lover beside

Chapter 398

Seeing that Qing Huan sighed and turned his head and let go, Qing Jin panicked, hurried over, and asked softly, "Qing Huan, what's wrong with you, are you angry?"

Qing Huan couldn't help but laugh, "I guessed the purpose of your wanting to enter Yuwen. Yuwen is more liberal arts, so there are many beautiful girls..."

Qing Jin smiled.

This fool actually worried about this.

Seeing that Qing Jin didn't respond, Qing Huan called out, "Look, you acquiesced, right? I knew you were thinking this way, let's see if Mom knows it and won't tear your skin apart!"

Qing Jin smiled, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to rub Qing Huan's hair, "Idiot, I'm still a self-righteous idiot."

Qing Huan wanted to refute, but suddenly couldn't speak.Qing Jin's eyes fell softly on her face, but it seemed that there was a heavy texture oppressing her, making her unable to speak out.

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"Ziheng, what do you mean?" On the playground during the lunch break, the autumn sun radiated the last warmth.Du Huan pushed his glasses with his fingers, then looked at Ziheng again in disbelief, "Who is this Lin Qinghuan? Do you still need your help?"

Ziheng's face turned red, and he was a little speechless.

On the other hand, Old Wu beside Ziheng patted Du Huan on the shoulder, "Du Huan, sit down, can you stop being so excited? Otherwise, the whole school will see you bouncing around like a grasshopper later." .”

Du Huan was so angry that his glasses stood up, "Who do you say is a grasshopper!"

As soon as Old Wu saw Du Huan angry, he immediately begged for mercy, "Okay, I am a grasshopper. As long as you believe that there are such round and smooth grasshoppers as me in this world."

Du Huan couldn't help laughing "Puchier", and there was a bit of a woman's shyness hidden in the glasses, "Pearl and jade... You have ruined this word."

Du Huan sat down, turned his head and ignored Old Wu, and stared at Ziheng, "Ziheng, are you going to tell me or not?"

Ziheng smiled, "Anyway, the photography agency also needs to recruit people, so please help me tell the people in the photography agency that Lin Qinghuan is a good newcomer."

Du Huan rested his chin and stared at Ziheng for a while, "Ziheng, I told you that I like you a long time ago, don't you secretly have other thoughts and don't tell me!"

Old Wu immediately pretended to hang himself, pulled Ziheng's sleeve and said, "Ziheng, people like you too, oh..."

Du Huan immediately jumped up and chased after Old Wu. Two minutes later, Old Wu howled like killing a pig from the shade of a tree.

Ziheng smiled.The blue sky and white clouds could not help but flash in front of my eyes, and I remembered that day when her pure white shirt was matched with a sky blue dress.There are soft strands of hair that brush gently over her shoulders.

Why help her?The two of them haven't talked since that time, so what's wrong with him?

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"Squad leader... this, I really can't do this." Qing Huan blushed and shied away, but the monitor looked serious, "Lin Qinghuan, this is the expectation of the whole class. The head teacher has also agreed to this arrangement. If you don't participate, our class will have to abstain."

There was an art festival at the school in October, and the schedule of various projects was very full. Qing Huan originally wanted to sign up for the photography exhibition, but was assigned a place to participate in the poetry recitation by the monitor.

The class monitor is still blaming you, "Lin Qinghuan, you have a very nice voice. A teacher praised you before, saying that you recite the text very well. Even Jin Xiaole, who loves to sleep most, can stare at you with wide eyes and won't sleep anymore... ...So Lin Qinghuan, this poetry recitation must be you, I am still waiting for you to come back with a ranking for our class!"

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"You, you can't tell the difference even when you roll your tongue, and you still report to the radio station! What do you think, you!" Du Huan stared at a thin boy in front of him, and kicked the stool beside him angrily.

Immediately after that, another one came in, a girl, with a good voice, reciting "Haiyan" with great emotion.After the recitation, he looked at Du Huan with sparkling eyes, as if he was determined to win.

Du Huan lowered his eyes for a full five seconds before lifting them up, "I'm really emotional and full of emotion. But classmate, please don't recite "Haiyan" with the Hong Kong and Taiwan accent you learned, OK? You make me feel that Haiyan is a hypochondriac at all, how can it fly over the stormy sea!"

The girl did not show weakness, and also retorted with a loud voice, "What's the matter? Everything in Hong Kong and Taiwan is so hot now, the school radio station should also learn and accept everything new!"

Du Huan threw the pen in his hand aside, turned to look at the members of the radio station, "Who recommended this?"

There was silence, no one dared to speak out.

The girl walked away writhingly, her face full of resentment.

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Ziheng sat in the seat of the poetry recital, and looked at Du Huan with a smile, "Why are you still so angry? I put off other things, so I made a special trip to accompany you to the recital."

Du Huan bit his pen, "This is my last hope. If no newcomers can be found in this poetry reading, this year's radio station will shave their heads. NND, I'm wondering, isn't it funny, no With a Hong Kong-Taiwan accent, won’t these freshmen know how to speak?”

Ziheng could only laugh.

Du Huan snorted, "Okay, I'll take your love. After listening to this recitation, I'll go to Guan Xin from the photography agency, and I'll definitely put the girl you recommended into it."

Ziheng lowered his head and smiled, "She is actually great. Even if there is no recommendation, I believe she should be fine. But, I hope to help her get an insurance policy, and I don't want to see any mistakes."

Ziheng lowered his eyelashes as he spoke.The lamp above his head cast a layer of soft and warm light on his eyelashes, shining like silk.

In fact, he hadn't seen a picture of Qing Huan yet.After Qing Huan finished shooting, he said that the developed photos would be shown to him, but they hadn't been sent yet, so he was too embarrassed to look for them.I can only hope in the bottom of my heart.

Du Huan stared at Ziheng and sighed, "Student Lu Ziheng, do you know what you look like now?"

Ziheng raised his eyes, "Huh? What?"

Du Huan gritted his teeth, "A boar in heat!"

"Ah! What a metaphor..." Ziheng laughed dumbfounded, but he also took Du Huan's face full of hesitation.

Du Huan is a very straightforward girl. She told him frankly when she first entered the school that she liked him.However, Du Huan was not as difficult as the other girls. Instead, he walked to him step by step and became one of his best friends.

Frankly speaking, sometimes Ziheng doesn't think of Du Huan as a girl.

While laughing and laughing, a soft and light voice suddenly rang out: "Hi everyone, I am Lin Qinghuan from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High. I am reciting Xi Murong's poem "A Flowering Tree" to you."

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