Her Little Dimples

On Monday, the second class was over. All the students from the first and second grades of high school went to the North Playground to participate in the weekly flag-raising ceremony.

Class 9 is facing the flag-raising platform, in the middle of the playground. One column for boys and one column for girls, standing in order of height.

The summer sun is scorching, although it is just past ten o'clock, the light shines on the naked skin of a person, still sweating.

The school rules of Linshi No. 1 Middle School, students must wear school uniforms when participating in the flag-raising ceremony. From a distance, there is a blue and white ocean, except for the abrupt one in the middle.

The boys at the end of the class wear their own clothes.

Black, yellow, red, and a small piece of t-shirts of different colors are interspersed in it, highlighting their uniqueness.

The second and ninth class of high school is a very special existence in the grade.

There are students who can catch up with and surpass the experimental class, and there are also rich second generations who are in the end of the crane. Class 9 people like to make troubles, but the school has always maintained a laissez-faire, or an attitude of turning a blind eye. How much made other students feel a little respectful of the people in this class.

The school can't control it, and they naturally can't afford it.

I came here once during the teaching director, and asked Xu Xingchun who was standing at the forefront of the class, "Why don't those students in your class wear school uniforms?"

Xu Xingchun pursed his lips and answered formulaically: "Forgot to bring it."

"Forgot to bring it again? How many times is this?!"

Li Zhiping frowned and raised his voice, "You, class 9, don't always think about specializing in the grade. When you study in this school, you must abide by the school's rules!"

Xu Xingchun listened quietly, his expression unchanged. Deep-cold and quiet eyebrows, clear outlines.

I educate a few more words, because the boy in front of him is the best student in the next grade, Li Zhiping is not easy to get angry, and can only say: "Next time you remember to remind them in advance, don't go too far."

The few girls standing in the front dared to breathe out when the dean was gone.

He whispered, whispered.

"Li Zhiping only dared to say in front of the monitor every time. He has the ability to say thanks to them afterwards..."

"Hey, what's the use of talking to those people, will they listen."

"What's the use of talking to the monitor."

"At least I should dare to look for the group of people behind..."

"..."

A bunch of people next to her talked to her ears from time to time, and Ma Xuanrui couldn't help but quietly glance at the boy standing diagonally in front of her.

It takes a long time to watch, or the line of sight is too straightforward. He noticed something, turned his head and looked back, his profile shadowed by the sunlight.

She didn't dare to continue watching, and quickly lowered her head, but she couldn't help but feel a trance.

Ma Xuanrui and Xu Xingchun were in the same class for two semesters, but they spoke very few times.

She knew that he was good-looking and good grades, and was crushed by many female classmates in the class. When get out of class is over, some girls will deliberately ask him questions with their homework books. He was never impatient, his face was faint, but very polite.

If God really loves someone, he will give him the best things.

Xu Xingchun is such a person.

The office teachers will boast about the good students, and the schoolmasters with scores close to full marks in each subject, look impeccable.

She knew that she was ordinary, and she was inconspicuous among a group of glamorous girls. Never thought of confessing to him.

Only occasionally in class, the three words Xu Xingchun were written all over the draft paper.

In physical education class, she secretly looked at him, his hobbies and even his grades were so familiar to her in her heart. Don't dare to let others know her admiration, for fear of making people feel wishful thinking.

Can only watch him secretly.

Xu Xingchun is quiet and proud.

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The flag-raising ceremony has reached the fifth stage.

On the flag-raising stage, the host read to the list: "Next, please ask student Qiu Qingqing from the 28th class of high school to make a speech under the flag."

After reading the host, go down.

The applause from the bottom was endless. It was even mixed with cheers and whistles.

Xu You originally looked down at the book in his hand, and couldn't help but raise his head when he heard the movement.

I saw the girls on the flag-raising platform from afar, wearing high ponytails, white school uniforms and pleated skirts. A very confident temperament exuded all over his body.

Qiu Qingqing...

Xu You recalled the name in his mind.

Oh.

It was the heroine of the fight at noon that day.

Withdrawing his mind, Xu You continued to read.

The moment she lowered her head, she heard the two boys next to each other making a carefree discussion.

"Oh, Shen Jiayi, didn't you just give up your thanks some time ago?"

"When did it happen?"

"Last week, probably."

A boy answered casually.

Standing in front of Xu You, Fu Xueli couldn't help but roll her eyes, impatiently rushing to the two people next to him and said, "Fang Qicheng, your mouth is so big." .

Fang Qicheng raised his eyebrows innocently, and said with a smile, "Sister Sydney, I also listen to other people, so don't mind."

He knew that Fu Xueli had a good relationship with the thank-you group, so he consciously stopped talking.

Fu Xueli snorted from her nostril, "Who is your sister?" After she said that, she turned off her phone, turned her eyes around boredly, and stopped on Xu You again.

Her tablemate was wearing a blue-and-white autumn coat, with the end of the ponytail hanging loosely on her shoulders, and she looked down quietly at the book in her hand.

Incompatible with the noisy atmosphere around.

"What are you looking at, so serious." Fu Xueli bends down slightly, put her head on Xu You's shoulder, and asks with her eyes down.

"Ah, what?" Xu You turned his head slightly and raised the book in his hand, "Is this?"

"Yup."

Xu You closed the page and showed her the cover, with a smile on her lips: "Long Yingtai's book."

"..."

Fu Xueli paused and asked, "Who is Long Yingtai?"

This time it was Xu You's turn to be speechless.

"Hahahahahahahahaha." Fu Xueli asked after teasing Xu You, "Why do you always wear school uniforms, don't you think it's ugly?"

She has long wanted to ask why she always wears a school uniform jacket. In Fu Xueli's impression, Xu You just brushed up his sleeves even if he was hot, never taking it off.

"Don't the school rules have to be worn?" Xu You was startled again and asked seriously.

Fu Xueli said, "What is the school rules? I have never heard of it since I was a child."

Xu You: ........

Soon, the flag-raising ceremony came to an end.

The grade disciplinary committee made a speech, and first briefly summarized the health situation and the lateness of each class last week. Then the school regularly notified criticism from the loudspeaker:

The ninth class of the second grade, Song Yifan, Li Qing, and the first grade of the second grade Fu Yishen led the group to gather other students and fight in the school on x, xx. The impact was extremely bad and severely violated the school rules and regulations. The school decided to circulate and criticize the four dead and stay in school for probation.

I hope other students can take warning, study hard, and abide by the various rules and regulations of the school.

Before the criticism was finished, there was a wave of sorrows below.

The students said that they have listened to this type of bulletin and criticized countless times, and Class 9 has almost become a feature of the flag-raising ceremony of the First Middle School in the city.

The students in their class are estimated to be the sum of all the students who have been in the school.

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After half an hour in the sun, the flag-raising ceremony finally ended.

Each class team disbanded, Xu You and Fu Xueli also merged into the crowd and moved towards the teaching building.

After walking for a while, Fu Xueli took Xu You's arm and asked her seriously, in a very small voice: "Have you ever kissed someone by force?...or was you kissed by force?"

Xu You was silly for a while, and after slowly reacting, he obviously couldn't resist this kind of problem, waved his hand, "This...it's so strange, we are still high school students."

"Cut." Fu Xueli kicked away the stone by her feet, suddenly feeling upset.

She murmured, still speaking astonishingly, "All high school students can have children, shit."

Xu Youmo.

Before he had time to speak, two people walked by, a man and a woman.

The two seem to be talking about each other, the girl almost wiped Xu You's shoulder.

She looked up and met the boy who had just turned his face.

But he didn't look at Xu You, his eyes faintly passed the people next to Xu You.

Fu Xueli still bowed her head unconsciously, kicking the stones under her feet, kicking and scolding again and again, "Fuck, fuck, **** Xu Xingchun..."

Xu You hurriedly pulled at her clothes and said with a guilty conscience: "Sydney, keep your voice down..."

The actor who yelled at her at the same table was a few meters away from them...

With that said, Xu Xingchun glanced at this side again seemingly nonchalant.

When the two people in front were far away, Xu You worriedly dealt with Sydney and explained: "You just scolded the squad leader. He should have heard him."

Fu Xueli glanced at her, "When I hear it, I hear it. I scolded him more than this time."