“Are you so discerning at such a young age? You’re not lying to me, are you?”
Feng Nanshu shook his head obediently: “I didn’t lie to you, I wanted to lift your hair and take a look when I met you.”
Jiang Qin pursed his lips and didn’t believe it at all: “You haven’t seen me a few times, have you? In your eyes, I should be just like other classmates, just a carrot and cabbage.”
“When I was sitting in front of you during the high school sophomore test, I forgot to bring my stationery bag. You gave me a pen, although you didn’t say anything.”
“Is this happening?”
“Yes, I didn’t have a pen to use in the first exam. I turned in a blank paper and only passed the eighth grade exam.”
“Eighth is not enough. Are you a bit Versailles?”
Feng Nanshu pursed her lips and said, “That was the only time I didn’t take the first place.”
Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the time when he was reforming He Manqi. At that time, Feng Nanshu specifically mentioned that he failed to take the first place in the exam. He thought that the little rich woman was being modest, but actually she wanted to see if he still remembered? A little cautious.
But Feng Nanshu probably didn’t know that his memory had actually been refreshed for more than ten years, and he really couldn’t remember anything like this.
“I feel like I wasted a lot of time.”
Jiang Qin put his hands in his pockets: “What do you think it would be like if we became good friends in high school?”
Feng Nanshu raised her little face and looked at him, blinking twice with watery eyes: “Then I’ve already played with your spare phone.”
“That’s not a toy!”
“Brother, Kangkang has a spare phone.”
It was impossible to check the spare phone, especially in broad daylight and it was very cold.
Jiang Qin pinched Feng Nanshu’s moist and cold face, stopped her cat-like curiosity, and turned her out of the door of the teaching building. If passers-by couldn’t tell the difference between friendship and love, they might think they were the same person. There’s a young couple.
Not long after, Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan also came down, along with Kong Sisi, Duan Yan and Shao Xianghao, who had gone to Jiang Qin’s house to have dinner that day. The seven of them followed the crowd and wandered around the snack street and billiards outside. halls and black Internet cafes.
Although it is a holiday, many shops in the snack street are still open, and everyone is preparing to make another round of money before the Chinese New Year.
Be it sauce-flavored pancakes, Korean cold noodles, pan-fried buns or hand pancakes, the hot pots are steaming under the pale winter day, and the aroma of the food can arouse appetite even more in the dry and cold season.
Feng Nanshu had never seen this before. Her high school life was always between home and school, so she was full of curiosity along the way and was confused by everything she looked at.
“Just now… Chu Siqi cried in the class, and no one in the class dared to speak.”
“?”
Guo Zihang took advantage of Feng Nanshu to stroll in front and whispered: “She was crying silently at first. Then when she saw you and Feng Nanshu taking pictures outside the window, she suddenly couldn’t hold it anymore. This is the first time I’ve seen her cry.”