Yun Xiang paused in her book flipping through the pages. She looked up and saw the song playing on the radio station.
"The night is dark / We are talking / I start to daydream / Thinking about holding your hand / My heart is beating wildly..."
The scene on the bus flashed through Yun Xiang’s mind.
“This song is very nice.”
"What's your name?"
"I forgot."
"Take a look."
"I'll share it with you later."
Yun Xiang's heart skipped a beat, and then a glimmer of light appeared in her almond-shaped eyes, and a bright smile appeared on her face.
“I think I’ve fallen in love with you and I miss you so much/This inexplicable fondness/It’s like seeing you/My face is flushed yet full/You are only hidden in my thoughts/I think I’ve fallen in love with you/I miss you so much/This doubtful voice/I have confirmed myself and you…”
Yun Xiang turned the pen in his hand and looked at the questions on the test paper, feeling happy.
Thank you to this anonymous high school classmate.
This song is really nice.
"Today's broadcast ends with the song 'I Think I'm in Love with You'. I wish everyone a happy week and see you tomorrow." The boy's voice was low, and the three words "see you tomorrow" were light and gentle.
The broadcast ended, but everyone's thoughts seemed to have not been brought back to their senses.
Such a lyrical song inevitably distracted everyone.
Some people stared out the window in a daze, some frantically caught up on their homework, and some had smiles in their eyes...
I don’t know why, but the songs on the radio always seem to sound better than those in headphones.
But if I listen to the songs in the headphones with him, they still sound better.
"Brother Che is so good at choosing songs. He gave us emo songs early in the morning!" Lin Duan sighed.
Romi: "What's so emo about it? It's super nice, okay?"
"Isn't it emo? This song can't be sung to this taste without ten wives." Lin Duan joked.
Yun Xiang flipped through the English book in his hand, waiting for Cheng Che to return to the classroom.
There were footsteps in the corridor, followed by an impatient rejection, "Teacher, I already said I won't participate, please stop bothering me."
Yun Xiang looked up and saw Cheng Che coming in from the back door, with the physical education teacher behind him staring at Cheng Che eagerly.
The physical education teacher got angry for a moment, then stomped his feet and walked away.
Cheng Che passed by Yun Xiang and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he secretly raised his hand and patted Yun Xiang on the head.
Yun Xiang was tidying her hair in dissatisfaction. She lay on the table, curling her hair with one hand, and leaned towards Cheng Che calmly.
"Hello, are you the anonymous classmate?" she asked in a low voice.
Cheng Che looked at the back of her head and sighed.
It's the same old story of trying to cover one's ears and steal the bell.
Seeing that Cheng Che didn't answer, Yun Xiang moved closer to him again, cautiously.
"Who do you want me to be?" Cheng Che flipped through the desk and found drinks and snacks inside.
How should he tell them that he really doesn't like eating these things and stop wasting money by sending them to him all the time?
Yun Xiang raised an eyebrow. She sat up straight and muttered, "This song is very nice."
"Indeed." He also thought so.
After thinking for a while, Yun Xiang hesitated and asked, "Cheng Che, are you really not going to participate in the tennis competition?"
Cheng Che raised his eyes.
She asked several times, what should she do?
Cheng Che: "Turn around."
Yun thought: "It's inconvenient."
"..." Cheng Che knocked on the back of Yun Xiang's head. It was inconvenient at all.
"No one in this elementary school tennis match can compete. I'm not going to lower myself to participate in an elementary school tennis match." He said calmly, "How embarrassing would it be to win against them?"
"Besides, a championship in a city-level competition means nothing. I wouldn't even want it for free."
Yun Xiang then turned his head to look at him, "..." In this elementary school competition, none of them can fight.
Tsk.
So cool.
But when you think about the trophies and awards in Cheng Che's bedroom, both provincial and world-class, it's no wonder he looks down on a mere city-level tennis match.
"Cheng Che, come and join us! If you win, how about I agree to a condition for you?" Yun Xiang raised his eyebrows, looking like Jiang Taigong fishing and hoping that only those who are willing to take the bait will be caught.
"What are you doing?" Cheng Che narrowed his eyes.
There's something wrong with her.
Yun Xiang said seriously: "I want to watch the game."
"You want to go--" Cheng Che's words stopped abruptly, and then his pupils widened.
What did she say she wanted to do?
"My dad used to play tennis all the time, and I always watched him play. But after he passed away, I haven't been to many tennis matches since." Unaware of Cheng Che's drooping face, Yun Xiang rubbed his palms, his eyes slightly brightening as he continued, "Cheng Che, can you ask who's participating later? Can you get me a ticket?"
Cheng Che choked.
no.
Why didn't she say this earlier?
He has already scolded her, and this makes it very difficult for him to deal with.
"Cheng Che!" The physical education teacher appeared outside the door again.
Without waiting for the teacher to say anything else, Cheng Che stood up and walked out, muttering impatiently, "I know. I'll join in."
There are stairs, go down quickly.
No less than a dog.
Yun Xiang blinked, stunned. He had just said he wouldn't participate...
The teacher was also stunned.
ha?
Is he hallucinating?
"Let's go and fill out the form. I'll participate. I'm tired of hearing about it." Cheng Che dragged the physical education teacher away.
Physical Education Teacher: “?”
It was he who had dragged Cheng Che before, begging Cheng Che to participate!
Now Cheng Che was dragging him, holding his arm very tightly, as if he was afraid that he would not let him participate.
Just now, Cheng Che in the corridor said that he would not participate. What happened in these short ten minutes?
On his way to the office, Song Jin passed by Class 1 and leaned against the window, asking him in a frivolous tone, "Old Cheng, where are you going? Why are you dragging the PE teacher with you?"
Guan He glanced outside and heard Cheng Che say, "Participate in the competition."
Song Jin looked at Cheng Che's back, then turned around and knocked on Guan He's desk. "Huh? Isn't he not going?"
"I want to watch a tennis match." Guan He said.
Song Jin blinked and thought about it.
"Don't understand?" Guan He asked.
Song Jin smiled, "I understand."
He was the smartest of the three. How could he not understand?
"If I had known earlier, I would have participated!" Song Jin chuckled and slapped his thigh.
Guan He: "...You are everywhere."
"When I go to participate in the competition, Xiang Xiang will cheer me on. Won't Brother Che be jealous to death?" Song Jin found the scene funny when he thought about it.
Guan He had a deadpan expression on his face: "I don't know if Brother Che will die of jealousy, but you must die."
Song Jin: “…”
Cheng Che returned to the classroom and slapped the registration form on Yun Xiang's desk.
He crossed his arms and looked at Yun lazily, thinking, "Brother, I'm participating."
Everyone in the classroom looked towards Yun Xiang and Cheng Che.
Help! The two people who usually seem to be the least familiar with each other in the class seem to have suddenly become close friends recently.
Cheng Che tilted his head, his fingertips resting on the registration form, his eyes blazing as he looked at Yun Xiang, "You said, if I win, you agree to one condition."
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