Just entering senior three, Wen Li felt the pressure.
She leaned back in her seat and turned to look at the window in a daze.
Even if the results of her excellent, after entering the third year of high school, also feel the pressure doubled, almost bald head.
She wants to go to the same university as LAN Ming.
LAN Ming is the best university in the city. He has very high requirements. Few people can get into it.
Wen Li sighed, shook his head and continued to bow his head.
This is a self-study class, the teacher left homework.
In senior three, most students are struggling.
Wen Li is in the key class, are good students, one by one Mao full strength forward.
Of course, no matter how good the class is, it can be one, two, three.
Some of them are excellent, but some of them are not.
I don't know how the note got to Wenli.
Wen Li spread out the note and looked at it. It said: Wen Li, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, you are electricity, you are light, so you live in my heart
Wen Li was stunned, and he couldn't write a love letter. It's all about what.
Obviously literary talent is not good, but also drag with what.
Without thinking about it, Wen Li threw the note into the garbage bag.
Finally, after school at noon, Wen Li rubbed his eyes and got up to go to the canteen for dinner.
Wen's father and mother are very busy. They often run all kinds of places, so most of the time, there are only aunts at home.
Wen Li felt that it was too cold, coupled with heavy schoolwork, so he chose accommodation.
"Wenli, go, there will be more people in a while."
Good friend Ling Yao rushed in quickly and held Wen Li's hand.
Ling Yao is in the next class. Every time she goes to dinner, she is in this state.
There are a lot of people in this key high school, and the canteen environment is OK, but the place is relatively small, and every meal is crowded.
Ling Yao is a foodie and can't bear hunger.
So as soon as class was over, he took Wen Li to the canteen.
But it's still a bit late today. When they go, they have already lined up a long line, which makes people a little desperate.
"Miserable, miserable, we have to queue up again."
Ling Yao stood on tiptoe and looked at it, ready to cry without tears.
How long does it have to wait? Her stomach.
"Just wait."
"I still have snacks. I can't. let's go for snacks."
Wenli is not very hungry.
Ling Yao looked back at her and said with a smile, "Wenli, who hasn't come recently?"
"Who?"
Wen Li was stunned.
"Pretend what, others don't know, I can't know, master LAN."
Ling Yao smiles brightly, "every time master LAN comes, you don't eat with me. You go out for a big meal every day."
"But occasionally I can get some light. I haven't got a big meal recently."
"He went abroad."
Wen Li's face flushed.
These days is too busy, LAN Ming did not come, she did not take it seriously.
"No wonder he would have come if he hadn't gone abroad."
"I really envy you..."
"Wenli, I'll buy you what you want to eat."
Just then, an excited voice came.
The boy in the front row is thin, tall and white.
As soon as he looked back and saw Wen Li at the back, he was immediately happy, waving his arms and being a fool.
Wen Li
"No..."
"I'll have the same as Wenli. I'll have the spareribs and rice with a boiled egg. By the way, I'll have a large one."