The Only You / There is No One Like You [Requested]

6

During the two days of the monthly exam, it started to rain in Pingcheng, and the temperature dropped sharply. 

Ruan Mian forgot to close the window when he went to bed the night before. When she got up the next morning, she found that her throat was dry and sore.

Fang Ru Qing and Zhao Ying Wei went out early in the morning. 

She didn't find cold medicine at home, so she went back to her room and swallowed two lozenges before going to school.

The classroom of Class 1 has been arranged as an examination room. There are only thirty desks in the huge classroom, and the rest are all set up at the back of the classroom.

Ruan Mian found her desk, and not long after she sat down, Zhou Hai came in and said that the morning reading class was normal, and asked students without seats to squeeze in with those who had seats.

Meng Xing Lan immediately moved a stool and sat next to Ruan Mian.

There were already many people in the classroom at that time. Ruan Mian looked around and couldn't see Chen Yi, so she couldn't help but sigh.

Ever since Ruan Mian met Chen Yi at Li's Supermarket last Friday night, she had been complaining about herself all weekend, feeling that she had lost the courtesy she should have when facing him.

Not to mention the way Chen Yi looked at her at that time, which was sarcastic and cold, made Ruan Mian feel like it was stuck in her throat and she couldn't let it go for a long time.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh again.

Meng Xing Lan on the side took some time out of her fast-paced silent reading to pay her some attention: "What's wrong with you? You're sighing so early in the morning."

"nothing."

Ruan Mian scratched her cheek, "It's just that I'm not good at Chinese. I'm a little nervous about taking this test for the first time."

Meng Xing Lan laughed and comforted: "Don't be nervous, our Chinese teacher is very easy to talk to. Even if you fail the exam, he will only let you stand in the Chinese class for a week at most and won't do anything. Don't worry. "

Ruan Mian pursed her lips and hesitated: "..."

Meng Xing Lan was amused by her reaction. She lay on the table and laughed non-stop, "Oh, I can't help it anymore. Ruan Mian, why are you so cute?"

In this situation, even if it was the first time someone praised her for being cute, Ruan Mian couldn't help but laugh.

When she was helpless, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure at the door. She hurriedly sat upright and reminded: "Teacher Zhou is here."

Meng Xing Lan stopped laughing suddenly, picked up the book and started reading aloud.

It's quite pretending.

Zhou Hai walked around the classroom twice, then walked outside the corridor to chat with teachers from other classes. It was not until morning reading that he came in to mention a few things related to the exam.

Ruan Mian took this moment to look at the classroom again, and saw Chen Yi sitting in the middle of the crowd near the door.

He was not wearing a school uniform today. He was wearing a pure white hooded sweatshirt with a small string of unidentifiable black letters on the chest. The white color of his skin was already cold, but the clothes showed it, making it even colder.

Ruan Mian has never seen a boy fairer than him.

She looked away, and after Zhou Hai finished explaining the matter, there was a moment of commotion in the class.