Chapter 430

The two schools participated in the calligraphy competition at the same time. This kind of beauty also depends on strength. When they got the first and second places several times, people were numb to the cruel fact.

Meng Ziheng was shocked to take part in the competition.

You should know that the Mencius family attached great importance to the ownership of their children's works. Therefore, after the beginning of the school, Meng Ziheng did not participate in all school activities and competitions, and the school almost acquiesced in this matter.

However, Meng Ziheng took part in the competition, and he was still with song Ye. The person who has a heart can smell the unusual smell in an instant. The reason why Meng Shao is abnormal is absolutely related to song Ye.

Song Ye several people are also a little surprised, after class, Gu Yitong a gossip mouth immediately idle, "Zi Heng, your grandfather is not allowed you to participate in the competition?"

"No?" Wang Qianqian smelled the smell of gossip and asked.

"Well, no matter primary school or junior high school, we all go to the same school. The Meng family is strict in the management. His grandfather does not allow Meng Ziheng's works to be on the market, so from childhood to adulthood, Ziheng has never participated in any competition." Gu Yitong has no defense against song ye and Wang Qianqian, so he has no intention of hiding.

However, Fang ye at the back sees a clue, looks at Meng Ziheng and says, "are you afraid Fu tong'er is going to trouble song ye through the competition?"

In a word, the success let song Ye look sideways.

"Keke, I also want to compete with song Ye." Mencius Heng felt that he was staring at by the deep and cold eyes, some chest tightness and shortness of breath, so he quickly moved away from the sight, quietly red ear.

It's not a bad thing to have more people around, and song Ye doesn't think much about it.

Meng Ziheng was punished by master Meng for this incident, and how much tears he suffered from Fu tong'er. Not to mention, before the end of December, all the students were in the stage of preparing for the final exam. Song ye and Mencius Heng were busy and engaged in calligraphy practice in the school.

"Ah, it's so handsome and beautiful that we girls can't stand it."

"Tut Tut, I didn't expect that song ye could write such arbitrary and domineering words when he looked at his softness and weakness. I can't look at his appearance. I admire him. I'm a man, and I'll bow down under his school uniform trousers."

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Inevitably, a group of students are always lying at the door of the requisitioned Calligraphy Club classroom. Facing the two figures standing side by side, they are either taking pictures or being crazy.

Because of the introduction of computer courses in Shishi, the school has set up a campus network for students to get familiar with the network world better and faster, so students can exchange various kinds of consultation.

On this day, the students of several classes in turn saw two slender figures standing side by side by the window in the afterglow of the sun. They wrote with bright wrists and focused eyes. One was as cold as the bright moon in the sky, and the other was indifferent as strong pines and bamboo trees. They were also gorgeous. They were reflected in the same photo frame, and they were as beautiful as the immortal coming out of a splash ink painting Average.

More people in the following reply: Fairy Jiao Jiao Jiao's posture, but countless.

For a time, the two school grass directly overshadowed the senior two and the third grade, becoming the object of the whole school girls.

At night, after taking a bath, song Ye found that Mencius Heng seldom played with his mobile phone in a daze, "what's the matter?" As she wiped her hair, she swept her eyes to the table top. She found that there was no word left on the rice paper, and even the ink stone was not ground. She was a little surprised to pick her eyebrows.

For such a long time in the same bedroom, song Ye knows Meng Ziheng's habit of practicing calligraphy every night. In addition to leaving no long whip, his life is similar to that of the ancients. It's hard to see him play with his smartphone several times a month.

It's new today. I started to play with my mobile phone without practicing.

As a result, Meng Ziheng's mobile phone almost fell off. Fortunately, he caught it quickly, which made him evasive, "well, I've practiced a lot recently, and I'm tired. What's your state? You're leaving the day after tomorrow. Do you need to arrange anything

Song Ye swept suspiciously on his face twice. Seeing that the topic was diverted, he did not ask much. He directly shook his head and went to the cabinet and took out the computer. "No, it's not long to go to battle with light clothes."

The competition is in another high school, bus pick-up, after a night back, song Ye is not like other girls go out big bag, always everything is simple.

Mencius Heng nodded, but also just should a, see people with a computer to the living room did not mean to come in again, this just re opened the mobile phone screen, staring at the top of the school forum pictures, pursed his lips, finally carefully Click Save, and then set up a screen saver.

The screen was opened again in the dark, and you could see two slender figures standing side by side in the setting sun. Mencius Heng looked and looked at it again and again, and his mouth could not help but smile.

On this day, the content fermented on the school forum not only attracted Meng Ziheng's attention. In the girl dormitory of the school, Fu tong'er slammed his mobile phone on the ground. His gentle and delicate face was ferocious at the moment, and no longer had the charm of classical beauty.

She was an orphan girl picked up by the Meng family from the roadside. She knew how to look at other people's faces when she was young. She knew that what she wanted needed to be perfected and worked hard step by step. So she went to learn calligraphy that she didn't like, recited ancient poems that she hated, and explained those boring antiques. Everything was just for one day to succeed For real people.After waiting for so many years, she finally got the recognition of the Meng family. She was openly welcomed on the stage and was labeled as the future mistress of the Meng family in public.

However, it was supposed to be a sweet spring, but she was slapped and humiliated again and again. Now even Mencius Heng, who likes herself, violates the family rules and ancestral precepts for an unrelated person. How can her face survive.

"Song ye..." Fu tong'er felt that he was full of shame, and all blame the cold youth.

She won't let her go.

Since the school people know that the two school grass will participate in the calligraphy competition, they will gather in the Calligraphy Club to practice calligraphy every afternoon after school. For a while, the place of the Calligraphy Association has become an empty alley. Anyone who has time and leisure wants to come and see the picturesque scene in person.

However, the calligraphy society has already released news that no one can disturb song ye and Mencius Heng when they practice calligraphy.

The young friends who are interested in chatting up dare not challenge the authority of the school, so they can only steal a look at them while they are practicing.

As soon as song ye came over that afternoon, he noticed that there were many people lurking around the empty corridor, and just about to push the door into the classroom, he felt that something was wrong.

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