Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

The rumors in the class are slowly calm over time.

Lin Ruo is a lot of stimulation, and even see her.

Song Xinyu always looked at her with a kind of chuchi poor eye.

Cheng Chu really doesn't have a good sense of these two people. She is very busy, she wants to practice the piano, study, and the manuscript of the speech, there is no time to participate in the hut angle of these little girls.

I don't know, I have been in a hurry on the weekend, and the speech contest is held as scheduled on Monday.

On Monday, the last class was changed to a speech contest with self-study class, and everyone must go to the big auditorium collection.

The contestants were called the background.

When it comes to, a small background has squeezed a lot of people, noisy like a small market.

Cheng Chu found that Lin Qi Feng also participated in this game.

He saw Cheng Chu and not surprised, but he raised his eyebrows, and he said: "Are you here?"

"Yes, the people registered in our class are not enough, so I was pulled." Cheng Chu shrugged.

Lin Qi is laughing: "Hey, like me."

He was free to be surrounded, see Song Xinyu in the corner, and the mouth of the mouth was stiff: "Another person who participates in the Song Yin raining?"

"Yes." Cheng Chu nodded: "Do you know?"

"Oh, it is not familiar." Lin Qi Feng did not denied: "I will go first, wait for the game."

He saw the cat like a mouse, and the voice did not fall, and there was no shadow.

Cheng Chu only felt strange, but when he didn't care about it, she must now let the manuscripts on the hand again.

In the cold winter day, the air in the background is mixed, and Cheng Chu faces a layer of shallow red halo.

I have already played in front, and I have a few words in the distant stage.

Cheng Chu felt a little dizzy, couldn't help but breathe a few times, and the shoulders were taken two times.

"You are three, ready, next to you."

"Okay, thank you." Cheng Chu nodded, folding the manuscript in his hand into a small square, put it in the pocket of the skirt, slightly lifting, seeing Lin his wind stations in a far away, silently compared to her A refueling gesture.

Cheng Chu can't help but laugh, she will have a bright movie, and now smile, the red rushing face is somewhat, and it seems to have a lot.

The boys standing next to it can't help but stay, and the face is unconscious red.

The host's voice is far from: "Below is the third team of the second three-third class, everyone applause."

"Call." Cheng Chu breathed a few times, with the guidth classmate, embarked on the stage.

When a bunch of light, the girl wore a school's uniform skirt, when I stepped on the stage, the skirt was slightly hooked, like a small flower in the early spring branches.

There is a moment of turmoil under the stage, and the sound of the discussion.

Gu Ying sat in the corner and heard the boys behind other classes to suppress excitement.

"Lying, my goddess."

"The goddess will not only play the piano, but the English is so good."

"I heard that she was growing abroad for a child, with Lin's wind."

"Hey, I am falling in love, Lin Qi Feng, I am fighting."

The outer front is the cold wind of Lingxia, but it is warm in the spring.

Gu Ying sat on a comfortable backrest chair, only I thought I was standing in the cold wind in the December, the cold wind blowing into his collar, and that because she was always spent on the heart Quietly silent.

Girl looking at the girl in a deep eye.

Under the bright stage, the girl Ying's skin is plated with a soft light, and the double-wave peach bloom is light.

Her voice is clear, like the Qingquan water on the top of the mountain, with a cool wind in the summer night, and the streaks of flowing into the heart.

The girl's English is fluent, not the elegant British cavity of the plate, but with some casual beauty, he can hear a tight heart can't help.

Gu Ying's English is not good, it can be said that it is very bad, he is trying to listen, but only understand several words of fragmentation.

The light of the auditorium is clear, and a shadow is falling in the corner.

Gu Ying's dark eyes seem to be in the silence.

He never hates his own incompetence like this.

It is not good to have the most basic English, and even what she said, I don't understand.

What about forest? He can raise his feet and she stands on the same stage.

Like her, self-confidence and falling and falling.

The loud applause sounded, and the girl rushed to everyone slightly.

Gu Qi is like a dream to wake up, he mechanically lifted his hand and took a shot.

There is no unexpectedly, Cheng Chu has obtained the first place.

The stage is a flower and applause, she stands at the center of the stage, accepts everyone's gaze.

The auditorium is a boiling people. The magnesium light on the stage is bright as the sun in the summer, Cheng Chu's face is slightly enthusiastic. She passed the principal to handed over, slightly, I saw it. Song Xinyu in the distance.

She has a good performance today, I got the third place.

The petite girl stands on the side of the stage, soon being flooded by the people around them.

She doesn't seem to be happy, slightly pulling the corner, showing a strong smile.

After the awards, Cheng Chu shouted the people to go to the background, leaving the things.

The people who participated in the competition have been left, and there are not many people in the background.

When Lin Qi Feng came in, there was only one person in Song Xinyu.

The girl's body is somewhat thin, sitting on a small stool, can't see it almost.

Lin Qi Feng was shocked. Seeing that she is not going to speaking, just walking silently, picking up her own school bag and turn around.

"Lin Qi Feng." The empty background suddenly sounded the voices of Song Xinyu's delicateness: "I have something to tell you."

Lin Qi Feng's back is stiff, he coughed a few times, and said: "My driver is waiting for me at the school gate, what is going on next time."

"Do you even say a word with me?" Song Xinyu "" got up, tears Yingying's eyes looked at Lin Qi Feng, looking at his back to cool.

Lin his wind took a deep breath and said, "OK, then you said."

The people in the auditorium have not been exhausted, Song Xinyu is afraid that others have heard it, leading him to the hidden stairway.

She bit his head bit bite his lips, and his fingers screamed, and he didn't say it.

Next to it is a window, and the cold wind is like scraping it in a knife.

Lin Qifeng stood in the air, only felt that the back is a burst of cool, he looked at the girl in front of him, and the eyes floated and impatient, the voice was very cold: "If there is anything, you say."

He stood this truth to be cold.

Song Xinyu finally released the lower lips. She looked at the boy in front of him, and the water of the water was shied: "I want to tell you, I like you."

The dim stairs, the sound control light suddenly lit.

She clearly saw that Lin Qi's eyes were full of sunshine, like the cold wind outside the window, floating the indifference of the bone.

"I don't like you." She heard he said cool.

The empty stairway, there is a bit of echo, Song Xinyu stands, and the ear seems to sway over and pass the ice.

She felt her own heart broke a mouth, and the love of the green is exposed to the cold wind, and the coolness flows into the blood, and she is frozen with her limbs.

"Why?" Her voice trembled with a heartwink.

Under the dark lights, Lin his face did not express his face, his scorpion was not dark black, but a light brown, appeared indifferent.

He fixedly looked at the stairs, the cold voice said: "I don't like anything, I don't like it."

A class of Gao Yi and Song Xinyu, just started with this delicate and weak girl, did not like it, so I was always politely refused for her.

However, in the stairwell, he heard that there was a screaming this week, and the girl who said in her ear would be scared. It is using his soft voice, and said the bad words of another girl in the class. .

He couldn't believe that if vicious words would say from such a girl.

The girl who was told bad words was the same table of Lin Qi.

That is a quiet and kind girl, weak and kind, always do not ask for returning to help others, she once and Song Xinyu is so good like a sister.

I don't know when I started, the girl in the class began to isolate the girl, and the mutant was smashed into her.

Lin's style is not understood.

At that moment, he understood everything.

That kinds of beauty usually need people to care, and many boys are born with a girl, essentially is a horrible food.

She covered her inner viciousness with a weakness, so that everyone put her down to her, and gave people a fatal blow.

He won't like this girl, even in the heart and hate it again.

In the silent corridor, the mobile phone in the pocket of Lin is shocked.

It is a driver's phone, he picks up, says some apologies: "Sorry Li Shu, I have something here, you wait for me five minutes, I will come right away."

Lin Qihe hangs the phone, the cold voice said: "I have n'thing to go first."

He finished, and there is no such thing as Song Xinyu, and directly took the stairs.

"and many more."

Lin Qi Feng stagnant, taking some impatient in the tone: "What else?"

"You refuse me, is it because of Cheng Chu? Do you like her, right?" Song Xinyu took a breath and the sound took swallow.

Lin his eyes flashed in a touch: "It doesn't matter to her, don't take her, and have, I will come to me."

The young figure is gradually disappearing in the corridor, and Song Xinyu stands half of it, tears gradually floats.

In the fascinating line of sight, she thought in the crowded background, the boy was separated by a crowd, looking forward, and laughed with Cheng Chu.

And he didn't even want to see himself.

Tears gradually slipped, Song Xinyu fog, the scorpion gradually floated with a haze.

She wiped her tears, hooked the mouth, and the beautiful face showed a smile.

The author has something to say: Gu Quan: Regret, don't learn English.

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