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Zhang Ailin was the last thing she wanted to do about the little girl's crying. If she could dodge it, she would dodge it.

Zhang Ailin was about to continue walking down, when suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps on the stairs.

It came from the bottom up, right under Zhang Ailin's feet.

After a while, Bu Congming's big head appeared.

When he looked up, he saw Zhang Ailin who was staring at him, and hurriedly shouted: "Sister Irene! You are here!"

Bu Congming's voice was so loud that the whole corridor could be heard, not to mention Zhou Zhou who was sitting in the classroom not far away.

Zhou Zhou hurriedly wiped away her tears, and looked towards the end of the voice. She was sitting in the front row of the classroom, looking from the open and closed front door of the classroom, just in time to see the dramatic scene of Bu Congming pulling Zhang Ailin.

Zhang Ailin stood two steps higher than Bu Congming, holding onto the banister with one hand, and struggling to get away from Bu Congming's palm with the other hand. She kept leaning backwards, and every pore of her body was participating in this struggle. .

"Sister Irene, no! My parents must let me treat you to dinner!" Bu Congming's facial features were twisted into a ball, filled with grievances of being rejected.

Although Bu Congming is not very smart, he is an open-minded person with a clear distinction between love and hate. He knows very well that this incident was originally caused by himself. In the end, Zhang Ailin helped him solve this trouble with kindness. , This is love, you have to keep it in your heart.

"I'm not going. Let go!" Zhang Ailin pulled hard again, and suddenly pulled Bu Congming to the ground, and fell heavily on the ladder.

Zhang Ailin watched, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to help, halfway through the movement, she endured it.

It's like this if you don't help them. It's obviously because you are not good to others.

Without Zhang Ailin's support, Bu Congming could get up from the ground by himself, and the dust in his hand was too embarrassed to pull Zhang Ailin, and stood beside Zhang Ailin with an anxious expression on the verge of tears.

"Go ahead." The tone was pleading.

Zhang Ailin really didn't understand. Not only did Bu Congming not seem very smart, but their family didn't seem to be too smart either.

But it is still very enthusiastic, with a kind of lively atmosphere of the New Year and the festival, seven aunts and eight aunts.

"I really won't go, I really won't go."

"Why?"

"...something happened."

"What's the matter? Let's solve it together."

Bu Congming also doesn't recognize life, so we use this word.

But these words made Zhang Ailin speechless, her mind went blank, every afternoon after school, apart from playing, eating, and going to bed when she was full, she really didn't have any big things to do.

Looking at Bu Congming's earnest face, Zhang Ailin was forced to do nothing, so she pointed to the girl in the classroom next to her and said, "We have an appointment. If you want to talk about something, you go first."

Bu Congming looked at Zhang Ailin's fingertips, and the girl in the classroom with lowered eyebrows and fiddling with the model in her hand was Zhou Zhou.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but say, "Zhou Zhou?"

Zhou Zhou?

Zhang Ailin suddenly felt that the name sounded so familiar.

Oh!right!

Isn't it the girl who walked next to Xiaohua on a rainy day?

"Sister Irene, Zhou Zhou knows you? That's right, she must have known her when she talked to you the other day.

Auntie, please don't remember the villain's mistakes, don't go to Xiaohua because of this, okay? "Bu Congming clasped his hands together, made a begging gesture, and waved repeatedly in front of Zhang Ailin.

"Huh?" Zhang Ailin felt that Bu Congming's words were inexplicable.

Subconsciously, he thought that Bu Congming was talking about pestering Xiaohua, but she stopped looking for her a long time ago.

"I also know about this matter. Xiaohua did something wrong. I will persuade him to stop targeting Zhou Zhou, but can you, don't keep this in mind?"

Bu Congming recalled what happened to him in the past two days, and his whole body became agitated.

I am a big man like this, let alone Xiao Hua, a little girl, what kind of experience should it be.

With a natural protective heart for Xiaohua, he said this to Zhang Ailin.

"What does it have to do with me?" Zhang Ailin became more confused the more she listened.

But to Bu Congming, he thought it was Zhang Ailin who said the truth and said it on purpose.

So he apologized again and again, saying: "I'm sorry my aunt, I will pay you a hundred thousand for Xiao Hua.

I know that you have been wronged, it is right for Zhou Zhou to speak up for you, Xiaohua did something wrong, and she should never have done it, because she deliberately targeted her because of this matter.Really, it will never happen again. "

Zhang Ailin probably understood from Bu Congming's words.

Zhou Zhou was bullied because he said something for himself.this means.

"Oh. It's fine. Let's go." Zhang Ailin waved her hand, and Bu Congming ran away in a flash.

As soon as she said the words, Zhang Ailin originally thought that something she had nothing to do with her was like a hat, but suddenly it was pulled off from the top of her head.

want to go.

But not people.

After hesitating again and again, this leg still didn't step down the stairs, turned around, and walked straight to the classroom.Sorry to go in directly from the front, it is more comfortable to go through the back door.

The tears on Zhou Zhou's eyes were still wet, and his nose was still red.

I didn't want to cry at first, I thought I could hold it back, but the anxiety in my heart couldn't control the tears falling down.While shedding tears, she polished the wooden block in her hand.

The group model will be handed over to the grade tomorrow morning. If it is not handed in, it will affect the grades of the entire group at the end of the semester.

Originally, the team spent two weeks, relying on a few people rubbing little by little every day, and finally polished the wood block.

When pushing the wooden block, the hanging ball can pass through the round hole in the middle of the wooden block twice between the swinging back and forth of the wooden block, and the model is considered successful.

It's not a skill job, it's just broken, very fine.

The model was finished, and it was kept by Zhou Zhou, giving Xiaohua a reason.

Xiaohua secretly took the homework from their group and threw it away, Zhou Zhou should be responsible.

If Zhou Zhou can't grind it out tonight, he will implicate many people tomorrow.So can Zhou Zhou not be in a hurry?

Although it's not really about Zhang Ailin's business, if it wasn't for the yelling to help Zhang Ailin, she wouldn't be sitting here crying now.Zhou Zhou inevitably spread his grievances on Zhang Ailin.

Hearing Zhang Ailin walking in from behind, Zhou Zhou picked up his schoolbag from the ground and was about to pack up and leave.

Zhou Zhou's arm accidentally touched the unformed model on the table, the heaviest piece of wood rolled up in the groove, and the steel ball hanging on the top also swayed, and with a bang, it still hit the wood. on the block.did not pass.

"Your ball is too big." Zhang Ailin stood behind Zhou Zhou, lowered her eyebrows, looked at the swing of the model, and said softly.

Zhou Zhou froze for a moment, then stopped what he was doing.

"The wooden block is not a big problem, the ball is not suitable." Zhang Ailin continued to add.

Zhang Ailin casually pulled the chair from the seat next to her, placed it next to Zhou Zhou's table, and sat down again, three times, five divisions, two times, and within a few strokes, she dismantled the base that Zhou Zhou had finally installed and stuck.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Zhou frowned and asked.

Zhang Ailin is notoriously ignorant in school, her lectures are not good, how can she do this?

She didn't reply to Zhou Zhou's words, but fixed her eyes on the pieces of half-finished wood under her hand, picked up the steel ruler on the table, pressed it on the wood blocks, and carefully measured the value of each piece of wood.

When the sketch on the wooden block was almost done, Zhang Ailin raised her head and looked at Zhou Zhou, her tone was unprecedentedly gentle: "Is there a knife?"

The man who is only a table away

.

How can that man be so good-looking?It's like a lake of spring water in April, in a no-man's land that no one has ever stepped on.

The wind blows the green willows by the lake, and the willows bend their waists to gently stir the green water. The ripples of the water splashes are connected with the trembling breathing of the fish in the center of the lake.

Spring is deep.

The fine waves of the sun dotted the boundless and vast wilderness.

Zhou Zhou was dumbfounded.

"Knife?"

It was Zhang Ailin who broke the silence between the two.

She frowned, and asked again, which brought back Zhou Zhou's thoughts of flying out of the window.

Zhou Zhou bent down quickly, rummaged through the bag in a hurry, and handed the utility knife to Zhang Ailin in a panic, keeping his head down all the time, not daring to look at her face again.

Zhang Ailin raised her hand to take the utility knife, and accidentally scratched Zhou Zhou's hand with her fingertips.

She was unintentional, but this inadvertent movement was like an electric current, rushing straight into Zhou Zhou's heart.

His fingers were numb for a while.

Contrary to what Zhou Zhou thought in her heart, Zhang Ailin was thinking that the little girl sitting in front of her might not have a bright mind.

Although she thought so in her heart, Zhang Ailin kept her face flat on the surface, without any emotions, and she always focused on the few pieces of wood under her hand, not daring to be careless at all.

Zhou Zhou came to his senses, thinking that he could help, but looking left and right, Zhang Ailin put all the things in front of her eyes, which meant that she was doing the work by herself, and there was no need at all. Think about what Zhou Zhou can do.

Although he was very grateful, Zhou Zhou was somewhat worried.

After all, this thing was made by a group of classmates in two weeks. Zhang Ailin was alone, and she didn't listen to the class very much, which made Zhou Zhou feel uncertain.

She wanted to speak, but didn't know how to say it.

"Well, it's too much trouble for you, I..." Zhou Zhou said this, and at the same time, he planned to reach out and grab the wooden block closest to her.She felt that at least she should know what Zhang Ailin was doing.

Zhang Ailin didn't answer, she stretched out her hand suddenly, picked up the wooden block one step ahead of Zhou Zhou, pressed it firmly on the grooves of the two small wooden boards, and fixed it.

Then, Zhou Zhou wanted to pick up the piece of wood next to him.

Zhang Ailin caught a glimpse of her movements from the corner of her eye.

"You don't move."

Zhou Zhou's hand stopped in the air, and finally retracted, saying, "I want to help."

"Need not."

Zhou Zhou really didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

Obviously it was originally his job, but now he can only sit obediently in his seat and watch.