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Bian wanted to become the monitor of class one (2) in high school.

As one of the famous key high schools in the province, Fuzhong is rich in all kinds of top students.Literary tyrants, technical tyrants, and all kinds of specialty tyrants who come in with five lectures and four beauty points in morality, intelligence, physical education, and art.In the words of Li Yihua, the head teacher of Class 2, it is the gathering of the overlords from all directions, and the situation is in full swing.

This is a school that has no shortage of outstanding students. What this school lacks the most is "enthusiasts" who are willing to devote energy and time to things other than learning—also commonly known as "take advantage of".

After several ups and downs, this guy shied away and kicked the ball, and finally fell on Bian Xiang's head, and the head teacher caught him as the one who took advantage of him.

The feat of taking the lead in making troubles in the class on the day of returning to school failed to hide the old Jiang Suantou in the office, so during the class meeting, Li Yihua waved his hand and gave instructions: In view of the solid foundation of the students, he has the ability to command and coordinate the class. The unbreakable advantage is worthy of a heavy responsibility, so he was ordered to be the squad leader.

While thinking about it, he agreed without saying anything.

In a school class where there are many top students, the only consolation is that no one expects his grades to break through the sky and become the leader.He has always been a detached and outgoing person. He is not proficient in cultural and sports activities, but he does not refuse to come and participate. In addition, he is a newcomer and has a lot of friends. He has a high rate of appearance in front of the principal and teachers. It is indeed the best candidate for the class leader.

The first year of high school is one of the easiest grades in the curriculum.

After the two classes in the afternoon every day, the main class is over.In summer, the sun goes down late, and the time of the third quarter is like a golden time. At this time, most people will choose to stay in the classroom for self-study or go to the office to ask the teacher to answer questions. This is the focus of the top students. The correct way to open high school.

There is a strong academic atmosphere in the air.

Of course, the atmosphere is not absolute. No matter how strong the learning atmosphere is, it cannot cover those sports souls who insist on letting themselves go and pursuing free flight to the playground.

When he was about to walk out of the classroom with his schoolbag, Weng Lin was standing in the corridor waiting for him.

She is in the first class, and the advantage of being separated by a wall is that she will not be too noticeable when waiting for the other party. If she stands in the corridor at the door of her class, people who go out late can see it at a glance.

Wanting to see Weng Lin, he smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched her small earlobe, and then brushed her shoulders and down without any trace, sweeping across her waist, gently hugged her, and withdrew his hand.

"Are you home now?" Weng Lin walked behind him with her schoolbag in her arms, her ponytail flicking on the back of her head, like the fluffy and fluffy tail of a squirrel described in the book.

"I have an appointment with Zhichao and the others to play football, and they will go there first."

The two went downstairs from the small stairs at the back door of the first flight.The corridor here is relatively small, not the main pedestrian passage, and there are not many people coming and going, so I want to reach out and hold Weng Lin.

"How long is it going to be played?"

"Well—" I thought about it seriously, "Leave after kicking."

It's not a serious competition, it's just that boys of this age have to vent their energy on a regular basis, and there is no pressure to study in the first year of high school. Sometimes when the interest comes, they can keep kicking until dark when the school closes and the security guards come to chase people away.

Weng Lin stared at the back of his head without speaking.

"Are you going back first?"

The three flights of stairs were quickly completed, and when we reached the first floor, there were gradually more teachers and students coming and going, so we wanted to let go of Weng Lin's hand.

"I'm not going back."

"Ok?"

Walking into the lobby on the first floor, there were vague sounds of student activities outside, and Weng Lin's voice was too soft, so I couldn't hear it clearly for a while.

The two walked in tandem, separated by about two or three steps. Thinking about it, they really wanted to run to the football field now, but Weng Lin followed him, and he still had the self-consciousness of being a boyfriend.

According to the usual practice, when the two of them do not go home together, he will send her to the bus stop and wait for her to get on the bus before leaving, or sometimes when she comes to school by bicycle, he will accompany her to the underground parking lot to pick up the car and send it off. She is out of school.

It has been like this from the second year of high school to the first year of high school.

But today Weng Lin seems to be different from before.

"I said I'm not going back," she repeated.

"Huh? Not going back? Then where are you going?" I thought I heard clearly this time, but I didn't take it to heart, so I asked casually.

Weng Lin stopped and stood there looking at him.

"What's the matter?" Weng Lin didn't leave, so he couldn't go to the stadium for a while, and no matter how anxious he was, he would have to spend his time here.

She stared at him with wide eyes, not speaking.

Thinking that every time I saw her showing this expression, it would be okay. Seeing no one passing by for a while, I reached out and pinched her bulging cheeks, and said with a smile, "Why do you have a bun face when you talk? I won't go back to you alone Where else do you want to go? Haiqiong and the others are all gone, right?"

Normally, when she lost her temper, she would definitely not be able to hold back when she was thinking about her bun face, but this time she didn't react at all, she just held her schoolbag and didn't speak, biting her lower lip and looking at him.

Thinking about laughing: "Why do you look so pitiful? Who bullied Lin'er from my old Bian's family?"

"Shameless, who is your Lin'er!"

She stomped her feet, but blushed quietly.Her flushed cheeks were like soft cotton candy when she turned red. Thinking about how much she liked the delicate appearance of her little daughter Jiajia, her heart almost melted.

"Hey? Isn't it from my old side's family? Then whose little daughter-in-law can be so cute!"

"It's not yours anyway!" Weng Lin patted his arm a few times with a coquettish expression.

Thinking about it with a serious face: "That can't be done, you have held the hand of my old Bian's only seedling for several years, where do you want to go?"

Point the tip of her nose with your index finger, "If you can't run away, if you want to run away, I will report to the teacher, saying that Miss Weng always abandons her husband and abandons her husband... oh!"

The last word was directly buried in her stomach by her.After covering, he was afraid that the school teacher would see the two of them being too intimate, so he immediately backed away.

"You hate it to death!" She stomped her feet, her little face flushed.

"You hate it to death~" Wanting to tease her, he pinched his throat and imitated her movements and stomped the ground twice.

Weng Lin laughed angrily, chased him and hit him a few times.

"Okay, okay, they have been waiting in the playground for a long time, please let Miss Weng let the little one go!" I wanted to say goodbye with a smile on my face, "Just tell the little one that if you don't go home now, you still plan to Where are you going? Those little sisters of yours aren't here either, so you don't want to go shopping alone, do you?"

Weng Lin, who had been amused at first, sank again when she heard this.

"I'm going to watch you play football." She pouted.

"Ah?" I was taken aback for a while, "What's there to see?"

It wasn't about a ball game or anything, it was just a few people playing by themselves, thinking that I really didn't expect Weng Lin to mention it all of a sudden.

"I'm going!" she insisted.

"Okay, but it's not that you don't like it..." Weng Lin, like most of the girls in the group, doesn't have much enthusiasm for sports.Some girls like to stay on the court to watch the boys they like play football. Since Weng Lin started dating him in junior high school, she has rarely appeared on the court on her own initiative.I thought it was not because I was afraid of her going to see it, but because I was afraid that she would be bored sitting alone on the sidelines for a long time.

"Thinking!" She looked at him seriously, "How long has it been since you stayed with me? Now that you've started school, you're either in meetings or playing football or going out with Zhichao and the others. How long have I been home alone?"

No matter how semi-public their relationship is, it can be regarded as puppy love in the eyes of school teachers and parents. They must always keep a distance and be vigilant. Minutes is the two-person world she is most looking forward to.They can hold hands, talk and laugh along the sunset and sunset.I think she is very cute, and I like to see her anxious and angry, she will act like a baby to him, and then he will secretly kiss her while she is not paying attention...

But since entering high school, thinking about it has changed. Every night, there are always endless balls to play. It is obviously not a must-go activity, but she is left behind for the activity again and again!

"Are you tired?" I obviously liked him so much all the time, but he was different from before. Has it changed after being together for a long time?

As soon as this idea appeared in my mind, many details of getting along with each other in daily life also came out. The girl's delicate and sensitive mind suddenly churned, and she felt more and more that she was right. In the past year, and thinking of all the things that everyone said that men like the new and dislike the old, I feel more and more frustrated whether my boyfriend is really tired of me.

While thinking about being baffled by her magic trick.

"Don't think about it, I'm just going to play a ball."

It's obviously just to play a ball, why do you have to get involved in such a complicated issue?

"Then I'll watch you play football." She looked at him seriously, "After you finish playing, we'll go home together."

If he really changed his mind, or there were other girls waiting for him on the field, she would go and see anyway.

If you like someone too much, it is easy to worry about gains and losses, and then put yourself at the lowest height to look up at this relationship that already belonged to her.

"Okay, I'm just afraid that you'll be bored." I wanted to scratch my head.

"I just want to go home with you," she reiterated.

"Okay, let's go! I just want to leave early today, you wait for me next to me." I thought about flicking the tip of her nose, "Is that all right?"

Weng Lin hugged her schoolbag and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yeah!"

She quietly hid her unhappiness in her heart.The words were so straightforward, she didn't understand and wondered why she still couldn't understand.Is playing football that much fun?Is she as important as playing football?Why not just leave?

If you have to teach and ask for everything, it would be too boring!

I like you so much, why can't you accommodate me?

The school has a long history. In the era when food and clothing were still a problem, most of the land here was still boundless wilderness and hills. The ivory tower bears the hopes of the people in this small city for development and progress. The thousands of students who go out from here go to various jobs and industries.Later, with the development of urban construction, a main road was designed to pass directly through Tuzhong, dividing Tuzhong and the sports ground into two sides. Now, to go to the sports ground, one has to cross a pedestrian bridge in the school to go to the other side of the road.

Walking up the flyover and leaving the teaching area, I thought about slowing down and walking together with Weng Lin.The two didn't hold hands, but they rubbed shoulders, so close that they could see the fine fluff on Weng Lin's ears when they lowered their heads.

He didn't really think about anything else in his mind, but he listened to what Weng Lin said just now.

She wants to go home with him.

Recently, it seems that he is really too sloppy to ignore his cute little girlfriend.Cute girls have the right to act like a baby, let alone his girlfriend?

"Hey!" He touched her lightly with the back of his hand: "Tomorrow is Saturday, shall we go out tomorrow afternoon?"

Weng Lin tilted her head to look at him, "Stop playing?"

He grinned, "What kind of game do you play~ How can it be most important to accompany my little wife from my old family~"

The tone of Wei Yang is full of the unique unrestrainedness of teenagers, the foot is in the middle of the smoky road, accompanied by the bustling and bustling sounds of cars and horses, and there is a lively and different taste of sunny teenagers.