Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 582 - The Most Romantic Thing
childish?Innocent?
Who are you talking about?I really need to clean up.

Yan Xiaoyu looked towards the left rear of the classroom at a 35-degree angle.

How could you say she was naive?

Haven't you heard that there are 1000 people in the eyes of a thousand Hamlets?
Ahem, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people.They were all confused by Fang Yiyi and the others.

Yan Xiaoyu glared at them again angrily, she got a good grade in Chinese, which is amazing!

She is fully developed!She didn't say anything.

Isn't it just a moment of desertion, as for it!

hehe!The corner of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, she turned her head away.

She is a gentleman, and she doesn't care about a group of little P children like them.

Hehe, Yan Xiaoyu's big peach blossom-like eyes rolled twice in their sockets, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she looked towards Tongtong on the right.

If Fang Yiyi and the others are to be dealt with, Tongtong should also come forward.

Tongtong is the class monitor who holds great power, and she is just a small study committee member.

What to look at?
Tongtong raised his eyelids and cast a sidelong glance at Yan Xiaoyu.

Have a good read!What to see her do?
"That's really good." "I'm very touched."

There was a loud voice in the classroom.

Tongtong glanced at the lively students in the classroom, then raised her eyes to look at the podium.

Is it over?

Principal Li was looking at her with a smile on his face.

Hehe, look at her?
Principal Li is watching, and Yan Xiaoyu is watching her too!
Tongtong subconsciously looked down at the textbook in front of her, and the thin exercise book under the textbook.

There are two little poems she copied in the book.

Could it be that it was discovered?
Tongtong looked at the exercise book that was pressed under the book, and then quietly raised his eyes to look at Principal Li on the podium.

Shouldn't be possible.

So far away, Tong Tong couldn't help but blinked his eyes, not too close, but a little far away.

What's more, Tongtong lowered his eyes and looked at his exercise book under class. Can you see such small words?
No wonder!
Why did Yan Xiaoyu want to see her?

Could it be that Xiaoyu saw it?
Tongtong glanced at Yan Xiaoyu out of the corner of her eye, and what caught her eyes was Yan Xiaoyu's smiling face.

Ok?Tongtong blinked, then looked down at the exercise book with a corner exposed under the textbook.

In that exercise book are the small modern style poems she copied today: three poems, namely Summer Afternoon, Ancient Secret, and the last yellowing diary.

summer afternoon
"Suddenly, I saw you,

on such a summer afternoon
You, come slowly from the depths of the forest
Sunshine outside the forest, dazzling
It's so shaking that some people can't keep their eyes open

sky full of clouds

summer full of cicadas

And you with a smile on your face

All this becomes eternity in an instant

the ancient and irreversible summer

that untouchable age
dusty forest, dusty sky
Dusty years and dusty summer
I

forgot to tell you

all my memories of summer

It is you with a gentle smile.

and,
Missing you, no

it's too early, that's

It's too late! "

Tongtong glanced at each word, and couldn't help but look up at the people on the podium.

His eyes swept over the smiling principal Li, and then looked at the young head teacher beside him.

Under the influence of the class teacher last semester, she suddenly began to like Xi Murong.

The whole summer vacation was almost spent in Xi Murong's prose and short poems.After reading the entire "Complete Works of Xi Murong", her heart began to stir. Such free and easy poems are the type she likes.

It seems to be written inadvertently, but between the lines in the plain words, it is full of light or heavy, light or thick colors, and it is true in the ordinary.

This is probably the style of writing.

However, a good book cannot be read unless it is borrowed.

Looking at the books spread out in front of him, Tongtong couldn't help but frown. No matter how good the borrowed book is, it must be returned anyway.

She can't wait to pay it back!
Tongtong thought resentfully, and out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but glance at the cute little pig at the corner of the table.

Hey, in an instant, my eyebrows danced with joy.

Raising pigs for two years, use them now.

After smashing open the fat little pig, Tongtong counted the coins inside one by one, hehe, it was actually 26 yuan.

Excitedly, Tongtong turned the book to the back cover, couldn't help laughing, took a small cloth from the right corner of the table, counted all the coins, counted 20 yuan, and wrapped them up.

Counted the remaining coins twice, took another small cloth head, carefully wrapped it up, and put it in the schoolbag.

Then, he packed his bags and went out.

Tong Tong returned "The Complete Works of Xi Murong" to the young head teacher with great interest, took all his belongings, went to the town, and found Grandma Wang in front of the post office.

Tell Grandma Wang that she wants to buy a copy of "The Complete Works of Xi Murong".

Grandma Wang raised her head, looked at her from the upper edge of the reading glasses, looked and looked, and said nothing.

Seeing Grandma Wang's expression fixed on her, Tongtong was a little confused for a moment, could it be?
Take a look for yourself first.

Tongtong looked at the huge bookstall, which was nearly four meters long and three meters wide.

There are too many, she can't see clearly for a while.

If he couldn't see clearly, he took a closer look, and Tongtong leaned over to the bookstall, almost laying down on the bookstall, looked left and right, but there was still nothing.

Tong Tong, who walked around the bookstall for more than half a circle, finally couldn't help but raised his head and looked at Grandma Wang, only to find that Grandma Wang was still staring at her as before.

Cough cough, what does this mean?How about buying "Childhood" first?
Tongtong glanced at the books on the far left, there were five or six new ones, and she had already brought enough money.

Tong Tong went back and carefully looked through the books. Originally, there were only three new ones.

Well, there are three yuan left.

Tongtong looked around again, and couldn't help but see a bright light, wow, there is a new book of "Folk Tales".

Tongtong brought the two latest "Folk Tales" and put them in front of her without hiding her joy.

However, she still wanted to buy the thick "Complete Works of Xi Murong".

Tongtong looked around again, but did not see the familiar title on Ruoda's bookstall.

Tong Tong blinked thoughtfully, raised her head, and looked at Grandma Wang: "Does Grandma Wang not have The Complete Works of Xi Murong?"

"Yes." Grandma Wang raised her hand and pushed down her glasses, put the newspaper in her hand on the bookstall, and looked at Tongtong, "You seem to be in the third grade, right?"

Tongtong's eyes lit up instantly, and she knew that Grandma Wang would definitely have them here.

However, I suddenly asked her if she was in the third grade.
Could it be that Grandma Wang is divided into book sellers?

"The fourth grade has started." Tongtong replied seriously, rolling her big eyes around, "However, our class teacher asked us to practice writing short poems, and ordered us to buy Xi Murong's book."

hehe.Grandma Wang lowered her creased eyelids, kid, you actually lied to her?
When she is stupid!During the whole summer vacation, she was the only one who came to buy Xi Murong's books!

(End of this chapter)