"Help me call you the math representative of your class. Thank you."
The bell rang for less than two minutes. Before Ling Chuyang could go to the corridor for some fresh air, he heard someone talking by the back door.
Turning around, I saw a boy.
His hair is very short, and his scalp is almost visible. He is wearing a pair of silver thin-rimmed glasses and is poking his head into the classroom.
After seeing him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face, "Shout, you representative of the mathematics department, thank you."
Ling Chuyang turned around and remained silent. He knew this person.
To be precise, I have met Lin Mochen, the mathematics representative of Class 6, Grade 2!
In the mathematics office, I once encountered that man and He Shiling sitting side by side, grading mathematics papers, talking and laughing while grading the papers.
"Classmate, help me shout, thank you." Lin Mochen's voice sounded from the back door again.
"What's the matter?" Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang and then at the person at the door.
"Call the math representative of your class. Thank you." Lin Mochen repeated good-naturedly.
"Ask you, what's the matter? I can't hear you."
Ling Chuyang turned his head and sounded a little impatient, which caused Tang Jiyuan's exaggerated expression of wide-eyed expression.
"Looking for your math department representative." Lin Mochen was speechless.
Didn't I make it very clear? This boy was a little strange, so he just didn't help. He glanced at Ling Chuyang and walked away.
"What's going on with you? Who messed with you?"
Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang. After the Chinese class, his temper became much worse.
Ling Chuyang remained silent, glanced at Tang Ji, and tilted his head to his left arm.
At the same time, a voice sounded from the front door of the classroom: "Representative of the Mathematics Department, someone is looking for you."
Tang Ji raised his head and looked around the classroom. He Shiling did not move.
Yo! Could it be that the math subject representative of Class 5 has been replaced again?
Then, I saw the hot-tempered girl, Ling Chuyang's family member from 800 years ago, Ling Shuchu, walking up to the podium with light steps, and then walked out of the classroom, and then disappeared from sight.
Yo? Tang Ji walked out of the classroom and saw Ling Shuchu greeting the boy familiarly.
"Second Young Master, long time no see, what are you doing?"
Second Young Master? That’s a good title! Tang Ji repeated and couldn't help but laugh.
"He Shiling, isn't she here?" The "Second Young Master" wanted to look into the classroom.
"I'm, but, I have something to do." Ling Shuchu stopped him with a smile, "What is this? The test paper for the winter vacation exam?"
"Well, we had a math class last time, so I brought it to me." The boy handed a stack of test papers to Ling Yichu, "I don't seem to have seen the test papers from your department representative."
"I know, thank you, Second Young Master." A big smile appeared on Ling Shuchu's face, and then, without waiting for "Second Young Master" to respond, he turned and returned to the classroom.
"You're welcome."
The boy had a smile on his face, scratched his head with his hand, and responded slightly shyly.
Seeing Ling Shuchu enter the classroom, he took two steps forward, poked his head into the classroom, and then, with a low smile, walked this way.
I scratched again and again, and all the hair was gone. Tang Ji smiled inwardly, seeing the "Second Young Master" coming this way, and hurriedly retreated to the back door of the classroom, but without thinking about who he bumped into, he looked back.
Ling Chuyang?
"Aren't you sleeping? Why are you standing here?"
"It's noisy."
Ling Chuyang pushed Tang Ji away and walked to the corridor window as usual. He looked at the scenery outside the window and gave Tang Ji a handsome background.
The classroom is very lively.
He Shiling did not move in her seat, tilting her head and looking out the classroom window.
The test paper in Ling Shuchu's hand has been divided by several people.
At this moment, the "drama" that had just been performed before was being performed - several people were waving test papers and shuttled back and forth in the class. The difference was that no one was directing on the podium, but various responses of "here" and "here" were heard in the classroom. "Here" "It's me..."
Looking at this scene, Tang Ji suddenly remembered the song from his childhood - la la la, la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers...
I didn't feel like I was laughing out loud, so I walked out of the classroom and stood next to Ling Chuyang, leaning against the window sill, smiling at these little experts selling newspapers.
"Hey, do you know that boy just now?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang next to him.
"I don't know." Ling Chuyang's voice was as salty as ever.
"Don't know? Then why are you angry?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang beside him, who was looking out the window. There was no one on the playground outside the window. "What are you looking at? What do you want to ask me?"
"You talk a lot today."
Ling Chuyang turned around, glanced at Tang Ji, then turned his head and continued to look at the scenery outside the window.
"Do I talk a lot?" Tang Ji couldn't help but reflect, "You are a little unusual today!"
"Ling Chuyang——" A shout suddenly came from the classroom.
"I'm calling you." Tang Ji touched the person next to him.
The man didn't seem to hear and didn't react.
"Ling Chuyang——, Ling Chuyang, where is he?"
A girl with a high ponytail and two strands of bangs falling from her forehead - Fang Di?
The girl who was going to let them do the hard work, the girl who gave them "first", was standing in the boys' area four rows back in the classroom and asked, holding a few unfinished test papers in her hand.
"Here..." Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang, who didn't respond, and waved his hand towards the classroom, "The seat on the right side of the back door. Thank you."
Fang Di glanced at the door, walked over, and put the test papers on the table next to the back door.
"Tang Ji, where is Tang Ji?" The girl's voice rang in the classroom again.
"In-" Before Tang Ji could answer, he heard that someone had already answered for him.
"The left side of the back door."
Whose voice? Who did he see the next moment?
Isn't she looking at the scenery outside the left window?
When Tang Ji came to the back row of the classroom, he was dumbfounded for a moment.
Looking at He Shiling, she walked straight to Fang Di, took away his test paper, took a look, moved the corner of her mouth, seemed to be smiling, and put the test paper on the table. The next moment, he picked up Ling Chuyang's test paper on the table, glanced left and right, turned to the back of the test paper, looked at it, and put it down.
Then he saw her and looked in the direction where they were.
It was clearly visible that there was an obvious smile on He Shiling's face.
Different from the faint smile before.
Under such smiling gaze, Tang Ji suddenly felt that his breathing was a little difficult.
I'm still used to seeing her expressionless look, but that's not right, that kind of look makes people inexplicably panicked.
It should be a vague smile that makes people feel a little friendly and a little distant, unlike now, like this - the brain suddenly short-circuited.
When Tang Ji came back to his senses, he found that He Shiling had turned around and returned to her seat.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and calmed down, realizing that he had lost his composure just now.
Looking around in the corridor, fortunately, he and Ling Chuyang were the only two people. His heart dropped and he returned to his usual calmness and sunny smile.
This is the correct way for him, Tang Ji, to open it.
Hey, what is Ling Chuyang doing?
I glanced at the person next to me and found that that person was still facing the window and looking at the scenery.
Fortunately, Ling Chuyang didn't see it just now, otherwise, this would become his laughing stock this semester.
"Why are you dazed? Let's go back to the classroom."
Ling Chuyang turned around, glanced at Tang Ji, smiled involuntarily, and then walked back to the classroom alone.
Is Xiao Yangyang smiling?
Tang Ji blinked and found that the man had returned to his seat before him, and hurriedly followed him.
