Classmate Cao Aiqing is a good child who studies hard and maintains self-discipline.

When the alarm clock rings at six o'clock in the morning, she will get out of bed on time, spend half an hour washing up, tying her hair neatly into a ponytail, and then do listening exercises for half an hour. When she gets up at seven o'clock, she will say hello to her mother.

Then I went out and took the bus to school.

She really likes the black rice porridge served at the steamed bun shop at the school gate. It is her regular breakfast. She comes here every day to buy a bowl and adds two spoons of sugar. The taste is a bit too sweet, but she likes this taste.

"Hey, look, Xiao Liangfa's circle of friends last night was a photo with He Tianran!"

Behind him, several girls in the same class were eating steamed buns and discussing animatedly.

Cao Aiqing blew on the hot porridge and put it in his mouth. His classmates continued:

"What?! Let's see~ Wow, it's so close, but didn't you say before that Wen Liang likes Zhang Zhifan?"

"Yes! I don't know why, but Wen Liang deleted all the selfies he took yesterday! Doesn't she really like He Tianran?"

"Ah? Don't tear down my CP! I've been fighting Wen Fan since the first year of high school. Why is this otaku doing this? It's disgusting!"

nausea?

So, does Classmate He have such an impression in the eyes of other girls?

He obviously hasn't had much contact with other people, so making subjective assumptions is really harmful. No wonder He has always been so withdrawn.

Cao Aiqing felt that today's porridge was not very sweet, so he added another spoonful of sugar.

"I just said that He Tianran must have bad intentions when he went to the boxing gym owned by Wen Liang's family. Wen Liang probably only regards him as a friend."

"Maybe... Wen Liang just posted the photo to make Zhang Zhifan angry? After all, when the scandal broke out yesterday, the squad leader couldn't sit still and even took the initiative to change positions. Maybe this photo is also to stimulate the squad leader?"

"Wow, what you said makes sense! It would be so sweet if that were really the case!"

"I hope the squad leader can understand Xiaoliang's intentions, but I suddenly feel that He Tianran is a bit pitiful."

"What's so pitiful? A nerd like him doesn't even deserve to be the second male lead in a movie or TV series. He just acts as a tool!"

"Squeak~"

After Cao Aiqing finished his porridge, he stood up silently. The stool slid across the floor and made a slight harsh sound.

Several female classmates eating breakfast watched Cao Aiqing's tall back gradually disappearing and discussed again:

"Classmate Cao is really a goddess. She looks so beautiful even in school uniform. I wish I had a figure like hers."

"Yes, actually I have also knocked on her and the monitor, but they have too little interaction."

"Wow, sister, if you want to say this, then I can tell you about my little theater of imagination..."

Morning reading started at 7:30 in Hong Kong High School. The classroom of Class 2, Grade 3, was already more than half full, and students were arriving at the door one after another, but some seats were still empty.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the bell was about to ring at eight o'clock, and the head teacher Chen Mei had already entered the classroom.

"Well, let's talk about something before going to class..."

Chen Mei looked around and saw that almost everyone in the class had arrived, so she knocked on the blackboard and said.

"There will be a welcome party next month. For all the sophomores and seniors, each class will put on one or two performances to welcome your juniors..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a cheer in the audience, because every year at the welcome party, their class's program is often the most popular. This is not because of the cohesion or planning ability of their class, but because of people like Wen Liang.

, the existence of art students like Zhang Zhifan.

"Okay, I can see the monitor playing the piano again!"

"I'm more looking forward to what song Wenliang will sing this year."

"How about two people working together, with the monitor playing the piano and Wen Liang singing!"

"Wow, what a magical combination is this! Seconded!"

"Additional motion plus two!"

Seeing the students being so active, Chen Mei smiled and pressed her hands:

"Then I'll ask our art committee to organize this task, okay, Wen Liang?"

Wen Liang was originally sending a message to He Tianran on her cell phone at the desk. When she heard the teacher calling her name, she immediately looked up and said with a bright smile:

"Okay, teacher."

After receiving the student's reply, Chen Mei continued:

"Well, let's go now..."

"Report!"

The voice at the door of the classroom interrupted Chen Mei's speech. She looked angrily. She never had a good look at students like this who were almost always late, especially in her own class.

But when she saw He Tianran standing outside the door, Chen Mei's anger turned into confusion.

Now even if it were Zhang Zhifan, she would give him a lesson, but for He Tianran...

When she checked the number of people just now, she didn't notice the boy's absence.

He has a low sense of presence, but he never gets into trouble. He looks honest and honest, and he is a student who has made great progress in this monthly exam.

Maybe something delayed me on the way.

Chen Mei had a serious look on her face, but she didn't mean to blame her. She just said in a deep voice: "Naturally, be careful next time. The teacher knows that you don't like to be late. Come in."

"Thank you, teacher……"

Cao Aiqing in the audience listened to the conversation between teachers and students, staring intently at the book.

A familiar woody fragrance faintly entered her nasal cavity, and the boy sat down beside her with some restraint.

Only then did she raise her head and glance at He Tianran.

"You...didn't sleep well yesterday?"

Looking at the boy's tired face and obvious dark circles under his eyes, she asked softly.

"Well... I was just playing games..."

He Tianran also whispered and took out the textbook.

"Play less games and pay attention to rest."

"Um……"

After a brief exchange, the two began to "concentrate" on the class.

He Tianran would never say something like "I was so excited that I couldn't sleep because I got your WeChat account."

It was just his repeated drowsiness that attracted Cao Aiqing's sideways glances several times.

In order not to disturb the girl's class, He Tianran suppressed his sleepiness, but his eyelids felt heavy every time he blinked.

He closed his eyes, tilted his head forward, and then suddenly woke up again. The whole process was very confusing, but he had to pretend to be awake.

Cao Aiqing saw everything in his eyes, and recalling what the female classmates at the bun shop said, he couldn't help but turn his head and raise the corners of his mouth.

How could He Tianran, who cared about the state of his classmate and managed to stay awake even though he was desperately sleepy, as unbearable as they said?

He's just a bit of a homebody,

A bit introverted,

But not disgusting at all!

The textbook on He Tianran's desk stood up unconsciously. He blinked, thinking he had read it wrong...

"Of course, you can take the opportunity to sleep for a while, and I will help you watch the teacher."

Cao Aiqing's words penetrated into He Tianran's ears like a dream, and seemed to have a kind of hypnotic magic. As his vision gradually blurred, the boy's head, which was supported by his strength, slowly lay on the table. After a moment, he calmly
Chapter completed!