It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

There are six people in a group, sitting in three rows. The leader of this group is a boy named Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng pondered for a long time and realized that he had to consider the opinions of his team members, so he asked:

"Which one do you think is good?"

Several people discussed in low voices, "Don't sit too far in front, or the chalk dust will fall on the table", "Don't sit next to it, it will cause astigmatism", "We can finally leave here". Gu Nian said nothing. There were four large groups in the classroom. Xu Dongyang's group was in the middle of the second largest group, and Xu Dongyang was still in the last row of that group. If she wanted to sit next to Xu Dongyang, her group had to choose the last position in the second largest group at least.

That position is not very good, the middle of the third group is one of the best positions.

"Gu Nian, what do you think?" Zhang Cheng asked.

Gu Nian subconsciously wanted to say "all is fine", but the words got stuck on her lips. She curled her hands slightly and tried to suggest in a low voice:

"How about the second largest group?"

Zhang Cheng was stunned and turned to look at the other team members: "What about you?"

Each group was divided by the teacher according to the entrance scores in the first year of junior high school. Two students with high scores, two students with medium scores, and two students with low scores were divided into groups. However, this does not guarantee that the strength of each group is even, because by the second year of junior high school, the scores have changed a lot compared to the entrance scores.

For example, in Gu Nian's group, several students with average or above average grades were very fond of playing. After more than a year of baptism, several of them fell into depravity, and Gu Nian's grades became the only highlight of the group.

The result is that when the top student suggested choosing a seat at the back, everyone else no longer had any concerns - the back is so nice, the teacher can't see you, wouldn't it be nice to read novels or play on your phone using the pile of books as a cover?

Zhang Cheng made the decision and then happily told the teacher to choose the seat at the back of the second group.

How could the head teacher not know what these children were thinking? He shook his head, feeling a little sorry and hoping that Gu Nian would not be influenced by them.

"Next group, have you thought about it? If not, hurry up."

The seat change is in full swing.

Do you know the feeling of having a crush on someone?

Especially the feeling when you change seats later and you know that the person you secretly love will sit in front of you. You can hardly suppress the joy, but you still have to suppress it and pretend to be calm, thinking that you should talk to that person openly and not be nervous, and not let others see it.

I even thought that in the future, every time I passed the test paper forward and backward would become a reward.

very nice.

Gu Nian lay on the table, trying not to let others notice her expression.

She remembered that kiss vividly, and whenever the memory began to fade, she would take it out and wipe it.

When all the groups had chosen their seats, the teacher announced that the seats would be changed. Gu Nian couldn't wait to pick up the book and wait for the original person to move to the seat behind Xu Dongyang. The original person was still slow at first, but when he saw Gu Nian coming, he felt embarrassed to delay and quickly took out the book from the drawer to make room for him.

"Yeah?" Xu Dongyang turned around, "You're sitting behind me?"

Gu Nian couldn't help but laugh: "Yeah."

"Do you need help?"

"No, I've moved everything."

Her deskmate has also changed. Seats are often adjusted freely within the group. Now the group leader Zhang Cheng is her deskmate.

"Oh," Xu Dongyang nodded, "I'll go help Lulu move the books. She has a lot of messy things."

"Where does she sit?"

"Here—" Xu Dongyang pointed to the left, "It's right next to it."

In the middle of the third group, Bai Lu was busy sorting book boxes.

The three of them sat in a triangle, except that there was an aisle between Bai Lu and them.

"Don't put the bookcases in the aisle outside," the teacher supervised the students' progress, urging them to do so. "I've told you several times. It's inconvenient for walking."

"Lulu, move the bookcase inside," Xu Dongyang reminded, "The teacher will talk to you later."

"Just say it," Bai Lu said with a self-abandoned look, "There's no room in between."

It took half a class period to change seats, and the rest of the time was spent on self-study.

During the self-study session, the teacher also assigned homework: "Recite "Night Tour of Chengtian Temple" and ask the group leader to sign it."

We spent a few days studying this passage and became familiar with it. It was also short, so no one complained.

Gu Nian was reading the text silently, and from time to time he noticed Bai Lu making secret signals to Xu Dongyang. Xu Dongyang trembled and seemed to be laughing for something.

Gu Nian felt a little jealous, thinking that the seat she had chosen was not as good as Bai Lu's. But if she sat in Bai Lu's seat, she would probably not have any problem. On the contrary, if Bai Lu sat in her seat, she would probably...

What will you do?

She stared at Xu Dongyang's low ponytail, beneath which was a pure white school uniform round collar, with traces of underwear. Her neck was a milky white, so clean and pure that it made people want to get closer.

get out of class has ended.

Xu Dongyang's deskmate was Li Lei, a sunny boy with regular features and good basketball skills. He was laughing and looking for Xu Dongyang to recite a text. While reciting, he looked left and right, looked at the ceiling, and his body kept shaking. When he got stuck, he repeated a sentence several times, and used hopeful eyes to hint that he wanted to get by. Xu Dongyang poked the desk twice with the pen cap, like a little teacher, and said:

"Carry it well."

The boy scratched his face, stopped shaking, and continued to recite stutteringly.

Gu Nian suddenly became annoyed. She looked up at the blackboard and saw that the student on duty had not written the schedule. She asked Zhang Cheng:

"Do you know what the next class is?"

Zhang Cheng shook his head: "I don't know."

At this time, Xu Dongyang suddenly turned around and said:

"Geography."

Gu Nian was stunned. When Xu Dongyang turned around, it seemed that the fragrance of his hair was also thrown towards him.

"…But there are few people like us who have time to spare! I have finished reciting it!"

"I made two mistakes in reciting the text. I marked them with pencil." Xu Dongyang said after signing.

"Hey, thank you, team leader. Thank you, team leader."

When you have a crush on someone and you see another person who has a crush on that person trying to show off his or her presence, what would you think?

Xu Dongyang, your deskmate has a crush on you, don't talk too much with him...

Unfortunately, the voice of the heart cannot be conveyed.

Gu Nian was stunned. At this moment, there was a piece of chocolate on the table.

The packaging looks expensive.

She turned around and saw Bai Lu smiling at her and Xu Dongyang: "Here, eat quickly."

Dong Yang was surprised: "You brought it out?"

"Yeah. You like to eat, don't you?"

The other girls around saw it and immediately surrounded her:

"Bai Lu, is there anything else?! I didn't eat lunch..."

"No more! The last few!"

"Ah, why is it gone?"

In the bustle, Gu Nian put away the chocolates and suddenly remembered that she still had a box of pecans. She took out the box and wanted to share some with the people around her, but everyone around her declined.

"Uh, forget it, this is too hard to peel..." said Xu Dongyang.

Most other people gave the same reason. Without good tools, this thing would be too painful to eat.

Gu Nian silently took out a pair of scissors and started to peel the shells.

She has loved eating this since she was a child, so she summed up a set of methods for peeling the shell, which is very efficient. If she is lucky, she can even peel a whole fruit.

This is also one of her rare talents besides studying.

She peeled a few, tapped Xu Dongyang's shoulder, and called Bai Lu again:

"Want to eat?"

Dong Yang was surprised: "Wow, thank you!"

Bai Lu sighed: "If this thing was as easy to peel as orange peel, I could eat ten kilograms of it."

Gu Nian had a faint smile on her face. No matter whether she was peeling a few pecans for Bai Lu or Xu Dongyang, she would feel happy - of course, she was more willing to peel them for Xu Dongyang.

She thought, since she had kissed him, even though they were not in a romantic relationship, she should still be nicer to him and show more concern. After kissing him once, she felt itchy in her heart, thinking there would be a next time, and she would try... there would be a next time.

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The exam is getting closer and the autumn is getting stronger.

In the last self-study class in the evening, students who were participating in the art festival performance had to go out for rehearsal. Due to the pressure of the exam, everyone became more or less impatient, and the whole rehearsal was not as enjoyable as before.

"I've told you several times to come here slowly..." The cultural and arts committee member stamped his feet anxiously, "How come someone still can't remember the words?"

On the contrary, Xu Dongyang and Gu Nian, who had more roles, did not make many mistakes.

It is human nature that people who have more responsibilities will take it more seriously, while people who have less responsibilities will take it lightly.

After they finished rehearsing their scenes, they sat by the wall and watched the others perform. Gu Nian sat next to Xu Dongyang and handed her the water bottle:

"Are you thirsty? It's hot."

The autumn night was filled with chills. Dongyang didn't bring any water and was wearing thin clothes, so he quickly took over:

"Ah, that's exactly what I need."

When the person you like is satisfied, you will also feel warm. She wanted to give her school uniform jacket to Xu Dongyang, but she thought it was too vulgar.

"You need to change into your autumn school uniform." Gu Nian lowered her eyes. "Things are going to change soon."

"Well, I'll change it tonight. Here, water."

"Come to me when you're thirsty."

Gu Nian put the water bottle beside her, and when she put her hand down again, she pressed Xu Dongyang's fingers. She moved away quickly as if she was scalded, and put it on the cool chair, then looked at Xu Dongyang, who... still seemed not to notice.

You said you didn't feel anything in that kiss.

But I have a feeling, like sugar, honey, and a dream.

Extra: Winter Sun (Sixteen)

"Xu Dongyang, come out for a moment."

During the morning break, a beautiful female teacher knocked on the door of the noisy classroom.

Xu Dongyang, who was sitting at his seat, immediately put down his pen and ran out of the classroom through the front door.

"Hello, Teacher Lu." The little girl bowed her head slightly obediently.

Lu Bingjie, the music teacher of the second grade, used to teach in the high school department of No. 1 Middle School. She is kind and beautiful, and everyone likes her very much. Tong Yao sometimes gets together with Lu Bingjie and brings Dong Yang with her, just to say hello to the child.

"How is your mother lately?" Lu Bingjie smiled and touched the head of this lovely child.

"Very good." Xu Dongyang looked up, "Teacher Lu, what's the matter?"

"Oh, that's right."

Lu Bingjie stopped and told the story slowly.

At the annual art festival, it is not just the classes that perform. Teachers from all grade groups, the logistics department, the martial arts team, and the choir all participate, and there are even some special programs.

Last year, it was a band of third-year junior high school students who sang songs they had composed themselves.

Xu Dongyang vaguely remembered that the band was a bit self-indulgent and not very good to listen to.

"You play the violin so well and are well-known in school. I want to gather a few people to perform together as a special program this year." Lu Bingjie smiled, "Is that okay?"

"..." The little girl looked embarrassed and obviously had something to say.

Lu Bingjie asked softly: "Hmm? Are you very busy?"

Xu Dongyang: "Well... I have to participate in the class program, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare the time."

"Is that so?" Lu Bingjie regretted, "In fact, there are many examples of performing two programs. This program is just one song... Hey, you also have to take the exam, so I won't make it difficult for you. Come on, little one."

Lu Bingjie was talking to herself and was about to leave when she heard the child behind her say:

"If... you can't find anyone else, I can do it, too."

Xu Dongyang's eyes were sincere and pure, like a piece of unpolished jade paper without any stain. She wanted to help Lu Bingjie because Teacher Lu was her aunt's friend.