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The dormitory on the fifth floor is still a bit tiring, especially when the floor height is relatively high. The floor height of the female dormitory building should be 3.6m, and the first floor should be 4m, which looks quite high.Bo Muan didn't forget to look around when she was climbing the stairs. After all, she still had a dozen girls who were admitted to Ancheng No. [-] Middle School in her own junior high school. Maybe she could meet them.Sure enough, during the process of climbing the stairs, I met a lot of junior high school classmates. I greeted them and chatted for a while. I wanted to ask why Bo Muan was so cold and silent at this time. It is familiar.The junior high school that Bo Muan was in at the beginning had a key class, and the number of students was rolling. The head teacher also specially assigned her the position of Chinese class representative, which made her, who doesn't communicate much with others, have the same class as her classmate. The students are more familiar with it.Phew, the dormitory is finally here, the door is still open, and the roommates are still very friendly, Po Muan thought to himself.When I arrived at the dormitory, I greeted Bo Muan and went to wash up. I always felt that she was still a little dizzy, probably because of the cold from the evening self-study.

The students who have just entered high school are still lively and active, and they don't feel sleepy at all. They are busy running around to meet their junior high school classmates. Girls who moved stools or stood in the corners of the corridor chatting can be seen everywhere.In Bo Muan's dormitory, only his deskmate Yang Xuexin was left reading alone, and everyone else went out to find their classmates, and it seemed that they would come back later.Bo Muan wasn't too busy sleeping after taking a bath. Now that it's so noisy outside, I can't fall asleep when my bed is still by the door. Looking at Yang Xuexin, who is reading English books over there, and then looking at the Chinese books he brought back , she probably knew what to do.There is a cool portrait of a horse on the cover of the compulsory one Chinese book. It is a painting by Xu Beihong, who is famous for painting horses. Bo Muan suddenly became interested in copying it.I took out a black leather notebook, opened it, and there was a white paper on the title page.So in the 2519 dormitory, there are only two people who are quietly doing their own things without disturbing each other.Time passed by as the two of them were serious about each other. Yang Xuexin turned over one page after another. She seemed to be a master of English.Bo Muan's paintings are well-formed, no matter what the charm is, at least the shape seems to be real, and she is not in vain of the title of imitating the master.It was already half an hour later when Bo Muan revised it to his satisfaction. At this time, Yang Xuexin had finished reading and looked over curiously.

"Wow, your drawing is very good. Do you know how to draw?" Yang Xuexin said in surprise, which didn't fit her image of a high-cold student at all.

"I just draw casually, and I follow this. I can copy or something." Bo Muan scratched his head embarrassedly and explained.

"That's amazing, I can't do it." Yang Xuexin looked at this roommate who seemed to have a literary and quiet style of painting, and she was very relieved in her heart. It's really rare to have a more restrained and quiet person in her dormitory.But at this time, when she got to know each other later, she was afraid that she would personally overthrow her evaluation of Bo Muan at this moment.

"You are also very good. I can't understand the original English." Bo Muan, an unreliable literary artist, felt very guilty and began to change the subject. However, her English was really bad, but her grades were not bad.

"Oh, I probably have a talent. I have learned English better since I was a child." Yang Xuexin also probably recovered some of the reservedness that belonged to a schoolmaster, and no longer bluffed like before.

Perhaps it was at this time that the two became a little more familiar. Roommates could not be counted according to the normal familiarization time. Like this, they are in the same class in class and rest in the same dormitory at noon and evening. This is very easy to get acquainted with.Although the two of them have such a business exaggeration-style dialogue, although it is awkward, it still draws in some relationships. Coupled with the friendship at the same table, they must be familiar with each other.Bo Muan secretly praised himself, making friends on the first day of high school, very good, keep going.

Seeing that there were actually students moving things with their parents on the opposite side, the two also realized that there was a lot of noise outside and there were students who hadn't arrived in time to clean up the dormitory or who had arrived late.What surprised the two of them was that Luo Mengran was cleaning up as if she had just arrived, and lived right across from them.No wonder I didn't meet her when I cleaned up the dormitory and went to the classroom. It turned out that something was delayed and I didn't come to the dormitory. Po Muan naturally figured it out very quickly, and it can probably be deduced that Luo Mengran's home should be very close to here, so she came to the dormitory. You can also move things at night.

That should be her father, Po Muan looked at the well-dressed man and said something to Luo Mengran before leaving.It's really too late now, and her father should really go back, it's not good to stay here.But with so many things, it will be very late for her to pack up and go to sleep again, Po Muan is a little worried.Yang Xuexin was not as fretful as Park Muan, who could only think about things in her heart. Seeing that her classmates seemed to need help, she dragged Park Muan to go.

"Hi, we are in the dormitory opposite to you, and we are in the same class as you. Seeing that you have so many things here, we want to help you." Yang Xuexin straightforwardly explained her intentions as soon as she entered, and said with a straight face The look of irrefutable.

"Let's help you, you'll stay up late alone." Bo Muan looked at the dormitory where only Luo Mengran and her two lived, and he didn't feel awkward.

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