You are my rare tenderness

Chapter 192 The Enthusiastic Senior

Because both the teacher and Rong Jing had told her about it, An Nuan was very honest during the next class, so she refrained from going to see Rong Jing again.The point is, when she saw Rong Jing and learned that her distraction was all because of him, she couldn't see the complacent look on her face, so even if she couldn't bear it anymore, she still had to keep her eyes shut.

However, An Nuan has already drawn quite a few portraits of Rong Jing.

Although An Nuan didn't learn painting seriously, she still has good painting skills. Rong Jing taught her hand in hand when she was a child, and she also took calligraphy and painting classes later, so she learned it as an amateur.In addition, she is 100% familiar with Rong Jing, so it is quite handy to draw.

The Rong Jing she painted are colorful, some are reading quietly, some are playing basketball, some are showing warm smiles, and some are silent and serious...

Every Rong Jing is painted vividly and vividly.

An Nuan is always very proud of the Rong Jing he painted.Thinking of Rong Jing's expression when she saw this album at Christmas, she was looking forward to it.

Since that physical education class, the relationship between An Nuan and Tang Hui has improved a lot. The two are really good friends, which surprised many people who didn't know.

Another physical education class, An Nuan and another girl were in charge of going to the equipment room to get the volleyball needed for this physical education class.But when they got to the equipment room, the girl suddenly had a stomachache, and hurried to the bathroom, but An Nuan had no choice but to hold the volleyball by herself.

The physical education teacher stipulates that two students get one volleyball. There are a total of forty students in class, so twenty volleyballs are needed.

After counting twenty volleyballs into the basket, An Nuan tried to pull it, but found that the basket was very heavy and could not be pulled at all.But seeing that class was about to start, the girl with a stomach ache hadn't come back yet, so she had no choice but to have sex and drag the ball basket away by herself.

After walking for a while, An Nuan heard a very gentle voice, "Student, do you need help?"

An Nuan looked up and saw a boy who was also very warm.This boy wears a pair of eyes and has a faint smile on his face, which makes it easy for people to have a good impression of him at a glance.

"Okay, then thank you." An Nuan was not polite to him, after all, it was very difficult for her to take the ball basket to the volleyball room by herself.

So, the boy helped her with the basketball.

"Why do you hold the volleyball by yourself? I remember there should be two people?" the boy asked.

"Oh, the girl who came with me suddenly didn't feel well, so..." She was embarrassed to say that the other party went to the bathroom.

The boy nodded to show his understanding, "So that's how it is." Then he asked again, "Are you a freshman in high school? What class are you in?"

"Well, I'm a freshman in high school, a student in Class Seven. How about you?"

"I'm in Class [-], Grade [-]."

"Really, so you are the senior." An Nuan smiled, and sweetly called senior, and the boy responded.

When he walked to the volleyball room, the boy did not leave, but looked around the crowd, as if he was looking for someone.

"Senior, are you looking for someone?" An Nuan asked curiously when she came back after putting the volleyball away and saw that the boy was still there.

The boy seemed a little embarrassed, but he still asked, "Well, I remember that Tang Hui also chose volleyball, right? She seems to be from Class Seven as well."

"Yeah, Tang Hui is here, um, I don't know where she went. Does the senior know Tang Hui?" Seeing that the senior seemed to know Tang Hui, An Nuan became more enthusiastic towards him.

(End of this chapter)