I don't just want to dream about you

Even in the sports week, the homework assigned by the teacher is still assigned as usual.Meng Yihuan, who had no competition, looked at the pile of test papers in front of the desk and fell into a wail.

So, why do you have to do your homework in your dream? !Can't you pity the child who is dreaming?It was finally the end of the term, and I handed in my thesis.As a result, I dreamed of high school, and once returned to before liberation.

The mouth kept beeping, but the action of writing the test paper never stopped.In high school, there was always such a default rule, as long as everyone around me was doing homework, no matter how decadent I was, I couldn’t help but do homework like them.

The main reason may be that I can't accept that my homework has not been finished while others are playing.That creates a lot of anxiety.

Meng Yihuan didn't need to pause when writing liberal arts homework, she just wrote it down.But the boy behind her seemed to be dying to write Chinese questions, and couldn't hold back half a word the whole time.

Meng Yihuan couldn't help laughing at him, the boy rested his head on his hands, glanced at Meng Yihuan and said, "The joys and sorrows of human beings are really not connected."

It's really different, Meng Yihuan looked at the boy writing math problems, as if he was writing addition and subtraction within the most common cross.

Meng Yihuan laughed silently, and even wanted to paste his math test paper on the boy's head.

And the boy glanced at Meng Yihuan's blank math test paper, and joked very bluntly, "There are still some differences between people."

After a long time, Meng Yihuan had long forgotten the names of her high school classmates. Hearing him say that at this time, a sudden urge to hit someone came up in her heart.

This person is sorry, did I really sit in front of this person when I was in high school?Why don't I have any impression of myself?If there is someone who owes that much, he was sitting next to him at that time.I must have kept a notebook of grudges.

Seats in Meng Yihuan's class are arranged according to grades, probably because of the improvement in the last monthly exam.Meng Yihuan changed to a seat in the middle of the second row, and then sat in front of this person.

"Which question can't you?" The boy completely ignored the expression on Meng Yihuan's face, and brought over Meng Yihuan's almost blank math test paper.

"You don't need to teach me." Meng Yihuan reached out to snatch back his test paper.

The boy put the test paper behind him, smiled evilly, and the little canines next to his teeth were exposed, "The more you don't let me teach, the more I want to teach you"

Are all high school brats like this?I'm afraid it wasn't because I read too many overbearing Mary Su novels back then.

Meng Yihuan rolled his eyes at the boy, and looked at the boy's school uniform, which had his name embroidered on it.

Chen Hao.

Oh, it's kind of like that.That's what the name of a hurting literary hero in a youth novel should look like.

A cynical top student, coupled with an innocent transfer student.A love entanglement was born.

Seeing that Meng Yihuan didn't intend to take back his test paper, Chen Hao returned the test paper to Meng Yihuan.

"Meng Yihuan, do you really not need me to teach you math?"

Chen Hao was unwilling to tell Meng Yihuan.The two of them have been in the next class since junior high school.It is also because I often meet Meng Yihuan in the corridor that I am familiar with this person.

I didn't expect high school to be in the same class in one school.On the first day of high school, Chen Hao saw Meng Yihuan and said hello.It's just that the other party completely ignored him, which made Chen Hao keep it in his heart.

How can I say that I am also an invincible handsome guy?Why doesn't this woman look down on herself?

Chen Hao thought about it, but couldn't think of the reason.In the end, I crammed a few brainless love novels, and finally concluded that Meng Yihuan must have a crush on herself and low self-esteem, so she pretended not to care about herself at all.

Humph girls are like this.Chen Hao thought, every time he changes seats after the monthly exam, he always sits around Meng Yihuan.He really didn't believe that Meng Yihuan would always ignore him.

He knew that Meng Yihuan was not very good at math, so he frantically tried to make up his own math.What he was waiting for was a certain day when Meng Yihuan took the initiative to find himself to discuss math problems.

Looking at Meng Yihuan who was wandering in outer space in front of him, Chen Hao was a little unhappy.It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that I feel as if I'm still being ignored.

Meng Yihuan remembered now, the dear friend in front of him.Isn't he the provincial champion later!

Damn, I actually forgot such a powerful person.Suddenly, Meng Yihuan looked at Chen Hao with a different expression.

Meng Yihuan held Chen Hao's wrist with a very serious expression.ah!This is the number one scholar in the province. As expected, being close to him, I feel that I have enhanced my learning buff.

"What are you doing!" Chen Hao was frightened by Meng Yihuan's actions, and his face flushed immediately.

"Shh!"

It's not a good time to talk.I must touch the provincial champion and let him bless my final paper.It is impossible for me to fail the exam.Bless yourself graduate student can graduate smoothly.

Outside the window, Shen Qinghan was holding a bottle of milk, watching this scene, squinting his eyes.

Zhu Si came out of the toilet, shaking his hands that were not dry after washing.Following Shen Qinghan's gaze, he looked over.

Teenagers and girls in empty classrooms.One looked stunned, the other solemn.It's exactly the feeling of youth drama.

"Yo, a talented man and a beautiful woman." After Zhu Si said this, he suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from the side.

"Really? That's the way it is." Shen Qinghan turned his head, looked at Zhu Sidao with a half smile but not a smile, "What do you think?"

Zhu Si swallowed his saliva.Sorry for my short mouth.

"I think you're right"

Shen Qinghan knocked on the door of the class.She went straight in and stood in front of Meng Yihuan without saying anything, making people feel that she was wronged.

"Sister? Why are you here?" Meng Yihuan came back to his senses, and quickly took his hand off Chen Hao's.Inexplicably, I felt a little guilty.

It's like being raped.After silently voicing this sentence in her heart, Meng Yihuan felt that something was wrong, what the hell was what she said.

"Passing by"

Zhu Si followed behind Shen Qinghan, and when he heard this sentence, his mouth twitched.The teaching buildings for senior one and senior two are separate. Who would believe this passing statement?

Obviously Meng Yihuan believed it.

"Is that so?" Meng Yi laughed happily.

Shen Qinghan glanced at Chen Hao, who was a boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a high nose bridge and fair skin.It looks like the kind a little girl would like.

Shen Qinghan handed the milk in his hand to Meng Yihuan, very calmly, "I bought too much, here it is"

This kind of deliberately concealed calm made Zhu Si start to worry. She held the mobile phone in her trouser pocket, and she was very worried that Shen Qinghan would silence this elementary school boy.

"Thank you senior sister" Meng Yihuan is really careless.Facing this kind of scene, he happily took the milk, plugged in the straw and drank it.

Chen Hao glanced at Meng Yihuan with a dumbfounded look, half of his lips were raised, but the other half of Meng Yihuan's lips did not move.

"Is Yi Huan discussing a topic with his classmates?" Shen Qinghan glanced at the test papers on the table.

"no"

"Yup!"

None of these words were said by Chen Hao. He originally thought that he would take the initiative to say a few words to Meng Yihuan to improve their relationship while there was no one around.But it's not true that he and Meng Yihuan discussed studying, it should be him who unilaterally taught her to study.

How could Meng Yihuan, an idiot, discuss her studies with herself?Chen Hao glanced at Meng Yihuan unhappily. Except for his poor Chinese, he had to get full marks in other subjects.All the classmates would come to ask him questions, but this Meng Yihuan, who was thinking about it, would not ask him.

After Meng Yihuan knew that Chen Hao was the future provincial champion, she had already made up her mind to put on a shy face and let him take care of her.Although this boy seems to be a bit of a second child, he has read too much youth pain literature.But good grades will do.

The answers of the two people are different.But Shen Qinghan still had a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Her eyes were dim, and her middle finger stroked the pulp of her thumb.Her dark hair obscured the expression on her face.When she looked at Meng Yihuan again, she was still that gentle and good-tempered senior.

"Hey, senior sister, let me introduce you, this boy is the invincible college bully in our class. As long as I don't know it, he will know it." Meng Yihuan has always admired the kind of people who are particularly good at science.So the attitude has improved a lot.

Chen Hao was very proud of Meng Yihuan's praise.Now I really can't hide my smile.

"What's wrong with Yihuan?" Shen Qinghan said.

Fight and fight quickly.As a melon eater, Zhu Si is eager to have some potato chips and coke, preferably with melon seeds.

Ah this?Is there something wrong with senior sister?Ask yourself why not?Of course nothing will happen.My dream is to be a salted fish waiting to die.

Meng Yihuan slandered in her heart, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not quite right.How should I put it, I feel that the senior sister's smile is very stiff today.It seems to be forced to smile.

"Is there anything Yihuan doesn't know, I can teach you" Shen Qinghan saw that Meng Yihuan didn't intend to answer him, so he said to himself.

In the next second, Meng Yihuan touched Shen Qinghan's forehead.

Huh?You obviously don't have a fever, why can't you lift your spirits?

Shen Qinghan's pupils suddenly widened, and then he took Meng Yihuan's hand that was touching his forehead.This time, he finally showed a sincere smile.

Looking at Shen Qinghan's sudden smile, Meng Yihuan felt as if his heart had been hit.Ah, this is beauty crit, right?

Being stared at like this, Meng Yihuan also felt embarrassed, and explained, "I think my senior looks very lethargic today. I thought it was a fever."

"Then do I have a fever?"

"No." Meng Yihuan shook his head.

"But I feel like I have a fever." Shen Qinghan said solemnly.

"So can my junior sister accompany me to the infirmary?"

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