Xu Zhengqing let go and said with a light "um": "So excited, I'm ready to go to Hongzhi Department for the exam."

"Hehe, don't dare," Dai Yunian said with a smile, "As long as you perform normally, I can't even get the second place."

"That's right, so excited! If Brother Xu's surname was Xu, what's the matter with you, catfish!" After the person who bumped into Jian Xing said that, he apologized to Jian Xing, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Jian Xing stood up without even raising her head, and hurriedly said to Xu Zhengqing, "I'll get you a pen."

"What's wrong with the pen?" Dai Yunian asked.

"I fell." Xu Zhengqing said.

"Use mine! I will give you my!" Dai Yunian said, taking out one from his pocket and put it on Xu Zhengqing's table.

As soon as Jian Xing arrived at his desk, he heard this and paused to slim the drawer and clenched the pen in his hand.

"Jian Xing," Xu Zhengqing called out, "No need, there is."

The heart was abandoned high with his call and slowly fell down. She turned her head and glanced at Xu Zhengqing, and said naturally: "Okay."

Then he silently put the pen back to its original place.

When he sat down, Jian Xing realized that the person who hit her was sitting behind her. It turned out to be from Class 4.

After he sat down, he apologized to Jane Xing, "I'm sorry just now."

Jane Xing smiled and said, "It's okay."

Soon the ringtone rang, and the invigilator came in with the test paper, and then he started to distribute the test papers after briefly explaining the test rules.

The test questions are indeed simple, and only the composition took some time.

——Seeing the mother in spring with a basket.

Jian Xing looked at the main theme of the composition and saw the night sky and the boy passing by the paper plane that day.

Looking up again, two hours had passed, and the person in front had handed over the paper and left at some point. When Jian Xing looked up, his eyes fell on Xu Zhengqing's back.

He probably finished writing, and he leaned slightly on the table behind him in a scattered position.

The boy lowered his head slightly, and the joints of the back neck were slightly raised. He turned his pen in his hand. The morning light passed through the door and shone on him, and the shadow fell lightly on Jianxing's table.

Jian Xing stared at him with his breath for a long time, and then when the corridor gradually became more noisy, he gently lay on the table.

She carefully stretched out her fingers, and her fingertips fell on the edge of the shadow profile.

The gift came unexpectedly.
Chapter completed!