Female Protagonist and Second Male Lead HE

Xin Xiaolu Junior High School, Xin Yanlai has gone to high school. The high school and the junior high school are relatively close, the teaching building is opposite, and the teacher office building is in the middle of the two buildings, which overlaps.

Over the past two years, Xin Xiaolu has become familiar with the life of primary school students. Mr. Xin is okay with her, and there is no shortage of pocket money. Ms. He Rumeng is indifferent to her and doesn't talk to her. There is no other problem. As for Xin Yuan, this kid is a little bit awkward to her. She stayed alone and never stayed with her.

In Xin Yuan's words, "Xin Xiaolu is weird. Sitting with her, she gets hairy behind her back. She watches too many ghost movies and people are like ghosts."

I have to say that this kid still feels very keen. But after Xin Yan came to hear this, Xin Yuan suffered for a while.

Xin Yan came to this cheap brother. He really took care of Xin Xiaolu the most in the past two years. It should be said that he has taken special care of his younger brothers and sisters. He is much more competent than Mr. Xin and Ms. He, and because of Xin Xiaolu’s "quiet and introverted", he is right Xin Xiaolu was a little more careful. The stew was delivered for two years. The classmates in Xin Xiaolu’s class were familiar with him. The other grades also knew that there was a girl in the elementary school that must not be bullied, or she would be taken to the office by the famous schoolmaster in the school. .

This has directly led to Xin Xiaolu's life without any disturbances in the past two years. His daily life is to go to school and do his homework. The only place where previous experience can be used is when he gathers people to tell ghost stories in class.

As we all know, students are one of the most enthusiastic groups in the world. They are always particularly interested in things like ghosts. Maybe it is because the study life is too boring. There are always some people who want to take the initiative to find some excitement. So whenever you study at night, various ghost stories are always especially popular.

Xin Xiaolu, the famous ghost story king in their class, is recognized as the person who tells ghost stories with the most atmosphere and feeling. His most impressive record was to scare all the female students and more than half of the male students in the class. That night, in the class All the classmates went to the bathroom with at least four people, and no one dared to be alone.

Later, the reputation became more and more popular, and even the next-door class came to listen to the story admiringly, each of them softened their feet to listen to, and ran back the next day, fully demonstrating what it means to be more afraid of listening.

When I first started junior high school, there was not much fluctuation in the class personnel, most of them were still from the original class, because when school just started, there was no teacher in the evening self-study, and a group of people were allowed to study by themselves, but this group of children was when they were very playful. , Just after the holiday, how could you study so obediently, when the teacher left, a group of students would consider doing something exciting.

"Tell a ghost story!" After a classmate said so, everyone subconsciously looked at Xin Xiaolu sitting in the corner.

A new classmate who didn't know why was inexplicable, and asked his deskmate: "What's the matter, what is she doing for ghost stories?"

Her deskmates are very concerned: "You used to be in Class 5, and I don't know how good our Ban Xin Xiaolu tells ghost stories."

"Today, let you see it."

At dusk in September, a large cloud of fire burned across the sky. Although the sun had set, there were still red clouds covering half of the sky. The students who wanted the atmosphere turned off the lights and the door of the classroom. The originally bright room was suddenly dimmed, and only the three large windows on the left cast red light on the side faces of a group of students.

Outside the junior high school teaching building is a small forest. At this time, the verdant and vigorous trees have become a group of dark shadows, crowded outside the window, swinging with the wind.

Xin Xiaolu told them stories in an erratic voice. Today, she happened to feel a little boring. She wanted to see the expressions of these little children who were so scared that they wanted to cry and had to resist, so she chose a campus ghost story.

She is the best at this, and what she talks about is all true. The details are terrifying, and the sense of reality is super substituting. A group of bear children can't help but tremble as they listen, and they get courageous together.

The light outside is getting dim, the classroom is getting darker, the windows are not closed, and the cool breeze blowing in makes these scared and sweaty children feel cold behind them.

Xin Xiaolu said in a faint tone, "...She and her friends hid in a classroom and stopped the sound of footsteps outside the door.'It's okay for the time being.' She fell on the ground with soft legs and wanted to rest. But she found that the classmates who fled here with her did not move. They stood upright next to her and surrounded her. The girl finally felt that something was wrong. She slowly raised her head and saw the faces of her classmates. They were all expressionless. Looking at her, those familiar faces were like strangers reflected in the mirror in the dark. She suddenly realized that the person who followed her from that place didn't seem to be her classmates, and she was the only one here.' people'……"

The children who were next to other classmates had retreated subconsciously and were afraid to get too close to others. At this time, many timid children looked at the faces of the classmates next to them, not knowing whether it was due to psychological reasons, and seemed strange. Yes, like the expressionless mirror person in Xin Xiaolu's story.

Xin Xiaolu talked for a while, and just said: "At this moment, the door was knocked suddenly, dong dong dong..."

The door of their classroom was also knocked a few times suddenly, and the same banging sound almost pressed the tail sound of Xin Xiaolu.

"Ah—" the classmates couldn't hold back, screaming collectively.

The door was pushed open, and someone slapped the light and turned on the light. The eyes behind the glasses looked at a group of panicked children: "What are you arguing about, why don't you turn on the lights in the evening self-study classroom?"

Under the bright light, the cold young man's arm is pinned with a red armband representing the senior disciplinary committee member, and he is holding a class score sheet in his hand. The whole person is full of a sense of oppression of a superior neighbor's inspection.

"Oops, the Commissioner for Discipline Inspection and deduction of class points!" The fear of ghost stories in almost all children's hearts instantly turned into a fear of being deducted points. They hurriedly returned to their original positions, not daring to say anything, and grabbed the book. With his face buried in it, all of the class could only hear the sound of the seat being dragged.

Xin Xiaolu: "..." Tsk, the story is not finished yet.

Xin Yan took a pen to write a few times in the notebook, closed the cap, walked to Xin Xiaolu, looked at her empty desktop, and whispered, "I will have a basic exam in two days, don't you want to review it?"

Xin Xiaolu doesn't like to learn. She has been in school for so many years, but she is familiar with it. Junior high school knowledge is not difficult for her. If no one cares, she doesn't want to do homework. However, her brother Yanlai stared at her, she could only finish the homework seriously, and take the exam seriously, trying to prevent him from assigning extracurricular homework.

She persuaded him, but also afraid of him.

Xin Xiaolu slowly took out the book, "I have a headache, I don't want to read."

Xin Yan came: "Have a headache again? Didn't you fall asleep again last night?"

Xin Xiaolu grumbled.

Xin Yan looked at the time wall clock on the wall, "You can't do this, come." He took his sister away openly, ignoring the wide-open eyes of the entire class.

Xin Yan came and sent Xin Xiaolu to the school infirmary. "You might not sleep well when you go home. You can lie down here and rest for a while. I will call you when school is over. I will check your attendance. Go to the teacher’s building. I will ask your teacher for leave. You can rest here to sleep."

It's not the first time that Xin Yanlai has done this kind of thing. Xin Xiaolu is also used to this kind of laziness. She does have a headache, thinking of homework and exams, it is better to be a ghost, at least to be a ghost without exams or sleep. Damn, how good a ghost.

She lay on the bed and squinted for a while. It didn't take long to hear footsteps outside. Xin Yan came back. He didn't have the scoring table in his hand. It was estimated that he had finished patrolling the lower grades. Instead of taking the score sheet, he was holding milk.

"The milk bought in the small shop is heated in the microwave oven of the teachers. You can drink it before you rest."

In his heart, Xin Xiaolu called Xin Yanlai Milky Brother, because he fed her milk at every turn, which made her think of milk when she saw his face.

"I'm back to class, what should I tell the school doctor aunt outside, you know?"

"I see, brother." Xin Xiaolu's mouth was soft, just like Xin Yuan had to call her sister under pressure, and she had to call Xin Yanlai under pressure.

The grim boy's eyes lit up slightly when her brother shouted, and he smiled briefly, a shy smile of a few years. He looked like a mature brother when he was teaching people with a cold face. At this time, he showed the cuteness that fits his age.

"Take a good rest, you know?"

Xin Yan came and left, and Xin Xiaolu really lay there asleep for a while. Human sleep is truly luxurious, and good sleep is a gift from God. If it were not for her young age and the quality of her sleep, Xin Xiaolu felt that she might really lose her hair early.

Next night, Xin Yan came to pick up Xin Xiaolu for self-study. Because Xin Xiaolu was not awake, he was still waiting next to him for a while.

Xin Yuan also had to go to evening self-study, but his evening self-study in the elementary school was an hour earlier than the middle and high school, and he had already gone home. Xin Yan waited until Xin Xiaolu woke up naturally, and gave her a pack of wet wipes to wipe her face to wake up.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

Their community is not far from the school, and it takes only ten minutes to walk. They usually don't let the family driver pick them up.

When I walked out of the building, many classrooms were still lit. Xin Yan came to give his coat to Xin Xiaolu, "I just woke up, don't blow the air, put it on."

Because Little Brother Milk is so good, even if Xin Xiaolu didn't think he needed it, he still took it.

Two people walked towards the school gate, passing by the bulletin board in front, there was a red list posted when they enrolled, Xin Yanlai ranked first, and the commendation photo next to him, Xin Yanlai's picture was also very obvious, and it looked better than the others.

The boy's face looked a little childish under the street lamp, but the corners of her lips were serious, and she noticed that her eyes were slightly lowered and her long eyelashes were hanging down. Xin Xiaolu always wondered, would his eyelashes so long sweep the glasses?

When the two walked out of the school, there was a small stall outside with the smell of food. No stalls were allowed at the entrance of the school. These food stalls were all turned to the next street. When they walked over, they would smell the smell of various foods.

Xin Xiaolu's clothes, "Brother."

Xin Yan came: "Huh?"

Xin Xiaolu: "I'm hungry, I want to eat that." The reason why I called my brother so simply is because she forgot to bring the money today.

Xin Yan came to see the barbecue stall. He, the young master, never eats this kind of roadside barbecue. He hesitated and said: "Eat this at this time? If you are really hungry, I will take you to eat, OK?"

If Xin Yuan were here, he would yell that I don't want to eat the barbecue stall. Xin Yanlai would never agree, and would just forcibly take him away. But Xin Xiaolu is not stupid. She looked at the barbecue stall with longing eyes, her voice low and pitiful: "It smells good, I haven't eaten it... forget it."

Sure enough, Xin Yanlai couldn't bear to take her to the roadside barbecue stall, "Buy you some, and later go to the front store and eat it with porridge."

Milk brother eats soft or hard.