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Zhou Zhou has always seemed unhappy these two days.

The one who seemed most anxious was Wang Sheng who was sitting next to Zhou Zhou.

After returning from playing on the court outside, Wang Sheng was happy after winning a few balls. As soon as he rushed into the classroom, he saw Zhou Zhou who was still bowing his head on the desk.

He walked cattily around behind Zhou Zhou quietly, raised his hand casually, lifted Zhou Zhou's hair that was loose on his shoulders, and shouted loudly, "What are you doing, Zhou Zhou?"

The sudden shout startled Zhou Zhou, shaking the words she wrote.

Zhou Zhou frowned, unwilling to talk to Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng sat in his seat, pulled his collar, and was covered in sweat: "Why didn't Zhou Zhou go to physical education class?"

"I don't want to go." Zhou Zhou erased the calculations on the draft paper with an eraser.

"Why don't you want to go? How fun is it for everyone to play together?"

Zhou Zhou was speechless, even more speechless.

"Zhang Ailin didn't come, is there no one with you anymore? It's okay, you are with me, and we don't dislike you."

These words are poking Zhou Zhou's pain: "Thank you so much."

Hearing Zhou Zhou's words, Wang Sheng became even more interested. He threw the basketball in his hand high, then landed on his fingertips, and controlled the basketball to spin: "Zhou Zhou! Look!"

Without even raising his head, Zhou Zhou blew off the rubber residue on the paper, and casually said, "Wow, it's really good."

"Do you want to learn? I can teach you! This is very simple."

"No, thank you."

"It's okay, you don't have to be embarrassed, I don't find it troublesome at all.

Come on, Zhou Zhou, you try, you try holding the ball, it's very simple, just like this.Come come come. "Speaking, Wang Sheng forcefully handed the dirty basketball to Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou refused again and again, and stretched out his hands to refuse. Unexpectedly, Wang Sheng handed the basketball between Zhou Zhou's hands instead.

"It's really not necessary, I still have a lot of homework to do, next time."

Zhou Zhou pinched the basketball carefully with her index finger and thumb, trying not to make the basketball dirty her hands.

Wang Sheng could only hear the words "next time".

What does next time mean?

It means that Zhou Zhou wants to play.

What does it mean that Zhou Zhou wants to play but refuses?

It means that Zhou Zhou wants to play but is too embarrassed to play!

The underlying logic was running in his mind quickly, and regardless of Zhou Zhou's polite refusal, Wang Sheng raised the basketball and stood up, insisting on teaching Zhou Zhou how to move with his fingertips.

Zhou Zhou accidentally slapped the basketball hard while trying to dodge it, and the ball just fell out of Wang Sheng's hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Sheng stretched out his arms quickly, trying to hug the basketball back, but unfortunately only part of his palm touched the basketball.

"Bang" sounded.

The basketball was blocked by Wang Sheng, and the basketball that was supposed to fall on the ground hit Zhou Zhou's head heavily at this moment.

Zhou Zhou was in pain and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead.

Wang Sheng panicked all of a sudden: "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Zhou Zhou shook off Wang Sheng's hand that was about to reach out, glared at Wang Sheng, got up from his seat, and left the classroom angrily.

Before figuring out the specific situation, he seemed to have been driven away by himself. Wang Sheng was stunned, looking at the ball on the ground, and then at Zhou Zhou who fled away.

On the other hand, Bu Congming could see it clearly. After Zhou Zhou left, he laughed and laughed: "You are really a genius."

Bu Congming laughed wantonly, Wang Sheng looked annoyed, kicked the corner of his desk, and threatened: "Smile again and tell Xiaohua that you speak ill of her behind her back?"

Bu Congming looked fearless, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, pointing to the door of the classroom: "Go, I have never said such a thing, you are not afraid of the shadow, you see Xiaohua believes me, Still trust you?"

Wang Sheng looked at the half-written draft paper on Zhou Zhou's desk again, sighed, and sat down discouragedly, playing with the basketball on the ground with his heels: "Zhou Zhou is so difficult to understand."

Bu Congming patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder: "It's not that Zhou Zhou is difficult to understand, it's that you two are basically two kinds of people."

Wang Sheng shrugged his shoulders in disgust, trying to shake off Bu Congming's hand: "What do you know!"

"Do you really want to be with Zhou Zhou? Isn't your parents going to arrange for you to go abroad next semester?" Bu Congming withdrew his hand from Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng spread his hands, leaned back vigorously, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked up at the ceiling of the classroom. Above his head was a rotating broken fan, turning slowly, covered with gray-black mottled .

"Big head, life is really difficult." Wang Sheng sighed.

"Who's talking about a big head!"

Bu Congming raised his hand, and suddenly slapped Bu Congming's stomach. Wang Sheng curled up subconsciously, and accidentally knocked his head against the table behind him because of too much force.

"Hiss—" The female student who was writing in the back gasped, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Wang Sheng apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The girl glanced at Wang Sheng again, and continued to write.

Wang Sheng turned around, pressed Bu Congming's shoulder with one hand, and patted Bu Congming's head with the other hand, shouting, "Sneak attack! Sneak attack! I'll let you do a sneak attack!"

Zhou Zhou ran out of the classroom angrily, and stood alone in front of the French windows in the corridor.

Zhou Zhou's sad face is reflected on the clear glass of the window

It has been three days.

She couldn't contact Zhang Ailin at all.

Zhang Ailin's voice and smile kept appearing in Zhou Zhou's mind, and he kept recalling every moment he could remember when he got along with her.

"Why is this again? What are you thinking?"

Suddenly, the door of Wang Bing's office was pushed open behind him, and Wang Bing's eager voice sounded: "No matter what, you can't be a parent!"

Zhou Zhou turned around, just in time to see Wang Bing shouting angrily into the phone a few more times: "Hello? Hello?" Apparently the other end of the phone had already hung up.

Seeing Wang Bing angry, Zhou Zhou turned around, hoping to avoid Wang Bing's gaze.

Instead, he was stopped by Wang Bing: "Zhou Zhou, pack up Zhang Ailin's things."

Zhou Zhou was surprised and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"Just pack up the books used in the two-day course for her, and send them directly to my office later, please."

Responding to Wang Bing's words, Zhou Zhou asked, "Alin...what's wrong with Zhang Ailin?"

Wang Bing's face was ugly enough, and he sank again: "It's okay, she's not feeling well these two days, I'm afraid she'll miss the class, so I'll drop by her the book after school."

"Ah."

On the surface, he agreed, but Zhou Zhou didn't feel comforted by Wang Bing's words, but his anxiety rose layer by layer.

She faintly felt that something happened.

"Student Zhou Zhou, what's the matter?" Seeing Zhou Zhou packing up Zhang Ailin's things, Zhu Zhi asked with a smile.

Without raising his head, Zhou Zhou whispered, "It's okay."

After hearing this, Zhu Zhi laughed, reached out to pick up a pen on Zhang Ailin's desk, and threw it into Zhang He's backpack pocket in Zhou Zhou's hand: "Don't forget to bring a pen."

Zhou Zhou stopped what he was doing: "Do you know something?"

Zhu Zhi was surprised, but on the surface he still had a smile on his face: "What is Zhou Zhou referring to?"

Seeing Zhou Zhou flustered, Zhu Zhi guessed that something had happened.

Finally, she shouted towards Zhou Zhou's leaving back: "Say hello to Arlene for me, I'll be here waiting for her to come back."

Zhu Zhi opened the news page, and the top one was Chen Zhan's dialog box.

The number of unread messages in the upper right corner of Chen Zhan's avatar frame is constantly being refreshed.

"I was not feeling well and went to my brother's hospital for an examination."

"Guess whose medical record I saw?"

"I'm really speechless, I can see her everywhere."

Zhu Zhi typed a few words: "Who is it?"

"Zhang Ailin."

After handing over Zhang Ailin's book to Wang Bing, Zhou Zhou hid at the corner not far from the school gate and waited.

As soon as Wang Bing came out of the teaching building, Zhou Zhou quickly followed him.

Zhou Zhou got into the taxi that had been waiting for a long time, pointed to Wang Bing who was riding ahead, and said, "Master, please follow the electric car in front."

Not far away, Zhou Zhou saw Wang Bing park the car at the gate of the community.

"Okay, let's stop here, please master."

Zhou Zhou paid the fare in a hurry, got out of the car quickly, and followed behind Wang Bing.

After detouring two gravel roads, Wang Bing stopped at a building downstairs. He dialed the number again and said, "Father Irene, I'm already downstairs. No matter what, I must see you today. "