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Song Yingying didn't notice Bai Ling's strangeness. She was not familiar with Bailing, and her impression of Bailing came from books.

In the book, Bai Ling was not an enthusiastic and cheerful person. At this moment, she nodded her head and left, and Song Yingying didn't feel cold. On the contrary, I felt that Bai Ling was indeed a good student with excellent academic performance, as written in the book.

Yesterday, Lin Zhixin came to find fault with Wen Yijia, so many students in the class watched, but not a single one said a word. As soon as Bailing arrives, she will take care of her! No wonder Wen Yijia likes her. Who wouldn't like such a beautiful and loyal classmate?

It was Song Yingying, if one day she became a fat man, the classmates around her would not accept her, and some people would bully her. At this time, there was a handsome and well-educated handsome guy who stood up for her, and she would definitely give up on him. !

Of course, the degree of giving up depends on how handsome the handsome guy is.

With a smile, she put a bag of breakfast on Wen Yijia's table: "Your nutritious meal is here."

Wen Yijia glanced down and saw that there was soy milk, steamed buns, and pies. Lin Zhixin is generous, he bought all the meat and vegetarian food, and a heavy bag, enough for two people.

"He should have bought it for two." Wen Yijia looked up at Song Yingying, "Do you want to eat together?"

Song Yingying had an early reading class and was a little hungry, so she planned to trick him into ordering something to eat. Seeing him taking such initiative, I was very happy: "Yes!"

He reached out and grabbed a bun in his hand.

Seeing that she was being rude, Wen Yijia was also a little happy when she grabbed the buns and ate them. The new tablemate is very simple, and it is very easy to get along with her, which makes people feel comfortable.

Picked up the soy milk, handed it to her and said, "Go ahead."

"No." Song Yingying shook her head, "Drink it yourself. You bleed so much yesterday, you just need to make up for it."

Wen Yijia pursed her lips and said, "I heard it from the biology teacher, I want to train you."

Drink soy milk to nourish blood? Never heard of it.

Song Yingying was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head and glanced at him: "I heard it from the language teacher, and I will train you too."

Wen Yijia just took a piece of cake in his hand. Hearing this, he looked over in surprise: "Why?"

"I didn't really ask you to replenish your blood." Song Yingying swallowed her buns and looked at him speechlessly, "I just don't want to drink soy milk."

Wen Yijia lowered her eyes, said nothing, lowered her head and ate the cake.

It was only later that Song Yingying found out that his Chinese grades were not good. Comprehension score is a miserable, and the composition is not very well written.

Of course, that came later. Now Song Yingying only knew that he was really smart. Even if he took half a year off from school, he could keep up with the progress of each subject, and he could understand everything the teacher said on stage.

Song Yingying didn't always understand it. Especially in physics, those little sliders, slopes, etc., she was always helpless. Occasionally, she would secretly do physics problems in Chinese class. Wen Yijia saw her and gave her a lecture after class.

"I used to want to help you." Song Yingying was told by him again, and she said embarrassedly, "How can I say it?"

Wen Yijia smiled gently: "I still want to thank you for your kindness."

"You're really amazing!" Song Yingying planned to hug this tablemate's thigh for the next six months, and praised him desperately, "Excellent! Super smart! Super enthusiastic! Super loving! Your wife is so kind! !"

Wen Yijia was embarrassed by her praise: "The teacher is coming soon, take out the book quickly."

Song Yingying gave him another thumbs up before turning her head to take down the textbook for the class.

Wen Yijia glanced at her, then looked back. Although he stretched out his fingers to draw the textbook, his eyes drooped down, looking at his chubby body.

He stood in front of the mirror for a long time before going out this morning.

In the mirror, the boy's bloated body and ordinary face can no longer be seen.

He once thought that although he has changed a bit, he has not changed. Although the attitude of the classmates towards him will change a little, it will not change too much.

Then Lin Zhixin appeared.

He once thought that the world was like this, and that children were as indifferent as adults and would not lend a helping hand easily.

Then Song Yingying stood up.

Since the accident happened at home, since he became sick and fat, his world has undergone tremendous changes. If he's smarter, he shouldn't expect to be treated the same way. But Song Yingying took the initiative to be at the same table with him, which made him unable to bear a trace of expectation in his heart.

Maybe she will treat him as usual?

And now, his expectations have come true. She looked at him without regret, ridicule, or pity. She looked like an ordinary fat man. Even, he will joke about him, and he is not afraid to touch him.

Wen Yijia was very happy, and her heart was filled with lightness.

He had received a lot of kindness and flattery before, but none of this moment made him feel cherished.

He owns a very precious thing. After he has lost a lot, he is still entitled to something precious.

And this is something that ordinary people can't notice. They don't have his experience, and they don't know how valuable it is when a person doesn't care about their appearance and family background, and treats them normally.

The precious classmate Song Yingying, the precious ordinary heart.

What happened to Lin Zhixin made the students in Senior Nineteen feel very embarrassed. The classmates were bullied, and none of them dared to stand up. If no one stood up at the end, it would be fine, but someone did.

Still a girl.

It seems that they are very cowardly and have no collective sense of honor. Therefore, began to take care of Wen Yijia in various ways.

"Wen Yijia, you don't need to be on duty anymore, you can go home."

"Wen Yijia, I drew water for you."

"Let's go down to buy something to eat, do you want to bring it?"

Wen Yijia said thank you every time. Gradually, everyone felt that he was still the humble and graceful Wen Yijia he used to be, and he was just as good at studying. The only difference is that he changed from handsome to fat.

Although it is very regrettable, but gradually, his attitude began to approach the past.

Only Bai Ling's tablemate said, "Wen Yijia doesn't smile anymore. When he used to say thank you to people, he always smiled."

"You know him very well?" Bai Ling asked in surprise.

The same table shook his head: "I don't know."

Bai Ling smiled and said, "Really unfamiliar? Unfamiliar, you know people's habits so well?"

The tablemate lowered his head, muttered something, and then said, "Did you notice? It's really nice that Wen Yijia is at the same table with him. Although he doesn't laugh at us, he talks and laughs at the same table with him. Even Handing over the book, everyone is smiling."

Bai Ling looked at Wen Yijia and Song Yingying at the back of the classroom, and saw that the two of them didn't seem to be talking or laughing, but seemed to be lecturing on a topic, but they were getting closer. But with Wen Yijia's body type, as his deskmate, he couldn't keep away from him.

She looked back, looked at her tablemate, and said suspiciously, "Are you really not familiar with him?"

This kind of attitude doesn't look like the attitude of ordinary classmates.

The same table pouted, don't turn to read the book: "Unfamiliar!"

Bai Ling frowned and said nothing.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for gym class.

The habit of physical education teachers is to let everyone run around the playground twice before the activity starts.

One lap is 400 meters, and two laps is 800 meters. Young children are not afraid of running, but they are too lazy to run, but with the physical education teacher watching, they can’t do it if they don’t run. He ran wildly around the playground.

After running around for a while, the main force found a bloated figure in front of him, moving slowly.

"Wen Yijia, can you do it?" a boy shouted in a loud voice.

They all ran a circle, and Wen Yijia only ran more than 100 meters.

Seeing him running so hard, some of the classmates were funny and sympathetic, and they all told him not to run. Others should tell the physical education teacher not to let him run away.

"I'm fine." Wen Yijia ran with sweat all over his face, and leaned to the side, "You guys run first, don't worry about me."

So everyone ran past him like the wind. The team that was originally procrastinating suddenly increased its speed, as if showing their healthy and vigorous body.

Song Yingying was a few steps behind, jogging and waiting for Wen Yijia to catch up, and then asked him, "Can you do it? You're sweating, if you really can't run, don't run."

At that pace, he couldn't run much faster than walking. Song Yingying added, "Would you like to walk two laps, the teacher won't say anything."

In Wen Yijia's situation, the PE teacher has no grudge against him, so how could he force him to run?

"It's alright." Wen Yijia waved to her. He was panting badly when he ran. He struggled to speak a word.

Song Yingying glanced at him and said, "Then I really ran away?"

Wen Yijia didn't speak this time, just nodded reluctantly.

Song Yingying saw this and ran forward. She was in good health, and with a sprint, it didn't take long for her to catch up with the large group.

Wen Yijia looked at her windy back, and couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Once, he also ran so fast.

He ran hummingly. His body was very heavy, and every step he took brought a heavy burden to him. The doctor did not recommend him to do such strenuous exercise. He had better explain the situation to the physical education teacher. For the next three years, he will not participate in such activities.

But he didn't want to, he was already special, he didn't want to be more special.

He's just fatter, he's still the same Wen Yijia. What he could do before, he can do now.

He hasn't run a lap yet, and the classmates in the class have already run two laps. The physical education teacher asked everyone to move first, and then went to ask Wen Yijia: "Classmate, can you still persevere? If you can't, forget it."

Wen Yijia shook his head. He was struggling to speak now. After a while, he said, "I can, thank you teacher." He ran forward again.

Seeing that he insisted so much, the PE teacher didn't say anything, and let everyone move in place until Wen Yijia finished running.

Song Yingying clenched her fists at Wen Yijia and shouted loudly, "Wen Yijia, come on!"

Other students also shouted at him: "Come on!"

Bai Ling frowned and ran up to Wen Yijia's side: "Are you really going to persevere?"

Wen Yijia was speechless, just nodded lightly.

"I'll accompany you to run." After Bai Ling finished speaking, she followed him and ran slowly.

The author has something to say: Yingying (⊙v⊙): Bailing is really a good student!

Bai Ling╭(╯^╰)╮: Call me a responsible monitor!

Wen Yijia T^T: I just want to run 800 meters alone.