Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

"There's so much nonsense, just follow me!" Han Bing said coldly.

But I knew that this sister spoke in this style, so I was not annoyed, and followed obediently, feeling very at ease in my heart.

It seems that I am cheap, and I still feel happy when people don't talk to me well.

After a while, he walked to the small white building in No. [-] Middle School of the city.

The most famous building in City No. [-] is this small white building, because it is in the very center of the entire campus, with a flagpole in front, and a flag-raising ceremony is held here every Monday. [

The Xiaobai Building only has two floors, it can be called the smallest building in the whole city, but it is also the oldest building.

The walls of Xiaobailou are covered with green vines, among which are some unknown small white flowers. The whole building feels simple and quiet.

And its main function is to serve as a library. The entire first floor is a place for students to borrow and read books.

The second floor is the radio room.Pop music is played during recess activities on campus, the national anthem is played during the flag-raising ceremony, and poets on campus read their works here.

Because of the two weeks of military training, I haven't had much contact with this small white building.However, as the landmark building of City No. [-] Middle School, it has long been one of the legends in the hearts of every student.

Han Bing led me straight up to the second floor, opened the door of the radio room, and beckoned me in.

"Sister Bing, are you from the broadcasting room?" As soon as I came in, I sat on the large leather sofa and looked at the whole set of broadcasting equipment that I couldn't name by the window. , I am afraid that if one is not careful, the entire net worth will not be enough to pay.

"No." Han Bing said disapprovingly, "I belong to the student union, so I just have the key here."

"Oh." I am not surprised that a girl like Han Bing works in the student union.

There was a small fish tank on the coffee table, and there were two small goldfish swimming around in it. I put my finger in and fiddled with it, and the goldfish fled in panic.

"Huh?" Han Bing moved a chair and sat opposite me, "You seem to be all right?"

I touched my face, there were still some wet tears on it, and I smiled embarrassedly when I thought of how I cried in public just now.