This quick wear is a bit sweet

370 Who Am I 8
Xunguang didn't say anything, just kept eating the fried noodles, and when Chen Qiu came over with fried noodles and fried rice again, she had already put down her chopsticks, stood up and was about to leave.

Chen Qiu looked at He Yuanyuan and said honestly, "Shall I see you off by bicycle?"

He Yuanyuan said: "No, I have to go back to digest food, otherwise I will gain weight, goodbye."

She pulled Xunguang out the door, and pinched Xunguang severely: "Okay, you bastard, don't tell me such a big thing, tell me quickly, how did you know the famous Song Shi, I I heard he is a mysterious figure."

Xunguang was pinched by her with tears in his eyes, and told her everything.

He Yuanyuan said: "He hasn't confessed to you yet. Let me tell you, you can't confess first. It's a matter of dignity. If you confess first, you will lose the opportunity and be caught by him."

Xunguang didn't know what she understood from the magazine, "It's okay for them to be idle, why are you so idle?"

He Yuanyuan took a careful look at Xunguang, and suddenly said: "Sister-in-law, don't you already like him?"

A string in Xunguang's mind "hummed".

The system agrees, otherwise why wake up at 05:30.

Xunguang said: "I'll go back, you go to school first."

He Yuanyuan was very measured and rarely interfered with Xun Guang's family affairs, and they soon parted ways.

When Xunguang went home, Li Hua and Su Jianguo were not there. No matter whether Xunguang came back to eat or not, he didn't cook. In their opinion, five yuan was enough to feed a child for a day.

If they didn't get up in the morning to cook, maybe they wouldn't even give five yuan a day. After all, Li Hua said that with five yuan a day, she can do a lot of things.

Xunguang touched the school uniform on the balcony. Because it was made of fleece, it dried very slowly. She found a single school uniform and put it on. She wore three sweaters inside and brushed the down jacket again before carrying the bag. out the door.

The afternoon class was uneventful. Xun Guang looked at the key high school knowledge points found by the system. After comparing them, he discovered that the teacher had just gone over the key points.

This is probably the difference between the provincial key high school and the high school below them.

After class, He Yuanyuan and Xun Guang walked out of the school and said, "It seems that day students will also have to study in the evening next semester. My dad won't let me go. There are more hooligans than students in the city at night."

These hooligans were not all hooligans, more than half of them were students from vocational high schools and No. [-] middle schools. They were not only idle, but also full of energy.

Xunguang thought about it and didn't get up to the end of the night's self-study. It was only practiced for less than a month. Not to mention the fights, the most important thing was that a girl disappeared.

"It won't last long."

"I hope. Is it cold for you to wear it this way? I'll bring you my school uniform tomorrow. I don't wear it anyway. Do you want to return this down jacket to Song Shi?"

It is not compulsory to wear school uniforms in winter.

"Thank you."

"What is the relationship between the two of us, why do you say thank you, I will go with you, hehe, help you check."

Xun Guang said: "I'm not going to No. [-] Middle School. His studio is at the paper mill. Don't go there. It takes an hour to come back and forth."

If He Yuanyuan didn't get home within an hour, her parents would probably call the police urgently.

He Yuanyuan said: "Yes, there will be opportunities in the future, right, sister-in-law."

Xun Guang pinched her face and said, "Go back, Miss."

He Yuanyuan giggled, opened her hand, and told girls to be reserved before running home.

Xun Guang was carrying his schoolbag and looking at the street lights slowly turning on, his heart was ignited little by little.

Listening to English, she arrived at Song Shi's studio, but there was no one knocking on the door, so she hung the bag on the doorknob, thought for a while, and then took out a pen and paper from her bag, "Thank you, but the paint hasn't been brushed."

Before I finished writing, a head came over: "It's oil paint, and it's difficult to remove it with washing powder."

Xun Guang was startled and dropped the note in his hand to the ground.

Song Shi picked up the note and said, "Have you ever practiced calligraphy? The calligraphy is beautiful."

Xunguang shook his head.

She didn't expect that Song Shi would appear here at this time, and be so close, she could even smell the smell of turpentine on him.

He lowered his head to take out the keys, his posture was elegant and calm, and his eyes were slightly drooped, looking innocent and melancholy.

Xun Guang was fascinated by watching, and he didn't come back to his senses until Song Shi opened the door.

"Come in, it's cold outside," Song Shi raised the bag in his hand, "Please eat instant noodles, don't you mind?"

Xunguang entered the room with the air conditioner turned on. It seemed that Song Shi just went out to buy instant noodles, but Song Shi walked in front of her and turned over the drawing board calmly.

"Do you eat onions?"

Xun Guang came to his senses and said, "I'll do it."

"You underestimate me too much," Song Shi entered the well-equipped kitchen: "It will warm up for a while and wait to eat. You can sit on the sofa. There are snacks on the coffee table. You can eat some first."

Xun Guang carefully moved a long pirate-like plaster away from the sofa, sat down on the sofa, and took a look at the snacks on the coffee table. There was everything in the mess, including spicy strips.

Hearing the sound of frying eggs coming from the kitchen, she simply took out her math book and solved a problem.

Of the two solutions, she could only think of one. What was the other one?
The system glanced at it and said: "This should be super-class. I think the second solution in the correct answer should be learned only in the second year of high school."

Xunguang: "I've already been a sophomore in high school."

system:"."

When I didn't say it.

She bit the tip of the pen, cleared the distracting thoughts in her mind, and went through the knowledge points in her mind over and over again.

When Song Shi came out of the kitchen, he saw Xun Xun sitting on the ground with his bare legs, his homework on the coffee table, and was deep in thought.

She had teeth marks on the tip of the pen, her eyes were bright, like an old monk in meditation, and he didn't even notice when he came out.

Soon, she relaxed her brows and started counting on the paper.

Song Shi likes the concentration and courage in Xunguang.

This kind of courage was something he didn't have, and Xunguang became a light bulb in this gloom, bright and majestic, illuminating people's hearts with shame.

"Ah," Xun Guang looked up and saw Song Shi looking at her with two bowls of noodles, and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I tend to get like this when I do math problems."

She stood up, put away her homework, and put the noodles on the coffee table while watching Song Shi.

There is no table in the room.

Song Shi said with a smile: "Gap, I feel sleepy after reading a book, and I can't wake up even if I scream. Let's eat noodles, and I will get soft after waiting."

Xunguang looked at the instant noodles on the coffee table.

An egg, chopped green onions and put it in, probably because Xunguang came, and threw two quick-frozen fish balls into it.

When you bite into it, you can see the kind of fish balls that are completely filled with flour.

He didn't talk much while eating, and Xun Guang did the same. After the two of them finished eating instant noodles, Xun Guang had to wash the dishes.

Song Shi stopped her and said, "Don't be busy, you can go back, it will be dark any later."

Actually it's getting dark now.

He opened the door and took a look, tore off a piece of drawing paper and wrote down his phone number, saying: "Call me if you have anything to do, let's go, I won't see you off."

Xunguang took the piece of drawing paper, nodded and left, not knowing whether it was the bowl of instant noodles or the phone call, her heart was full, and her irritable heart calmed down instantly.

Song Shi watched her disappear in the corridor, then turned around and went back to the room, cleaned up the dishes, and looked at the tea table, a piece of sketch paper was full of formulas.

They were all numbers and symbols that he could not understand.

And there is a line of very small characters in the middle of the number, which I probably couldn't figure out, so I wrote it temporarily.

"Come on, run!"

(End of this chapter)