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"Yeah." He turned and left.

"What's the watch? Let me take a look." The girl came over to take a look.

Cheng Xuran took the list and looked at it. Someone else's body temperature was still on it. The body temperature left behind after holding the ice water was cold.

After they returned, they found two boxes of ice water on the ground and asked the sports committee what was going on.

"Invited by the class monitor." The sports committee pointed out.

Song Yanqing was sitting on the flower bed with his knees bent, his profile a little distant and blurry, holding water in one hand.

"He's still the monitor?" the girl was surprised.

"Well, I'm a member of the group."

"What's the big deal?" Xu Zhi snorted coldly, firmly hating Song Yanqing.

On the last day of military training, the school held a bonfire party, which was also a welcome party. The party was brilliant and grand, and talented freshmen were caught performing performances.

Cheng Xuran was forced to sign up, as she had a solitary personality, so performing in front of thousands of teachers and students was equivalent to killing her.

But Cheng Xuran's family forced her to report. There are some things that she would never dare to do without practicing. She cannot be someone who is capable but doesn't dare. This is the purpose of their family.

Cheng Xuran's character can be said to be acquired and forced.

The night fell, stars circled the moon, and Cheng Xuran's program was scheduled for the penultimate one.

When the lights went down, she stood in the center of the stage in a white dress, with a pure white belt tied around her slender waist. The gauze skirt flowed like a galaxy, with a cold and fragile beauty, and her dancing posture was soft, moving, and spotless.

During the seven minutes and 41 seconds she was on stage, she was dazzling.

"Damn it, who is this woman? Why do I feel like I haven't seen her before during military training?"

"What else can you think about besides beautiful women all day long?"

"No, I really have no impression. Logically speaking, it's impossible for her to be so beautiful."

"What's her name? Brother Song, do you know?"

Song Yanqing chose a seat in the back row to play with his mobile phone. Most of his body was hidden in the dark. He controlled the game keyboard with both hands. He bent one knee and straightened his other long leg. The lines outlined by his camouflage military pants were very straight. He He only looked up and said in a strange tone: "Cheng Shiran."

"you recognize?"

"I don't know." His voice sounded in the dark, neither salty nor cool.

Cheng Xuran held up her skirt and passed by the entire row of seats when she happened to hear his medium voice. She paused for a moment, then walked over with a normal expression.

In fact, many times, maybe the words that should be said are not said well, maybe the things that should be done are timid, and they become missed again and again. If it were another person at that time and heard the same words, she might rush to him. Said before.

"I'm Lin Weizhen."

"You know each other now."

Xing Jianshu once said that with Song Yanqing's temper, why not find someone who can cure him? Sister Lin is very good at it.

For the sake of convenience, Cheng Jiaoxiao pushed Song Yanqing's WeChat account to Cheng Xuran. It was the third day after the official start of school. He didn't do well in this freshman year of high school, and Song Yanqing was the most reliable one.

[His grades are pretty good. If you have any questions you don’t know, you can ask him. 】

Cheng Xuran hesitated for a while when adding someone. She always felt that they didn't mean to know her, and she didn't need to add one. However, Cheng Jiaoxiao kept urging her to add one so that he could pass on the news if there was anything in the future.

At eight or nine o'clock that night, Song Yanqing approved her friend application.

Someone: [Hello. 】

So-and-so: [I just looked at my phone. Tell me if you have anything later. 】

Cheng Xuran thought that Cheng Jiaoxiao might have told him.