Good peach

The default rules like whispering, as long as it doesn't affect the whole class, she will try to make herself as comfortable as possible under the default rules.

But who told her that there was a little old man next to her who had to strictly abide by the rules. Every time she wanted to say something in class, no matter how softly or lightly she moved, Sang Tao had to change as much as possible because of her pitiful appearance that she was afraid that she would be found out. Get rid of this habit.

Hang Shulan sighed sweetly and distressedly. The teacher on the podium has already announced the new homework, "Well, some students in the class have relatively serious problems in oral English, so we assign a new homework this time."

"Don't worry, this homework is for two people to set up an English study group. Of course, you can have three or four people if you want. This homework is due once a week. Every week, uh, class representatives, we have English class?"

"Yes, in the afternoon" the representative of the English class answered with a crisp voice.

"Then we will take 10 minutes every Friday, and select groups to come up and perform situational dialogue performances within 5 minutes"

As soon as the English teacher's words fell, the whispers below became open and aboveboard, most of them were discussing the new weekly homework. As a student, I don't really want to do any homework, although this kind of performance sounds very Interesting look, but for some people who are ashamed to perform in front of the public, and even stutter nervously reciting texts in front of the teacher alone, it is undoubtedly a public execution.

Sang Tao was in this kind of rank, with a wrinkled little face, especially reluctant.

Hang Shulan pretended to be hurt and sad, "Why, don't you want to be in a group with me?"

Yun Mingchen, who originally wanted to ask Sister Hang Sangtao if she wanted a group of four, silently withdrew her hand, didn't she hear Sister Hang say about them?In the world of two people, he still needs to have the consciousness of being a light bulb. In a team of two with Jiang Yan, Yun Mingchen is not unhappy, but feels that he must be molested by Jiang Yan during team formation or daily practice. up.

Yun Mingchen turned around with a sigh, and saw Jiang Yan's smiling eyes, "How is it? I said that Sister Hang doesn't need me, right? Don't struggle anymore, just stay with me obediently, you know?"

Yun Mingchen nodded aggrievedly, and took the lead in mourning for a few minutes for the fiery life he was about to have.

The teacher arranged the background of this week's situational dialogue homework on the podium, and Sang Tao took notes carefully. Even if she had a subconscious resistance to speaking English, the consciousness of a good student told her to finish the homework seriously.

For situational dialogue, Sang Tao can write a small script without thinking for a long time. The script is ready, but the problem is to open the dialogue. In order to help Sang Tao solve this problem, Hang Shulan decided to start additional training every night. Of course, the place is from Her room was transferred to Sang Tao's room.

Sang Tao questioned this, why do you need to change the room for the situational dialogue?Hang Shulan plausibly said, "The homework is done in my room, and your room will be dusted if you don't use it."

Sang Tao, who had to go back to sleep every night, expressed confusion. Although she felt that something was wrong, she still obeyed Hang Shulan's arrangement and moved the place to Sang Tao's room.

Compared with the empty one at the beginning, Sangtao's room now looks like a room. There are many more furniture that Hang Shulan bought for Sangtao before, such as some cute plush toys. Those are the last time Hang Shulan brought Sangtao. The doll that Tao caught when she went to the game city.

There is also a lazy sofa that looks very comfortable. On the balcony, there is a small swing, a tea table, and some plants. It's different from Hang Shulan's room, but it's full of Hang Shulan's flavor everywhere. After all, these things are picked by Hang Shulan just like the sangtao.

Hang Shulan glanced at Sang Tao's room first, and nodded with satisfaction. The original furniture bookshelf was already full of Sang Tao's books, not only exercise books, but also some books that Sang Tao was interested in.

There was only one chair in Sangtao's room, and Hang Shulan chose to sit on the edge of Sangtao's bed carelessly. Compared with hers, Sangtao's bed was softer, and it also had a faint peach aroma. I don't know if it was because I eat too much peach-flavored candies on weekdays, and now even the commonly used objects have a faint fragrance.

Hang Shulan thought so in his heart, so he asked this question.

Sang Tao didn't expect Hang Shulan to have such a sharp nose. Her belongings did have a faint peach aroma. She liked to eat peaches since she was a child, probably because it was the season when peaches were ripe when she was adopted, so her There is a peach in the name, probably because she and Tao Zi have formed an indissoluble bond since they were young. She especially likes peaches, and the frequently used objects around her will unconsciously carry a faint peach fragrance.

Sang Tao lowered her head and murmured in response, "Maybe, I like peaches better."

Hang Shulan stopped asking about the smell, and turned his attention to the situational dialogue.

The background of the situational dialogue this time is probably because the teacher thought that they were doing this assignment for the first time, and the background they chose was relatively simple, just a party background, with only this one requirement, and did not say much about the rest of the requirements.

According to the prepared script, the character played by Hang Shulan spoke first.

Hang Shulan's pronunciation has a bit of his own characteristics. Sang Tao doesn't know how to describe it, but just thinks it sounds really nice.

Hang Shulan waited for a while after reading her part, but she didn't hear Sang Tao take the next part. She looked up and saw that the little girl was in a daze. She didn't know what she was thinking, so she urged, "What are you thinking about?" ? So hard? Back to the soul."

Sang Tao blushed when she came back to her senses. She didn't dare to say that she was thinking about how beautiful Sister Shulan's voice was, and she was in a daze for such a long time. She blushed and changed the topic, "I was distracted just now, let's do it again."

Hang Shulan didn't think much about it, and re-read this part of her dialogue. Sang Tao stared at the small note in her hand. Obviously, the words on it were all written by herself. She could almost write every word before the situational dialogue. I have memorized the pronunciation, but once it is in public, even though the audience is only Hang Shulan, Sang Tao is nervous and can't read it.

Those familiar words on weekdays seem to be distorted into monsters with claws and claws at this moment, flying out of the page and surrounding them, and these distorted words all burst into laughter.

"Look at her, she can't even read such simple words"

"The teacher still clicks on her every time, hahahaha, is it just to make us laugh?"

"Waste time, just sit down without talking"

"Stuttering, people who don't know it think it's a small stuttering"

Sarcasm and uncomfortable laughter came from all directions, Sang Tao almost thought at this moment that the period of time he had lived so happily was his imagination, and when he opened his eyes, he would find that he was still dressed in old clothes. There are always small wounds on the clothes and hands, and Sangtao who needs to take care of his younger brother's parents when he returns home.

"Sangtao? Taotao? Good Taotao?" Hang Shulan called out Sangtao's sanity with a more anxious voice. Sangtao gasped heavily, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Taotao? What's wrong with you?" Hang Shulan supported Sang Tao's arm and sat down on the edge of the bed, "Are you all right?"

Sang Tao took a breath, looked around subconsciously, everything is still familiar, she has not returned to her previous life, it's great, it's great——

"Taotao?" Hang Shulan looked at Sangtao's tears in a daze, "Good Taotao, why are you crying? If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, good Taotao, don't cry, don't cry anymore."

Sang Tao didn't want to cry either, but thinking that all this was not imagined by her, and that she had already escaped from that twisted home, the moment of happiness made Sang Tao cry involuntarily.

Hang Shulan reached out and took Sang Tao into his arms, patted Sang Tao's back lightly, coaxing people like a child, "Why does our family Sang Tao love to cry so much recently? They all turned into little crying bags up"

Sang Tao is stuffy in Hang Shulan's arms and greedily breathes the fragrance of Miss Shulan's body, which is reassuring. The beating heart in the chest is slowly returning to its previous frequency. Li backed out, "Sister Shulan, I'm fine, shall we continue?"

"Continue what to continue!" Hang Shulan had a straight face, looking a little scary, but Sang Tao was not afraid, "It's all like this and continue? I don't want to talk about it today, I will live in your room, huh?"

Sang Tao was taken aback, does Sister Shulan want to live in her room?

In this way, this seems to be, it seems to be quite good.

Sang Tao thought about how Sister Shulan lived in her room, and blushed for her own imagination, especially when the imagined candidate was sitting in front of her.