The school grass is slightly sweet

Chapter 376

"Is everything ready to prove your identity?"

"Everything is ready, don't worry."

"You can start."

"it is good."

"Uh--"

A sharp palm wind hit from the back of the neck, crushing the scattered nerve bundles, forming a blossoming flower, each petal burst out a powerful nerve current, extending to the limbs and bones, and finally hitting the brain directly.

The sound of a necklace snapping.

It's like cutting open the chest and taking the heart out.

She raised her hand, but after all, she was limp and powerless. With the last ray of light in front of her eyes disappearing, she completely sank into the endless night.

……

A plane soars through the clouds and fog, pierces tens of thousands of miles of coastline, and sails from the east of the dawn to the dusk of the west.

The moon had a very long dream, very long, very long.

-

'Oh, you're three years old, you weigh twenty catties, right?Our daughter is so beautiful, she will be popular with thousands of boys when she grows up, look at her eyebrows, nose bridge, she looks like dad~'

'Mingyuan, don't just look at it, give her a name, shall we?You can't live with my surname forever, can you? '

'Then how about my surname, Jiang, called Jiang Jinyue? '

'Jiang Jinyue...'

'Yeah, there are you and me, and it also means that our baby girl will always be immersed in love. '

'Okay, okay, I'll call her Xiaoyue from now on. '

'Come on, Xiaoyue calls Dad~'

'Dad~'

She opened her mouth, her voice was sweet and glutinous, which made the man smile even more. He lifted her up on his neck and walked around in circles.

Crisp laughter filled the room.

The smiling face of the man and the pleased look of the woman.

**
As long as she can remember, she has a happy and warm little family, her father, mother and her.

At the beginning of the morning, my mother would sit at the door, knit sweaters for her, make biscuits, buy a lot of beautiful plush toys, hairpins, and hair ropes, and dress her up beautifully, like a little princess.

Late at night, my father would sit beside her bed with a thick copy of "Grimm's Fairy Tales", talking to her section by section until he lulled her to sleep, and would pull the quilt for her from time to time in the middle of the night.

They will go to many places together, parks, zoos, amusement parks, buy a lot of interesting souvenirs, and put them in the room.

She likes to curl her hair into chestnut curls, and likes to wear pink and tender tutu skirts with lace trimmings. The skirts are best painted with flying butterflies in colorful colors. On the princess bed, jump up and wave, as if all the butterflies on the skirt can fly up.

All princesses in fairy tales are like this.

There is a beautiful castle, a pair of parents who dote on her, and...a bright head and a group of willing subjects.

When Mianfeng Kindergarten started, she became the most beloved student in the whole school and the most envied little genius of the students.

Because she can count to one hundred in one breath, can recite the ninety-nine multiplication table completely, and can accurately mark the pinyin of each Chinese character...

Of course, these superficial appearances are just for them to see, and she will have more, but it seems that these are enough to get their compliments.

Among her peers, no one is smarter than her, not even at the same level.

Within a week, she had a group of young people who actively supported her, headed by Xiao Zhuang, who was willing to buy her ice cream, help her sharpen pencils, and clean the table...

At first, she was also very shy, and felt that she really enjoyed the treatment of a princess.

But after a long time, everything seems to be taken for granted. She is beautiful and smart, and there are many expensive toys that they can't dream of. She is a veritable princess.

Everyone should love her and take care of her.

This kind of cognition, this kind of situation, until a person appeared...

- completely broken

In the second year of Mianfeng Kindergarten, one afternoon in middle class, the teacher brought back a transfer student from outside.

At that time, she just woke up, got up from the table in a daze, and rubbed her eyes.

That little boy broke into her eyes unexpectedly.

Her movements suddenly stopped.

She thought, she should have seen... the prince.

her prince.

Yes, how can there be a real princess without a prince?

If there is no prince...

How should the fairy tale end.

The prince she hit, appeared.

He was carrying a small light blue schoolbag, and stood quietly on the stage. His short, fine black hair was against the sun, and his long eyelashes hung down on his eyes and face. With a small fan, his skin was as fair as jade porcelain, and the setting sun outside the window slowly absorbed it, coating his tiny body with a charming halo, extremely handsome.

Her eyes lit up.

He stood under the attention of everyone, pursed his thin lips lightly, and didn't say a word, probably because he was shy.

"His name is Lu Jingyun, and he is a new transfer student in our class."

The teacher's aunt gave a kind introduction on the stage, and finally encouraged the students to raise their hands.

"Who wants to sit with him?"

"I!"

"I!"

"I me me me me!"

The prince was so conspicuous that all the girls wanted to sit with him, but naturally she couldn't compete with her. She jumped up, raised her hands the highest, and yelled the loudest. The teacher and aunt liked her the most.

Sure enough, the teacher and aunt looked at her and smiled.

"Then classmate Moon with the loudest voice."

She was very happy, kicked Xiao Zhuang away, and greeted her prince happily.

but……

The prince went straight around her, went to the back seat, and sat down, all alone.

All the while, he didn't even look at her.

She turned her face in disbelief, slightly startled, a proud and lofty princess heart began to shatter from that moment on.

The prince is handsome, but also cold.

When I got home.

She asked her mother puzzled, why did the prince ignore the princess?

The mother coaxed her, all the princes love the princess, if they don't love, then he is not a prince.

Not a prince?
She lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep all night, closing and opening her eyes, all she saw was his noble, indifferent, handsome face.

Compared with him, she seems to be the fake princess.

But it doesn't matter, she is so beautiful, smart, and lively, she will definitely get him!

Although the life I have been holding on to all the time is lofty and comfortable, but after a long time, it is like a calm pool of stagnant water, which is very boring.

Fortunately, she ushered in her little waves.

The next day, she took advantage of her lunch break to quietly pack her schoolbag and sat down beside him.

She swears that this is the most shameless and shameless thing she has ever done.

He could no longer neglect her.

Prince Shi Shiran woke up, his sleepy-eyed look really handsome, but when he saw her, his expression changed.

"Hee hee~"

She propped her face and stared at her stupidly. When her eyes were narrowed, they looked like a small moon. Everyone loved her.

"My name is Moon, what about you?"

The prince went out to use the bathroom.

"..."

Still ignore her.

How could this be so, she was so condescending.

When she went back in the evening, she was even more lost. Half of her broken princess heart had been lost, and the remaining half was struggling to hold on. She even wondered if her lovely physique had begun to decline...

It was another day, and she was wearing a beautiful fresh tutu again. She came back full of vigor, rubbed her hands together and introduced herself to the prince.

This time, the prince did not drive her away, but still turned a blind eye with his usual cruel and ruthless methods.

"..."

All the enthusiasm was poured down to nothing.

Simply, he does the same to others.

She comforted herself like this.

The math teacher asked them to go up and write 'one, two, three, four' silently, and she finally had a place to play. She used the power of this invincible smart head to write it quickly for him to copy.

did not expect……

He had written it a long time ago, and the numbers were neat and beautiful, and the layout was clean and clear. After finishing writing, he put down the chalk and walked straight down.

For the first time, I went to the blackboard with others to write silently, and the teacher praised that it wasn't her.

The prince is handsome, cold, and smart, but he doesn't like her and steals her limelight.

She couldn't take it anymore.

When class was over, Xiao Zhuang came over to discuss with her, and a group of people decided to give the prince some 'color', but she didn't speak, nod, or object.

A black devil with wings was born secretly in my heart.

He should have suffered a bit.

It's the first time I meet such an arrogant person, and I dare not like her, even more powerful than her!
This is more than a small wave, it is a hurricane at sea, a real disaster, which disturbs her all day long, and she must be taught a lesson until he likes her.

When the prince came to the class, Xiao Zhuang winked at a group of young people, and a group of people quickly gathered around his table, each with pencils and erasers in their hands, with malicious expressions on their faces.

He still had no expression on his face, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Not to mention being scared.

There was a trace of surprise in her heart, but it was also expected.

"Hi new here!"

"Quickly apologize to our boss Liang!"

Among the group of them, Xiao Zhuang looked tall and strong. When he walked over, he held a pencil in his hand flamboyantly.

He was silent.

She didn't make a sound, and sat quietly by the side, her heart surging.

I don't know why, but bullying him actually made her feel uneasy, with a strange feeling, uncomfortable anyway, even looking at Xiao Zhuang in her own camp was a bit unpleasant, and wanted to protect him.

"Oh, how dare you ignore me!"

Xiao Zhuang felt humiliated, and after finishing speaking, he angrily took a pencil and drew a line across his well-packed, delicate and clean writing.

An eyesore of pencil dust.

She looked sideways.

That was the first time she saw an expression on his face that was different from Fengjing, although it was only a slight frown.

But it's already amazing.

He slowly picked up the eraser and wiped it little by little.

He seems to have a cleanliness freak.

"Not apologizing yet?!"

Xiao Zhuang swallowed his saliva, and raised his voice. In fact, he was a little deterred by the coldness around him. He didn't dare to act rashly, so he incited a group of children to draw pencil marks on his writing.

"Eh……"

She made a sound in her throat, almost reflexively wanting to stop it.

But when he thought about it, a little intolerance would lead to a big conspiracy, and he would realize his mistake later and correct it, so he withdrew his action. Instead, he crossed his chest, raised his head, and looked at him with squinting eyes, saying, "Come here and apologize to me, If I apologize, I will forgive you for your overbearing appearance.

"Why should I apologize?"

It was the first thing he said, towards her.

Her heart trembled, and she almost fell off the small round bench.

Parents, teachers, aunts, he, he... the voice of the prince is so nice!She loves the prince!

"Because, because..."

She was completely captivated by him, blushing and unable to utter a word.

Seeing her being so coy, Xiao Zhuang was very upset, knocked on the table, and provocatively said, "Because you are not as good as our boss Liang, so you have to surrender to boss Liang just like us!"

"Yep……"

Beside him, a group of young people echoed.

"What's so great about her?"

When he asked, she wanted to wave her hand.

It's not great anymore, it's not great anywhere, the prince is great!

What kind of princess, she is no longer, what kind of crown, she doesn't wear it anymore.

From now on, she just wants to be his follower, his follower alone.

Xiao Zhuang was dumbfounded by the question, and he turned his head for a long time before he said a word.

"Our bright boss...can memorize the ninety-nine multiplication table!"

"That's right, we are the only one who can teach in the whole kindergarten!"

After all the responses, Moon suddenly felt that being able to memorize the ninety-nine multiplication table was not enough to show her intelligence. She also knew Sudoku, Rubik's Cube, and senior grade questions. She knew too much, and she had to tell him. .

The prince obviously didn't care, turned his face away, and recited the multiplication table number by number. His voice was very slow, three points serious and seven points childish, and it sounded deadly.

He finished.

A group of young people were still very confused, and finally laughed.

"You recited it wrong, all wrong!"

Everyone was laughing at him, only she had already fallen under the table in astonishment, but he actually... recited it backwards!

He... is completely different from what she imagined, he is simply a treasure boy.

His looks are not as good as his, his voice is not as good as his, and his brain is not as good as his. It's over, he is too difficult to deal with.

"Go away! Go away!"

She angrily drove away a group of people, a little guilty, and a little cautious looking at him.

He is colder.

He was so smart, he must have seen right away that this group of people was brought by her to teach him a lesson, and it was all because she was smart.

She shrank aside a little ashamed, stealing a glance at him from time to time.

His obsession with cleanliness should be very serious. Looking at the book that was densely covered with pencil dust, at such a young age, there was a destructive gloom in his eyes.

She swore that if he looked at her like that, she would cry.

So, she hurriedly gave him her well-packed book cover, and exchanged his dirty one for herself.

"give me."

He looked at her, probably thinking that she was making trouble again, and became even more displeased.

She hugged his dirty book cover tightly, shaking her head, "No."

He frowned, and had to say, this kind of action was so handsome.

"why?"

"what why?"

Her voice was soft and waxy. He said three words to her today, and she floated happily.

"I don't like talking to idiots."

"...No, no reason, I just like dirty ones."

His frown deepened.

"No, I just like you."

She turned her face away, a few words nestled in her throat, her voice was like a mosquito.

When she turned her face again, she saw traces of red gradually rising from his ears, it should be... angry?
After this incident, she thought that he would get closer to her, at least as a classmate relationship.

She thinks too much.

Freezing three feet does not happen in a day, and she wants to melt this iceberg, and it is a long way to go.

There is a saying: If you can't get it, you will perish.

Since she doesn't have a good impression in his heart, he just broke the can.

She talked loudly when he was sleeping, hummed bugs flying when he was writing, and when he was going to the toilet...

If he hadn't turned his face in time and warned her with embarrassing eyes, she would have almost followed.

"Hmph, staring at him again~"

She pouted and pointed her fingers aggrievedly outside the men's room. She didn't do it on purpose, but she was just fascinated by his back. No matter who told him that everything was so good-looking, he wouldn't think of her as a female hooligan, right? ?

Dad said: Perseverance is victory
She has never been a patient person, but she is happy when she sees him, and she wants to follow him for the rest of her life.

"Why don't you like me? If you don't like me, just take care of me. I'm beautiful and not clingy!"

No wonder, if he ignores him, she will stick him to death.

From class to get out of class, from morning to dusk, she kept chanting in his ears, like a tortured Tang monk.

The hard work paid off, and finally...he couldn't stand it anymore, and turned to look at her.

Her eyes lit up, "You decided to talk to me?!"

When she was overjoyed, he took out a pen from the pencil case and drew a line in the middle of the desk.

"The lines you draw are so straight!"

She exclaimed with sparkling eyes.

He pursed his lips, as if he was speechless about something.

Could it be to her?

No, she realized it later and looked down at this line. This line... is the dividing line?He wants to divide the territory with her?Why?

Why!

The only connection between them is the identity of being at the same table!
(End of this chapter)