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Song Yanqing: [Hello. 】

Song Yanqing: [I just looked at my phone. If you have anything to say to me later. 】

Cheng Xuran thought that Cheng Jiaoxiao might have told him.

His circle of friends has only been visible for three days. Nothing is displayed and nothing can be seen. His nickname is so-and-so.

When they arrived at school the next day, Cheng Xuran found out that they went to the Internet cafe last night. Forget about the Internet cafe, they were caught by the dean, which was quite unlucky.

Although the two of them had added WeChat, it was in vain. They had never chatted privately. They only used a few sentences to inform each other. After all, they were in the next class. If anything happened at school, they would talk directly.

He really followed what Song Yanqing said on the first day of school. From now on, if Class [-] has something, it will be borrowed from Class [-]. He comes often, which makes the class teacher so angry that he points at him with a piece of chalk. All the classmates are laughing, but he knows how to treat guests, and even Class two together.

Because it was just the beginning of the school year, the textbooks for some minor subjects had not yet been distributed. After school that night, Cheng Xuran walked downstairs with her schoolbag on her back. There were many people in the corridor, very crowded, all wearing black and white school uniforms.

The school uniforms of No. [-] Middle School are very nice, the color is a bit dark blue and black, contrasting with the white.

Almost everyone was walking down, and a few people who were walking up against the crowd and holding at least dozens of textbooks became particularly obvious.

He was wearing a school uniform, which matched his tall and straight frame, making people unable to take their eyes away from him.

"Class [-]." Song Yanqing held dozens of history books and walked to the fourth floor. When he saw the girl with gentle eyebrows walking hurriedly down, he called her.

Cheng Xuran paused, saw him stunned for a moment, and said hello: "Hi."

"Have all of you on duty left today? Ask the two boys to come over and check the numbers and take away the books. We have picked them up for your class. You don't have to go to the complex building tomorrow morning."

"Oh, okay." Cheng Xuran went upstairs with them, "Let me help you."

"Need not."

Unfortunately, all the students on duty were gone, and Cheng Xuran came up and simply said, "I'll have some."

Song Yanqing placed the book on the podium in the Class [-] classroom. He was checking the numbers, and she was also checking. The other two boys continued to move the books. The classroom after school was quiet and empty. The dusk light came in and spread them on the ground. He smelled like lemon mints, which shone in the heart, and at least for a moment it was very exciting.

The person is cold and distant, and when the eyelashes are hanging down, the face is very unruly.

Cheng Xuran instinctively kept a distance from him and stayed away from this kind of boy. Reason told her that it was dangerous to have contact with him.

Cheng Xuran had rarely even talked to boys since she was a child. After graduating from junior high school, she was not even familiar with the boys in the class, let alone someone with a personality like Song Yanqing.

He will make people fall and indulge in tension.

After Cheng Xuran counted the numbers, he helped her move to the next door.

"Thank you."

"No need." He said, "Are you waiting for Cheng Jiaoxiao?"

"Ah."

"Don't wait for him. He was taken to a meeting by the student union and won't be able to leave for a while." Song Yanqing said, "Follow us later."

Cheng Xuran was stunned for a moment, looking at the darkening sky outside the window, hesitantly.

"Your brother should have told you." Song Yanqing said while sitting on the windowsill looking at his phone.

Cheng Xuran took out her phone and looked at it. Indeed, Cheng Jiaoxiao sent a message more than ten minutes ago asking her to go out with Song Yanqing. The phone was muted and she didn't see it.

"Okay." Cheng Xuran added, his chin was thin, and his face was very gentle in the afterglow of dusk, giving him the feeling of a sickly Xizi, "Thank you."