Chapter 39 Little 3
Chapter 39 Little 3
Thursday morning.
When Song Huan went to pick up Xiao Yunqing, she sensed something was wrong.
She stood downstairs, carrying a schoolbag, her ponytail tied high.
Seeing him approach, she turned and left without saying a word.
They walked very fast.
Song Huan paused for a second, then followed.
"Xiao Yunqing?"
no response.
"Little cloud?"
Still no response.
She walked ahead without turning her head.
Looking at her retreating figure, Song Huan suddenly understood.
That incident from yesterday hasn't even died down yet.
Her arrogant attitude has flared up again.
He sighed and followed behind.
Xiao Yunqing didn't say a word the whole way.
Normally, she would have already started talking about it by this time.
Did you bring milk? Did you eat breakfast? What period is it today?
Today, not a single word was written.
They didn't even give us milk.
Song Huan looked at her empty hands and felt a little uncomfortable.
When they arrived at the classroom, Xiao Yunqing sat down but still ignored him.
Song Huan sat next to her and secretly glanced at her.
She stared at the blackboard, her expression cold.
But Song Huan heard her inner thoughts.
[Hmph, what happened yesterday isn't over yet.]
I ignored him all day.
The school bell rang.
Gao Xiao walked in, holding a stack of test papers in her hand.
She put the test paper on the podium and cleared her throat.
"Let's talk about the English test we had yesterday, the first day of school."
A wailing sound erupted below.
Gao Xiao ignored him and started explaining the problem.
After explaining a few questions that many people got wrong, she stopped and glanced at the students below.
"Lin Yue, you got this question wrong too."
Lin Yue raised her head.
Gao Xiao looked at her and said, "You did well in English this time, third in the class."
Lin Yue was stunned for a moment, and then she heard Gao Xiao say, "Song Huan got the highest score in English this time."
Gao Xiao looked at Song Huan and instructed, "Lin Yue, if you don't understand something, you can ask him."
Lin Yue's eyes lit up instantly.
She turned to look at Song Huan's back and smiled sweetly.
"Okay, teacher."
Xiao Yunqing sat there, her expression frozen.
She slowly turned her head.
He looked at Song Huan.
That look in his eyes was so cold it could freeze you to death.
Song Huan felt a chill run down her spine.
He heard Xiao Yunqing's inner thoughts.
[First in the grade?]
[Should she ask him?]
[Should he teach her?]
[I'm so angry! I'm so angry!]
Song Huan mentally gave Gao Xiao a thumbs up.
Great assist.
This assist completely broke down the arrogant guy's defenses.
As soon as the bell rang, Lin Yue came looking for her.
Holding her English test paper, she smiled like a flower.
"Song Huan, I don't quite understand this question, could you explain it to me?"
Xiao Yunqing's ears twitched.
He didn't turn around.
But Song Huan heard her inner thoughts.
[Go ahead and talk, let's see what you have to say.]
Song Huan swallowed hard and looked down at the question.
But after he had only said two sentences, a voice came from behind him.
"I want to hear it too."
Song Huan turned around.
Xiao Yunqing approached at some point, looking eager to learn.
However, his expression was indifferent, clearly indicating that he was about to cause trouble.
Lin Yue looked at her and blinked.
"Isn't your English pretty good? You're second in the class."
Xiao Yunqing snorted.
"So what if I'm studious?"
She looked at Song Huan.
Do you have a problem with that?
Song Huan dared not have any objections.
"No, no, no, I need to learn. I have to learn foreign languages."
He moved aside to make room for Xiao Yunqing.
Xiao Yunqing immediately moved the chair closer and sat down.
They sat next to him and Lin Yue, forming a perfect triangle.
The three of them huddled together, the atmosphere delicate.
Song Huan coughed, picked up the test paper, and began to explain the questions.
After saying a few words, a voice came from the right.
He looked so serious when he explained the problem.
It's Lin Yue.
He said a couple more words, and a voice came from his left.
[Hmph, why get so close?]
It is Xiao Yunqing.
Song Huan's hand holding the test paper trembled slightly, but she continued speaking.
He only said two sentences.
Another voice came from the right.
[I wish every day could be like this.]
At the same time, another thought came from the left.
[What did Lin Yue mean by that look? Does she think I'm blind?]
Damn it, can't you concentrate on the lesson?!
Song Huan almost tore up the test paper.
He took a deep breath and continued speaking.
After finally finishing explaining the problem, Lin Yue nodded in satisfaction.
"Thank you, Song Huan. I understand."
She had a sweet smile.
Xiao Yunqing snorted from the side.
"I understand now."
Lin Yue glanced at her but didn't say anything.
But Song Huan heard Lin Yue's inner thoughts.
[As I said before, goals scored with a goalkeeper are always more exciting.]
Song Huan wanted to die.
School in the afternoon.
Song Huan took a broom and swept the classroom floor.
He is on duty today.
Coincidentally, Lin Yue was the same.
She was wiping the blackboard with a rag, her ponytail swaying back and forth.
Song Huan swept the floor, feeling a little uneasy.
Xiao Yunqing was standing at the door, watching this scene, and her expression was not good.
But she had no choice.
Something came up at home, so I have to go back early.
She walked over and stood in front of Song Huan.
"I have to go."
Song Huan nodded.
"Drive carefully."
Xiao Yunqing did not move.
She glanced at Lin Yue, who was slowly erasing the blackboard with her left and right hands, and then at Lin Yue's schoolbag on the chair.
He sullenly withdrew his gaze.
He stepped forward and, almost as if possessed, said to Song Huan, "Song Huan, aren't you feeling quite smug?"
Song Huan's eyelids twitched violently on the spot.
Fortunately, Xiao Yunqing didn't continue talking. Instead, he pulled Song Huan to his seat and took out his math textbook from his bag.
Song Huan was stunned for a moment.
Xiao Yunqing opened the book and pointed to it.
"Highlight the key points for the next lesson."
Song Huan looked down, picked up her pen, and drew out the key points one by one.
Xiao Yunqing stood beside him, watching him draw.
It was drawn very slowly.
After drawing one line, he pointed to another.
Song Huan continued painting.
He knew she was stalling for time.
[I don't want to leave...]
[I don't want Lin Yue to be alone with him!]
But something came up at home...
Song Huan finished drawing the last line and put down his brush.
He looked up at her.
"Xiao Yunqing".
Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment.
Song Huan looked at her earnestly and whispered, "Don't worry, I will protect my chastity with my life."
Xiao Yunqing was stunned for two seconds, then burst into laughter, her face turning red.
She raised her hand and slapped him.
"Are you crazy? Who wants your virginity?"
Song Huan smiled too.
"Really, you can go back without worry."
Xiao Yunqing looked at him, and the gloom on her face gradually disappeared.
Then she nodded and put the textbook back in her bag.
"Then I'm leaving."
Song Huan waved.
Xiao Yunqing walked out of the classroom, took two steps, and then turned back.
I glanced at him.
He glanced at Lin Yue again.
Then he turned and left.
The classroom fell silent.
Song Huan continued sweeping the floor.
Lin Yue was still wiping the blackboard.
After a while, Lin Yue put down the rag.
"I'm going to the restroom."
Song Huan nodded.
[Great, it's time to be alone.]
[True love has arrived~]
Song Huan's legs buckled, and she almost fell.
God, true love has arrived!
Lin Yue walked out of the classroom.
Song Huan was alone in the classroom. After sweeping the floor, she mopped it up.
The classroom is clean.
He checked the time.
Ten minutes have passed.
Lin Yue hasn't returned yet.
He waited another five minutes.
He still hasn't come back.
Song Huan frowned.
"He took so long to go to the bathroom? Did he sneak away?"
He also happened to need to pee, so he put down the mop and headed to the toilet.
The men's restroom is at the far end of the first floor.
Song Huan walked over, and when she was almost at the door, she suddenly heard voices coming from inside.
But it wasn't just ordinary conversation.
Yes, it is.
"Say it! You're the daughter of a mistress! Say it!"
"Your mother, that shameless woman, broke up someone else's family!"
"Speak!"
This was followed by a burst of cursing, mixed with profanity.
Song Huan stopped in her tracks.
School bullying?
This was his first thought.
But judging from the tone of those words, it sounded like a family dispute.
The son of the main wife and the daughter of the mistress?
Yucai No.1 Middle School really has a lot of talented people.
Song Huan originally intended to respect other people's fate and leave after using the restroom.
He took a step inside.
Then he saw it.
Inside the restroom, several boys were surrounding a girl.
The boy in the lead was tall and strong, with a fierce look on his face, and he was grabbing the girl's hair.
The girl had disheveled hair and sat on the ground with several red marks on her face.
The clothes were in disarray.
But she kept her back straight.
There was a stubbornness in his eyes I had never seen before.
"My mom is not a mistress."
The voice wasn't loud, but it was firm.
The boy got even angrier and raised his hand to hit him.
The girl didn't dodge.
She just stared at him.
Then she heard a noise at the door, turned her head and looked towards the door.
stunned.
Song Huan was also stunned.
That girl...
It's Lin Yue.
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