When He Smiles

The mathematics class is very slow.

It's hard to get a ring ring, and Meng Shengnan wants to sleep on the table. I still want to turn around to look at the girl named Li Yan. I don't know if this Li Yan is Li Yan. There have been more than a week, and she knows a few people.

However, there is no search for a circle that has not been searched for a circle.

"Who is looking for?" Fu Song suddenly asked her.

Meng Shengnan looked up his eyelids: "Beauty."

Fu Song also looked at the rear row with turns. After a while, the third group of countdown has a girl suddenly standing to the door, there is a girl on the seat: "Li Yan, why?"

The called girl is laughing: "You guess."

Fu Song turned back and asked Meng Shengnan: "What?"

Meng Shengnan looked at the girl and walked out of the classroom and then returned to Fu Song.

Fu Song: "You are not."

Meng Shengnan slanted him.

Fu Song said: "You now think about some confusion, from materialism, there is a phase of the matter to the awareness, you just have a card in this stage, which indirectly leads to the idealism, you must make adjustments to guarantee The next class is full of attention. "

Meng Sheng Nan: "..."

If he is the same table with the same table, it is estimated that now the early laugh is.

Meng Sheng Nan stared at him in his point of view: "Fu Song."

"Ok?"

"Do you make sure you are a planet?"

Fu Song swept her, and the expression was particularly correct.

Meng Shengnan couldn't help but say: "Do you know, I especially admire philosophers in this life. The words are simply true than the truth, the key is, you still don't understand."

Fu Song waited for her.

Meng Sheng Nan smiled: "I will call you a philosophical rat."

Fu Song watched: "Why is it a mouse?"

Meng Shengnan: "Squirrel, your name. Again, the mouse is head, this is good?"

"Squirrel and mice are different."

Meng Sheng Nan said that I certainly know different, then smiled: "Also almost philosophical mice."

Fu Song did not care, it should be an default.

After the end of the afternoon, there is an hour of rest time. Nie Jing was discussing with her to pray for the question of English, and I was saying that the emotic verb added the word original shape. Qi Qiao came over to find her for dinner.

The two people talk to the cafeteria.

"Song Jiashu did not time?" Meng Sheng Nan asked.

Qi Qiao 'Well' s, "So I can only disaster you during this time."

Meng Shengnan white eyes: "Reopen the light friend."

Luo Qiao laughed, and the arm of Meng Shengnan said that he please guests tonight.

"This is similar."

People in the cafeteria are full, and the two have a good meal, it is easy to find an empty space. Qi Qiao sweating, he kept using his hand as a fan, and the blame of mutter: "This person is too much."

Meng Shengnan took a roasting intestine and looked around, and said to Qi Qiao: "If you have to come early, you have to go later."

Qi Qi nodded.

After a few minutes, Qi Qiao asked Meng Sheng Nan's manuscript.

Meng Sheng Nan shook his head: "Write a thousand words and deleted it, no inspiration."

Qi Qiao reached out to touch Meng Sheng Nan: "Hey, touch the head."

Haven't encountered the side of Meng Sheng Nan, the displaced '', took her wrist, "oil hand."

Qi Qiao: "Cut."

Meng Shengnan bowed to drink millet porridge, random looked at the eye, and saw several students from the oblique opposite to her. On one hand, there is a meal, there is only a girl in the middle, and it is Li Yan.

Next to Li Yan, take a boy with a uniform zipper of a hanging gentleman.

In a few people, I put a pocket in both hands, and I didn't have anything. Meng Shengnan slowly recovered the sight to drink porridge, and he did not move. I didn't expect him to be him, and the students in Jiuzhong, the liberal arts class has never seen it, and the academics? The few boys speaking a little big, laughing and did not converge, so that Meng Shengnan wanted not to hear. Looking back at Qiao, this girl is as being hungry, it is astonished, and there is no reason.

There is still laughing in anger.

A male voice said: "He said, Li Wei, you have to hold him, this kid is wild."

"Li Yan, this inclusion is in your brother, absolutely given you him, and there will be a beautiful girl to introduce one?"

A group of boys laughed.

"I still don't eat it?" Is him.

That sound, simply said that the lazy toned toned in the Internet cafes will be exactly the same.

A group of boys collective 'cut' and started again.

Meng Sheng Nan quickly finished dinner, and he left Qi Qiao. After that table, I vaguely heard his low laugh, and Li Yan sweet and soft sound, and the people who were crisp were simply.

She gently greeted her head and curbed her mind.

When I started myself, I was wet and slipped. It is also to leave some learning things. The front foot is just walking, and the classroom is booming. But this was lively for a minute, and the old wet suddenly broke it, and the expression was called a serious.

"Noisy noisy, do you want to learn?"

The old wet arm clamps the English textbook, turning around in the classroom, and the students do not dare to come out. She turned a few laps, only slowly: "There is a school simulation test in November, and the seat is placed in the same level, and the parents are returned to the parents."

A smoked breath.

After the old wet training, everyone feels that she is completely gone, and suddenly attacking slowly. Xue Lin took the chest, "Scared me, she is like this, other classes are just sitting casually."

Meng Sheng Nan is doing English notes, but also sighing.

Nie Jing slowly turned over to see Fu Song, Xiaohe: "Fu Song, you tell me this question."

Fu Song looked up her: "Be careful that she looks at the back door."

Nie Jingyu lips, turned back.

Xue Lin looked at Nie Jing, and looked at Fu Song and couldn't help but vomit.

At that time, the days were always in the past, as if suddenly the National Day holiday was coming. That afternoon, the old wet stressed the safety matters in the class. Everyone hid an excitement to the school to endure her.

Meng Shengnan side views outside the window, blue sky and white clouds.

It's hard to get out of school, next to a few have a bag, Nie Jing, she is still not moving, I can't help but ask: "How do you still don't move?"

Meng Sheng Nan is too lazy to squeeze the school in front of the school: "Too many people, I will go again."

After a while, the classroom is clean. Meng Sheng Nan is slowly cleaves the desk, and the little tone is in his mouth. Qi Qiao, this guy did not leave her from the day before yesterday, and returned to Song Jiashu. How much is her still sad - reopening my light friend.

She slowly walked down the book.

The teaching building is quiet, there are not a few students, and there is still a school's security uncle in the downstairs. Meng Shengnan accelerated his footsteps, and he couldn't help but looked up at the science building. Just, I haven't taken a few steps, I have heard that a few boys don't walk from the side, and I talk about it.

"Lazy home, where to play?"

"I didn't want to be good, how about the K Hall?"

"What about your surname pool, what about you?"

"Internet cafes."

That sound is low and dumb, and it can't say it. She looked over, the figure had disappeared outside the building. Uncle Security is still shouting, Meng Sheng Nan woke up and then turned around from the small playground.

Go home, turn on the computer.

A lot of messages came out to scare Meng Sheng Nan's big jump.

Jiang Lang did all: How much is Xiao Meng?

Zhang Yi: What kind of this time is this?

The house is overnight: I am Call Wen -

Ghosts: My brother, I bought it from May in May, one registration form, I will not believe this, I can't enter the rematch! ! !

Zhou Ning: How about writing.

These people are not very strange, and they are all friends who have participated in new concepts last year. Just starting to talk in the group, and later, in addition to her, Zhang Yisheng Zhou Ningzi Jiang was talented. The December rematch, they reunited with the hostel of the organizing committee, playing a drink together, talking about the world. That feeling like the five-lake, four seas into Beijing, the imperial examination candidates, for literature, regardless of everything.

However, only Zhang Yi and Zhou Ning have been taken later.

Now, everyone is rolling.

Meng Shengnan returned by one by one, and there was only Zhou Ning in the online.

He immediately returned: No thinking?

Meng Sheng Nan: Well, I thought of several themes were not on the appetite.

Zhou Ning: That's still don't think, this National Day can consider playing, maybe it is.

Meng Sheng Nan: Do you think I am you a big god -

Zhou Ning: Not a big god.

Meng Sheng Nan: Modesty, you will, I'll write a small question to write suspense ratios.

Zhou Ning was only back for a while: If you don't come to Nanjing, I will do it.

Meng Sheng Nan spit tongue: No - to class.

Zhou Ning: Class?

Meng Sheng Nan: The mother gives a guitar class -

Zhou Ning smiled: there is, see December 675 this year.

Meng Sheng Nan: Try to the Great.

Turn off QQ, Meng Sheng Nan quietly thinks for a while, then opens Word, put on the keyboard, but a word can't write. Zhou Ning once said that as long as he still has a belief, he will write it all the time. Jiang Lang took the evaluation of Zhou Ning, saying that he will be the Thai fighting of all of the world suspense in the next ten years.

I don't know when it is dark outside.

In the evening and the ceremony, Mengjin chatted a lot of no nutritious genius rolling back bed, Meng Shengnan opened the small platform on the bedside table, the warm light of the incense is falling, she kneels in the bed to see Christ Mountain.

Looking at it, I slept, I was half a half in the next day.

Meng Sheng Nan simply dealmed the guitar.

The ceremony shouted behind: "Let your dad send you."

"no thanks."

That is a stand-alone small house, watching the old age. But the owner cares with heart, and the room is not dyed. This is the third time, Meng Sheng, come over, each time the class is notified, and it is very casual. She took the bus from the home for half an hour.

Teaching guitar is a 40-year-old woman, especially good maintenance, and it is not like it.

The living room is large, ten people are surrounded by a circle.

"Let's review the last time." The woman wearing a leisure, holding a guitar sitting on the chair, and then lighted the foot on the front of the chair, a literary breath.

"Teacher Chen - I forgot." A boy is interested.

The woman smiled: "Then I will play it again."

Her name is Chen Si, laughing is particularly gentle, and Meng Sheng Nan wants, and people are named.

Two hours will soon pass, Meng Shengnan has no foundation, and learning is a bit of hard work. Other students are all walking, she is still thinking about the old-to-error tone. Chen Si came over, the voice was gentle: "That is a four-piece shoot, try again."

Also tried a few times, satisfied, Meng Sheng Nan got up to clean up the guitar.

"Why do you learn guitar?" Chen Si asked.

Meng Shengnan moved, then looked up at her: "It is cool."

Chen Si smiled, "it is very cool."

Meng Sheng Nan laughed.

"Is it a high school?"

Meng Sheng Nan 'Well' s Sound: "Reading High School in Ninth."

"Ninth?"

"Ok."

Chen Si smiled: "My son is also the school, and learning."

"It's so clever, but I am learning."

"Wen is also very good, it is the best you like."

Meng Shengnan nodded and talked about it later. The outside of the outside is still blowing, just in the early autumn, cooling is always just right. She lowered the position of the movement of the guitar, just went to the fountain at the entrance of the community. Then lift your eyes, step down.

Stunned.

I walked over a tall boult, gray shirt jeans, I still bite the smoke. It seems that there is no wake, the whole person is somewhat, and it is pulling his head. Walking and walked, I took the hair and took it down in my hand. The other hand still inserted himself in the trouser pocket, and then spitted the smoke.

She stands on the left side of the fountain, he is increasing from the right.

Blue sky.

The wind blows 8,000 miles.