Peach and Plum Do Not Speak

Only two weeks after the start of school, An Zhi heard that the students in the ordinary class next door had many problems, such as skipping classes, having a puppy love, being invited to parents, etc., and being criticized by the whole school.

If in the first year of junior high school students still had a little bit of trepidation left over from elementary school, "only obeying the teacher's order", after a year of exploration of junior high school life, testing the temper of teachers, and understanding of peers, the second year of junior high school At that time, most of the students directly assigned themselves to the "old fritters" group.

The key class where An Zhi is in is better. It is not easy to escape from the class. After all, grades are very important. Other things are also obvious. In addition to the boring homework, the students' conversation is "Who and who is together?" "Who and who broke up again?".

Yang Mengmeng, a rotten girl, is a popular student with An Zhi on a daily basis, and she is also a male classmate in her class.

"Look, the squad leader went to the sports committee again. He is innocent and arrogant and petite and is attacked by the loyal dog of the old driver. Do you have any feelings?"

An Zhi looked at the two boys in school uniforms, who were discussing the registration for the sports meeting. Where is the old driver again?

Yang Mengmeng didn't give up and continued to advocate: "Look at the monitor, he is very weak, and he doesn't speak loudly. It's a standard little temperament! The sports committee is tanned and very good at flirting with girls. This is not an old driver. ?"

Anzhi: …

Yang Mengmeng: "You're not curious when I tell you this. Did you go to Jinjiang to read the book I introduced you to?"

An Zhi smiled awkwardly: "I have no interest in Danmei..."

Yang Mengmeng was a little discouraged. She worked so hard for An Zhi Anli for so long, but An Zhi was unmoved and did not enter the pit. She rolled her eyes and said, "An An, what kind of boy do you like?"

An Zhi blinked, she didn't have the concept and didn't know how to answer.

Yang Mengmeng thought she was shy, and asked her another way: "Then do you think it's handsome XXX from the first class, or handsome Chen Wei from our class?"

An Zhi was stunned, and recalled in his mind what these two people looked like, and there was no impression of whether they were handsome or not. For boys, the uncles of the Yan family are all handsome, and Yan Dafa and Yan Xiaopang are also good-looking. Yan family's genes are very strong.

Yang Mengmeng said dissatisfiedly: "Hey? What are you doing? Did you listen to me?"

They were in physical education class, and An Zhi and Yang Mengmeng were lazy in the corner of the teaching building. Wearing school uniform and sitting on the stairs. There are boys playing basketball in the distance, in full swing.

An Zhi smiled and did not answer.

Yang Mengmeng was not annoyed either, leaning his head over and leaning on An Zhi's shoulder.

A basketball thumped here and rolled over their legs. The two boys in the class ran over, and when the wind blew, a strong smell of sweat drifted over.

An Zhi frowned and kicked the ball at his feet. One of the boys picked it up and handed it to the one behind. He glanced at the two of them, put his eyes on An Zhi's face, wiped the sweat on his face with his shoulders, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to drink water?"

Yang Mengmeng answered first: "No need, we are not thirsty."

The boy looked at An Zhi, as if waiting for her answer. An Zhi shook his head.

"Would you like to come and play together?"

Yang Mengmeng glanced at An Zhi and smiled a little, "No, we want to chat."

Someone was urging him from behind, and he smiled at An Zhi before leaving.

"Chen Wei absolutely likes you." When she was far away, Yang Mengmeng smiled and pushed her.

An Zhi did not say.

Yang Mengmeng felt that her little roommate was really cold. Chen Wei is tall and handsome, with healthy wheat-colored skin, the sports committee member of the class, and the school basketball team. Wearing the school uniform on him is the same as wearing it on the model, it is the tail end of the grade crane, maybe this is not in the eyes of Xueba Anzhi, and he is not even willing to say a word to others.

Chen Wei came over after a while with two bottles of Coke: "Please drink."

Yang Mengmeng glanced at An Zhi, who shook his head gently.

Yang Mengmeng said: "Chen Wei, we don't drink it, you can take it back."

"Don't be like this, save face. By the way, classmate Yang Mengmeng, can I have a few words with classmate Tao Anzhi?"

"Is there anything you can't say in front of me!" Yang Mengmeng joked.

Chen Wei scratched the back of his head embarrassedly. After waiting for a while, Yang Mengmeng was not seen walking away. He took a deep breath and turned his eyes to An Zhi.

The young man's heart was not as calm as his face, especially when he saw Shang Anzhi's face, he instantly forgot what to say.

"Ah, her eyes are so big!"

"Ah, dimples are there when she's not smiling..."

"Ah, when will she be able to smile at me!"

"Classmate Tao, I like you, can you date me? Classmate Tao, be my girlfriend! Classmate Tao, can you be with me? Classmate Tao... Can you tell me your mobile phone number? Classmate Tao, Classmate Tao, Your name sounds so nice..."

I typed the draft countless times in my stomach, but I didn't know which sentence to say first, but I couldn't say a word after a long time.

Yang Mengmeng forcibly held back his laughter, and An Zhi looked at him puzzled.

Poor classmate Chen Wei said in an embarrassed manner: "Student Tao! I, I, can I ask you a question?"

Yang Mengmeng couldn't help laughing hahaha: "Chen Wei, you are too funny! What topic do you want to ask? Why do I remember that you don't seem to have a subject that doesn't count? Can you teach it? "

Chen Wei: "..."

Chen Wei's handsome face was vividly dislocated into a word "囧", and sweat rolled off one by one in embarrassment, and his face that was reddened by the sun felt even redder.

An Zhi couldn't help laughing, and gave a soft "puchi".

Chen Wei originally wanted to say something to defend Yang Mengmeng, but when he saw An Zhi smiling, he was stunned and his face flushed even more.

Then he really didn't know what to do, and he didn't know how to step down... He turned around subconsciously, and moved away step by step stiffly.

Before Yang Mengmeng could finish laughing, she stood up, and her heart was teasing, and she was good at making a loudspeaker: "Young man! An An, don't think about it, or listen to me! Get on the ground!!"

She shouted, "What do you think of the squad leader?"

Chen Wei's already stiff body shook violently, and after a while, he moved and walked with great difficulty.

Yang Mengmeng smiled and bent over behind him.

"So cowardly!" She sat back down.

She winked at Anzhi: "Do you like him?"

An Zhi shook his head: "I don't feel it, I didn't think so."

"Hahaha... Do you like learning tyrants?" Yang Mengmeng asked with a smile.

"I don't like it either. It's not corrupt." An Zhi said.

"Okay..." Yang Mengmeng finally got discouraged.

She put her head back on An Zhi's shoulder, "Give me the phone to play with."

An Zhi took out his phone, unlocked it, and handed it to her.

"Do you have enough traffic? I want to download Jinjiang's APP on your phone."

"Enough? I don't use it much."

"Yes, your mobile phone seems to be used to call and send text messages to Sister Yan." Yang Mengmeng took it and pointed.

Since An Zhi told her about the previous incidents, Yang Mengmeng has completely become a fan of Yan Xi, and her admiration after recognizing Yan Xi as the host of Beicheng TV station is beyond words. Sister Yan is long and sister is short. 's inseparable.

An Zhi's mood is a little complicated. My aunt was liked by her good friend, and she felt proud and happy. But Yang Mengmeng often talked about Yan Xi and asked for Yan Xi's phone number, and An Zhi felt some discomfort in his heart.

This little awkwardness can't be explained by himself.

"It's done. Then I read the novel?" Yang Mengmeng has been chasing the works of Jinjiang's famous Danmei God recently, waiting for her updates every day, and by the way, she has scanned all her past works.

An Zhi couldn't help but ask, "What kind of text is this?"

"Hey, hey, pure love of writing! It's P University's article "Crossing the Door", it's sweet and cruel! Let me tell you, if you don't like the serialization, you can read the finished article - "Big Brother" ", woo woo, you tortured me to death! Come on? Show you the copy!"

Anyway, he was idle, and An Zhi casually swept away, "Young Wei Qian, living hard with his sister... He even picked up a homeless child who wrapped his face around him..."

An Zhi felt a little confused, she asked, "So will they be together in the end?"

"Probably, the copywriter wrote that they are Cp, they should be cultivated at a young age! HE ending."

An Zhi read the copy carefully again and asked, "Nurturing means... Did they live together for a long time?"

Yang Mengmeng thought she was finally interested, and explained: "Yes, Nianxia is raised by Nianxia! They are also called brothers and sisters. I have seen Xiaoyuan's conspiracy against his elder brother! "

"Let me tell you, it's the most common place to grow up in the danmei rot here every year! Bla, bla, generally have a relatively large age difference, and they live together without blood relationship, so it's not incest... and... hee Hee hee hee, knocking taboo, knocking has a feeling! 1 I love watching this kind of thing! Wow..." Yang Mengmeng said and held up his face.

The campus suddenly fell silent, and the cacophony of boys playing football was far away. An Zhi heard himself ask Yang Mengmeng: "...Mengmeng?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"The romance between two boys is called Danmei, so what if it's... two girls?"