If honesty is a disease

Geng Zhi's ears perked up: "You love me too?"

"Nonsense!" Sitting on the bed, Mo Fang said to him solemnly, "If friendship is to last, it must support and understand each other."

"Who said that?"

"I said."

"That is nice."

Mo Fang laughed: "Frank, haha, your parents really did not make a mistake in naming you."

Geng Zhi was happy when he heard Mo Fang laughing, and he was also happy: "It's just as long as you are happy."

Mo Fang thumped the bed: "Don't keep saying that, okay? I've always wondered why the girls in your class treat me so coldly. Today I understand that it's because they keep doing this that they wear small shoes for me. Your class There are many people who have a crush on you."

"Nothing, those female classmates and I never say much."

"Yes, don't worry, even if you fall in love early, I won't make a small report." Mo Fang was a little entangled in his heart, thinking that if Geng Zhi really fell in love, Geng Zhi would always have one by his side after school, waiting for him in the morning When I was in school, I had one beside me. No matter how I thought about it, I felt awkward, and I felt uncomfortable... No one felt comfortable around Geng Zhi, "Can we not fall in love early? We just discussed this issue a while ago."

Geng Zhi said: "I never thought of discussing this topic. You always talk about it. Did you think about it? Let me tell you, you have eliminated this thought."

"You murdered me?"

"No, I'm looking after you for auntie, after all, auntie is very busy."

"What good did my mother give you?"

"Pro bono service without expecting anything in return."

"It's so noble, do you want to smell one?"

"want."

"...I lost." Mo Fang and Geng Zhi quarreled until the end, and there was never a real victory.He really suspected that most of the time, the straightforward shyness was just pretending, but could this thing be pretended?If you can also pretend to be blushing, it would be too realistic.

No one knows about the affairs of Mo Fang’s family except for a few friends. It’s not good to talk about this kind of thing casually. A few people huddle together to whisper, and stick together after school. Some children want to join them. I wanted to play with them after school, but they all refused.

It didn't take long for the students who like to make small reports to spread the word to the teacher's ears, saying that they were in a small group, and the teacher asked the four of them to talk. Yes, but Xue Tianyu's family is rich, and the school knows this, so it just told them that there must be love among classmates, and individualism and small groups should not be allowed.

Although the teacher didn't criticize them and the tone of his speech was not harsh, the children were still quite uncomfortable.Geng Zhi was even taught a lesson by his homeroom teacher, telling him not to get carried away just because his grades were good during this period, especially if he ran to the second class if he had nothing to do. Literally.

"I'm right, I still have to be an official." Chang Wei complained.

Mo Fang looked at the slightly smug expression of the classmate who gave the small report, and couldn't understand why he had to be with him to be happy. Is there anything worth telling the teacher about this?He must tell him about his bad things, so that he will be happy?

"Forget it, isn't this just the beginning of school, the class has not yet elected a monitor, in order to win the teacher's vote, he knows how to report." Xue Tianyu glanced at the man disdainfully, comforting Mo Fang.

Mo Fang felt annoyed, but he didn't know that boy well at first. Although the classmates should be united and friendly, he still didn't want to be friendly with this kind of person. Judging from the habit of giving reports to the teacher casually, it was not the same way. people.

He was even thankful that he was unfamiliar, otherwise it would be really uncomfortable if he turned his face in the end.

"Mo Fang, if I vote for the squad leader, I will vote for you." Xue Tianyu said.

Mo Fang shook his head: "No, I'm not suitable, and I don't want to be, trouble."

"No, you must be the one! I'll be awesome if you become one!" Xue Tianyu howled, insisting that Mo Fang should strive to be the squad leader.

Mo Fang withdrew his arm from his hand: "I'm not being modest, I really don't want to be, my family's mess has not been finished yet, and you can see that my mental quality is not good, I will fall down when I have something to study, don't do it, I think Chang Weixing." He whimpered at Chang Wei, "Everything is very calm, even if the sky falls, his grades will be stable."

Xue Tianyu's small face drooped immediately, and he said happily: "I have a problem with him."

"Xue Fatty," Mo Fang patted him on the shoulder, "You are a real man who can bend and stretch, and Chang Wei is not a narrow-minded person, so he will definitely cover you."

"Really?"

"Really." Mo Fang thought in his heart that he didn't want to be the monitor, a thankless position, but if someone had to be the one, it had to be his own talent. If he was taken by a kid who likes to report, life would be hard in the future. "Yes! Let Chang Wei be the one, we will all let him cover you."

Because they had just been talked to by the teacher, a few people walked separately after school, and finally gathered at the vegetable market across the road. Chang Wei was praised by Xue Pang, and Mo Fang kept encouraging him: "Chang Wei, don't you want Do you want to be an official? You must start as a squad leader. Even though he is a small squad leader, there are only 37 people in the class, but everyone has a different personality. In fact, it is very difficult to manage, and you can’t offend others. Very challenging!"

Chang Wei chuckled, "It's not up to me either."

"Although I haven't chosen yet, the teacher will actually observe secretly. You should perform well during this time. Remember, the important thing is to solve the problem smoothly, not forceful orders and suppressing by the teacher. I am optimistic about you." Mo Fang passed on his experience to him.

Chang Wei was a little embarrassed, but he admitted that he really wanted to be the squad leader: "Don't worry, if I do, I will definitely cover you!"

"Good buddy."

Pang Xue put his arms around his shoulders, shook him back and forth, stood upright in front of Mo Fang, and asked him seriously: "Isn't it true that you should be the class monitor? If you were the class monitor for three years in junior high school, it will be yours when you reach high school. And it will be written in the graduation summary, are you really wrong?"

"Am I someone who cares about status so much?" Mo Fang said with an air of fame and fortune, "If you say it's inappropriate, then it's inappropriate."

"No," Geng Zhi stared at him, "You must have plans, it's impossible to do nothing."

"Yes, yes, you are right. Mo Fang must have other ideas if he doesn't want to be the squad leader. Say, what is it?"

Mo Fang cut it out: "I don't think there will be a show, but it's okay to say, I want to be a cultural and entertainment committee member."

"..." The boys were dumbfounded, "Cultural and entertainment committee member! You are right!"

"What's the matter?" Mo Fang laughed at their ignorance, "Who said that only girls can be members of the art committee? Boys are also allowed!"

"Tsk tsk," Xue Fat tutted his lips, and looked at Mo Fang's proud expression with his chin up, "I climbed up before I gave you the pole. Can you play the piano? Can you sing? Can you dance? Have you ever participated?" Are you acting?"

Fatty Xue snapped his fingers, and every time he said the same thing, Mo Fang's head drooped a little bit, which he had never learned before.Geng Zhi couldn't see Mo Fang's eyes slowly becoming dull, knowing that it would cost money to learn these things, which kind of talent is not created by money.

"It's okay, if you don't know how, I will teach you." Geng Zhi said.

"You teach me?" Mo Fang knows that Geng Zhi is kind, but this is really not good. "Geng Zhi, you learn the erhu, okay! Ever since I heard you play the erhu, other voices feel like nature."

"Actually, it's not necessary," Fatty Xue expressed his opinion again, "I think Mo Fang is much prettier than those girls in our class. If you stop there, as long as you don't say that he can't play the piano and dance, ordinary people really can't tell! "

"Damn you! You say I'm an embroidered pillow!"

"It's not a pillow," Geng Zhi corrected, "It's the door. You are the door of your class. If you look at your door, you will know that your class is not bad."

"If I were honest, I wouldn't let you in, believe it or not!"