Goddess routine

The school puts eight liberal arts classes on the first floor.After entering the school gate, go straight ahead and turn left and the second building is the floor specially prepared for their class of students.

Mo Xiaobei and his class are in the place where they can be seen after walking through the corridor, and they are in the place where they pass through the corridor in front with the eighth class next door.

There is a small garden at the entrance of the class, in which there are kapok, peach, osmanthus and other unrecognizable flower trees.Behind the class is a corridor made of lime walls, on which many lavender-colored wisterias climb.There are two swings under the corridor. No one sits on them, but some dragonflies often stop on them.

Pleasant and quiet environment, especially suitable for study and trance.

Every morning, everyone cleans the house habitually and consciously, and then fetches a basin of clean water from the back of the teaching building, and puts it on the wall facing the small garden at the door of the class, for the teacher and the class. A classmate who was ashamed used to wash his hands.

There are 81 students in the class, and there are only [-] boys, all of whom love to play.

From science classes to liberal arts classes, except for those who really can't learn science and want to go to a school, most of the rest mean exile.

It may also be like relegation, self-exile, and reasonable factors.

In the second semester of Mo Xiaobei’s second year of high school, the group of boys who usually love to play, as agreed, some transferred to other schools, some became soldiers, and some transferred to the art class, and went to the claustrophobic computer room at the back of the school. Study next door.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two boys left in their class.A white and clean man named Wang Li, about 1.6 meters tall, soft-spoken and feminine.

The other one is completely opposite to him, 1.8 meters tall, with dark skin, because his surname is Zheng and his name is Er, which is the same surname as Zheng Butcher in Guanxili, Lu Zhishen Fisting Town. The girls in the class teased him and gave him the nickname Zheng Heier.Once, I don't know who started it, and called him "two blacks", which made the class burst into laughter. After that, his nickname evolved into "two blacks".

Although Er Heizi looked brave, he blushed and couldn't speak when he met a girl.And when he is out of class, he likes to hold a book and use it as a microphone for concerts, winking and imitating Michael Jackson's dancing is amusing, and he broke the chart twice.

Some people say that the friendship between women is weak, it may simply be that the people you meet are different.There are also quite a few men who turn against each other.But because history is created by men, there will be "only women and villains are difficult to raise".

I don't know how right or wrong these words are, but at least the girls Mo Xiaobei met were very nice.

The class was originally full of people who were picked out of the science class, and there was no intersection at first, but after getting along for a year, everyone slowly became as deep as a family of sisters.

Among them, Mo Xiaobei is the most popular, because she has good grades, looks good, is low-key, and likes to help those girls. As time goes by, everyone in the class gets to know her quite well.

Especially classmate Zheng Erhei, who always sat behind her no matter how many times she was assigned a seat, treated her like her biological sister. He grabbed her arm all day after class, and stalked the chattering girls all around. Looking at her, he secretly said to her, "Sister Bei, which girl in our class do you think is the most punctual?"

As he said that, he commented on each of them one by one, "Well, the Qi Sitian sitting by the window is quite sweet, in line with my fantasy of a little bird being close to others. Su Ziqing is also good, usually gentle and gentle, but indifferent and serious at critical moments No matter how old you are, she will definitely be a royal sister, but I don't think I can hold this one, uh, forget it. Ji Lingyu is also good-looking, but I feel that she is a bit silly and sweet, and I'm not rich. The second generation can't stand her fuss. Of course, Sister Bei, you are also good-looking, but it would be even better if you could pay more attention to me..."

Mo Xiaobei's ears were almost callused from hearing his old-fashioned rhetoric, but he held back all the time and kept his eyes on the geography book in his hand.

Until he licked his orchid fingers, imitating the coquettish tone of the girls in the class, shaking her arm violently, and shouting, "Sister Bei, why don't you talk, why don't you talk to her?"

Hearing these words that made goosebumps all over the floor, Mo Xiaobei resisted the urge to give him a beating, calmly put down the book in his hand, and yelled loudly to the chattering classroom, "Er Hei!" Ask me which one of you can correct it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the noise in the class stopped for an instant, followed by a group of girls rushing towards them with grinning faces.

"Fuck you on time, the gay guy is still fantasizing, Zheng Erhei, do you still want to live!"

"Help! Sisters, I didn't say that, I didn't say that! Sister Bei, help me, Sister Bei! In vain I treat you as my own sister! My dear sister!"

Immediately behind him was surrounded by crusading girls, and when he heard a more miserable scream from there, Mo Xiaobei showed a smile of retreating, and then turned around and went to the bathroom.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom after washing his hands, he was dragged back by someone covering his eyes from behind.

Mo Xiaobei was frightened for a while, thinking that some wretched uncle had sneaked into the campus and was planning to plot against her. He was about to call someone, but the people behind him sensed her intentions and smiled softly in her ear, "It's me!" .”

The familiar voice made Mo Xiaobei's heart tremble, as if his whole body had been shocked by electricity, he hurriedly took a step back.

Turning around, I saw the girl's smiling face, with her back to the sunlight in the corridor, she was unbelievably beautiful.

"Okay, what are you hiding here for?"

Mo Xiaobei caressed his heart, which was almost frightened, and stroked his chest helplessly, "It almost scared me to death."

"I didn't hide, I just stood here waiting for you." The beautiful girl smiled brightly, took her hand, avoided the crowd on one side, and reached the corner of the corridor.

In the dead corner of the corridor here, trees are planted at the back, covering one wall, and no one will come from anywhere.

In such a hidden place, there are only two people standing opposite each other, which makes Mo Xiaobei very uncomfortable. He dare not look at the beautiful girl opposite, but only dares to turn his back to her, and dryly said with a smile, "Class is about to start, hold me What are you doing here?"

"As a return gift for lending me my math notes yesterday, this is for you." The gentle girl smiled slightly, and stepped forward to hand her a small piece of cake, "Seeing how many times you rub your temples in the morning, I guess you must have I didn’t eat, and I have hypoglycemia.”

"How did you know I had hypoglycemia?" Mo Xiaobei turned around in surprise, "And...cough you...how did you know...cough...I gave you that note?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the girl in front of her suddenly dimmed, her expression was a little indifferent, and she didn't make a sound for a long time.

Just when Mo Xiaobei fearfully thought that he had offended her and was hesitating whether to apologize, she suddenly raised her eyes, locked her, and said calmly, "Mo Xiaobei, how many years do you think our classmates have been?"

Ever since they inexplicably became friends in the first year of high school, she always called her Xiaobei Xiaobei. Mo Xiaobei got used to the intimate tone, but now she suddenly called her by her full name, calling Mo Xiaobei felt an inexplicable stalk in her heart. .

"Two years, I'm not a fool." Mo Xiaobei laughed dryly, "It's going to be my third year of high school soon, that's three years, hehe...cough."

The girl on the opposite side looked even colder after hearing this, and looked up at her again, "Then do you think, in two years, can a sow climb a tree?"

"Ah?" Mo Xiaobei was confused when asked, "This...what does this have to do with sows climbing trees? Also, can sows climb trees?"

Mo Xiaobei expressed shock.

And Su Ziqing in front of her was almost pissed off by her. After giving her a cold look, he stuffed the small cake in her hand and walked away with long legs.

"Why are you angry again?" In this year, Mo Xiaobei, who was about to be rejected by beauties every few days, was once again confused. He stood at the corner and couldn't understand it. He came out of the toilet and quickly pulled her over.

"Hey, I haven't dried my hands yet!" Tang Wenxian, who had just washed his hands, looked indifferent, and threw a hand of water onto Mo Xiaobei, "Why are you so anxious, there are still 10 minutes before class !"

"Hey, I have something to do with you." Mo Xiaobei frowned while avoiding the water she threw over, "Do you know...why Su Ziqing always likes to be angry with me?"

"Huh?" Hearing her mention Su Ziqing's name, Tang Wenxian stopped immediately, wiped his hands with a paper towel, stroked his chin and smiled at her, "That's right, you can actually tell that Su Meiren is here. angry."

"What do you mean, you, I'm not an idiot, every time she talks to others, she just ignores me, I still know it." After getting to know her well, Mo Xiaobei has long regarded her as a buddy, complaining, "I didn't mess with her either. I heard her say that she couldn't learn mathematics and geography well. I bought a lot of workbooks and gave her the ideas I had put together to solve the problems. When she came, I took off my coat and gave it to her. Covering her clothes, when her stomach hurts, I boil brown sugar water for her. Well, I am on call every week to cook for her... I shouldn’t have messed with her, have I?”

"continue."

Mo Xiaobei was very depressed, but Tang Wenxian listened with gusto, and looked at her cheerfully, "Why don't you talk about it, talk about it, how can you treat Su Meiren?"

"It's not that good." Mo Xiaobei was puzzled, "I live with Pei Yao now, because she is too busy, and I also help her with cooking and washing clothes."

"No wonder An Peiyao keeps staring at you every time you perform exercises."

Tang Wenxian was powerless to complain about her, so he sighed, patted her on the shoulder, and asked her, "If Su Meiren wants to eat the siu mai from the east of the city now, and asks you to get up in the middle of the night to queue up, will you go?"

"Does she like to eat siu mai?" Mo Xiaobei couldn't grasp the point, and asked her in a daze, "She doesn't like to eat this kind of hot food."

"This is an assumption, stupid!" Tang Wen hit her angrily, "Just answer if you will!"

"Yes." Mo Xiaobei nodded, "I will set an alarm clock properly."

"That's good." Tang Wenxian laughed when he heard that, and didn't say why Su Ziqing was angry with her. He just patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Summer vacation is coming soon, I heard from Ling Yu that they don't know Where are you going to play, it’s better like this, you invite us to your house for a few days, and then you will know why the Sumerians are angry with you.”