Our Secret (Secret In The Lattice)

Chapter 48

    While turning his pen, Zhou Si Yue wrote the answer on the paper smoothly, without wanting to say: "Yes, but boys usually fight when they are uncomfortable." 

    "...Do you also fight?" 

    Zhou Si Yue didn't raise his eyelids, and replied without hesitation: "Yes. "

    A man with such a high tolerance can also fight? Ding Xian found it unbelievable. What kind of thing would arouse his desire to fight?

    As a result, Zhou Si Yue said indifferently: "When I was a child, I talked to Jiang Chen . Fighting, don't look at Jiang Chen like this, when he was a child, he was eager to owe Bian. "

 "   ...Now it's also very ugly." 

    Ding Xian was dissatisfied.

    Zhou Si Yue smiled more and more: "Still holding grudges?" Okay, next time I ask him to invite you to dinner. "

    "Forget it, I'm not familiar with him again." 

    Zhou Si Yue said, his eyes returned to the paper, "All right. "

    End the conversation.

     In the second Chinese class in the afternoon, Ding Xian went to Zhan Wenli to get back the workbooks of the classmates after the first class. The office door was hidden. As soon as she reached out and knocked on the door, she heard a rustle coming from inside. It seemed that it was not the time to go in. She turned to the side, and when she turned around, she heard--

    "You want to participate in the competition?" 

    The mathematics teacher looked at the boy standing in front of him wearing a long dress and long sleeves.

    He Xingwen nodded.

    He Xingwen’s grades are very clear to Yang Weitao. He is top-notch in physical chemistry and Chinese. In comparison, mathematics and English are weak, and Yang Weitao is choosing People will also go through many considerations. Zhou Si Yue, who is talented and has more time, is definitely the first choice.

    "Do you still have energy? In fact, He Xingwen, we don't have to take the road of competition. Now you are more comprehensive and average for your convenience, and you can get into a good university by taking the college entrance examination. "

    Ding Xian squatted.

    How to say it, Zhou Si Yue just doesn't learn it. If he gets serious, there is no such thing as He Xingwen first.

    He Xingwen actually has no energy, but he has a very good personality. He always feels that what other people can do, why he can't do it, he doesn't think he is stupid than others.

    "Teacher, I want to participate."

    He Xingwen said firmly.

    Yang Weitao didn't know where the kid was so excited, he held his forehead a little helplessly: "It's a waste of time to participate in competitions. Maybe it will take up your time to study other subjects in the future. Are you okay?"

    "It's okay, Zhou Si Yue, The more you can, my grades are better than him, why can't I."

    Yang Weitao suddenly gave him a meaningful look, and finally nodded: "Have you had the foundation before?"

    He Xingwen shook his head.

    Yang Weitao took a few chapters and handed it over: "Make these chapters first, and show them to me tomorrow."

    Before He Xingwen came out, Ding Xian hurriedly walked to the corner of the stairs and pretended to have just gone upstairs. He Xingwen was rolling up a stack of papers. He hurriedly walked over without looking at her, passing by her like a gust of wind.

    Ding Xian took out the workbook and ran into He Xingwen again at the door of the classroom. He seemed to have just returned from the toilet, with the paper still in his hand, and walking in a hurry.

    Ding Xian was holding a large stack of homework notebooks. He Xingwen didn't know what he was thinking. As if he hadn't seen her, he rushed over to her straight up. Ding Xian didn't stop the car, and the two ran into each other head-on.

    "Wow--" With a sound, the paper book was scattered all over the ground.

    She sat down on the floor with a piercing pain, and the pain made her grin. She couldn't help but breathe, her face was hideous and ugly without even thinking about it.

    Zhou Si Yue and Song Ziqi were talking about the finished NBA game. The two turned their heads and saw a four-legged Ding Xian. Then they smiled and shook their shoulders together.

    Ding Xian leaned back on the ground, gritted her teeth with pain: "Smile."

    Zhou Si Yue: "Song Ziqi, what are you laughing at."

    Song Ziqi: "You have planted so much?"

    He Xingwen picked up the paper on the ground and left without saying a word.

    When the two sharp-eyed boys saw him, Zhou Si Yue had no expression. Song Ziqi said, "He wants to participate in the competition?"

    Young Master Zhou is not interested in anyone participating in the competition.

    He had laughed enough before he stood up and pulled Ding Xian up on the ground, not very gentle, he just pulled her arm up directly, and the boy's warm palm passed through her thin undershirt, warm and dry. He want to help her pick up the book all on the table, he said: "?? Served you, it can fall, why go so anxious not to send you to the infirmary to see"

    Ding Xian pain in the ass, wanted Knead, but felt unsightly, and could only endure, her face turned red and white, waved her hand, ready to get up to hand out the workbook.

    Zhou Si Yue pushed her back, "Sit down."

    "You want to send it for me?"

    Ding Xian was surprised.

    Zhou Si Yue just stuffed things into Song Ziqi's arms, and commanded skillfully: "You send it."

    "..."

    " Fuck , you pick up girl, why do you want me to send it for you?"

    As a result, he was kicked by Zhou Si Yue.

    Turning over , "What nonsense." Ding Xian was irritated by Song Ziqi's words "pick up" and couldn't help blushing.

    It turned out that she was still a girl in front of Zhou Si Yue?

    As a result, she heard someone sneer, "What kind of girl is she?"

    "..."

    Ding Xian took back the workbook, gritted her teeth and said: "I'll do it myself."

When the words fell, a warm voice sounded behind him:

    " Let me help you."

    Ding Xian turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Liu Xiaofeng, a enthusiastic guy who had just returned from the teacher's office, standing at the door, scratching his head and smiling at her foolishly.