The Monster I Was Redeemed

It was raining heavily, and even with Ai Liang's coat, the shirt inside was soaked through.

Yue Qihua opened the zipper and took out the novel in her arms, and Ai Liang inadvertently glanced at a touch of pink.

Perhaps it was the cover above that absorbed all the water infiltrating the jacket into the upper part of the shirt, and the novel on the abdomen was just a little damp on the surface and not completely wet.

Are girls growing so fast now... Ai Liang murmured in her heart.

Then forcibly look away.

When the soul returns to the body, it is naturally impossible to face everything as before.

pat.

Yue Qihua took a picture of the novel with warmth and humidity into Ai Liang's arms and glared at him fiercely.

"I'll return the clothes to you tomorrow."

Yue Qihua turned her face away and said angrily.

After saying that, she pulled the zipper of the jacket all the way to the top. Ai Liang's eyes just stayed on a certain part of her body, which made her shy and angry, but she was also a little bit shy.

Ai Liang now is more like a "person" than when she first met.

In the past, he was a bull's nose who saw through the red dust. No matter what happened, his expression did not change, but now he began to take the initiative to care and care about the people around him.

As a friend, she is very happy that Ai Liang can have this change.

"The temperature is so high, isn't it hot to pull the zipper to the top?"

Ai Liang walked side by side with Yue Qihua on the stairs with the novel under her armpit, and glanced at her collar as she spoke.

Yue Qihua subconsciously hugged her hands, clenched her fists tightly and said, "I ask you knowingly..."

The voice of this sentence was inaudible.

Rao is that Ai Liang has amazing hearing ability to hear.

In such a situation, Ai Liang didn't dare to speak easily. No matter how euphemistic it was, it might eventually lead to Yue Qihua's anger and anger, and then they would provoke fists and feet, so it's best to keep your mouth shut now.

Girls in school days and women in society are almost completely two species and cannot be generalized.

In her last life, Ai Liang only knew how to study to death. From junior high school to university, she didn't talk much with girls of her age. After she entered the society, she could no longer be considered a girl when she met her.

Ai Liang deliberately walked to the front, and walking side by side would only embarrass the stronger Yue Qihua.

That's what he thought and did.

Ai Liang walked into the classroom first.

"Well, did you take a shower with your clothes on?" Ai Liang Ma Yu, whose hair was still dripping, exclaimed, "But the novel is not wet at all, as expected of you."

"It's raining a bit outside." Ai Liang put the novel on the table and took the napkin that Ma Yu handed over to wipe her hair.

Yang Xingyue could only regretfully put the paper back on the table.

About ten seconds later, Yue Qihua's figure appeared at the door of the classroom.

Seeing the soaked Yue Qihua, Yang Xingyue hurriedly took out a tissue to help her wipe the water droplets from her hair: "Huahua, I told you to take an umbrella and listen... Where did you get your coat?"

Rubbing and rubbing, Yang Xingyue suddenly remembered that they didn't seem to be wearing coats when they came to school today.

"Oh, that's my coat. I just met Sister Hua and lent it to her." Ai Liang said while wiping her hair.

Yang Xingyue understood in seconds.

But she didn't say anything more and just pouted to help Yue Qihua wipe her hair.

After a few people chatted for a while, the head teacher's figure appeared on the podium.

"Quietly, I know you're going to graduate soon and I'm very excited, but don't make trouble before you leave school. Your admit card is still in my hand."

The class teacher's unsalty words made the noisy class quiet in an instant.

Ai Liang and the class teachers like to play this set very much. They used to warn students that "I will fill in the comments on your graduation materials", "Don't leave a stain on yourself", "You will need me to send materials when you go to university in the future" and so on.

To be honest, Ai Liang doesn't really look down on such a teacher. He always likes to apply the adult's style to children, and he has the reputation of saying that when you enter the society in the future, you will understand that I am training you in advance.

Funny enough.

Junior high and high school are the age of learning, and you have to engage in social work ahead of time.

People will naturally be trained when they go to college. Do you need to do this? The purpose of this is nothing more than to establish authority to facilitate the management of the class, and the result is to destroy the only student era where everyone can leave good memories.

Fortunately, Yue Qihua became the squad leader. I'm afraid that if she changed her personality, she would not immediately become a ghost, and the three years of junior high school would be more completely destroyed.

The head teacher was very satisfied with his performance. He cleared his throat and said, "Tomorrow you will enter the examination room. This is the last class meeting I have for you..."

"Bring your ID card and admission ticket with you, don't lose it..."

"Don't wear any clothes or shoes with metal objects, or you will be detained at the entrance of the examination room and you will cry..."

"To cool down in the past two days, it is best to avoid food, do not eat spicy and cold food..."

"Classmates with poor skills and bad eyesight, hurry up and get a good pair of glasses while you have time tonight, don't do it too much and people won't embarrass you..."

The head teacher's voice echoed in the class, but few people were listening carefully, and everyone just wanted to get the admit card and get out of school.

After he finished reading the notes copied from the class next door, he took out a stack of admission tickets from the file bag.

After reading the precautions, he handed the admission ticket to Yue Qihua, then waved his hand and left a message that we will meet at six o'clock tomorrow morning.

After all, he strode out of the classroom without the slightest nostalgia.

As soon as Yue Qihua got the admission ticket, a group of people crowded the seats.

She divided the admit card into five stacks and handed it out to those who were usually more stable.

"Have you all got the admission ticket?" Yue Qihua shouted from the podium in place of the head teacher.

The students nodded.

After making sure that everyone got the admit card, Yue Qihua opened the classroom door and everyone went out.

"This bullshit head teacher doesn't care about anything at all. He wants me to come for the quasi-exam. If I lose it, it will still be counted on my head." The first thing Yue Qihua did after stepping down was to scold the head teacher.

When she was running for monitor in the first year of junior high, the class teacher forcibly assigned her this position in order to please Uncle Yue Qihua.

The result of being reluctantly for more than half a year is that the people in the class only serve her now, and in the end they can't change it if they want to.

"Well, those who can do more work." Ma Yu said with a smile when he caught Fang Xiaoxiao who was running over.

Several people walked downstairs in the classroom chatting and laughing, holding up umbrellas, except for Ai Liang.

"Ai Liang, didn't you check the weather forecast when you went out today?" Fang Xiaoxiao asked while hanging on Ma Yu's arm.

Ai Liang pointed to the umbrella on the outside of Fang Xiaoxiao's schoolbag and said, "Well, lend me your umbrella if you don't need it."

Wen Yan Fang Xiao subconsciously glanced at Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua's eyeballs and said, supporting her waist with one hand and saying, "If you ask for help, you must put the words of your request, or I will refuse."

After speaking, Fang Xiaoxiao winked playfully at the two of them.

Fang Xiaoyao's intentions can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, but Ai Liang chooses to play dumb.

"Miss Fang, please lend me your umbrella."

Ai Liang's abnormal performance made Fang Xiaoxiao unable to understand.

"Are you really Ai Liang?" Fang Xiaoxiao seemed to see the end of the world when she saw Ai Liang's smile.

A pair of 'Who the hell are you? What about the iron-faced paralysis who speaks coldly? ' expression.

Ai Liang unhurriedly took out the umbrella from the side pocket of Fang Xiaoxiao's schoolbag: "I have figured out some things recently, so I plan to change my image."

"Change your image? You've changed your character!" Fang Xiaoxiao said mercilessly.

Do you think I want to be a face paralyzed? That's my original character, isn't it?

These words can only be thought about in the heart, and it is absolutely impossible to say them.

Ai Liang opened his umbrella and walked into the rain screen. After walking for a while, he found that people around him were always looking at him strangely. The rate of turning back was as high as 100%, and some people even pointed at him.

Ai Liang didn't think much, until he noticed that the four people beside him were also looking at him from time to time, and they were still trying to hold back their smiles before realizing that something was wrong.

Following their gaze, Ai Liang raised her head, and the expression on her face froze.

A huge umbrella with a magical girl pattern and pink lace come into view.

Seeing Ai Liang walking to the school gate only to realize the problem with the umbrella, Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Your image has changed so cute!"

This smile was like a lead, which instantly ignited everyone's laughter, including Yang Xingyue, covering their mouths and laughing non-stop.

"Xiao, Xiaoai, the little umbrella has been lost. This is the souvenir I picked up when I went shopping with her a few days ago..." Ma Yu shivered while holding back his laughter.

Ai Liang, who is usually cold and cold, is wearing such a girly umbrella. This contrast is no less than that of Zhang Fei, who is five and three thick. Suddenly, a word of Ouni sauce came out of his mouth.

Ai Liang snatched Ma Yu's umbrella with black lines all over his forehead, and then shoved the girl's overwhelmed umbrella into his hand.

At this time, a car at the school gate rolled down the window and shouted at several people: "Xingyue, Qihua."

This familiar voice made Ai Liang's heart instantly chill.

Yang Xingguo was smiling and waving at several people.