At that time, when Jing Fan watched their performance, he found that the focus of the audience was all on Song Han alone, a band performance was like a solo show, not like a mature band at all, and Song Han's answer also confirmed her thoughts.She thought that Song Han would continue to play like this, but she didn't expect to start reforming the band so soon, and she came to be a guitarist.She hadn't touched a guitar for two years, and as soon as she picked it up, she was bumped into by someone, and she really didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.If she had encountered such a thing two years ago, she would have agreed without hesitation, but now she ......, "Boss Song, I'm in my third year of high school." ”"Does Jingshen have this confidence?"
Song Han asked rhetorically, "You are a woman who finished the college entrance examination questions a year in advance." ”There was a provocation in her tone, Jing Fan really ate her this way, after all, if she was really worried about her grades, she would not apply to Lao Wang for evening self-study."
Don't be in a hurry to make a decision," Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Han broke the silence, "Think about it slowly, if you are really busy and don't have time, then I'll wait for you." ”You can't really let people give up the college entrance examination and fool around with themselves."......" sounds so strange.She still didn't speak.She has a hurdle in her heart, and she hasn't passed it yet.It's easy to pick up the guitar again, but it's also equivalent to slapping yourself in the face, she swore two years ago that she would never touch the guitar before the college entrance examination."
I don't think you have any reason or need to refuse," Song Han said, "Maybe you can even try the position of the lead singer ......." ”Jing Fan interrupted her, and reasoned reminded her that she should end this topic as soon as possible, otherwise she would definitely be tricked by Song Han."
Okay."
Song Han took a sip from the cup, "Then you think about it slowly." ”As soon as Tan Chen entered the door, he saw Song Han, "The boss is back." ”"Well, you're finally back."
She didn't eat since she got up early, so she was already hungry, so she waited for Tan Chen to come back and cook."
Hurry up and cook.""
Boss, you said you, if you didn't have me, would you starve to death?"
Boss Tan Chen walked upstairs reluctantly, no way, who let this person be his boss."
I can't cook, but I can order takeout."
Song Han slammed his back back."
Then why didn't you just order?"
Jing Fan asked."
Tan Chen's craftsmanship is not comparable to general takeout."
According to his own words, he was an apprentice under the chef before he wandered, although he was not proficient in learning, but he was still much stronger than ordinary people, and in the past three years, he has been in charge of the kitchen alone, and he has grasped Song Han's taste into the wood."
You're a Crouching Tiger here.""
Average."
Song Han was pretending to be modest."
Why did you want to regroup?"
Jing Fan then asked, after being lazy for so many years, there is no reason to change sex all of a sudden."
Bei Xiaochi is too vegetable, he can't satisfy me."
Song Han replied.The tone was not as serious as half of it just now, and Jing Fan lost the desire to get to the bottom of it.But to be honest, Song Han herself didn't understand why, maybe it was because Blaker's rehearsal reminded her of Xiang Jinru, maybe it was that old thorn that had been refined by time to decay, or maybe it was just a hot mind and wanted to do it.She has always been lazy and lazy, and she doesn't often find reasons for herself to do things, so that she may not be able to remember what she did in the first place after many things are done.When I was young, I was crazy and didn't pay attention to anything, but now it's because I have nothing to worry about.The author has something to say: Boss Song, a bad profiteer who abducts underage people: I see that your bones are strange, do you want to come to my band to be a guitarist?
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Chapter 23 When there are not many beauties, Tan Chen cooks the meal.The three of them ate together in the restaurant on the third floor, and Tan Chen went downstairs to guard the store."
You guys have a day off today?"
Song Han leaned back in his chair and asked contentedly."
I just finished the exam in the morning, and I will leave it for half a day."
Jing Fan was used to eating only seven minutes full, but he was infected by Song Han's laziness, and he also leaned back."
Was there any arrangement?"
I don't come here to look after the store for her.This stopped Jing Fan, she just wanted to find a place to stay, He Cheng has been very busy recently, and she is really bored to stay alone in the rental house."
Make rolls."
After thinking about it, let's continue to learn the design of gods and people.Song Han chuckled when he heard this.Running all the way to the bar to make rolls?"
Really diligent," she stood up propped up on the edge of the table, "there is no place in the living room where I can write papers, come with me to the study?"
”"Okay."
Jing Fan agreed casually, and didn't see a malicious smile on the corner of Song Han's mouth.followed Song Han upstairs, and when he pushed open the door of the study, Jing Fan was really shocked.This is really the same as the style of Boss Song's bedroom.The study is bright and sunny, and the weather is long in summer, and when the evening is approaching, the sun and gold generally fall on the wooden floor.The desk by the window was large, but there was little room for a full roll, full of paper and books, and the computer sat in an extremely difficult position on a pile of drafts, next to a precarious beer can.Song Han walked to the table, picked up the computer and picked up the can, stretched out his arms very heroically and swept it, freed up half of the tabletop, and then waved his big hand, "Sit." ”Jing Fan looked at the table with unique characteristics, and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.However, out of politeness, she couldn't regret going downstairs now, so she could only walk over with her legs raised.Song Han also pulled the chair away for her very gentlemanly.Then he dragged another handful from the side and sat down next to Jing Fan.Not so particular about himself, Song Han put the computer in his arms on the pile of paper, raised his wrist, and the beer can drew an arc in the air, and fell accurately into the trash can next to him.When Jing Fan turned his head to look, he saw Song Han crossing Erlang's legs, pulling out a half-written piece of paper from under the computer with a pen in one hand and the other, keeping his chest half a meter away from the edge of the table and his shoulder an arm's length from the paper, and began to write and draw."
Can you see what you're writing?"
Jing Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, remembering the handwriting on the sheet of music that had been mistakenly sent to him before, and felt that the mystery of the century had finally been solved."
I'm not writing words," Song Han raised an eyebrow at her, the pencil turned twice between his fingers, and the tip of the pen fell on the paper to draw a character that was difficult to distinguish, "It's thought." ”Jing Fan: "......" ignored her directly, Jing Fan took out a physics topic paper from his schoolbag, lay on the desktop that finally saw the light of day and began to brush.She practiced this type of question in the second semester of her sophomore year of high school, except for the troublesome calculation, the other steps basically don't require any thinking.She doesn't have any rules for keeping quiet when she does the question, and when Song Han asked her if she would disturb her, she also said that it didn't matter, but as soon as she wrote the fourth big question, her train of thought was disturbed by a melody coming from the side.Song Han was arranging the music, and the melody came from her computer.Jing Fan stopped his pen and looked over, and saw Song Han frowning, looking a little embarrassed.She had given up the unruly sitting posture she had been ten minutes before, and sat a little closer, her left hand propped up on the table.The black hair was hastily pulled into a bun by her, a few strands of hair were scattered and hung in her ears, dyed golden by the sunset, and the slightly sharp chin line was slightly modified by her, but it didn't look so stiff, this picture made Jing Fan lose his mind for a moment.Song Han was wearing a black casual jacket today, his sleeves rolled up to reveal a small arm, and his right hand was restlessly and rapidly spinning the pencil.A melody was played repeatedly, pondered back and forth, and the person in front of the computer "hissed" from time to time, and it was difficult to hide the irritability."
The place where I just stopped, the guitar is not in the right tune."
Jing Fan said.Song Han was overjoyed, thinking that she had finally taken the bait, she had played it over and over again more than a dozen times, and she was really focused on learning God.She still pretended to be unsolved and irritated on her face, and turned her head impatiently, "Huh?
”snorted.Jing Fan knew what was wrong, but with just one mouth, how to tell her clearly, seeing a guitar next to him, he brought it over, tried the sound, and played the melody just now without any mistakes.The second time it bounced to the place where it was just said that there was a problem, it stopped, "It's a bit stiff here." ”Saying that, I started all over again.Song Han listened to the melody that was slightly modified by Jing Fan, and was so surprised that she was really entangled by this little problem before, and she also found the problem last night, but Jing Fanguang listened to it a few times before she knew how to solve it, and it was better than her, which made her very surprised, really talented.The purpose of attracting interest and testing skills was achieved at the same time, Song Han naturally wanted to climb the pole, pretending to think calmly for a moment and then suddenly realized, and nodded approvingly, "Indeed, it's much better than just now." ”Jing Fan really didn't see that Song Han was playing her, and was aroused for a while, so he simply stopped doing it, and threw the pen over, "Your new song?"
”Where she couldn't see, Song Han gritted her teeth and held back the corners of her mouth that were about to turn up, "Well, it's a little troublesome, help me listen?"
”Jing Fan didn't think that Song Han would dig a hole for her in the matter of music, so he didn't doubt him, and readily agreed, "Okay." ”So Jing Shen instantly threw the physics problem to the back of his mind, and turned to study the song with Song Han, and the two of them stayed in the study for an afternoon.When it finally stopped, it was already dark, and all that was left of the room was the faint glow of a laptop.The tail note of the guitar dispersed into a cool night breeze, Ling An's September was already the tail of summer, and the night wind was already a little cool on his body, Song Han came back to his senses first, got up and closed the window, and then walked to the door and turned on the light.Jing Fan sat at the table with his guitar in his arms, raised his hand to block the suddenly lit light, and asked after a while, "What time is it?"
”Song Han picked up his phone and looked at it, "Half past nine." ”Sure enough, time to do what she likes always flies, Jing Fan used to practice guitar at home, and often nested in the room all day long, it wasn't for her aunt to ask her to eat, she didn't know that the meal had arrived.Thinking that the first floor should have been lively, she came back to her senses, "Do you want to go down and have a look?"
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”Song Han shook her head, there was a conversation, she didn't need to worry about it if it wasn't a big deal, "Are you still doing it?"
”Jing Fan also shook his head, it was originally a disguise, "Don't do it." ”"Can I not hand in my homework?"
Song Han laughed.She yawned, "A perfect score is fine." ”"Wow," Song Han complimented exaggeratedly.walked over, picked up her roll and looked at it, and then sighed, "The handwriting is very beautiful, why did you write the words for me last time, ......"
"I injured my hand that day, and I wrote it with my left hand." ”Jing Fan interrupted her, Song Han didn't mention that she had forgotten about this stubble, and her image was almost stained."
Hurt, what's wrong?"
Song Han didn't care about words, he subconsciously glanced at her right hand, saw the not-so-obvious scar on the back of her fair-skinned hand, and remembered that her bone joints were also injured in the alley, and her eyes couldn't help but darken."
Hanging in the corner of the table."
Jing Fan understated the past, "I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat?"
”"Let's order takeout, Tan Chen is busy at this time."
Song Han put down the scroll and replied."
Don't bother, don't you have a kitchen, let's get some noodles."
She was about to get up as she spoke."
You know how to cook?"
Song Han doesn't believe it, a person can't know everything, right?"
I live alone, I should still order it, otherwise I will starve to death."
Jing Fanyun said lightly."
What about your parents?
Away from home all year round?
”The last time I sent her home, I wondered, how could parents let their daughter live outside the school alone in such an important year as the third year of high school?"
My parents advocate liberal education."
Jing Fan walked to the door, opened the door and went out.Song Han always felt that there was a bit of irony in his words, and he thought of his own two, some didn't understand Jing Fan, and there was a bit of unhappiness.What happened to liberal education?
How nice.Bei Xiaochi sent a message saying that he would stay at the teacher's house tonight, Song Han replied hello, thinking that Ming'er knew that he missed the noodles made by your goddess, and looked at who you cried with.But it's also a good thing that this girl now knows that she can't look back.When Song Han went downstairs with his pocket, Jing Fan was already cutting tomatoes.Song Han leaned against the kitchen door to see her skillfully beat a few eggs with one hand, and praised, "Amazing." ”Jing Fan took the chopsticks and looked at her distractedly while stirring, "It's just an egg." ”Song Han replied to her lazily, "I won't." ”"Have you tried?"
Jing Fan glanced at her with disdain, this person is really, very lazy at first glance, and the more she looks, the more she finds that she is lazy.Song Han was not angry when he was stunned, and watched Jing Fan operate step by step with a smile."
Whoever follows you in the future, you will definitely have a good life."
She said this coldly, Jing Fan almost threw the spatula out, raised his head and glared at it fiercely.The pot was steaming, and the aroma of scrambled eggs with tomatoes was wantonly, Jing Shen obviously had no lethal power in such a warm scene, Song Han laughed twice, turned around and went to the living room to find a place to sit down, and no longer bothered her.The next two bowls of noodles were very fast, and when Jing Fan came out with two large bowls, Song Han hadn't finished the news yet."
Good fragrance, good craftsmanship."
Song Han gave her a thumbs up, took the chopsticks and began to suck.After eating, neither of Song Han nor the two was busy cleaning up the dishes, and Song Han finally compromised, "Wait for Tan Chen to come back and clean up." ”Jing Fan deeply felt this person's shamelessness, but she really couldn't lift her spirit to wash the dishes anymore, so she talked hard about Chen, thanked Brother Chen in her heart and condemned the unscrupulous boss by the way, and then continued to sit comfortably.Song Han collapsed there without any burden and watched the news, until he saw Jing Fan start to yawn before he remembered to clean up the guest room.This is the room where Song Han used to live, Jing Fan cleaned it once after the last stay, and now there is nothing to clean up, there is everything in the room, I took a rag and wiped the ashes, and took the quilt from the wardrobe and spread it, it was almost there.In fact, Song Han felt that the room where Lin Xiangxi lived was more suitable for Jing Fan, but Pei Xiaochi's prank was arranged for Lin Xiangxi.That was originally prepared by Xiang Jinru and Song Qin before adopting her, but I didn't expect that the adopted daughter was an overlord, where could she stand those pink and tender things, so she could only find an undecorated room for her to decorate.Song Han didn't have any requirements for these at that time, so he didn't change it much, but he just engaged in heavy metal wind a little, and there were a lot of hand-made posters she collected in this room, which could better reflect her character than the room she lived in now, but she felt a little naïve to live here after coming back a few years ago, after all, she liked it when she was a teenager, and there were too many things, and it was easy to see and think about people, so she moved to the master bedroom where her parents lived.Most of the things there were packed up after they died, and some of the relics were taken away, leaving nothing left, and she packed them up and went to the utility room.In short, this room would have been cleaned regularly, and it was almost cleaned up in more than ten minutes.When Song Han came out of the room, Jing Fan was sitting on the sofa and dozing, his head was little by little, his long hair swayed with her movements, and his fair side face appeared from time to time, which was a well-behaved person he had never been when he was awake.Song Han only felt that her heart softened a little, she walked over and patted Jing Fan's shoulder, leaned over and called her softly, "Hey, wake up, go to the room to sleep." ”Jing Fan heard someone calling, yawned and looked up, and a pair of eyes full of water vapor were facing Song Han's.Song Han was already leaning over, and as soon as she raised her head, the distance between the two of them shortened instantly, almost touching the tip of her nose.Song Han didn't know what was wrong with him, and his first reaction was not to retreat, but to feel like his brain was drenched, and he floated by: What beautiful eyes.There are beauties, eyebrows and eyes like the moon, if the breeze and morning star, see it......
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Chapter 24: The Old Thing "I......
Sleep in a daze. ”Jing Fan suddenly came back to his senses and stepped back suddenly.Song Han also reacted, and quickly stood up straight, so embarrassed that he had to pretend to be calm, "That, the room has been cleaned up for you, if you are sleepy, hurry up and wash and sleep." ”She looked out the window and pointed to the door, "The first room on the left." ”"Oh."
Jing Fan hurriedly got up and fled into the room.Hearing the sound of the door closing, Song Han slapped himself and secretly scolded himself for being confused just now, "...... beasts", but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not his fault, after all, Jingfan's conditions are rarely seen and can not be moved, not to mention that it was too close just now.In fact, whether it is in feelings or flesh.
In terms of body, Song Han has never been too interested, she is not lustful, and she avoids love or something, saying that the good thing is to guard herself like jade in the flow of materialism, and the popular point is to shuttle through the wine pool and meat forest.patted his head, Boss Song, who has never liked to use his brains, exhaled, and dragged his steps upstairs to take a shower and sleep.Jing Fan fled all the way back to the room, and hurriedly slammed the door.She didn't know why she reacted so much, didn't she just get closer, maybe she had just fallen asleep?
Song Han knew her sexuality very well from the beginning, and she also paid attention to keeping her distance from Jing Fan since the two had known each other for so long, but because of this relationship, sometimes too deliberate respect would cause embarrassment.In other words, if Song Han didn't know that Jing Fan was bent, he would have just made a joke and passed without even feeling it.She herself would not have such a big reaction, because what she liked was not Song Han's hanging at all, and she couldn't touch it at all."
Hey."
Jing Fan sighed and touched the switch.There's still a lot to get used to on this road.The switch is in its usual position, and it doesn't take much effort to find it.The lights come on, and you see a room full of people.It is a single bed with a black and white three-piece set on the bed, and there are many bands and movie posters on the wall next to it.In front of the sunny window is a desk, next to which is a solid wood bookshelf.The things on the desk were cleaned up, but it could be seen that the people who cleaned them were not very careful, several books were stacked on top of each other, and there was no side on the top and bottom and left and right in a straight line.The bookshelves are very full, in addition to various books and magazines, there are also a lot of figures and trophies, messy but full of youthful vitality.Jing Fan walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a copy of it, it was this French book, she really didn't dabble in this language, hastily turned a few pages, didn't understand at all, was about to put it back, saw a row of words on the title page, it should be an excerpt from the original text, and the date was written below: 2010.10.3 She can't read French, but it doesn't affect her to see that this word is written beautifully, in short, it is pleasing to the eye that laymen can feel.put the book back on the shelf, looked at the words on the trophy again, and made it clear: Song Han won the first prize in the ×× Physics Competition, and it turned out to be Song Han's room.Looking around, you can feel a teenager's enthusiasm for life everywhere, and he seems to be separated from the current Boss Song by 108,000 miles, but he faintly feels that there is some connection, and it is not two temperaments that are completely separated.She didn't explore too much, she was sleepy just now, and now she just wants to wash up and sleep, and she has to get up early tomorrow to catch the bus at half past six.Sure enough, everything was ready in the bathroom, and it was only 10:20 when she washed up and set the alarm to lie down.She had just washed her face with cold water, and unexpectedly washed away all her sleepiness, and now she was sunk in the soft quilt, and the night breeze blew in, carrying the coolness and dustiness of the summer rain.It looks like it's raining outside again.When it rained, she should be changing tunes with Song Han.Thinking of this, the melody that had been changed several times sounded in my head again, accompanied by Song Han's question, and kept spinning in circles in my empty mind.The word band didn't appear in her life for the first time.She formed a band three years ago, and although it didn't last long in the end, it paid off for her hard work.It's just that the peak reached by that temporary band has become the biggest trough in her life for more than ten years.She had a big fight with her mother, and her mother still doesn't necessarily know why she lost her temper in the first place.Two years ago in the summer.Their band won the championship in the singing competition, rushed home, and saw that his parents, who had been in the laboratory all the year round, actually came back, and he was full of joy thinking that his parents had come back to celebrate after knowing the news, but when he pushed the door, he saw a group of his brother's friends holding a party for him, celebrating that Jing Xuan had finally officially joined the company he had been dreaming of for a long time.The parents stood next to her brother, greeted her with a smile, and happily shared the good news with her, wanting her to help Jing Xuan cut the cake.At that time, she only felt a heart plummeting from the clouds, and when it fell to the ground, her blood was cold.It was the first time she tried to hide her emotions completely, smiled and walked up to give her brother a hug, cut the cake with his hand, and didn't mess up the joyous entry party at all.It was also on that day that she began to doubt herself and had the idea of proving herself in another way.The next day, she and her mother quarreled over a trivial matter, and they couldn't get along, and Professor Qi, who was already a strong character, exhausted the last trace of patience for his daughter's sudden rebellion during that time, no longer suppressed his anger, and asked her why they gave her the maximum freedom, she was not satisfied, and asked her what she wanted.She offered to return home.Dad talked to her, Jing Xuan talked to her, but she only said that she was fed up and didn't want to stay here anymore, and didn't say a word about the competition.The band disbanded, the guitar was mothballed, Sifan became Jingshen, and all the edges and corners were hidden by her one by one.The days when music was life-threatening were so faded in the ensuing schoolwork, she numbed herself with learning, and in the flick of her fingers for two years, the sweat she suffered made her fingertips gradually adapt to the texture of the pen.And the turmoil not long ago opened a gap in her airtight wall.Picking up the guitar again was just a little presumptuous, but in the end she found that she couldn't control it at all, and the love in her bones made her can't help but pluck the strings again and again.Love in the bones.Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the quilt in the cool night breeze, and she didn't cover the quilt, and she was shivering before resigned herself to her fate.When it's cold, don't you have to cover it with a quilt?
It doesn't matter if it's winter or summer.The next morning, the alarm clock rang on time, Jing Fan sat up in a daze, opened his eyes and saw the unfamiliar room shake his mind for a while, and it took a while to realize where he was.When he quickly washed up and opened the door, he saw Song Han standing at the door."
Up?"
Song Han withdrew her right hand that was about to knock on the door and put it in her pocket, she came to tell Jing Fan to get up, but she didn't expect her to get up."
Well, I'm going to school."
Song Han staggered and let her over, and when he turned around, he glanced at the schoolbag behind her, "I'll send you." ”"Huh?"
Jing Fan looked back at her, saw that she did have the car keys in her hand, and smiled, "No, I'll just take the bus." ”"The bus is slow, and Bei Xiaochi is late every time he takes the bus."
As he spoke, he walked towards the kitchen, and when he came out, he came out with two bowls of porridge and a plate with eggs, "It's time, eat breakfast first." ”The familiar tone made Jing Fan have an illusion, an illusion of family.But in fact, when she was at home in the past, no one said such things to her, her parents were not at home, and there were few opportunities to have breakfast together at home, and her brother would lie in bed when he was not busy, and he couldn't even see each other when he was busy.Song Han began to eat, Jing Fan didn't move yet, she looked up, but saw the girl standing in place, looking in her direction."
What's wrong?"
Something is wrong.Jing Fan came to his senses and walked slowly, "Oh......
It's okay. ”Song Han guessed that a child whose parents are not at home all the year round was poked at such a trivial matter, how could it be so distressing.Song Han only sent it to the vicinity of the café as usual, and did not drive any further, Jing Fan thanked him and got out of the car, and was stopped by Song Han before leaving."
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Give me my phone."
Jing Fan handed over the phone, looked at Song Han saved his phone, added WeChat, and then handed the phone over."
Say hello before you come next time, and I'll ask Tan Chen to add you a meal."
Jing Fanke was really flattered, "Brother Chen......
Isn't it busy?
”Song Han waved his hand indifferently, "He's not busy." ”"Oh......" but she smiled in an instant, "Then thank you Boss Song." ”"Alright," Song Han motioned for her to go to school quickly, "Don't forget to think about what I said." ”"Hmm."
She smiled brightly, turned and ran into the golden morning light, her blue uniform setting off a gust of wind.Song Han looked at Jing Fan's back and smiled, started the car and walked back.It's too early to wake up today, so I need to go back and catch up on my sleep.When Jing Fan entered the classroom, the students' spontaneous morning reading had already begun, and their faces were all very bad, and it was estimated that they were in this state in the past few days before the results came out.He Cheng was not too affected by the exam, but the two black greens were very conspicuous at the moment."
Stayed up late last night?"
Jing Fan put down his schoolbag and asked him."
Why, I barely slept."
Recently, there have been a lot of things at home, and he has been ruthlessly squeezed by his eldest brother, not only mentally but also physically.The surrounding classmates were intently reading, and the buzzing sound drowned out their conversation."
Are you really going to go abroad after the college entrance examination?"
He Cheng is a very assertive person, and she always feels that he will not follow his parents' arrangement so well-behaved.He Cheng was silent for a while, "Let's do this for the time being, I haven't thought about it yet." ”He really didn't want to go abroad exactly as his parents had arranged, but it was always good to be able to study more now."
Yes," Jing Fan nodded, "Bei Xiaochi is still here, so he should think about it." ”"What do you say?"
He Cheng glared at her.Jing Fan laughed twice and stopped joking.With her understanding of He Cheng and said that she liked it, it was definitely not just a liking that she wanted to talk about a little love.Think about it carefully, He Cheng's love path may not be easier than her, and her family identity is also a chasm.In the afternoon, the last self-study period, the physics teacher, who finally didn't have to have a meeting, stayed in the classroom, and the students who had problems went directly to her, which reduced a lot of workload for Jing Fan.Jing Fan finished brushing a paper of points, put down the pen and turned his neck.High school juniors often have to receive all kinds of information sent by teachers in the group, and the science class has strong self-control, so there has been no rule that mobile phones are not allowed in class.Jing Fan usually doesn't look at his phone much, but at this time, he took it out and unlocked it.stared at the WeChat interface for half a minute, then stuffed the screen into the desk pocket, turned his head and asked He Cheng if he wanted to make up for Bei Xiaochi today.He Cheng only ignored her as if she was gossiping, but he didn't say that he wouldn't make it up, that is, he would make it up by default.She took out her mobile phone again, and after hesitating, she sent a message to Song Han: Boss Song Han: Xueba plays with his mobile phone in class?
Jing Fan: ......
Song Han: I have your school schedule, in order to supervise Bei Xiaochi, she took back her previous words, Song Han is really a very responsible sister.Song Han: Want to come over for dinner?
The afternoon break in the third year of high school is not enough to go back and forth, right?
Chapter 25 was just interrupted by Song Han, and the euphemisms that Jing Fan had thought of were useless, and he was reorganizing the language, so Song Han said it directly.She frowned, many things were always like this when they arrived at Song Han, making her rhythm a mess.Jing Fan: I don't have to study at night in the wilderness, Song Han looked at the news and smiled, she was afraid that her straight ball would directly disrupt Jing Fan's inherent rhythm, but this was also her purpose.Jing Fan always has a lot of rules and regulations, which makes Song Han look very uncomfortable, out of bad taste, she just wants to see the busy little girl who always acts confident.Song Han: Bei Xiaochi said that He Cheng will help her make up for the class today, you can go with her, this is what Jing Fan thought.Jing Fan: It's good to exit the chat interface, it's the first WeChat interface with only lying on the top class group and two chat boxes.There are a lot of people in her friend list, most of them are classmates in the class, and every night when you open WeChat, you can see a row of red dots, all of which are questions, she is used to doing tasks like doing tasks, and every time she answers a question, she deletes the chat history, so generally, her WeChat home page only has the class group and He Cheng.And now that Song Han has been added, she subconsciously pressed and longed, but she didn't click delete after the function box popped up.It doesn't seem to be deleted like this, after all, it's the one who waits for him to come home for dinner.After hesitating, the self-study bell rang, she secretly extinguished her mobile phone, and He Cheng also happened to get up.She stopped Hecheng, "Wait for me." ”"What?
You're not going back?
”He Cheng stopped walking out."
I'll go with you."
He Cheng is vigilant, this is to stir up the situation, "Why?
”Jing Fan squinted and smiled: "For the sake of rice." ”He Cheng didn't understand, and Jing Fan didn't explain.But in the end, he got his wish and went to the study room with He Cheng.Bei Xiaochi was happy, and seeing the joy of the idol made her feel that He Cheng was not so terrible.…… But she didn't know that Senior He was in a bad mood now."
Tell me, leave me alone."
Jing Fan pulled a chair and sat down next to him, casually pulled a piece of He Cheng's straw paper, and began to write and draw.The self-study room in this season is still very comfortable, the natural geographical advantage makes the temperature here much lower than the classroom, and the cool breeze in the afternoon blows again, refreshing and refreshing.Outside the window, the French plane trees imprinted the dappled shadows of the trees on the glass windows, and swayed and scattered golden sunlight on the boy's body.He Cheng's few complaints from time to time and Bei Xiaochi's complaints about his IQ did not affect Jing Fan at all.She held a pencil in her hand and happily wrote words with the corners of her mouth hooked.Surprisingly smooth.