"Chen, do you know this boy? Who is he? "
Song Xirui asked nervously. It looks like a boyfriend and a girlfriend.
"He, Paul and Xiao Luo are childhood friends. They have known each other since childhood. He is a few months older than Paul. He has come to our school, too?"
Ouyang bochen is a bit surprised. He knows about the "love story" between uncle Fang and aunt Fang. After all, there are photos to prove it.
"Childhood sweetheart? He looks like a half breed. "
Song Xirui is a little confused. Among the Ouyang family's relatives, there are mixed race children, but there are blonde ones. According to his recent investigation, they really don't have any.
"Yes, his father is an American, and he has blonde hair. Song Xirui, what do you smoke? I don't like Paul Fong
Ouyang bochen deliberately teases Tao.
"Ouyang bochen, Ben Shao has no special hobby." Song Xirui frowned. Even if he was angry, his mood changed greatly in the past two days. If someone killed someone in front of him before, he could be as if nothing had happened.
"Sit down, ray."
Ouyang bochen suppresses a smile and looks at Song Xirui. Originally, he thinks that this guy is very cold. Nothing can make him change his face. Unexpectedly, this little thing makes him angry.
Other members of the student union shrugged their shoulders and pretended to be indifferent. They bowed their heads as if they were doing something. In fact, their ears stood up.
"Chen, I'm very angry. Do you think I'm joking with you when I say I like little rouer?"
Song Xirui stares at Ouyang bochen. When he goes back, he seriously thinks that he even went to see a literary film that he would never have seen before. What he can't say is that he wants to see little rouer.
He even made a serious comparison. He didn't go to the woods these days. At noon, he was observing other girls. He found that no matter what type of girls they were, his mood would not fluctuate.
"Rui, you don't look like a precocious type. My ruoer is only 12 years old. Please don't make up your mind about her, and my ruoer doesn't like your type..."
"Ouyang bochen, if you do this again, I'll be angry. I'm really angry."
Song Xirui doesn't like to hear such words very much. He just wants to have a friend. In recent years, he feels very lonely when he comes back to China. When he sees little rouer, his heart seems warm and fluctuates.
"I know you're angry, ray. Tell me, why do you think you like rouer?"
Ouyang bochen asked curiously. The reason why he was not worried was that he knew that song Xirui was only a hot shaver.
"Tell me first, what's the matter with Fang Hao?"
Song Xirui immediately bargained.
"It's simple. Mom Fang Hao and my aunt are not only classmates, but also friends and neighbors. When they were young, rouer stayed more at her aunt's house, while Fang Hao basically lived and ate at her aunt's house, so they were very familiar since childhood. There's no need to explain. Just a few days ago, he went back to the United States, his father..."
Ouyang bochen went on So detailed, just hope song Xirui retreat, don't disturb rouer.
Song Xirui listened very carefully. Ouyang bochen's mouth was dry, but he was depressed to see that his good friend didn't show any expression. Didn't he say it in vain for so long.
"Do you understand me, ray?"
"Gudong, Gudong --" after drinking a glass of water, Ouyang bochen said, "Rui, don't you understand
"Listen to understand, yellow boy entangled with Xiao rou'er."
Song Xirui is depressed. At this time, he has a wonderful idea in his mind. Should he go back to the seventh grade again? In this way, he can not only communicate with little rouer, but also stop those jerks, especially the Yellow haired boy.
"Did I say that? Rui, your idea is really...
"Chen, your grandfather is the school manager. I want to be a classmate of little rouer. From grade seven -"
"pop pop pop pop -"
"pop pop pop -"
Ouyang bochen, who drank the second cup of water, was not only scared to spray water, but also directly fell to the ground and broke into slag.
It's not only Ouyang bochen, but also someone who fell off his chair because of song Xirui's words.
"Too sleepy, dozing off -"
someone calmly got up, sat down again, and explained that he was shameless and embarrassed when he got up.
Song Xirui glared at the crowd and left the student union with a hum.
When song Xirui goes far away, other people come back and look at Ouyang bochen.
"President, vice president song doesn't really plan to transfer to the seventh grade, does he?"
Ouyang bochen white spoke of that one eye.
"Did you smoke with song Xirui? Even if song Xirui wants to, do you think the school will agree? Will his family agree? "
"Well, if it's a year behind, it's too much."
"Come on, make your own."Ouyang bochen is not calm about this meeting. He thinks that song Xirui will really go to rouer's class and catch up with him.
At this time, of course, song Xirui would not go to class 7 (3) foolishly. Instead, he was going to talk to the headmaster. Anyway, the reason why he went to school was because he was too boring. As for the content of the book, it was nothing at all.
What song Xirui didn't expect was that on the way, he saw the two boys of the dragon family and the yellow boy. They were talking and laughing.
"Long Qingan, long Qingfei, Ouyang bochen is looking for you."
He came forward, calmly stopped three people, face unchanged.
"Fourth cousin, senior, are you...
An'an and Feifei are a little dizzy, so fourth cousin is looking for them? Why?
"I'm vice president Song Xirui. Chen is looking for you in the student union. Go quickly. It seems that it's because of Zhao in class 7 (3) before."
Listen to song Xirui talk about Zhao Wanrou, An'an and Feifei, then I believe.
"Paul, let's go to the student union first."
"OK, I'll go back to the classroom first, and we'll talk after school."
Fang Hao waves his hand. Anyway, even if he can't see her at school, he can see her at home. It's nothing. What he talks about with his hometown brother is xiaorou's business. In recent years, he talks to the Dragon brothers every week and asks about xiaorou's business.
Watching An'an and Feifei leave, song Xirui catches up with Fang Hao.
"Fang Xuedi -"
Fang Hao looks at the hand on his shoulder and looks at Song Xirui doubtfully.
"What's up, senior?"
"I'd like to ask you something. Can we find a convenient place to talk?"
Song Xirui is holding Fang Hao's shoulder. He is going to teach Huang Mao a lesson today. You stay well in America. What are you doing in Huatian city?
"Now?" Fang Hao looked at the time, and it was very close to the class time.
"Yes, don't worry. I can't delay your class. Let's go."
Song Xirui has made up his mind that he won't let the boy into the classroom in the afternoon.
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