Pure Love Guide ABO

"How do you say that?" Ning Cheng started to spin his pen with his knuckles, "Do you like him or not?"

I really do not know.I said.I don't know what it's like to like someone at all. The book says that liking someone means wanting to see him every day, but I feel that seeing Wei Qin every day is still a bit annoying.

And I can't fall in love early, I covered my head and said in pain, my grades are so poor, if I am distracted, I will definitely have to go to a vocational high school.

Grandpa told me that there are bad boys in the vocational high school, and I can't go the same way as them.

"Your words are wrong." Ning Cheng was very calm after I told him my troubles, it could even be said that he smiled coldly. "From my experience growing up, without the influence of pheromones, love is a kind of positive feedback thing-that is to say, it generally brings people a positive side. If it brings negative feedback, then It is the love that does not conform to Marxism, it is the false self-movement of the individual, and it should be strangled in the cradle as soon as possible."

"In addition, what your grandpa said is the old-fashioned low-energy speech skills of the parents, one-sidedly exaggerating the facts and generalizing the whole, trying to scare us, but the facts are not necessarily like this," Ning Cheng pointed at me with his pen.

"Regardless of the vocational high school or the college entrance examination, it depends on the person in the end," she said concluding, "The college entrance examination is just a hurdle in life, not the end. Of course, you have chosen to go to high school, and finally go to vocational high school. It's like wasting three years."

I stared blankly at Ning Cheng.Because of her heroic deeds of provoking Alpha in the cafeteria, I have been hearing people around her discussing her these days. They all spoke badly of her, saying that Ning Cheng had a weird personality and neurotic, and laughed at her for being in class four. no friends.

But now I think it's because they are ordinary people who don't know Taishan.Ning Cheng is so cool.

"So I just have to try it with him and see if my academic performance has dropped?" I humbly asked for advice.

"That's the reason, but if your grades drop, it's not worth the gain. It's not worth it for a man." Ning Cheng pushed his glasses, "I have another way, through physical means."

I hurriedly asked her to tear up a piece of homework paper and give me a pen so that I can write it down.

Ning Cheng was very satisfied with my serious attitude.

So I wrote a [-]-word cheat sheet for that physical education class.

"Love Book" Ningcheng Edition, the most effective method is heart rate measurement.If your heart rate exceeds [-] beats per minute when you are with the other person, it may be a heartbeat.Because Ning Cheng said that love is a hormone of the cerebral cortex, and the human body secretes a hormone called so-and-so, she really knows a lot.

So I decided to count my pulse on the watch next time I was alone with Wei Qin.

And this opportunity came sooner than expected.

Spring sports are here.

The sports meeting is not unfamiliar to me. I have to go through it once a year in junior high school—but it’s just like another bottle scraped off the cap of a beverage bottle. It’s just a icing on the cake. It doesn't matter, because I never signed up to be an athlete, and I don't have much team spirit.

Unlike other schools, our school does not attach much importance to sports meetings. There is basically no such thing as an entrance ceremony. Every sports meeting starts in the morning and ends at noon, or starts at noon and ends in the afternoon.

What have I been doing in previous games?Sitting in the auditorium with Tang Jiajia, eating potato chips and melon seeds, and reading comics.But Ning Cheng obviously doesn't have such vulgar tastes, she made it clear that she must finish a set of comprehensive test papers during the sports meeting, so I can only call my grandpa for help, buy me some snacks and put them in the guard room.

As a result, I went to the guard room on the day of the sports meeting and found that the snack my grandfather understood was a bag of apples.

Well, something is better than nothing.

I carried seven or eight apples in a plastic bag, and walked slowly towards the playground, but on the way there, I saw a couple kissing each other on a bench, and I was so scared that I had to change to a small path.

I wonder how much Ning Cheng has written?Those seats in the stands of the sports meeting had been empty for a long time, and they were probably all covered with dust. When I touched my pocket, I found that there was no paper in it.But it is very troublesome to go back to the classroom to get it.I looked up at the dense shade of the tree, stood there bitterly for a while, decided to let it happen, and took out an apple while walking to have a look.

The apple looks very good, with a big head and a small belly. The bright red skin is slightly yellowish, with a little seductive light. It looks crunchy, sweet and delicious. I believe that my grandpa has washed it, and let myself bite it down. .It's just that before I bit it down, the retribution of walking without looking at the road came, and my foot tripped.

It is impossible to survive every fall.This time I stumbled into the mud, and a bag of apples rolled out, only the one in my hand was grabbed by me subconsciously.I lay down on the ground, feeling the pain in my knees and chin was so cold that I was relieved for a long time, but I couldn't get up.

Unlucky.

I could only try my best to digest the pain. After waiting for a while, I felt less pain, so I got up and picked up the apples one by one, but unfortunately I found that the plastic bag was worn out. Look, the knee is also broken, I can only roll up the trouser leg of the injured leg to avoid wound infection.

Then I limped and continued to walk to the playground with the apple in my arms.No matter what happens, I have to ask Ning Cheng to look at the apple for me first, my thoughts at the time were as simple as that.

When I got to the playground, I found that the track and field competition had already started, and I was filled with cheerful radio music. My slightly gloomy mood because of wrestling was much better. Watching the athletes run across the track like wild dogs, I couldn’t Consciously, he put the apple he was holding in his hand to his mouth and took a bite.

It was really sweet.

I unconsciously squinted my eyes and continued to bite.As a result, I didn't pay attention to it, and I felt a little juice dripping down the corner of my mouth.

I wanted to raise my hand to wipe it, but found that the passing girl suddenly looked at me and let out a low exclamation.

"Student, you, you have shed a lot of blood!"

what?

I didn't understand what she was talking about.There was still an apple in my mouth, and I couldn't speak, so I could only chew hard.Then the girl screamed, as if she wanted to find the teacher, turned around and ran towards the rostrum.

When I finally swallowed a mouthful of apple clumsily, I saw the girl lead Teacher Jiang to appear in front of me.As soon as he appeared, he looked at me in a daze.

I rarely feel this kind of emotion intuitively from Mr. Jiang, and I was also taken aback, what's wrong with me?

I raised my hand to say hello, but thinking of the apple juice on the corner of my mouth, I raised my hand to wipe the corner of my mouth first.

"do not move."

Teacher Jiang came up immediately when he saw me moving, but he said that I had finished wiping it before.I looked at him confused and embarrassed, not sure if he was trying to teach me not to eat on the playground.

"Song Chi, why... did you do this?" Teacher Jiang said with some hesitation.

"What?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I looked at my knee, "Oh, I fell a little bit ago, it's nothing..."

"Classmate," the girl looked at me with a strange expression, and suddenly nodded her chin, "Your face..."

As if she was afraid that I would not understand what she meant, she took out a small mirror from her school uniform pocket, opened it and handed it to me.

Feeling the eyes of her and Mr. Jiang, I swallowed hard and glanced at the mirror.

Now there is something I don't understand.

I also hit my chin when I wrestled just now, but I forgot because it didn't hurt much.In fact, the wound was bleeding thinly all the time, and the scarlet, which was as bright as the skin of an apple, spread from my chin to my neck. I just wiped my mouth, and the apple juice was mixed with blood, making half of my face miserable. It's like drawing some strange makeup.

It even makes my already bloodless skin look a little scary, that's what I think.No wonder the girl wanted to call.

I handed the mirror back in extreme embarrassment, apologizing and asking her to wash it because I had apple juice on my hand.

Then I avoided Teacher Jiang's eyes and tried to cover up my stupidity.

"It doesn't hurt, Mr. Jiang, I, I just fell."

But Teacher Jiang didn't look at me.He seemed to have something on his mind and avoided my sight.

"Go wash up and apply the medicine."