Yang Songshu had already brought the cake to the class and waited for Xue Xueer to give it to her as soon as she appeared. Unfortunately, Xue Xueer didn't show up after waiting for a long time.
He frowned, wondering why she hadn't come yet. Finally, when the class bell rang, she stepped into the classroom with her schoolbag on her back.
I was in a hurry and my steps were a little messy. I still quickly returned to my seat. Before Miss Huang came, she quickly took out stationery and textbooks from her schoolbag and spread them.
From the perspective of Yang Songshu, we can see her body undulating up and down. It is obvious that she is running too fast and panting.
Because Mr. Huang came, it was difficult to take out the cake box he hid in the drawer. That excited heart was gradually put back into my stomach. Just wait for the next class.
His deskmate was curious. It was rare that he didn't pay attention to the test paper and looked at his absent-minded.
He quietly touched Yang Songshu's arm with his elbow and whispered, "Why are you always absent-minded today? I heard you got good grades?"
He also heard the legend of Yang Songshu in the second middle school later. Everyone said he was in poor health, but he was smarter than anyone else. He won many awards in succession. The last time the boy saw his notes, he became more and more impressed with his deskmate.
He couldn't help wondering who was the best between Yang Songshu and Xue Xueer? But seeing that the two men were very familiar, he couldn't ask so.
"Generally, what are you doing?" Yang Songshu said casually, and then his eyes turned from Xue Xueer's direction to his deskmate. His eyes took a lot of exploration and scared the boys for a time.
He humbly raised his hand to his glasses and said, "nothing, nothing, just care about you."
Yang Songshu's silence confirms the previous rumors. He didn't want to talk to Yang Songshu anymore. He turned back and continued to meddle with his little world.
"OK, students, that's all for this class. If you have any questions, come back to me in the office." Mr. Huang left with a water cup and textbooks. As soon as he left, the whole person was like liberating nature.
Noisy, boys and girls are chirping. They all cherish the rare recess time and race against time. Some even took out the playing cards they bought.
Suddenly, the back of the classroom became a card playing area, which was very noisy.
Fortunately, Yang Songshu and Xue Xueer sat in the front row. Yang Songshu was not affected by the atmosphere behind him. He finally had a chance to take out the cake in his drawer.
"Cher, Cher, come and see."
After sweeping away the indifference just now, Yang Songshu suddenly had a little tenderness on his body, which looked more smoke and anger. With smiling eyes and eyebrows, he pushed things from his desk to Xue Xueer like a treasure.
Xue Xueer's pupils are slightly enlarged. God, such a big cake. Looking at the attention of many students, she frowned slightly and said, "Songshu, what are you?"
"I made it specially for you."
He rarely bowed his head shyly like a little boy, with a faint blush on his face.
Xue Xueer didn't notice his expression, and her mind was focused on his words. She was surprised and even curious: "did you do it yourself? How long did it take you?"
"Soon, I made it for you."
He took all his afternoon's efforts lightly. If Yang's mother knows, she has to shake her head, silly child.
Xue Xueer hasn't eaten cake for a long time. The current situation of her family can't often afford to eat cake. But if you do it yourself, you can really save a lot.
However, she didn't want to accept the cake: "Songshu, I don't need it. Keep it for yourself."
As soon as Yang Songshu heard it, he was anxious and refused to obey anything: "no, you must take this cake."