He’s so Flirty

Chapter 88:

The alumni association of the First Normal School has a customary tradition in all previous years, that is, to post the list of alumni who are confirmed to be invited back to school on the side of the school bulletin board for the guests to know each other.

On both sides of the list are the most famous "red list" and "black list" of the First Normal School.

Different from the usual red and black lists, which show what honors or penalties are received by the students this month, the red lists and black lists during the alumni association will show the honors and penalties that the students on the alumni list next to them have received. List.

The honorary punishments listed above have all lost their original meaning under the baptism of time. What brings everyone more is the memory of that period of time that has never been returned.

However, even if these honors and punishments do not have the aura of praise and criticism that year, in previous alumni meetings, the red list may need to be posted a few more, but there is always only one on the black list and there is little information.

-However, this session is obviously an exception.

Looking at the densely packed handwriting on the only black list, and most of them started with the words "Wen Yufeng", the alumni who came to visit couldn't help but think so.

This time, the alumni who were far away from the 37th session no longer needed other people’s "science popularization" at all, so you can roughly see this schoolboy from the black list full of "great achievements". Style.

"This schoolboy is okay." An older man pointed to the black list, and then moved to the last one on the red list. He laughed, "The black list is basically permanent for the first year and a half, and the next year. Half way straight to the red list? It's a pity that I haven't been with this kind of person, otherwise I can get a closer look....I just don't know what is going on with this junior..."

This person's words resonated with many other people around, and a woman dressed in a white-collar with delicate makeup smiled and raised her red lips.

"I am in the 35th grade. When we were in the third year of high school, we all knew that there was a kid in the first year of high school. Our decompression activity."

After this person started, the alumni standing in front of the bulletin board began to exchange stories about the school bully that they had heard of or had seen with their own eyes.

Until the crowd murmured no one in the crowd—

"Posted here, it means that he is here this time. I heard that he has been invited many times in previous sessions, but he hasn't shown up..."

"...I just seemed to see him."

A newcomer who joined the discussion answered, "I saw it next to the big locust tree at the entrance of the school, dressed in school uniforms, and surrounded by a very beautiful little girl."

Upon hearing this, everyone became energetic.

...

Qin Qing and Wen Yufeng are walking to the small teaching building in the southwest corner of the school according to the information about the meeting point of the 37th alumni after handing in the invitation letter at the school gate.

At first, a section of the road was normal, but Qin Qing became more weird as he went back.

She leaned in the direction of Wen Yufeng—

"Do you think that many people are watching us?"

"..."

Wen Yufeng didn't speak, his eyes curled up, and his cool gaze swept a half circle around him.

He naturally noticed what Qin Qing could notice.

And through previous observations, Wen Yufeng had already roughly judged that those who cast their gazes seemed to come from the same direction.

Wen Yufeng raised his eyes far away, and at the end of his sight was the bulletin board next to the statue of the spirit of diligence in studying in the First Normal School.

After thinking about something, Wen Yufeng's eyes flashed slightly.

He lowered his eyes, and the focus fell on the girl beside him, "I may have something to do with it."

"..."

Qin Qing blinked, then suddenly, "Then I go to the assembly point first?"

Wen Yufeng smiled: "Or, you can also go with me."

Qin Qing wrinkled her nose: "Intuition tells me that you are not doing something very good...I think it's best if I haven't seen it."

"Well, then you wait for me at the assembly point, I'll be there soon."

"good."

Qin Qing answered, and walked to the teaching building where the meeting point was after she finished speaking.

Just two steps out, Wen Yufeng lifted his hand back to the original place.

—

"If someone strikes up a conversation with you...?"

The boy stared at her slightly with his black eyes, his face unhappy.

Qin Qing couldn't help laughing.

—This posture is so as if someone has already accosted her.

"Wen Yufeng, you are too jealous and bad for your stomach."

"..." Wen Yufeng didn't speak, and the fingertips on Qin Qing's wrist squeezed her lightly.

Qin Qing had to surrender her eyes and confessed with a smile: "Well, well, I will definitely ignore them-I will ignore whoever talks to me except you, okay?"

The corners of Wen Yufeng's lips were pursed, and a thin smile appeared in his black eyes.

"...No." He held up her wrist and shook the rose gold bracelet on it. "You should tell them that you have a boyfriend—the kind who will get married."

Qin Qing was taken aback by the look in this person's eyes for a while.

After returning to reason, Qin Qing looked away, "Who wants to marry you..." She said this, but the corners of her lips curled up.

Wen Yufeng let go, "Remember to memorize what I said several times before going in."

"You go quickly." Qin Qing smiled and shoved him.

"..."

Having said that, Qin Qing left this long road under Wen Yufeng's watch and walked towards the small teaching building in the southwest corner.

And watching the girl's back disappear to the end of the line of sight, the smile of Wen Yufeng, who was standing in the same place, faded away, until finally he couldn't see it at all.

He glanced to the right a few tens of meters away, where many people gathered on the bulletin board.

Even now, many new gazes started from there and fell on him and Qin Qing who had already left.

Wen Yufeng narrowed his eyes lightly, and after standing still for a while, he raised his leg and walked towards there.

After half a minute, the people around the bulletin board found that a man with tall, long legs and a handsome face suddenly appeared beside him.

—

Under their gaze, the man walked to the black list with a faint expression, and as soon as he raised his arm, he effortlessly grabbed the upper left corner of the only list on the black list.

With a sound, the list was torn down by the man without changing his face.

Everyone was stunned, unable to react for a long time.

After tearing down the list from the black list, the man raised his leg and left.

It's just that when he glanced at the red list inadvertently, those long legs stopped again.

Among the seven red lists, one and a half have the name "Qin Qing" written on them.

Because it was the same session, the red list commendation followed by the three words "Wen Yufeng" happened to be under Qin Qing's second half of the name.

...The arrangement is thoughtful.

Wen Yufeng lifted his thin lips and turned his feet to the front of the red list.

"Wh" and "Wh" again, those who had just recovered before they had time to stop, they watched Wen Yufeng tear off two of the seven lists on the red list.

Finally someone couldn't hold back the irritation—

"This is the school bulletin board, do you think it's at your own home?"

"..."

Wen Yufeng, who was about to leave, stopped when he heard the words, and cast his gaze away.

His thin lips slanted, but his black eyes were cold. "Past my name, you give me a reason I can't tear it."

"..."

Even if he had guessed the identity of this person long ago, but listening to the other party's personal confession, many of these people still couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

But the one who spoke before taking the brunt of Wen Yufeng's cold eyes, his face changed slightly, and said bit the bullet, "But the two on the red list are not your name, so why did you tear it up?"

"It's really not my name," Wen Yufeng raised his lips, "but it's mine."

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to what he heard. He pulled three long posters kneaded together, and dragged him toward the government affairs building diagonally opposite.

Bo Liang's words fell behind him—

"Is there any name in these three lists, who don't want to be torn off, go to the Academic Affairs Office to get the new list."

It was clear that this person was rushing to the Academic Affairs Office of the Administration Building, and the people behind looked at each other with helpless expressions.

—

This person looked like he was not afraid of anything, even if they wanted to follow suit, it would probably be useless.

Many people even looked at that figure from behind, feeling deeply moved.

-It turns out that outside of them, there are really people who can walk half of their lives like this, and come back like the unruly young boy.

...

When Qin Qing arrived in front of the classroom where the 37th alumni meeting place was located, she looked at the meeting point information sheet in her hand with a little disbelief.

After reconfirming that she was right, Qin Qing closed the list in a delicate mood and entered the classroom.

-She never expected that the meeting place for the 37th alumni would happen to be the first high school classroom where she entered the high school for a few days.

When Qin Qing entered the classroom, there were many people standing or resting in the classroom where the desks, chairs and benches were taken away.

However, most of them were scattered around in a circle, and there seemed to be two figures in the circle.

The sound in most of the classroom was noisy, and for a while, few people really noticed Qin Qing's appearance.

Few of them seemed to be unable to integrate into that circle. At this moment, they saw Qin Qing, and most of them were just taken aback.

—I won’t recognize her. After all, Qin Qing was a “little talented girl” who was well-known among the students around the 37th class, and because of her legendary achievements, many teachers followed Mentioned in front of previous students.

Qin Qing walked into the classroom quietly like this.

In the circle not far away, there was a vague voice coming out—

"Yu Wen, you are really a great blessing! Ling Yu, as the school flower of our school back then-definitely the most beautiful of all the school flowers-how many people chased her at the beginning? Can't chase her hard, I didn't expect it to fall to you in the end Go in hand."

"You can't say that. Yuwen is also the school grass of that year. I think it should be a talented girl, a golden girl, a natural pair..."

"..."

A faint Qin Qing stunned when she heard from the periphery, and then a little bit dumbfounded.

—

"Yu Wen" and "Ling Yu", the school grass and school flowers back then, seemed to have something to do with her and Wen Yufeng.

She still remembers that because she was teaching literary exercises in the reading room at the beginning, Wen Yufeng's phrase that she thinks about now is really absurd, "women and women are not getting married".

And Ling Yu...then it is even more deeply related, but not with her.

Qin Qing curled the corner of her lower lip.

…Ling Yu is still Wen Yufeng’s legendary "ex-girlfriend"?

It's just that she didn't expect that these two people would actually become a pair now.

"The most beautiful one?... Not necessarily."

When Qin Qing was in a trance, a sharper voice suddenly rang in a corner of the classroom, with some mockery in her tone.

The whole classroom was quiet for a moment.

Many people looked in the direction of the person who opened the mouth with the look of good show.

The look of the most beautiful person who praised Lingyu before changed slightly, and then he held up an ugly smile.

"Ah, it's Qi Lulu, you, I thought who would dare to say that.... At the beginning, you and Ling Yu did not have a big difference in voting for the school flower, but if you lose, you lose. And those things about Chen Zhizhi's rotten millet, There is no need to mention it again, right?"

Standing in the corner, Qi Lulu laughed sarcastically when she heard the words.

"I'm not talking about myself."

"Who else can it be?"

"..."

Qi Lulu raised her voice, her laughter became a little harsher—

"The person whom Ling Yu and I couldn't chase at the beginning, did you follow who was next to you-you all forgot?"

Qi Lulu's voice turned, her cold eyes pierced at a figure who entered the back door of the classroom—

"...Am I right, Qin Qing?"

"..."

As soon as this word came out, the whole classroom was silent for a moment.

In the next moment, following Qi Lulu's unkind gaze, Qin Qing felt that the eyes of the entire classroom fell on her.

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