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Chapter 47 Ah Huan is not Ah Xi (Part [-])
Brother Ah Sheng was persuaded by Uncle Ah Shui, and immediately said that he would go to the night school to sign up after eating noodles.

Song Huanxi was too busy to close, and said goodbye to Uncle Chi with a smile: "Boss, starting tomorrow, I won't be here until after eight o'clock!"

Chi Ji closes at about nine o'clock, and the dining peak at eight o'clock has passed, so in fact, Song Huanxi came to help close.

Uncle Chi readily agreed: "Okay!"

After she left, Aunt Chi complained: "What can I do at eight o'clock? I'm still lazy to read the newspaper! The money is too easy!"

Uncle Chi glared at his short-sighted wife. The stupid wife only stared at the money box all day long, but she didn't realize that since Ah Huan started reading newspapers, there were more regular customers.

And many people used to come once or twice a week, but now they come three or four times, and some even come every day!
Uncle Chi couldn't imagine that if Ah Huan didn't come, the noodle shop's business would plummet.

……

Song Huanxi saw the lights at home from a distance, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

A few days ago, her siblings had their summer vacation, and since then she has felt much more relaxed.

Ah Yun is not good at reading, but she is quite talented in cooking. Maybe it has something to do with her gluttony?

only--

Song Huanxi took a sip of the soup and another mouthful of vegetables, and couldn't help but ask, "Why is the soup so bland? The vegetables are so salty?"

Song Huanyun Qiqi Ai Ai said: "I, I added too much salt when cooking, and I thought, just don't add salt to the soup, isn't this just right?"

Song Huanxi: "..."

A mouthful of the little red guy was held in her mouth, no, she can't boast that the second child is a little clever ghost!

She twitched the corners of her lips, trying to make herself look pleasant and approachable: "Ah Yun, sister hasn't checked your homework for a long time."

……

Early the next morning, Song Huanxi got up early,

She didn't wear the blue and white porcelain cheongsam, but found out her school uniform. It was a blue gown with a slightly narrow waist and a skirt that reached to the calf. It looked like a cheongsam. It was paired with white socks and black doll shoes.

People outside could tell that she was from an old-fashioned middle school. Girls wearing such school uniforms would not be able to stride like stars, and would walk more gracefully.

She looked at her student-like appearance in the mirror with satisfaction, picked up her handbag, and before going out, she asked Ah Yun to take good care of her younger brother at home and not to run around.

Although Pei has a commuter car, it doesn't stop near her home. She needs to take a Ding Ding car first, or walk for half an hour.

Song Huanxi went out early, so he naturally chose to walk there.

Unexpectedly, there were not many people on the bus, and a few of them were still sleeping, with heavy dark circles under their eyes, obviously lacking in sleep.

The driver noticed her scrutinizing eyes from the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "There are too many scenes, and the result of filming all night, you will be like them in the future!"

Xu Shi realized that his words were not friendly enough, so the driver hurriedly said, "Don't worry! Before filming, the makeup artist will cover up your dark circles!"

Song Huanxi: "..."

Suddenly feel that the future is worrying.

After the car arrived, Song Huanxi got out of the car first, and looked back at the car: the driver was reluctantly providing wake-up service for one person.

According to the road signs, Song Huanxi soon arrived at the classroom of the training class.

Unlike her, most of the students in the training class chose to live here and arrived at the dormitory one day in advance.

Probably because of the proximity, these students who lived in the school were not in a hurry to come early. When Song Huanxi arrived, she was greeted by an empty classroom.

Song Huanxi counted the number of desks, six in each row, a total of four rows, in other words, there are up to 24 students.

She directly chose the third seat in the row by the window, which was not too far from the podium, so she could see clearly and hear clearly, and because it was on the side, the chances of the teacher to roll the roll would be much less.

These are all from Song Xueba's experience.

Not long after, a group of young people came to the door laughing and joking, and the most active and loudest of them was an acquaintance.

"Let me tell you, my master said—"

Wang Yu's voice paused, and the moment he saw the girl, a look of surprise and joy appeared on his handsome face!

He rushed over from the door immediately, stood in front of the girl, at a loss for a long time, and muttered: "Ah, Axi! Hello!"

His voice is so small that only girls can hear it.

Wang Yu was really scared, afraid that she would point her throat without saving face.

Then, he saw the girl smiling softly at him, her voice was as clear as the sound of nature: "Hello."

The old man didn't lie to me!Her real name is Song Huanxi!

While Wang Yu was dancing, he heard the girl's voice soft and authentic: "However, my friends call me A Huan."

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, only the phrase "my friend" was on his mind!
She said he was her friend!

Ha, her friend!

Wang Yu looked around and took the position behind the girl without hesitation.

The young men and women who came in with him looked at each other, and one of them asked, "Wang Yu, who is she?"

Wang Yu heheed, pointed to his throat, and said loudly, "My throat is broken! I can't speak!"

How could he casually tell others about his hard-won name!

Song Huanxi: "..."

Several people looked at each other, hesitated, and sat down in the same group, plus Song Huanxi and Wang Yu, exactly six people, occupying this row.

The guy sitting in front of Song Huanxi was also a handsome guy. He turned around familiarly and gave him a bright smile: "Hello pretty girl, my name is Qin Haoyang, can you tell me Yangzi is so handsome?"

"Can't!"

Before Song Huanxi could respond, Wang Yu had already jumped up, flung his teeth and claws at Qin Haoyang, and the two tore into a ball.

The girl sitting at the first table and the girl at the fifth table got up at the same time. The girl at the first table was a round-faced girl, slightly shorter, and smiled at Song Huanxi:

"Don't pay attention to them, they have been fighting since yesterday, first for a top bunk, then for the order on the washbasin stand, even for whoever hangs the towels!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand generously, pointed to herself, and then pointed to the tall girl next to her: "My name is Shen Mengru, and her name is Zhu Shengxiao."

She pointed to the sixth seat again, the tall boy who slept on the table when he arrived: "That's Guan Zhizhou."

After speaking, she looked at Song Huanxi expectantly.

Just as Song Huanxi was about to say his name, another group of young people rushed in. They were obviously divided into several small groups. After seeing the classroom situation clearly, they began to occupy their seats chattering.

There were a few mavericks who fought for seats all the time. After everyone sat down, they naturally sat in another group of seats against the wall. There were no more, no less, and there were exactly six people.

Compared with the other small groups that were still yelling, the six people leaning against the wall were obviously much quieter.

I have to admit that these six students walking alone are indeed better in appearance.

　Slag: Student Song, how do you feel about your first day at school?
　　Song Huanxi: Students... are all quite special.

　　Ps, salty vegetables and light soup come from my personal experience!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)