March is the season when the grass grows and the orioles fly.

Sweater jackets gradually replaced heavy down jackets.

Su Yang looked at the youthful children on campus who had put on thin coats, and kept sighing that it was great to be young, which made Cheng Cen speechless for a while.

"You said you're not afraid of covering yourself up if you wear such thick clothes." Cheng Cen glanced at her sideways.

Su Yang shook his head, with a serious expression as if he was about to give an acceptance speech, "You don't understand, old people are afraid of the cold."

"..."

After being together for half a month, Cheng Cen had seen Su Yang talk nonsense countless times and act like an old god. However, she overestimated her immune system and underestimated the extent of Su Yang's confusion.

Generally speaking, Su Yang always has a way of choking people.

Cheng Cen has seen it, Bai Xiaole has seen it, and the one who has seen it the most is Lu Jingming.

In middle school, classmates spent more time together than their parents, and friendship at that time was more about lasting love. Cheng Cen, Bai Xiaole, and Su Yang were seated close to each other, and they were crazy about each other, so the relationship between the girls

Pure revolutionary feelings quickly sublimated among the three.

How far is the distance from a classmate to a best friend? The distance from your home to my home, the distance from your seat to my seat, the distance from us eating together and going to the toilet on the street to having a playful walk and walking hand in hand.

From the initial nodding acquaintance and friendship of classmates, to the playfulness and friendship of best friends, sometimes even Cheng Cen didn't know how he ended up hanging out with a person like Su Yang, who was sweet on the outside and sinister on the inside.

Cheng Cen still can't understand why the little girl who was so cute and sweet at first became more and more demonic.

So Cheng Cen often sighed - "Su Yang, you were a quiet and well-behaved girl back then."

Whenever this happens, Su Yang will snort and then sneer, "That's because you don't understand me well enough."

Well, Cheng Cen was so choked that he didn't even want to talk to her.

But Cheng Cen is no better than Bai Xiaole. If he doesn't speak for two minutes, he will die.

for example--

"I heard that registration for the sports meeting will begin today, and we junior high students will also participate. Do you want to sign up?"

"Do you think I'm someone who would sign up for the competition?" Su Yang was lying on the railing, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw the two people in a subtle atmosphere downstairs.

"I knew what you could do with your little body besides being a powerful mouth." Cheng Cen held his chin and leaned against the railing.

"Do you mean you want to participate?" The little girl downstairs had already put something in the boy's hand. Su Yang smiled softly. She could imagine the boy's face turning slightly red at this moment.

So cute.

"Hey, of course...it's impossible! How could I participate in such a boring activity? Besides, I'm about to take the high school entrance exam. Who has the time?"

"I know what you can do with your small body and not even a strong mouth." The two small black heads downstairs almost hung down to the neck.

"Humph, you just want to block me, and I never saw you talking about Xiaole." Cheng Cen glared at Su Yang, "How partial!"

"It depends on the person. If you are half as good as Xiaole, I will pamper you. How about that?"

The young man returned the things in his hands, making Su Yang shake his head - he was so confused.

Oh, it’s actually milk tea? Little girls in this era are so innocent.

"I'm not curious. Who wants you to pamper me? And I'm obviously very well-behaved. Where...what are you looking at?" Cheng Cen curiously leaned over and took a look, but was disappointed, "You are boring. This

What’s so interesting about a plot with no suspense?”

"A few days after Cheng Zi'ao came here, several girls gave him small gifts. I see, Luo Hua is deliberately ruthless. How could a shy and innocent person like Cheng Zi'ao fall in love in junior high school? It's impossible for her to fall in love in high school.

With such good grades, he will probably be promoted to our school, and he will be considered a famous figure in our school by then. I heard that he is a rich second generation or something, he is handsome, rich, and he studies so well. What do you think of this kind of person?

Everything is so easy, why don’t we let ordinary people live a good life..."

"You're the only one who talks a lot. It's time for class." His expression was as calm as usual, but his tone was so cold.

Cheng Cen looked at Su Yang's back and blinked. What did she say?

*

Cheng Cen was right, and during class in the afternoon, Lao Yang had an extra booklet in his hand.

The monitor called to stand up, and a group of half-grown children shouted "Hello, teacher" in unison with long and loud voices.

Lao Yang nodded and asked the students to sit down.

"Before the formal start of class, there is something I want to tell you. Everyone knows that according to our school's past practice, a sports meeting will be held at the end of the month. According to the school's requirements, the sports meeting must be participated by all teachers and students, including senior high school students and junior high school students.

s student!"

"The specific time of this sports meeting is March 29th to 31st, that is, Wednesday to Friday of the seventh week."

"Official registration starts today, and the deadline is Friday. Here are the competition items and procedures. I will put this order book with the sports committee member later. Students who want to register should register with the sports committee member after class." Lao Yang

One hand was placed on the lectern, and the other hand held the order book and shook it.

"I hope that all students will actively sign up to participate and bring glory to the class and individuals. For students with sports expertise, I hope you can strive to break the record. Of course, the most important thing in the competition is participation. But you should not hold that it is not your own business.

If we don’t even have enough contestants in our class by then...then I will force the arrangement." After saying that, he paused and squinted his eyes, making the already small single eyelids even more difficult to see.

.

"I know that everyone is afraid that their studies will be delayed because of the sports meeting, but what I want to tell you is that studying is important, but blindly studying hard is not enough! It is also very important to relax appropriately and adjust your mood.

"

Lao Yang glanced at the students with different expressions in the classroom and said with a slight tone, "The high school entrance examination is the first watershed in your life for you. You have studied hard for more than a thousand days and nights in the three years of junior high school all for this...

The exam, however, your score does not only depend on how many more questions you answered than others!"

"I have taught students for several years, and I have seen many hard-working students, but not every hard-working student can get good grades in the end; there are also playful students, and there are also many students with excellent grades."

"I am here to tell you this today, not to tell you that you can play. But to be able to allocate time reasonably, complete the daily goals efficiently, and maintain a good attitude is often more useful than studying hard.

"

"Okay, I won't say much else. I've said the truth countless times, and I believe you all should understand it. But - you have to figure out how to do it specifically."

"Let the class begin!"

Cheng Cen curled his lips, looked at the blackboard, tilted his head and muttered to Su Yang, "What else do you mean by 'don't talk much'? When did he not talk for more than ten minutes at a time?"

"Teachers are like this. Even if you study for another ten years, you will still find that they are all routines."

Su Yang buried his head in taking notes and answered in a low voice.

"Ten years? Forget it, I will study for another seven years. That's enough. I don't have that big ambition or ambition."

Su Yang chuckled upon hearing this.

*

After class, as soon as Lao Yang left the classroom, the sports committee member took the order book and form to the podium.

The young man put the order book on the desk, held the corner of the table with one hand, and said, "Everyone, be quiet for a moment. Students who are willing to sign up for the sports meeting events can come to me to sign up now. I don't know what kind of events there are.

You can also come to me first to check the schedule. This sports meeting is the last group activity that we can all participate in together. I hope everyone can sign up enthusiastically and don't leave any regrets."

"Do you think our sports committee member has the demeanor of the second generation of Lao Yang?" Cheng Cen, a man who "will die if he doesn't speak for two minutes," came close to Su Yang's ear again.

"If I tell him, do you think he will let you participate in the 800 meters?" Su Yang narrowed his eyes, like a cunning fox.
Chapter completed!