After the tenth day of the 10th day of the lunar month, the first part of the large-scale disaster film "School starts! School starts!" was staged one after another, and the second part of the large-scale disaster film "Supplement homework! Homework!" was staged throughout the country.

Qi Ying didn't have this trouble. She liked to go to school and completed her homework very well.

In the first season of spring, the weather is still chilly, but the branches on the street have sprouted new buds, with a little yellow and green, and people are in a better mood.

After arriving at school, teachers from various subjects arranged for the class representative to collect homework. Qi Ying had a good personality, and those students who were still pursuing history homework asked her to give her a little more grace, but she agreed.

Yue Li distributed the specialties she brought back from her grandparents' house in the country to her classmates around the seats. Qi Ying liked the bag of apricot candied fruit she gave her very much. It was made by Yue Li himself. She covered it for a winter, sour, sweet, crisp and delicious, and it was many times better than what was sold outside.

She had eaten half of it and couldn't bear to finish it. She sealed the cut and rolled it up and put it in her school uniform pocket.

Yue Li ate too well during the Chinese New Year, and several acne appeared on her forehead. She lay on the table and squeezed the acne in front of the mirror while asking Qi Ying: "Yingying, you can hear it last semester, so can you speak this semester? I want to hear your voice very much, it must be very good!"

Qi Yingjing's bright eyes darkened.

During the Chinese New Year, my uncle took her to a psychological clinic three times. The test results of the psychologist who had been treating her were all shown to be good, but she still couldn't make a sound.

She went to the bathroom after coming out of the clinic. When she came back, she heard a heavy voice from the psychologist outside the door and told her uncle that it was rare for her to be like this and she might not be able to speak in the future.

My uncle didn't tell her this, and after coming out, he smiled and comforted her that she would get better soon. Without saying it, Qi Ying pretended not to hear it.

But after she went back, every night before going to bed, she would stand in front of the dressing mirror and practice her voice over and over again.

But it's useless.

Qi Ying knew that it was this physical problem.

Just as this body resists recalling everything about parents, it also resists talking.

She didn't know what to do.

Seeing her dejected look, Yue Li quickly put away the small mirror, pressed the place where the pimples on her forehead with paper, and leaned over to comfort her: "It's okay, Yingying, if you can't tell this semester, you can't tell this semester, if you can't tell this semester, you can't tell this semester, if you can't tell this semester, you can't tell this semester, then you can't tell this semester! I believe you can definitely recover before graduation!"

Qi Ying cheered up and smiled at this little sun deskmate.

There were basically no classes in the morning, and they were collecting homework to hold class meetings. During class in the afternoon, Liu Qinghua suddenly thought of something and stood on the podium and announced: "From tomorrow, the school resumes intercourse exercises, and they must go. If they don't go, they will be deducted for class points."

There was a wail in the classroom.

When winter came last semester, the school was considerate of the students and did not let them drink cold winds in the playground in the cold weather. It was very humanely cancelled the intercourse between classes. I thought it would not happen in the future, but I didn’t expect that the semester would resume as soon as the school started.

Liu Qinghua used a blackboard brush to pat the podium: "Quiet! The school is not for your physical fitness! I hurried in the classroom every day without exercising, and I would faint if I took the exam. I was prone to colds in spring, so I had to exercise more!"

The class monitor Chen Mengjie thought of something and raised her hand and asked: "Teacher Liu, is it our class's turn to lead the dance this semester?"

Leading dance refers to students who stand on the front stage during the radio gymnastics and take all the students in the school to do breaks. There are a total of four people, two of them in the first and second year of high school, and one batch will be replaced in half a semester.

Generally, they are cultural and sports committee members of each class, with their figures and appearances marked and their movements are standard, which is even more eye-catching than the national flag class.

Liu Qinghua nodded: "Yes, our class and Class 13. But the cultural and sports committee member of Class 13 caught a cold, and two people came out of our class." She glanced over the lower part and called out: "Zhao Dunan, Qi Ying, you two prepare for it, do you still remember the movements?"

Zhao Dunan knew from the beginning that he would definitely lead the dance, and his face was filled with smug joy. Suddenly, when he heard Qi Ying's name, his smile froze and his teeth almost broke.

Why are there such disabled people everywhere?

But she was afraid of Ji Rang, and she didn't dare to bully Qi Ying again after that, and she could only endure it even if she was angry.

Qi Ying was also surprised when she heard her name. She didn't know why she became the leader.

Liu Qinghua did not explain, and directly ended the topic and passed the new paper down: "Put it all away, the school starts the test, let me see if you are just playing during the winter vacation."

There was another wailing sound below.

Liu Qinghua looked at Qi Ying, who was obediently putting her book to prepare for the exam, and sighed silently in his heart.

Yesterday, Yu Cheng called her and briefly told her about Qi Ying's situation. Although the little girl looked like an ordinary person, she could not speak, which showed that psychological trauma was still accumulated deep in her heart.

Yu Zhuo asked her to take care of Qi Ying more so that she could get in touch with the crowd more and open her heart as soon as possible.

Liu Qinghua also likes Qi Ying from the bottom of his heart. The little girl is unwilling to go out, so she pushes her. It takes courage and confidence to go on stage to lead a dance, which is what Qi Ying lacks the most at present.

But if she handed this task to her, she would definitely complete it as seriously as before. I hope that the courage accumulated over and over again will eventually become the source of her strength to speak.

Yue Li was even more excited than Qi Ying, so she leaned over to bite her ear after class: "Yingying! You have to dance well! You must compare Zhao Dunan and kill her in front of all the classmates in the school!"

Qi Ying blinked in confusion, as if saying: Is it so exaggerated?

Yue Li nodded: "Of course! Think about it, there are more than 3,000 students in the school! The three-grade teaching buildings are separated independently, and many people have not seen each other after three years of study! Apart from the flag-raising ceremony, the only chance to show their faces in front of the students in the school!"

She shook Qi Ying's arm excitedly: "At that time, everyone will watch you follow your movements! When the Internet was not popular before, everyone was selected on the stage!" She clenched her fists firmly: "I will accompany you to practice the movements after school! We must be beautiful! All-round beauty!"

Qi Ying seemed to understand, but she didn't need to understand. As soon as she got out of school, she went to Class 9 to find Ji Rang, and took out the candied apricot fruit that had been stored for the afternoon and handed it to him.

She endured it so hard that she didn't finish it all.

When I took it out of my pocket, my face looked like I was sucking a night pearl.

Ji Rang took the bag, took out one and put it in his mouth. When his teeth bite it, it made a crisp crackling sound.

Qi Ying looked around and swallowed.

Ji Rang was almost so cute that she was so cute that she deliberately teased her: "Give it all to me?"

She was reluctant to leave her eyes, but she nodded seriously.

Ji Rang put the bag in front of her and shook it, and asked with a smile: "Would you like to eat the last one?"

The little girl nodded quickly, and after clicking, she obediently stretched out her finger: Just one is enough.

Ji Rang was so cute that she was so cute that she was trembling.

She can give her life.

What's more, a bag of candied fruit.

He covered his cheek and pretended to hiss, "Teen pain, I can't eat it, forget it, I'll give it to you."

Qi Ying's eyes lit up. He happily took the bag and followed him with a crackling sound. His little face was bulging, like a little hamster, and he was extremely satisfied with eating.

It turns out that she likes eating this so much.

I liked it so much, but I still had half left, so I gave it to him.

Ji Rang felt that his heart was so soft that it was about to drip out of water.

The two went to the dessert shop together to write homework for an hour before leaving. Ji Rang continued to go to the teacher to do the homework. When he got home at night, it was already early in the morning after finishing the homework assigned by the tutoring teacher, and he couldn't sleep enough every day.

It depends entirely on the ten minutes of battery life after each get out of class.

Twenty minutes of exercise during class is like a gift from God, and you can have a good sleep.

The bell rang and he fell down.

The class committee member dared not call him, after all, it is impossible for Class 9 to get an excellent class, so it doesn't matter whether the class points are deducted or not. It's better than being beaten by a big shot.

The noisy speaker outside the window could not affect the boss's sleep. After the break, the students returned to the classroom one after another. Qu Dazhuang rushed in like a gust of wind and rushed to him and pushed him: "Brother! Brother Let me!"

It’s not Ji Rang who was woken up by the class bell that wanted to kill someone.

Qu Dazhuang saved him with the next sentence: "Your little fairy is on stage and leading the dance!"

Before Ji Rang could wake up completely, he was stunned for a moment before asking, "What is the lead dance?"

Qu Dazhuang was so excited: "She was leading the dance during class! She stood on the stage and danced, and all the students in the school danced with her! Damn the group of people in the senior high school whistled to the stage just now!"

Ji Rang woke up instantly and lost all sleepiness.

There is only one thought in my mind.

His treasure was seen by others and could not be hidden from now on.

The boss pulled off the clothes he had put on his head very irritably, and he was depressed all morning.

After school at noon, I went to pick Qi Ying for dinner. As soon as I walked to the classroom of Class 2, I saw Qi Ying and Yue Li being blocked by four or five boys at the entrance of the corridor. The boy in the lead held a letter in his hand and said to Qi Ying with a smile: "School sister, you either accept the love letter or go to have a meal with me. You always have to choose one, right? Otherwise, I will be too embarrassed."

The boys around were making excuses.

Yue Li guessed that Qi Ying would become famous, but she didn't expect it to be so popular. Just one morning, the suitors in the third year of high school actually came to the door of the classroom!

What kind of fairy charm is this!

Although she was a little excited, she was not the person involved after all. She pursed her lips and secretly watched Qi Ying's reaction.

Qi Ying was obviously very distressed.

She neither wants to accept the love letter nor wants to go to dinner with him.

She shook her head at the boy.

The boy bullied her and couldn't speak, teasing her: "What does shaking her head mean? Go to have a meal without taking love letters? Or don't eat to receive love letters?"

She shook her head with her little face tense.

Neither!

The boy was almost so cute that she was: "School sister, don't shake yourself out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bottle of mineral water that had been pinched into a ball hit the wall beside him with a thud. The remaining water stains in the water bottle splashed his face.

The boy was furious and turned around suddenly: "Who the fuck doesn't have eyes?"

Behind him, the cold-looking boy stood in the corridor, staring at him without saying a word.

When Qi Ying saw him, her little face suddenly smiled. She quickly ran over and hid behind him, grabbed the corner of his clothes with her fingers, poked her head out and hummed at the boy who had just teased her.
To be continued...