Rebuild 2005

Chapter 45 [045] Demolition

"We don't know how many people we're going to go this time, maybe thirty or forty people... Do you know any other classmates?"

After leaving the classroom, Wei Qingfan casually talked to Li Miaoyu.

Li Miaoyu glanced at him, then shook her head.

Wei Qingfan asked: "Don't know or not?"

"do not know."

"That is no more."

Wei Qingfan sighed melancholy, "Me neither, what a pity."

Li Miaoyu looked at the smile on the corner of his mouth that was about to reach his ears, glared at him, and then hurried down the stairs, feeling ashamed and amused at the same time.

How could there be such a thick-skinned person... Why did you say such a thing... I should have quit this competition if I knew it earlier...

But this is a competition held in the province, and it is related to the honor of the school... Now that we are about to start, it is not good to think about quitting... Just consider it for the sake of the overall situation...

Big deal ignore him...

Wei Qingfan quickly followed her and went down the teaching building side by side with her. The warm golden sun fell on the campus in autumn. Not many students came out, and many trees had yellow leaves and withered leaves. There was a kind of empty and lonely autumn. The beauty of the day.

Wei Qingfan sighed softly.

Li Miaoyu turned her head subconsciously, and then realized that she couldn't pay attention to him, so she turned back again.

Wei Qingfan explained with a smile: "Unfortunately, there is no camera, otherwise it would be nice to take a picture."

Li Miaoyu hesitated for a moment, then stopped, put down the schoolbag from one side, opened the zipper, took out the silver Motorola V3 from inside, handed it to Wei Qingfan, and said softly: "Turn back I send it to you."

Her words are simple, but we have known her for half a year. Naturally, Wei Qingfan immediately understood what she meant, thanked her with a smile, then took the phone from that jade-like palm, fiddled with it, and turned back to ask : "How to use it?"

Li Miaoyu put her schoolbag back on her back, and when she heard him ask this question, she hesitated for a moment, walked up to him, and stretched out her white and delicate fingers to teach him how to take pictures with her mobile phone.

After she got closer, she could smell a faint fragrance, the fragrance of shampoo, and another fragrance that was lighter and better.

Wei Qingfan quickly learned how to use a mobile phone to take pictures in this light and fragrant package, so he took the mobile phone, took a picture of the flower bed next to him, and exclaimed: "Your mobile phone takes pictures so clearly!"

Li Miaoyu said softly: "So-so, it only has 30 pixels, not very good."

"It's fine if you can shoot."

Like a child who got a toy for the first time, Wei Qingfan began to look for scenery to take pictures with his mobile phone.

Seeing his strange and excited appearance, Li Miaoyu couldn't help laughing, and her heart was filled with a touch of joy, and urged softly: "Let's go~"

Then he pursed his lips lightly and walked towards the square.

After walking a few steps, I heard Wei Qingfan shouting from behind: "Li Miaoyu!"

She turned her head subconsciously, and saw Wei Qingfan holding the phone to herself.

"Click"

Wei Qingfan fixed the picture of her looking back in the phone, then lowered his head and looked at the screen of the phone, and praised: "I am really talented, and I can take such beautiful photos with a mobile phone."

Li Miaoyu saw that he secretly took pictures of herself, and even used her mobile phone to secretly take pictures of herself. Standing there, she hadn't decided whether she should be angry or not, but when she heard his euphemistic praise, she couldn't even think about it.

She stood there sulking for two seconds, then glared at him, said "boring" in a very soft voice, turned around and left.

Wei Qingfan stopped taking pictures of the beautiful scenery of the campus, and took a selfie with his mobile phone, then quickly rushed up, returned the mobile phone to Li Miaoyu, and said, "Go back and help send the latest two photos to my QQ, Many thanks."

Li Miaoyu took the phone and put it in his pocket without answering him.

Wei Qingfan was afraid that she would confuse her photos that belonged to her, so she reminded: "You are the class monitor, you have to keep your word, you can't secretly delete my photos of you."

He spoke so slowly that when he was speaking, he saw Li Miaoyu's fair and crystal-clear face blushing slightly. After he finished speaking, he gave him a hard look, turned around and left without saying a word.

Wei Qingfan was afraid that she would be really annoyed, so he didn't dare to tease her anymore, so he hurriedly followed, looked at the crowd beside the sculpture in the square from a distance, and said, "There seem to be quite a lot of people..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Li Wanyi standing in the middle of the crowd with a backpack in her hand. She was tall and graceful, and extremely beautiful, so she stood out even in the crowd.

Li Miaoyu heard the difference in his tone, turned her head to look at him suspiciously, and then looked at the crowd over there.

She also noticed Li Wanyi, but she didn't recognize her, so she could only vaguely guess that Wei Qingfan must have seen someone she knew.

Li Wanyi seemed to have seen the two of them a long time ago, and turned around to look at them at this time, not surprised, and waved her hand with a bright smile.

Li Miaoyu was obviously surprised when she saw that beautiful girl waving her hand in this direction and looking very happy, then turned to look at Wei Qingfan beside her.

Wei Qingfan showed her an awkward yet handsome smile, and explained, "My sister's classmate."

Li Miaoyu subconsciously nodded her head lightly, and then realized something was wrong.

Why did he use the gesture of explaining instead of introducing... why did he nod...

"Didn't you say you won't participate in the competition?"

After Wei Qingfan approached, he asked helplessly.

Li Wanyi smiled and said, "Ask your sister, she won't let me tell you."

Wei Qingfan immediately understood the old lady's sinister intentions, curled his lips and said: "It seems that your third year of high school is quite relaxed, and you are still so boring."

Li Wanyi smiled, ignored Li Miaoyu, looked at Li Miaoyu and asked him: "Are you a classmate? You are so beautiful."

"No.1 in our class, Li Miaoyu."

Wei Qingfan introduced Li Wanyi with a smile, and then introduced to Li Miaoyu, whose eyes showed some dissatisfaction: "No.1 in their class, Li Wanyi."

When Li Miaoyu heard this name, she was a little surprised, but suddenly felt stunned.

Li Wanyi, who was standing opposite her, also felt the same way.

Although the two had never met, they were no strangers to each other's names.

Although the two of them didn't pay much attention to it, after a group of boring boys held a school flower selection in the school post bar last semester, as the two girls with the highest voice and the highest votes, it was really normal to hear each other's name thing.

"So you are Li Miaoyu?"

Li Wanyi looked at Li Miaoyu again, and then said without coercion, "You are much prettier than I imagined, and those boys who voted back then had poor eyesight."

As the winner of that vote, it is undoubtedly easy for people to misunderstand that she was showing off and mocking when she took the initiative to bring up relevant topics.

However, when she spoke at this moment, her tone was bright and clear, and her posture was graceful, so that no one would misunderstand her in this direction at all.

Li Miaoyu smiled at her, but did not speak.

Li Wanyi heard about this junior girl's temperament, but she didn't care, and gave Wei Qingfan another look, "You are in the same class as Li Miaoyu, and you haven't heard of it?"

Wei Qingfan curled his lips and said, "Li Miaoyu is still in the same class as Wei Qingfan, and I haven't seen her show off to anyone."

Li Miaoyu glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Li Wanyi, on the other hand, had the momentum of Wei Qingchan's possession, said "heh", and said contemptuously: "What are you? You are showing off..."

"..."

Wei Qingfan held back for two seconds, almost suffering internal injuries, if Li Miaoyu wasn't by his side, he would definitely have a good reasoning with Li Wanyi.

Of course, on the other hand, if it wasn't for Li Miaoyu's presence, Li Wanyi would not have said such a thing.

So here comes the question, is it because of Li Miaoyu or Li Miaoyu that the senior sister is so abnormal?
Li Miaoyu looked at his expression, and gently pursed the corners of her mouth, revealing an uncontrollable smile.

Wei Qingfan curled his lips, and Li Wanyi asked again: "Didn't you say that each class in the second year of high school has one place? Why are there two in your class?"

"She has such good grades, she must go."

Wei Qingfan explained earnestly, "Our homeroom teacher is a Chinese teacher, and he thinks my Chinese performance is quite good, so he applied for a special quota for me."

Li Miaoyu looked at him, her eyes widened slightly, there was some surprise and doubt in her clear and pure eyes, she probably wondered how such a thick-skinned person could say such words without blushing and heartbeat.

Li Wanyi was also a little surprised, looked at Wei Qingfan and said, "Can't you tell, your Chinese is so good?"

"good."

Wei Qingfan was about to be modest, when he saw Li Miaoyu slightly tilted his head to the side, facing the air next to Li Wanyi, and seemed to be talking to himself: "He asked the teacher for it himself."

"..."

Wei Qingfan was awkward there for a while, but Li Wanyi laughed "puchi", then squinted at him and said, "It's ok, you're starting to lie to me by talking nonsense with your eyes open."

"No, I want to brag, show off."

Wei Qingfan coughed, and then glanced at Li Miaoyu, "I didn't expect someone to disrupt the stage on the spot."

Li Miaoyu exchanged glances with him, then looked at the sculpture next to him expressionlessly, with a serious and focused expression, as if he suddenly discovered that the sculpture was very artistic.

(End of this chapter)