I made the object green after respawn

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Lu Meng always felt that Wen Jiu was a little cold towards her recently. Since she proposed to "break up" and Wen Jiu told her that she was going to transfer schools, it seemed that they didn't even talk much.

In addition, she has been dragged by Xue Qingqing to dance rehearsals recently, and she doesn't meet Wen Jiu many times, and sometimes she doesn't have a chance to talk at all.

Tomorrow is the weekend, Lu Meng is going to ask Wen Jiu when to help her clean.

As soon as she got up, before she could go out, Xue Qingqing grabbed her sleeve and pulled it out.

While tugging, she greeted others: "Let's go, let's go, the next class is physical education, let's go to rehearse!"

When the only girls who participated heard this, they screamed bitterly.

Even Yu Qingfeng, who is so upright and upright, couldn't help crying: "My God, I suddenly want to run him 800 meters on the playground!"

"Persevere, we are the first show, so don't be sloppy."

Xue Qingqing stood at the door and watched them walk out of the classroom one by one.

Lu Meng, who was forced to stand with her at the door to supervise, shook off the sleeves that were being grabbed, and asked her inexplicably: "Why do you grab me by the sleeves when everyone walks by themselves? "

"It's not because you are the best at running. Every time you rehearse, you have too many things to do. You go to the toilet or go to smoke. Every time you go, it takes ten, twenty, ten minutes. Watching you all the time!"

After speaking, the hand holding her sleeve tightened a little more.

"Oh yes, I saw you and Zhang Siliang on the top floor yesterday, you said you are so afraid of the cold, it would be nice to stay in the dance classroom with the air conditioner on, you have to run outside." Xue Qingqing added.

Lu Meng subconsciously looked at Wen Jiu when she mentioned Zhang Siliang.

It's a damn conditioned reflex.

After everyone walked out, Xue Qingqing dragged Lu Meng to the dance classroom together.

When they arrived, there happened to be rehearsals by senior high school seniors, so Lu Meng and the others could only stand aside first.

Because every class in the art festival has a show, the rehearsal room is often crowded with people, but except for Lu Meng and her class who have a little more people, other shows are basically two or three people, at most four .

As soon as they came, the already not spacious rehearsal room seemed even more crowded.

Lu Meng took advantage of this gap to go out and send a message to Wen Jiu to ask about something she hadn't asked just now.

Just before the message was sent out, Jiang Qianqian came over and said to her, "Xiaomeng, Wen Jiu asked me to tell you that she will go home this week, so you don't have to go."

"Oh..." Lu Meng deleted the message he just typed word by word.

"Okay, Xiaomeng, come in quickly, it's our turn."

As soon as Lu Meng took out the cigarette, Xue Qingqing called him back.

Jiang Qianqian plugged in her mobile phone, turned on the music for them, and then squatted in front of the mirror holding Xue Qingqing's mobile phone to record a video for them.

After the first dance, Xue Qingqing quickly clicked on the video to watch it.

Counting it, they have been practicing for a week, the dance itself is not difficult, what is rare is their neatness.

"Little Meng, why are you so absent-minded?" Xue Qingqing pointed to Lu Meng on the screen and showed her, "If you really can't make big moves, you can make small moves, but you must never give up empty shooting."

"If it doesn't work, I won't participate."

After Lu Meng finished speaking, Xue Qingqing was stunned for a moment. Although Lu Meng was more casual, he was definitely not that kind of willful person.

"It's okay, Xiaomeng, there is still time, let's hurry up and practice more, don't you remember all the movements, you have to believe in yourself, you are behind anyway, if you really can't remember, just look at me." Standing Yu Qingfeng in front turned around and said.

Lu Meng also knew that what she said just now was wrong, and now she has realized it. She smiled slightly and said, "Well, I just said it, and I will work hard. Let's do it again, shall we?"

When the music played again, Lu Meng shook his head, cleared his thoughts, and devoted himself to it.

This time it was much better. When watching the video again, everyone was very serious, and the movements were basically in rhythm.

"Okay, very good, keep it up," Xue Qingqing said: "There is also our expression, everyone must smile, this is a passionate and energetic dance, don't just listen to the music and get stuck His expression is so serious."

"Got it, Coach Xue~" everyone booed.

"Very good, put your enthusiasm into it, come on, let's do it again!"

down again.

"Look, look, how good-looking it is when you smile, it's just the width of the corner of the mouth, it can be bigger."

Lu Meng felt that Xue Qingqing's "teacher" was much better than Wen Jiu's, and she basically praised her, and then made a little request, so that everyone would not think that her request was too much and annoying, so it was easier to accept and approve.

Unlike when she was practicing guitar before, she was never praised or said. She could not press the strings tightly, and if she played a note loosely, Wen Jiu's voice would immediately sound, saying that she was playing cotton, which was simply harsh.

No matter how much she complained, how much she cried, Wen Jiu would block her with the phrase "Strict teachers make good students".

"Then let's keep this enthusiasm and do it again?"

Lu Meng instantly retracted her previous thoughts.

She feels a little too much now, and the sentence she has heard most recently is probably "do it again".

But there is no way. Although they have been in the dance classroom for a long time, most of the time is spent waiting. It is finally their turn. Of course, they have to grasp every minute and every second.

Everyone knows this in their hearts, so even if they don't want to dance anymore, no one will take the initiative to take a break.

However, just as Jiang Qianqian put on the music, she was pressed to pause, and a junior high school senior stood by her phone and looked at them impatiently and said, "No, junior, you have danced this three times, half a class You have already finished dancing, do we need to practice anymore?"

"Sister, let's dance one last time, okay?" Xue Qingqing said.

"Do you think we have a lot of time?" After finishing speaking, the senior sister unplugged Jiang Qianqian's cell phone and plugged it directly into her own.

Can't afford to offend and can only compromise, Xue Qingqing went to take the mobile phone, stood in the corner and complained in a low voice: "Where can't they practice singing? Do they have to come to the dance studio? Can't they sing with an accompaniment in the dormitory! "

"That's right, look at them, they are vicious, not friendly at all, and don't love the juniors, unlike senior Zhang Siliang." Jiang Qianqian also echoed in a low voice.

"It's okay, let's wait, anyway, there is no one behind, just right, everyone should also rest," Yu Qingfeng said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the dance studio was pushed open, and several senior girls from the second year of high school came over.

Xue Qingqing looked at the people rushing in and felt that they were pushed into a corner.

There were more and more people, and the already closed space became even more stuffy. In addition, Lu Meng just felt like he couldn't breathe because he had just danced three times.

After informing Yu Qingfeng, she went out alone to breathe.

As soon as he walked out of the dance classroom, Lu Meng ran into Zhang Siliang.

"Want to smoke?" Zhang Siliang asked.

"Yeah." Lu Meng nodded, actually didn't want to smoke, just wanted to come out to breathe fresh air.

"I'll go with you." Zhang Siliang said.

"Don't you have to rehearse?"

Zhang Siliang looked sideways at the dance classroom: "It's okay, there are too many people inside now, and it's not our turn, let's go."

Lu Meng didn't refuse any more, and the two went up to the rooftop together.

Coming out of the air-conditioned classroom all of a sudden, Lu Meng couldn't help shivering before his body got used to the outside temperature.

Zhang Siliang untied his scarf and put it around Lu Meng's neck and said: "Look at you, you don't take off your coat when you turn on the air conditioner, you will know how cold it is when you come out, you, you, every time so."

Lu Meng looked down at the scarf, and suddenly remembered that when she went out to meet Wen Jiu in the last school singer competition, she wrapped her own scarf around her neck like this.

Although she is very afraid of the cold, Lu Meng doesn't like wearing scarves at all, and she doesn't like wearing high-necked clothes. She always feels that she can't breathe after her neck is covered, even if other places are covered tightly, but for the neck She would rather just expose it to the air naked.

"What's wrong? You haven't slowed down yet, are you stupid?" Seeing Lu Meng standing there in a daze, Zhang Siliang asked aloud.

"It's okay," Lu Meng lit a cigarette, "I was thinking... Senior sister's scarf doesn't look like the kind of machine-woven scarf you bought outside, but it looks like it was hand-woven. Lin Jing knitted it for you, right?" ?”

Zhang Siliang opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Lu Meng continued: "Look at the size of the stitches, it should be the first time weaving, and it's intentional, no wonder you still have to take it with you even if you don't keep warm. "

"However, Senior Sister, you put her on me now. If Lin Jing finds out about this, how sad she will be."

After speaking, he sighed softly, his expression was as if she had knitted the scarf, extremely aggrieved.

Seeing that she finally stopped, Zhang Siliang hurriedly explained: "This scarf is from last year. I got up late in the morning and took this in a hurry. I will buy you a new one later. It's so cold on your neck. It’s still out there every day.”

Lu Meng shrugged. She didn't care who wove the scarf or when it was woven, but she just wanted to make Zhang Siliang sick.

With more and more contacts, Lu Meng found that Zhang Siliang was far worse than she imagined. She really couldn't figure out how blind she was to ruin her first love and five years of youth in such a place. hand.

"Have you told Lin Jing, when are you going to confess to her?"

After struggling for long enough, Lu Meng just wanted to end it quickly.

"She is now in her third year of high school and is about to take the college entrance examination. I... want to wait until she finishes the college entrance examination." Zhang Siliang said.

"Finish the college entrance examination? What about me?"

Lu Meng couldn't believe it. She sent a message to Zhang Siliang to tell her after she said "breakup" to Wen Jiu that day, in order to stimulate her to confess to Lin Jing quickly so that she could end all this earlier.

After Zhang Siliang came to confess to her, she didn't interfere with her, forcing her to break up with Lin Jing.

Today was the first time she asked that question.

But what she heard was this kind of answer, half a year before the college entrance examination, Zhang Siliang said such a thing, whether he was overconfident or crazy.

"I'm afraid that if I hurt her, it will affect her college entrance examination. I promise you, I will tell you as soon as she finishes the college entrance examination." Zhang Siliang eagerly took Lu Meng's hand, with a struggling and helpless expression on his face.

Lu Meng shook off her hand, and said indifferently: "You can do this if you want to, then I won't make things difficult for you."

When Zhang Siliang thought she was really talking about Lu Meng, she continued: "However, I still think you should like Lin Jing more, otherwise you wouldn't be so considerate of her, and wouldn't be so reluctant. Since that's the case, Then you should stay with her well, and don't come to me again in the future, and don't make it look like I am destroying your relationship in the end, and I am an intervening person."

After speaking, Lu Meng didn't give Zhang Siliang another chance to speak, and left alone.

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