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On the first day of the second year of high school, the atmosphere in the class is quite different from that of the freshman high school. The feeling of waiting to be assigned is a bit difficult. The feeling that the future cannot be controlled by oneself is for these sixteen and seventeen-year-olds. Really not a good experience.

A few girls have already started hugging each other to wipe away their tears. The boys are much calmer in comparison, patting their shoulders and sighing, talking about regular appointments to play ball in the future.

Zhang Zhen held Xiang Zheng's arms and did not let go, "Ah, Mr. Xiang, what kind of literature do you choose for an old man? You are not bad at mathematics, physics and chemistry. You just left me alone, you heartless Chen Shimei !"

"What the hell?" Xiang Zheng pushed him away in disgust, "Hey, don't rub your snot on my clothes."

Why did you choose the text, this question was asked by many people after Xiang Zheng showed his interest list, and Zhang Zhen asked him more than once, and his answer was that science was too tiring.

In fact, the real answer is very simple, because Li Zihao selected the text.

As soon as the class bell rang, the old class came in with a list. Before he could make a sound, the class became quiet all of a sudden, with all eyes fixed on the piece of paper, on which was their fate for the next two years.

"It's quite self-conscious, I don't need to shout." Liu Chaoliang walked to the podium table, pinched the piece of paper and shook it towards the bottom, "You all know what this is, right?"

The following nodded in unison.

"That's okay, it doesn't matter much to you that you can take a break for a while. Those who choose essays have pricked up their ears." Liu Chaoliang began to read, "Wen Yi..."

The suspense didn't last long. Li Zihao's name appeared just as he read Wen Er. Zhang Zhen hurriedly turned his head to look at Xiang Zheng, as if there was a flash of a smile at the corner of his mouth, but it was gone when he looked at it again. Zhang Zhen blinked Blinking his eyes, he wondered if he was dazzled.

Soon he found out that it wasn't dazzled, because the name Lao Ban read out next was Xiang Zheng.

Li Zihao looked at the person opposite and raised his eyebrows, Xiang Zheng smiled and blinked at him, Li Zihao understood in his heart, how could it be such a coincidence? This is clearly someone's masterpiece, but he Satisfied with the result, he didn't want to separate from Xiang Zheng because of the division of arts and sciences.

There were not many people who chose essays, less than one-third of the class, and they finished reading very quickly. Xu Mingyuan was assigned to essay six, which made him very upset. No one dared to talk to him.

After class division, the students who chose essays began to carry their schoolbags to their new class one after another. Naturally, Xiang Zheng and Li Zihao had the same destination, and they wanted to ask Xu Mingyuan to go together, but Xu Mingyuan walked past them as if no one else was there. up.

Xiang Zheng: "..."

"He's not in a good mood." Li Zihao said looking at Xu Mingyuan's back.

Xiang Zheng scratched his head, "He may be angry with me."

When he asked his father to find someone during the holidays, he didn't think so much, he just thought about sharing with Li Zihao, otherwise his selection of essays would be pointless.Thinking about it now, maybe he should have told Xu Mingyuan first. It was true that he hadn't thought about it, and it was normal for Xu Mingyuan to be angry.

Wen Liu and Wen Er are no longer on the same floor. Xu Mingyuan scolded Xiang Zheng [-] times in his heart along the way and couldn't get over his anger. He stepped into the new class with a stinky face and sat down at random. He threw his schoolbag on the table and continued to be angry. .He didn't know that he had become the center of attention in the class. Girls thought he was handsome and had a personality, while boys thought he was just an arrogant pretender.

Looking at the two empty seats beside him, Zhang Zhen sighed and sighed. He must have been sluggish. He was very introverted in junior high school. He was very nervous when he first entered high school. cooked.The first year of high school was the happiest time since he went to school. Following Xiang Zheng, he met Xu Mingyuan, Xiao Yuan, Li Zihao, so many good buddies, but now he is the only one left in the class. Falling.

"Hey, why are you pretending to be depressed?"

Xiao Yuan quietly came in from the back door and patted Zhang Zhen on the shoulder, which made Zhang Zhen shudder, and the pencil case was swept to the ground and scattered all over the place.

"You you you..." Zhang Zhenyou didn't say anything for a long time, just looked at Xiao Yuan standing behind him with a surprised face, and forgot to pick up the pen.

"Me, me, what?" Xiao Yuan imitated his words, and felt that the man looked more and more interesting, so he put his schoolbag on the table and squatted down to help him pick up the pen.

Zhang Zhen shifted his gaze to his schoolbag, and suddenly yelled, "Are you assigned to our class?!"

"Hey, you are too angry." Xiao Yuan put the pencil case in front of his eyes and rubbed his ears, "You almost made me deaf because of you."

"Are you really assigned to our class?" Zhang Zhen asked again.

Xiao Yuan sat down on Xiang Zheng's seat, and patted him on the shoulder, "Yes, yes, how is it, are you very happy?"

"It's okay." Zhang Zhen shrank his shoulders, actually a little happy but seemed a little worried.

……

The focus of learning after the division of arts and sciences is very clear. The science students started to do the questions madly, and the liberal arts students endorsed like crazy. Xiang Zheng was really not used to it at first. Taking notes made him a little overwhelmed, and he often threw the pen on the table while copying and quit.

Fortunately, there is Li Zihao, his pen is neat and tidy when he remembers it, and Xiang Zheng copied his notes after class if he didn't memorize them all.

"Hey, I found out." Xiang Zheng was a little reluctant to write quickly, "Your notes are clearer than the teacher's. Look at what old Cheng wrote. It's hard to read for a long time. Incomplete."

Li Zihao was flipping through the political book and memorizing the main points, listening to his complaints and thinking about the word Lao Cheng, he felt a little happy, "Didn't Lao Cheng say it, that's called letting go of yourself."

"His flying is too boundless." After copying a page, Xiang Zheng stretched out his hand to flip through Li Zihao's book, and suddenly a pink envelope appeared in front of his eyes, "This...fuck, this is a love letter! "

Li Zihao stared at the envelope and frowned, when was it put in?

"Come, come, open it and have a look." Xiang Zheng handed it to him.

Li Zihao ducked back, "I don't want to look at it, just throw it away."

"Oh, really don't want to read it?" Xiang Zheng looked back and forth, but there was nothing on the envelope. He originally wanted Li Zihao to open it and see who wrote it, but now he has no interest.

Although his curiosity was not satisfied, Li Zihao's attitude made him a little happy. He didn't want to see Li Zihao hang out with some girl all day long and have no time to pay attention to him.

What kind of psychology is this? Xiang Zheng didn't think about it carefully, anyway, he just felt that Li Zihao should be fat with him, just like now, it's best to keep like this.

From that day on, Li Zihao would see that pink envelope in his books or drawers every day. He had never opened it, and he had no interest in knowing who wrote what. The faint smell of perfume on the envelope made him a little uncomfortable.

There are a lot of girls in the liberal arts class, and most of them are better-looking than those in the science class. Xiang Zheng and Li Zihao are the two big class girls who were voted by the girls in their class, and the votes between them are quite hard to distinguish. This is still Xiang Zheng and the others. The girl in group one told him that the gentle and silent type like Li Zihao and the energetic and aggressive type like him each had a large group of supporters, and they almost quarreled over which type was better.

Xiang Zheng took this as a joke and told Li Zihao, "Do you think they are boring?"

"Maybe it's a little adjustment from the heavy study pressure." Li Zihao responded casually. He is a little worried now that it is almost a semester, and the letters still appear every day without interruption, which makes him a little afraid to draw a bucket now. Looking at it, he felt a headache just thinking about that scent.

Xiang Zheng is different from Li Zihao, the girls who like him are very courageous, they come up and invite him to dinner and watch a movie, Xiang Zheng sees Tian'er showing off to Dahu and the others, but no one sees him, and Dahu laughs at him This is dry thunder without rain.

"What do you know, this shows that the young master is popular." Xiang Zheng didn't think so, "What's the fun with them, why don't we just go black."

Duhu really wanted to kick him, it would be a waste to use such a good resource, if you don't care about it, then share it with me!

Life is still going on as usual, except for the class change, everything else has not changed. Xiang Zheng is still in the same group as Li Zihao, still goes to the field for training after two classes in the afternoon, and still rides Li Zihao home after training. , still playing wildly with Xu Mingyuan Dahu and the others on weekends.

In the final exam of the first semester of the second year of high school, Li Zihao made a big move. Not only was he the first in the class, but he also broke into the top three in the grade. Average, but mathematics and English helped him improve a lot.

Li Zihao was looking forward to the holiday so much, because then he wouldn't have to read those letters every day. That girl was really persistent. He never replied once, but persisted for a whole semester. There were several times when Li Zihao wanted to open it to read. Seeing who wrote it, but the letter was like a hot hand, so he still couldn't put it down.

Forget it, he thought it would be fine after a holiday, after all, girls are thin-skinned, and if they don't get a response for a long time, they will gradually fade away.

This year, Xiang Zheng helped him celebrate his birthday according to his own specifications. Xiang Zheng chose the venue himself. What surprised everyone the most was that Xu Mingyuan brought a girlfriend over. This was the first time a girl joined their bureau.

"Ming Yuan, your girlfriend looks familiar." Du Hu leaned over and said, he always felt like he had seen her before somewhere.

Xu Mingyuan said with a smile, "She is the art committee member of our class, and she was the cheerleader when we played against No. [-] Middle School."

Duhu slapped his thigh, "I said, the morale was too high that time!" He said and praised the girl.

That girl is Tang Xiao, and she is very generous, "Oh, that's because you played well, and the No. [-] Middle School is not an opponent at all."

"Tsk tsk, look at this girlfriend!" Xiao Yuan applauded, "It's a good job to find!"

The game that day was very exciting. Li Zihao hadn’t had a good birthday since he could remember. The proprietress of Fanhua in Shanghai would use his birthday as a gimmick to win the sympathy of customers, and order a cake for him or something to earn more money. Money, but he wasn't happy at all when he ate that cake.

But this time when Xiang Zheng came out with a big cake and everyone booed him to make a wish, he had the real feeling of celebrating his birthday. It turned out that everyone felt this way when they celebrated their birthdays. Everyone’s birthday wishes and smiles came from the heart. He closed his eyes and made a wish in the candlelight and laughter, and then blew out all the candles with everyone around the cake.

"Tell me what you promised!" Zhang Zhen leaned over and asked excitedly.

Xiao Yuan patted him on the head, "You are stupid, it won't work if you say it."

"You're the only one!" Zhang Zhen rubbed his head and curled his lips.

Xiang Zheng also looked expectantly at Li Zihao. Li Zihao smiled at him and said nothing. He was very grateful to Xiang Zheng for giving him such a beautiful birthday memory. He must remember this day firmly.

Coincidentally with Xiang Zheng, Xiang Zheng is also included in his birthday wish.

When sending him back in the morning, Li Zihao was holding Xiang Zheng's birthday present in his hand. It was a silver iPod. At that time, Apple was just emerging and not many people took it. Xiang Zheng asked someone to bring it back from Hong Kong.

Li Zihao always wanted to buy a Walkman to listen to English, but it was too big and inconvenient to carry, so Xiang Zheng bought him an iPod and recorded all the English recordings in it, so that Li Zihao could listen to it anytime.

"Thank you for the gift and birthday party you gave me, I like it very much." Li Zihao jumped out of the car and raised the small box in his hand.

Xiang Zheng looked at Li Zihao's cheeks that were blown red by the wind and suddenly wanted to touch them, "As long as you like it."

Xiang Zheng's hand was very warm, Li Zihao was stunned for a moment and didn't let him touch it, as if he remembered something, "By the way, didn't you ask me to promise you something before you got into the top [-] in the exam? It’s been a semester and I haven’t seen you say it, did you forget?”

"Oh, that." Xiang Zheng smiled, "I haven't forgotten, let's save it first."

……

Li Zihao obviously overestimated the unique persistence of girls of this age. On the first day of the new semester, the pink envelope arrived as promised. He looked at the drawer for a long time and was speechless.

He didn't throw away the letter this time, and wanted Xiang Zheng to open it to see who it was, and then he made it clear to the girl that he would not send letters anymore, otherwise he would not be able to bear it for another semester.

But Miss Ren obviously didn't intend to give him this chance, and before Li Zihao asked Xiang Zheng to open the letter, the girl showed her real body.

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Oh, brother Mingyuan already has a girlfriend!

Oh, someone wrote a love letter to Li Bao!