Jiangshen's Xiao Zuojing is strawberry flavored

Chapter 71 Birthday
As the next monthly exam was approaching, it was rare for the people in Class [-] to be serious, and they were all concentrating on their revision.

Jiang Si was the same as usual, chewing on the bean paste buns to do the questions, not paying much attention, and even changing his pen in his mind.

Su Yao, who was obliquely in front of him, studied a math problem for a morning self-study, but still couldn't figure it out.

Su Yao asked Qiao Mian for help, "Little Qiao, this question is so difficult... teach me quickly."

"Wait a minute," Qiao Mian closed the book and said lazily, "Which question?"

Su Yao pointed to the question and came out.

Qiao Mian looked at it for a while, and realized that she had written this question yesterday.

So she took a pen from the side and explained the idea of ​​the question to Su Yao.

"Understood." Su Yao said, "Little Qiao, you are so amazing."

Qiao Mian smiled.

She has been in a nonchalant state for almost two days - the main reason is Jiang Si's birthday.

Qiao Mian felt that it was perfunctory to only send basketballs, but couldn't think of anything else, and struggled for a long time until today.

It was already Jiang Si's birthday, and Qiao Mian had no choice but to find love.

I can only send basketball.

The basketball goal was too big, and she was worried that Lao Chen would punish her for bringing it, so she planned to give it to Jiang Si at noon.

"Little Qiao?" Su Yao was puzzled, shaking her left hand in front of her: "what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing." Qiao Mian raised her eyes and noticed the bracelet on Su Yao's hand.

The bracelet is a very clear purple, as if filled with a galaxy.

Qiao Mian praised a few words.

"Couple style." Su Yao touched the bracelet subconsciously, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Qiao Mian understood.

Qiao Mian was depressed again.

Now she dare not even say happy birthday to Jiang Si.

Many people came to Jiang Si for blessings on this day, and Jiang Si responded politely to each of them.

It's a pity that the person he was waiting for didn't talk to him anyway.

Jiang Si sighed inaudibly, turned over the paper that he had read for half a class in his hand, and looked at the next page.

Why didn't his deskmate say happy birthday to him?

Song Ruan didn't know what Jiang Si was thinking, and walked over with a heartless smile, "Master Si, happy birthday, let's have dinner together tonight?"

"Okay." Jiang Si responded, then looked down at the paper again.

Song Ruan was satisfied and didn't notice Jiang Si's emotions.

Jiang Si waited for 5 minutes, but finally couldn't help turning his head to look at Qiao Mian.

Two words were clearly written in his eyes: "Sorrow".

Qiao Mian blinked, feeling very at a loss.

She realized something and said, "Happy birthday."

She doesn't have any presents for him now.

Jiang Si didn't speak, and continued to stare at her.

Qiao Mian's eyes wandered, "I didn't bring the birthday present I prepared for you, so I'll give it to you at noon."

Who can resist being stared at with such a face?
Anyway, Qiao Mian didn't dare to look back.

Jiang Si bent his eyes, and his mood brightened instantly: "Thank you, Xiao Qiao."

Qiao Mian's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and the tips of her ears turned red.

Seeing Jiang Si turn his gaze back to the paper, she immediately covered her face with her hand.

He actually called her Xiao Qiao just now! !

It took Qiao Mian a whole morning to calm down.

At noon, Qiao Mian returned to Qingyuan first, and checked the basketball she carefully packed.

It took her a while before she sent a message to Jiang Si, asking if he was back.

[At your door. 】

Qiao Mian quickly picked up the gift box and walked towards the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Jiang Si put away his mobile phone, intending to look at her with a smile, but only saw the transparent gift box.

Inside the gift box was a beautiful basketball decorated with string lights.

Qiao Mian's head protruded from the top of the gift box, and the broken light in her eyes shone.

"Jiang Si, happy birthday."

(End of this chapter)