Can I like you?

The mid-term exam will be in a few days. The people in Class [-] are almost crazy. They are desperately memorizing and brushing up the questions. You can hear their reading from a long distance. For a poor class like Class [-] These are simply noises.

"Damn! It's so annoying!" There was a boy in the front row sleeping on the table, unable to fall asleep due to the noise, cursing, "Sooner or later, I will report to Class [-], do you know if it disturbs people's rest?"

The boys around him playing with mobile phones or origami airplanes all nodded in agreement.

The Chinese teacher on the podium could only correct homework tremblingly, not daring to maintain discipline.

Rather than correcting homework, it is more like crossing the homework. Anyway, most of them are empty, and occasionally one or two are messed up.

Mr. Zhang, who has been teaching Chinese for a short time, has a timid and a bit arrogant personality. He is still very upset to be assigned to such a poor class. He is so angry that he really wants to tear up these rubbish homework, and then give them a hard lesson.

But she didn't dare, because before teaching this class, she had heard that all the students in this class were gangsters, and it was not a problem to hit a teacher casually, so she had to let them go, anyway, when she grew up There will be no future.

Thinking of this, Teacher Zhang sighed, and opened the next homework book, but suddenly stopped, staring at the homework book with his eyes, as if he felt that he was hallucinating.

This is such a neat and graceful handwriting.

This smooth writing and neat typography.

Are you sure this was written by the people in Class Nine? ?

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, and took another look to confirm that it was true, her eye sockets suddenly turned red.

After teaching this class for so long, this is the first time she has seen such a perfect homework, causing her hand to hold the homework book to tremble.

Everyone in the class was clamoring, and suddenly heard Teacher Zhang's slightly trembling voice on the podium, "Who is Song Yao?"

The whole class fell silent for a while, and everyone turned their attention to the last row.

There were two girls sitting in the last row, and the girl with soft long hair and cold eyes stood up, "I..."

"Okay, come out with the teacher."

Song Yao was a little puzzled, but followed her out of the classroom.

"Hey! Did you get called out by the teacher again?"

"Seeing her being so proud all day makes me uncomfortable, why don't you go to class one?"

As soon as I left the classroom, some girls talked about her unhappily, but they were all stopped by Bai Qi in the back row with a look. Compared to these girls, Xiao Xiaoxiao, the eldest sister who hated Song Yao the most, has stopped recently and hasn't come to look for her. They are in trouble, except for being affectionate with Chu Hengxiu in the space, everything seems to be normal.

Bai Qi always had a bad feeling, she felt that Xiao Xiaoxiao would not let it go.

When Xiao Xiaoxiao was almost staring at a hole in the back, Xia Tiantian in the front row suddenly turned around and said in a low voice, "Hey, Xiaobai, have you heard that Song Yao seems to be going to the first shift."

"What?" Bai Qi's heart suddenly missed a beat.

"What what?!" Wen Hao also came over, "The goddess is going to class one?? How is this possible?"

"Don't you believe me." Xia Tiantian said seriously, "I passed by the office last time, and I heard several teachers in Class [-] were praising Song Yao, saying they wanted to transfer her to Class [-].

Moreover, the midterm exam is so strict this time. I heard that Su Lan told the grade teacher specifically to let a good grade like Song Yao go to her class. "

"Damn it!" Wen Hao was stunned, "Isn't this too dark??"

"That's not it." Zhang Qi beside him sighed, "I can't help it, it's all because Song Yao is too good."

"I think it's not necessarily a bad thing for an excellent person like Song Yao to go to the first class..."

Xia Tiantian touched Bai's abandoned table with her elbow, "Xiao Bai, are you right?"

Bai Qi, who usually talks the most, talked very little today, a little lost in thought, and only realized it after Xia Tiantian called her a few times, and casually hummed a few times.

After a few minutes, Song Yao came back.

"Hey, what did the teacher call you out for?" As soon as she sat down, Wen Hao couldn't help asking.

Song Yao glanced at Teacher Zhang who looked at her from time to time on the podium, holding back a smile, "It's nothing, just let me study hard and win glory for Class Nine."

That being said, Teacher Zhang almost knelt on the ground and begged her at that time, and told her to stay in Class Ninth and win glory for Class Ninth. The tearful appearance made her afraid that Song Yao would go to another class.

Bai Qi sat in the corner and glanced at her, his brows and eyes were bent, a little reluctantly.

I feel a little depressed.

The second class is mathematics. Ma Fengsheng's lectures always give people the illusion of listening to a bible, and they are confused, and they may fall asleep after a while.

Most of the students in the class have already fallen asleep. After all, it is summer, coupled with that rather vicissitudes of voice, it is sure to have a good dream.

Bai Qi has already given the teacher a lot of face, and he hasn't fallen down yet. He listened to his lecture with his eyelids open, and when he closed his eyes for the Nth time, there was a "Thank you sister Yao" on the table.

Bai Qi raised the corners of his mouth at her, then squeezed the lemon candy in his palm, instead of eating it, he carefully stuffed it into his pocket.

In summer, there are always watermelon sellers at the back door of the school, holding a loudspeaker and yelling "Watermelon is for sale", "It's big and sweet", "It's not delicious, it doesn't cost money".

After yelling several times, everyone in the class was about to bleed out, Bai Qi touched Song Yao who was listening to the lecture, "Sister Yao, let's wait to buy watermelon."

Song Yao thought for a while, "Okay..."

The end of the second period is a big break, and there is a half-hour break. Many people go straight to the canteen and the back gate after class.

When Song Yao and Bai Qi rushed to the back school gate, they found that it was already full of people, all of whom came to buy watermelons.

"There are too many people." Song Yao glanced at the crowd.

Bai Qi chuckled, "Look at me..."

Song Yao raised his eyebrows, and saw Bai Qi walking over confidently, and then whispered, "Ah! Who lost the 100 yuan?"

Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads and began to change money.

"My money my money!"

"Where? Where?"

"Fuck! You stepped on my foot!"

When they reacted, Bai Qi had already walked away slowly whistling with two pieces of watermelon.

Song Yao was not far away, seeing all of this, seeing Bai Qi walking over with a watermelon, the smile on his brows was quickly hidden, "It's pretty amazing."

Bai Qi gave her the big watermelon, and said very maturely, "Experience gained after mixing for a long time."

The two found a quiet place and sat on chairs to eat watermelon.

Girls who eat watermelon are generally extra careful, because the watermelon juice may splash on them accidentally.

And you have to maintain a good eating appearance, but Bai Qi is completely different. He gnaws a piece of watermelon carelessly, and his mouth and collar are full of bright red watermelon juice.

"This is your white shirt." Song Yao glanced at her several times, but couldn't help reminding her.

Bai Qi only cared about eating, and replied vaguely "Oh".

Song Yao didn't say anything more, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, a little wanting to laugh.

Eat like a bunny.

"Sister Yao, are you nervous about the midterm exam?" After eating the watermelon, Bai Qi casually wiped his hands and collar with a tissue, and asked seemingly indifferently.

Song Yao shook his head directly, "Not nervous, how about you?"

Bai Qi took a deep breath, "To be honest, I'm quite nervous."

Song Yao

Bai Qi grabbed her hand and smiled, "It's not about this, it's about you."

Song Yao's hand paused, feeling the girl's warm and trembling hands.

Bai Qi looked at her dim eyes, pursed his lips and said, "Sister Yao, I heard from them that you are going to class one, right?"

"You are very nice, really, just, just..." Bai Qi paused for a while, it was the first time for her to say such nasty words, and she couldn't help but rub her head irritably.

Continue to say, "Anyway, I just want to be friends with you, the best kind, and I don't want to be separated from you."

In addition to being afraid of the dark, Bai Qi is also afraid of losing.

She wouldn't be able to stand her best friend leaving.

What Song Yao looked down was the girl's curly hair and thin shoulders, which made people feel distressed. She squeezed Bai Qi's palm, "I will always be in Class Nine."

Bai Qi raised his head abruptly, his eyes lit up, "Really?"

Song Yao nodded, and said seriously, "Really..."

"That's good, that's good!" Bai Qi heaved a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death, I thought you would leave!"

Song Yao looked at her amusedly, "No..."

Even if she knew that many teachers wanted her to go to a good class, she would not go.

The previous painful experience, once is enough.

There were still a few minutes before class, and the two slowly got up and went back to the teaching building.

"Sister Yao, will your parents come after the midterm exam?" Bai Qi suddenly asked on the way back to the classroom.

Song Yao was stunned, she didn't know that her voice was a little cold at that moment, "Don't come..."

My heart was a little numb and aching, like being pricked by a needle, starting from my chest and spreading all over my body.

Bai Qi keenly saw her clenched fist, and quickly changed the subject, "Me too..."

In fact, Bai Qi suddenly realized at that moment that she and Song Yao had known each other for so long, but she didn't know her at all, her family, and why she came here to study.

However, the only thing she knew was that Song Yao's past must have been painful, so painful that she didn't want to think about it.

Song Yao's fist slowly loosened, and he let out a tired "um"...

The class bell rang soon, Xia Tiantian saw Song Yao and the others came back, and couldn't help asking, "Where did you go?"

Bai Qi chuckled, "Go eat something delicious."

"Delicious?!" Xia Tiantian asked angrily, "You didn't call on Bai Qi's stall to spread your hands," you didn't say either. "

"Oh! Woman!"

Song Yao sat there, the sun shone brightly on her cold and gentle side face, with spots of leaves outside, her eyes flickered, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Bai Qi propped his chin and looked at her for a while, then slipped a note to her quietly.

Song Yao opened it and saw that the font was as scribbled as ever, but he could still tell what was written.

—Hope we can need each other and embrace each other.

——Sister Yao, you are the ray of sunshine I met.

Song Yao has a bad memory, and basically only remembers the knowledge he has learned such as words, physics, formulas, history, and ancient poetry. Other than that, he only remembers everything about Baiqi.

Among them, what she will never forget for the rest of her life, so that every time she recalls it, there is the cool summer breeze and the sweetness of watermelon, is the sentence that the girl wrote to her when she was 18 years old.

——Sister Yao, you are the ray of sunshine I met.