Waiting For The Wind Warming Up To Kiss You

The first school season of Linshi No. 1 Middle School is held once a year.

"I heard no, it seems that it was changed from our military training. Oh my god, it's such a hot day, I actually want to go to a place where birds don’t **** for half a month. How should I live? bitter."

Yao Jing took Ma Xuanrui's arm, her arm bent and raised, the back of her hand was covered in front of her forehead to block the glare of sunlight. The two of them went to the National Flag Square to hold the meeting with the flow of people. They both wore the military uniforms they had just issued. The unpleasant smell of dry glue still lingered.

Ma Xuanrui shook her head, "I don't know... Let's see what we will say when the meeting is held."

Their junior high school is a school, because they have participated in dancing competitions together, they are familiar with each other. As soon as the semester started, I was at the same table in the same class, but I knew each other in the morning.

When I walked to the square halfway, the crowd was crushed, and the teams of each class had almost stood in sparsely.

But the problem is...

They all wore the same clothes, and there were no class badges or logos. Yao Jing and Ma Xuanrui panicked a little.

this...

How can I find my class?

Everyone is a new classmate who just met in the morning, they are not familiar with each other, and they are rather shy as girls. I didn't dare to glance at me, I always felt that there was a strange boy next to him looking at him.

I'm afraid that the line of sight will bump into it so embarrassingly.

"How about... let's go to the front of the team to find it?" Yao Jing bit her lip and suggested, "There is no other way. It seems that the number of each class is written on the front floor of each class."

Ma Xuanrui became embarrassed. Although I feel that it is embarrassing and embarrassing for the public to find a class like this, there is no way now.

There was a urging voice from the dean of teaching on the radio, "——The students who are coming late move quickly, and the mobilization meeting will begin immediately! Stand in your class quickly, don't dawdle, and all run."

"Let's go." Yao Jing was cruel, stretched out her hand and straightened her hair.

Ma Xuanrui lowered her head and followed Yao Jing. Yao Jing was more generous, led the way, and kept whispering to borrow. She just walked with her head down and her shoulders shrunk to minimize her sense of existence.

"It should be there! I know that boy from our class." Yao Jing's tone suddenly became excited, and her pace quickened.

There was not enough time, and there was another urging sound on the radio, so they both ran up and carefully shuttled through the crowd.

Ma Xuanrui was pulled by her wrist, staggered a little, and followed Yao Jing, not very clear.

"It's here, it's almost here!" Yao Jing's voice came from the front.

Suddenly she was inattentive, and she stumbled somehow, Ma Xuanrui couldn't stabilize herself and rushed forward. As soon as there was a scream in his throat, his arm was pulled by a force.

Someone quickly supported her with eyesight and hands.

The body shape can be stabilized.

Yao Jing was also taken aback and turned around to check the situation.

Feeling a lot of sights gathered around to watch the excitement, Ma Xuanrui looked like a man on her back. She breathed out slowly, and the boy who was holding her arm quickly let go.

There was a voice above his head, "It's okay."

Very gentle, it is a young voice, a bit heavy and dumb.

Ma Xuanrui was determined, and then she dared to raise her head.

The sun was blazing, and the boy in front of him was as white as enamel, and his face was thin and handsome. A pair of eyes under his thin eyelids looked at her, his eyes gentle and quiet.

As if painted in an old painting, there is a gentle breeze in the spring, and it is very plain.

Her heart was pounding, bounced away like being burned, and she took two steps back. Feeling that my mind has never been so free before, my legs are slightly soft, and I dare not look at him, slightly lowering his head and saying, "I...I'm fine, thank you."

The girl's face was blushing, her teeth bit her lower lip, and she was a bit sweet and astringent at this age.

"Um."

Xu Xingchun scanned her quietly, nodded, and did not continue to answer. There was even no extra expression on his face.

-

After returning to the team, Ma Xuanrui stood in the front row, who was relatively petite and stood in line according to her height. She stared at the ground in front of her feet earnestly. As long as you lift your eyes slightly, you can see the person standing at the forefront of the line.

The silhouette is evenly slender.

He should be the squad leader, or is he a sports committee member?

Really tall, slightly thin, but the size of the military uniform is just right, and it doesn't look vain at all.

Standing at the forefront of the team with a sense of measure, he remained silent. It's not as noisy as people of the same age, and it's isolated from the excitement next to it. Such as bamboo Xiuyi.

Ma Xuanrui lost her mind for a while, then let out a sigh of relief. What I thought was that her forehead just now seemed to touch that boy's shoulder...

Just touched it.

He also smelled a faint smell on his body, very clean, like ink that was accidentally knocked over.

She stood dazedly, feeling nervous for a while, and rehearsed the scene of her fall in her mind many, many times.

Thinking back and forth about the moment when I looked at him again and again.

His hands were slightly cold. The strength to hold her arm was a bit strong, and she firmly stabilized her body that was about to fall.

Although Ma Xuanrui can't say how attractive she is, she is at least as good as a beautiful woman, and she belongs to the upper middle class among ordinary people. Coupled with the excellent grades and gentle personality since childhood, it turns out that there are many crushes in the class. So she is fairly confident about her own conditions.

Thinking of his focused and gentle gaze just now, she couldn't help but throb a little.

While God was walking, there was another noise in front of him.

"Class 9 people, what are you doing, what are you doing?! I don’t know how to hurry up when I’m late! Take a leisurely walk in the park?! Run! Run!"

A large group of people came in mighty, very leisurely manner, the kind that can walk the birds with a cage in their hands. Anyway, he ignored the frustrated reprimand of the dean. There are males and females in that group, but they have obvious dandy temperaments.

One by one, it was only a matter of writing the words "no learning and no skill" on the forehead.

"Class 9 is here? Damn, after searching for a long time, I died in the sun." A clear and crisp female voice.

Another sentence came out, "What do you look at, treat us as monkeys?!"

The chirping girls in Class 9 stopped talking for a while, Ma Xuanrui and others' eyes all fell on Fu Xueli without blinking.

She has a faintly leading posture among the crowd. All the hair was combed up, tied into a high ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead, a pair of natural eyebrows, small and delicate facial features.

The military training jacket is so casually opened, there is only a white sling inside, and the waist is slender and slender. A large area of ​​skin on the chest looks like a tender lotus root that has just been peeled, and the dazzling white tenderness can pierce the eyes.

This kind of beauty makes people very unreliable.

Ma Xuanrui didn't know how to describe it. She has never seen a girl who is so beautiful, charming, willful, or even aggressive. As if there was a certain premonition in his heart, he turned his head to look at Xu Xingchun in front of him.

He stared at Fu Xueli for a few seconds.

In Ma Xuanrui's eyes, she vaguely felt lost.

-

The student representative spoke, and it was not surprising that Xu Xingchun went on.

There are a bunch of boys in the back of Class 9 who like to take advantage of the momentum to make noise. Seeing the grade representatives in their class, they immediately clapped enthusiastically and kept applauding, and some were still whistling wildly. Such a showy appearance, as if the glory belongs to oneself, made the students in the next few classes look at him.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xu Xingchun and I come from the ninth class of high school. I am honored to stand here as a representative of the new students."

He lowered his eyes, his expression calm and peaceful. The voice is neither arrogant nor impetuous, just like a breeze blowing in a calm forest.

Applause came from the flag square.

Some classes below exploded.

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah, our new student means you know who it is and why is it so handsome?"

"Xu Xingchun? Yeah, we are a junior high school student and the number one in the city."

One person curiously asked, "The city is number one?! It’s him. I’ve heard of it before, but why do you come to a private school with such good grades? Is there any gossip or gossip? Let’s listen and hurry up. My friend, the girl I like."

"Nympho, I don’t know. He is from our next class." There was a shining brilliance in the eyes of the girl who spoke, and her tone became different. "If the others don’t know, they know that he is very smart. Participate. Competitions often win prizes, and the results are super good. I heard that his temper is also very good. I don't know who he likes, but I know that many girls at school have a crush on him."