When He Smiles

As soon as the day comes to Thursday, it feels like Saturday is coming.

The wave of mock exams finally passed, and the usual calm and warmth in the classroom was restored. Without the pressure of exams, the whole person is relaxed. The sun shines into the classroom, and almost everyone is lying on the table, enjoying the warm and softness of the afternoon break.

Meng Shengnan was painting on white paper with a pencil, and Xue Lin poked her with a finger behind him.

"What's the matter?" she asked softly.

"Lent me your English notebook for use."

Meng Shengnan handed over the notebook, and soon Xue Lin called her again.

The girl's expression was very surprised: "Did you remember what the teacher said today?"

"--No."

"Forget it, give it to you."

"You use Fu Song's."

"My God, his characters are super crazy, it's not bad to know three characters."

Meng Shengnan: "..."

At the moment, the boy who was maligned looked up from the book and glanced at these two. With a faint expression in her eyes, Xue Lin shook as she watched, busy making colors for Meng Shengnan. Unexpectedly, this person would ask: "Why didn't you take notes?"

Xue Lin: "..."

Meng Shengnan: "..."

This person's thinking is really different from ordinary people. Xue Lin suffocated a smile, couldn't help it, and turned her head to the side. Meng Shengnan coughed and coughed, but he didn't know how to answer, and only replied for a long time.

"Can't you be lazy occasionally?"

"Learning can't be lazy."

Meng Shengnan sighed inwardly: "How tired I have been online all the time."

Xue Lin gave a thumbs-up look.

Fu Song is serious: "It depends on what is going on. On a macro level, learning and IQ are not the same. So your answer is not valid. And—"

"Wait." Xue Lin interrupted the conversation, turned to look at him, holding back a smile: "Is there a microscopic point of view next?"

When the words came out, the two girls laughed in unison.

What's interesting is that people who listened to what he said always wanted to laugh, but the key point was that he was as serious and meticulous as ever. Then I heard him speak again: "Meng Shengnan, it's not the first time you didn't take notes today. You have been absent-minded these days, haven't you noticed?"

It turns out that what he said is always right.

It sounds strange, but she didn't think about anything, but her mind was blank. After being criticized, Meng Shengnan silently turned back to reflect, and then rolled back to his original position to paint. Resting in the evening, she was lying on the table muffledly playing with an eraser, Nie Jing pushed her and motioned her to look out the window.

Qi Qiao knocked on the glass to tell her to come out.

"What?"

In the corridor, after listening to Qi Qiao's words, Meng Shengnan couldn't help exclaiming.

Qi Qiao shook her hand: "Nan Nan, will you accompany me for a while."

Meng Shengnan really wanted to slap the girl: "What should I do if the teacher finds out?"

"I have read the timetable. Your class has no teacher for self-study tonight."

"Does the head teacher check people?"

"Let you be at the same table to help you block, just say you went to the toilet."

"Qi Qiao!"

"Nan Nan——"

Huh, goose bumps all over.

"Not just a show, as for you."

"What is'not just a show'? I can't miss every one of his games!"

"Does Song Jiashu know you are going?"

"Originally Saturday, who knew it was suddenly ahead of schedule, I haven't told him yet."

Meng Shengnan rolled his eyes: "I really want to be **** off by you."

"Just this time I promise!"

Meng Shengnan sighed with his shoulders drooped, and was about to go back to the classroom to pack up things. When he thought something was wrong, he held Qi Qiao before she left.

"No regrets." Qi Qiao said before Meng Shengnan spoke.

"Who regrets it? I asked you how did we get out of school?" Meng Shengnan gritted his teeth in a low voice.

Qi Qiao smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, I have a way."

So, under the indifferent eyes of Fu Song, who had criticized and urged her to make progress not long ago, Meng Shengnan lowered his head and carried a schoolbag while there was no one in the classroom sneaking to the back door and gloriously skipping class.

On the way.

Qi Qiao was riding a bicycle, while Princess Meng Shengnan sat in the back seat.

"Where did you get the request for leave?"

Qi Qiao was tired from riding, and couldn't help but endure it: "Squad leader gave it."

"It's a good relationship."

"That is, Song Jiashu iron buddies."

Meng Shengnan pursed his lips and smiled, then turned his head away to look at the school further and further away. In the evening, the street was so long, the two of them were delayed on the road for more than 20 minutes, and the performance had already begun for a while by the time of the Chenguang Theater.

The curtain was lifted, and the aura was full.

Meng Shengnan and Qi Qiao were sitting in the penultimate row, of course there were no seats in front of them. Looking around, a swarm of young students. Meng Shengnan was shocked and asked Qi Qiao if he skipped class to see this?

Qi Qiao explained: "You are stupid no late self-study at 16th Middle School."

"Oh, forgot."

Song Jiashu is really a genius boy, who plays rock and roll, and dances a great street dance. Wearing a baseball cap and propping up his arms on the ground and turning a 36° giant loop without dead angles, it’s so handsome. The most important thing is that when the sound in his throat comes out, playing the guitar can fascinate a bunch of girls. Thinking of the girl in the garden who played the guitar and sang Cui Jian at his school celebration party, the screams of the girls could knock the lecture hall upside down.

Qi Qiao once asked her why she didn't catch a cold to Song Jiashu.

Later, Meng Shengnan thought about it very carefully. Song Jiashu's handsome is that kind of decent, serious, and really charming, Chi Zheng is not. This guy even walks indifferently, and laughs awkwardly, which can particularly stimulate people's heartbeat nerves. Maybe she is too well-behaved on the surface, but in fact she has always longed for rebellious freedom in her heart, so she can't help but notice him.

It was nine o'clock until the end of Song Jiashu's performance that day.

Meng Shengnan looked at Qi Qiao's applause and the hands hurt, and shouted Song Jiashu's name. After the performance, the boys came out from the backstage and called them outside, Qi Qiao was so happy that there was no word to describe.

Outside the theater, Song Jiashu looked at Qi Qiao with a cold face: "Why did you come here?"

Qi Qiao: "Bicycle."

"That's not it."

"what?"

Song Jiashu glanced at his innocent girlfriend, and said faintly: "Today is Thursday."

Meng Shengnan held back a smile on the side.

Qi Qiao realized afterwards, "cough cough", "that, that--"

It was getting dark, there was no one on the side of the road, and the dim light fell on the three of them. Although the light was vague, Meng Shengnan clearly saw the rare pampering in Song Jiashu's eyes when he looked at Qi Qiao. It was like three years ago when he blocked the door of the classroom after evening self-study and asked Qi Qiao if he wanted to be his girlfriend.

So in that situation, she knew the current affairs and found an excuse to slip away.

A person took the bus, got on the bus, and got off early at the intersection of Fengshuitai Street outside his alley. As soon as the car drove away, as soon as her vision widened, she saw a banner drawn outside the wall of the Tianming Internet Cafe on the second floor across the street, which read:

lol Warcraft second event.

Suddenly, Meng Shengnan's mind flashed through the night when the chain of the car fell a few days ago, someone in the group called something not to forget about next month's race. As if subconsciously, he walked in uncontrollably. There were a lot of people inside, and the air was a little dull.

"Meng Shengnan?"

Xi Linxiao's voice was surprised and excited, and then asked, "Why are you here? School is over?"

Meng Shengnan is embarrassed, "That—"

"Ah, I get it."

Meng Shengnan squeezed a smile, and then quickly moved away from the subject: "By the way, why are there so many people in Internet cafes today?"

Xi Linxiao smiled mischievously: "I don't know, today is the second round of the Warcraft Jiangcheng Division, but all of them are masters and handsome guys!"

"Really." Meng Shengnan craned her neck and looked inward.

Xilinxiao: "Are you here to write a manuscript?"

"Don't write, join in the fun."

At the cashier counter, Xilin Xiao pulled her and walked a few steps in, put her hand on her shoulder, and pointed to her: "Did you see the boy in the game next to the last row?"

In that way, a group of people started playing at the same time, and the surging sound of keyboard percussion could shake the top of the Internet cafe. The surrounding area is full of young students watching the game, all youthful, a bunch of men and women. Meng Shengnan's gaze passed through the crowd and fell on the boy Xilinxiao said, the place where she met him for the first time.

Really, also skip class?

"He is the ace of Warcraft here, and he is very good at playing games." When Xilin Xiao praised him, his face was always in dynamic and progressive tense.

Meng Shengnan quietly watched the intense competition over there.

She asked Xilinxiao: "How good is it?"

Xilinxiao: "Well-it's very powerful anyway, many people call it another emperor."

Meng Shengnan frowned lightly and didn't say anything.

Xilinxiao thought for a while and said, "He often comes to pack the night, either playing games or playing games. Oh, yes, once I happened to see that his computer interface was all garbled. I couldn't understand it. Anyway, I just looked at him. It feels really amazing to keep typing on the keyboard."

Meng Shengnan stared at that side very intently.

Xilinxiao: "Handsome, right?"

"Ok."

"I heard that he has a girlfriend, but they all have fun."

"How do you know?" Meng Shengnan retracted his gaze and looked at Xi Linxiao.

Xilinxiao smiled slyly: "I've seen him come here with several girls, one is more beautiful than the other, the key is to be able to act like a baby."

Meng Shengnan couldn't help biting his upper lip.

Xilinxiao: "Why do boys like girls who can act like a baby? The key is to enjoy it. I can't bear that sound."

The game is in full swing over there. Meng Shengnan was separated from him by a lot of people, looking at him through the gap, moving the mouse and typing on the keyboard in a casual manner.

The game will go on for a long time, and Meng Shengnan doesn't have much time to stay here.

After a while, she didn't know what was happening there. At the moment when she hesitated and turned to leave, a group of people roared and roared. She looked over quickly, and saw him in the crowd slowly standing up, smiling extremely upside-down.

"Dancing buddies tonight chartered, the visitors are the guests."

The roar is louder than before.

Meng Shengnan glanced there for the last time, and walked out silently, walking slowly home along the cold street. Dancing is a five-star KTV in Jiangcheng, he is really an acquaintance. Later, when she went home, she checked the prize money on the Internet, which was tens of thousands, no wonder she was so generous. People like them, don’t they just want to be happy.

I can't sleep at night, so I lie down and watch Xi Bao.

But their group of people wandering in the streets late at night, hooking their shoulders to the K room, keeps popping up in their minds. One of them smiled lazily, smoking while walking, sloppy and cynical.

When I went to school the next day, my eye circles were a bit heavy.

When she was studying in the morning, Xue Lin leaned over and squinted to see her smile without speaking. Meng Shengnan was a little strange, "What's wrong?"

Xue Lin: "You skipped class last night."

"Yeah." She nodded slowly, and then asked: "Nothing happened, right?"

Xue Lin's face was solemn.

Meng Shengnan bit her lip and asked softly, "Lao Shi found it?"

Xue Lin slowly sighed and shook her head.

"Did the Academic Affairs Office check people?"

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be that bad luck. Besides, she came to the classroom in the morning without any movement. But Meng Shengnan was not sure about Xue Lin's appearance. She has always been well-behaved, and if she gets caught this time, that would be terrible.

"Don't listen to her scare you." Fu Song walked in from outside the classroom.

Xue Lin couldn't help her sullen face and smiled suddenly, "You are so unintentionally frightened Meng Shengnan."

"You can pretend to be Xue Lin too, so you can just be an actor in the future."

Meng Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and watched Xue Lin couldn't stop smiling and leaned forward and closed. Fu Song returned to her seat and looked through the book solemnly. The two of them were a perfect combination, and she couldn't help laughing in the end.

Xue Lin finally stopped being cheerful and asked, "Tell me, why did you skip class?"

It would be early to Zhengsheng, and almost all the students in the classroom went to the playground corridor to read. They are just three of them. Where did Xue Lin want to read, she wanted to listen to her talking hilariously.

Meng Shengnan finished speaking five to ten.

Xue Lin had solidified, and it took a long time before she jumped out a sentence: "Why don't you call me?"

Fu Song shook his head and smiled faintly. The boy took the Queen Xiong out of his pocket and turned to the function section, his eyes still fixed on the book, and he said, "Meng Shengnan has not been aggressive recently. I think she may regret it now. You, that sin is serious."

Meng Shengnan: "..."

Xue Lin: "..."

Later, Meng Shengnan learned that the monitor had actually checked people that night. It's just that Fu Song and Gao were in the same class and asked him for friendship, and the matter was over. Xue Lin still feels a little regretful about this, and she is filled with righteous indignation that she will have to skip class one day, otherwise it would be boring for this high school not to cause trouble.

Oh, this idea.

A few days later, she chatted with Fu Song once. The boy asked her why she was not in the state of studying recently. Meng Shengnan played haha ​​perfunctorily, the boy looked at her for a while and shook his head.

Meng Shengnan could not find the reason. Until the morning that the flag was raised on Monday. Everyone crowded the small playground and stood upright listening to the principal's instructions. The sky was still gray and misty, spreading on the blue and white school uniforms. The sound in the horn was loyal and serious, and the accents of the names of the students who violated disciplines were more severe than each.

then--

"Chi Zheng."

Her nerves were tense, and then she gave a chuckle.