Chapter 22
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The sky was blue and cloudless, and the sultry feeling dissipated a little.
When the last bell of No.3 middle school rings, everyone's face shows a relaxed smile.
After the test, even if not immediately holiday, almost into the holiday.
Ning Zhen from the examination room back to the classroom, the classroom everywhere laughter, are discussing the summer vacation plan.
Xia Xiaoshi took out her magazine again and laughed while reading it. She was very devoted.
Ning Zhen's line of sight slightly moves forward, saw Lu Zhi.
When others are sitting lazily with long legs, they always have the air of resisting others thousands of miles away. Their eyes are very beautiful, but they are also indifferent.
He had a pink thing between his fingertips, thin lips and slightly crooked lips. It looked a little cold.
Ning Zhen approached, lightly swept an eye, pink envelope, should be a love letter.
She looked away faintly.
"Lu Zhi, give way. I'm going in."
He moved his legs slowly to make room for her.
But it only moved a little space. If she wanted to sit in, she had to go next to him. Ning Zhen raises an eye to see him, he just also sees to come over, the smile of the corner of the mouth is dense, in short is not what good mood.
Ning Zhen in the heart silently sighs a tone, try not to meet him to go toward inside.
The leg still inevitably touched his knee.
Lu Zhi didn't move, his eyes dropped slightly, and it happened to fall near her waist. It looked like she was in his arms. The heat and breath from her body are very warm and fragrant.
He pinched the letter with his fingers.
Ning Zhen in the end is to learn to dance, even if he deliberately create difficulties, she still squeezed in.
She was relieved and sat down. The pink love letter was put in front of her by Lu Zhi.
Clean paper, the lower right corner wrote two beautiful words - Ning Zhen.
So Is this a love letter for her?
She raised her eyes and looked at it with a little daze. Lu Zhi bent his lips: "why, don't you open it and have a look?"
The handwriting is very strange. In short, it's not Lu Zhi's too natural and uninhibited character.
Ning Zhen finally understand come over, someone write love letter to her, don't know how to land handle on. She had a headache when she thought about it. She picked up the letter and opened it.
The people around her moved faster, leaned over and took the letter from her hand.
"Don't look. There's nothing to see." He crumpled into a ball and stuffed it into his own desk without expression.
“……”
"Lu Zhi, can you stop being so naive?" Not only naive, but also precise.
He picks eyebrow, side head looks at her: "rather Zhen, you say who is childish?"
He's in a bad mood these days. She's already smart and sensitive, and she's already aware of it. Now she wants to laugh at his threatening and domineering appearance.
She pursed her lips.
"Do you believe a message from a naive man who kisses you here?"
Ning Zhen can't stand teasing, her face is slightly red: "how can you threaten people easily?" It's all these sentences back and forth.
"Don't you think I have a bad temper?" He suddenly close, dark eyes on her eyes, rather Zhen can't see his what mood.
He leaves too close, rather Zhen uneasy, leaning to the wall, but back against the wall, just found no way back.
She's a little flustered. I'm afraid the little bastard will kiss her here. Ning Zhen eyelash quivers, raise an eye to see him: "you don't come disorderly."
He laughed at her timidity. He wanted to mess with her, but she couldn't stand it.
All presumptuousness must be turned into restraint for her.
She doesn't like him because she has no heart.
He chuckled: "want to read a love letter, huh?"
"I don't want to see it. You stay away. It's in the classroom
"It's not good for me to write for you, what you want to see and write for you."
"I don't want it."
He resisted the impulse of pinching her cheek: "I wrote love letters to people for the first time since I was a child. No rejection."
He is so close, the air around him seems to be his breath, very clean fragrance. Lu Zhizhen didn't smoke any more. He quit smoking earlier than before.
She was a little dazed, and only when she recovered did she find that a lot of gossip's eyes were looking this way.
Ning Zhen small voice way: "that, that you want to write to write."
Anyway, don't lean any closer. Everyone is watching.
So the last self-study class, Ning Zhen is writing physics problems, the people next to him are writing love letters.
He lips corner smile: "rather Zhen, cover like what color?"
Song Baoyun keeps studying by himself. He sits on the platform and writes about his career plan. Occasionally, he looks down.
Ning Zhen wants to cover his mouth, low head, lip fretting, the voice is small, only they two can hear: "whatever you want."
He is partial uneasy: "rather Zhen, my words are poor, do you mind writing ten thousand times like you?""Lu Zhi, stop it."
"If I have written it ten thousand times, would you like me?"
Her heart beat and she turned to look at him.
The young man's eyes are clear and clear, and the teasing smile in his eyes is not scattered, but the color of seriousness is full of his eyes. It seems that he didn't expect her to see it. He dropped his eyes slightly. When he raised his eyes again, it was like a layer of mist, which made people unreal.
But it seems to have a bit cold eyes, can not hide shallow tension.
If I really like you ten thousand times, can you say I like you?
The air seemed to be quiet. She moved her eyes and suddenly didn't know how to answer.
It shouldn't be like this.
She actually wants to say, Lu Zhi, you don't like me.
Don't be so persistent.
The teachers gathered together to change the papers very quickly, and they got the results two days later.
Ning Zhen is really the first in class seven, ranking fourth in grade.
She was relieved when she got the result sheet, which was not far from the previous results. Ning Haiyuan and Xu qiancai would not doubt it.
Lu Zhi's report card is on the table. His fingers are on the table and his face is a little cold.
Forty three, in fact, is a rare good result for him.
But once people slack off for many years, it will be a bit difficult to work hard again.
They seem to be far away.
So far away that he's afraid he won't have time to hold on.
Ning Zhen is packing up her schoolbag. She has officially entered the holiday. The summer vacation of more than 40 days has filled the whole No.3 middle school with joy, but many feel sad.
The last vacation of senior two students also means that they are likely to be separated.
Wei Yijie stepped onto the platform and cleared his throat: "students, we are going to have a holiday soon. I hope you have a happy holiday. In addition, there will be a grade division at the beginning of school, and it is likely that we will not be classmates in the future. So I discussed with the teachers that the last dinner in class 7 will be held at the restaurant in Fanhua street at the weekend of this week. I hope everyone will come as far as possible. Later, I will send out a wish form. Students who are willing to go will sign their names on the paper, and I will go to book a place after school. "
Under a hiss, a boy asked with a smile: "monitor, Mr. Song, will they go?"
Wei Yijie nodded: "go, Mr. Song said several teachers will go."
The boy smacked his lips in disappointment. He thought that if the teacher didn't go, he could enjoy the carnival and feel like graduation. What's the point of the teacher going? Most of them can't even drink beer, they can only drink drinks, and they have to speak carefully.
All of a sudden, a lot of people were a little depressed.
The intention table is passed down from the first group.
When reaching Lu Zhi this table, he swept one eye, put Ning Zhen in front of.
Xia Xiaoshi patted Ning Zhen on the shoulder: "Zhen Zhen, are you going or not? Well, Mr. Song, they will go too. I'm sure I can't have a good time. Even if I don't have a table with the teachers, I don't dare to play any games. I don't want to go, but I'm afraid the teacher will not be happy if I don't go. "
Ning Zhen secretly takes a look at Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi leans lazily on the chair and plays games with earphones. His eyebrows are cold and his side face can't see any expression.
She was relieved. Well, fortunately, Lu Zhi should not go.
Today is the last time they are so close. There should be no connection between her and Lu Zhi when the third year of high school begins.
Ning Zhen unscrewed the pen cover and nodded: "go."
If she could, she would like to say thank you to Mr. Song in person. She was moved by the tolerance and trust song Baoyun gave her. There is no chance in my last life, but I should make it up in this life.
Black handwriting, beautiful to write Ning Zhen two words.
Will table to Xia Xiaoshi hands, she bit the pen hesitated: "then I also go."
If she doesn't go, the teacher thinks she has a problem. Besides, she can't go out on holiday. It's better to have dinner than at home.
The will table is passed down next to each other. Lu Zhi turns off the game interface and turns on his mobile phone.
[Chen Dongshu]
Chen Dongshu's second reply: "what's up, brother? 】
[when the watch reaches you, add my name]
"..."
In the back of the classroom.
Xiao Feng came to see: "what's the matter?"
"I don't know much about Zhige. He's going to class dinner." It's awkward for them to go to that kind of dinner party. If they really want to go out, it's better to ask a large group of people to go out. What's the point of having a meal there?
And If he really wants to go, why don't he write his own name.
Xiao Feng laughed the thief: "I promise Ning Zhen will go, believe it or not?"
"Letter." Chen Dongshu returned to Lu Zhi's news and laughed: "then we'll go too. It must be very interesting."
He super want to see, all the teachers are in, Lu Zhi can do something to Ning Zhen.
Can't you just have a meal?I always feel that the chief executive wants to make a big deal.
A group of mildewed and idle rich second generation, with the general mood of sightseeing, all signed their names at the back.
Ning Zhen take a deep breath, toes taut, began to press legs.
She turned on the mobile phone, a very gentle piece of light music, let people from the inner peace.
It seems that the soul is gradually calming down, and the memory of those previous lives seems to become very long. All the feelings like thrown into a samsara, was cleaned clean.
Fortunately, this is her 16-year-old body, young and soft. Her body instinct can help her control some basic movements.
She has been practicing basic skills these days, leg pressing, shoulder pressing, jumping
There is no big mirror in the room, no other equipment, and there are not enough conditions for pole training.
Everything can only be perceived by oneself.
The door is knocked, Ning Zhen Leng Leng, quickly shut the mobile phone. She had a thin sweat on her forehead and a little shortness of breath. Ning Zhen took out the paper towel to wipe, calm good breath, just opened the room door.
Xu Qian stands outside the room and smiles at her.
"May I come in?"
Ning Zhen nods.
"Zhen Zhen, although the aunt knows, these words shouldn't I say, but don't say I in the heart suffocate again afflictive. My aunt just wanted to ask you, "do you want to go back to your grandparents this holiday?"
Ning Zhen raises eyes, Xu Qian's eyes are very sincere, she explains: "Tang Zhuo vacation will go back to his grandfather there, I know you haven't been back for a long time, immediately senior three, into senior three free time is less, if you really want to accompany the elderly, and your father said. Your father looks very serious, but he cares about you very much. Your child is too good and sensible, and we don't know what we can do for you. If you want to go back, just talk to your father. "
Ning Zhen nodded: "thank you, aunt Xu. I see
Xu Qian said with a smile, "when you just had dinner, you said your class would have a dinner party, right? Dress up beautifully. Do you like the skirt I gave you last time? I think it must be beautiful on you. "
When Xu Qian was pregnant with Tang Zhuo, she wanted a daughter. How nice a daughter is, she can live like a little princess, warm and beautiful.
She really likes Ning Zhen, even if it's not her own, she can't help but feel pain as her daughter.
No one has discussed such a thing with her for many years.
Mom used to say when I was in, my family Zhen is really beautiful, wearing anything good-looking.
Ning Zhen heart warm, the corner of the mouth also took a smile: "well, the skirt is very good-looking, I like it very much."
She smiles clean and pretty, but also with children's general shy lovely, Xu qian can't help touching her hair.
Both were stunned.
Ning Zhen lightly a smile: "I wear that skirt to go."
Xu Qian also laughed.
Dinner set in the weekend, rather Zhen habit early.
According to the waiter's instructions, she went to the private room on the third floor.
Six or seven students are playing cards in it. They don't wear school uniforms any more. They are full of youth.
She pushed the door in and everyone was startled.
Someone patted his chest, relieved: "fortunately it's not a teacher, Ning Zhen, do you want to play together?"
Ning Zhen to them friendly smile, she shook her head: "I don't know, you play."
There is shuffling cards: "OK, OK, then you have time to help us see the teacher, come and tell us, so that we can take the cards."
Wei Yijie sat next to him, reading a book.
Ning Zhen came in, he raised his eyes to see an eye, face tiny red, and slowly become pale, in the heart dark sigh, continue to read.
Ning Zhen should them, go to the window to sit down.
Just in midsummer, there are few pedestrians outside. In this corner, you can see the traffic on the street and the people walking into the restaurant.
The air conditioner in the private room is on, which is very cool and insulates the dry heat outside.
She supported her chin and felt comfortable.
Some people came one after another. Some were chatting and others were watching the game.
Ningzhen looked at the next time, there are 20 minutes, it is estimated that the teachers are coming.
A drooping eyes of Kung Fu, and then lift eyes, downstairs appeared a few laughing boys.
Lu Zhi walked in front of him. The sun was shining. He looked a little lazy. His neckline was slightly open. He was tall and long legged. In a few steps, he went into the restaurant. Chen Dongshu and they were still fighting and making noise behind him.
She suddenly got up.
The movement scared the players in the private room. They quickly received the cards: "Crouching trough, is the teacher here?"
Ning Zhen is a little embarrassed: "no, it's not. I'm sorry
She blushed slightly. She was just a little surprised. Lu zhimingming didn't write his name. She thought he wouldn't come.
Like a stone thrown into a calm lake, it's hard for her not to feel uneasy.
Lu Zhi opened the door and there was a moment of silence in the private room.
His eyes fell on him secretly, and he was a little confused Ah, what's the matter? Lu Zhi unexpectedly came to have dinner with the class?Wei Yijie took a look and dropped his eyes.
He received the wish form, and naturally knew that all these muddleheaded people in the class would come.
The card players can't play any more.
Well I always feel that doing something handsome in front of a real big man is like pretending to be a kid.
Anyway, it's almost time. Just take the cards.
Lu Zhi's vision crosses the public and falls on Ning Zhen.
She was wearing a light blue skirt, her white legs close together, her face looking out of the window, her ears slightly red.
He bent his lips, went over and sat down beside her.
The people in class seven are shouting and exploding inside. They are playing with their mobile phones and dare not look at them.
Chen Dongshu pushed the door and came in: "Hello, students, good afternoon!"
The students of class seven looked at the big guys all coming, and their hearts were a bit collapsed.
What the hell is this
It's more frightening than the teacher!
As soon as Chen Dongshu's eyes were swept, the little beauty by the window was so beautiful. She wore a skirt with a thin waist and long legs. She only showed her side face. She was a goddess.
The next second reaction is Ning Zhen
I have to say, my brother has a good eye.
It's a pity that the little beauty doesn't look at the elder brother.
It's also cruel.
"Rather Zhen, just two days don't know me? Say hello Lu Zhi picks an eyebrow and looks at her turn. As expected, her face is slightly red.
"Lu Zhi, won't you come?"
"Who told you I wasn't coming?" He had a bad smile. "Huh? Looking forward to my not coming? "
“…… No
He knew that the little counsellor was right and wrong, and his mouth went up.
"You still owe me something. I have to come."
Rather Zhen frown, can't remember to owe him what, before return his money he don't want, say or give a person, or don't give.
She had to choose not to.
He approached her and lowered his voice: "Ning Zhen, I have written 60000 words. Remember what you owe me? "
60000 words Sixty thousand
If I really like you ten thousand times, can you say I like you?
Ning Zhen, I like you.
If you write 10000 times, it will be 60000 words.
Lu Zhihe
She looked into his deep dark eyes and seemed to be quiet all around.
Her heart beat uncontrollably a little fast, and she couldn't tell if she was nervous or anything else.
His eyes full of smile: "hand will write disabled, love me, OK?"
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The sky was blue and cloudless, and the sultry feeling dissipated a little.
When the last bell of No.3 middle school rings, everyone's face shows a relaxed smile.
After the test, even if not immediately holiday, almost into the holiday.
Ning Zhen from the examination room back to the classroom, the classroom everywhere laughter, are discussing the summer vacation plan.
Xia Xiaoshi took out her magazine again and laughed while reading it. She was very devoted.
Ning Zhen's line of sight slightly moves forward, saw Lu Zhi.
When others are sitting lazily with long legs, they always have the air of resisting others thousands of miles away. Their eyes are very beautiful, but they are also indifferent.
He had a pink thing between his fingertips, thin lips and slightly crooked lips. It looked a little cold.
Ning Zhen approached, lightly swept an eye, pink envelope, should be a love letter.
She looked away faintly.
"Lu Zhi, give way. I'm going in."
He moved his legs slowly to make room for her.
But it only moved a little space. If she wanted to sit in, she had to go next to him. Ning Zhen raises an eye to see him, he just also sees to come over, the smile of the corner of the mouth is dense, in short is not what good mood.
Ning Zhen in the heart silently sighs a tone, try not to meet him to go toward inside.
The leg still inevitably touched his knee.
Lu Zhi didn't move, his eyes dropped slightly, and it happened to fall near her waist. It looked like she was in his arms. The heat and breath from her body are very warm and fragrant.
He pinched the letter with his fingers.
Ning Zhen in the end is to learn to dance, even if he deliberately create difficulties, she still squeezed in.
She was relieved and sat down. The pink love letter was put in front of her by Lu Zhi.
Clean paper, the lower right corner wrote two beautiful words - Ning Zhen.
So Is this a love letter for her?
She raised her eyes and looked at it with a little daze. Lu Zhi bent his lips: "why, don't you open it and have a look?"
The handwriting is very strange. In short, it's not Lu Zhi's too natural and uninhibited character.
Ning Zhen finally understand come over, someone write love letter to her, don't know how to land handle on. She had a headache when she thought about it. She picked up the letter and opened it.
The people around her moved faster, leaned over and took the letter from her hand.
"Don't look. There's nothing to see." He crumpled into a ball and stuffed it into his own desk without expression.
“……”
"Lu Zhi, can you stop being so naive?" Not only naive, but also precise.
He picks eyebrow, side head looks at her: "rather Zhen, you say who is childish?"
He's in a bad mood these days. She's already smart and sensitive, and she's already aware of it. Now she wants to laugh at his threatening and domineering appearance.
She pursed her lips.
"Do you believe a message from a naive man who kisses you here?"
Ning Zhen can't stand teasing, her face is slightly red: "how can you threaten people easily?" It's all these sentences back and forth.
"Don't you think I have a bad temper?" He suddenly close, dark eyes on her eyes, rather Zhen can't see his what mood.
He leaves too close, rather Zhen uneasy, leaning to the wall, but back against the wall, just found no way back.
She's a little flustered. I'm afraid the little bastard will kiss her here. Ning Zhen eyelash quivers, raise an eye to see him: "you don't come disorderly."
He laughed at her timidity. He wanted to mess with her, but she couldn't stand it.
All presumptuousness must be turned into restraint for her.
She doesn't like him because she has no heart.
He chuckled: "want to read a love letter, huh?"
"I don't want to see it. You stay away. It's in the classroom
"It's not good for me to write for you, what you want to see and write for you."
"I don't want it."
He resisted the impulse of pinching her cheek: "I wrote love letters to people for the first time since I was a child. No rejection."
He is so close, the air around him seems to be his breath, very clean fragrance. Lu Zhizhen didn't smoke any more. He quit smoking earlier than before.
She was a little dazed, and only when she recovered did she find that a lot of gossip's eyes were looking this way.
Ning Zhen small voice way: "that, that you want to write to write."
Anyway, don't lean any closer. Everyone is watching.
So the last self-study class, Ning Zhen is writing physics problems, the people next to him are writing love letters.
He lips corner smile: "rather Zhen, cover like what color?"
Song Baoyun keeps studying by himself. He sits on the platform and writes about his career plan. Occasionally, he looks down.
Ning Zhen wants to cover his mouth, low head, lip fretting, the voice is small, only they two can hear: "whatever you want."
He is partial uneasy: "rather Zhen, my words are poor, do you mind writing ten thousand times like you?""Lu Zhi, stop it."
"If I have written it ten thousand times, would you like me?"
Her heart beat and she turned to look at him.
The young man's eyes are clear and clear, and the teasing smile in his eyes is not scattered, but the color of seriousness is full of his eyes. It seems that he didn't expect her to see it. He dropped his eyes slightly. When he raised his eyes again, it was like a layer of mist, which made people unreal.
But it seems to have a bit cold eyes, can not hide shallow tension.
If I really like you ten thousand times, can you say I like you?
The air seemed to be quiet. She moved her eyes and suddenly didn't know how to answer.
It shouldn't be like this.
She actually wants to say, Lu Zhi, you don't like me.
Don't be so persistent.
The teachers gathered together to change the papers very quickly, and they got the results two days later.
Ning Zhen is really the first in class seven, ranking fourth in grade.
She was relieved when she got the result sheet, which was not far from the previous results. Ning Haiyuan and Xu qiancai would not doubt it.
Lu Zhi's report card is on the table. His fingers are on the table and his face is a little cold.
Forty three, in fact, is a rare good result for him.
But once people slack off for many years, it will be a bit difficult to work hard again.
They seem to be far away.
So far away that he's afraid he won't have time to hold on.
Ning Zhen is packing up her schoolbag. She has officially entered the holiday. The summer vacation of more than 40 days has filled the whole No.3 middle school with joy, but many feel sad.
The last vacation of senior two students also means that they are likely to be separated.
Wei Yijie stepped onto the platform and cleared his throat: "students, we are going to have a holiday soon. I hope you have a happy holiday. In addition, there will be a grade division at the beginning of school, and it is likely that we will not be classmates in the future. So I discussed with the teachers that the last dinner in class 7 will be held at the restaurant in Fanhua street at the weekend of this week. I hope everyone will come as far as possible. Later, I will send out a wish form. Students who are willing to go will sign their names on the paper, and I will go to book a place after school. "
Under a hiss, a boy asked with a smile: "monitor, Mr. Song, will they go?"
Wei Yijie nodded: "go, Mr. Song said several teachers will go."
The boy smacked his lips in disappointment. He thought that if the teacher didn't go, he could enjoy the carnival and feel like graduation. What's the point of the teacher going? Most of them can't even drink beer, they can only drink drinks, and they have to speak carefully.
All of a sudden, a lot of people were a little depressed.
The intention table is passed down from the first group.
When reaching Lu Zhi this table, he swept one eye, put Ning Zhen in front of.
Xia Xiaoshi patted Ning Zhen on the shoulder: "Zhen Zhen, are you going or not? Well, Mr. Song, they will go too. I'm sure I can't have a good time. Even if I don't have a table with the teachers, I don't dare to play any games. I don't want to go, but I'm afraid the teacher will not be happy if I don't go. "
Ning Zhen secretly takes a look at Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi leans lazily on the chair and plays games with earphones. His eyebrows are cold and his side face can't see any expression.
She was relieved. Well, fortunately, Lu Zhi should not go.
Today is the last time they are so close. There should be no connection between her and Lu Zhi when the third year of high school begins.
Ning Zhen unscrewed the pen cover and nodded: "go."
If she could, she would like to say thank you to Mr. Song in person. She was moved by the tolerance and trust song Baoyun gave her. There is no chance in my last life, but I should make it up in this life.
Black handwriting, beautiful to write Ning Zhen two words.
Will table to Xia Xiaoshi hands, she bit the pen hesitated: "then I also go."
If she doesn't go, the teacher thinks she has a problem. Besides, she can't go out on holiday. It's better to have dinner than at home.
The will table is passed down next to each other. Lu Zhi turns off the game interface and turns on his mobile phone.
[Chen Dongshu]
Chen Dongshu's second reply: "what's up, brother? 】
[when the watch reaches you, add my name]
"..."
In the back of the classroom.
Xiao Feng came to see: "what's the matter?"
"I don't know much about Zhige. He's going to class dinner." It's awkward for them to go to that kind of dinner party. If they really want to go out, it's better to ask a large group of people to go out. What's the point of having a meal there?
And If he really wants to go, why don't he write his own name.
Xiao Feng laughed the thief: "I promise Ning Zhen will go, believe it or not?"
"Letter." Chen Dongshu returned to Lu Zhi's news and laughed: "then we'll go too. It must be very interesting."
He super want to see, all the teachers are in, Lu Zhi can do something to Ning Zhen.
Can't you just have a meal?I always feel that the chief executive wants to make a big deal.
A group of mildewed and idle rich second generation, with the general mood of sightseeing, all signed their names at the back.
Ning Zhen take a deep breath, toes taut, began to press legs.
She turned on the mobile phone, a very gentle piece of light music, let people from the inner peace.
It seems that the soul is gradually calming down, and the memory of those previous lives seems to become very long. All the feelings like thrown into a samsara, was cleaned clean.
Fortunately, this is her 16-year-old body, young and soft. Her body instinct can help her control some basic movements.
She has been practicing basic skills these days, leg pressing, shoulder pressing, jumping
There is no big mirror in the room, no other equipment, and there are not enough conditions for pole training.
Everything can only be perceived by oneself.
The door is knocked, Ning Zhen Leng Leng, quickly shut the mobile phone. She had a thin sweat on her forehead and a little shortness of breath. Ning Zhen took out the paper towel to wipe, calm good breath, just opened the room door.
Xu Qian stands outside the room and smiles at her.
"May I come in?"
Ning Zhen nods.
"Zhen Zhen, although the aunt knows, these words shouldn't I say, but don't say I in the heart suffocate again afflictive. My aunt just wanted to ask you, "do you want to go back to your grandparents this holiday?"
Ning Zhen raises eyes, Xu Qian's eyes are very sincere, she explains: "Tang Zhuo vacation will go back to his grandfather there, I know you haven't been back for a long time, immediately senior three, into senior three free time is less, if you really want to accompany the elderly, and your father said. Your father looks very serious, but he cares about you very much. Your child is too good and sensible, and we don't know what we can do for you. If you want to go back, just talk to your father. "
Ning Zhen nodded: "thank you, aunt Xu. I see
Xu Qian said with a smile, "when you just had dinner, you said your class would have a dinner party, right? Dress up beautifully. Do you like the skirt I gave you last time? I think it must be beautiful on you. "
When Xu Qian was pregnant with Tang Zhuo, she wanted a daughter. How nice a daughter is, she can live like a little princess, warm and beautiful.
She really likes Ning Zhen, even if it's not her own, she can't help but feel pain as her daughter.
No one has discussed such a thing with her for many years.
Mom used to say when I was in, my family Zhen is really beautiful, wearing anything good-looking.
Ning Zhen heart warm, the corner of the mouth also took a smile: "well, the skirt is very good-looking, I like it very much."
She smiles clean and pretty, but also with children's general shy lovely, Xu qian can't help touching her hair.
Both were stunned.
Ning Zhen lightly a smile: "I wear that skirt to go."
Xu Qian also laughed.
Dinner set in the weekend, rather Zhen habit early.
According to the waiter's instructions, she went to the private room on the third floor.
Six or seven students are playing cards in it. They don't wear school uniforms any more. They are full of youth.
She pushed the door in and everyone was startled.
Someone patted his chest, relieved: "fortunately it's not a teacher, Ning Zhen, do you want to play together?"
Ning Zhen to them friendly smile, she shook her head: "I don't know, you play."
There is shuffling cards: "OK, OK, then you have time to help us see the teacher, come and tell us, so that we can take the cards."
Wei Yijie sat next to him, reading a book.
Ning Zhen came in, he raised his eyes to see an eye, face tiny red, and slowly become pale, in the heart dark sigh, continue to read.
Ning Zhen should them, go to the window to sit down.
Just in midsummer, there are few pedestrians outside. In this corner, you can see the traffic on the street and the people walking into the restaurant.
The air conditioner in the private room is on, which is very cool and insulates the dry heat outside.
She supported her chin and felt comfortable.
Some people came one after another. Some were chatting and others were watching the game.
Ningzhen looked at the next time, there are 20 minutes, it is estimated that the teachers are coming.
A drooping eyes of Kung Fu, and then lift eyes, downstairs appeared a few laughing boys.
Lu Zhi walked in front of him. The sun was shining. He looked a little lazy. His neckline was slightly open. He was tall and long legged. In a few steps, he went into the restaurant. Chen Dongshu and they were still fighting and making noise behind him.
She suddenly got up.
The movement scared the players in the private room. They quickly received the cards: "Crouching trough, is the teacher here?"
Ning Zhen is a little embarrassed: "no, it's not. I'm sorry
She blushed slightly. She was just a little surprised. Lu zhimingming didn't write his name. She thought he wouldn't come.
Like a stone thrown into a calm lake, it's hard for her not to feel uneasy.
Lu Zhi opened the door and there was a moment of silence in the private room.
His eyes fell on him secretly, and he was a little confused Ah, what's the matter? Lu Zhi unexpectedly came to have dinner with the class?Wei Yijie took a look and dropped his eyes.
He received the wish form, and naturally knew that all these muddleheaded people in the class would come.
The card players can't play any more.
Well I always feel that doing something handsome in front of a real big man is like pretending to be a kid.
Anyway, it's almost time. Just take the cards.
Lu Zhi's vision crosses the public and falls on Ning Zhen.
She was wearing a light blue skirt, her white legs close together, her face looking out of the window, her ears slightly red.
He bent his lips, went over and sat down beside her.
The people in class seven are shouting and exploding inside. They are playing with their mobile phones and dare not look at them.
Chen Dongshu pushed the door and came in: "Hello, students, good afternoon!"
The students of class seven looked at the big guys all coming, and their hearts were a bit collapsed.
What the hell is this
It's more frightening than the teacher!
As soon as Chen Dongshu's eyes were swept, the little beauty by the window was so beautiful. She wore a skirt with a thin waist and long legs. She only showed her side face. She was a goddess.
The next second reaction is Ning Zhen
I have to say, my brother has a good eye.
It's a pity that the little beauty doesn't look at the elder brother.
It's also cruel.
"Rather Zhen, just two days don't know me? Say hello Lu Zhi picks an eyebrow and looks at her turn. As expected, her face is slightly red.
"Lu Zhi, won't you come?"
"Who told you I wasn't coming?" He had a bad smile. "Huh? Looking forward to my not coming? "
“…… No
He knew that the little counsellor was right and wrong, and his mouth went up.
"You still owe me something. I have to come."
Rather Zhen frown, can't remember to owe him what, before return his money he don't want, say or give a person, or don't give.
She had to choose not to.
He approached her and lowered his voice: "Ning Zhen, I have written 60000 words. Remember what you owe me? "
60000 words Sixty thousand
If I really like you ten thousand times, can you say I like you?
Ning Zhen, I like you.
If you write 10000 times, it will be 60000 words.
Lu Zhihe
She looked into his deep dark eyes and seemed to be quiet all around.
Her heart beat uncontrollably a little fast, and she couldn't tell if she was nervous or anything else.
His eyes full of smile: "hand will write disabled, love me, OK?"
The sky was blue and cloudless, and the sultry feeling dissipated a little. When the last bell of No.3 middle school rings, everyone's face shows a relaxed smile. After the test, even if not immediately holiday, almost into the holiday. Ning Zhen from the examination room back to the classroom, the classroom everywhere laughter, are discussing the summer vacation plan. Xia Xiaoshi took out her magazine again and laughed while reading it. She was very devoted. Ning Zhen's line of sight slightly moves forward, saw Lu Zhi. When others are sitting lazily with long legs, they always have the air of resisting others thousands of miles away. Their eyes are very beautiful, but they are also indifferent. He had a pink thing between his fingertips, thin lips and slightly crooked lips. It looked a little cold. Ning Zhen approached, lightly swept an eye, pink envelope, should be a love letter. She looked away faintly. "Lu Zhi, give way. I'm going in." He moved his legs slowly to make room for her. But it only moved a little space. If she wanted to sit in, she had to go next to him. Ning Zhen raises an eye to see him, he just also sees to come over, the smile of the corner of the mouth is dense, in short is not what good mood. Ning Zhen in the heart silently sighs a tone, try not to meet him to go toward inside. The leg still inevitably touched his knee. Lu Zhi didn't move, his eyes dropped slightly, and it happened to fall near her waist. It looked like she was in his arms. The heat and breath from her body are very warm and fragrant. He pinched the letter with his fingers. Ning Zhen in the end is to learn to dance, even if he deliberately create difficulties, she still squeezed in. She was relieved and sat down. The pink love letter was put in front of her by Lu Zhi. Clean paper, the lower right corner wrote two beautiful words - Ning Zhen. So Is this a love letter for her? She raised her eyes and looked at it with a little daze. Lu Zhi bent his lips: "why, don't you open it and have a look?" The handwriting is very strange. In short, it's not Lu Zhi's too natural and uninhibited character. Ning Zhen finally understand come over, someone write love letter to her, don't know how to land handle on. She had a headache when she thought about it. She picked up the letter and opened it. The people around her moved faster, leaned over and took the letter from her hand. "Don't look. There's nothing to see." He crumpled into a ball and stuffed it into his own desk without expression. "Lu Zhi, can you stop being so naive?" Not only naive, but also precise. He picks eyebrow, side head looks at her: "rather Zhen, you say who is childish?" He's in a bad mood these days. She's already smart and sensitive, and she's already aware of it. Now she wants to laugh at his threatening and domineering appearance. She pursed her lips. "Do you believe a message from a naive man who kisses you here?" Ning Zhen can't stand teasing, her face is slightly red: "how can you threaten people easily?" It's all these sentences back and forth. "Don't you think I have a bad temper?" He suddenly close, dark eyes on her eyes, rather Zhen can't see his what mood. He leaves too close, rather Zhen uneasy, leaning to the wall, but back against the wall, just found no way back. She's a little flustered. I'm afraid the little bastard will kiss her here. Ning Zhen eyelash quivers, raise an eye to see him: "you don't come disorderly." He laughed at her timidity. He wanted to mess with her, but she couldn't stand it. All presumptuousness must be turned into restraint for her. She doesn't like him because she has no heart. He chuckled: "want to read a love letter, huh?" "I don't want to see it. You stay away. It's in the classroom "It's not good for me to write for you, what you want to see and write for you." "I don't want it." He resisted the impulse of pinching her cheek: "I wrote love letters to people for the first time since I was a child. No rejection." He is so close, the air around him seems to be his breath, very clean fragrance. Lu Zhizhen didn't smoke any more. He quit smoking earlier than before. She was a little dazed, and only when she recovered did she find that a lot of gossip's eyes were looking this way. Ning Zhen small voice way: "that, that you want to write to write." Anyway, don't lean any closer. Everyone is watching. So the last self-study class, Ning Zhen is writing physics problems, the people next to him are writing love letters. He lips corner smile: "rather Zhen, cover like what color?" Song Baoyun keeps studying by himself. He sits on the platform and writes about his career plan. Occasionally, he looks down. Ning Zhen wants to cover his mouth, low head, lip fretting, the voice is small, only they two can hear: "whatever you want." He is partial uneasy: "rather Zhen, my words are poor, do you mind writing ten thousand times like you?""Lu Zhi, stop it." "If I have written it ten thousand times, would you like me?" Her heart beat and she turned to look at him. The young man's eyes are clear and clear, and the teasing smile in his eyes is not scattered, but the color of seriousness is full of his eyes. It seems that he didn't expect her to see it. He dropped his eyes slightly. When he raised his eyes again, it was like a layer of mist, which made people unreal. But it seems to have a bit cold eyes, can not hide shallow tension. If I really like you ten thousand times, can you say I like you? The air seemed to be quiet. She moved her eyes and suddenly didn't know how to answer. It shouldn't be like this. She actually wants to say, Lu Zhi, you don't like me. Don't be so persistent. The teachers gathered together to change the papers very quickly, and they got the results two days later. Ning Zhen is really the first in class seven, ranking fourth in grade. She was relieved when she got the result sheet, which was not far from the previous results. Ning Haiyuan and Xu qiancai would not doubt it. Lu Zhi's report card is on the table. His fingers are on the table and his face is a little cold. Forty three, in fact, is a rare good result for him. But once people slack off for many years, it will be a bit difficult to work hard again. They seem to be far away. So far away that he's afraid he won't have time to hold on. Ning Zhen is packing up her schoolbag. She has officially entered the holiday. The summer vacation of more than 40 days has filled the whole No.3 middle school with joy, but many feel sad. The last vacation of senior two students also means that they are likely to be separated. Wei Yijie stepped onto the platform and cleared his throat: "students, we are going to have a holiday soon. I hope you have a happy holiday. In addition, there will be a grade division at the beginning of school, and it is likely that we will not be classmates in the future. So I discussed with the teachers that the last dinner in class 7 will be held at the restaurant in Fanhua street at the weekend of this week. I hope everyone will come as far as possible. Later, I will send out a wish form. Students who are willing to go will sign their names on the paper, and I will go to book a place after school. " Under a hiss, a boy asked with a smile: "monitor, Mr. Song, will they go?" Wei Yijie nodded: "go, Mr. Song said several teachers will go." The boy smacked his lips in disappointment. He thought that if the teacher didn't go, he could enjoy the carnival and feel like graduation. What's the point of the teacher going? Most of them can't even drink beer, they can only drink drinks, and they have to speak carefully. All of a sudden, a lot of people were a little depressed. The intention table is passed down from the first group. When reaching Lu Zhi this table, he swept one eye, put Ning Zhen in front of. Xia Xiaoshi patted Ning Zhen on the shoulder: "Zhen Zhen, are you going or not? Well, Mr. Song, they will go too. I'm sure I can't have a good time. Even if I don't have a table with the teachers, I don't dare to play any games. I don't want to go, but I'm afraid the teacher will not be happy if I don't go. " Ning Zhen secretly takes a look at Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi leans lazily on the chair and plays games with earphones. His eyebrows are cold and his side face can't see any expression. She was relieved. Well, fortunately, Lu Zhi should not go. Today is the last time they are so close. There should be no connection between her and Lu Zhi when the third year of high school begins. Ning Zhen unscrewed the pen cover and nodded: "go." If she could, she would like to say thank you to Mr. Song in person. She was moved by the tolerance and trust song Baoyun gave her. There is no chance in my last life, but I should make it up in this life. Black handwriting, beautiful to write Ning Zhen two words. Will table to Xia Xiaoshi hands, she bit the pen hesitated: "then I also go." If she doesn't go, the teacher thinks she has a problem. Besides, she can't go out on holiday. It's better to have dinner than at home. The will table is passed down next to each other. Lu Zhi turns off the game interface and turns on his mobile phone. Chen Dongshu Chen Dongshu's second reply: "what's up, brother? when the watch reaches you, add my name "..." In the back of the classroom. Xiao Feng came to see: "what's the matter?" "I don't know much about Zhige. He's going to class dinner." It's awkward for them to go to that kind of dinner party. If they really want to go out, it's better to ask a large group of people to go out. What's the point of having a meal there? And If he really wants to go, why don't he write his own name. Xiao Feng laughed the thief: "I promise Ning Zhen will go, believe it or not?" "Letter." Chen Dongshu returned to Lu Zhi's news and laughed: "then we'll go too. It must be very interesting." He super want to see, all the teachers are in, Lu Zhi can do something to Ning Zhen. Can't you just have a meal?I always feel that the chief executive wants to make a big deal. A group of mildewed and idle rich second generation, with the general mood of sightseeing, all signed their names at the back. Ning Zhen take a deep breath, toes taut, began to press legs. She turned on the mobile phone, a very gentle piece of light music, let people from the inner peace. It seems that the soul is gradually calming down, and the memory of those previous lives seems to become very long. All the feelings like thrown into a samsara, was cleaned clean. Fortunately, this is her 16-year-old body, young and soft. Her body instinct can help her control some basic movements. She has been practicing basic skills these days, leg pressing, shoulder pressing, jumping There is no big mirror in the room, no other equipment, and there are not enough conditions for pole training. Everything can only be perceived by oneself. The door is knocked, Ning Zhen Leng Leng, quickly shut the mobile phone. She had a thin sweat on her forehead and a little shortness of breath. Ning Zhen took out the paper towel to wipe, calm good breath, just opened the room door. Xu Qian stands outside the room and smiles at her. "May I come in?" Ning Zhen nods. "Zhen Zhen, although the aunt knows, these words shouldn't I say, but don't say I in the heart suffocate again afflictive. My aunt just wanted to ask you, "do you want to go back to your grandparents this holiday?" Ning Zhen raises eyes, Xu Qian's eyes are very sincere, she explains: "Tang Zhuo vacation will go back to his grandfather there, I know you haven't been back for a long time, immediately senior three, into senior three free time is less, if you really want to accompany the elderly, and your father said. Your father looks very serious, but he cares about you very much. Your child is too good and sensible, and we don't know what we can do for you. If you want to go back, just talk to your father. " Ning Zhen nodded: "thank you, aunt Xu. I see Xu Qian said with a smile, "when you just had dinner, you said your class would have a dinner party, right? Dress up beautifully. Do you like the skirt I gave you last time? I think it must be beautiful on you. " When Xu Qian was pregnant with Tang Zhuo, she wanted a daughter. How nice a daughter is, she can live like a little princess, warm and beautiful. She really likes Ning Zhen, even if it's not her own, she can't help but feel pain as her daughter. No one has discussed such a thing with her for many years. Mom used to say when I was in, my family Zhen is really beautiful, wearing anything good-looking. Ning Zhen heart warm, the corner of the mouth also took a smile: "well, the skirt is very good-looking, I like it very much." She smiles clean and pretty, but also with children's general shy lovely, Xu qian can't help touching her hair. Both were stunned. Ning Zhen lightly a smile: "I wear that skirt to go." Xu Qian also laughed. Dinner set in the weekend, rather Zhen habit early. According to the waiter's instructions, she went to the private room on the third floor. Six or seven students are playing cards in it. They don't wear school uniforms any more. They are full of youth. She pushed the door in and everyone was startled. Someone patted his chest, relieved: "fortunately it's not a teacher, Ning Zhen, do you want to play together?" Ning Zhen to them friendly smile, she shook her head: "I don't know, you play." There is shuffling cards: "OK, OK, then you have time to help us see the teacher, come and tell us, so that we can take the cards." Wei Yijie sat next to him, reading a book. Ning Zhen came in, he raised his eyes to see an eye, face tiny red, and slowly become pale, in the heart dark sigh, continue to read. Ning Zhen should them, go to the window to sit down. Just in midsummer, there are few pedestrians outside. In this corner, you can see the traffic on the street and the people walking into the restaurant. The air conditioner in the private room is on, which is very cool and insulates the dry heat outside. She supported her chin and felt comfortable. Some people came one after another. Some were chatting and others were watching the game. Ningzhen looked at the next time, there are 20 minutes, it is estimated that the teachers are coming. A drooping eyes of Kung Fu, and then lift eyes, downstairs appeared a few laughing boys. Lu Zhi walked in front of him. The sun was shining. He looked a little lazy. His neckline was slightly open. He was tall and long legged. In a few steps, he went into the restaurant. Chen Dongshu and they were still fighting and making noise behind him. She suddenly got up. The movement scared the players in the private room. They quickly received the cards: "Crouching trough, is the teacher here?" Ning Zhen is a little embarrassed: "no, it's not. I'm sorry She blushed slightly. She was just a little surprised. Lu zhimingming didn't write his name. She thought he wouldn't come. Like a stone thrown into a calm lake, it's hard for her not to feel uneasy. Lu Zhi opened the door and there was a moment of silence in the private room. His eyes fell on him secretly, and he was a little confused Ah, what's the matter? Lu Zhi unexpectedly came to have dinner with the class?Wei Yijie took a look and dropped his eyes. He received the wish form, and naturally knew that all these muddleheaded people in the class would come. The card players can't play any more. Well I always feel that doing something handsome in front of a real big man is like pretending to be a kid. Anyway, it's almost time. Just take the cards. Lu Zhi's vision crosses the public and falls on Ning Zhen. She was wearing a light blue skirt, her white legs close together, her face looking out of the window, her ears slightly red. He bent his lips, went over and sat down beside her. The people in class seven are shouting and exploding inside. They are playing with their mobile phones and dare not look at them. Chen Dongshu pushed the door and came in: "Hello, students, good afternoon!" The students of class seven looked at the big guys all coming, and their hearts were a bit collapsed. What the hell is this It's more frightening than the teacher! As soon as Chen Dongshu's eyes were swept, the little beauty by the window was so beautiful. She wore a skirt with a thin waist and long legs. She only showed her side face. She was a goddess. The next second reaction is Ning Zhen I have to say, my brother has a good eye. It's a pity that the little beauty doesn't look at the elder brother. It's also cruel. "Rather Zhen, just two days don't know me? Say hello Lu Zhi picks an eyebrow and looks at her turn. As expected, her face is slightly red. "Lu Zhi, won't you come?" "Who told you I wasn't coming?" He had a bad smile. "Huh? Looking forward to my not coming? " No He knew that the little counsellor was right and wrong, and his mouth went up. "You still owe me something. I have to come." Rather Zhen frown, can't remember to owe him what, before return his money he don't want, say or give a person, or don't give. She had to choose not to. He approached her and lowered his voice: "Ning Zhen, I have written 60000 words. Remember what you owe me? " 60000 words Sixty thousand If I really like you ten thousand times, can you say I like you? Ning Zhen, I like you. If you write 10000 times, it will be 60000 words. Lu Zhihe She looked into his deep dark eyes and seemed to be quiet all around. Her heart beat uncontrollably a little fast, and she couldn't tell if she was nervous or anything else. His eyes full of smile: "hand will write disabled, love me, OK?"
