Murong Huan didn't understand what was going on yet, and looked at Quan Le with some disgust and asked, "What are you doing?"

Quan Le shook his head with confusion in his eyes, but still answered, "Shen Yujing was just practicing pole vaulting for the sports meeting, but something unexpected happened during the process. He fell to the ground and said that his leg seemed to be broken, so we accompanied him to the infirmary."

"Broken leg?" Murong Huan didn't quite believe it, "Is he that agile? Zhang Yong can't catch up with him even though his legs are fine."

"I also think something is wrong." Quan Le agreed with Murong Huan's opinion, and his eyes fell on Song Yi again, asking: "Excellent student? Then what happened to your foot?"

Murong Huan answered for her, "Song Yi was just practicing dance for the sports meeting, but something unexpected happened during the process. She fell off the stage and sprained her ankle, so I accompanied her to the infirmary."

After Murong Huan finished speaking, the three of them fell into silence.

Quan Le stared at Song Yi, trying to find some clues from her face, opened his mouth, and said: "I said..."

Song Yi imitated what Shen Yujing had just done, loosened his hands on Murong Huan, covered his face and walked out.

The movements were swift and brisk.

Finally, Quan Le and Murong Huan stood together and criticized Shen Yujing and Song Yi for half an hour. There was also Zhang Yong who didn't understand what was going on.

Shen Yujing's ears hurt from the noise, and he turned to look at Song Yi, "I say, who told you to use this method? Imitate me?"

Song Yi was speechless, "Do you understand? I was the first to come to the infirmary, so you are the one who imitated me, okay?"

"Heh." Shen Yujing sneered, "I haven't learned from anyone in all these years."

"Stop arguing, what's there to argue about!" Murong Huan interrupted them and looked at them with a look of a lunatic, "So, the two of you went through all this trouble just to avoid participating in the sports meeting?"

The two were silent together, and then nodded together, because that was indeed the case.

At this point, Shen Yujing was furious, "It's all the fault of that old man. He's already 80 years old and doesn't retire. He's still bothering himself with all these things every day."

Murong Huan said, "But the principal only forced us senior high school students to sign up. If you don't want to participate, as long as you don't come today, you will be eliminated by default."

Song Yi: "?"

Shen Yujing: "?"

"Yes." Quan Le nodded and looked at Shen Yujing again, "I saw you running so fast in the self-study class, and I thought you really wanted to participate in the pole vault, so I didn't tell you."

Song Yi & Shen Yujing: "..."

How could this be?

So, why did the two of them act for so long?

In the end, Song Yi and Shen Yujing got what they wanted, and neither of them participated in any project.

Self-study class on Tuesday evening.

Sitting in the classroom and studying felt much more comfortable than practicing dancing. Song Yi finished two sets of test papers in one breath.

Suddenly, a ball of paper hit the back of Song Yi's head and fell to the ground.

Song Yi turned around and saw Quan Le in the back row looking at her and pointing at the ball of paper on the ground.

Song Yi bent down to pick up the ball of paper and opened it. There were three words written on it: Look at the phone.

Song Yi took out her phone and saw a new message pop up on WeChat.

[Lone Wolf] pulled you into the group chat.

Song Yi: "..."

Yes, this lonely wolf is Shen Yujing.

And there are only three people in the group at the moment.

[Lone Wolf]: I want to announce a very serious matter to you.

[Quan listen to me]:?

[Song, you leave]:?

[Lone Wolf]: Shen Luo's teacher just called me.

[Song, You Leave]: Who is Shen Luo?

[You Have My Right]: Who is Shen Luo?

[Lone Wolf]: ...My cousin.

Song Yi then remembered that Shen Luo was the weird little brat with a bad temper who pestered her to study at Shen Yujing's birthday party two days ago.

Shen Yujing continued to send messages in the group.

[Lone Wolf]: His teacher for one of his subjects said that his last homework was a mess and he wanted to call his parents.

[You Have My Right]: There is a subject, which subject?

[Song, You Leave]: Anyway, it can't be the subject I tutor.

[You Have My Right]: It can't be me.

[Lone Wolf]:? What do you two mean ?

[Quan Xi Mu]: Tell the truth, the top student is the top student in the grade, and I am also in Class A. You are the most suspicious of Shen Yujing.

[Lone Wolf]: How is that possible? Don’t look down on others!

[Quan Xi Mu]: Just go and see, won’t you know? Anyway, don’t call the parents? Let’s go!

[Lone Wolf]: Okay, see you at the school gate at six o’clock @ all members.

Song Yi: “……?”

Doesn’t this all members include her?

[Quan Xi Mu]: Okay, whoever doesn’t go is guilty!

[Lone Wolf]: Only bastards are guilty!

[Quan Xi Mu]: Great! Whoever doesn’t go is a bastard!

[Lone Wolf]: Bastard!!!

Song Yi was silent.

Both of you and your family are bastards!!!

In the evening, after school.

Quan Le stopped Song Yi and invited her, "Come on, top student, let's go and see the results together."

Song Yi: "I'm not interested..."

"Let's go quickly, and after meeting the teacher, we'll go to Shenlu's primary school for a meal. Their school cafeteria is simply terrible. You see, our school cafeteria is already very rich, but compared to theirs, it's not even on the same level." After Quan Le finished talking to himself, he asked Song Yi, "What were you going to say just now?"

Song Yi immediately changed his words and said, "I can't wait, let's go."

The two of them arrived at the school gate together. At this moment, the Shen family's car was already waiting there, and Shen Yujing sat in the back seat.

Song Yi opened the front door, but Quan Le got in the car before her, "I have to sit in the front because I'm carsick. Thank you, top student."

Song Yi: "..."

Shen Yujing leaned in the car, with his arms around his chest and looking at her, "What are you daydreaming about? Get in the car. What? Are you afraid of me?"

Song Yi rolled her eyes at him, and then got in the car.

It is not far from St. Sly's College to the private elementary school where Shen Lu is studying. The journey takes no more than 20 minutes.

Quan Le sat in the front seat, with a painful look on his face because of carsickness, and he kept belching.

Even though Uncle Chen took a lot of items for carsickness from the car and gave them to Quan Le, his condition was not much relieved.

Shen Yujing looked at Quan Le with some disdain and said, "This car is a birthday gift from my dad. If you can't hold it anymore, just tell me. If you vomit in the car, I won't forgive you."

At this moment, they were still halfway to the elementary school, but Quan Le looked like he was going to vomit at any second.

Song Yi couldn't stand it anymore, because if he continued like this, she would be disgusted with Quan Le, disgusted by him.

So Song Yi said, "Stop the car, let's try another way to get there."

"No way." Shen Yujing knew Quan Le well, and said, "He gets dizzy no matter what kind of car he rides in. It's a natural condition. He's seen countless famous doctors but it's all in vain."

Song Yi asked in confusion, "Then how do you get to and from school every day?"

Quan Le leaned his head against the window and answered with a trembling voice, "I have a suite opposite the school. From childhood to adulthood, if it's a place I often go to, I will buy a house nearby, so that I can minimize the time of going back and forth."

Song Yi: "..."

She will never understand the world of rich people.

But Song Yi still said, "Stop the car, I'll take you there."

Quan Le turned around, his face pale and asked, "How to get there?"

How to get there? Of course -

Quan Le, who was sitting behind the seat of the shared electric car, stretched his legs uncomfortably, grabbed the corner of Song Yi's school uniform jacket, and asked: "Is this okay?"

Song Yi held the handlebars of the shared electric car, one foot on the pedal, and the other foot on the ground, "Why not? Hold on to me, let's go!"

In the luxury car.

Shen Yujing sat by the window, looking expressionlessly at the shared electric car that was driving side by side with them. He was the only one left in the car.

Song Yi and Quan Le seemed to be talking about something. The two were talking and laughing, and they looked quite happy.

Of course, if Quan Le and Song Yi knew what Shen Yujing was thinking now, they would definitely be speechless.

Please, one of them is very weak and the other is impatient, one doubts the other's "driving skills", and the other thinks the other is too noisy.

This scene has nothing to do with talking and laughing.

But Shen Yujing just felt uncomfortable watching it.

Although Quan Le is his friend, it is normal for Song Yi to help take care of him, but he just can't be happy.

Quan Le is pretending to be weak. His whole face is almost stuck to Song Yi's back. Does he understand what it means that men and women should not be intimate?

And that hand, can't it just grab the hem of the clothes? Can't you put it down

a little bit? Shen Yujing didn't want to watch it anymore, so he said to Uncle Chen: "Drive faster."

After that, he closed his eyes and leaned against the car window to close his eyes.

Outside the car.

Song Yi was riding a shared electric car and taking Quan Le for a "speeding" all the way.

Seeing Shen Yujing speeding up, she drove at the highest speed in order not to fall behind.

Quan Le's motion sickness had improved a little, but now the cold wind made her head dizzy. She couldn't help but hold Song Yi tighter and shouted, "Excellent student! What's going on?"

Song Yi: "Shen Yujing wants to surpass us."

Quan Le: "Nonsense, don't you see what kind of car he has and what kind of car we have?"

Four wheels and two wheels, is there any comparison?

And Song Yi's answer was: "No."

Since they were here, they couldn't fall behind.

Soon, Shen Yujing and his four-wheeled car were stopped by the traffic lights and had to wait for them.

Shen Yujing rolled down the car window, revealing his beautiful peach blossom eyes and looking at them, "Do you want to get in the car?"

"No, no." Quan Le refused directly, and praised: "I think this car is quite comfortable. Although the wind is a bit strong and it's a bit uncomfortable to sit in, at least I won't get carsick!"

After Quan Le finished speaking, Shen Yujing's car window rolled up again.

However, the good times didn't last long. When they arrived at the next intersection——

"Stop!"

The traffic police uncle stretched out his hand to stop Song Yi and Quan Le, "You two, get off."

Both of them had confusion in their eyes, but they still got off the car together.

The traffic police looked at them seriously, "I have followed you two all the way. Do you know that you have violated the rules?"

Song Yi: "Ah?"

Quan Le: "Ah?"

In the next five minutes, the traffic police criticized and educated the two.

In short, shared electric bikes cannot carry passengers, and neither of them wore helmets. What's even more outrageous is that they tried to "speed" with Maibach on an electric bike.

In the end, the traffic police made a penalty decision: a fine of fifty yuan, an apology on WeChat Moments, and twenty likes.

Quan Le's face, which had just recovered from motion sickness, turned pale again in an instant, "Let's discuss whether a fine of one hundred, one hundred or ten thousand is fine, as long as you don't post it on WeChat Moments."

The money is not a big deal, but once it is posted on WeChat Moments, it will really be a loss of face.

"No!" The traffic police looked at Quan Le, "You two are violating the rules! Still discussing? What is there to discuss?"

At this moment, Shen Yujing seemed to have just realized that he had left two people behind, and the car went back to look for them.

Seeing a traffic policeman standing in front of Quan Le and Song Yi, Shen Yujing came over curiously, "What are you doing?"

The traffic policeman saw Shen Yujing and the Maibach parked next to him, and said, "You are the one racing with them, right? You also need to post an apology on WeChat Moments and collect 20 likes before you can leave!"

Shen Yujing: "......?"

While Quan Le and Shen Yujing were being criticized, Song Yi immediately took out her phone and started editing WeChat Moments, blocking all of Song's father and classmates from Shengsili. With the help of her former friends from No. 7 Middle School, she easily collected 20 likes.

But Shen Yujing and Quan Le didn't have this opportunity, as the people who liked them were all students from Shengsili.

Based on speculation about their circle of friends, a legend has been spread in the college forum since then -

Shen Yujing and Quan Le rode a shared electric car together and tried to race with the luxury car next to them, but were finally stopped and fined by the traffic police.

Song Yi disappeared perfectly from this incident, and she was also very satisfied with this development.

Of course, this is all later.

At this moment, in the elementary school, in the office.

The young head teacher has only been in office for a few days, and her hands holding the homework can't help shaking slightly. She lowered her eyes but tried to tell herself -

take a deep breath! Take a deep breath! Don't be nervous!

No matter how rich they are, they are just students! Don't be afraid! There's nothing to be afraid of!

The boys and girls in front of them are all wearing the uniforms of the most famous aristocratic private high school in the city, and they look rich or noble.

All of them looked unhappy, and such a person was not someone a young teacher like her could afford to offend.

So the head teacher tried to show a relatively gentle smile, "May I ask who you are?"

Shen Yujing: "I am Shen Luo's cousin."

Quan Le: "I am a friend of Shen Luo's cousin."

Song Yi: "I... I am nothing."

After hearing Shen Yujing introduce himself, the head teacher realized the reason why they came, and stood up to bring them chairs, "Please take a seat."

The head teacher showed them Shen Luo's report card since the beginning of this semester, and analyzed his academic situation.

Shen Yujing interrupted the teacher, "I don't want to know these, I only care about the homework he handed in at the weekend. Which one had a problem that made you call us over?"

Quan Le and Song Yi nodded together.

So the teacher took out Shen Lu's homework, and said with a serious expression, "Strictly speaking, every one of them."

Shen Yujing: "?"

Quan Le: "?"

Song Yi: "???"

In the following time, the three of them listened to the explanation of the wrong questions together.

In fact, they did it right overall, but they were wrong in the details.

For example, the solution process was incomplete, or they forgot the unit.

Finally, Shen Yujing asked: "Teacher, I have a question to ask you."

Shen Yujing asked the question that the three people were arguing about at the time.

When the teacher opened Shen Lu's homework book, Shen Lu left that question blank.

Obviously, Shen Lu didn't trust any of them.

The head teacher took a serious look at the question, and under the expectant eyes of the three people, he said: "Ah, how could Shen Yu be so careless that he copied the wrong value of the question."

The three people: "..."

How could this happen?

Why did they calculate for so long that day?

So when they went to the cafeteria to have dinner, Shen Yujing's hand hit his cousin's forehead hard, "You can even copy a question wrong? Do you study hard in your daily life?"

Quan Le: "Shen Yujing, you are not qualified to say anything about him."

Song Yi: "Well said, I agree."

The most special classes in St. Sly College are Class A and Class B. The former are all students with excellent grades, while the latter are basically the top rich kids.

The school also put some students with good family backgrounds and good grades in Class B, creating an illusion that all classes except Class A are "parallel classes".

Shen Luo was holding his textbook, staring at Shen Yujing with resentment on his small face and big eyes. It was obvious that the relationship between the two brothers was not very good.

Shen Yujing ignored Quan Le's complaints, snatched Shen Luo's meal card from his coat skillfully, and then took them to the second floor to eat.

The cafeteria of this school is designed in the same way as St. Sly's, with affordable food on the first floor and expensive food on the second floor.

When Shen Luo's meal card was swiped, looking at the 100,000 displayed on it, Song Yi was able to remain calm because of the 1 million in Shen Yujing's card.

What disappointed Song Yi was that the taste of this cafeteria was not as good as Quan Le boasted. It could only be said to be okay, but it was not worth coming here specially.

After dinner, everyone naturally went home.

Shen Yujing dragged his cousin to sit in a luxury car, Song Yi took the bus, and Quan Le rode a shared electric bike alone, with a very sincere smile on his face.

Since everyone already knew about riding a shared bike, Quan Le simply gave up and posted a circle of friends.

Quan Le V: I learned a new skill today Song Yi [Picture]

Quan Le's photo was accompanied by a selfie of himself sitting on a shared electric bike.

Song Yi replied him a thumbs up very perfunctorily.

Shen Yujing looked at this circle of friends and frowned.

Why didn't he think Quan Le was so boring before?

Didn't Song Yi just take him on a shared electric bike? Is it necessary to talk about such a small thing over and over again for so long? Are you afraid that someone doesn't know? Is it necessary to post a special circle of friends? Is he free?

Shen Yujing became more and more annoyed, and finally blocked Quan Le's circle of friends.

Well, the world seemed to be quiet in an instant.

The next morning.

Song Yi just arrived at the class, took out his mobile phone and was about to turn it to mute, when he saw a new message on WeChat.

[Quan Listen to Me]: Good morning brothers! Today is also a day to ride a shared electric car to school! [Picture]

Song Yi was a little confused.

No, why, why hasn't this group been disbanded yet?

Not only has it not been disbanded, it also has a group name -

[Shengsli Shared Electric Vehicle Riding Experience Exchange Headquarters]

And the next second, the group name changed.

[Lone Wolf] changed the group name to [Everyone is stupid except me].

[Your right listens to me]:?

[Song, you leave]:? ?

[Lone Wolf]:... Sorry, it was a typo.

[Lone Wolf] changed the group name to [Shengsli Shared Electric Vehicle Riding Experience Exchange Headquarters].

Well, it was changed back.

But Song Yi didn't understand, could there be a fourth person joining this group that sounded so strange?

Thinking of this, Song Yi left the group without hesitation.

[Your right listens to me] invited you to join the group.

Song Yi left again.

[Lone Wolf] invited you to join the group.

Song Yi: “…”

Forget it, whatever, as long as they are happy.

So Song Yi stopped looking at the group and put her phone into the drawer and continued studying.

The pre-alarm rang, and the class was basically all there.

Song Yi continued to do her homework without even raising her head, and suddenly there was a sound of something being put down on the table, and what caught her eye was a bottle of strawberry milk, the one she bought at the convenience store yesterday.

Song Yi raised her head and saw Hang Feng standing in front of her.

The gossiping eyes around them fell on them, and the black-haired boy just lowered his eyes and looked at her without saying a word, his expression as silent as dead water.

Feeling the strange low pressure around him, Jiang Yiheng couldn't help but look over.

Song Yi looked at the bottle of milk and said, "I don't need it."

Hang Feng said, "It was originally yours."

Because Song Yi gave him seven yuan yesterday, and he didn't need it.

Song Yi understood, so she nodded, "Is that so? Wait a minute."

Song Yi lowered her head, took out a coin from her wallet and stuffed it into Hang Feng's hand, "Then this should also be yours."

Hang Feng looked down at the coin in his hand, and felt that his blood pressure seemed to rise uncontrollably.

What on earth is she doing? She has to calculate a dollar so clearly. How poor is he in her eyes?

At this moment, Song Yi took out another band-aid and put it in Hang Feng's hand, "You see, you didn't put on a band-aid today. It's okay. This is not expensive. Just take it."

The band-aid was very light, almost weightless, and the moment Song Yi put it in his hand, Hang Feng suddenly felt his heart tremble.

For a moment, he seemed to be able to forgive her rudeness, self-righteousness, and unnecessary and redundant sympathy.

His body was a little indescribably stiff, so Hang Feng couldn't speak, but turned around and returned to his seat evasively.

He reached out and touched his cheek. He tore off the band-aid before washing his face and forgot to replace it with a new one.

This seemed to be the first time someone really cared about him, without hypocrisy, and naturally not so repulsive.

It was not until the bell rang that he lowered his head and looked at the band-aid in his hand.

It would have been better if he hadn't looked at it. As soon as he looked at it, his expression froze.

The main body of the band-aid was light white, and on the other side were a lot of... turtles?

Oh no, not turtles, but little turtles.

Hang Feng: "......?"

He clenched his fists, and the flat side of the band-aid pressed against his palms, causing a slight pain.

After a pause, he loosened his hands and carefully put the band-aid into his pocket.

Forget it, she didn't mean it.

Probably, Hang Feng wasn't too sure.

And at the back of the classroom.

Quan Le, who had witnessed the whole process, picked up his mobile phone and started sending WeChat messages to Shen Yujing.

[Good guy, that Hang Feng has only been in school for two days, and he's already showing his affection to our number one! 】

Perhaps because he was very grateful to Song Yi for teaching him such a good thing as shared bikes, Quan Le changed her address to "top student" from "excellent student" to "number one", which showed that he respected her a lot.

And Shen Yujing replied almost immediately.

【？ 】

Quan Le raised his mobile phone and took a photo of the bottle of strawberry milk on Song Yi's desk.

And this time Shen Yujing replied to him【。 】

Quan Le didn't understand, but he soon understood, because Shen Yujing came to Class A after class.

Shen Yujing's arrival was very eye-catching, because he was holding more than ten cups of strawberry milk in his arms.

Shen Yujing dropped the milk as he walked, and Zhang Yong picked up the milk behind him as it dropped.

But when all the strawberry milks were piled on her desk, Song Yi's mouth twitched slightly and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shen Yujing turned his face away and said, "I just passed by a convenience store and saw that the milk was about to expire and was 50% off. It was cheap anyway, so I bought it all for you."

Song Yi had a blank expression on her face, "You bought so much for me when it's about to expire?"

Did he want her to finish it or did he want her to die?

Hearing Song Yi say this, Shen Yujing's expression was a little stiff, and then he felt speechless.

Did she miss the point? That was just an excuse he made up.

Feeling the movement in the classroom, Hang Feng also raised his head.

Looking at Shen Yujing holding a pile of strawberry milk, Hang Feng, as a man, naturally understood what the other party was thinking.

But it was obvious that Shen Yujing thought too much, because he didn't mean that.

But it didn't matter, it was none of his business.

Hang Feng was thinking about this and was about to lie down to continue sleeping, but suddenly his eyes met with Song Yi's.

"Hey!" Song Yi called Hang Feng directly and waved at him.

Hang Feng: "..."

Suddenly, she had a bad feeling again, hoping it was just his illusion.

Song Yi raised the strawberry milk in front of her and called his name, "Hang Feng! Then you have to pay me back four dollars!"

Hang Feng: "..."

When most of the class's eyes were focused on Hang Feng, he felt a little regretful. It seemed that he shouldn't have come to school today.

And Song Yi's thoughts were also very simple. Didn't Shen Yujing just say that strawberry milk was 50% off today? Then she was at a loss!

Ever since she worked hard in the cafeteria under the destruction of Shen Yujing, Song Yi felt that every penny in her life was hard-earned and must be cherished.

Seeing that Hang Feng had an ugly expression, Song Yi sighed again, "Forget it! I know you don't have money! You can keep it if you don't need it!"

This time, Hang Feng stood up and walked to Song Yi's side, took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and slapped it on her desk.

This action was so sudden that it pushed Shen Yujing aside.

Hang Feng put his hands on the table, leaned over to look at Song Yi, and said word by word: "I said, I have money."

Song Yi nodded and said one word, "Oh."

Obviously, it was perfunctory and not very sincere.

But Shen Yujing looked at Hang Feng, then at Song Yi, "What do you mean? Does he have no money?"

Song Yi replied, "Yes, but he only has one hundred yuan, so pitiful."

So Shen Yujing picked up the one hundred yuan and stuffed it into Hang Feng's hand again, saying disdainfully, "Take it back quickly, it's just one hundred yuan and you're pretending to be rich."

Hang Feng: "..."

He clenched his hands and almost squeezed the one hundred yuan into a paper ball.

Did these two people really listen to what he said? Why were they communicating by themselves and reaching a strange consensus? Was it that the two of them couldn't understand human language or that he didn't speak human language!

And during the time when Hang Feng fell into self-isolation, Shen Yujing suddenly liked Hang Feng because he thought that Song Yi would not like someone who was poorer than her.

Shen Yujing kindly asked, "You are in the top ten of your grade, right? Have you applied for a scholarship this year? Those old guys in the school have a lot of money, it would be a waste not to take it, and self-esteem can't be used to make a living."

Song Yi nodded and echoed Shen Yujing's words, "Yes, yes, I got a lot of money this year, don't be embarrassed."

Hang Feng: "..."

Under the "caring" gazes of Shen Yujing and Song Yi, Hang Feng couldn't bear it anymore and really didn't want to explain to them. He threw a hundred yuan on the table and turned around and walked out.

At the same time, the bell rang, and Jiang Yiheng walked in from the front door, just passing by Hang Feng.

Looking at Hang Feng who suddenly left, and looking at the eyes of other classmates on Song Yi, and the superfluous Shen Yujing who shouldn't be there next to her.

So Jiang Yiheng looked at Song Yi and asked, "What happened to Hang Feng?"

Song Yi thought about it and answered seriously, "Maybe he went to apply for a scholarship."

Shen Yujing agreed very much, "He left in a hurry and seemed to need the money very much."

Jiang Yiheng: "..."

As far as he knew, Hang Feng was not short of money.

Forget it, asking these two people probably wouldn't get any reliable information.

So Jiang Yiheng changed the subject and asked Shen Yujing, "The class is in session, are you still going to stay here?"

Shen Yujing said nonsense, "I have admired the English teacher in your class for a long time, so I came here specially to take a class."

Jiang Yiheng: "But the next class is math."

Shen Yujing: "..."

Forget it, he is the worst at math.

So Shen Yujing took the cup of strawberry milk that Hang Feng gave him on Song Yi's desk and left.

The milk piled up like a small mountain in front of Song Yi. Jiang Yiheng asked coldly, "Have you opened a canteen?"

"No, no!" Song Yi denied repeatedly, and then put all the milk in the lost and found cabinet in the last row.

The math teacher soon walked into the class, and today's class officially began.

Quan Le looked back at the lost and found cabinet behind him, took two cups of milk from it, drank one himself and stuffed the other into his deskmate's pocket, "It's a waste if you don't drink it. Come on, replenish your brain and study hard."

Three days later, the sports meeting.

There were colorful flags flying on the playground, the sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the sun was shining. It was a very comfortable day.

Murong Huan stood on the podium in a golden dress. The tacky color made her look even more dignified. Next to her stood Jiang Yiheng in a black suit. They were the co-hosts of this sports meet. They

were a match made in heaven. Song Yi took out her phone with emotion and took a few photos of them and sent them to Murong Huan.

First, it was the familiar speech by the principal. The 80-year-old principal stood on the stage with high enthusiasm, and the 18-year-old boys and girls in the audience were yawning as they listened.

Song Yi lowered her head and recited a palm-sized English vocabulary book.

Because in another week, it would be the monthly exam again.

Although Song Yi's grades were not bad, the original owner was the top of the grade, so there was still a distance between them.

But for Song Yi, she must continue to work hard to get high scores in the exams, so that she can have a generous scholarship from St. Sly to allow herself and her father to have a good life.

Suddenly, Song Yi felt that she was getting more and more like the self-reliant little white flower heroine in Marilyn Sue.

It really is fate.

After the principal finished speaking, other teachers spoke. When the opening ceremony was completely over, it was time for the competition. Students who did not participate in the event could choose to cheer for the athletes or have free activities.

Soon, the cheerleading closed the opening ceremony and officially started the sports meeting, and the team members went on stage.

Chen Xue was standing in the absolute C position. It must be said that her dancing level was still very good. Song Yi applauded very sincerely after watching it.

Okay, it's over, there's nothing for her to do.

So next, Song Yi took a detour to the milk tea shop next to the convenience store, bought a cup of her favorite milk tea and prepared to go to the library to study.

Song Yi posted a circle of friends.

[At the age of 17, I paid for a cup of milk tea in full. It's great for a woman to be financially independent. ]

Half an hour later.

Murong Huan, dressed in a golden dress, rushed to the library, looking anxious, "Song Yi, why are you here? Do you know how long I have been looking for you?"

Song Yi looked up from the book blankly and asked, "Ah?"

Murong Huan grabbed her wrist directly, "Don't worry, come with me, Shen Yujing is about to participate in the 3,000-meter long-distance race! Quick! Let's go! Let's go cheer for him!"

Song Yi was even more confused, "Isn't he not going to participate?"

Murong Huan: "With his athletic talent, it will be a loss for our Class B if he doesn't participate."

Song Yi understood. Anyway, no matter what, the male protagonist couldn't really be absent from such an important "highlight" plot of the sports meeting.

So Song Yi said, "No, I'm not interested."

Murong Huan was stunned for a moment, then pulled out the chair in front of Song Yi and sat down, staring into her eyes seriously.

Song Yi felt a little awkward being stared at by Murong Huan, so she waved her hand in front of her, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking to see if you have something to hide." Murong Huan said with a bit of irritability on her pretty face, "What's wrong with you? Are you going to lie to me? Do you consider me a friend or not?"

"Of course I consider you a friend." Song Yi was helpless, but still had to explain, "But this has nothing to do with me not wanting to watch Shen Yujing's game."

"I know that many girls will go to cheer for Shen Yujing, and you will definitely be jealous, but I assure you that he is not the kind of person who takes water from others casually."

Song Yi: "That's not the point."

As if thinking of something, Murong Huan suddenly asked vigilantly, "Don't you like Shen Yujing anymore?"

Song Yi: "..."

Like, you must like, at least you have to like in front of Murong Huan.

So in the end, Song Yi and Murong Huan came to the playground.

The 3,000-meter race was about to begin, and a dozen boys stood under the national flag and were warming up.

Among them, the most eye-catching was Shen Yujing.

It was not because he was handsome, nor because he had the aura of a male protagonist, but because his blond hair was too conspicuous among this group of ordinary high school students and could not be ignored at all.

Murong Huan pulled Song Yi and walked over there, or it would be more appropriate to say that he pulled. Murong

Huan waved at Shen Yujing from a distance and shouted, "Shen Yujing! We are here to cheer for you!"

Quan Le was also one of the contestants. He said "Yo" in surprise and said, "Has Murong Huan changed his personality?"

You know, because the personalities of the three of them are not very good, it will be difficult to end it once they confront each other head-on, so they have tacitly agreed not to interfere with each other over the years, so naturally they don't get along much, and their relationship is not very familiar.

Shen Yujing didn't say anything, but his eyes were fixed on Song Yi who was standing next to Murong Huan.

Song Yi felt uncomfortable being stared at, so she tugged at Murong Huan's hand and asked, "Do we have to go over?"

Murong Huan nodded and said, "Just to say hello."

Having said that, when everyone stood together,

Shen Yujing raised his chin in a pretentious manner, trying to look calm, "You guys are here."

Quan Le also asked, "Murong Huan? It's really you. Is the sun really rising from the west?"

Murong Huan patted Song Yi's shoulder, then looked at Shen Yujing, "She has something to say to you."

His heart was beating wildly, he couldn't control his nervousness, and he was filled with unspeakable anticipation.

Shen Yujing still tried to be calm and asked Song Yi, "What do you want to say?"

Although Shen Yujing tried very hard, the smile in his peach blossom eyes completely exposed his mood at the moment.

For Song Yi, the four words "riding a tiger is difficult to get off" were enough to fully show her mood.