Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

When you're busy, things go by so fast.

June came unexpectedly, and even gave a wave of presence.

In a few days, the college entrance examination will be held.

Recently, on the campus of No. 1 Middle School, the sound of laughing and fighting has subsided, and the sound of reading aloud can be heard. Not to mention the third grade, even the monkeys in the first and second grades are too serious.

Everyone took a deep breath and rushed to the final review stage.

The college entrance examination is held on June 7th and 8th. All high schools in Haicheng will give senior high school candidates three days off in advance, allowing them to adjust their schedules, relax their minds, and prepare for the exam at home.

On the afternoon of the last day of the holiday, the school will ask to return to school and hold a pre-examination mobilization meeting. The juniors and juniors of senior one and senior two will also participate. They, it's time to work hard.

During the morning exercises, Tang Xia often looked at the empty playground on the other side.

All the seniors and sisters in the third year of high school went home, and the No. 1 Middle School suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was very oppressive, as if a monstrous war was brewing.

Tang Xia didn't like this kind of feeling, it made her palpitate inexplicably, and made her afraid of the unknown career in her senior year of high school.

"Damn it! Big news! Big news!"

During the lunch break at noon, Tang Xia fell asleep on the table. Before she had slept for a few minutes, she heard someone yelling and rushing into the classroom with an uncontrollable tremor in her voice.

"What news?"

"Tell me, tell me, who is it about?"

"Stop patronizing and panting, isn't this to whet everyone's appetite!"

…

One after another words sounded from every corner of the classroom, Tang Xia frowned, slowly straightened up, and looked along the source of the sound.

It turned out to be Qihui.

The girl looked at him strangely, seeing that the latter threw the English recitation book on her desk with a "slap", and then ran up to the podium in a hurry, as if to announce to the world.

Squad leader Zhao Yang sternly warned from below, "Be quiet!"

But no one paid attention to him, everyone's curiosity was indeed aroused by Qi Hui, all of them stared at the boy's mouth with wide eyes, as if they wanted to hear the so-called "big news" immediately.

Qi Hui straightened his back, raised his head at a slant 45, and said loudly—

"Tan Xiao is back!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked!

Even Zhao Yang stopped writing the questions, raised his head and looked at Qi Hui slightly surprised.

"It's true! I just came back from silence, and I saw it with my own eyes when I passed the office of the third grade group!"

Who is Tan Xiao? That's the big brother who was in charge at No. 1 Middle School back then! Qi Hui will never admit his mistake!

"Tan Xiao...he's not..."

Someone under the podium hesitated to speak.

Everyone was silent, no one expressed their opinions, and no one asked for follow-up.

At that time, Tan Xiao had a fight with Jiang Cheran from Qing Gongyuan, but something unexpected happened later, and almost no one in the school didn't know about it. It's just that some people know more, some people know less, some people know the truth of the matter, and some people listen to the rumors and piece things together.

But at least, everyone knew that Tan Xiao was expelled from No. 1 Middle School.

He is no longer a student in No. 1 Middle School, what is he doing back here?

And wasn't it rumored that Tan Xiao was arrested by the police and later "escaped" boldly?

Police stop chasing? Can he enter and exit the school openly?

Many questions circled in my mind, but no one dared to raise doubts.

Tang Xia clenched her fists, anxiously waiting for Qi Hui to say more about the situation.

Han Yu looked at her after two groups, probably reading the girl's expression, seeing no response, he simply asked, "Then what?"

Qi Hui shrugged, turned his eyes, and replied with some helplessness: "That's all, and I can't get into the office of the senior year. I only see Tan Xiao and the grade leader talking."

Everyone was very disappointed, and one by one returned to their seats, muttering in low voices.

Tang Xia bit her lower lip, a little lost in thought.

Seeing this, Qi Hui was just about to say a few more words when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Teacher Luo appearing at the back window of the classroom, and jumped off the podium in fright.

As soon as Teacher Luo entered the door, he reached out to greet Zhao Yang.

"Delay everyone for a few minutes before self-study at noon, and write a card for the third graders in high school."

She gave Zhao Yang a bunch of palm-sized cards, very simple in style, but divided into various colors.

This is to be posted on the cheering wall on the day of the mobilization meeting. There are hundreds of people in the first and second grades of high school. These hundreds of cards are pasted on the cheering wall. Just thinking about it makes me feel full of fighting spirit.

While Zhao Yang was handing out the card, Teacher Luo reminded: "You can decide what to write, but it must be positive. You can sign or remain anonymous."

Tang Xia got the card and bit her pen in a daze.

Her consciousness was still stuck in Qi Hui's words, and it was not until Teacher Luo said, "Give everyone another minute", that the girl was brought back to reality.

Tang Xia scratched her head, not knowing what to write, so she secretly went to see Fu Han's at the same table.

Fu Han didn't hide it, and let Tang Xia see it openly.

There are two words flying and flying on the card: come on.

Followed by three huge exclamation points.

"..." Tang Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You are so disingenuous."

Fu Han refused to admit it, "This is the most practical!"

In fact, his Chinese was not good enough, and he was too lazy to use his brain, so he simply wrote "Come on".

Tang Xia looked away, pondered for a while, and finally began to write.

"Let me see what you wrote." Fu Han leaned over curiously.

The girl quickly blocked it with her hand, shook her head and said quickly: "No, no, don't look."

"Why?" Fu Han was aggrieved, and held out his own card to Tang Xia, "You've already read mine."

Not only watched it, but also complained about it.

"You can't watch that either." Tang Xia insisted, no matter what Fu Han said, he still remained unwavering.

She didn't write with literary talent, but she felt embarrassed, so she didn't want others to see it.

When Zhao Yang came to collect it, his gaze stayed on Tang Xia's card for a few seconds, which made the girl panic.

Fortunately, Zhao Yang didn't say much, maintaining his usual calm expression, and handed all the cards to Mr. Luo.

After class, Tang Xia was just about to go to the bathroom, but when she went out, she bumped into a girl head-on.

Because the two are about the same height, their foreheads hit each other. Tang Xia whimpered in pain, and stretched out her hands to rub her forehead back and forth.

"Tang Xia?"

The girl froze for a moment, touched the knocked out bag and raised her head.

"Pei Xiao?"

It was actually an old classmate from Class Ten, Tang Xia laughed.

In the end, Pei Xiao grabbed her and ran away.

Tang Xia staggered and almost fell.

"It's just right! I'll take you to gossip!"

Pei Xiao is still the same as before, mastering the first-hand resources in the school, and any trouble can make her excited.

"Gossip?" Tang Xia trotted to keep up, panting.

Pei Xiao didn't turn her head, but her voice was loud and clear.

"You don't know that Tan Xiao is back? Director Qi is talking to him! I heard that Tan Xiao wants to take the college entrance examination!"