Come and do the questions
Chapter 7
Song Man sat in his seat and fell into deep thought.
In the past few years, she has gotten used to the change of sight, from flattery to dismissiveness. At the beginning, her emotions fluctuated a little, but she forcibly endured them all. After that, nothing seemed to matter. It's unbearable, it all depends on the mood.
It should have been the same today, but for some reason she had the feeling that it should be.
She didn't care whether the eyes around her were astonishment or admiration.
But the smile of the person in front seemed to make her feel a lot better.
Song Man felt that the other party was probably good-looking, who wouldn't like a pleasing look.
In the remaining half of the class, Song Man continued to write questions on his mobile phone.
After class, Song Man threw himself on the table and began to catch up on sleep.
When Chu Fengqiu walked over, what he saw was that she was lying on her arms and her face was deformed.
The squeezed cheeks looked white and soft, as if they felt good to the touch.
Chu Fengqiu turned his head and saw someone quietly looking at Song Man's sleeping face, feeling a little strange in his heart.
"Can you lend me your physics homework?"
Chu Fengqiu asked politely, the boy looked away in a hurry, and looked for Chu Fengqiu's physics exercise book from his desktop.
Chu Fengqiu just stood there and began to watch, which made the boy nervously thinking that something was wrong with his physics homework, and kept waiting for Chu Fengqiu to speak.
But until the class bell rang, Chu Fengqiu put down his homework and didn't tell him there was any problem.
"what's the situation?"
The boy looked at his deskmate in confusion.
"How do I know, maybe I'm using your homework to think about some questions, anyway, I'm not looking at you."
The deskmate shrugged, indicating that Xueba's mind is difficult to guess.
"Then I know for sure."
The boy snorted softly, and wanted to visit Song Man again, only to find that she was awake.
Song Man was awakened by the ringing of the class bell, and looked up to see the teacher walking in.
Song Man continued to pretend to be a scumbag, and fell asleep as soon as he lowered his head.
So half asleep and half awake and occasionally playing with the mobile phone after noon, Song Man went out as soon as school was over at noon, carrying the small bag that Deng Wei brought in the morning.
Deng Wei was waiting for Song Man downstairs, and when he saw Song Man coming out, he immediately went up to meet him.
"Sister Man, what shall we have for lunch today?"
"Go and find Alan."
"Row."
Riding a motorcycle is not allowed to go to school, and Song Man would not ride his baby over, it was too cool, so he took a taxi with Deng Wei and went to Ailan's place.
Alan should be at work now.
The barber shop she worked in was outside a community, and the business was pretty good.
When Song Man passed by, Ailan finished her order and was smoking at the door.
Her hair is arctic green, and the way she holds a cigarette reveals vicissitudes for no reason.
Ailan is one year older than Song Man, and she has studied hairdressing in junior high school. From an apprentice to the present, when she is not with Song Man, she always looks a little lifeless.
Seeing Song Man, Ailan hurriedly threw the cigarette in her hand on the ground and crushed it, as if she had done something wrong.
"What did you smoke?"
Song Man handed over the bag.
"Liqun."
Song Man nodded for Liqun in [-] packs, and said something had improved, making Ailan so ashamed that she wished she could bury her head in the sewer not far away.
Ailan used to smoke cheap cigarettes that cost a few dollars. Song Man met him for a while and said that she was too smoked, but Ailan never smoked in front of her.
She doesn't mind other people smoking, but she thinks that even if she smokes, she should not smoke too low-quality cigarettes. It will put more pressure on her body, so last time she took a pack of high-end cigarettes from her father and threw them to Ailan, asking her to cherish them. Own.
As for people, if they don't cherish themselves and expect others to hurt them, that's a dream.
"what about the taste?"
Ailan's eyes were filled with anticipation.
She tried it several times, and she felt that it was about the same, so she asked Deng Wei to send it to Song Man.
"It's delicious, but there's no need to worry about it next time. It's a waste of money and effort. It's better to have a good meal by yourself."
Song Man knew that it was Ailan's wish, but there was no need for Ailan to spend this time and energy taking care of her.
"Just delicious."
Ailan smiled and put the bag into the barber shop, but walked out with a sullen face after a while.
"Busy?"
Ailan nodded, a little unwillingly.
It was not easy for Song Man to come to her, but there were too many customers in the store, so he couldn't leave.
"Then go ahead, it's the same any time you eat."
"Then in the afternoon, I must be free in the afternoon, and I will send you a message when the time comes, and I will treat you to dinner in the afternoon."
Alan said hastily.
"Do I still need a treat from my younger brother?"
Song Man waved his hand like a big sister.
Deng Wei couldn't get in the way at all, watching Song Man and Ailan talk to each other, and followed in a daze.
Speaking of which, if Song Man is eating with someone, she usually pays the bill, unless someone else is playing tricks, or it is an apology.
A bastard like Deng Wei should be invited to the barbecue yesterday.
During the meal, Deng Wei never stopped talking.
"Sister Man, how do you feel in the Xueba class? Do you feel that you have been nurtured?"
"Tsk, this word is really the highest level of your word use."
"That's not so bad, I'm a good educated person, but if I make progress in the Xueba class, Sister Man won't be able to share weal and woe with me."
You must know that Song Man returned to the bottom of the list, and Deng Wei hovered within the bottom ten.
"Can I be the same as you? I handed in blank papers and got [-] in the exam, but you got [-] in the exam with all the papers. What are you talking about?"
Song Man rolled her eyes. She was too lazy to let her questions go wrong to a new level, so she just wrote choices and fill in the blanks, and didn't write anything with too many words.
The composition and so on are always blank, otherwise I would never fail the exam.
"What, Miss Man, are you going to start writing the test paper?"
Deng Wei was shocked.
Song Man rolled his eyes at him, too lazy to speak.
She's still thinking about it.
"By the way, do you know Chu Fengqiu?"
Song Man suddenly remembered this matter and asked Deng Wei about it.
Deng Wei can be regarded as the school's inquisitor, from the teacher to the principal, down to the seniors, and the information is thoroughly grasped.
After all, he is Song Man's chief younger brother, so how can he do without some skills.
"Wow, Miss Man, you don't know about Chu Fengqiu! Chu Fengqiu!"
Deng Wei was a little excited when he mentioned this, and then he slapped his head and remembered that Chu Fengqiu was also in the first class.
Fuck, aren't those grandchildren in class one so beautiful, two beauties are in their class, it's a pleasure to think about it.
Though these two beauties are probably women they can't get.
Deng Wei didn't even stop eating, and started talking to Song Man about Chu Fengqiu.
Enrollment is the beauty of the school. It is the most popular in forums and post bars. I don’t know how many boys want to confess their love. The parents are good-looking and their grades are good. They are No. 1 in the middle school entrance examination. First, in the provincial entrance examination, he also beat all the heroes, ranking in the top three, and he can be called a legendary figure.
Moreover, he is not the kind of person who studies hard. He can play the piano and the violin, and has learned ballet and folk dance. He has won many medals and certificates in competitions.
I started to participate in Mathematical Olympiad competitions in elementary school, and won the first prize in the Hope Cup National Youth Mathematics Competition. In junior high school, I participated in the National Mathematics Invitational Competition and won the second prize.
In short, he is all kinds of awesome, school giants, and teachers' darlings.
"And she has a very good personality. She's not the kind whose nostrils grow above her eyes, and she doesn't flirt with people. She either ignores them or refuses them outright. Last time I had a nosebleed, she even lent me a tissue. .”
"How can there be such a perfect goddess?"
Deng Wei sighed.
Song Man took out a tissue and wiped the drool on his desk.
"Like her so much?"
"Hi... No, no, no, no way, the No.1 in my heart is definitely Sister Man, you are irreplaceable by anyone!"
Deng Wei woke up instantly and smiled at Song Man.
Song Man stood up and got up to pay.
Deng Wei hastily paid his own money, not Song Man.
Song Man was not dissatisfied, but felt that the girl was quite powerful.
Chu Fengqiu.
She whispered the name softly.
A gust of warm wind blows over, disrupting Song Man's messy thoughts.
Changing seats every Friday afternoon is a rule of the first class. The time is between evening self-study and classes. The seating chart is projected on the screen by the projector, and everyone can find their own seat and change it.
Song Man sat next to Chu Fengqiu, and was in the first row.
Song Man hadn't been this close to the podium for several years, and Song Man could feel her parents' good intentions.
"Do you want me to help you pack your things?"
Chu Fengqiu looked at Song Man's messy desktop and said he could help.
Chu Fengqiu's desktop is clean and fresh, just like how she feels.
"No, I can do it myself."
Song Man took out all the things in the drawer and put them on the table. Apart from those books and exercise books, she didn't have many things.
Chu Fengqiu nodded and watched Song Man pack his things.
Song Man put all the books in the drawer, and used to stack them on the table, at least as a cover for playing with his mobile phone, so that the teacher could not see and not be upset, but now sitting in the first row, the fixed iron podium is the best Good barrier, just enough to keep the desktop a little cleaner.
Sitting next to Chu Fengqiu, Song Man suddenly felt that the air was fresher.
This is definitely not a compliment, but a description of the facts.
The big men in the science class are always smelly, but the girl's seat exudes a clean and pleasant smell.
The bell for evening self-study rang, and the old class looked at the newly changed seats and said something.
"The monthly exam will start on Wednesday. I hope that students can seize the time to review what they have learned before, preview what they will learn, and get a good score in the exam."
Unlike Class [-], which cried and howled like ghosts and wolves when they heard the exam, Class [-] couldn't do it quietly.
Everyone started to lower their heads to do their homework, and the old class turned his eyes around Song Man, but he walked out without saying anything.
No one was sitting in the evening self-study, Song Man took out his mobile phone.
But before it was placed on the table, someone gently grabbed the wrist.
Song Man scolded something, Chu Fengqiu heard it, and raised his eyebrows.
"Fuck who?"
The voice was low, moist and soft, and it rang in Song Man's ears.
Song Man was shocked.
Do all your goddesses speak like this?
The author has something to say: I'm coming, catch me, oops, I didn't catch me.
In the past few years, she has gotten used to the change of sight, from flattery to dismissiveness. At the beginning, her emotions fluctuated a little, but she forcibly endured them all. After that, nothing seemed to matter. It's unbearable, it all depends on the mood.
It should have been the same today, but for some reason she had the feeling that it should be.
She didn't care whether the eyes around her were astonishment or admiration.
But the smile of the person in front seemed to make her feel a lot better.
Song Man felt that the other party was probably good-looking, who wouldn't like a pleasing look.
In the remaining half of the class, Song Man continued to write questions on his mobile phone.
After class, Song Man threw himself on the table and began to catch up on sleep.
When Chu Fengqiu walked over, what he saw was that she was lying on her arms and her face was deformed.
The squeezed cheeks looked white and soft, as if they felt good to the touch.
Chu Fengqiu turned his head and saw someone quietly looking at Song Man's sleeping face, feeling a little strange in his heart.
"Can you lend me your physics homework?"
Chu Fengqiu asked politely, the boy looked away in a hurry, and looked for Chu Fengqiu's physics exercise book from his desktop.
Chu Fengqiu just stood there and began to watch, which made the boy nervously thinking that something was wrong with his physics homework, and kept waiting for Chu Fengqiu to speak.
But until the class bell rang, Chu Fengqiu put down his homework and didn't tell him there was any problem.
"what's the situation?"
The boy looked at his deskmate in confusion.
"How do I know, maybe I'm using your homework to think about some questions, anyway, I'm not looking at you."
The deskmate shrugged, indicating that Xueba's mind is difficult to guess.
"Then I know for sure."
The boy snorted softly, and wanted to visit Song Man again, only to find that she was awake.
Song Man was awakened by the ringing of the class bell, and looked up to see the teacher walking in.
Song Man continued to pretend to be a scumbag, and fell asleep as soon as he lowered his head.
So half asleep and half awake and occasionally playing with the mobile phone after noon, Song Man went out as soon as school was over at noon, carrying the small bag that Deng Wei brought in the morning.
Deng Wei was waiting for Song Man downstairs, and when he saw Song Man coming out, he immediately went up to meet him.
"Sister Man, what shall we have for lunch today?"
"Go and find Alan."
"Row."
Riding a motorcycle is not allowed to go to school, and Song Man would not ride his baby over, it was too cool, so he took a taxi with Deng Wei and went to Ailan's place.
Alan should be at work now.
The barber shop she worked in was outside a community, and the business was pretty good.
When Song Man passed by, Ailan finished her order and was smoking at the door.
Her hair is arctic green, and the way she holds a cigarette reveals vicissitudes for no reason.
Ailan is one year older than Song Man, and she has studied hairdressing in junior high school. From an apprentice to the present, when she is not with Song Man, she always looks a little lifeless.
Seeing Song Man, Ailan hurriedly threw the cigarette in her hand on the ground and crushed it, as if she had done something wrong.
"What did you smoke?"
Song Man handed over the bag.
"Liqun."
Song Man nodded for Liqun in [-] packs, and said something had improved, making Ailan so ashamed that she wished she could bury her head in the sewer not far away.
Ailan used to smoke cheap cigarettes that cost a few dollars. Song Man met him for a while and said that she was too smoked, but Ailan never smoked in front of her.
She doesn't mind other people smoking, but she thinks that even if she smokes, she should not smoke too low-quality cigarettes. It will put more pressure on her body, so last time she took a pack of high-end cigarettes from her father and threw them to Ailan, asking her to cherish them. Own.
As for people, if they don't cherish themselves and expect others to hurt them, that's a dream.
"what about the taste?"
Ailan's eyes were filled with anticipation.
She tried it several times, and she felt that it was about the same, so she asked Deng Wei to send it to Song Man.
"It's delicious, but there's no need to worry about it next time. It's a waste of money and effort. It's better to have a good meal by yourself."
Song Man knew that it was Ailan's wish, but there was no need for Ailan to spend this time and energy taking care of her.
"Just delicious."
Ailan smiled and put the bag into the barber shop, but walked out with a sullen face after a while.
"Busy?"
Ailan nodded, a little unwillingly.
It was not easy for Song Man to come to her, but there were too many customers in the store, so he couldn't leave.
"Then go ahead, it's the same any time you eat."
"Then in the afternoon, I must be free in the afternoon, and I will send you a message when the time comes, and I will treat you to dinner in the afternoon."
Alan said hastily.
"Do I still need a treat from my younger brother?"
Song Man waved his hand like a big sister.
Deng Wei couldn't get in the way at all, watching Song Man and Ailan talk to each other, and followed in a daze.
Speaking of which, if Song Man is eating with someone, she usually pays the bill, unless someone else is playing tricks, or it is an apology.
A bastard like Deng Wei should be invited to the barbecue yesterday.
During the meal, Deng Wei never stopped talking.
"Sister Man, how do you feel in the Xueba class? Do you feel that you have been nurtured?"
"Tsk, this word is really the highest level of your word use."
"That's not so bad, I'm a good educated person, but if I make progress in the Xueba class, Sister Man won't be able to share weal and woe with me."
You must know that Song Man returned to the bottom of the list, and Deng Wei hovered within the bottom ten.
"Can I be the same as you? I handed in blank papers and got [-] in the exam, but you got [-] in the exam with all the papers. What are you talking about?"
Song Man rolled her eyes. She was too lazy to let her questions go wrong to a new level, so she just wrote choices and fill in the blanks, and didn't write anything with too many words.
The composition and so on are always blank, otherwise I would never fail the exam.
"What, Miss Man, are you going to start writing the test paper?"
Deng Wei was shocked.
Song Man rolled his eyes at him, too lazy to speak.
She's still thinking about it.
"By the way, do you know Chu Fengqiu?"
Song Man suddenly remembered this matter and asked Deng Wei about it.
Deng Wei can be regarded as the school's inquisitor, from the teacher to the principal, down to the seniors, and the information is thoroughly grasped.
After all, he is Song Man's chief younger brother, so how can he do without some skills.
"Wow, Miss Man, you don't know about Chu Fengqiu! Chu Fengqiu!"
Deng Wei was a little excited when he mentioned this, and then he slapped his head and remembered that Chu Fengqiu was also in the first class.
Fuck, aren't those grandchildren in class one so beautiful, two beauties are in their class, it's a pleasure to think about it.
Though these two beauties are probably women they can't get.
Deng Wei didn't even stop eating, and started talking to Song Man about Chu Fengqiu.
Enrollment is the beauty of the school. It is the most popular in forums and post bars. I don’t know how many boys want to confess their love. The parents are good-looking and their grades are good. They are No. 1 in the middle school entrance examination. First, in the provincial entrance examination, he also beat all the heroes, ranking in the top three, and he can be called a legendary figure.
Moreover, he is not the kind of person who studies hard. He can play the piano and the violin, and has learned ballet and folk dance. He has won many medals and certificates in competitions.
I started to participate in Mathematical Olympiad competitions in elementary school, and won the first prize in the Hope Cup National Youth Mathematics Competition. In junior high school, I participated in the National Mathematics Invitational Competition and won the second prize.
In short, he is all kinds of awesome, school giants, and teachers' darlings.
"And she has a very good personality. She's not the kind whose nostrils grow above her eyes, and she doesn't flirt with people. She either ignores them or refuses them outright. Last time I had a nosebleed, she even lent me a tissue. .”
"How can there be such a perfect goddess?"
Deng Wei sighed.
Song Man took out a tissue and wiped the drool on his desk.
"Like her so much?"
"Hi... No, no, no, no way, the No.1 in my heart is definitely Sister Man, you are irreplaceable by anyone!"
Deng Wei woke up instantly and smiled at Song Man.
Song Man stood up and got up to pay.
Deng Wei hastily paid his own money, not Song Man.
Song Man was not dissatisfied, but felt that the girl was quite powerful.
Chu Fengqiu.
She whispered the name softly.
A gust of warm wind blows over, disrupting Song Man's messy thoughts.
Changing seats every Friday afternoon is a rule of the first class. The time is between evening self-study and classes. The seating chart is projected on the screen by the projector, and everyone can find their own seat and change it.
Song Man sat next to Chu Fengqiu, and was in the first row.
Song Man hadn't been this close to the podium for several years, and Song Man could feel her parents' good intentions.
"Do you want me to help you pack your things?"
Chu Fengqiu looked at Song Man's messy desktop and said he could help.
Chu Fengqiu's desktop is clean and fresh, just like how she feels.
"No, I can do it myself."
Song Man took out all the things in the drawer and put them on the table. Apart from those books and exercise books, she didn't have many things.
Chu Fengqiu nodded and watched Song Man pack his things.
Song Man put all the books in the drawer, and used to stack them on the table, at least as a cover for playing with his mobile phone, so that the teacher could not see and not be upset, but now sitting in the first row, the fixed iron podium is the best Good barrier, just enough to keep the desktop a little cleaner.
Sitting next to Chu Fengqiu, Song Man suddenly felt that the air was fresher.
This is definitely not a compliment, but a description of the facts.
The big men in the science class are always smelly, but the girl's seat exudes a clean and pleasant smell.
The bell for evening self-study rang, and the old class looked at the newly changed seats and said something.
"The monthly exam will start on Wednesday. I hope that students can seize the time to review what they have learned before, preview what they will learn, and get a good score in the exam."
Unlike Class [-], which cried and howled like ghosts and wolves when they heard the exam, Class [-] couldn't do it quietly.
Everyone started to lower their heads to do their homework, and the old class turned his eyes around Song Man, but he walked out without saying anything.
No one was sitting in the evening self-study, Song Man took out his mobile phone.
But before it was placed on the table, someone gently grabbed the wrist.
Song Man scolded something, Chu Fengqiu heard it, and raised his eyebrows.
"Fuck who?"
The voice was low, moist and soft, and it rang in Song Man's ears.
Song Man was shocked.
Do all your goddesses speak like this?
The author has something to say: I'm coming, catch me, oops, I didn't catch me.
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