Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 32 Math Class Representative

"Shout out for help, the math representative of your class. Thank you."

Less than 2 minutes after the bell rang for the end of get out of class, before Ling Chuyang had time to go to the corridor to get some fresh air, he heard someone talking by the back door.

Looking back, I saw a boy.

His hair was so short that his scalp was almost visible, and he wore a pair of thin silver-rimmed glasses, and was poking his head into the classroom.

After seeing him, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face, "Shout, you representatives of mathematics, thank you."

Ling Chuyang turned his head and said nothing. He knew this person.

To be precise, I have seen it—Lin Mochen, the math representative of the second grade (6) class!

In the math office, I once met that man and He Shiling sitting side by side, approving the math test papers, talking and laughing, approving the test papers.

"Classmate, please call for help, thank you." Lin Mochen's voice rang again from the back door.

"What's the matter?" Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang, and then at the person at the door.

"Call the math representative of your class. Thank you." Lin Mochen repeated with a good temper.

"Ask you, what's the matter? Can't you hear me?"

Ling Chuyang turned his head, his tone was a little impatient, which provoked Tang Jiyuan's exaggerated expression with wide eyes.

"Looking for your representative of mathematics." Lin Mochen was speechless.

Didn't he make it very clear, this boy was a little strange, he didn't help, he glanced at Ling Chuyang and walked away.

"What's your situation? Who messed with you?"

Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang, and after a Chinese class, his temper grew a lot.

Ling Chuyang said nothing, glanced at Tang Ji, and tilted his head to his left arm.

At the same time, the front door of the classroom rang: "Representative of mathematics, someone is looking for it."

Tang Ji raised his head and looked around the classroom, but He Shiling didn't move.

Yo!Could it be that the representatives of the Mathematics Department of Class 5 have been replaced again?
Then, I saw that fiery girl, Ling Chuyang's [-]-year-old family member, Ling Puchu, walked up to the podium with light steps, then walked out of the classroom, and then disappeared.

Yo?Tang Ji walked out of the classroom and saw Ling Puchu greet the boy familiarly.

"Second Young Master, long time no see, what are you doing?"

Two less?That's a good name!Tang Ji repeated and couldn't help but laugh.

"He Shiling, she's not here?" The "Second Young Master" wanted to look into the classroom.

"Yes, but, there is something." Ling Puchu stopped him with a smile, "What is this? Is it the test paper for the winter vacation exam?"

"Well, we took maths last class, and I brought it here." The boy handed a stack of test papers to Ling Puchu, "I don't think I saw the test papers of your department representatives."

"Understood, thank you, Second Young Master." Ling Puchu put on a big smile on his face, and then, without waiting for "Second Young Master" to respond, he turned around and returned to the classroom.

"you are welcome."

The boy had a smile on his face, scratched his head with his hand, and responded slightly shyly.

Seeing Ling Puchu entering the classroom, he took two steps forward, poked his head into the classroom, and then, with a low smile, walked towards this side.

Still scratching, scratching again, the hair is gone.Tang Ji smiled inwardly, seeing "Second Young Master" coming this way, he hurriedly retreated to the back door of the classroom, but didn't think about who he met, and looked back.

Ling Chuyang?
"Aren't you sleeping? Why are you standing here?"

"It's noisy."

Ling Chuyang pushed Tang Ji away, habitually walked to the window in the corridor, looked at the scenery outside the window, and threw Tang Ji a handsome background.

The classroom is very lively.

He Shiling sat in her seat without moving, turned her head sideways, and looked out of the classroom window.

The test paper in Ling Puchu's hand has been divided by several people.

At this moment, the "play" that has been performed before is being performed - several people are waving test papers back and forth in the class, the difference is that no one is instructing on the podium, but there are various responses in the classroom "Here" "" Here" "It's me..."

Looking at this scene, Tang Ji suddenly remembered that the song of childhood came -- la la la, la la la, I am a little connoisseur of selling newspapers...

I don't think I laughed out loud, so I walked out of the classroom and stood by Ling Chuyang's side, leaning against the window sill, smiling at these little connoisseurs selling newspapers.

"Hey, do you know that boy just now?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang next to him.

"I don't know." Ling Chuyang's voice, as usual, was neither salty nor light.

"Don't know? Then why are you angry?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang beside him, who was looking out the window.On the playground outside the window, there was not a single person. "What are you looking at? What are you talking about?"

"You talk a lot today."

Ling Chuyang turned his head and glanced at Tang Ji, then turned his head to continue looking at the scenery outside the window.

"Do I have a lot to say?" Tang Ji couldn't help but reflect, "You are a little abnormal today!"

"Ling Chuyang—" A shout suddenly came from the classroom.

"Calling you." Tang Ji touched the people around him.

The man didn't respond as if he didn't hear it.

"Ling Chuyang—, Ling Chuyang, where is it?"

A girl with a high ponytail and two strands of bangs floating on her forehead - Fang Di?
The girl who was going to let them do the hard work, let the girl "first" give it to them. At this moment, she asked in the boy's area in the back four rows of the classroom, holding a few unfinished test papers in her hand.

"Here—." Tang Ji glanced at it, and Ling Chuyang, who didn't respond, waved at the classroom, "On the right side of the back door. Thank you."

Fang Di glanced at the door, walked over, and put the test paper on the table by the back door.

"Tang Ji, where is Tang Ji?" The girl's voice rang again in the classroom.

"In—" Before Tang Ji had time to answer, he heard that someone had already answered for him.

"On the left side of the back door."

whose voice?Who did he see in the next moment?
Isn't she looking at the scenery outside the left window?
Tang Ji was dumbfounded when he came to the back row of the classroom.

Looking at He Shiling, he walked straight to Fang Di, took away his test paper, glanced at it, the corner of his mouth moved, as if smiling, and put the test paper on the table.The next moment, he picked up Ling Chuyang's test paper on the table again, glanced left and right, turned to the back of the test paper, looked at it, and put it down.

Then, he saw her, looked in the direction where they were, and looked over.

I could clearly see that there was an obvious smile on He Shiling's face.

Different from the previous faint smile.

Under the gaze of such a smile, Tang Ji suddenly felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

I'm still more used to seeing her expressionless, and that's not right. That kind of eyes makes people feel flustered for no reason.

It should be a faint smile, which makes people feel a little intimate and a little distant, not like now, like this - the brain suddenly has a short circuit.

When Tang Ji came back to his senses, he found that He Shiling had turned around and went back to his seat.

He breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down, realizing that he had just lost his temper.

I looked around in the corridor, fortunately, only he and Ling Chuyang were alone, their hearts fell, and they regained their usual calm and sunny smiles.

This is his Tang Ji, the correct way to open it.

Hey, what is Ling Chuyang doing?
I glanced at the person next to me and found that that person, still, was looking out the window and looking at the scenery.

Fortunately, Ling Chuyang didn't see it just now, otherwise, it would be his laughing stock this semester.

"What are you in a daze, back to the classroom."

Ling Chuyang turned back, glanced at Tang Ji, smiled involuntarily, and then walked back to the classroom alone.

Is Xiao Yangyang smiling?
Tang Ji blinked and found that the man had returned to his seat before him, and hurriedly followed.

(End of this chapter)