After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 106
It was 05:30 in the afternoon.

The sultry sunset, the gorgeous dusk, the occasional breeze, the students in twos and threes, the straight and spacious school road.

Since entering high school, An Ting has restrained himself quite a bit. Apart from not wearing school uniform occasionally, he basically does nothing out of the ordinary.

The only special operation was facilitated by Song Ci, which was the matter of pretending to be a couple.

An Ting does not take the blame.

At this moment, An Ting was wearing a loose white T-shirt, self-cut school uniform trousers, a pair of sneakers, and just the right length of hair, with platinum edges at the ends. Under the setting sun, she exuded a sense of refinement.

And Song Ci, who is a beautiful girl with black long straight, is also eye-catching.

The two walked on the school road like this, making it impossible for others to ignore them.

Song Ci asked with concern: "Aren't you a member of any club?"

"Well... Under the influence of Sister Song Ci, I have already decided that I want to be a good student, keep my ears shut and only read sage books."

In fact, it is for commuting to study hard.

Seeing An Ting's serious look, Song Ci expressed doubts. There was always a premonition that this guy was doing some kind of showmanship, but it was not easy to suppress him, so he just said: "You better be."

An Ting shrugged and didn't respond anymore. After thinking about it, he asked, "Are there any boys looking for you recently?"

"No... After all, my fake boyfriend is a guy who hates ghosts and scares them all away."

This must be a joke. With Anting's current popularity, how could anyone hate him? He is a rising star on campus, and he is very popular.

"Well... so to speak, I have a little..."

"Sad?" Song Ci was still worried that she was being a bit harsh, she was a little strict with An Ting.

What Song Ci didn't expect was that An Ting held his head high and said, "No! Proud!"

Song Ci let out a long sigh: "."

You are still so proud when others say you are the God of Plague.

After a while, the two came to the school radio station.

The school radio station is located on the side of the track and field field. It is a two-story self-built building with doors in two directions. The main entrance is the radio station, and the side door is the school doctor's room. Don't worry about the radio station affecting the school doctor's room. near place.

I thought that the radio station was a department that no one cared about, but I didn't expect that there were not a few freshmen here.

Everyone wants to join.

Since there were many students who wanted to join the broadcasting station, it was a seller's market. The teacher in charge came to a temporary small assessment, asking the interviewers to read a manuscript, and even turned on the microphones of the whole school.

"Ah...teacher, are we going to turn on the microphones of the whole school just now for the trial training?" The students present objected.

"Anyway, you all have to read the manuscript publicly in the future. Get used to it in advance. If you are stage fright, it means it's not suitable."

Leaving aside the timbre and spoken language, if you don’t have the most basic courage to face the public, then why join the radio station?

The students wailed, and when they came up to read the manuscript in front of the teachers and students of the school, they were still under a lot of pressure.

An Ting looked at Song Ci, but he didn't expect the latter to be eager to try.

If it's just that the recruitment is full and rejected, Song Ci can accept it. She is not so attached to the radio station, she just thinks it is good to join, that's all.

Suddenly hearing that it was an assessment, her competitive spirit was triggered.

An Ting didn't leave, just leaning against the wall of the radio station, watching Song Ci walk to the inside of the window sill of the radio station, and read a poem of unknown origin into the microphone.

An Ting doesn't know how to appreciate poetry, but only knows that Song Ci's appearance of concentrating on reading the manuscript in the sunset is very beautiful, and her voice is very gentle.

It just so happens that the background music is "see you again".

This song has only been uploaded for a week, but it has already gained a lot of popularity. Someone moved it to a music platform. This is an infringement, but Anting has not taken care of it for the time being. It is not a bad thing to let it ferment for a while.

The combination of Song Ci's voice and BGM seems to be able to penetrate time and space.

An Ting likes this song, and likes watching Song Ci while listening to this song.

Not only Anting, but many teachers and students at the school were attracted by the broadcast.

Just when An Ting was a little distracted, an unexpected person appeared from behind like an assassin, and directly wiped An Ting's neck with a hand knife.

"Die!"

The young man looked back, and it was Qiao Liang who caught his eyes.

The school has been very strict about discipline recently. If you don't wear a school uniform, you may be fined to stand.

It's rare for this girl to wear a complete school uniform today. Others may consider that they will grow taller in the future, so they always buy a school uniform that is one or two sizes larger. She should have reached the upper limit of her height and figure, and the school uniform on her body is simply too small. custom made.

Protruding forward and backward, with swaying hair.

It is not the kind of artificial pure desire wind that has been refined in later generations, but the real pure desire wind that is close to your eyes.

There is still a big difference between Gu Xueli and Gu Xueli. Gu Xueli is naturally charming, but actually has a not weak astringency; Qiao Liang is still a high school student.

Although she was wiping her neck, she didn't have any tools. She was just doing it with bare hands and pretending. Even at this moment, she was still baring her teeth and claws, like a cat with fur.

After a brief trance, An Ting rubbed his neck, pretending to be exaggerated, and said, "Do you hate me so much? You actually want to kill me..."

"Heck, just for fun, didn't we reconcile on the day of the military training?"

"Reconciliation, what kind of reconciliation is this, don't you play tricks on me every time?"

Count your fingers, this has happened several times.

How can anyone keep talking about reconciliation and play pranks every day.

You pretended to help me buy m towels, and asked me what brand I want, and I let you go; you used spoken words to mislead me when I was a student representative, and I let you go.

I have a temper, not a loose horse.

With a small dimple, Qiao Liang smiled and said truthfully: "Well, I actually don't hate you that much anymore, and my anger will gradually dissipate."

This guy... finally admitted, it's not that annoying, it's not that he doesn't hate it, he really has a grudge about being bumped into by him in the toilet, no, he has a grudge.

"You really hate me."

"Hmm... giggling, I can't figure out my own heart. Sometimes I feel that the past is over, and sometimes I am suddenly very angry, and I am inexplicably seen." She laughed while talking, a little heartless.

It's like a person who is not restrained and can do whatever he wants.

Song Ci's smile is always like a blossoming iron tree.

Qiao Liang's smile was more like the sun at noon in August, bright and brilliant.

"I didn't see the light, only the lower body!" An Ting retorted: "Besides, I didn't see anything clearly at all just for a split second and a crack."

"Didn't see it clearly...?" In the next second, she stretched out a finger, as if giving an example, cheerfully said: "Then the answer is coming, am I hairy?"

Almost at the same time, An Ting said without thinking, "No!"

"The answer is correct~!"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Ting's face changed, and he was embarrassed. He realized that he had slipped up - well, yes, this girl has no hair, so she can see clearly.

Hearing this, Qiao Liang took a step forward, approached Anting, squinted his eyes, revealing a murderous look, but with a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Don't worry, I didn't hate you today, I hate your one even more. 0-8 and grabbing mid laner friends."

"How do you even know this, you followed me all the way!?"

Then, Qiao Liang waved his hand and said, "I did follow you all the way, but not for you, but for her."

Between the words, green fingers point to Song Ci who is reading the manuscript.

After finishing speaking, Qiao Liang made a bold move, directly opening the corner of the school uniform shirt, revealing a small waist, and took out a thing bigger than Anting from his trouser pocket.

Vitasoy!
A plain Vitasoy.

Qiao Liang handed Vitasoy to Anting, grinning, and said, "Help me hand it over to her, thank you for being choked last Friday, she gave me water, goodbye~"

"Oh…"

Looking at the girl's back, An Ting held a bottle of warm Vitasoy in his hand, feeling helpless and admiring.

Appreciate, because Qiao Liang is a person with a clear distinction between love and hate, and An Ting doesn't hate people with such a real personality.

Helpless, because from this point of view, she has not calmed down, and there will be mischief in the future.

Qiao Liang was like a goblin living under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

When the wind blows, it disappears.

After Qiao Liang left, Song Ci had finished reading the manuscript and came out of the radio station. An Ting handed her the Vitasoy Qiao Liang had given her, and said, "Here, here you are."

When she saw the Vitasoy in An Ting's hand, she frowned, and said, "Obviously I told you that I don't like the original flavor, but I like the black bean flavor."

"I didn't send it to you. Qiao Liang came here just now. She gave it to thank you for giving her a drink of water when she was choking last time, and asked me to relay a sentence—thank you~"

"Oh..." Song Ci was a little cold.

It could be seen that Qiao Liang had a good impression of Song Ci.

It's a pity that Song Ci didn't like Qiao Liang very much.

Maybe it's because Qiao Liang is somewhat similar to the previous Anting, who happens to be the type Song Ci hates the most...

"How about the radio station assessment?"

Song Ci put aside Qiao Liang's affairs, smiled, and said, "It's over!"

In this way, Song Ci joined the radio station.

After school, I often hold a book, run to the radio station, play songs, read manuscripts, and become an irreplaceable part of No. [-] Middle School.

(End of this chapter)