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Chapter 81 81. Extra Story 3: If Campus Line

Lucheng has only been established for two years, and there are not many students. The two grades add up to only about [-], which is more than half of a grade compared to the old famous schools like No. [-] Middle School. However, the school is still working hard to build new teaching buildings and canteens. Waiting for a place, because when the results of the first session come out a year later, there will definitely be a lot more people who will sign up. After all, there is still a threshold, and those who can come to the sixth middle school have good grades.

Yan You is a commuter student, and their home is not far away. Li Jialiang will drive her to school every morning. There is no exception, because the No. 500 Middle School is not on flat ground, but has a [-]-meter slope. It's also time-consuming, so it's not as convenient as sending your daughter up directly.

On a Wednesday morning in April, Yan Yu got out of the car and waved to Li Jialiang: "Dad, please drive carefully."

"Father knows." Li Jialiang also waved his hand, "Study well in class and listen to the teacher."

"rest assured."

After Yan Che finished speaking, he turned around and entered the school gate.

As soon as you enter through the gate, there is a new library on the right, but it is still early at this point, the workers have not started construction, and it is quiet, but the further you go, the more lively it is, and it is about to go to self-study in the morning. The students basically This is the point to go to the classroom.

Just turning a corner, I happened to see Tao Yiqiao and Song Jingbai.

"Youche!" Song Jingbai took the lead and took Yanyou's arm, and asked with a smile, "It's Wednesday today, you're going to the broadcasting room, can you play Jay Chou's song again?"

Yan Che smiled brightly: "If you beg me, I will let you go."

Tao Yiqiao said: "Jingbai! Don't beg her! Let's have more backbone!"

Song Jingbai shook Yan Che's hand, "I beg you, Cheese~~~"

"Hello there, Song Jingbai!"

The three talked and laughed to the classroom and returned to their seats.

Their seats are separated, the height is higher, and the back is a little bit behind, but there are only about [-] people in the huge classroom, and two fifths of the space is vacant, and there is nowhere behind. go.

Wednesday is early self-study for Chinese class.

The Chinese teacher is Zhao Xiaolin. She is a female teacher who just graduated from the normal school. She has a gentle temper and always has a smile on her face. She is also quite aggressive in class. Everyone likes Chinese class very much.

As soon as Zhao Xiaolin came in, he interrupted everyone's reading aloud: "I have some good news. We will watch a movie tonight. I have already discussed with Mr. Sun. His self-study tonight will be transferred to the later evening, so tonight I watched this movie in all three of my classes, and some of you must have seen it, but that’s okay, you can all watch it again.”

"Wow!"

"Teacher, you are so beautiful today!"

"I love watching movies!"

Zhao Xiaolin gave a "tsk" sound: "Is today beautiful?"

The students laughed together and said "no".

"Okay, let's continue." Zhao Xiaolin clapped his hands, "In case the director finds out that we have no sound here, it will be terrible."

So someone deliberately chanted classical Chinese aloud, and the room was noisier than before.

Yan Che's book was placed on the table, occasionally glanced at the side, and kept reading, as if he was reciting seriously.

In fact, only she knew what she was looking at when she raised her eyes a few times.

It was the profile of Xie Lingsheng.

Xie Lingsheng was two rows ahead of her, and she was leaning against the leftmost window, while she was leaning against the right wall, separated by many people.

The weather in April is just right, the sun has not risen for a long time at this point, and the curtains have to be closed after two classes, otherwise the sun will make people unable to see the blackboard clearly.

The trees outside the window are green and lush, and the sky is clear and cloudless.

Xie Lingsheng lowered her head slightly, expressionless, her eyes kept falling on the Chinese document in front of her, her profile was clean and soft.

What is different from others is that she just watched quietly without opening her mouth, but no one will doubt her memory, because she is always the first person who can recite the full text, and because she is always the No. 1.

Yan Che silently withdrew his gaze and continued to recite "Red Cliff Fu".

The two periods before the big break were math classes, and everyone was drowsy. When the teacher left, many people immediately fell asleep on the table to catch up.

Yan Che wasn't too sleepy, so she got up and went to the broadcasting room. First, she announced today's date and weather, and then played Jay Chou's song that Song Jingbai wanted to hear.

When she came out of the broadcasting room and passed the teacher's office, she glanced in and saw Xie Lingsheng again.

Xie Lingsheng was wearing a school uniform, standing upright, still listening to old man Li with his head down slightly, and still expressionless, looking very indifferent.

Yan Yougui stopped in his tracks when he turned the corner.

In the end, he happened to meet Ji Hefeng who was returning from playing basketball downstairs.

Ji Hefeng is in a different direction from her class. The two met through playing games. Seeing Yan Che standing here, Ji Hefeng walked over with a smile: "Where are you standing for punishment? Yan Che."

Ji Hefeng's classmate looked at the two of them ambiguously, and then patted him on the shoulder: "I'm going back to the classroom first, Brother Feng."

Yan You yawned: "What is the penalty for standing? Will I be punished for standing?"

"If you were caught in an Internet cafe before..." Ji Hefeng directly broke the stage.

Speechless, he interrupted him: "Okay, okay, I'm going back to the classroom."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to turn around when she saw Xie Lingsheng passing by beside her.

Ji Hefeng's eyes lingered on Yan Jue and Xie Lingsheng's body for a while, and raised his brows slightly: "Aren't you going to catch up?"

"What are you chasing?" Yan Che rolled his eyes at him, "Speak well and don't expose me indiscriminately."

"OK OK."

"I'm back in the classroom too."

There were people coming and going at the corner, Yan You followed behind Xie Lingsheng, but kept a certain distance.

She likes Xie Lingsheng, only Ji Hefeng knows, and Ji Hefeng has been "instituting" her to chase Xie Lingsheng, but how dare she have that.

That's the sound of thank you.

They have been classmates for almost two years, and they haven't said much, so they chase after...?

Thinking about this, Yan Che didn't notice that Xie Lingsheng had stopped at all, and it was too late to react, because her forehead had already hit the back of Xie Lingsheng's head.

Yan Che: "..."

Yan Yu immediately took a step back, looked at Xie Lingsheng and said, "I'm sorry, Xie Lingsheng, I was too obsessed with thinking about it just now."

Xie Lingsheng looked at her with calm eyes, her beautiful lips parted: "It's okay."

Yan Che grinned: "That's good."

Xie Lingsheng: "Yes."

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward, Yan You grabbed the hem of his school uniform, and then pointed in the direction of the classroom: "Let's go, class is about to start, the next class is Old Man Li's class."

"Okay." Xie Lingsheng's eyelashes fluttered.

Yan Che's heart was raised.

Help.

She and Xie Lingsheng had a conversation today.

But after walking a few steps, Xie Lingsheng spoke again, beyond Yan Che's expectation.

"Yan Che." Xie Ling called out her name.

Yan Che's footsteps stopped again, and he turned his head to look at Xie Lingsheng: "What's wrong?"

"You..." Xie Lingsheng curled up his knuckles, "Is there anything you don't know?"

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