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Due to the group fight, the class teachers of the two classes demanded that the scripts prepared by the two classes be invalidated in order to ease the relationship between the students of the two classes.

After another preparation, the script was finally finalized and called "The Queen and the Mirror".

Chen Zhan didn't want to participate anymore, and Zhu Zhi also felt that it was not interesting, so he gave up altogether.

Zhang Ailin originally didn't want to participate in this event anymore, but she was forced by Zhou Zhou to choose a role in the end.

After some discussions, it was finally decided that Bu Congming and Xiao Hua would play the leading roles.

Xiaohua plays the queen when she was a child and grew up, and Bu Congming plays the mirror who helps the queen get power and money.

The two people who were originally extremely mismatched in everyone's eyes unexpectedly matched each other during rehearsal.

"Don't move!" Xiaohua shouted angrily.

Bu Congming scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Xiaohua, I can't help but move all the time. It's my fault. I will persevere."

Xiaohua glanced at Bu Congming's appearance, most of the anger in her heart had subsided, she lowered her voice, and said softly: "Hurry up, let's go eat ice, it's so hot."

With these words, Bu Congming endured all the discomfort in his body and kept standing on one leg for an hour.

Everyone nodded after seeing Bu Congming: "I didn't expect you to have such kung fu."

Bu Congming just smiled and said nothing.

Wang Sheng pointed his thumb at Xiao Hua not far away, and teased, "It's not because Xiao Hua secretly promised you some reward, right?"

The smile immediately froze on Bu Congming's face and gradually became ugly. Bu Congming said seriously: "No, Xiao Wang, don't make such jokes."

Wang Sheng patted Bu Congming's shoulder, bent down and picked up the basketball on the ground: "Got it, got it, let's go."

There was a tall man standing beside him, but he couldn't understand the displeasure on Bu Congming's face. Instead, he picked up half of what Wang Sheng had said, rubbed Bu Congming's ribs with his elbow, and said maliciously: "There is a situation. You said it earlier?"

"It's nothing, don't say that in the future." Bu Congming secretly glanced at Xiaohua from the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, Xiaohua was still laughing with friends around her, and didn't hear the conversation on the other end.

Xiaohua doesn't want others to know, Bu Congming has always regarded this order as an oracle.

It was like this a few years ago, and it is also like this now, carefully taking care of Xiao Hua's self-esteem, and not wanting Xiao Hua to feel sad because of hearing bad things from others.

"What's the matter, why does it seem like a different person all of a sudden?"

A serious expression appeared on Bu Congming's face, and the tall one thought it looked a little funny.

Bu Congming frowned: "It's ok, don't talk about it."

"You are like this, hiding it, as if something is wrong?"

"Come on, I'm really upset."

"Wait, no, no, have you already started the next step?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bu Congming's fist landed on the tall man's chin.

This punch was not light.The tall man faced him unpreparedly, and he leaned back directly, knocking down the chair behind him, and knocking on the table again, making a bang.

The tall one fell to the ground and shouted, "What are you doing?"

The people around looked over in response.

All eyes were on the tall man who fell to the ground, only Xiao Hua looked at Bu Congming who was standing opposite.

Since Xiao Hua had an impression of Bu Congming, this was the second time she saw Bu Congming angry.

She also walked over with the crowd surrounding her, and asked softly in doubt, "What's the matter?"

Bu Congming sighed and just shook his head: "It's okay."

"It's okay, you will hit him?" Xiao Hua didn't believe it.

The tall man who fell to the ground stubbornly threw away the arms supported by the people around him, and got up from the ground in embarrassment. The remaining anger in his heart had not dissipated, and he looked at the two standing together in front of him: "If you two get better, be generous." Fang told us, it’s not a sneaky thing, as for? Otherwise, you two really do these sneaky things?”

Bu Congming stared at him, clenched his fist and raised his hand, but was pulled down by Xiao Hua in time.

Seeing Xiao Hua's movements, the tall one was even more proud: "What's wrong? Was it hit?"

After Xiaohua patted Bu Congming's shoulder to show comfort, she put her eyes on the tall man and looked him up and down, and said disdainfully, "What does it have to do with you?"

Then, she looked around and said firmly: "Are there still many people who are curious? It's nothing, you guessed it right, we are together." After speaking, Xiaohua took Bu Congming's hand and intertwined with him. Interlocking.

His hand trembled slightly in Xiaohua's palm.

Some are because of the force just now, and some are because of the emotion in my heart.

Xiaohua is finally willing to admit her relationship with him in front of others.

Bu Congming didn't mention how happy he was, but he was still worried. He looked at Xiao Hua sideways, and asked timidly, "Xiao Hua, is this okay...?"

Bu Congming clearly understood why Xiao Hua was unwilling to tell others.

He knew that he was short and not good-looking, and he couldn't be regarded as a respected character in front of others. Bu Congming didn't mind everything about him. The only thing he was worried about was that Xiao Hua would suffer bad words from others. speech.

Bu Congming hopes that Xiao Hua can hold his hand firmly, and also hopes that Xiao Hua will never hold her hand in front of others.

"You are stupid, I am not a noble princess, but just an ordinary person."

Xiaohua smiled, revealing two lovely canine teeth, and there were faint tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Bu Congming shook his head, and hurriedly defended: "No, no, Xiaohua is just very beautiful and cute."

Xiaohua resisted the hot current that kept pouring up from her heart, like a stick in her throat, for a long time, all she could say was: "You are just stupid."

Bu Congming smiled shyly and embarrassedly, the facial features crowded together, making Xiaohua laugh again.

Her tears and the smile on the corner of her mouth bloomed at the same time.

Bu Congming's heart sank, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Xiaohua wiped the tears off her face with the back of her hand, sniffed her nose, and then looked into Bu Congming's eyes: "I did a good job before, thank you for forgiving me."

I wanted to hold back my tears, but the more I talked, the more tears I shed.

Xiao Hua's tears smashed Bu Congming's heart into pieces.

He didn't dare to let go of the hand he held tightly with Xiaohua, and at the same time wiped her tears at a loss: "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong with forgiving or not.

Xiaohua just wants to be prettier, there is no girl who doesn’t want to be prettier, I will work hard in the future, and buy you a lot of beautiful clothes, beautiful shoes, beautiful necklaces, beautiful bracelets, beautiful hairpins, and many, many beautiful things. "

Xiaohua couldn't cry anymore, and all the makeup on her face was wiped out. Accompanied by Bu Congming, the two left the classroom under the envious eyes of everyone.

The two walked for a long time, Zhou Zhou leaned on the corner of the table, Xiao Hua and Bu Congming were still in his mind, and he couldn't get back to his senses for a long time.

She recalled the various pasts that she and Xiaohua had experienced together. From the first encounter, they gradually became closer and closer, and then they turned against each other. Finally, because of Wang Xi's incident, the two became friends again.

It all seemed like it just happened yesterday.

Life is so changeable, so short.

"What will happen to me?" Zhou Zhou thought to himself.

She couldn't help thinking of Wei Chan's countless crying faces, and her heart felt bitter again.

"Perhaps I will be threatened by her for the rest of my life." Zhou Zhou sighed inwardly.

She understood that the so-called wish to go far away that she had promised herself was just a kind of self-deception.The softness in her heart always pulls her to forgive.

Conservation in the world, under forgiveness, only increases self-loathing.

Why... can't you do anything well?

"Zhou Zhou?" Meng Wenjun took the script and called Zhou Zhou several times before Zhou Zhou came back to his senses.

"Ah, sorry, I was distracted just now, sorry, can you please repeat what you just said?"

Meng Wenjun smiled, and imitated Zhou Zhou, leaning on the corner of the table next to him, and looked towards the front door of the classroom together with Zhou Zhou: "It's nothing, it's just the finishing work of the stage play."

Since Chen Zhan was angry and gave up the stage play, this burden naturally fell on Meng Wenjun.

"Ah, well, I'm really sorry I didn't listen to you carefully."

Meng Wenjun smiled in relief again, and said, "What's the matter?" He changed the topic, "Oh, yes, Zhou Zhou and Irene seem to have a good relationship. I never expected the influence of classmate Zhou. Seeing that Aileen also has new friends, I am really happy for Aileen in my heart."

"Student Meng Wenjun is a friend who has been with Arlene since childhood?" Zhou Zhou asked.

When the word "A Lin" was mentioned in her words, Meng Wenjun became vigilant again: "Yes, we have grown up together since we were young."

Zhou Zhou nodded and said, "That's very good, and I envy you two for so many years of friendship."

Meng Wenjun continued: "If Irene said something or did something that made Zhou Zhou feel uncomfortable, please forgive me. Her personality is just like that."

"Why? Arlene has always been fine." Zhou Zhou laughed.

For some reason, she was inexplicably hostile to Meng Wenjun in front of her, and felt a little uneasy.

"That's good. I just heard two or three complaints from Irene, and I thought you guys had some conflicts. I was supercilious."

Zhou Zhou barely maintained the smile on his face: "Why hasn't Arlene come to class these two days?"

After meeting Jiang Man that day, Zhang Ailin disappeared.

The phone is turned off, and the text message is not returned.

As time went by, Zhou Zhou's worries were magnified infinitely.

What is more intense is the sadness in her heart.

Was it because she had exposed Jiang Man's true colors and made her hate herself?

"I don't know either. I heard from Irene that she seems to be hiding from someone. Who is it? Forget it, let's not talk about it. Irene will be fine. I have class later, so I'm leaving first. Zhou Goodbye, Classmate Zhou."

"Goodbye."

Zhou Zhou drooped her head, and tapped out restless rhythms with her fingertips on the table. The classroom was empty, and she was the only one.

Who is it?

Is it Jiangman?

still me?