By the time I got out of the canteen, the snow had stopped.

Because there are too many people walking in the snow, it is full of footprints, and the snow stops, so it has begun to melt.

Song Ci feels super pity.

However, it is a pity.

When they arrived in the classroom, Song Ci was admired by the whole class.

The chorus they performed yesterday, in their own words, is shit.

But Song Ci is different. The performance of Song Ci is still in a mess on the Internet.

Now, Song Ci has become the representative of artistic expression in their class.

However, Song Ci only felt that she was stared at all over.

Unable to stand the strange gaze of these people from time to time, Song Ci quickly stepped to her own seat.

The last row.

Now, there are no people who pay attention to her.

When Song Ci enters the classroom, they just look at Song Ci. If Song Ci is in the last row and people still turn around to look, it's too wrong.

What if Song Ci gets angry?

Therefore, we are still very rational.

Always remember that the title of Prince of the Song family is still on the head of Song Ci.

In fact, many people thought Song Ci was a performance they signed up for.

Only some people who followed knew that Song Ci was bitten by a dog.

Tang Yuan is one of them.

Today, someone came to ask him when Song Ci quietly ran to sign up.

Of course, Tang Yuan was adamant, and he didn't know.

But others obviously don't believe it.

After all, because Tang Yuan and Song Ci are teammates, we think Tang Yuan must know.

But Tang Yuan didn't say, they had no way.

Tang Yuan didn't know what else he could do except looking up at the sky.

Their vice captain was trapped and couldn't tell, so he could only express his sadness sadly, which others couldn't understand.

That is, I know the big secret, but I can't tell it.

It's really suffocating. It's unbearable.

Song Ci didn't know what Tang Yuan thought, so the early reading class began.

Song Ci took out a book and began to read it.

After the morning reading class, someone came to Song Ci.

Song Ci looked at the door of the classroom and recognized who the man was.

It was Hua Sheng who presided over the new year's party with Chu Rong yesterday.

Song Ci had some doubts. She didn't know what the hostess was looking for.

However, Song Ci got up from his seat and walked out of the classroom.

"Song Ci, let me introduce myself first. My name is Hua Sheng." Hua Sheng is a little excited, but he still tries to keep a gentle and generous smile on his face.

"I know." Song Ci nodded.

I said it when the new year's Day party began yesterday.

Song Ci has a good memory.

"Then, Hua Sheng, what can I do for you?" Song Ci asked.

She felt that Huasheng could not find her and stare at her.

Hua Sheng wants to keep staring at Song Ci, but she has something serious to do this time.

"Here you are." Hua Sheng handed Song Ci a folded white paper.

Song Ci raised her eyebrows, but she still took it.

Although this kind of paper delivery made Song Ci think of the scene of delivering love letters, Song Ci looked at the paper and thought that if love letters were written on such paper, they should not be written on such paper.

Moreover, the Huasheng student in front of her should not be like the kind of person who will deliver love letters to her.