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Chapter 59(2/2)

Going to the teaching building.

"Lingling ~"

At 8:40, Zhao Changan walked to the classroom door and the bell rang.

Zhao Changan just entered the back door.

"Anzi, are you awesome? Two academic masters are here to find you?"

Lao Zheng raised his thumbs up at Zhao Changan: "And your brush is written in small regular script. My grandfather said that even if you have average grades, it's okay. He recommended you to Lin Haihong and specially recruited you to the Provincial University College of Literature. I asked if you would? In less than a few years, you will definitely be a rookie in the calligraphy world!"

"Damn, we are still trying hard to squeeze the threshold, and you will become a college student!"

Old Zheng’s deskmate Cheng Minghui screamed excitedly: “Old Zheng said that Lin Haihong is the vice president of the Provincial University, the dean of the School of Literature, the vice president of the Provincial Calligraphers Association, Niu Pi!”

"What two academic masters?"

Zhao Changan's heart beat hard,

"Shan Cai, who is in the second year of high school, will tell you to find her; and—"

Lao Zheng suddenly stopped talking and pointed at Zhao Changan's back.

The entire boiling classroom suddenly became silent.

Zhao Changan turned his head and looked,

Sure enough, Xia Wenzhuo.

"I have a few words to tell you."

Xia Wenzhuo looked at Zhao Changan quietly.

"good."

Zhao Changan smiled at Zeng Xiaoxiao who was looking at him worriedly inside and walked out of the classroom.

The two walked towards the small pool under the lights of the corridor.

The noisy students outside and the students going to the toilet all looked at Xia Wenzhuo and Zhao Changan in surprise.

I immediately found Pei Xuezhe who was standing in the corridor without saying a word.

Big news!

——

The two walked to a huge weeping willow tree by the pool, and the pairs nearby immediately gave up the space.

at this time,

The moonlight above my head is bright.

Behind me, a large area of ​​willow branches that were about to hang to the ground, obscuring the vision behind me.

In front of the pond is filled with lotus flowers and lotus leaves, and the pink lotus is particularly pure and beautiful under the moonlight.

The two of them didn't say a word,

"Lingling ~"

Stand until the class rings ring.

The campus is quiet.

"I haven't read your small calligraphy for three years. I didn't expect that I still wrote so well, and your handwriting is sharper than before."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Xia Wenzhuo and Zhao Changan's voices were both faint, and the communication method seemed to be just like three years ago.

In fact, there has been no dialogue between the two in three years.

"Don't go out before the college entrance examination. I can't judge the elders' affairs and I can't stop them. No matter how well the exam is, I will not come back to work in the future."

“Haha~”

Zhao Changan laughed.

Turning around and facing Xia Wenzhuo's sideways, he pulled her soft body over with both hands.

The two looked straight to each other.

"The game has just begun, how could I be a deserter?"

Zhao Changan had a smile on his face, as if he was telling a small matter that was not worth mentioning.

"My brother and my uncle were detained this afternoon. Someone will ask your uncle and aunt to negotiate compensation for the losses. However, you had conflicts with Song Ming from the business school before, and they may want to find trouble for you in the near future."

"Thank you, in fact, we are not so familiar with each other, so don't look for it so shocking in the future."

Zhao Changan looked at Xia Wenzhuo seriously and smiled: "Hug me and even if I fulfill my dream in junior high school for three years, I will just pretend that I never knew each other in the future."

Zhao Changan looked at Xia Wenzhuo's eyes brightly, silently in silence.

Gently hugged her delicate body.

In fact, this girl has always been his dream when she was young in junior high school.

Soft, warm, fragrant,

The small and straight nose wings are accompanied by some nervous breathing sounds.

open,

Zhao Changan turned around and left.
Chapter completed!
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