Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 5
Standing at the back of the team, Cheng Haoqiong watched Liang Yuzhao about to go out of his field of vision, and walked out of the door anxiously, wanting to catch up and take a few more glances.

Just as he reached the door, the alarm sounded in the store.When she looked back, it turned out that she had taken the things and hadn't paid for it.

When she looked up again, there was no sign of the senior.

"Hey... the handsome guy is gone again. Don't know the senior's name?"

Cheng Moqiong sighed in disappointment, returned to the back of the line with the bread in her arms, and continued to line up.

Cheng Haoqiong took out her mobile phone, put the earphones into her ears, listened to the song, and walked slowly back to the dormitory with the bread in her hand.Immersed in a person's world, let time go slowly, until the end of time.

After taking a shower and changing her clothes, Cheng Moqiong came to the teaching building.Standing in the corridor, seeing that many people have already come to the classroom, he hesitated to go in.

He Xin came to the door of the classroom, saw Cheng Moqiong standing outside, and asked, "Why don't you go in?"

"There are too many people inside, so I'm too embarrassed to go in." Cheng Moqiong whispered.

"Let's go in together. Sit together."

"OK."

The two randomly picked an empty table and sat down.After chatting a few words, the class bell rang, and the teacher walked into the classroom.

"Welcome everyone to our Huaqiao Middle School. I am Yuan Wei, your homeroom teacher. Next, I will teach the subject of Chinese. I hope you can start your new high school life here..."

Yuan Wei introduced the basic situation of high school and some precautions at length, and then asked all the students to go to the podium one by one to make brief self-introductions.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Cheng Moqiong, and I'm from Yuancheng. I don't have any special hobbies. I hope you can give me some advice."

Cheng Haoqiong doesn't like to talk too much about herself, and those who know her well will naturally know.For the rest, I don't know.

"Hi everyone, my name is He Xin, and I come from Shicheng. I like painting, calligraphy, and students who have common hobbies, we can communicate with each other..."

He Xin is Cheng Zhuqiong's roommate, and the first person to chat with her.

Thinking of being in the dormitory just now, Cheng Moqiong asked He Xin who was packing up: "Shall we go to the classroom together later?"

"My former junior high school classmates would come and walk with me." He Xin said with a smile.

"Oh well."

Um, bad start.But unexpectedly, she would take the initiative to invite herself to sit with her.Cheng Haoqiong shrugged, and continued to listen carefully to the self-introduction on stage.

The introduction of names, hometowns, and hobbies is the same, and there is no one who particularly attracts Cheng Moqiong's interest.Even if she had, she didn't want any friends.

During the class break, the classroom was full of excitement. A tall boy walked up to He Xin, bent over, leaned close to her ear, and whispered something in his ear.

Cheng Moqiong listened carefully to the self-introduction, and another reason was to see what handsome men and women there were in the class.A rough observation revealed that there were two pretty good-looking girls in the class, one of whom was He Xin, and the boy just now was also pretty good.

In a class of more than 50 people, everyone took turns to introduce themselves, and then it was time for evening self-study.

Cheng Haoqiong packed up her things, then turned to He Xin and asked, "He Xin, do you want to go together?"

"No, that boy asked me out for supper just now."

"kindness."

Cheng Haoqiong walked slowly on the school road by himself and returned to the dormitory.After washing up, I went to bed, played with my mobile phone, and waited for the lights to be turned off to sleep.Being in a strange environment always makes people feel inexplicably lonely.

"Bridge, what are you doing?"

"Get ready for bed. School starts tomorrow, call me at 7 o'clock."

"Aren't you an accommodation? Won't your roommate call you?"

"You've been playing for almost two months, I'm afraid you won't get used to it if you don't."

"I'll get used to it. Don't worry."

"Oh, then I'm late tomorrow, I don't blame you."

"Okay. The mobile phone was stolen today, and a new number was changed."

"Got it. Good night."

At 11 o'clock, the dormitory bell rang, the electric switch was pulled down uniformly, and the lights were turned off.However, no one fell asleep right away.The first night of the freshmen, without exception, is a sleep meeting.

(End of this chapter)