Xueba, wake up

He Zhonghe was quite confused, he didn't know why she could show such an expression when she bumped into someone.

Yan Sheng, Shi Yujie, and the witnesses who were cooking around were also confused.

"Apologize?" Shi Yujie stared at her.

The girl glanced at him, stood there without moving or speaking, lowered her head and covered her eyes with her bangs.

"Are you dumb?" Shi Yujie pointed at her and walked over, but was stopped by He Zhonghe with a wink.

This person is too much, bumping into someone without even apologizing, and still pestering her bitterly, as if someone provoked her first.

He Zhonghe was dressed in vegetable soup and millet porridge, and he was angry, but he didn't intend to break up with her.One is that there are so many people watching, it’s not good for girls to come down, the result is nothing more than whoever apologizes and forces whoever washes the clothes. like.

"Forget it." He Zhonghe waved his hand, took the tissue from Yansheng, and glanced at him.

Eyes exchanged, the two thought should be the same.

He Zhonghe gave Shi Yujie a hand: "Go, don't talk to her."

The uncle in the cafeteria is not obliged to reconcile the conflicts among the students, but a few spectators remained silent, and the uncle tapped with a spoon again: "Hurry up, cook! The people behind are still waiting!"

Seeing that there was no spark, the students who raised their ears and stared at their eyes no longer paid attention to the girl who was still standing there, and continued to return to the daily process of eating, lunch, and studying.

"Do you want to go over and help her clean up?" A girl at the end of the line whispered to her companion.

"Don't go there, I think she's scary." The companion whispered.

He Zhonghe took off his school uniform and walked towards the entrance of the cafeteria: "If Lao Zheng comes to the classroom at noon to count people, please help me ask for leave."

"Can he believe it?" Shi Yujie curled his lips, "That girl is really fucking sick."

He Zhonghe took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Xiaomi Congee's school uniform, and sent it to Shi Yujie: "Just show him this."

"Then Lao Zheng knows that we carry mobile phones every day." Shi Yujie said.

"You think he doesn't know?" As soon as he stepped out of the cafeteria, He Zhonghe was wearing a single piece under his school uniform, and he shivered in the cold wind.

Turning right is the side door of the family courtyard. He Zhonghe turned around and trotted for two steps, then waved back: "Both of you go back."

Then he was pulled by the wrist, and a school uniform was added to his body.

Familiar scent of aloe vera body wash.

Shi Yujie was watching from the side, and He Zhonghe felt a little guilty, so he left without looking back.

"Let's go." Yan Sheng finished dressing him, walked over and said to Shi Yujie very naturally.

"Fuck." Shi Yujie followed Yansheng, stared at him, and repeated, "Fuck."

The school uniform was sent to the laundromat in about an hour, and it was ready to be picked up after being washed and dried. He Zhonghe went home and changed the clothes inside, and took a shower.

Flying Dog must have smelled the smell of Yansheng on the school uniform, so excited he jumped up and down at home for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yansheng or the cat. After He Zhonghe went to class, he was a lonely dog ​​guarding the house by himself.

Before going out, He Zhonghe hesitated, put on Yansheng's school uniform, and took his own coat from the hanger.

Yansheng's school uniform should be because he often wears it. It is softer to the touch than his own. There are gel pen scratches on the sleeves that cannot be washed off, but it is very clean.

I couldn't help but tucked my hands into my sleeves, covered my face and smelled it.

Not only does it smell like aloe vera body wash, but it also has a woody smell, not that kind of woody smell, but the kind of sawdust smell that can often be smelled when planing wood for decoration.

Inexplicably, let's smell it again.

When he smelled it for the third time, He Zhonghe froze suddenly.

What is this doing.

Smelling other people's school uniforms like a pervert in broad daylight at school.

He Zhonghe was startled by himself, and quickly stepped into the teaching building.

The lingering aftertaste of watching the movie in the morning was still there. Everyone in the class looked relaxed, and the classroom was quite noisy. Teacher Qin's decompression skills really took a long time to shake.

After Yan Sheng gave him the school uniform, there was only one inside. He Zhonghe wore his school uniform and hugged another coat. There is no doubt that this coat must be worn by one of them.

Under normal circumstances, He Zhonghe should have put on his coat, and then returned the school uniform to Yansheng.

But he didn't change unusually, he just wore his school uniform, and walked over to give Yansheng his coat to wear.

It's quite shameless, but who hasn't been shameless once in a while.

However, before he got to Yansheng's side, he was surprised to find that Yansheng was wearing a school uniform.

"Where did you get this?" He Zhonghe grabbed his school uniform.

"I went back to the dormitory." Yan Sheng said, "I stocked up four or five sets."

"You... okay." He Zhonghe quietly hid his coat behind his back, and suddenly remembered something, "Have you lived in a dormitory?"

After speaking, he realized that with his superb parents at home, he must have lived in a dormitory before.

"Apartment No. [-]." Yan Sheng said, throwing the pen in his hand into the pen holder.

Apartment No. [-] is the one with the best conditions among the student apartments of Huitan No. [-] Middle School. It has a single room, air conditioner, water heater, and outdoor balcony. However, only some students from the small class and the top students in the experimental class can live in Apartment No. [-]. School benefits for top students.

He almost forgot about this. If he was too familiar with Yan Sheng, it would be easy to ignore his status as a serious student.

"I have a question." He Zhonghe Yiyan rose to the edge of the table, "Why don't you go to the small class?"

"Small class is under too much pressure and is prone to depression." Yan Sheng smiled, "When Lao Zheng tried to persuade me to stay last year, he said that there were not many normal people in small class, and they all went crazy. The exact words."

"Old Zheng wants to kick me out every day. What kind of treatment is this?" He Zhonghe was very sad.

"That person at noon today," Yan Sheng took another pen from the pen holder, and twirled it around, "it looks familiar."

He Zhonghe recalled it for a while: "I also think... I seem to have seen it before when I was strolling around on the second and third floors of the high school."

"The third floor is the small class and the physical education class." Yan Sheng said.

"Fuck, now that I think about it, I really belong to the small class." He Zhonghe hissed, "But I seem to have seen her in other places..."

At this time, Yan Sheng's tablemate came over, greeted He Zhonghe, and Yan Sheng got up.

After chatting for a while, it was time to ring the preparatory bell. Before leaving, He Zhonghe asked Yan Sheng's deskmate: "Tian Zhaoxue, what do you think of your deskmate?"

"Ah?" Although she knew it was a joke, Tian Zhaoxue was a little hard to answer. If she said yes, she might be teased by others, and if she said no, she would offend Yansheng. In her opinion, this person is not bad except that he is a little bored, "Just ...It's okay."

She didn't understand why He Zhonghe was so good at talking, and why he suddenly asked her a question that had no sense of boundary.

Who knew that He Zhonghe waved his hand: "It's annoying him, hurry up."

Tian Zhaoxue was even more puzzled, looking at Yan Sheng and He Zhonghe, the two smiled knowingly: "Very...annoying?"

"Thank you Sister Xue, Sister Xue is so kind." He Zhonghe happily left, "Tomorrow you can change the same table."

Tian Zhaoxue saw that he sat down at the back, but still didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"The seats may be slightly adjusted tomorrow." Yan Sheng said with a smile on his lips, speaking vaguely.

"Ah?! Do you have any inside news? Will I be at the same table with Chen Wenlong?" Tian Zhaoxue turned her head and looked back, with a bitter face, she might as well be at the same table with Yansheng.

"No, it's not just these two tables that were changed." Yan Sheng said.

Chen Wenlong was notorious in the class, and Yan Sheng also thought of this when talking with Lao Zheng, and Lao Zheng said that he would pull Chen Wenlong out and put him at a single table in the front row.

Tian Zhaoxue breathed a sigh of relief, and was surprised to find that today was the day when she and Yansheng talked the most in a month when they were at the same table.

Yan Sheng took out the exercise book from the book stand, the pen was still spinning, and almost flew out twice.

I'm at the same table again. As for being so happy, I still show off to others, like a primary school student.

I was in a good mood for this class. I spread out the workbook and listened to it for a while, and then I started to draw villains.

There is still a week before the last autumn sports meeting before graduation. The students in the campus are more restless than the first and second graders. Many people plan to take this opportunity to confess their love to the person they like, and some people are preparing for the opening ceremony. A cool debut.

He Zhonghe didn't feel much at all. He was fooled into signing up by the physical education teacher and Shi Yujie playing the emotional card, and he didn't want to prepare.

Of course, there are not many high school seniors who really train for the sports meeting. At most, they don't sit in the stands with their books in the physical education class, and call a few people to practice the events.

Both Shi Yujie and Yansheng signed up for basketball, and they took half an hour out of physical education class to practice with the class next door, while He Zhonghe played with his mobile phone on the sidelines to accompany him.

In fact, it was a little embarrassing. The boys were handsome, ugly, tall, and short, and they all played very slickly. He Zhonghe wanted to scream along with the girls watching when he took off his school uniform and threw the ball in.

He can't play. He is tall and has a good figure. He should look good on the court, but when the girls ask him why he doesn't play, they can only shake their heads and honestly say no, so they help pick up a ball. ability.

As for why he can't play, he didn't understand it himself. It may have something to do with Du Lanzhen's restriction of his strenuous exercise since he was a child.

And I heard someone say that boys who play basketball are not as handsome as those who play games.

Completely farting, He Zhonghe just wants to play with them in a chic way.

Damn, the guy playing basketball is really handsome.

Of course, he wasn't referring to those ugly and short guys who dangled around to attract girls' attention, nor were they the ones like Shi Yujie and Wu Hao who almost got into a fight at the end.

It means that Yansheng is really handsome playing basketball.

He is very handsome, his eyes are focused on watching the ball, and he doesn't communicate much with his teammates and opponents. It's the same as playing a boring ball, but he is very stable. He has never been robbed of the ball when he gets it.After scoring a goal, he didn't yell like others, but stood in place shaking his arms and turning his wrist, watching them rush up to grab the ball.

The man on top of the pitch.He Zhonghe whistled loudly in his heart, took out his phone and pointed it at him.

It happened that Yan Sheng scored another three-pointer. In the confusion of cheers, cursing and screaming, Yan Sheng suddenly turned his head and glanced at He Zhonghe.

When he was caught secretly taking pictures, He Zhonghe simply put down his phone and shouted excitedly.

Yan Sheng smiled handsomely, and He Zhonghe suspected that he did it on purpose.

"Hey, who was the one in class 24 looking at just now?" A girl next to her shouted until her voice became hoarse, and asked her companion.

"You don't care who people look at, it's not you anyway." Another girl said with a giggle.

He Zhonghe happily walked to the other side of the court, he was looking at me.

"I heard people say," the girl just now was still very excited, and continued, "The first person a boy looks at after scoring a goal is the person he likes."

He Zhonghe tripped and almost fell flat.