Little Love Song

The white light was shining from above the table and was blocked by the table board. Shao Bohan's face was hidden in the shadow, and Ning Er could not see his expression at all when he bent down, but he clearly found out: "... how did you come to me?"

What feels weird ...

Ning Er shrank his legs back unconsciously.

Shao Bohan knelt down on one knee with a fountain pen in one hand. The whole person crossed over half of the table and reached Ning Er's side.

His eyes were almost sticking to his legs, and this pen would still be able to cross such a large table, and he was rather puzzled. Shao Bohan really leaned too close to him. He couldn't help but pull the chair behind, let the light shine, and barely saw Shao Bohan's face.

Shao Bohan froze, and when he saw that he didn't answer, he whispered again, "What happened to you?"

When he was talking, he was still moving his chair and moving his legs. This movement just moved the shorts up a few centimeters, and the loose trouser tube almost saw things that should not be seen.

Shao Bohan's eyes widened, and he exhausted all his energy to remove his eyes from there. When he stood up, he looked a little bit reluctant. After sitting back on the stool, he couldn't help looking down, as if his eyes were see-through eyes, and he could see the puppet hiding under the table.

After a while, Shao Bohan was serious: "I picked up a pen, what's wrong?"

Ning Er was a little embarrassed by his so straightforward tone. He said bluntly, "Why did you pick up your pen?"

Shao Bohan did not change his face: "It fell to you."

Hearing the sound of the pen falling to the ground, Ning Er didn't feel it fell so far. He said, "You can let me pick it for you, if you come near me." Why kneel on one knee and put your face on his On the legs, this is really ... I'm so embarrassed!

Ning Er felt a little hot on his face.

Just now he didn't expect that he bent down and took a look, but what he saw was the appearance of Shao Bohan at his leg. Today, he is not wearing these pants. Shao Bohan can reach him even ten centimeters forward ... and can touch his legs!

Ning'er: "You should tell me, let me pick it for you, it's so inconvenient for you ..."

After all, he was still young, and even though Shao Bohan's face was thicker than his peers, he felt a little shame and a bit of regret when he faced the indiscriminate behavior of the client.

If Xiao Er finds out a little bit later, he might see more ...

"Shao Bohan?"

Shao Bohan instantly recovered from the beautiful imagination. He hid his unconscious mind and said seriously, "I don't want to trouble you."

Ning Er never expected that he would say, "Ah?"

Shao Bohan nodded: "How hard you study, I'm bothering you to pick up a pen, how embarrassed?"

Ning Er was speechless at all.

Shao Bohan still has little trouble for him?

Obviously just copied his English homework, what happened? Foreign language politics and history are born! Shao Bohan copied it all!

But Ning Er looked up and looked at Shao Bohan's expression of righteousness, and hesitated.

Is he really thinking too much?

Shao Bohan just came here just to simply pick up the pen, no other ... other strange intentions?

Ning Er was ashamed of his unhealthy thoughts. He bowed his head and stopped talking, focusing on playing up the fun.

Shao Bohan suddenly relaxed, and glanced down again. After a few minutes, he quietly began to continue writing.

Ten minutes passed.

Slap!

Ning Er looked up staggeringly, Shao Bohan's face was full of face: "The feeling of turning the pen today is not good, and it has dropped again." Then, he stooped to pick up the pen again.

This time, Shao Bohan slammed Huang Long and took the pen to Ning Er's side. However, as soon as he was close to a few centimeters, he raised his eyes and leaned over Shang Ning Er to look at his sight.

Ning Er: "..."

Shao Bohan: "..."

Ning Er looked at the pen that Shao Bohan had already picked up, and noticed something wrong: "Pen ... Is the pen dropped here again?"

Shao Bohan was almost drooling. He coughed hard, curled up under the table, his tone of integrity was: "This time, I accidentally missed the balance and crooked."

Ning Er: "..."

Why does Shao Bohan always come to him!

This answer would rather never be answered.

The next day, all the students went to the school to report their tuition fees. Shao Bohan never had any reason to come to his home to do his homework.

Early in the morning, Ning Dad sent Ning Er to school and paid him tuition. Ning Er and Ning Dad went to the school bulletin board together to see the class list. The two people skipped the ordinary class and looked back from the twelfth class.

Among the forty-six students in the twelfth class, there was no Ning Er's name.

They looked back and saw thirteen classes ...

The second name is Ning Er!

After entering the intensive class, there is even more hope of going to TOP University. Dad Ning happily patted his son's shoulder: "It's great. Let your mother cook a few good dishes tonight and give you a good celebration. Huh? Little ears, looking at what?"

Ning Er's gaze was tightly fixed at the top of the thirteenth class, and his lips tightened.

Father Ning looked in his eyes and said, "Oh, isn't this Xiaohan? It's great that he works with you. Tonight, ask Xiaohan and his grandma to come to our house for dinner, you two It was so good to have done the final exam last time, and now I am assigned to another class, which is great. "

Ning Er's head was dizzy, and he nodded vaguely.

After Dad Ning drove the battery car to take him home, he suddenly realized that he was going to work with Shao Bohan!

With Shao Bohan ...

Ning Er raised his corners of his mouth and couldn't hide the happiness in his heart.

At the same time, in front of the public display of Yanzhong, a tall and handsome boy was wearing a white T-shirt with his hands in his pockets, and looked down at the list of students in class two (thirteen). His eyes lingered on the top two names for a long time, and a faint smile appeared on Leng's face, making him more handsome and pressing.

Jiang Chen came over: "Shao Bohan, you really entered the intensive class ... Ah, Xiao Er is in a class with you. It is a coincidence that you can be together again."

Shao Bohan was very satisfied with the phrase "together." Although he was not familiar with Jiang Chen, he was so enthusiastic and so talkative. He was also willing to say a few words to Jiang Chen. I saw that he pulled his hand out of his pocket, pointed to the top of the list, and drew a circle on his and Ning Er's name.

"Look, Ning Er's name." There was a hint of pride in his tone.

Jiang Chen nodded: "This list of placements is based on the results of the last semester exam. You are first in grade and Ninger is fourth. Classes two and three are in class twelve. Together. "

Shao Bohan was so disgusted that he couldn't catch the point: "I'm on the little ear, I'm on top of him."

Jiang Chen: "Yes, you have a higher test than him, of course, he is above him."

Shao Bohan was patient, and said again: "You see, my name is on Ning'er."

Jiang Chen suddenly understood Shao Boyhan's intention: "... I know your grades are better than Ning Er, okay." Isn't it just to make people praise your grades, it is necessary.

Shao Bohan: "..."

What he wants is not this at all! !! !!

In the evening Shao Bohan and Grandma Shao accepted the invitation and went to Ning'er's house for dinner together.

The three adults chatted happily, and Shao Bohan and Ning Er sat aside. After taking a bite of food, Shao Bohan took out his mobile phone and opened the album: "Look."

Ning Er heard the words and looked down: "You still filmed this?"

Shao Bohan pointed to the name of two people snuggling together. This time he learned a bit smarter, and when he spoke, it was more suggestive: "Our names are close together."

Ning Er directly lowered his head, his voice was dull: "I know you did better than me last semester, but I will continue to cheer for this semester."

Shao Bohan: "..."

He didn't make a nomination at all this time, why did Xiao Er still want to crook! !! !!

After the night passed, Ning Er worked harder and worked harder to make more information every day. He wanted to surpass Shao Bohan for the first month of school.

Shao Bai spent three very hard days. Whenever she wanted to go to the opposite door to talk to Ning Er, Ms. Ning laughed and said, "My little ear is doing exercises. Xiaohan, do you want to do the exercises?

It was difficult for Shao Bohan to enter Ning's door, and Ning Er ignored it and devoted himself to making information.

Three days later, Yan Zhong started school.

There are eight classes a day. The timing of each class is different. Some classes have early classes, and some classes have the first class only.

The seats were not allocated yet, and the students took a seat casually. Of course, Ning Er and Shao Bohan sat together for the entire thirteen classes. In addition to them, eight students joined temporarily. Other students were classmates when they were in freshman year.

The students in the 13th class did not expect that the class teacher did not hold a class meeting when they were studying early.

Reading early in the class, Shao Bohan was called out by the four big kings of the previous six classes and made an appointment to play on the weekend. At this moment, he saw that the next 12 shifts began to adjust their seats. He followed by a student: "How are your seats arranged?"

The transfer student who suddenly transferred from high school to high school, the MVP of the basketball league, the first grade in the final exam.

Shao Bohan became popular in Yanzhong, and the twelfth class student recognized who he was at a glance. He replied, "Our class is basically ranked according to grades. This has always been the case in intensive classes, and it was also the same in high school.

Shao Bohan's eyes lit up: "That is to say, the first place usually sits with the second place?"

The student nodded.

In the first class, the head teacher of class 13 entered the classroom.

Shao Bohan calmly lowered his head to play the mobile phone quietly, but Ning Er was a little nervous.

Ning Er found that Shao Bohan didn't seem worried at all, but played the game very calmly. A little lost in his heart, he whispered, "Aren't you curious about lining up?"

Shao Bohan braced his chin and leaned his face over, "Want to sit with me?"

The author has something to say: Shao Bohan: When I do n’t want to just look at it, when can I pace with Xiao Er again, let me get started and touch it once [faceless]

Ning Er: You ... you shameless! !! !!