Chapter 18 becomes different

   Wu Xuehan said "wow" when she saw her like this, like seeing a wonder of the world.

   A little excited and a little curious.

She sat down next to Tang Li and said in surprise, "Finally, you don't keep a blank face when I sing! Last time I sang "Song of Onion" for you, you told people to get out of the way, because of this, I was sad for a long time. "

   "Is there any?" After many years, Tang Li's memory of this aspect is vague.

   Wu Xuehan nodded heavily, his face flushed a bit: "You even threw my two green onions from the balcony."

  Tang Li: "..."

   Being reminded like this, Tang Li quickly remembered.

   That happened not long after they entered school last year.

   She went back to school from Li's house and just walked into the dormitory, when Wu Xuehan suddenly jumped out from behind the door with a green onion in one hand.

   On weekends, she was not happy at Lai's house.

   So, he interrupted Wu Xuehan: "Stop arguing, okay?"

   Wu Xuehan snorted and immediately shut up.

   After Wu Xuehan hummed and climbed to the top bunk, Tang Li looked at the green onion in the corner of the wall and threw it into the bushes outside the balcony.

   Now mentioning this old incident, Tang Li explained: "I didn't let you go, I just wanted to be alone and quiet."

   Having said this, he paused slightly.

   She tilted her head to look at Wu Xuehan: "But I also want to apologize to you. I hope you don't take it to heart for what I did wrong before, and thank you for texting me."

   In her last life, after she was sent to the eastern suburbs, she failed to detect text messages in time.

   When she comes to class again, many things have changed.

   Such a result was beyond Wu Xuehan's expectations.

   She touched the back of her neck and said shyly, "I was joking with you."

   "I know." Tang Li smiled lightly: "But there are some things that need to be made clear."

  Wu Xuehan opened his bright apricot eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "Tang Li, I found that you were different when you went home."

   In her impression, Tang Li kept his head down when he did everything.

  Because of this, the girls in the class didn't like Tang Li very much.

   "Actually, it's still good." Wu Xuehan pursed his lips, dimples and playful: "In the past, you were too quiet and didn't pay much attention to me. I couldn't find anyone in the dormitory to brag about the mountains."

   Although the school they study is affiliated with three, but because of the name of the art academy, there have been a few small stars, and there are many people who apply for the exam every year.

   Yu Sui and Jiang Yining, who live in the same dormitory, are natives of the capital.

  One father is the general manager of a bank, and the other father is an executive of a state-owned enterprise.

  The similar family background keeps them inseparable at ordinary times, so they naturally look down on Tang Li and Wu Xuehan, who was born in rural southern Hunan.

   At this moment, the voice of a girl could be heard outside.

   The dormitory door was pushed open.

   It was Yu Sui and Jiang Yining who came in.

   There were two people who were talking and laughing. The moment they caught a glimpse of Tang Li, they stopped talking.

   Wu Xuehan said with concern: "Are you back?"

   No one answered.

   Jiang Yining quietly pushed Yu Sui.

   Putting the cardigan and jacket beside the bed, Tang Li stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

   When she came back, Wu Xuehan was left alone in the dormitory.

   "Three or four classes in the morning are linear algebra classes. They have to occupy seats in advance, so they won't wait for us."

   Tang Li knew that Yu Sui and the others just didn't want to wait for her.

   When Tang Li and Wu Xuehan appeared at the door of the classroom, they attracted a lot of attention because of Tang Li's sea-blue hair.

   Suddenly, a boy whistled.

   Laughter followed.

   Students who are withdrawn and eccentric are always easy to be used by others for entertainment.

   And Tang Li, just such an existence.

   I miss Mr. Song...

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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