Shuli has been very busy recently. She would run to the studio as soon as class is over. Sometimes she could stay there for several hours without coming out. Tang Xin once wondered if he had forgotten his ambition of swearing to catch up with Ji Fengchi later.

However, during this period of time, Tang Xin was not as idle as Shuli. She was anxious to finalize the program to be prepared for the art festival, held meetings and discussions with the class leaders, and made creative posters for the class. She was also very busy.

A few days later, during the big class break, Shuli came to Class 1 with a gift box, and wanted the classmate by the classroom window in Class 1 to call Ji Fengchi for him.

"Ji Fengchi is not here, you—" The girl has long been accustomed to the person who came to look for Ji Fengchi, she raised her head while talking, and suddenly froze when she saw Shuli, "You...you ask him to do it What?"

"He's not here..." Shuli showed a slightly disappointed expression, and handed the gift box to the girl, "Then please put this on his desk, thank you."

"But..." The girl held the gift box in a dilemma, "Ji Fengchi never accepts gifts..."

The boy with black eyes bent his eyes and smiled, his slightly closed eyelashes were as long as feathers, "If he sees it, he will accept it."

Shuli returned to the classroom, and Class 5 was in the process of democratic selection.Their show has been confirmed to be Hiphop, but the dancers have not yet been determined. In addition to Tang Xin, the literary and art committee member who takes the lead and sets an example, two more girls and four boys need to be selected.

The recess was about to end, and five people with dancing skills were also selected, only the last boy was missing.No one stood up for a long time, but many people blatantly looked towards Shuli.

Shuli: "...?"

Don't look at him, plus the real world, he has experienced eight worlds, but he has never danced.

"It seems to me that you already have a candidate in your heart?" Tang Xin smiled maliciously, "Then, please say his name out loud—"

So the whole class booed in unison: "School beauty——!

As soon as the deliberately drawn-out voice fell, everyone burst into laughter.

Tang Xin spread her hands towards Shuli, "Look, everyone wants to watch you dance." She immediately made a decision, "Then it's such a happy decision!"

Shuli: "...All right."

The art festival was just at the beginning of May, and there was not much time for rehearsal, and the dance practice career of the group kicked off so intensively.

However, there is another thing that is imminent for Nancheng No. [-] Middle School at this moment—that is, the midterm exam that is coming at the end of this month.

Shuli is an art student, and she doesn't have high requirements for cultural achievements, as long as she guarantees that she will not be the bottom one.Even so, Shuli had to work hard to revise her high school knowledge with the help of Asa.

He has lived in other time and space for hundreds of years. Even if he studied well when he was a high school student, he has long forgotten what he has learned. If he doesn't study, he may hand in a blank paper on the day of the exam... …

That would be a shame.

Both practicing dance and studying, Shuli's leisure time was clearly arranged, and she was so exhausted that she didn't even have time to go to Ji Fengchi from time to time to check her presence.

Of course, this is what Shuli planned.After all, in this world, he and Ji Fengchi haven't known each other for too long, and in addition, everything should be done in a relaxed manner, so it's not a good way to push people too hard.

The science subject of the second year of high school has to be tested for two consecutive days, and the last one is taken on Friday afternoon before the holiday.The order of the examination room is based on the ranking of the last test. Shuli transferred from another school and did not have the last result, so she was ranked at the bottom and had to go to the last test room in another building.

The examination room in the other building was an empty classroom, and Shuli had to carry a stool by herself when she went to take the test. After the test, she went back to the classroom of Class 5 on the fifth floor against the flow of people.

After the last test on Friday, when Shuli went up the stairs, the students on the next floor just left the classroom, and they all crowded at the stairs and waited to go downstairs.There were too many people, and the stairs above the third floor could not pass, so they had to wait for the students below to leave first, so Shuli was blocked between the third and fourth floors with people and stools.

Everyone around him was about to go downstairs, but he was the only one who kept going upstairs in an incongruous manner.In order not to bump into anyone, Shuli could only turn sideways slightly, lifted the stool up, and bumped her head into Ji Fengchi's eyes.

Ji Fengchi happened to be standing two steps in front of him, carrying a bag on one shoulder, looking at him with his thin eyelids down.

Shuli held the stool with both hands, was squeezed into a mess by the crowd, and could hardly move, but still smiled sweetly when greeting the person in front of her: "Long time no see."

three days?Or five days?Can I also use "long time no see"?

Ji Feng paused for a while, his voice was clear and slightly deep, which was still clearly audible among the noisy crowd: "Thank you for your painting."

"You know I sent it?"

Ji Feng thought about that painting later, on which there were large stretches of purple-pink clouds, the boy in front of the piano had black hair, his shirt was white, and there seemed to be birds chirping and wind rustling among the flowers and trees above his head.

Anyone who has seen the painting that has not been signed should praise the artist's intentions. The young people in his paintings have slightly closed eyes and flying fingers. , playing a piano piece happily and freely in the crowd.

The most skilled painter in the world could not have painted such a picture if he had not poured out his own true emotion.

He guessed the artist's name almost instantly.

But Ji Fengchi didn't say that, his voice suppressed a smile, "Someone told me that the school belle came here."

Shuli: "..."

Seeing Shuli's expression, Ji Fengchi rolled his eyes, and took the stool above Shuli's head with one hand.

With her hands freed, Shuli moved her arms and whispered in a voice close to talking to herself: "Is the school grass good with the school beauty?"

The crowd below began to move, and the stairway finally became less crowded.I don't know if Ji Fengchi heard it, he turned around and walked upstairs with Shuli's stool, without answering.

Shuli followed Ji Fengchi upstairs, and before she reached Class 5 classroom, Ji Fengchi was suddenly stopped.

Mr. Jiang, the cultural and entertainment director of the second grade, still had a bundle of papers under his armpit. When passing by, he told Ji Fengchi to remember to go to the art building to try the piano on weekends, and take a look at the flowers there.

The monsoon is late.

"Are flowers planted on the top floor of the art building?" Shuli asked.

Ji Fengchi nodded, "Director Jiang planted it."

"I'm free on the weekend, can I go with you?" Shuli blinked, and then added, "It's nothing else, the main thing is to see the flowers."

Ji Fengchi paused for two seconds, looked at him sideways while walking, and asked with a smile, "Shuli, do you know that sometimes 'looking at flowers' doesn't just mean 'looking at flowers'?"

Shuli was at a loss: "What?"

Ji Fengchi stopped talking, but returned the stool to Shuli at the gate of Class 5, "I will be here at four o'clock on Sunday afternoon."

The people in class 5 who were preparing for the art festival made an appointment to practice dance together for two days on the weekend. Shuli deliberately spared time on Sunday afternoon, and arrived at the school gate before four o'clock.

After waiting for a few minutes, I saw a black car approaching.The car stopped at the school gate, Ji Fengchi got out of the car, said something to the people in the car, and then closed the door.

Ji Fengchi wore a black coat today, and he looked even more dark-haired, fair-skinned, and handsome, and his figure was tall and calm when he walked.Shuli stayed where she was, watching him walk towards her with a smile.

Before Ji Fengchi approached, a person suddenly jumped off the car parked behind him.It was a young-looking woman, wearing a simple black dress with bare shoulders, fair skin, and rattling high-heeled shoes.

Ji Fengchi quickly turned around and stopped her, "Why did you come down? Aren't you in a hurry to go to the orchestra?"

"Oh, little Chi, don't stop me, let me have a look..." The boy is tall, and the woman puts her head up, trying to see Shuli's face clearly over Ji Fengchi's shoulder, "Just one glance, soon."

Facing the sudden situation, Shuli was a little dazed.

Ji Fengchi showed a helpless expression that Shuli had never seen before, "I told you I'm not a girl, and I'm not dating...Mom!"

The woman finally found an opening to slip out of Ji Fengchi's arm.She is wearing elegant and dignified hair, but her expression is not very dignified. A beautiful face is full of smiles, "Ah! He is really a boy, he looks good..."

Shuli blinked and smiled obediently, "Auntie is also pretty."

"What should you do if you are reckless and scare Fengchi's classmate?" Putting one hand on the woman's waist, the man whose eyebrows looked somewhat similar to Ji Fengchi apologized to Shuli helplessly: "Little classmate, I'm sorry." gone."

"Isn't it because Xiao Chi stopped me, I just want to take a look."

Shi Qiuyi reprimanded and turned to Shuli again.Probably because she has been well protected all the time, she always has a lovely naivety about her, and she even speaks softly, "This classmate, Xiao Chi rarely invites people out to play, you You must have a good relationship with him, then do you know—”

Ji Fengchi helped Fu's forehead, couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Dad..."

"Okay, okay, I've seen people, I've said hello, if I don't leave, I'm going to be late." Ji Xuan took his wife and walked out, not forgetting to wink at his son.

Ji Fengchi sighed and said to Shuli, "Let's go."

After such a distance, I can still hear Ji Xuan swearing in a low voice, Qiu Yi dared to run so fast in high heels, Shuli laughed, "It turns out that Teacher Shi, a well-known pianist, is like this in private."

Ji Fengchi glanced at Shuli's teasing eyebrows, and said, "You look a lot like her."

"Where is it like?"

"They're all very noisy."

Shuli retorted: "Obviously they are very cute." He said with emotion, "Auntie is so cute, so she raised such a cute son like you."

Ji Fengchi paused slightly, "I thought you would think I was boring."

"How could it be?" Shuli didn't look at Ji Fengchi when she spoke.He stared ahead, with a smile on his lips, there seemed to be a clear stream of water in his eyes, and his voice was soft and sweet, "You are definitely the cutest person in the world in my eyes."

作者有话要说:感谢在2021-04-3016:15:17~2021-05-0112:19:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of lotus seeds;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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