The sound of cheering around was deafening, and the actions of the teenagers on the playground became more and more aggressive.

Ling Xing felt that his ears were almost deafened.

On the side, Zeng Zhile seemed to have found an organization, yelling with that soft senior, blushing with excitement.

Ling Xing felt that he was blind, but fortunately, Senior Qing Ran also felt that he was blind.

The two of them unconsciously pulled the distance closer, feeling like they were going to the group to keep warm.

Senior sister Qingran sighed silently, and amidst the cheers, she shook her head and said, "If I have this time, I might as well do two more questions in the classroom."

This idea coincides with Ling Xing's. Instead of being concussed by the high-decibel screams around here, it's better to go back to the classroom and do two more questions.

Her time is precious.

So she hugged the black coat tightly in her arms, gently approached Senior Qingran, and said in a low voice: "Senior, why don't we run away together?"

Qingran-senpai hesitated for a while, but she shook her head and refused: "Forget it, my brother..."

When mentioning her brother Li Qingmo, her expression became more indescribable, and then said: "Besides, that guy Xie Ying'an also likes to be angry, forget it."

She is comforting Ling Xing and comforting herself.

Ling Xing thought about it carefully, well, that guy Su Qingluo seems to be quite sullen too.

Forget it.

There is no way to see the outcome on the court, only that both sides are scoring goals.

Ling Xing turned around the field without distracting his gaze, and finally passed a crowd of people and landed on Su Qingluo.

Among so many peers and seniors, the radiance of his body is more and more unconcealable. The boy's facial features are too sharp and angular, his skin is cold and fair, and the side face is high and straight. The bridge of the nose shows a sharp arc. When there is no expression, the whole body feels deserted.

At this moment, Ling Xing finally knew that the Luoshen Zeng Zhile talked about always gave people an unattainable origin.

When standing with his peers, as long as he stands there, he wins.

There was another burst of cheers from the crowd, this time Su Qingluo's name
they were shouting???

"Come on, Network God, come on, Network God."

Ling Xing came back to his senses, and from a long distance away, his eyes were directly on the young man in the middle of the crowd.

The boy's black eyes were bottomless, seeing Ling Xing looking at him, the corners of his lips raised slightly, his right hand was slowly placed on his head, and he made a handsome gesture.

"Ahhh-"

"Ahh! That's so cool???"

"Ahhh! How can he be so good!!!"

"He's looking at me, he's looking at me, so excited..."

In Ling Xing's ears, there was a shout that was dozens of decibels higher than before, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that the sound was not so noisy.

After about 20 minutes, they finally got tired of playing.

Senior Xie Ying'an was the first to run to Senior Sister Qingran. He didn't even look at the water handed over by the girl next to him. Instead, he took a tissue from Senior Sister Qingran and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Senior sister Qingran handed him the coat, and said casually: "Put on the coat, and be careful not to catch a cold."

It was really said casually, because her expression was normal and she couldn't hear any sign of concern.

Senior Xie Ying'an seemed to be accustomed to her attitude. He took the coat and put it on his body. After putting on the coat, he wanted to reach out and wipe the senior sister's hand: "Go back?"

Senior sister Qingran avoided his hand, looked at senior Li Qingmo who was not far away: "My brother's coat is still with me."

Li Qingmo held Sun Xin's neck and was walking this way, while Su Qingluo walked behind them.

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The temper of the former school tyrant was really bad, and he lost his temper with Xie Ying'an before he came here: "Xie Ying'an, can you stay away from Li Qingran? I feel bad seeing you!"

Xie Ying'an pursed her lips, threw his coat on his head, and said coldly, "Shut up!"

Senior sister Qingran probably didn't want to see the two of them, so she turned and walked out of the crowd, Xie Ying'an hurriedly followed.

Li Qingmo looked thoughtfully at the backs of the two as they walked further and further away, obviously a little puzzled: "Why do I feel that Xie Ying'an... likes my sister a little bit?"

Su Qingluo, who was silent all the way, said: "No, the senior treats the senior as a younger sister."

Ling Xing's unbelievable eyes fell on Su Qingluo. This guy actually misled senior Li Qingmo, isn't he afraid of being beaten?

Senior Li Qingmo is indeed a naive, he touched his chin, and snorted arrogantly: "I knew it, he is jealous that I have a younger sister!"

Ling Xing: "..."

Su Qingluo took the coat from Ling Xing, but didn't intend to put it on. He walked towards the classroom with Ling Xing, and the two were silent all the way.

Zeng Zhile was dispersed by the crowd, and Ling Xing called her a few times when he left, but he didn't see her at all.

Ling Xing buried her head in studying every day during this time, because of Xiaoxiao's incident, she was not interested in chatting anymore.

There are people coming and going on the campus road, and the two walking side by side will always attract the attention of others, including Ji Yan.

Ji Yan, who was supposed to pass by them, didn't leave after seeing them, but turned around and followed them.

Fortunately, he didn't speak, and he didn't have any sense of presence. Ling Xing ignored him directly, and turned to Su Qingluo: "Did you give me that second group of my family?"

There is an extra cat in the house, and Ling Xing only found out yesterday. She thought it was bought by her brother, but after looking at it a few more times, she felt a little familiar.

Ling Xing didn't think too much about it, she didn't remember until she was at school that the photo of the kitten that Su Qingluo sent her before was a shrunken version of the second group.

Su Qingluo nodded: "I told you on WeChat."

Ling Xing sneered: "I didn't watch it."

How harmonious the scene of the two talking and laughing makes Ji Yan feel lonely.

When the two returned to the classroom, Ling Xing saw that Zeng Zhile was already sitting in her seat. She was talking to Lu Qianmo at the front desk, and even Xia Nianchu came over.

The three of them didn't know what they were talking about, and they gestured happily, with gossip still shining in their eyes.

Yu Pan at the front desk was calmly doing the required physics questions, and was not affected by their chatting at all.

Yu Pan is like this, with amazing self-control.

During this period of time, she didn't look as gloomy as before, she also lost a lot of weight, her facial features became more delicate and handsome, and she looked full of energy.

Probably because she didn't get along well with her classmates in the past, so she didn't like to make new friends, and she didn't know how to respond to friendly strike ups with others, but she should really like Ling Xing. Seeing Ling Xing Star she always laughs.

Although the smile looked a little stiff.

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Ling Xing also noticed that the relationship between Qiu Yilin and Ji Yan and Yu Yue was closer than before.

The weak will always be the one to be sympathized with. Because of her body, Yu Yue always likes the perspective of the weak now, seeking for herself what she wants.

Using the shackles of 'I'm weak but I'm reasonable', I tried to kidnap everyone morally.

Not long after, this moral shackle actually tried to be used on Ling Xing...

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