At the entrance of the milk tea shop, several expensive brand-name bicycles were parked randomly.

In the store, Zhou Qi took a sip of cigarette and asked, "How many times have you been?"

Xu Jiaye was playing psp: "Seventeen times, I'm counting."

Song Si threw the phone without a reply on the table and said angrily: "Damn, is this person wrong with this person? What mobile phone should I buy if I don't answer the phone?"

Then he was angry: "This is the same as my mother calling her son."

Zhou Qi sneered: "Your broken metaphor."

"I'm almost smoking the cigarette that I'm waiting for here." Song Si opened the cigarette box and pinched it out.

Xu Jiaye thought to himself: "You said, is Ah Shu afraid that he would lose with me, so he ran home secretly?"

Zhou Qi nodded seriously: "Well, if you believe this, I will believe it."

Xu Jiaye snorted.

The wind chime sounded.

Chen Shuo walked in lazy, found an empty seat to sit down.

"Big Boss, you're finally here. Have you gone to school to get a scripture?" Song Si suddenly discovered something and said in surprise: "Hey, where is the hat you wear on your head all day long?"

Chen Shu ignored him, rubbed his hair wet by the rain, picked up the cigarette box on the table and shook it, knocked out a cigarette and sucked it on his lips, lighted the lighter and took a deep breath.

Zhou Qi was a little serious: "Have you got the phone?"

Said nodded.

Song Si was furious: "Damn, do you know how long we have been waiting for you? Do you know how many phone calls I have made to you? You can get your phone and reply to a text message to me."

Xu Jiaye joked: "You are an old mom, you're a pussy."

Chen Shu sneered: "Have you asked your girl to invite you to have milk tea?"

Song Si stammered: "I've drunk it."

Zhou Qi smiled wickedly: "Where, when the person saw that it wasn't you, he ran away directly. He ran faster than a rabbit and didn't even enter the store."

Song Si slapped the desktop: "Don't say it in the future! This is my dark history."

Xu Jiaye muttered: "Do you have little black history?"

Chen Shu nodded, extinguished half of the remaining smoke, and stretched.

"I'm tired, go home."

"What are you doing when you go home? Didn't you agree to go to the Internet cafe for a while?" the three of them were puzzled.

“Watch anime.”

"What anime?"

“one    piece.”

"Didn't you see it long ago?" Song Si looked inexplicable.

Chen Shu had already stood up and walked towards the door, and an understatement came.

“Look at it again.”

In the classroom.

Quietly organize the remaining chalk and put it in the chalk box on the podium.

Then I went to the toilet to wet my handkerchief, wiped the chalk dust on the table and footprints on the stool. Then I restored the table and chairs to their original position.

After doing these things, she went to her seat and took her schoolbag.

It was getting heavier outside the window and the sky was dark.

Quietly and slowly took off the hat on your head.

The black baseball cap, without any confusing patterns, was ordinary. The hat was too big for her and was worn on her head, covering her eyes.

The black hat in my hand suddenly seemed a bit like a hot potato.

Yin Jing pursed her lips. She didn't expect that after she said that she would give her his hat.

She unzipped the zipper of her schoolbag and put the hat into her bag. She took out a white folding umbrella from it.

In fact, since Monday, she has been carrying an umbrella for the week. She quietly carried her schoolbag, turned off the lights when she left the classroom, and locked the back door.

Keep your umbrella quietly and walk on the wet and wet path.

The station is not far from the school and crosses a road.

I waited quietly for the space of the car and went to the supermarket to buy a small box of yogurt. I bit the straw without any problems.

On Friday night, An Yue is going to take piano lessons, and An Xiangyi will pick her up after get off work.

At this time, Lu Meihua was the only one at home.

Quietly put away the umbrella and took off my shoes.

Have supper and mother.

After eating, go back to the room.

An Jing took her clothes to take a shower. In the bathroom, An Jing faced the mirror. She scooped up a small chunk of her hair on her forehead and cut it finely with scissors.

After cutting, she shook her head in the mirror.

The girl with a melon-shaped face had fair skin, and her clean and watery eyes were revealed under her fine bangs.

After taking a shower, Yin Jing wiped the wet hair into the room with a towel.

Sitting at the desk, she threw the towel aside, opened her schoolbag, snatched books and homework.

The black hat in the bag casually poked his head, looked quietly for a while, and placed it at the bottom.

The book on the table was tall and she picked up the sketchbook and opened it, and used a pencil to describe it carefully, focusing on her mind.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Yin Jing quickly covered a math exercise book with a sketchbook, and wrote inequality on the draft paper with his head down. She was very skilled in this action.

Lu Meihua gently pushed open the room and saw the girl's face focused on the desk lamp.

She nodded with satisfaction and placed a stack of neatly cut fruits on her hands by the table.

Lu Meihua touched An Jing's wet hair and said angrily: "Why don't you blow your hair clean?"

An Jing smiled: "I'm too lazy to blow."

Lu Meihua had no choice but to shake her head and search for the hair dryer and plug it in: "Didn't my mother say that girls should not be lazy." She gently lifted up quiet black delicate hair with one hand and held the hair dryer with the other.

Close your eyes quietly and enjoy this moment.

Until the roar paused, everything passed away.

Lu Meihua touched her hair and put the hair dryer when she saw it was dry. She walked to the quiet table and said, "Do you don't understand? Sometimes you will wait for your sister to come back to ask her."

Nodded quietly.

Lu Meihua nodded at the end and took her to the door.

Wen Jing took a breath and moved away from the math exercise book. The sketchbook lay in the center.

She closed the sketchbook irritably.

Lu Meihua doesn't allow her to care about things other than learning, and she can't even draw.

Because she felt that these useless things would disturb An Jing’s study. Especially her grades were not top-notch.

Yin Jing was bored and inserted an apple into her mouth, chewing it slowly.

She supported her head and wrote her homework.

Time flies, and the two-day weekend is gone in an instant.

The first week is considered a transition period, and the teachers will not let the students relax in the following days.

The story still checked in and entered the classroom.

He threw his bag into the desk and suddenly felt something. He glanced down and saw it was his hat.

He subconsciously looked up, and the girl at the front table had a thin back and was slightly bent.

Chen Shu raised his eyebrows and threw his hat into the desk.

There is a flag-raising ceremony at 7:30 on Monday morning.

Everyone in the school stood in a proper manner on the playground.

On the hot summer in September, the sun is exposed to the rubber track.

The old principal stood on the stage and looked down at the students, nodding with honor.

He coughed, stood in front of the microphone and posed for a passionate speech.

The students below all secretly peeked at Class 1, Grade 2, which is the class with the highest score in the whole grade.
To be continued...