Dwarf and Snow White

"Xu Han, let us use the rehearsal room," the girl said in a loud voice, as if she was afraid that the other party would not borrow it, and added, "The practice room of our women's dance team is full, and it seems that your place is quite empty. , just borrow half an hour, and I will return the rehearsal room to you after the interviews with these freshmen."

In the next second, Ling Xing and several other first-year high school students followed this senior named Xu Han out of the rehearsal room.

Xu Han looked a little embarrassed, and laughed twice: "Let's find an empty classroom with no one there."

It was September, not long after school started.In Nanbin, a small southeast coastal city, no one would ever think that September is the golden autumn, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is midsummer in such a hot day.It was too hot. The weather forecast hanging downstairs in the dormitory said the temperature would be as high as 35 degrees today.A few people came out of the air-conditioned rehearsal room, wrapped in the oncoming heat, and it was unbearably hot. The boys held up the collars of their school uniforms to breathe, and the girls took the seniors just now. The leaflets distributed to them were folded and fanned like a fan.

Ling Xing was also sweating. He took out a tissue from his schoolbag, wiped off the sweat that had slid down his temples, and distributed the tissue to other students around him.

The short-haired girl walking beside Ling Xing took the paper: "I forgot to bring facial tissue to go out, hahaha I might be a fake girl."

Ling Xing smiled, revealing two shallow dimples.

Finding an empty classroom is easy. There is a row of mobile classrooms on the first floor of the teaching building. A group of six or seven people sat down in the classroom. Xu Han stood on the podium and, as the president, began to talk about the glorious history of their Pandora Drama Club.

Founded nearly ten years ago, it has been rated as an excellent student association in the city, won the first prize in the psychological drama competition for primary and secondary schools in the city, and participated in the provincial primary and secondary drama drama festival on behalf of the city...

It is not much different from what is stated in the leaflet.It's just that Ling Xing took a closer look at the flyer and found that these honors were all three or four years ago.

Naturally, others have discovered this and brought it up.

Xu Han may have expected that someone would ask this question, and smiled shiveringly: "The past honors are in the past, and the future of our drama club depends on everyone."

Jinlan High School is a private boarding high school in Nanbin City. Unlike most public school students who only read sage books, the students in this school are mostly middle-class or above children, and their grades may be average. The mind of the activity is very active.Most of the student clubs in other schools are casual. The student clubs of Jinlan High School are more like university clubs, with a high degree of freedom. The school allows them to grow freely in their spare time. Many clubs are well established, not only active in the school, He is also well-known outside the school.

Before Ling Xing entered high school, he knew that Jinlan High School had many and interesting clubs, so on the recruiting day of clubs not long after the start of school, he also came to the playground and looked at the dazzling booths of various clubs.

As a boy, the clubs he likes most are of course the major sports clubs, but he is only 1.6 meters tall, and he can't be crowded behind a bunch of tall people when submitting the application for membership, so he finally handed in the application form , was soon declined to join the club.

Height discrimination, Ling Xing pursed his lips, and looked at other clubs.He is not interested in poetry, singing, prose, dancing, writing, so naturally he will not join the literature club. There are other animation clubs, chess clubs, Hanfu clubs, animal protection associations... Ling Xing was thinking about which club to try his luck again, but he was rejected by others. He patted his shoulder behind him.

Ling Xing turned his head and saw that a girl with a ponytail handed him a flyer: "Join our Pandora drama club, there is no need for an interview, and you can become a member by signing up."

On such a hot day, Ling Xing felt tired and hot after wandering around in the open-air playground all the time. Now that he saw a club offering an olive branch to him, he followed the girl without thinking about it.

The girl was Xu Han, the president of the drama club. Later, she followed suit and brought in a few freshmen from high school, and took them to the rehearsal room for a brief meeting.

The rehearsal room used to be exclusive to the drama club. At that time, the drama club not only had to produce programs on campus, but also often participated in competitions outside the school. The school allocated a physical room for them to rehearse.However, with the graduation of former Taizhuzi members one after another, the drama club has been unable to recruit high-quality fresh blood. In the past two years, the drama club has fallen into a situation where the rehearsal room is less and less, and even the dance The dance team often comes to occupy it, and the school intends to reassign this physical room to the dance team.

It was clearly the rehearsal room of his club, but Xu Han could only watch others occupy the magpie's nest and lead them to an empty classroom for a meeting.

These people were all lured by Xu Han with the bait of being exempt from interviews. There were not many people at first, but after listening to Xu Han's introduction, many people finally decided not to stay in this hopeless club.

In the end, there were only three people left. One was Ling Xing. Ling Xing himself didn't know much about dialogue dramas, let alone interested in them. He just felt that other clubs should not want him, and felt that this senior sister Xu Han was really pitiful. After thinking about it Just stayed.The second is the short-haired girl who talked to Ling Xing just now. Ling Xing asked her name, Lin Linling.They couldn't bring their mobile phones to school on weekdays, so the two exchanged contact information on their notebooks, waiting to go back to make friends on weekends.

There is another one who has been sitting in the last row of the classroom, surrounded by an aura that strangers should not get close to. Ling Xing originally wanted to go up to talk to him, but was scared back by that person's cold eyes.

There is no class during the day for club recruiting day, but you still have to go back to the classroom for evening self-study at night.When Ling Xing returned to the classroom of Class 2 ([-]), it was still some time before the bell rang.

It has only been less than a week since the start of school, except for the students in the same dormitory and sitting near me, everyone else is not familiar with each other, and the classroom is quite quiet.Ling Xing dug out the newly issued Chinese textbook from the drawer, intending to read the articles in it as stories to pass the long self-study night. Just after taking it out, the math teacher in a polo shirt with the collar turned up was holding a stack of test papers into the out of the classroom.

"Students, I have made a set of papers. The content is not difficult. Most of them are the intersection of the knowledge you learned in junior high school and what I said two days ago. You can do it now, and you will collect it when you are the leader of the bell-ringing group. , I'll check everyone's situation."

There was grief in the classroom.

It was only 20 minutes away from ringing the bell, but the questions were indeed not difficult as the math teacher said, and the amount of questions was not too large, so Ling Xing did it quite smoothly.

The teacher asked the group leader to collect it, and Ling Xing happened to be the group leader of the fourth group.The selection criteria are very simple. The students who sit in the first row automatically become the team leader. Ling Xing is short, so the seat is arranged in the first row, and from then on he shoulders the heavy responsibility of sending and receiving homework.

All the way to the last row of seats against the wall, Ling Xing saw a tall boy lying on the table with his waist down, his head lowered, and one hand reaching into the drawer, pressing his fingers back and forth.Ling Xing tilted his head and took a look. This person hid a mobile phone in a drawer. He was playing a game with one hand at the moment. Ling Xing couldn't see what the game was. He only saw a lot of pigs on the screen. How could he feed the pigs? class options.

Ling Xing tapped on the table lightly: "Student, hand in the test paper."

The boy stuffed his mobile phone into the deep drawer, raised his head, and smiled with his eyes squinted: "I didn't write it." The tone was very reasonable, as if it was a very common thing not to write the paper.

Seeing how he was aboveboard during the quiz, not writing papers, and even secretly playing with his mobile phone, and seeing him sitting in the last row, looking tall and tall, Ling Xing labeled him a bad boy in his heart.

Ling Xing found it quite difficult. As the group leader, he should register those who failed to hand in the test papers, but he had just started school, and he didn't want to offend the classmate in front of him who he thought was a bad boy, so as not to be retaliated against.

Just as he was hesitating, the boy took the initiative to sit upright, stretched out a hand, and aimed at the stack of test papers that had just been collected in Ling Xing's hand: "Little classmate, why don't you lend me a copy?"

The test papers of other groups had already been collected and handed over to the teacher. Seeing that the fourth group was still dawdling, the teacher gave a loud reminder.

Ling Xing turned nervously and glanced at the math teacher, then quickly took out his own test paper from the stack: "Hurry up."

The boy looked up at Ling Xing who was so nervous that he pursed his lips, and chuckled softly: "Thank you."

Ling Xing saw that he wrote his name in the blank space above the test paper: Xue Bai.His handwriting seems to have been practiced, it is a beautiful italic script, each stroke is horizontal and vertical, and it is very powerful.

The words are so beautiful, but he is a bad boy.Ling Xing secretly sighed in his heart.

This paper is basically multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions. Xue Bo copied very fast, and couldn't stop while copying: "Little classmate, your name is Ling Xing. Your name is very nice, but you made a lot of mistakes in this question. Ah, do you want me to help you with tutoring when I have time?"

Ling Xing: "..."

Seeing Ling Xing's complicated face, looking at him like an idiot, Xue Bai said again: "I mean it, I didn't do the questions just now because it's not time for class, and the teacher's taking up the students' time after class makes it difficult The behavior of the student doing the test is wrong, so I had no choice but to refuse to do this paper and silently resist his behavior. You know, my silence is my roar.”

Ling Xing felt that this person was quite capable, so he asked again: "Then why do you still copy the test paper?"

Xue Bai blinked: "Because you want me to hand in the test paper, little classmate."

Ling Xing: "..."

Xue Bai quickly finished copying the whole paper, put the two test papers on the table together and handed them to Ling Xing. Before Ling Xing turned around and handed over the task, he did not forget to say a few more nonsense: "The kindness of a drop of water is like a fountain." According to reports, little friend, you borrowed my test paper this time to copy, and next time you have something I will definitely help you if I can... I don’t lie, let me tell you, I have full marks in mathematics and physics in the senior high school entrance examination, and you will meet me in the future. If you don’t know, you can ask me.”

Ling Xing silently tore off the bad boy label he had just put on Xue Bai, and replaced him with the unfriendly label of having a brain.

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