Become a Passerby Heroine

Zhao Youyue's tone of voice also seemed very flat, without any waves, and without her usual gentleness, but it was like dubbing those classic three-no characters. Such a voice appeared in reality, but it was unique, because in reality Few people would speak in such a tone without any fluctuations at all.

Han Leng had closed his eyes to rest his mind, but when he suddenly heard a voice he felt very familiar with, he opened his eyes involuntarily, only to realize that it was the expressionless Zhao Youyue. She exuded an inexplicable aura. A look of surprise suddenly appeared, is this guy really Zhao Youyue? In his memory, the young lady who has always maintained a gentle smile and behaves quite calmly and elegantly...

Of course, this young lady inadvertently exposed the fact that she is actually a very playful and erotic girl. For example, she always likes to secretly play with her mobile phone in morning reading class, and even when cleaning, she is lazy in various ways. She has no sense of responsibility, let alone a sense of collective honor. In addition, she is not the kind of high-profile person who loves to show off. She always wears blue and white sports uniforms. In the whole class, she is really inconspicuous.

If Han Leng hadn't had a pleasant transaction with this eldest lady, then he would not have really noticed her. Although they are still classmates in junior high school, Han Leng's impression of Zhao Youyue is really very rare and weak.

Since when did he silently pay attention to Zhao Youyue, and feel more and more that this young lady is so cute?

Perhaps it was from the time when he began to pour out words in his private notebook that he thought were boring but sweet youth troubles, or from that time when he deliberately pretended to be asleep and was caught by Lao Qiu. Standing up, he felt very sacred and solemn at that moment, like a knight standing up for the princess. Regardless of whether she knew what he did silently for her, he was very moved by himself anyway.

Literati are like this, whether it is in writing or in emotion, once they fall into a state of self-indulgence, there is no end to it, and they don't care what others think, and they don't even care whether others know or not.

I like you, nothing to do with you.

It doesn't matter if you don't know, as long as I am happy.

Anticipation is a kind of half-awake, half-mad burning that makes the anxious soul hallucinate that he is living in the future.

This is Han Leng.

A young man who is obviously very talented but whose thinking circuit is different from ordinary people.

He is doomed to be alone.

So after that transaction, he clearly had Zhao Youyue's WeChat, but he never took the initiative to send a message to Zhao Youyue. Of course, at the beginning, he also edited a lot of text, but without exception, he didn't click send all at once, but silently Deleted, and then gradually he didn't do this kind of thing anymore, but he still loves to visit Zhao Youyue's circle of friends, paying attention to her colorful life as a young lady during the holidays, unlike him , can only play "League of Legends" at home in a dead house, or the code word explodes.

In the classroom, he also paid attention to Zhao Youyue silently. Whenever he saw Wang Yang, her front seat, turning around to talk to Zhao Youyue, he felt extremely upset. It is said that the discussion was still about online novels, which made Han Leng even more nervous. I'm not happy, he is a serious starting point contracted writer, and has written high-quality online novels with an average subscription of more than 3,000. Whenever he appears in the group of contracted authors, others call him "big brother". All kinds of great gods, gossip and so on are very clear, and he has also talked and laughed with some great gods.

And that Wang Yang is just a member of the "Green League" of the historical platinum god "Sentimental Apple", and he is not a famous rich reader, but he still likes to brag in the dormitory all day, so that a bunch of people don't understand the Internet circle His classmates didn't realize it, but in the classroom, he actually had the face to talk and give advice in front of Zhao Youyue?

Anyway, Han Leng despised Wang Yang countless times in his heart, but he still didn't take any concrete actions... He only hated himself for not being Zhao Youyue's front seat.

Of course, if he was really Zhao Youyue's front seat, he might even bother to go back and talk to Zhao Youyue, and just fall into meaningless self-satisfaction.

Therefore, even though he felt that Zhao Youyue's state was not right at this time, he did not show any strange appearance, but nodded coldly, a little secretly pleased that Miss Zhao actually took the initiative to say hello to him, feeling very happy!

He pondered for a moment before responding lightly: "I don't know what to do all the time in life, so I choose to cultivate immortals every day. Sleeping more during life is worse than sleeping forever after death."

Han Leng thought that his words should make his lovely classmate Zhao Youyue smile and respond to him gently, but Zhao Youyue remained expressionless and indifferent, and she would look at the Chinese textbooks from time to time, as if she couldn't control her own learning. desire……

"Oh." Zhao Youyue cherishes words like gold.

Han Leng immediately became melancholy, but his expression was still cold, but he felt that there was already a deep gap between himself and Zhao Youyue. This was obviously because he was making up too much, because the relationship between him and Zhao Youyue The distance has never been close, so where is the gap?

The two stood silently outside the door of Class 7, waiting for the students inside to slowly leave the classroom and rush to the examination room.

However, standing side by side like this, Han Leng had a new feeling, and he decided to write this sentence in the next Chinese test——

The grass is bearing its seeds, and the wind is shaking its leaves. We stand, do not speak, very beautiful.

Then Han Leng felt that the estrangement between him and Zhao Youyue was gone, after all they were standing together, how could there be estrangement if they were silent together in such a tacit understanding?

It must have been his illusion just now.

Just when Han Leng looked cold on the outside and was filled with infinite self-satisfaction in his heart, Zhao Youyue had already walked into the examination room on his own, quickly found his seat, sat down quickly, and continued to study. She had to wait until the invigilator Only after entering the examination room will the review materials be actively placed on the podium, anyway, it is to seize every minute.

Han Leng saw that Zhao Youyue, who was standing with him, had already entered the examination room, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and also entered the examination room, the language test was a piece of cake for him, of course sometimes he was doing When reading comprehension, he will feel that some questions are really mentally retarded.

As an author, he naturally knew that he didn't think so much when he wrote the essay, but the teacher who produced the paper insisted on asking the students to analyze from a certain sentence, what kind of thoughts and feelings the author expressed in this sentence, such For the topic, let the author do it by himself, it is estimated that he will have to be confused-how do I know what thoughts and feelings I am expressing? I didn't think much about it at all...

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