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Ding Xian has not yet come back to his senses.

When the boy left, Deng Wanwan stepped forward and took Latin Xian's hand, looked at her with a smile and said, "We will move when we go back on Monday. Actually, I can't even see clearly when I sit behind these days."

Alas?

Why did it suddenly...

Ding Xian let her hold hands blankly, her mind was in chaos.

Deng Wanwan smiled and touched her head, glanced behind her eyes and said, "What are you stupid? I know everything."

Hearing this, Ding Xian hurriedly waved, "No, I'm not..."

What isn't it?

When I heard him tell you to move back, the little deer in my heart was almost killed?

Deng Wanwan didn't wait for her to finish and interrupted directly: "Okay, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

This sounds ambiguous, so ambiguous that Ding Xian dared not look directly into Deng Wanwan's eyes.

The little girl lowered her head, which further confirmed Deng Wanwan's thoughts.

Deng Wanwan smiled again: "Everyone is a classmate. If you tell me directly, I will certainly not disagree."

Say it straight?

Why tell you directly?

Ding Xian curled his lips.

Deng Wanwan let go of her hand, looked forward, and said, "Okay, Zhou Siyue told me, don't be embarrassed, we will move when we go back on Monday, I'll go play first."

Wait...wait a moment?

Ding Xian reached out and held it, looking at her blankly: "That dead... cough... what did Zhou Siyue tell you?"

Deng Wanwan replied readily: "He said you just came to the city and were a little unacceptable. During this period, you often went to the toilet to go to class and sit in the back to make it easier."

…!!

Is it still time to go over and kill him?

After Deng Wanwan finished speaking, she ran towards the shooting machine. Ding Xian looked at the tall back standing in front of the shooting machine and gritted her teeth angrily.

Zhou Siyue stood in front of the shooting machine, with a standard fixed-point shot. The basketball drew a round parabola above his head and fell into the basket opposite. His hand was very fast, and some balls had not yet fallen, and the next one had already been smashed in.

There is one such shooting machine in Yanping Town.

She had a kid who grew up with her and played very well. She liked to squat in the game hall to play with her own records when she had nothing to do. In less than a month, the records were broken, and no one broke his records again.

This is the second time Ding Xian has seen someone who can score the score of a shooting machine to 999.

As Zhou Siyue's last ball fell, the sound of cheering and bragging from Song Ziqi and Jiang Chen came from his ears. Kong Shadi yelled to go up by himself, and Deng Wanwan went over to grab Zhou Siyue's game coins.

Zhou Siyue said in confusion: "Why are you robbing me? Go and change it yourself."

Song Ziqi whistled.

Kong Shadi spoke from the side: "Yes, why are you snatching someone else's? You have to play with it and change it yourself."

Deng Wanwan snorted, carefully defending her pride and said, "I won't play anymore."

Kong Shadi raised his eyebrows proudly at Ding Xian, and his expression seemed to say, "Don't worry, I'll watch you, and I'll find your brother with peace of mind."

The boy she cared about hadn't realized anything about this, and had already focused on picking up the doll.

Ding Xian suddenly laughed out loud.

I remember a sentence I read in a book-

Contradictions are like the first fish that connects, and they live for a long time in this world.

And the adolescent boys and girls fully exert the contradictions.

...

Ding Xian led Ding Juncong home. Ye Wanxian happened to prepare the meal and didn't say much, urging them to wash their hands and eat. Ding Juncong made a face at Ding Xian and quickly slipped into the bathroom.

On the dining table.

Ding Xian was digging the rice from the bowl bite after bite. Ye Wanxian picked up a piece of fish and put it into her bowl, and asked casually: "How are you learning recently?"

Ding Xian stuffed his mouth with rice and said, "It's OK."

Ye Wanxian nodded, and the bowls and chopsticks were pounding, saying, "I have time to make up for your brother's math in the evening."

"oh."

Ye Wanxian asked inadvertently again: "How is it with Si Yue?"

The name was suddenly mentioned by his family. Only Ding Xian could understand the subtle feeling. Half of the rice choked in her throat. She coughed a few times, cleared her throat, and said in a stable tone: "It's pretty good."

Ye Wanxian: "Get along well with him, how are his grades?"

A faint sadness floated in Ding Xian's heart. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable word to describe him. So he gave him a particularly pertinent and perfunctory evaluation - a top student.

Ye Wanxian did not study these words and nodded and said, "Indeed, I heard from Lao Zhou that his son has made great achievements in everything he learned and has a very good memory, but why did he get such a test in the middle school entrance examination?"

With his learning attitude, is it already a magical test?

Ding Xian yelled in his heart.

Ye Wanxian: "He was indeed smart when he was a child, and I don't know how he is now."

Now he is a monster, Ding Xian thought silently.

"Some children are very talented and are easily buried if they are not well trained. Look at Mrs. Zhou, who doesn't care much about playing cards all day long. Old Zhou is busy with work, so how can he have time to take care of the children? I think our Congcong will definitely be better than him in the future."

Ding Xian looked at his younger brother who was burying his head and sneered, "He should get into a reliable junior high school first and discuss the future."

...

This is what it means to the heart.

Even Ye Wanxian didn't say anything back, but patted her brother's head and said, "Your sister is right, it's the most important thing to improve her grades."

Ding Juncong looked at her with some resentment.

Ding Xian quickly finished the rice in the bowl and went back to the room to preview the homework for next week.

The book flipped through two pages, but didn't look in a single word. The crooked leaves outside the window were floating and stopped, falling down, and a pale yellow leaf stopped in front of her window, as if it was a signal of autumn.

The sky is getting darker, the dusk mist is deeper, and the smoke and waves of thousands of miles gather together.

The roundness was slowly raised to half a high altitude, and the gauze-like moonlight gathered through the cracks of the trees, and mottled light and shadow fell on the blue bluestone road, like the little girl's thoughts, which were so bright that she could not tell.

She suddenly looked forward to coming soon on Monday.

So, after waiting for it, Monday came, Ding Xian got up early, washed his face carefully, combed his hair, changed into freshly washed clothes, bit a steamed bun in his mouth and set off from home.

Ye Wanxian chased her behind and asked her if she wanted to bring another bun.

She didn't look back and waved her hand, her steps were brisk.

I have never expected to go to school so much.

She arrived early, with only a few people in the classroom, and Deng Wanwan had not arrived yet.

Ding Xian sat in his original position, took out his English book, and recited the words silently.

The sky was clear and the students arrived one after another. Ding Xian covered his ears and recited the words loudly.

Liu Xiaofeng came in with his schoolbag on his back and took the initiative to say to her: "You look in good condition today and look very positive."

Ding Xian suddenly remembered that he almost started arguing with He Xingwen when he spoke for him that day, so he showed a big smile at him and said sweetly: "Thank you, Liu Xiaofeng, I didn't have time to thank you after that day. I'm very grateful."

This sudden thanks made Liu Xiaofeng feel a little at a loss. He shyly scratched the back of his head and said, "It's nothing. It's just He Xingwen is wrong. If it were someone else, I would have helped you... don't take it too seriously."

"Thank you really, really." Ding Xian said sincerely.

Liu Xiaofeng was completely embarrassed and stopped and said, "You don't have to be too with me--"

Ding Xian was about to laugh when a figure floated in front of him, and the hair on his head was rubbed off randomly again. Then he heard a word in his ear: "Move the table."

It's getting easier for you!

The next second reaction was that fortunately I washed my hair in the morning.

The word "polite" was swallowed by Liu Xiaofeng. Looking at Zhou Siyue's back without looking back, he said in surprise: "Are you going back again?"

Ding Xian stood up, put the book on the table, and said goodbye to Liu Xiaofeng.

Liu Xiaofeng said hesitantly: "It's okay, but don't change it randomly next time. Fortunately, the old classmate doesn't care about this."

Ding Xian patted his shoulder, nodded solemnly, and said goodbye like a knight: Farewell to the boy, come to visit when you have time.

Liu Xiaofeng was amused by her and stood up: "I'll help you, this table is quite heavy."

Kong Shadi also stood up and rushed over to join the team to help.

Song Ziqi looked at the three, leaned back, and put his arm on Zhou Siyue's table, saying, "I think this boy Liu Xiaofeng's thoughts are not pure."
To be continued...