Although the temperature is just hot or cold now, the atmosphere is just right around an inexplicable sweetness. The light is now dim and warm, and it cannot be better.

His voice was clear and nice. If you savor it carefully, the slightly upward ending sound was also filled with a hint of vague pampering.

but--

What he said was, why are you still like a little girl?

What is this metaphor?

Although Shu Tian’s heartbeats very fast now, she is not very happy.

The little girl...will she be the kind who wants people to fall in love?

Obviously not.

Beauties and the like are.

Shu Tian was still holding the handlebars with both hands. She tightened her hands and opened her mouth, "You are only one year older than me."

She hadn't recovered much, and she didn't have much confidence in her listening.

So Shu Tian cleared her throat and said again: "And you are still at the same deskmate with me now."

“………”

Jiang Yi didn't understand what she was going to say.

Until her next sentence—

"I'm not young anymore." Shu Tian's cheeks were pink, her eyes were big and bright, and she emphasized seriously: "It's no longer... a little girl."

“………”

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to hear some joke, and he couldn't help but curl his lips and smiled: "Well, okay, no."

When he smiled, Shu Tian felt that the balloon that had just been blown in her belly was breathing like this.

Beauty is abusive.

She reached out to try the shoelaces on her right foot, tied them tightly, no problem, then took a deep breath and smiled at him, "Then let's go."

Jiang Yi nodded, walked around from behind her seat to his black car, and stepped on: "Go."

"I'm serious, Brother Jiang Yi, don't go to that show."

"Um."

"You will be overwhelmed by girls, your fans."

“…”

"Hey, do you still remember that aunt from my house? Aunt Chen returned to her hometown and it took a week to come back, so my mother was cooking recently. Oh, I don't know what my mother will do tonight... Everything she cooks is so bad, it's weird."

“…”

"Forget it, my mother can't eat it, she made it herself, and my father also had no sense of taste, and he was brainless. I was really convinced."

“…”

...

When Jiang Yi returned home, Jiang Yan seemed to have just arrived and had not changed his clothes. He sat on the sofa and looked at his cell phone.

Jiang Yi said hello: "Brother."

"Yeah," Jiang Yan raised his head and smiled, "It's time to eat soon, sit and wait."

"Um."

Not long after, the nanny left after cooking. There were only three people at the dinner table. Jiang's mother couldn't help but keep talking: "Ayan, otherwise my mother would contact you to skip the grade? It's really inappropriate for you to stay in the first year of high school. Look at how good the exam this time, there is no need to study anymore."

“Don’t jump.”

"You child," Jiang's mother continued to persuade: "Why are you? You have been treating your illness before. You said you are afraid that you will not be able to keep up with the progress. Isn't this completely keeping up?"

"A Yi," Jiang's mother finally remembered another person at the dinner table: "You don't advise your brother, let him dance--"

"Mom," Jiang Yan louder his voice: "Eat."

Jiang's mother sighed: "Okay, I can't speak anymore, I'll wait for your dad to come back from a business trip."

"And Ayi, your grades are so good that your father hasn't come back yet. Oh, that's true, you see, your brother has been delaying for so long--"

"Mom," Jiang Yan put down his chopsticks and thought of many similar scenes in an instant. Similar words. He kept his voice steady and his head was pounding and hurt: "Can you eat? Can you and dad not mention it? From now on, every exam is the same as before, and he has to do this? From novel to big, haven't you said enough?"

“…”

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yi put down his chopsticks and said the first sentence from beginning to end: "I'm done eating."

Then I took my cell phone and went back to the room.

He took him to the door and stood by the door for a while, and his hands suddenly vibrated several times.

He lowered his eyes to unlock.

Shu Tian: [Brother Jiang Yi, I got the role hahahahahaha! The story of our class is Snow White, I play the queen! villain! Hahahahaha happy!/Laughter]

Jiang Yi's eyes softened when he saw her name.

He replied in seconds: [Congratulations.]

Shu Tian:【Hehe, have you eaten?】

Jiang's translation: [Eat it.]

Shu Tian: [Wuwuwu I'm going to eat now, I don't know how bad my mother made today QAQ]

Jiang Yi couldn't help but think about the little girl's expression.

He was mournful, his eyes and mouth drooped, and he looked aggrieved.

My heart was soft.

He typed: [Yes, go.]

After thinking about it, I added with comfort: [It won't be unpalatable.]

-

Class 7's art performance drama titled "Snow White".

On Monday night, she spent an hour identifying the actors of the drama in the WeChat discussion group. Shu Tian naturally won a place for herself - mainly because she played a role that no one likes to play, and had no competitiveness. She is the biggest villain in the play - the vicious queen.

And it was at her own strong request.

I remember that after Wen Renyi watched their discussion, he suddenly said after finally deciding the list: [It turns out that fairies like to fuck demon characters these days, it’s amazing.]

The literary evening party is approaching, so it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a 100,000-year-old.

The school has changed the last self-study session on Tuesday and Wednesday afternoon to free activities, leaving the students with sports meeting programs and rehearsal programs.

In fact, this is still not enough time, but it is better than nothing.

Shu Tian was looking forward to this drama performance at the beginning. She has never acted in such a role as she has grown up.

but--

The creativity of the literary and artistic committee member Xue Ziyin is really... disappointing.

It doesn't matter if you choose Snow White's script.

Snow White is very classic and very good-looking. Isn’t it interesting to see Shu Tian’s book on the soul when she was a child—the script changes slightly, and combines it with modern times?

——But your plot has not changed at all, and you set yourself as Snow White. Is your purpose a little too obvious?

Is that face a little big?

Especially.

During the break this morning, Jiang Yi leaned inside to play with his cell phone, and Shu Tian was taking a nap. During the half-dream and half-awake, the sounds he heard were blurry, as if there was a layer of film.

But it may be because of the sweetheart.

Her ears accurately captured the two words "Jiang Yi", and these two words came from a sweet and greasy female voice, and she was completely sleepy in an instant.

The sweet female voice said, "Student Jiang Yi, do you want to participate in a drama performance? We have another protagonist's seat."

“………!”

Is there another protagonist's position?

Oh, it's the prince.

No wonder... The role of Prince was the boys in the WeChat group last night, so she insisted on keeping it until today.

The abacus has come to this!!!

Shu Tian raised her head from the bend of her arm: "He won't act."

at the same time--

Jiang Yi's cold voice came from beside him: "I won't act."

The two sounds fit perfectly.
To be continued...