what is the relationship between us

At the beginning of the third year of junior high school, there will be no chance to transfer classes. Meng Xinci and Cheng Hang grabbed the last tail and squeezed into the fifth class.The junior high school affiliated to the Normal University has an unwritten rule that class five and class six are a watershed. Entering class five indicates that as long as the senior high school entrance examination is performed normally, it will not be a problem to go directly to the senior high school attached to the normal university.

The division is very good, and the high school is almost a stepping stone to a prestigious university.Being able to jump from Class [-] to Class [-] is not a lack of hard work for Meng Xinci, and it can even be said that he has spent all his energy.

He doesn't have any extracurricular entertainment, and he hasn't even read his favorite martial arts novels for a long time.

But he didn't want to go straight to the middle school, and it was beyond his expectation that he could get into the fifth class with such a good test score.Wan Junxiu praised him for growing up and knowing how to work hard.

As far as Meng Xinci himself knows, he just has no good way to vent his depression, so he can only use this method to divert his attention.

In the end, he was still to blame for being cowardly, wanting to maintain a little face in front of others.Wan Junxiu just saw through his mind and cooperated with him.

Not only can't blame Wan Junxiu, but also admit that what Wan Junxiu did was right from the bottom of his heart.Since he opened this small bookstore, his income has indeed been much higher than before.

The most direct manifestation is that the living expenses in Meng Xinci's pocket have doubled.When he goes out with Cheng Hangyi or Lu Qingfeng, he can buy some things he likes.In the past, he could only read the novels that had lost their covers on the old bookstalls, but now he can buy a few brand new ones in the bookstore.

The teachers all said that when entering the third grade of junior high school, time is very fast, and I hope they cherish every minute and every second.But Meng Xinci felt that the time passed so slowly, so slow that he had already finished one exercise after another with his head down. When he looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, the hands did not move much.

Just think of Wan Junxiu who is across from the school, think of being so close but not being able to recognize each other openly.He felt that every second of his time at school was a torment.

So he has no intention of going straight to the middle school at all.

He didn't dare to tell Wan Junxiu what he thought, because as long as he said it, Wan Junxiu would definitely hope that he could go straight up.Wan Junxiu has always been far-sighted about the study of Meng Xinci.Can study in a good high school, how could it be possible to let Meng Xinci go to another school.

Cheng Hangyi was preparing for a competition and hadn't been to school for a long time.The school had already talked with Cheng Hangyi alone, as long as Cheng Hangyi got the ranking in this competition, the school could keep him in the high school regardless of his cultural achievements.

Meng Xinci hadn't seen him for a long time, so he didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he also agreed to Zhisheng.

If this is the case, it means that Meng Xinci either chose the high school attached to the teacher as his first choice on the volunteer list after the senior high school entrance examination, or he can only go to the new environment alone.

Neither approach was satisfactory to him, nor was he the perfect approach.

While hesitating, Cheng Hang called.There was still a chic and unrestrained voice on the other end, and Meng Xinci couldn't figure out why Cheng Hangyi could act like a heartless person anytime and anywhere, and why he couldn't be like Cheng Hangyi.

"Are you free on Saturday?" Cheng Hangyi asked Meng Xinci on the other end of the phone, with a lazy and relaxed voice.

"No, do your homework at home."

In the past, Meng Xinci was going to accompany Wan Junxiu to set up a stall at the Nanhua Night Market, but now Wan Junxiu has stopped him from going, fearing that he might not be able to explain clearly when meeting his classmate Meng Xinci.

"Then come and watch my game. Come early, and I'll give you tickets at the door." Cheng Hang was holding a ticket in one hand, and he was looking for someone to come today, and the location was very good.

This kind of competition, which is already similar to a recital, is hard to find for classical music lovers.He was already thankful that he could get a chapter, and he asked again: "Do you have any family members who can come together?"

Meng Xinci raised his vigilance and immediately denied: "I don't have any family members, but I don't really want to come. You can see if you have any friends. Let them go."

"All right, all right, come by yourself. Really you come, Meng Xinci, I have been preparing for a long time." It was rare for him to beg Meng Xinci so seriously.

He didn't tell Meng Xinci that if Meng Xinci came to listen to him play, he wouldn't care about the ranking, he would make a bold and crazy move.

Meng Xinci reluctantly agreed. How could he understand classical music, let alone participate in this kind of concert, and he needed to dress formally. When he arrived at the venue, Meng Xinci found that he was the only one wearing a sweater and jeans.

Even children pretended to be wearing a small suit, not to mention Cheng Hangyi, who was wearing a formal suit carefully prepared by his mother. Even his usual student hairstyle was styled with hairspray today.He was already tall, and his 16-year-old face had long since shed its greenness, which would make him look more mature and handsome.

Meng Xinci looked down at himself. The sneakers and the washed white jeans didn't look like someone who came to the concert. He turned his head and wanted to leave in shame.

But he was pulled back by Cheng Hang one by one, and Cheng Hang smiled and said, "It's pretty good, it's nothing, it's just a small game. It's my fault that I didn't explain it to you."

In the end, there was no other way, Cheng Hangyi almost dragged and coaxed Meng Xinci down on the seat.

"I don't know if you can understand it, but it won't be long, so I still need to trouble you to listen carefully. Don't leave when the show is over, I have something to tell you."

When Cheng Hang said this, he didn't know if it was Meng Xinci's illusion, but he actually felt that Cheng Hang was a little shy.He watched Cheng Hang come out of the backstage step by step, stood under the straight spotlight, and then turned his head slightly to set up the violin.

He pulled out a string of notes, and Meng Xinci didn't notice anything wrong, but there were many people in the audience discussing something in a low voice.A teacher in the front row even stood up excitedly. Meng Xinci didn't understand classical music, so he didn't know what happened, but he knew that Cheng Hang must have done something out of the ordinary again.

It sounds very good, even if Meng Xinci doesn't know how to play the violin, he still knows how well Cheng Hangyi played on stage.At the end of the song, he couldn't help applauding, and then the entire audience burst into applause.

Cheng Hang bowed slightly on the stage, instead of retreating to the backstage, he got off the stage directly and walked straight into Meng Xinci step by step.

"How is it? Did you hear anything?" Cheng Hangyi's palms were slightly wet, with nervous sweat, his eyes were dark and bright, and he asked Meng Xinci in a low voice against the light behind his back.

Meng Xinci didn't dare to say that he only thought it sounded good, for fear that Cheng Hang would laugh at him if he couldn't spit ivory out of his mouth.I could only nod my head in a ignorant way, and praised me very well.

"Really? Do you really understand? Then, do you want to go to the high school of Yiyuan Middle School with me?" Cheng Hang excitedly held Meng Xinci's hand, his bright eyes widened.

His heart is about to jump out of his mouth now.

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Meng Xinci was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he asked again: "Where did you say the test?"

"Yiyuan Middle School, far away from home, a first-level middle school, you can live on campus. Do you want to take the Yiyuan Middle School exam with me?"

The author has something to say: This chapter is very important to Cheng Hangyi. How should I put it, it is a confession by accident. I always feel that it has not played well and may be rewritten. If one day this chapter is revised, That's rebuilding.If not, then I will write a chapter or two about this little boy Cheng Hangyi from the first perspective in the episode.

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