The first class has just ended.
Fang Hui was preparing to return to class with the homework book she got from the teacher. As soon as she reached the middle of the stairs, she was bumped into by several students who were anxious to go out and play.
The homework books immediately fell to the floor.
"so annoying."
"Even if you don't look at it, let me help you."
Just as Fang Hui was about to pick up her homework, a girl kindly helped Fang Hui pick up her homework.
"Classmate, which class are you in?"
"Oh, I'm Fang Hui from Grade 11."
The girl said in surprise: "You are in the first grade of high school!"
Fang Hui didn't understand what was going on, and was so shocked by the girl that she almost dropped her homework book to the ground again.
The girl smiled and continued: "I am also in the first grade of high school. I am a new transfer student. My name is Lin Jiamo."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, ready to shake hands with Fang Hui, but found that Fang Hui was holding an exercise book in both hands and quietly took it back.
"Give it to me and I'll get it for you."
The enthusiastic Lin Jiamo helped Fang Hui get all the homework books.
When the two returned to class, Fang Hui's first glance was in the direction of Ye Haoran.
He found Ye Haoran reading a book and returned to his seat with his lips pursed.
Lin Jiamo followed Fang Hui and instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the class.
A strange girl, or a beautiful girl, will naturally attract a lot of people's attention. Although there are no dirty thoughts at this age, it is everyone's nature to pursue beauty.
There is no distinction between men and women.
Zhao Ye asked nervously: "Hey, classmate, who are you looking for?"
Lin Jiamo smiled friendly and said, "I am a new transfer student. My name is Lin Jiamo. Hello, classmates."
Cheerful, lively and beautiful, she instantly gained a lot of favor.
Only Ye Haoran didn't even turn his head.
"Hello, classmate Lin Jiamo, I am Zhao Ye, who is famous in the Great Experiment and is famous throughout Nancheng. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me."
Zhao Ye can no longer be described as the beginning of his love, it's a bit like that.
Lin Jiamo nodded friendly towards the panda-eyed Zhao Ye, and ran to Fang Hui and sat down without saying anything: "Hey, Fang Hui, who is he? Why is he reading so seriously?"
Fang Hui hesitated: "His name is Ye Haoran, he is the best basketball player in our class."
Ye Haoran was reading a book while facing out the window, so Lin Jiamo did not see Ye Haoran's face.
Lin Jiamo and Fang Hui were just about to whisper a few words when the class bell rang.
Lin Jiamo had no choice but to find an empty seat in the back.
In the boring bloodbath, Ye Haoran did not disturb others and only read his own book.
The morning flew by in a blink of an eye.
At noon, everyone took out their lunch boxes, and Lin Jiamo pouted and found Fang Hui.
"I didn't even know I had to bring food. It looks like I'm going to be hungry."
The kind-hearted Fang Hui then said, "You can eat mine."
"And you?"
"It doesn't matter, I don't eat enough, we can each eat half of it."
Hearing what Fang Hui said, Lin Jiamo came over with a smile. Fang Hui also liked her carefree personality, but she couldn't do it.
Opening the lunch box: "Wow, sweet and sour pork ribs, my favorite."
Zhao Ye heard that there was sweet and sour pork ribs, and Lin Jiamo's good looks, he quickly came over. ….
Fang Hui gestured to pick up a piece of ribs from Fang Hui's lunch box, but Fang Hui frowned.
Lin Jiamo's eyes revealed a disgusting look.
Zhao Ye quickly took back his spoon with a smile and said, "Classmate, which school did you go to before?"
"Forty-three."
"Then how did you turn around?"
Zhao Ye, who struck up a conversation, once again stretched out his spoon to grab the ribs. Lin Jiamo frowned and looked at the spoon, while Fang Hui felt disgusted and did not dare to say anything.
Just when Zhao Ye's spoon was about to touch the ribs.
Ye Haoran looked at Zhao Ye and said, "Get out of here."
"Well...."
In this class, Zhao Ye's first crush was Ye Haoran. He couldn't help it, his eyes had just subsided and were still a little red.
The spoon held in mid-air slowly retracted.
Fang Hui's wrinkled face instantly relaxed, but she didn't look at Ye Haoran because she was afraid of blushing.
On the other hand, Lin Jiamo saw Ye Haoran's face for the first time.
Looking at Ye Haoran blankly, Lin Jiamo was deeply attracted to Ye Haoran as a face control. Although her body was still sitting on the chair, her soul was already wrapped around Ye Haoran.
Picking up his schoolbag, Ye Haoran left the classroom directly.
It wasn't until Ye Haoran's figure disappeared that Lin Jiamo came back to her senses, bumped her elbow into Fang Hui and asked, "Why is he, Ye Haoran, going?"
Fang Hui divided the food in the lunch box into two, and when he heard Lin Jiamo's question, he said, "I guess I went to the old place."
"Old place? Where is it!"
Lin Jiamo pressed forward, wanting to get all the information about Ye Haoran from Fang Hui.
Fang Hui didn't want to tell, she wanted to keep a little secret.
He changed the subject and said, "Eat quickly, Zhao Ye will be here again later."
Hearing what Fang Hui said, Lin Jiamo hurriedly started eating.
Ye Haoran was lying on the high platform on the rooftop, with his schoolbag under his head, eating and reading.
The class was noisy, but he liked silence, so he could only find his own pure land.
When Chen Xun returned to the class, most of the people had already finished eating. He had just returned from the teaching office and hadn't had time to eat yet.
Zhao Ye's parents came yesterday, and today it's his turn.
Nothing else, but because of pulling the switch, the dean, in order to establish his authority, gave Chen Xun a good slap in the face in front of him.
I originally looked down on this pushy boy, but this time I fell into his hands, so I naturally had to handle it carefully.
Before class, Ye Haoran returned to class.
Lin Jiamo's seat had been changed to next to Fang Hui's. When she saw Ye Haoran walking in, she looked directly at Ye Haoran.
When Fang Hui saw this, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Lin Jiamo's attention was on Ye Haoran again, and she didn't see Fang Hui's expression.
His eyes followed Ye Haoran back to his actions, and then he turned around and asked Fang Hui.
"Fang Hui, where is that old place you mentioned? Why does it feel so mysterious?"
Fang Hui shook her head and said, "The teacher is here."
The second time she asked, she still didn't find out. Lin Jiamo was not disappointed. As long as the school didn't close down, she would have every chance to find out.
Ye Haoran neither resists nor takes the initiative towards Lin Jiamo, who dares to love and hate, and whose appearance is justice.
If he did something at this age, those parents would kill him alive.
Compared with twenty years later, the current style is still very important.
Ever since Ye Haoran beat up Zhao Ye, Sun Jiaming, a loser, got involved again and dragged Ye Haoran to play ball after class. I don't know where his face came from.
Ye Haoran couldn't distance himself. After all, he still had to study in the same class for several years. There was no need to make people hate him for such a small amount of time.
As long as anyone knows what is going on.
It was another simple day. After returning home, I gave Fang Hui’s painting to Liu’s mother.
"Mother Liu, please take the time to help me figure this out. Just pay for it out of your grocery money."
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