18 Chapter 17

"Aren't you leaving?" He Qinghuan turned his head to look at Yang Le, not showing emotion.

Yang Le was startled, and immediately jumped up holding his schoolbag, "Now, let's go!" The monitor was ignorant and stayed at the same table for a year. He said that if he let himself go, he would let himself go, but he did not dare to speak. He quickly packed up his belongings.

Gu Wang looked at the empty desk and was speechless for a while. He didn't understand what He Qinghuan meant.

Forget it, He Qinghuan doesn't go to the teacher by himself.

Lifting his foot to leave, He Qinghuan suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, smiled, "Hello, Xin is at the same table."

Song Zhiyan looked at Gu Wang, whose black face was obviously coming home, and asked what happened.

"It's okay." Gu Wang said stiffly, and began to pack his own things, angrily, and slammed the book into his schoolbag. He was too moving, and everyone around him looked over here.

"You didn't go to the teacher?" Song Zhiyan asked.

Gu Wang was bored, "The teacher won't agree."

Last time Gu Wang expressed his wish to his face, not wanting to be tied up with He Qinghuan.This time, he was still at the same table, especially when He Qinghuan seemed to have no intention of not accepting it. It was useless to just look at Wang and unwilling.

It may be that his progress this time gave Li Shuya great hope, thinking that being at the same table with He Qinghuan would better help him study.

Gu Wang desperately felt that he was one step closer to death.

Song Zhiyan helped Guwang pack things up, and said, "Wangwang, don't repeat the same mistakes, I think He Qinghuan is not easy."

Gu Wang was a little surprised, "How did you tell?"

"The man's intuition feels that he is hiding so deeply." Song Zhiyan glanced at He Qinghuan, who was flipping through the book slowly, and he was still in place and didn't need to move.

Gu Wang nodded and agreed, "I think too."

In the plot in the book, even though He Qinghuan appears to be calm and calm, he seems to have a good relationship with anyone. Because of his family background, people who please openly and secretly are like a crucian carp.

But He Qinghuan is actually a particularly ruthless person, cold in his bones. Gu Wang seems to have never seen anyone walked into He Qinghuan’s heart in the book, and no one has been treated specially by He Qinghuan.

On the contrary, everyone who provokes him has no good end, and they are very miserable, either they can't die, or they are impoverished.

Gu Wang could only say that he was good at studying and was barely able to pass socially, but he was really insignificant compared to He Qinghuan who was born in a family. He Qinghuan was unfathomable, and he was not someone he could provoke.

Yang Le's seat was inside. Gu Wang wanted to go in. He Qinghuan had to keep the distance so that Gu Wang could pass. In order to reduce the communication with He Qinghuan, Gu Wang handed all the books to his back table to help put them on the table.

After finishing everything, Gu Wang took a deep breath, walked to the side of He Qinghuan, and whispered, "I want to go in."

He Qinghuan raised his eyes, glanced at Gu Wang with his beautiful and cold eyes, then stretched his legs out, leaving a narrow aisle for Gu Wang.

Gu Wang was going to wipe He Qinghuan's body.

The thin cloths in summer rubbed against each other, and it took only a few seconds, but Gu Wang felt like a year. The ghost knew if He Qinghuan would chop off his leg.

He Qinghuan watched Gu Wang quickly skimming over, and after sitting down, he moved aside, his eyes lowered and his emotions were not obvious.

Behind Gu Wang was a girl named Zeng Xiao. She patted Gu Wang on the shoulder and said with excitement, "Hello Gu Wang!"

The girl kept a standard mushroom head, and she couldn't see that she was malicious towards Gu Wang with her face turned upside down. Gu Wang said hello slowly.

He had no impression of this girl, and did not appear in the book at all. It may be because of the butterfly effect. Gu Wang would never be at the same table with He Qinghuan.

Realizing this, Gu Wang immediately became petrified in place, so he tossed for so long to stop being involved with He Qinghuan and Jiang Chi, but the result was the opposite.

He Qinghuan saw Gu Wang's unlovable expression, and his brows were lowered, covering the gloomy eyes.

Because of the preparation for the National Day program, the intersection between Gu Wang and Meng Ou became more obvious, and Song Zhiyan was able to catch Gu Wang's light, running behind them all day.

Meng Ou rehearsed with Gu Wang. He and Shen Zhao were carrying milk tea in the corridor outside the classroom, and then holding the back of the Chinese textbook in one hand was the task that Gu Wang gave them.

On the evening of National Day, I will go to the auditorium.

He Qinghuan is not surprised. He is the host of such large-scale events every year, but his partner changes every year.

Gu Wang wanted to go back to the classroom after putting on makeup and changing clothes in the backstage, and went to the auditorium with the classmates.

Gu Wang frowned and endured a few girls applying smears on his face. When he saw Meng Ou holding a lipstick coming over, he hurriedly stepped back, "Why do you still wear lipstick?"

Meng Ou's makeup is bright and colorful, wearing a red tube top veil skirt, she hung her eyes and said to the surrounding girls, "Hold and look."

Gu Wang, "..."

Girls will naturally look brighter with makeup. Gu Wang will be too pale if she faces the sky. When the stage lights hit her face, she will look pale and uncompromising.

"Sip it." Meng Ou said.

Gu Wang pretended not to hear.

Meng Ou pulled his hair, "Hurry up, squeeze it."

Gu Wang took a few perfunctory sips.

Meng Ou smiled and patted Gu Wang's shoulder, "Okay, let's go back to the classroom."

Gu Wang stood up, and Meng Ou held him again, "Wait, let's take a photo together as a memorial."

Meng Ou’s face leaned on Gu Wang’s shoulder, showing a standard smile, clicked a few, and muttered to himself when he looked down, “How come you guys look better than girls? Look at your long eyelashes. It's white, the makeup is very light."

Gu Wang lifted the curtain that was dragging on the ground. When Meng Ou descended the steps, Gu Wang bent over and slightly adjusted her skirt. When he straightened up, he ran into Li Shuya head-on.

Li Shuya hadn't recognized Li Shuya at first, but Gu Wang's eyebrows were clear and delicate. Recently, she has become more and more well-behaved. Now she is wearing a white loose-fitting shirt with her neckline open at will.

In order to make him look more mature, Meng Ou also trimmed the shape of his eyebrows, and deepened the roots of his eyelashes with eyeliner. After shadowing, Gu Wang's eyebrows looked a little sharp, but combining the other five senses, the sharpness was weakened. Between the young and the young, the faces are beautiful and beautiful.

Not too young, nor too sophisticated.

Li Shuya froze for a moment, and then joked, "Which little handsome guy is this?"

Gu Wang smiled embarrassedly.

Li Shuya noticed that Gu Wang was shy, waved her hand, "Go back quickly, and come down with everyone when the broadcast announces."

Gu Wang took two steps with Meng Ou, and Li Shuya stopped him again, "Gu Wang, remember to ask He Qinghuan to bring the host manuscript."

Gu Wang was startled, "Okay."

On the way back to the classroom, Meng Ou sent the photo with Gu Wang just now to Moments with the text [Successfully won a handsome one/Love/Love]

This is the first time Meng Ou took a group photo of the two in public since they rehearsed for so long.

Gu Wang and Meng Ou have many friends in common. Meng Ou asked Gu Wang to like him. After Gu Wang clicked, he can see all the comments of those mutual friends.

[Is this... public?]

[My goddess is gone!]

[Mom, is this Gu Wang?My mother's eyes are pure and lust, and he is in love.]

[Look forward to the show of the goddess, come on, goddess!]

[Wow, can we have wedding candy?]

[Two people have inexplicable faces, glamorous Yu Jie v look back, the prodigal son and the little milk dog!]

When Gu Wang saw "Returning the Prodigal Son Little Milk Dog", "..."

Meng Ou put a hand on Gu Wang's shoulder, "Let my sister lean, my feet hurt."

Gu Wang glanced at her shoes, "You chose such high heels..."

"You don't understand, the higher you follow, the more you have a style." Meng Ou himself has 168, stepping on seven or eight centimeters of high heels, it looks not much worse than Gu Wang.

Gu Wang choked speechlessly, but tried to hold Meng Ou a little bit when he went upstairs.

Meng Ou blinked, she liked Gu Wang, of course, not like men and women.Just like my sister to my younger brother, Gu Wang did not act like a high school student at all in many details, and was considerate everywhere. Sometimes a gentleman was very gentle, and several sisters of Meng Ou were already inquiring about Gu Wang. I like the type.

Meng Ou thought for a while, and said that Gu Wang liked the type of He Qinghuan, and no one said anything.

Meng Ou thinks that Gu Wang should dislike He Qinghuan. The girls are very intuitive in this regard.

The two people walked into the classroom side by side. As soon as they stepped into the classroom, there was a roar that could overturn the ceiling. This was all brought by Meng Oufa's circle of friends.

Meng Ou cleared his throat and groaned, "What are you doing?"

But what surprised everyone more was Gu Wang, who had been very low-key and did not cause trouble during this period, wearing school uniforms every day.Today's dress makes people shine, really just like the person said, Gu Wang's eyes are clean and free of impurities. After Meng Ou's deliberate modification, it adds a bit of temptation.

When he looks at you, your heartbeat will speed up involuntarily, and your eyes are like a clean ocean, deep and immersed in it.

The back door was suddenly pushed open, and Gu Wang looked over there, it was He Qinghuan.

He Qinghuan is the host tonight and he has to wear formal clothes. Everyone wears school uniforms and can't notice much difference. But when He Qinghuan puts on a suit, he is incompatible with the still young people in the class.

He Qinghuan’s eyebrows were cold and imposing. Perhaps because of the heat, his shirt inside had two buttons unbuttoned, and his suit button outside was unbuttoned. He lazily glanced at the people in the classroom and saw Gu in front of him. I was taken aback when I looked.

Gu Wang didn't think much. He looked at his seat and estimated the distance. He should be able to get back to the position before He Qinghuan. God knows that he has to be in close contact with He Qinghuan every day when he goes out. Every time his hair is about to stand up. Woke up.

But He Qinghuan reacted faster than him, and his legs were longer than him. He could see through Gu Wang's thoughts. Gu Wang was one step away, and He Qinghuan had already sat down.

Gu Wang, "..."

He was leaning on the chair, his broken hair was wet, and he should have gotten on it when he fiddled with his hands after washing in the bathroom. He Qinghuan put one hand on the tabletop, his eyebrows were drooping, and he would not let him if he didn't even speak. Posture.

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