"It's time to hand in the homework~ It's time to hand in the history homework~" After early self-study get out of class, Fang Hui began to collect the history homework.

Her voice was soft and soft, like a mosquito humming.

Xiang Nan handed her the homework, and then asked Zhao Ye with a smile, "I have been your classmate for half a year. In addition to collecting homework, has she also talked to you?"

Zhao Ye was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

He has been a classmate for half a year, and with his lively, cheerful and outgoing personality, he has already become familiar with the whole class.

The only exception is Fang Hui. Apart from handing in homework and handing out homework, there is basically no interaction between them.

"Hey, that's interesting." After realizing this, Zhao Ye smiled and scratched his head, feeling that she was a bit unusual, "How about we go tease her?"

"Just you?! You scare people again." Xiang Nan laughed when he heard this.

"Hey, I don't believe it anymore. There are still people in class one that I can't handle." Zhao Ye was immediately excited to try after being angered by Xiang Nan.

Boys in the second grade of middle school are so passionate.

…

The third class in the morning is physical education.

After leading the students to run a lap and do aerobics again, the girls basically dispersed, while the boys started to divide into groups to play basketball and football.

Naturally, Xiang Nan played basketball with Zhao Ye and Qiao Ran.

"Fang Hui, come watch us play!" Zhao Ye screamed, startling everyone.

Fang Hui was so frightened that she trembled all over, then lowered her head and left in a hurry.

"Look, I just said you would scare people." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

Zhao Ye scratched his head, feeling very embarrassed, "What's wrong with her? Why is she so timid?"

"I'm not timid, I'm afraid of you." Qiao Ran also smiled and said, "You screamed so hard, who wouldn't be afraid after hearing that?"

"Damn, am I that scary?" Zhao Ye said speechlessly.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's play ball." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

…

After school at noon, we all have dinner together.

"Fang Hui, come and eat together." Zhao Ye saw Fang Hui eating by herself and quickly extended an invitation to her.

Fang Hui seemed not to hear it and continued to eat with his head down.

But Xiang Nan knew that she must have heard it, because she buried her head lower.

"What's going on with her?" Zhao Ye said depressedly. He felt quite shameless after losing twice in a row.

Although his popularity with women is not as good as that of Xiang Nan and Qiao Ran, he is still quite popular because he is tall and is on the school basketball team.

Unexpectedly, Fang Hui didn't give him any face. Boys of fifteen or sixteen years old are the ones who care about face. The smallest thing can hit their g-spot.

"Who knows." Doorbell shook her head.

As they are both girls, it should be easier to get in touch with them, but they usually don't have much contact with Fang Hui.

After being classmates for more than half a year, other girls have formed a small circle, where we get out of school together, eat together, gossip together, buy snacks together, and even go to the toilet together.

Fang Hui, on the other hand, kept to herself and had no interaction with anyone in the class, regardless of gender.

Apart from her name, everyone knows nothing about her. They don't know which junior high school she graduated from, where her family lives, her hobbies, her love history... In short, this girl is full of mysteries.

"You don't even know?" Zhao Ye said in surprise.

Bellflower is the know-it-all in the class. When school first started, she had already taken the phone book and recorded every classmate’s phone number, home address, and zodiac sign and blood type.

So when he saw that she was suffocating, Zhao Ye became even more interested in Fang Hui.

…

At nine o'clock, evening self-study is over.

Xiang Nan, Qiao Ran, and Zhao Ye went to the carport to pick up the car.

"Fang Hui, you take it first." Zhao Ye pushed Xiang Nan away and said to Fang Hui with a smile.

It turned out that Fang Hui also came to the carport to pick up the car. After seeing the three boys, he didn't come over.

Fang Hui looked at him in surprise and said softly: "Thank you."

"Come on, let me help you." As soon as Fang Hui opened the lock, Zhao Ye rushed up and pushed her Giant out before she could say anything.

"Sorry to trouble you." Fang Hui was very polite, showing a sense of distance.

But Zhao Ye didn't seem to want to be polite, he asked: "Fang Hui, where do you live?"

"Shuang'an." Fang Hui whispered.

"It's so far! Let's leave the school and ride east. My family lives in Dewai! Let's drop by!" Zhao Ye said in surprise.

When Xiang Nan heard this, he rolled his eyes.

He knew that Zhao Ye's family lived in Chaowai, which was completely opposite to Dewai, facing each other from east to west.

"Oh." Fang Hui didn't seem to be inspired and remained calm.

Zhao Ye was obviously frustrated when he saw it.

Although he is not as good looking as Xiang Nan and Qiao Ran, he still has good facial features, is tall and tall, and is a member of the school basketball team, so he is still very popular among girls.

But Fang Hui was always so indifferent, which made him really frustrated.

"Let's... go home together? Okay?" Zhao Ye finally tried, losing the confidence to speak.

"Then...okay." Fang Hui hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Zhao Ye felt relieved and hurried over with the cart. Before leaving, he even challenged Xiang Nan, and Qiao Ran winked.

Xiang Nan glanced at Qiao Ran and said with a smile, "This girl is a bit interesting. Guess how long it will take for Zhao Ye to give up in spite of the difficulties?"

Qiao Ran's expression suddenly felt unnatural, "How would I know."

…

When I got home in the evening, Xiang Nan continued to write his article.

Then the next day, while he was in school, he secretly sent it to "Zhiyin" magazine.

In the 1990s, "Zhiyin" magazine was one of the most popular magazines in the mainland, with sales of nearly five million copies and a record of 2,000 yuan in royalties per 1,000 words.

In 1999, the average salary of Beijing workers was only a thousand yuan. In other words, if Xiang Nan's manuscript was adopted, the money earned from one article would basically be equivalent to one month's salary of his parents.

That's a lot of money.

"How was it? How was your chat with Fang Hui yesterday?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile after seeing Zhao Ye.

Hearing his question, Qiao Ran turned his head curiously, obviously very concerned.

"Hey, don't mention it. He's like a mute. Except for saying 'bye' to me at the end, he didn't say anything." Zhao Ye said very depressed.

He went home with Fang Hui yesterday and originally thought they could communicate with each other.

Unexpectedly, she was just like in school, refusing to say a word the whole time.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Zhao Ye kept talking to himself, almost drying up his saliva.

This was the first time he had seen such a boring girl, and he felt really boring.

"No way, you are so useless, you walked with me all the way without even saying a word?" Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Okay, don't brag to your buddies in the future, you will be better at pursuing girls."

"Who is bragging? It's really not bragging. I will definitely pinch a girl when I chase her." When Zhao Ye heard this, he immediately said, "Okay, if you don't believe it, I will show you what I am capable of."

When Xiang Nan heard this, he laughed.
Chapter completed!