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Wen Yu rubbed his nose uncomfortably, "I think you were afraid of her like that before?"

"It's not fear, it's respect." Speaking of this, Fang Yang is excited, "I have never fallen out of the top three in the exam, and I am still strong in sports. The most important thing is that face!"

Fang Yang suddenly turned his head and whispered next to her ear as if saying a secret, "It's good to see that there are girls who have confessed to her."

"What's so special about a girl's confession." Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled twice, and he pushed Fang Yang away, "What about the competition, isn't she very good?"

"It's not very good, it's super good! The math class representative of our class, you know, the one who was only 3 points away from you in the monthly math test last time, she was pulled by more than 20 points in the competition test by Song Qiulin."

"That's why she can't do it."

"The class represents the second place in the test."

Wen Yu closed her mouth quietly, staring at her toes and walking slowly.

This physical education class of Class [-] was closed with the experimental class upstairs. Because the bell was about to ring, a few slow-moving ones hurried up the stairwell and jumped up two steps in a hurry. Wen Yu heard hurried footsteps behind him, Immediately, he consciously gave way to the side, but the person behind him just happened to be so good, and he also drilled in that direction.

"Eh! Be careful!"

Zhang Youyuan is a sports committee member. He was supposed to go to the playground to prepare equipment 5 minutes earlier than others, but he accidentally fell asleep and missed the time in the last class, so he hurriedly ran on the stairs.

"Wen Yu!" Fang Yang walked in front of Wen Yu, and subconsciously turned around when he heard the voice behind him, just in time to see Wen Yu lose his center of gravity and smash down.

Don't look at the expression of "I'm more than the sky" always on Wen Yu's face, but as her deskmate and friend, Fang Yang knows too well how weak this girl's motor cells are, and she doesn't even expect Wen Yu to stand up. Steady feet, I just hope that when she falls, she can consciously avoid the vital parts.

"呲-"

The sound of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the ground was extremely ear-piercing. Wen Yu slowly opened his closed eyes, only to realize that someone had quickly grabbed her arm in the situation just now.

The thin white forearm has a few blue veins on the inside due to the movement of grabbing the arm, the slender knuckles end with neatly trimmed nails, and there is a black leather watch on the wrist.

This watch looks so familiar...

"It's alright."

Wen Yu was weak, and Song Qiulin followed her as soon as he pulled her. He didn't stop the car, and hit the person with his head.

Song Qiulin was already taller than her, but now he stood one step higher than her, and the position of her head became a bit subtle.

The tip of the nose is the faint smell of this person's school uniform, lemon mixed with sage, very refreshing.

I don't know why my head suddenly recalled what Fang Yang said just now, about Song Qiulin being confessed by a girl. Wen Yu froze for a few seconds, and immediately bounced back as if he had touched something dirty.

Song Qiulin was treated with this attitude towards the plague more than once, and she didn't care, "It seems that there is no problem."

The culprit who hit someone just now came out to apologize, "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't see the way. I will compensate you for what you dropped."

It was only then that Wen Yu noticed that most of the snacks in his pocket had been thrown out, and the sole of his feet was a piece of crushed candy...

Wen Yu raised his eyelids to look at Zhang Youyuan. Seeing that she was sincere in apologizing, she didn't care too much. He squatted down and roughly picked up the things that fell out, "Forget it."

Zhang Youyuan hadn't had time to take back her outstretched hand, but she had already disappeared in the stairway, and she turned her head innocently, "Did I offend her? Her expression stinks."

Tang Yi gave her a self-seeking look. Although there was nothing about Wen Yu that they would be afraid of, her rumored boyfriend Jiang Jiang was not easy to mess with.

"Will Jiang Jiang beat me into a pig's head like he beat that gangster from class [-]?"

"Take care." Tang Yi patted her on the shoulder and walked down.

Zhang Youyuan had no choice but to turn his eyes to Song Qiulin for help, "Sister Song...help me, I only have this face left, I don't want to become a pig."

Song Qiulin put one hand in his pocket, and in his left hand, he held a piece of beef he picked up at some time in Zhang Youyuan's palm, "You deserve it if you beat me up."

"Heart of stone!"

……

A class of physical education teachers asked for leave today, and one teacher from class four led two classes. Before the physical education class, he would organize two laps, teach half of the class and the rest of the half of free activities.

Wen Yu skillfully found a big tree with dense leaves and sat down against it. While eating snacks, he watched with relish the people in the two classes running out of breath.

Among the group of ferocious faces, there was only one slender figure, who was relaxed and calm.

Relying on himself to hide in the shadow of the leaves, Wen Yu looked upright at the legendary figure Fang Yang was talking about.

After running two laps on the 400-meter playground, I didn't seem to be panting at all. Every step was still firm and powerful, my back was straight, and my long neckline pulled out a beautiful arc. In the school pants, you can still see a good body proportion.

She has the appearance of a popular lover, but her eyes are always indifferent.

When we first met, Wen Yu felt that Song Qiulin was good-looking, but it was only out of pure appreciation.

Being confessed by a girl or something... It's an exaggeration.

She bit the beef cubes in her mouth and made unconscious chewing movements, but her thoughts did not know where the running figure flew, until a pair of hands shook in front of her eyes.

Slowly closing his eyelids twice, Wen Yu noticed that the lap was over.

"Can you help me get some clothes?" The other party handed the folded school uniform to his eyes.

The question was very polite, but the action of stuffing the clothes was very neat. Before Wen Yu could react, he was already sitting there holding the clothes like a fool.

Several girls in the distance turned their heads to them, probably talking about it, and Song Qiulin was the only one in the whole school who could use the bully Wen Yu as a clothes hanger with such peace of mind.

Wen Yu pinched the clothes with his fingers and rubbed them. It was quite soft to the touch, so he picked them up and put them in front of his nose and sniffed them. Just now on the stairs, he felt that this person's laundry detergent smelled good. What brand is it?

Grass!wrong!

She looks perverted now, what's the matter sitting in the public and smelling other people's clothes!

She quickly looked at the group of people who were doing stretching exercises with the physical education teacher, but they just happened to meet the owner of the clothes.

He still had an indifferent look on his face, but his eyes were sharp with insight into everything.

Wen Yu was so frightened that he threw away his clothes and covered his eyes with his right hand, pretending to be very uncomfortable in the sun.

"Wen Yu!"

Hearing a familiar voice, Wen Yu opened his squinted eyes.

"Here." The barbed wire behind her trembled.

There is a barbed wire fence between the playground and the outdoor basketball court. It is rare for Jiang Jiang, a senior in high school, to use the pretext of a basketball game to get out half a class early.

"Hello..." Wen Yu waved feebly at his smiling face that always seemed to be full of energy.

Jiang Jiang ran over the barbed wire fence with the ball in his arms. His sharp profile face was dripping with sweat after exercising, and his nose was a little wheezing. "Has my dad been home these two days?"

Wen Yu silently handed him a tissue, feeling slightly disgusted, "No."

"Thank you." Jiang Jiang wiped his sweat with a paper towel, took out a small dried fish from her arms and chewed it in his mouth, "Did Sister Ziyang tell you that she was going to a party in two days?"

"……said."

"You don't want to go?" Jiang Jiang still knew Wen Yu well, and he knew what she was thinking when he saw her bitter face, and patted her on the head amusedly, "Don't be nervous, it's old Jiang who shows off how much he has all day long Well-behaved and lovely little daughter, Aunt Song is only curious to meet you, nothing else."

Clever?cute?

In other words, this is the problem, Wen Yu is really afraid that he will become a habit of fucking people at school, and turn around and accidentally spit at that Aunt Song.

"Hey, Jiang Jiang, you're addicted to teasing the little girl, aren't you coming back?" The boy who was playing with Jiang Jiang behind him lay on the barbed wire fence and called him as if he was watching the show.

Jiang Jiang threw the ball over with his backhand, "What are you doing?"

"Go quickly." Wen Yu pushed him.

In fact, she didn't really want her relationship with Jiang Jiang to be known by too many people.

Even if the Jiang family accepted them and Jiang Jiacheng treated her as his own daughter, in the eyes of this group of people, her existence was not even as noble and elegant as an illegitimate daughter.

"Then I'll go first. Are you going to go shopping in the afternoon? I'll accompany you."

"No shopping." Live broadcast.

"Okay then, I need to find your brother, don't be bored all by yourself, let your brother feel the feeling of being needed by your sister."

"Understood, why are you more mother-in-law than my sister?"

After finally driving her away, Wen Yu sighed and turned around. At this time, half of the class had passed, and Fang Yang, who had regained his freedom, got out of the disbanded phalanx and strode towards her, followed by a group of F3.

Wen Yu handed over a bottle of mineral water, and the latter immediately raised his neck and gulped, "Hey, who owns your clothes."

"No one." Wen Yu glanced at Tang Yi, who was following Fang Yang, and asked her, "You and that class one..."

"Oh, I called a few people to play volleyball with Tang Yi, do you want to come and see?"

Before she could answer, the "nobody" had come over, crouched down and crossed her body to get the water on the other side.

Wen Yu hurriedly leaned back to avoid it, but he thought about what's wrong with this person, he had to lean over in such a sudden way every time he could help carry things that he could help with a squeak.

If it wasn't for Song Qiulin's politeness every time he spoke, Wen Yu could really think that she was deliberately picking on him.

"Come on, I can help you look at things by the way." Fang Yang said.

Wen Yu squinted at the person who was drinking water with his head up, but he was actually reluctant in his heart.

"Let's go together." Song Qiulin looked directly at her, and then wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with his curled index finger, his elegant posture was in stark contrast to the three Fang Yang panting like pugs next to him, "I will be very happy if you come to see her. "

?

Are you happy or not? It's none of my business?

Song Qiulin unscrewed the bottle cap, put the water bottle in her hand, then patted her on the shoulder, slightly pursed her thin lips, with a kind and familiar look, "Let's go."

In 10 minutes, the indoor volleyball court.

Wen Yu's face was paralyzed, his beautiful almond eyes were empty and lifeless.

She No.30 asked herself time and time again why she came here out of nowhere.