It was raining so hard that even with Ai Liang's coat, the shirt underneath was still soaked.
Yue Qihua opened the zipper and took out the novel in her arms. Ai Liang glanced at it inadvertently.
Perhaps the water that seeped into the coat was absorbed by the upper cover into the upper part of the shirt. The novel on the abdomen was only slightly damp on the surface but not completely wet.
Do girls nowadays grow up so fast... Ai Liang muttered in his heart.
Then he forcibly looked away.
When the soul returns to the body, it naturally cannot face everything as calmly as before.
Snap.
Yue Qihua forcefully put the warm and moist novel into Ai Liang's arms and glared at him fiercely.
"The clothes will be returned to you tomorrow."
Yue Qihua turned away and said angrily.
After saying that, she zipped the coat all the way to the top. Ai Liang's eyes had been fixed on a certain part of her body just now, which made her feel embarrassed and angry, but she was also a little bit happy besides being shy.
Ai Liang is more like a "person" now than when we first met.
In the past, he was just a bull-nosed person who could see through the world. No matter what happened, his expression would not change. But now, he has begun to take the initiative to care and care about the people around him.
As a friend, she was very happy that Ai Liang could make such a change.
"The temperature is so high, wouldn't it be hot if you zip the zipper to the top?"
Ai Liang put the novel under his armpit and walked side by side with Yue Qihua on the stairs. He glanced at her collar as he spoke.
Yue Qihua subconsciously crossed her arms, clenched her fists and said, "You know what you're asking..."
The words were barely audible.
It's because Ai Liang has amazing hearing that he can hear.
In this situation, Ai Liang didn't dare to speak easily. No matter how tactful she was, it might make Yue Qihua angry in the end, and then she would fight with fists and kicks, so it was best to keep her mouth shut now.
Girls in student days and women in society are almost completely different species and cannot be generalized.
Ai Liang only knew how to study in her previous life. From junior high school to university, she never had much conversation with girls of her own age. When she entered the society, she could no longer be considered a girl.
Ai Liang deliberately walked to the front, and walking side by side would only make the stronger Yue Qihua more embarrassed.
This is what he thought and did.
Ai Liang walked into the classroom first.
"Hmm, did you put on your clothes and take a shower?" Seeing Ai Liang and Ma Yu, whose hair was still dripping with water, he exclaimed, "But the novel is not wet at all. As expected of you."
"It's raining a lot outside." Ai Liang put the novel on the table and picked up the napkin handed over by Ma Yu to wipe her hair.
Yang Xingyue could only put the paper back on the table with regret.
It took about ten seconds for Yue Qihua's figure to appear at the door of the classroom.
When Yang Xingyue saw the soaked Yue Qihua, she quickly took out some tissue paper to help her wipe the water droplets from her hair: "Huahua, I told you to get an umbrella but you didn't listen... Where did you get your coat?"
While wiping, Yang Xingyue suddenly remembered that they didn't seem to be wearing coats when they came to school today.
"Oh, that's my coat. I happened to meet Sister Hua on the way and lent it to her." Ai Liang said while wiping her hair.
Yang Xingyue understood instantly.
But she didn't say much, just pouted and helped Yue Qihua wipe her hair.
After a few people chatted for a while, the head teacher's figure appeared on the podium.
"Be quiet, I know you are about to graduate and you are very excited, but don't cause trouble before you leave school. I still have your admission tickets in my hand."
The head teacher's words, which were neither salty nor bland, instantly silenced the noisy class.
Ai Liang and his class teacher like to play this game very much. In the past, they always warned students with words such as "I will fill in the comments on your graduation materials," "Don't leave a stain on yourself," and "You will need me to send materials when you go to college in the future."
To be honest, Ai Liang doesn't think highly of such a teacher. He always likes to apply adults' tricks to children, and he also says that when you enter society in the future, you will understand that I am training you in advance.
It's funny enough.
Junior high school and high school are the years for learning, and you have to engage in social behavior in advance.
People will naturally be trained when they go to college. Do you need to do anything unnecessary? The purpose of doing this is nothing more than to establish authority and facilitate the management of the class, but the result is to ruin the only student time in which everyone can leave beautiful memories.
Fortunately, Yue Qihua became the class monitor. If she had been someone else, she might not have turned into a demon immediately, and the three years of junior high school would have been even more ruined.
The class teacher was very satisfied with his performance. He cleared his throat and said, "You will enter the examination room tomorrow. This is the last class meeting I will hold for you..."
"Bring your ID card and admission ticket, don't lose them..."
"Don't wear any clothes or shoes with metal objects, otherwise you will cry when you are detained at the entrance of the examination room..."
"To cool down in these two days, it is best to avoid eating spicy and cold foods..."
"Students who are not good enough and have poor eyesight, hurry up and get a pair of good glasses while you still have time tonight. Don't do too much and people won't embarrass you..."
The head teacher's voice echoed in the class, but few people were listening carefully. Everyone just wanted to get their admission tickets and get out of school.
After he finished reading out the notes he copied from the class next door, he took out a stack of admission tickets from his document bag.
After reading the precautions, he handed the admission ticket to Yue Qihua, then waved his hand and left a message to meet at six o'clock tomorrow morning.
After that, he strode out of the classroom without any hesitation.
As soon as Yue Qihua got her admission ticket, a group of people crowded around her seat.
She divided the admission tickets into five stacks and gave them to those who were usually more stable.
"Have you all got your admission ticket?" Yue Qihua stood on the podium and shouted in place of the head teacher.
The students nodded.
After making sure that everyone had received their admission ticket, Yue Qihua opened the classroom door and let everyone out.
"This bullshit head teacher doesn't care about anything at all. He asked me to come when he handed out the admission ticket. If he loses it, it will be blamed on me in the end." The first thing Yue Qihua did after stepping down was to confront the head teacher.
When she ran for class president in the first year of junior high school, the head teacher forced her to take this position in order to please her uncle Yue Qihua.
The result of working reluctantly for more than half a year is that the people in the class only obey her now, and in the end they can't change them even if they want to.
"Well, those who are able work hard." Ma Yu said with a smile as he caught Fang Xiaoxiao who was jumping and running over.
Several people walked downstairs, talking and laughing, and held up umbrellas one after another, except Ai Liang.
"Ai Liang, didn't you check the weather forecast when you went out today?" Fang Xiaoxiao asked while hanging on Ma Yu's arm.
Ai Liang pointed to the umbrella on the outside of Fang Xiaoxiao's schoolbag and said, "Well, if you don't need your umbrella, just lend it to me."
Hearing this, Fang Xiaoxiao subconsciously glanced at Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua, rolled his eyes, put one hand on his waist and said, "When you ask for help, you must put the word "please" in it, otherwise I will refuse."
After speaking, Fang Xiaoxiao winked at the two of them playfully.
Fang Xiaoxiao's intentions can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, but Ai Liang chooses to play dumb.
"Miss Fang, please lend me your umbrella."
Ai Liang's abnormal behavior confused Fang Xiaoxiao.
"Are you really Ai Liang?" Fang Xiaoxiao saw Ai Liang's smile as if he had seen the end of the world.
A 'Who the hell are you? What about the iron-faced paralytic who speaks coldly? ' expression.
Ai Liang took out the umbrella from the side pocket of Fang Xiaoxiao's schoolbag unhurriedly: "I have figured out some things recently, so I plan to change my image."
"Change your image? Have you changed your personality?" Fang Xiaoxiao complained mercilessly.
Do you think I want to be a facial paralysis? This is my original character, okay?
These words can only be thought in my mind and absolutely impossible to say out loud.
Ai Liang opened his umbrella and walked into the rain. After walking for a while, he found that the people around him always looked at him strangely. The rate of turning back was as high as 100%, and some people even pointed at him.
Ai Liang didn't think much about it. It wasn't until he noticed that the four people around him were looking at him from time to time, still trying to suppress smiles on their faces, that he realized something was wrong.
Following their gazes, Ai Liang raised his head, the expression on his face solidified.
A huge umbrella with a magical girl pattern and pink lace comes into view.
Seeing Ai Liang not realizing the problem with the umbrella until he reached the school gate, Fang Xiaoxiao could no longer hold back his laughter.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Your image has changed so cutely!"
This smile was like a lead, instantly igniting everyone's laughter, including Yang Xingyue, who covered his mouth and laughed non-stop.
"Xiao, Xiao Ai, I lost my little umbrella. This was a souvenir I picked up when I went shopping with her a few days ago..." Ma Yu trembled as he suppressed laughter.
Ai Liang, who is usually aloof, is holding such a girlish umbrella. The contrast is no less than that of Zhang Fei, who suddenly said "Ounijiang" from his mouth.
Ai Liang grabbed Ma Yu's umbrella with a black line on his forehead, and then stuffed the girl's umbrella into his hand.
At this time, a car at the school gate rolled down its window and shouted to several people: "Xingyue, Qihua."
This familiar voice made Ai Liang's heart instantly freeze.
Yang Xingguo was smiling and waving to several people.
