Come To the Question

Song Man sat in his seat, lost in thought.

In the past few years, she has become accustomed to the change of sight, from compliment to disdain. At first, her mood fluctuated a little, but she forcibly endured it. After that, it seemed that there was nothing. It is unbearable, it all depends on the mood.

It was supposed to be the same today, but I don't know why she felt that way.

She didn't care whether the eyes around her were surprise or admiration.

But the smile of the man in front seemed to make her feel a lot better.

Song Man felt that it was probably because the other party was good-looking, who wouldn't like it if it was pleasing to the eye.

For the remaining half of the class, Song Man still wrote questions on his mobile phone.

After class, Song Man fell on the table and started to make up for sleep.

When Chu Fengqiu came over, what she saw was that her face was slightly deformed by the pressure on her arms.

The squeezing on the cheeks looks white and soft, as if it feels very good.

Chu Fengqiu tilted his head and saw someone quietly looking at Song Man's sleeping face, a little strange in his heart.

"Can you lend me your physics homework?"

Chu Fengqiu asked politely, the boy hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and found a physics exercise book for Chu Fengqiu on his desktop.

Chu Fengqiu stood there and started watching, making the boy nervous and thinking that there was something wrong with his physics homework, and kept waiting for Chu Fengqiu to speak.

But until the class bell rang, Chu Fengqiu put down his homework and didn't tell him any problems.

"what's the situation?"

The boy looked at his roommate in confusion.

"How do I know, maybe it's using your homework to think about which question, it's not looking at you anyway."

The same table shrugged, indicating that Xueba's mind is not easy to guess.

"Then I know for sure."

The boy snorted softly and wanted to see Song Man again, but found that she was awake.

Song Man was awakened by the class bell and looked up to see the teacher walking in.

Song Man continued to pretend to be a scumbag, and began to sleep as soon as his head was lowered.

So half-dream, half-awake and occasionally playing with the phone. After noon, as soon as school was over at noon, Song Man walked out, carrying the small bag that Deng Wei had brought in the morning.

Deng Wei was waiting for Song Man downstairs, and when he saw Song Man coming out, he immediately greeted him.

"Sister Man, what are we having for lunch today?"

"Go find Ailan."

"Row."

It's not allowed to ride motorcycles in school, and Song Man wouldn't ride his baby over there.

Ailan should be at work now.

The barber shop she was in was outside a community, and the business was not bad.

When Song Man passed by, Ai Lan was busy with an order and was smoking at the door.

Her hair is arctic green, and the way she is holding a cigarette is unprovoked and full of vicissitudes.

Ailan is one year older than Song Man. She has studied hairdressing in junior high school. From being an apprentice to now, when she is not with Song Man, she always looks a little lifeless.

Seeing Song Man, Ai Lan hurriedly threw the cigarette in her hand on the ground and crushed it out, looking like she had done something wrong.

"What did you smoke?"

Song Man handed the bag over.

"Liqun."

Fourteen packs of Liqun, Song Man nodded and said that he had made progress, making Ailan ashamed and wishing he could bury his head in the sewer not far away.

Before, Ailan only smoked bad cigarettes for a few dollars. Song Man had met him for a while, and said that he was so flustered that Ailan never smoked in front of her.

She doesn't mind other people's smoking, but she just thinks that even if you smoke, you shouldn't smoke too low-quality cigarettes, because it puts more pressure on the body, so last time, she passed a pack of high-end cigarettes from her father and threw them to Ailan, so that she can cherish it. Own.

As for people, if you don't love yourself and expect others to love you, that's a dream.

"how does it taste?"

Ailan's eyes were full of anticipation.

She tried it several times and felt that it was similar, so she let Deng Wei send it to Song Man.

"It's delicious, but next time there's no need to worry about it, it's a waste of money and effort, it's better to have a good meal by yourself."

Song Man knew that it was Ai-ran's intention, but there was no need for Ai-ran to spend this time and energy to take care of her.

"Just delicious."

Ai Lan smiled and put the bag in the barber shop, but walked out with a face down after a while.

"Busy?"

Ailan nodded, a little unwilling.

It was difficult for Song Man to come to her, but there are more customers in the store now, so she can't leave.

"Then you should be busy first, you can eat the same meal anytime."

"Then it's the afternoon. I'll definitely be free in the afternoon. I'll send you a message at that time. In the afternoon, I'll invite you...you guys have dinner."

Alan said hastily.

"Do I still need a treat from my younger brother?"

Song Man waved his hand, acting like a big sister.

Deng Wei couldn't speak at all, watching Song Man and Ailan say each and every one of you, and followed him in confusion.

Speaking of which, if Song Man had a meal with someone, she would usually pay for it, unless it was someone else who was in the game, or it was an apology.

That **** like Deng Wei's BBQ yesterday should be invited.

While eating, Deng Wei's babble never stopped.

"Sister Man, how do you feel in the Xueba class, do you feel that you have been nurtured?"

"Tsk, this word is really the highest level of your word usage."

"That's not great. I'm a good literate person, but if I make progress in the Xueba class, Sister Man can't share weal and woe with me."

You must know that Song Man was last to the bottom, and Deng Wei was hovering within a few dozen.

"Can I be the same as you? I handed in a blank paper and failed the test. You have written all the papers and failed the test. What the hell?"

Song Man rolled her eyes. She was too lazy to make her question wrong to a new level, so she simply wrote choices and fill-in-the-blank, and didn't write anything with too many words.

The composition is always blank, otherwise it will never fail the test.

"What, Sister Man, are you going to start writing the test paper?"

Deng Wei was shocked.

Song Man rolled his eyes at him, too lazy to speak.

She is still thinking.

"By the way, do you know Chu Fengqiu?"

Song Man suddenly remembered this matter and asked Deng Wei.

Deng Wei can be regarded as the school's bag of inquiries, from the teacher and the principal to the school sisters and sisters, and the information is thoroughly grasped.

After all, he was Song Man's chief younger brother, so what if he didn't have any skills.

"Wow, Sister Man, you don't know Chu Fengqiu! Chu Fengqiu!"

Mentioning this Deng Wei was a little excited, and then slapped his head and remembered that Chu Fengqiu was in the same class.

Damn, aren't the grandsons in the first class dead beautiful, two beautiful women are in their class, it's so beautiful to think about it.

Although these two beauties may be women they can't get.

Deng Wei stopped even eating, and began to talk to Song Man about Chu Fengqiu.

Enrollment is the school flower. It is the most popular in forums and post bars. I don’t know how many boys want to confess. People are good-looking and have good grades. They are the first in the middle school entrance examination and enter the first high school. First, in the provincial joint entrance examination, he also beat the pack, and his ranking has not dropped out of the top three. He can be called a legendary figure.

Moreover, people are not the kind of people who study hard. They can play the piano and the violin and have studied ballet and folk dance. There are many medals and certificates in the competition.

In elementary school, he participated in the Mathematical Olympiad and won the first prize in the Hope Cup National Youth Mathematics Competition. When he was in junior high school, he participated in the National Mathematics Invitational Competition and won the second prize.

In short, they are all kinds of awesome, school giants, and teachers' darlings.

"And she has a very good personality, not the kind with nostrils above her eyes, and she doesn't play with people. She either ignores or refuses and simply refuses. The last time I had a nosebleed, she even borrowed a tissue for me. ."

"How can there be such a perfect goddess."

Deng Wei sighed.

Song Man took out a tissue and wiped the saliva from his desk.

"You like her so much?"

"Hi... No, no, no, no, no, no. 1 in my heart is definitely Sister Man, you are irreplaceable by anyone!"

Deng Wei woke up instantly and smiled at Song Man.

Song Man stood up and went to pay.

Deng Wei hurriedly paid his own money, not asking Song Man.

Song Man was not dissatisfied, but felt that the girl was quite powerful.

Chu Fengqiu.

She whispered the name softly.

A gust of warm wind blew over, disturbing Song Man's messy thoughts.

It is a rule of class to change seats every Friday afternoon. The time is between evening self-study classes. The seating chart is projected on the screen by a projector, and everyone can find their own seat and change it.

Song Man sat next to Chu Fengqiu and was in the first row.

It's been years since she was so close to the podium, and Song Man could feel her parents' hard work.

"Do you want me to help you pack your things?"

Chu Fengqiu looked at Song Man's messy desktop and said he could help.

Chu Fengqiu's desktop is clean and fresh, just like how she feels.

"No, I can do it myself."

Song Man took out everything in the drawer and put it on the table. Apart from those books and exercise books, she didn't have many things.

Chu Fengqiu nodded and watched Song Man pack up.

Song Man put all the books in the drawer, which used to be piled on the table, anyway, he used to cover his mobile phone, so that the teacher could not see and not bother, but now sitting in the first row, the fixed iron podium was the best. A good barrier, just to keep the table clean.

Sitting next to Chu Fengqiu, Song Man suddenly felt that the air was fresher.

This is definitely not a compliment, it's describing the facts.

The big men in the science class are always smelly, but the girl's seat exudes a clean and good smell.

The bell for evening self-study rang, and the old class looked at the new seat and said something.

"The monthly test will start on Wednesday. I hope that students can seize the time to review the content they have learned before, preview the content they are about to learn, and get good grades in the test."

Unlike class 11, who would cry and howl as soon as they heard the exam, class 1 could not be quiet.

Everyone began to bow their heads to do their homework, and Lao Ban's eyes turned around Song Man's body, but he didn't say anything and walked out.

No one was in the evening self-study, Song Man took out his mobile phone.

But before it was placed on the table, the wrist was lightly buckled.

Song Man cursed, and Chu Fengqiu raised his eyebrows when he heard it.

"Fuck. Who?"

The low voice, with some moist softness, rang in Song Man's ears.

Song Man was shocked.

Do all your goddesses talk like this?

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