School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

That afternoon, Wen Wenyao found Qin Ruixi.

It seems that Qin Ruixi is in a good mood now, sitting opposite Wen Wenyao, and secretly glances at Wen Wenyao from time to time.

"Why are you all right in class F today?"

The indifferent expression on Wen Wenyao's face indicated that she was not joking with Qin Ruixi.

"Class F is still the same. If you don't wear a school uniform, the deduction of points is also a matter of course."

"Where is Song Nanqiao? What reason did you use to deduct her points?"

"Who told you that?"

Hearing this, the expression on Qin Ruixi's face started to look bad. It is impossible for people in Class F to complain to Wen Wenyao. Report.

"It seems to be true." Wen Wenyao took a sip of tea and glanced at Qin Ruixi. There was no emotion in his tone, but it made Qin Ruixi shudder.

"Accept the punishment, I will report to the above, and I will not come to the next meeting."

He really shouldn't have been kept in the first place.

"Why?" Qin Ruixi suddenly became a little excited, put his hands on the desk, and stood up straight away, looking straight at Wen Wenyao with his eyes.

"I don't understand! Why do you help her, what does she think about you, you don't understand at all, I have known you for so long, and you actually punish me for her? "

Qin Ruixi never thought that Wen Wenyao would directly remove him.

In his eyes, Song Nanqiao is a good-for-nothing who knows nothing. He blasphemes Wen Wenyao with lies about loving Wen Wenyao. Not only is Wen Wenyao not angry, but he even helps her speak. The world is really in chaos. , Qin Ruixi felt that his kindness had been fed to the dogs.

"Please be quiet, this is my office, if you make too much noise, I will have to ask you out."

Wen Wenyao didn't pay attention to the angry Qin Ruixi. Compared with the angry Qin Ruixi, she was more inclined to feel sorry for the wronged Song Nanqiao.

"But……"

"Sorry, please leave my office, no delivery."

The expression on Wen Wenyao's face is the best expression of chasing a guest, and Qin Ruixi also felt it.

From today onwards, there is no room for relaxation between them, and a deep and long rift has opened up.

"Well, you'll regret it..."

Qin Ruixi tugged on his bow tie. He will not let Song Nanqiao go, and he will make Wen Wenyao regret that he didn't cherish him.

Then, with a loud bang, the door slammed and went out.

Wen Wenyao didn't mind at all, he took a sip of weak tea, it would be better to leave, to save her more trouble, Qin Ruixi made a lot of mistakes in the past few years in the student union, all of which were It was a very low-level mistake, and when the students were dissatisfied, it was Wen Wenyao who apologized on behalf of the students.

But just now, Wen Wenyao noticed what Qin Ruixi said, "You don't even know what she thinks about you."

What does Song Nanqiao have in mind for him?

Suddenly, I couldn't figure it out. I felt that Song Nanqiao had always been polite to him, and sometimes he was a little rusty. Wen Wenyao really didn't see what Song Nanqiao had in mind for him. This successful piqued her curiosity.

You have to get in touch more in the future.

Wen Wenyao made a convenient call, it was to his deskmate.

"Is there a problem?"

After seeing Qin Ruixi returning to the classroom at the same table, he hid on the balcony. Now he dare not go to see Qin Ruixi, but Wen Wenyao just happened to call him again.

"You are doing me a favor."

"You said."

"Song Nanqiao from Class F, help me take care of her. If anything happens to her, just call me. Also, help me watch Qin Ruixi."

Wen Wenyao was still worried that if Qin Ruixi desperately went to find trouble with Song Nanqiao, and sometimes she couldn't come forward in time, she had to ask someone to watch over her, so she could rest assured.

Wen Wenyao now regards Song Nanqiao as a vulnerable group.

Unconsciously, they will protect each other.

"Uh, okay."

After hanging up the phone at the same table, I felt a little puzzled, Wen Wenyao actually asked her to help take care of someone?

. . . . . . . . .

night.

When Song Nanqiao was still studying in his own class at night, he heard a burst of discussion.

"Go and see the criticism at the entrance of the teaching building. Qin Ruixi has been dismissed."

"I heard that the reason was abuse of power and bullying classmates."

"Sorrow (gan) heart (de) disease (piao) madness (liang)"

Qin Ruixi was dismissed?

Song Nanqiao stopped her pen. When she heard the news, the first thing she thought of was Wen Wenyao. Is Wen Wenyao helping her?

"Host, look how much the hostess loves you and even supports you."

"Actually, I prefer to clean him up myself."

Sigh, what a pity.

"Do you want to find a chance to thank the heroine?"

"That's unnecessary. Qin Ruixi was abusing his power and deducting points blindly." Song Nanqiao vetoed the proposal.

There is still a class in the evening self-study. Song Nanqiao looked at her weekly exam paper, 135 in mathematics, 125 in English, 108 in Chinese, 274 in comprehensive science, adding up to 642. She is now the first in the class. Her score is also good in class B He is considered an upper class student, but Class A is still a little behind.

It seems that you still have to work hard. Sure enough, no matter how talented you are, you still need to spend time practicing. This result is still fifty or sixty points behind my previous college entrance examination results.

When the last evening self-study get out of class was about to end, Wen Wenyao was waiting for Song Nanqiao at the door. She wanted to go to the playground with Song Nanqiao. In order not to cause a sensation, she also specially brought a mask and sunglasses so that no one would be there. I found out it was me.

She was not afraid of losing face by standing with Song Nanqiao, but she was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to Song Nanqiao. She was very afraid of meeting a lunatic like Qin Ruixi again and hurting Song Nanqiao.

Of course, Song Nanqiao, who was sitting in the first row, recognized her at a glance. Now that her homework was almost done, Song Nanqiao stopped writing and quickly packed her things.

Wen Wenyao was at the door of class f, it was too dangerous.

Before get out of class was over, Song Nanqiao asked for a leave of absence. The monitor of Class F saw Song Nanqiao's good grades, and let her out without saying anything.

"How did you come."

Song Nanqiao took the initiative to hold Wen Wenyao's hand this time, and he kept thinking in his heart: Don't be seen by others... The heroine's face is too dangerous.

But Wen Wenyao obediently shrank his hand into Song Nanqiao's palm, and actually took the initiative to pull his own hand, which is really rare.

"Let's go to the playground, can we?" Wen Wenyao got a little closer to Song Nanqiao, and she took the initiative to hold Song Nanqiao's hand. Song Nanqiao was a little taller than her.

When Wen Wenyao approached, Song Nanqiao felt the strange fragrance again, and then he felt a soft touch on his arm, so scared that Song Nanqiao quickly pulled his hand back.

After withdrawing his hand, Song Nanqiao's report card fell to the ground.

Wen Wenyao took the initiative to bend down to help Song Nanqiao pick it up.

"Do you have your transcript?"

"Ah."

"Can I have a look?"

When Wen Wenyao got the report card, he turned the report card to the back. He didn't check it as he wanted, but asked Song Nanqiao first.

It's a very comfortable gesture, really polite.

"can."

Song Nanqiao didn't care, Wen Wenyao just looked at each other.

With Song Nanqiao's permission, Wen Wenyao turned over the report card carefully, and saw the total score of 642 at first glance.

Wen Wenyao was surprised.

Song Nanqiao is in class F. She thought her grades were not that good, but unexpectedly, she got such a high score, which is simply unbelievable. There is no problem with this grade in class B.

"Why are you in Class F?"

With this kind of result, even if you are unlucky and can't get into class b, you should at least be in class c. How could you be in class f?

"The grades in the high school entrance examination are poor, and now my goal is class A."

"You want to enter class a?" Wen Wenyao's pupils lit up. If Song Nanqiao came to class a, they could stay together often.

"I can help you write a letter of recommendation." Wen Wenyao had a bold idea in his heart.

"No, I'll get in by myself." She politely declined Wen Wenyao's offer, but in fact, she couldn't guarantee that she could keep up with the progress 100% in class a.

"Ok."

Knowing that Song Nanqiao has a lot of self-esteem, Wen Wenyao chose to respect her decision. If Song Nanqiao can really pass the exam, she will be happier.

"If you don't mind, I can give you a lecture."

She hopes to help Song Nanqiao.

"Ah."

After the two reached an agreement, Wen Wenyao took her by the hand and took her to go around the playground. The school playground is quite big, and Song Nanqiao hadn't been here much except for the exercise between classes. The moonlight is very bright now. Well, the two of them went out early again, and there was no one on the playground, so they were here to enjoy a moment of peace.

By the moonlight, Song Nanqiao could see Wen Wenyao's exquisite face, which was small and had a nice jaw line.Smile is very gentle, very beautiful.

In her previous life, in the upper class, she had seen everything about fat, swallows and thin, but the face she saw now shocked her even more.

beautiful……

Wen Wenyao seemed to have noticed Song Nanqiao's gaze, she was a little shy and didn't turn her head back, but her mood became better and better, she felt that she was getting close to him.

so happy……

Suddenly, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Wen Wenyao's cell phone rang too.

Wen Wenyao took it out and saw that it was the driver calling, and get out of class was over now.

"Miss, I'm waiting for you at the gate."

"it is good."

She hung up the phone and reluctantly glanced at Song Nanqiao.

"Is someone coming to pick you up?"

"Ah."

Wen Wenyao suddenly buried his head in Song Nanqiao's arms, wrapped his arms around Song Nanqiao's neck, and rubbed against Song Nanqiao's arms.

"I miss you..."

"I can see you tomorrow." Song Nanqiao touched Wen Wenyao's hair helplessly. It's not that he couldn't see her, it was just a short separation for a day.

"Then...you have to wait for me tomorrow night..."

Wen Wenyao raised his head, with mist in his eyes, and said in a coquettish tone.

"Okay, I will come out early and wait for you."

"Goodbye then."

Wen Wenyao came out of her arms, carried her schoolbag, and waved to Song Nanqiao with a happy expression on her face.