The sweet smell of citrus

Are you in a daze? Just now you want to eat instant noodles.

How embarrassing it would be if someone you know saw it.

"The machine for recharging the card at noon was broken. It was late after I recharged the card, so I wanted to come here to buy something to eat."

"Oh, so that's how it is." So?The school committee looked around, a bunch of Mrs. Kang, white portraits, and Tong Er came into view, she blinked, "Wow, is the monitor going to eat instant noodles today?!"

She had never seen the monitor eat instant noodles before!

The curious eyes almost came to her face, Song Yi felt more and more embarrassed, she brushed her hair, and said casually: "Where, I want to eat bread or biscuits, but..."

"It seems that I have misread the shelf."

"Is that so?"

Holding the notes, the school committee glanced at the canteen, a bit puzzled as to how Song Yi could see the wrong shelf, but——

It's all the little things!

"If the squad leader wants to buy cookies, come here! There are a lot of cookies here!"

Therefore, with the help of the Enthusiastic Education Committee, Song Yi picked up a box of matcha cakes from the shelf on the left, and bought a small bottle of mineral water when he went out.

After that, the two went to the print shop together.

Because there are a lot of materials that need to be copied, Song Yi and Jiang Ying, the school committee member, eat cakes beside the printer when the printer is working.

"Well, I should have bought a bottle of water just now, this biscuit is too sweet, it will be a little greasy if you don't drink water."

"It's indeed a bit sweet." Song Yi didn't expect that he would grab such a greasy biscuit casually.

She is someone who is used to eating lists. When such a sweet thing enters the mouth, hiss, not to mention that it is not delicious, but this sugar...fat, and the calories are probably amazing.

Thinking of this, Song Yi didn't take it after eating the biscuit in his hand, but just drank a few more sips of water.

However, she remembered something.

"Yingying, why didn't you have lunch?" Jiang Ying should be very quick in doing things, and counting the number of people is not a difficult task. At this point...she should come out of the cafeteria.

Jiang Ying swallowed the biscuit in her mouth, looked at Song Yi, and said, "I should have time to eat it, but after chatting with the transfer students in the classroom, it was too late."

"Transfer student?" Song Yi was aroused by these three words.

"Yeah, she seems to have something to do. She didn't go back right away at noon. After chatting for a while, she has been reading your notes."

"Look at my notes?" Strange.

Jiang Ying hummed a few times, "Hey, what's your tone, monitor, what's so strange about reading your notes, our whole class likes to read your notes."

"But speaking of it, I have something strange and I want to ask you." The school committee looked at Song Yi curiously.

Song Yi glanced at her, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "What's the problem?"

"Squad leader, do you think the transfer students are particularly cute?"

"..."

Song Yi, who maintained an elegant smile, almost choked when he heard this question. "Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

"Because you always feel that you are extra friendly to her."

Song Yi was taken aback.

Speaking of which... this Jiang Ying was Song Yi's Raiders who had scored high scores.

A girl with vitality, polite to others, capable in doing things, sunny and popular, she is a very special person to Song Yi.

I didn't expect to hear this sentence from her mouth.

So—is she really special to Cheng Jialan?

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High school gave everyone a long period of rest at noon.

Most of the day students go home to eat, and those who live far away are basically boarding, and now they stay in the dormitory.

People like Song Yi, although they live not far away, but feel that they are easy to get tanned when they go home at noon, so they sit in the classroom and do their homework.

In the quiet classroom, there is only the rustling sound of the pen nib sliding on the white paper.

Not long after, the classroom door rang. Song Yi thought it was Jiang Ying who had gone to eat in the cafeteria, and subconsciously raised her head, but she never thought that Cheng Jialan was the one who caught her eyes.

She also came very early today.

but……

Before the day passed, Song Yi quickly lowered his head and continued to sink into the sea of ​​questions.

Cheng Jialan looked at the situation and it seemed that the situation was not going well, her eyebrows were all tangled together.

……

Wow, is this person so angry?It's been so long!It's almost five hours!Still angry because of such a 'little' thing.

Muttering twice in his heart, Cheng Jialan moved to his seat.

She sat down, but the surroundings were still very quiet.

No one greeted, no one reminded, not even a look.

Cheng Jialan felt uncomfortable while sitting.

She wanted to talk to Song Yi, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she didn't know what to say to break the silence.

Song Yi, who was holding a pen, looked at Cheng Jialan who was twisting and twisting beside him, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

Also know that the air pressure is low?

The speed of doing the questions slowed down significantly. After a while, someone suddenly rubbed her elbow.

She ignored it on purpose, and about ten seconds later, the man rubbed her again.

Hmm... the heart that has not received a response for a long time feels a little relieved.

Chapter 17 I apologize!Please forgive me! QQ

Being repeatedly 'violated', Song Yi put down the pen in his hand.