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The class teacher walked out. The boy stood next to the door in the sunshine at one or two o'clock in the afternoon. He was wearing a black coat. He was tall, with a strong frame and a very smooth profile. More than 30 students in the second class were looking at him. .

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy can shine in his own right. What surges through his body is the spirit, and the sea of ​​clouds under his feet looks too cold and cold, so nothing can enter his eyes.

He lowered his eyes and casually glanced at the roll call: "NO.19——"

"Cheng Xuran."

The pronunciation of the words is clear and clear, and the tone is unfamiliar.

The boy looked up.

"What about people?"

thump.

The heartbeat stopped.

A moment of staring at each other.

He stood up hastily.

One step, two steps, three steps, step onto the podium.

The first impression she gives people is that she is a girl with a very thin frame. She wears white short-sleeves and has fair skin. She only has a pair of black and shiny eyes. She is quiet and doesn't like to talk much.

The boy took the roll call and applauded her with a neat movement. The other students were inspired by the atmosphere and also applauded together, and the applause was warm.

So Cheng Xuran said that in September of [-], when the cicadas were chirping and the sun was hot.

"Hello everyone, my name is Cheng Xuran."

The girl's voice passed through the window and passed through the lush camphor trees of No. [-] Middle School.

Everyone was waiting for her next words, but when Cheng Xuran stood on the podium, facing a pair of eyes that looked at her either playfully or seriously, her mind went blank, she clenched her palms, not knowing what to say, she just wanted to end it here. .

"Like skateboarding?" The boy looked at the roll call and asked casually with a calm tone.

Cheng Xuran shook his head: "I like reading." His voice became softer, "The last book I read... was "Red and Black"."

The boy then raised his head and glanced at her: "Let me introduce you."

From the beginning to the end, the two of them only said these two sentences, but they pulled Cheng Xuran out of a daze and made the self-introduction that day become something worth remembering. "NO.20, Xu Zhi."

Xu Zhi is Cheng Xuran's new deskmate. She is a girl with a good personality and good popularity. At that time, the two of them did not expect to become each other's lifelong best friends. She ran to the podium excitedly: "Senior, here I come!"

"What's your name, senior?" the boy said.

He helped the class teacher select a few people, and the classmates under the podium, especially Xu Zhi, made a fuss and asked him to introduce himself.

The boy took out a piece of white chalk, walked up to the podium and quickly wrote three big characters on the blackboard. His movements were graceful, his pen was strong and powerful, and he wrote well.

Song Yanqing.

He turned around and faced his classmates. There was a careless sense of distance about him, making it difficult to approach him: "I'm from Class [-]."

"You're so handsome. I'll look for you in your class from now on!" Xu Zhi shouted with his hands in the shape of a trumpet.

"Don't come."

"Has your name been called?" The head teacher came back and looked at Song Yanqing, "Why are you still on the stage? Go, go, go."

"I don't want your class to get to know me so I can borrow something from you later." Song Yanqing clapped his hands and said, "I'm leaving. Goodbye, teacher."

"Hey, where did you click?"

"number 24."

"Row."

The black figure disappeared into the class, and the atmosphere in the class was quite boiling.

Xu Zhi handed Cheng Xuran a piece of candy, put his elbows on the table, and flipped his hair: "My deskmate, why are you so cold and cold? You haven't said a word to me until now."

Cheng Xuran sat obediently: "Hello."

"..." Xu Zhi, "Hello, serious man."

"That boy just now is pretty good-looking. Do you know him? It seems to me that you guys came here together."