Senior high school teaching building.

During the evening self-study period, the corridor was empty and the atmosphere was quiet.

All students are sitting in the classroom, studying in silence. The closer to the college entrance examination, the more intense the study tasks become. In addition, the announcement of the results of the third preliminary examination also adds a touch of solemnity out of thin air.

This senior high school teaching building is brightly lit and filled with thousands of students, exaggerating the silence.

…

High School Class 32, second row.

Zhang Meng and the girl with short hair were sitting in the second row against the wall. They were tablemates and good friends, and they usually talked about everything.

"Xiaomeng."

The girl with short hair put down the test paper and said worriedly: "So Han Dong is a martial arts student in Class 7? But he is too thin and weak, can he really be a martial arts student?"

A trace of hesitation flashed across Zhang Meng's face: "Probably so."

The short-haired girl continued: "Your father knows him? And you also said that you went to the antique market with him last time. Did he pretend to be a martial arts student just to please you?"

Zhang Meng was startled.

Suddenly, she recalled the scene where she and Han Dong looked at each other last Sunday... Those eyes seemed to contain clear flowing water, clear and firm.

She shook her head: "Impossible."

"Hey, you are the most beautiful girl in our class, how is it impossible?" The short-haired girl whispered angrily: "However, Han Dong's tone was very clear and crisp. After listening to what you said, he directly agreed to give you a warning.

Where is Zong Kaixuan?"

"Maybe...hehe."

The short-haired girl winked playfully.

Zhang Meng waved his hands hurriedly: "It's nothing, don't talk nonsense. We are just good friends and have met twice."

"Wow!"

The short-haired girl looked ambiguous and said: "We only met twice and we became good friends. As time goes by, love grows over time."

Love lasts forever?

This is so dirty!

Zhang Meng's face turned red, and he rolled his eyes at the short-haired girl.

Her deskmate is good at everything, except for the jokes he often makes on the Internet, which are familiar to her.

The short-haired girl stopped fussing and sighed softly: "I hope this classmate Han Dong can warn the hateful Zong Kaixuan as soon as possible, otherwise it will be delayed until tomorrow... tomorrow after tomorrow, there will be no time to solve it."

"Oh, right!"

"After he agreed to help, he left directly. He only asked which class we were in. Did he want to wait until school was over to come to our class again? Or was he just talking without doing anything?"

The girl with short hair hesitated slightly and guessed.

She was worried that Han Dong said something nice, but in the end he didn't have the guts to warn Zong Kaixuan.

Zhang Meng gritted his teeth and said softly: "Wait a minute... Since Han Dong said he wanted to help me, he will definitely help me."

"I hope so."

The girl with short hair curled her lips.

She didn't know Han Dong before, and she had met some boys who boasted about him, so she subconsciously had some doubts about Han Dong.

Wow.

The short-haired woman straightened her ear-length hair, flipped through the exam paper twice, and began to summarize the wrong questions in the exam. She concentrated on it and no longer paid attention to the worries of her deskmate Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng sat alone, as if isolated from the world.

Until then.

She finally felt lonely.

Zhang Meng couldn't help but secretly ask himself whether he had failed too much.

Zong Kaixuan tried to bully her, but none of her classmates spoke up or came forward to help her... Even her best friend only comforted her.

But that's right, after all, the college entrance examination is getting closer and no one wants to cause trouble.

No one can help her.

so what should I do now.

Zhang Meng pursed her pink lips and stared at the three test papers on the table. No matter how high her score was, she couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable and aggrieved. She just felt that her heart was heavy.

It's like there are dark clouds of dull haze floating in the sky above the soul.

"Han Dong."

"He, is he really willing to help me?"

Zhang Meng was in a daze, with some inexplicable hope and hope in his heart. He was waiting for the end of the evening self-study. If Han Dong could really show up at the door of the class...

Time passes little by little.

Zhang Meng never thought that waiting would be so difficult.

But she was not in the mood to study, so she could only wait in agony, in a daze, waiting for school time to come and Han Dong to appear.

…

The third row from the bottom against the wall.

A boy with a short haircut squinted his eyes and stared at the test paper on the table. He was Zong Kaixuan.

He pursed his dry lips and had no intention of studying the wrong questions on the test paper.

"hey-hey."

He raised his head and looked in front of him. Through the heads, he could vaguely see Zhang Meng's beautiful back, and there was a trace of burning in his eyes.

"what a pity."

Zong Kaixuan licked the corner of his mouth: "I took advantage of the joke and pulled Zhang Meng's long hair twice, almost making her fall into my arms. I should have used more force at that time... With Zhang Meng's gentle and soft character, I guess the hug

The last two times, my defenses have been shattered."

He pursed his dry lips and had no intention of studying the wrong questions on the test paper.

after awhile.

Zong Kaixuan took out his mobile phone from his desk, unlocked the screen, clicked into a love forum, and carefully browsed the replies from masters who gave him advice, becoming more and more sure of his plan.

That's right.

That must be the case.

"These are Tieba masters with rich experience in love. They claim that they can find girlfriends even if they are extremely ugly, not to mention me, Zong Kaixuan?"

"Zhang Meng, don't even think about escaping from my grasp!"

Snap.

Zong Kaixuan threw his cell phone into the desk, with a smile on his lips. His deskmate was a boy with a round-inch haircut, sitting outside. He was quite muscular and about 1.9 meters tall.

At first glance, it seems quite intimidating.

He joked towards Zong Kaixuan: "Today's plan has failed. Why, you have to try again tomorrow?"

Zong Kaixuan nodded: "Of course."

Taking advantage of the fact that they were in the same classroom, he planned to win over Zhang Meng before the college entrance examination. Otherwise, it would be difficult to have a chance to get along with him after the college entrance examination. Moreover, the gap between the school and ordinary universities was so big that the success rate would be greatly reduced.

He firmly believes.

Those incisive replies on the post bar are all truths about love and cannot be doubted.

The round man smiled sinisterly and couldn't help but feel excited about watching the excitement.

A good student was molested by his deskmate Zong Kaixuan in front of the whole class, which made him look forward to it.

He encouraged: "I will help you tomorrow."

"good."

Zong Kaixuan nodded.

…

Class 7, Grade 3, third row against the wall.

Han Dong sat on his seat, put the three missing test papers into his schoolbag, zipped it up, and then sat quietly, silent.

As if waiting for something.

Gu Yuanliang asked curiously: "Han Dong, you actually came to attend evening self-study? In the past few days, you had just left school directly... Besides, martial arts students do not need to attend evening self-study."

Han Dong whispered: "Something's wrong."

"What's up?"
To be continued...