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Jiuli raised her hand and put her schoolbag next to herself, holding her chin and looking at the two groups of people who were ready to go. Among them, Chen Xun was the most dazzling. He was handsome, good at speaking, and had a lively look, like a male god.

When Fang Hui rang the doorbell, she saw Jiuli sitting there, watching the game with a smile on her face. She walked beside her with the drinks she had bought, squatted down, and watched the game seriously.

Even though it was not a formal venue, they were still in high spirits and played fiercely and in good shape.

During the intermission, Menling carried the water through Class 5 like a proud rooster and went to Class 1. Qiao Ran was standing by and took the mineral water from Jiuli.

There were no unnecessary actions throughout the whole process, but everyone present felt that the two people must like each other.

"Wait a little longer, it will be over soon," Qiao Ran took the mineral water, took a sip, his voice panting.

"Got it. I'll wait for you." Jiuli was eating crispy candy, and her tone could even be described as calm.

"Okay." Qiao Ran, who always smiled, smiled even more brightly. Wait for him? These two words sounded very comfortable to her ears.

Turning around and going on stage, the young man is full of vigor and energy yet reserved.

In today's game, Class 1 won a great victory as if assisted by God. Chen Xun scored five goals and Qiao Ran also scored one. Of course, it was a very beautiful own goal.

Doorbell proudly passed through the middle of the girls in Class 5 again, holding five bottles of blackcurrant in her arms, ready to celebrate.

Fang Hui, who was sitting next to Jiuli, had lost interest in watching the game because the sky was gradually getting dark and the red sunset glow in the sky had completely fallen into the horizon.

"Are you getting impatient waiting?" Chen Xun walked over to Fang Hui with the blackcurrant in his hand and smiled, "Let's go."

"No need. How about I go with Zhao Hua? It's on the way." Fang Hui hugged her schoolbag tightly and lowered her head.

"Are you getting impatient?" Qiao Ran on the other side handed the drink in his hand to Jiuli, bent down slightly and smiled brightly.

"Not bad." Jiuli stood up, holding her schoolbag in one hand.

"Let's go home." He said and walked forward.

Chen Xun in front got on the car and honked the horn twice to urge them on. Fang Hui got on the car clumsily and drove away staggeringly.

Everyone said goodbye to each other and went home.

It was also tonight that Chen Xun confirmed that he liked Fang Hui.

"Jiuli, have you finished your homework?" Qiao Ran sat in the car, wiped his face with a handkerchief and drank water in big gulps.

Although still immature, she already has the elegance and grace of the future.

"You finished writing your choices while playing ball." Jiuli took out the last piece of crispy candy and ate it, flipping through an English book.

"You're really amazing. Have you reviewed the knowledge points for the exam in a few days?" Qiao Ran asked with a gleam in his eyes.

"I've reviewed it, so I'm sure it will work." He said with confidence.

"I'm home, see you on Monday?" After getting off the car, Qiao Ran stood at the door of his house and looked at Jiuli who was wearing a school uniform.

"See you on Monday." Jiuli waved without even turning her head.

See you on Monday. Qiao Ran watched Jiuli go in before leaving.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was cool in the mornings and evenings, but it was very hot at noon. Today's journey was very smooth.

They arrived at the school gate almost at the same time and separated at the gate. Qiao Ran went to the classroom in advance to remind those who came not to forget to wear school uniforms, and also arranged today's duty.

Because F Middle School has a flag-raising ceremony every Monday, it seems that all high schools have an inexplicable tacit understanding that most flag-raising ceremonies are held on Mondays and start on time at 7:30.

The classes were arranged in neat squares, and except for their height, weight and body shape, everyone looked pretty much the same.

Being late on this day is definitely a nightmare for students, because all kinds of accusations will be put on them, and they will be publicly punished. What's more, boys and girls at this age are at the stage of saving face? That would be extremely embarrassing.

Jiuli stood on the stage listening to the long speech, silently calculating how long it would take to escape from such a life.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Qiao Ran, who was standing in front, looked at Jiuli with worry in his eyes as if he had eyes on his back.

"No, be serious and don't be absent-minded." Jiuli raised her eyes and looked at Qiao Ran who was looking at her, and pointed at the director.

"Got it. Remember to tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Qiao Ran felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey. He knew that this girl must have fallen in love with him. What should he do?

The flag-raisers in F School are different from those in other schools. Their academic performance may not be outstanding, but they are all very handsome and pleasing to the eye, and they look very professional when posing.

Two people were selected from each grade, and today it was Chen Xun and Qiao Ran's turn. Class 1 was also responsible for holding the group flag and holding the bouquet. The one holding the flag was Zhao Hua, who had lost his usual playful smile, and the two holding the bouquet were Fang Hui and Men Ling.

As for Jiuli? She wouldn't go to such a thing.

Perhaps everyone was concentrating on watching the moral education director's speech, or perhaps everyone was looking at the most outstanding and eye-catching boys in front of each class, or perhaps it was completely blocked and no one noticed Fang Hui's shaky figure.

"I declare that the flag-raising ceremony of F Middle School will now begin." The director of moral education finally ended his long speech and stepped down from the stage.

Just as he was about to walk down, the director of moral education, who had his back to the crowd, suddenly heard the saint's exclamation and turned back abruptly.

I only saw the flaming red national flag fluttering in the air, rising higher and higher, and my heart was filled with anger. Who! Who did this?!

When I looked again, I found that the girl in the loose blue and white school uniform was staggering to the ground. Before falling, she held on to the rope tightly, and that was why the national flag was raised.

"Quick, send this student to the infirmary," the moral education director was instantly overwhelmed. At this moment, he doubted whether he could still hold the position of director.

Chen Xun turned around and reached out to support Fang Hui who had fallen down, then looked at the doorbell who had come back to her senses.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and help her up. I'll carry her to the infirmary." He said in a loud voice.

Menling handed the bouquet in her hand to the girl next to her, quickly helped Fang Hui up and placed her on Chen Xun's back.

Chen Xun weighed it up and it was still quite heavy, so he held Fang Hui's arm tightly and hurried to the infirmary. Doorbell was holding Fang Hui behind him, almost jogging all the way.

Qiao Ran came back to his senses, his face showing worry, but now that squad leader Chen Xun was gone, he still had to take charge of the overall situation. Besides, the person he liked now was not this cold and aloof girl, so he became more calm.

The classmate's fainting didn't seem to have any impact, but there was a gleam in the principal's eyes. It was good news.

After the flag-raising ceremony, Qiao Ran quickly walked to Jiuli's side, with obvious worry in his eyes, but kept his distance.

"Are you really okay? Your face looks so pale, don't faint." Just like what happened just now, his heart was about to jump out.

Fortunately, it wasn't Jiuli who was in trouble, otherwise he would probably be more anxious than Chen Xun.