I have special communication skills

Chapter 63 Quiet Changes

No matter how reluctant she was, Yang Mianmian's winter vacation life disappeared day by day, and she started school before the [-]th day. After all, it is a special gift for senior high school students to have such a long vacation. Do you still want to spend the Lantern Festival like the first and second graders?Stop dreaming.

As soon as school started, I felt the tense learning atmosphere, but for Yang Mianmian, it was as boring as every time in previous years. The difference is... the people in No. 90.00 Middle School had a feast of eyes, and people kept looking at her since Yang Mianmian entered the school. , the return rate is not [-]% but also [-]%.

She walked back to the class from the school gate with a dull face, almost being overwhelmed by the barrage of complaints:

What to see, what to see, haven't you seen it? !
It's not the first time everyone has met, why do you look at me like this!
We see our classmates every day, why do we still show that expression!
I changed my clothes!Don't you guys recognize me without my school uniform? !

"It's so beautiful." Even the students who have been in the same class as Yang Mianmian for more than a year couldn't help whispering and exchanging glances.

Lu Jiali even asked directly: "Mianmian, your clothes look good, are you new?"

"Yeah." She put down her schoolbag, took out her winter homework and prepared to hand it in, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Lu Jiali bit her lips: "Why aren't you wearing your school uniform today?"

"It's one degree below zero today. Wearing school uniform won't freeze me to death." She straightened her desk, and seeing that the whole class was almost looking at her, she touched her face, "Are there any flowers on my face?"

"No." A round-faced girl smiled at her and whispered, "You look so pretty with your hair up."

Yang Mianmian couldn't help touching her braids, and the corners of her mouth turned up: "Really?" She didn't wear her hair down like before today. It was because of the rubber bands in the past, and she didn't want to show her face. She used her hair to block other people's eyes, but today she braided her hair into a side braid, revealing her entire face.

"Well, it's very beautiful." The soft and cute girl looked at her curiously, "Did you make it up yourself?"

Yang Mianmian was stuck, not knowing whether to say "yes" or "isn't it".

The cute strawberry hair circle snickered: "Well, it was made when Jing Chu came to bring her breakfast in the morning. After practicing for a few days, the craftsmanship is already very good."

Fortunately, the girl continued talking to herself: "I also want to wear this kind of hair, but it doesn't look good in any way. My mother said that I can do it with this kind of ponytail."

"It's good." She lacked experience in communicating with her peers, but it's not good to turn around and leave, so she could only bite the bullet and answer, "Your skin is fair."

The girl didn't expect Yang Mianmian to answer the conversation, and she was a little flattered, and her speech speed increased: "You are beautiful, your skin is so good, how do you usually take care of it?"

"Uh..." She has no experience at all, how should she answer her?
Lu Jiali was just across the aisle from her, and when she heard the words, she said disdainfully, "She can't even afford milk, let alone skin care products."

The provocative meaning in her words was so obvious that the girl felt embarrassed, blushed suddenly, and tried to explain: "I didn't mean that!"

Yang Mianmian said calmly, "I know."

The girl was slightly taken aback, but she smiled at her, trying to bring the subject back: "Your skin is naturally good, I'm even more envious."

"You'll be fine if you don't stay up late at night to read novels." Yang Mianmian could already hear her headband muttering about her misdeeds of reading novels under the covers.

Then small talk becomes natural:

"But this novel is really good to read."

"Oh, I've seen it, and it's okay."

"Ah, then did you tell me that the heroine and the heroine were together in the end?"

"Well, HE."

"Great, if it was an abuse article, I would definitely cry to death. By the way, I recommend an article to you..."

Yang Mianmian, who had been recommended N novels, went back to her seat and sat down. Suddenly, it seemed that communicating with them was not that difficult. Although everyone's brain waves were sometimes not on the same frequency, it was not as annoying as imagined.

It turned out that she and them were not just about homework papers to talk about.

But what is this girl's name... Deng Manling seems to be the life committee member in the class, her grades are in the upper middle class, different from the high-cold circle of top students like Si Xiaowen and Zhang Qiao, they also have their own small circle, and they don't It’s not that you only know how to study every day, you can chat about gossip, lose weight, food, and boys.

She is now talking to her tablemate Tong Xin: "Yang Mianmian doesn't look difficult to get along with, but Lu Jiali speaks harshly. Aren't they friends?"

"Yang Mianmian is withdrawn and aloof, but have you heard her say bad things about anyone? Lu Jiali is a person who looks like a traitor. Is it interesting to be friends with others and borrow homework while always mentioning that they are poor?" Tong Xinkuai He speaks quickly and has a sharp personality, and his voice has not been deliberately lowered.

Yang Mianmian rested her chin, feeling that Tong Xin, that silly girl, wasn't that annoying.

"Hey, Reiko, have you finished your papers? I heard that the teacher's exercise book will not be approved, but the test papers need to be checked. I haven't finished my physics yet, so I can't do the last few big questions." Tong Xin elbowed Hitting Deng Manling, "Did you do it?"

Deng Manling shook her head: "I can't do it either."

Tong Xin stretched her neck to borrow it everywhere, but she couldn't finish it, and she didn't want to borrow homework from people like Si Xiaowen with upturned nostrils, so she rolled her eyes and signaled Deng Manling to borrow it from Yang Mianmian. Deng Manling hesitated : "We don't know her well."

"It's not hard to talk to her after you've said it all." Tong Xin stood up, "Forget it, I'll go."

She walked to Yang Mianmian's desk and cleared her throat: "Yang Mianmian, have you finished your physics papers, can you lend me a look?"

Yang Mianmian handed her the paper, and Tong Xin smiled happily: "Thank you!"

She took it back with great interest and had a look with Deng Manling... "How did she come up with this answer? I can't understand it." Tong Xin scratched her head in pain, "Lingzi, you are smarter than me, where is this?"

Deng Manling compared her steps to solve the problem, but her brows were also frowned: "Which formula is this?"

When the two of them were discussing quietly, a ball of paper was thrown on their table. Tong Xin opened it curiously, and inside was very clearly written steps to solve the problem, and all the formulas were listed.

Deng Manling and her lip-synced each other, and turned their heads to thank her, but Yang Mianmian kept lying on the table and looking out of the window, and didn't turn around, as if she didn't write the note just now.

The desk was very relieved: "Mianmian, you will get along with your classmates now."

Pencil box: "Well, it seems like Mianmian has become a little more cheerful."

Pen: "The door in Mianmian's heart is opened to Jing Chu, and then she can see other people!"

Yang Mianmian glared at the pen from embarrassment, she was so wordy!

But it's clearly a good start.

On the second day of school, the teachers of various subjects came to make a surprise inspection for an exam, saying that they wanted to see if everyone had missed their homework during the winter vacation. Of course, the result was devastated.

Fortunately, the teachers didn’t close the papers for corrections, they gave up in class, and they said harsh words. They will come again next week. The topics are similar. If you fail the exam again, you will be welcome. Do you want to go to the construction site to move bricks if you don’t work hard in the third year of high school?

The students who were relieved for a holiday suddenly entered a state of tension.

Deng Manling is partial to liberal arts, but when she first chose science, she listened to her family's reason that science is easy to find a job. Therefore, Chinese and English are high scores, but mathematics, physics and chemistry are lagging behind, and her grades have dropped from the original top few. In the middle reaches, Tong Xin is not much better. She is neither high nor low in every subject, and maintains the level of the middle and lower reaches.

"What should I do, Lingzi, my mother said that if I go on like this, I can only take an ordinary undergraduate exam, and she still expects me to go to Nantah University." After school, Tong Xin was still biting the pen and thinking about the topic.

Deng Manling also sighed. She felt that she shouldn't choose science. Memorizing texts is much easier than using formulas.

"Mianmian." Tong Xin once again showed her self-awareness, and stopped Yang Mianmian who was packing her schoolbag and was about to go home, "Can you tell us the topic."

Yang Mianmian looked at the clock, and it was still early, so she agreed to come down: "Where?"

Tong Xin felt a little embarrassed to ask her such a simple question, but she didn't expect that Yang Mianmian didn't show contempt, and told her the key points.

"Ah, in fact, there is another question that I didn't understand. How did you come to this step?"

By the time Yang Mianmian finished explaining the physics papers to them, more than half an hour had passed.

Deng Manling said, "Thank you, did it delay your return home?"

"It's okay, there's still time."

"Is the question we asked stupid?" Tong Xin asked curiously.

Yang Mianmian was expressionless: "All the questions are stupid."

Tong Xin smiled awkwardly, but Deng Manling said, "I thought we couldn't understand what you said, but I didn't expect you to speak very clearly."

"I used to be a tutor, but it was too troublesome and not profitable, so I quit."

Her part-time job history is full of bitter tears.

Deng Manling seemed to be afraid of touching her self-esteem, so she said cautiously: "Actually, I also work part-time during the summer vacation." They were just experiencing life. God just gave up.

But this kind of heart is really commendable.

"I never think it's shameful that I'm poor." Yang Mianmian stood up to pack her schoolbag, "I support myself, what's wrong?" She looked at the time and put her schoolbag on her back, "I'm leaving Alright, the paper is in my drawer, if you want to read it, take it yourself."

She was in a hurry to leave not because of a part-time job, nor to meet Jing Chu, but... the class that Jing Chu had enrolled for her had started, and she had to go to that female teacher's class from seven o'clock to nine o'clock every day.

It is said that the teacher is the successor of Wing Chun. In addition to teaching Wing Chun, he will also teach some fighting skills.

Of course, tuition is very expensive, very expensive, but worth it.

When Jing Chu came to pick her up at nine o'clock, she was already sore and dozed off as soon as she got in the car. Jing Chu asked, "Send you home?"

"No," she yawned, "I'm hungry."

So he made a detour and took her to eat a bowl of beef noodles first, and then sent him home. She struggled to get home and was already sleepy, and went straight to the bed as soon as she entered the door.

"Stop taking a bath?" Jing Chu pulled her back, "Stinky girl."

Yang Mianmian lay in his arms and muttered, "There's a place to take a bath over there. It doesn't cost money, and the water bill is also very expensive. It's still gas-fired, which is more expensive. Of course I came back after washing it. It stinks." gone."

Jing Chu sniffed her neck, and it was really fragrant: "Have you taken the calcium tablets?"

"I want to sleep, it's already ten o'clock, and I have to get up early tomorrow." During the winter vacation, I can sleep until I wake up naturally, but now that school starts, I can't. Yang Mianmian has started to feel lazy.

Jing Chu grimaced: "Wait for five minutes before going to sleep." He looked for a thermos to pour water for her, but found that there was none, "Do you always drink cold water?"

"The kettle is broken and can't be burned. It costs a dime a pot to go downstairs to make a soak. I don't want to go." She took off her clothes and planned to crawl into bed to sleep.

Jing Chu really admired her for being able to survive till now: "I'll fetch water for you."

There are only two hot water pots, and they are still the kind of floral plastic shells from the last century, and they are quite strong: "We are the dowry of Mian Mian! Huh! The villain who robbed us of Mian Mian!"

When Jing Chu fetched hot water, he found that she hadn't finished taking off her clothes, and she was lying on the bed crumbling and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)