Whispering To You

    There are ten girls who voted for the school candidates this time, and two of them are in five classes.

    One is Xiao Siran and the other is Cheng Yin.

    But no one knew about this vote. It wasn't until Dong Zheng and the others made such a fuss that the news spread in the school. As of now, a total of 100 people have voted. Cheng Yin topped the list with 23 votes, of which 16 votes were drawn by Dong Zheng, and 6 votes were cast by him and He Lizhi.

    But after a few days of fermentation, people gradually paid attention, and the vote began to change.

    Xiao Siran quickly caught up, and Cheng Yin's side continued to rise. In a few days, the competition was basically locked between Cheng Yin and Xiao Siran.

    Xie Ying asked her quietly when she was doing exercises between classes.

    "Do you know that poll?"

    Cheng Yin knew this.

    She was doing morning exercises lazily, her hands fluttering, and said, "I know, what's the matter?"

    Xie Ying squinted at Xiao Siran who was doing exercises seriously in front of her, and quietly took out her mobile phone and glanced at it.

     "Ah, it really surpassed, and now Xiao Siran is one vote higher than you."

    Not many people voted, and the gap is often only one or two votes.

    "Oh..." Cheng Yin nodded to show that he knew.

    "Are you not responding?" Xie Ying looked around, her eyes fixed on a few boys, "I'll ask them to vote for help later."

    It stands to reason that Xiao Siran is better than Cheng Yin.

    She consistently ranks in the top 20 of her age in exams, grade 10 in piano, gold medal in Latin dance, she looks very clean, and because of the finale performance of each campus art festival, she has a name and surname in the school. It is a typical "other people's child".

    But Xie Ying didn't like her because she didn't deal with Cheng Yin.

    "Forget it, they're all in the same class, so I'm embarrassed." Cheng Yin scratched his head, "It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal."

    But in fact, Cheng Yin even borrowed the mobile phone of the nanny aunt at home to vote.

    It would be great to be able to shoot a school celebration video! No class for at least a whole day!

    But there are only so many relatives and friends at home, Cheng Yin is embarrassed to canvass votes at school, after all, the other competitor is her classmate.

    "Forget it." Xie Ying put away her phone, "But I guess you can't compete with others."

    When she came home that night, Cheng Yin found a few good junior high school classmates to help vote, but she was too embarrassed to canvass the vote, so she fell asleep after seeing only two votes .

    When she woke up the next morning, she was overtaken by Xiao Siran again.

    So annoying.

    Cheng Yin arrived at the school, and saw Xiao Siran reading quietly in the front row, even more powerless.

    Forget it, let it go.

    She sat down in her seat, looked around, and saw a strange thing in Chen Ran's drawer.

    Cheng Yin looked around, but Chen Ran hadn't come yet.

    So she bent over and pulled the thing out a little.

    “…”

    It was a big box of chocolates.

    Chen Ran can't eat so much even a pig.

    There is also a pink post-it note on top of the box.

    "I hope you are happy every day!"

    I think he is very happy every day.

    Cheng Yin stuffed the chocolate back in frustration, lying on the table and looking out the window.

    I don't know that Chen Ran is coming to the classroom.

    He pulled out the stool and sat down, glancing at the back of Cheng Yin's head.

    Cheng Yin heard the sound, turned her head slowly, and looked at Chen Ran.

    "I'm hungry."

    Chen Ran lifted her eyelids and didn't look at her.

    Cheng Yin added: "I want to eat chocolate."

    Chen Ran looked out the window and said, "There are still ten minutes before class. It's too late for you to run to and from the grocery store."

    Cheng Yin did not speak, but looked at Chen Ran.

    After a while, Chen Ran slowly turned to look at her: "Don't you want me to buy it for you?"

    Cheng Yin blinked: "Can you?"

    Chen Ran: "What do you think?"

    Cheng Yin sighed and fell down again.

    It's lifeless, like a stuffed toy that has only been hollowed out of cotton.

    Chen Ran turned his head slightly and saw Cheng Yin's appearance.

    He touched the corner of his lips.

    It's not that I don't want to buy it for her.

    Mainly because he didn't bring any money.

    It's still a little bit colder and more face-saving.

    There are still a few minutes to go to class, the classroom is noisy, but everyone is sitting in their seats.

    Cheng Yin furtively took out her mobile phone and tugged at Chen Ran's sleeve.

    "Let's add WeChat."

    Chen Ran turned his head to look at her, the smile had not yet appeared in his eyes, but he opened his mouth a little too late, and Cheng Yin added: "Can you vote for me?"

    Chen Ran, who had already touched the phone, stared at Cheng Yin and said, "I don't."

    Cheng Yin shook his sleeve, "Tell me."

    Chen Ran still refused indifferently.

    "I don't."

    Cheng Yin put down the phone and grabbed his sleeve with both hands.

    "Just cast a vote for me, please, please vote for me~"

    The voice has not completely fallen, Cheng Yin suddenly fell into an unprecedented embarrassment.

    I don't know if you have experienced such a magical moment, the classroom that was noisy suddenly quieted down for no reason.

    No teacher appeared, no bell rang, in short, it was quiet for no reason.

    —In the middle of Cheng Yin's speech, the fifth class fell into such a strange moment.

    The whole class heard what she just said and her coquettish tone.

    For a moment, someone took the lead in coaxing, "Oh~".

    Chengdu: “…”

    What's more terrifying is that Chen Ran seems to have a long reflex arc, and only then said: "Well then."

    What a shit.

    Facing the phone that Cheng Yin handed over, Cheng Yin turned his head and ignored him.

    This is good, not only everyone knows that she wants to canvass votes, but also heard her coquettishly begging Chen Ran.

    God knows she just wanted to find an excuse to add Chen Ran WeChat.

    At this moment, Xiao Siran in the front row of the classroom suddenly coughed twice, followed by others.

    Cough what cough, do you want to give you two bottles of emergency syrup?

    Cheng Yin thought angrily.

    Slowly, Zhang Yuehai walked in with a book, and the classroom returned to normal.

    Cheng Yin's embarrassment has not yet passed, Chen Ran plucked her ponytail and said, "Why, no more?"

    Cheng Yin shook his head: "No more, no more!"

    She didn't look up at Chen Ran, but heard him smile.

    What's so funny? What are you laughing at all day long? Why are adults laughing so low? !

    Just like this one class, Zhang Yuehai called the get out of class, everyone slept and slept, and walked around.

    As soon as Cheng Yin looked up, she saw Xiao Siran chasing Zhang Yuehai out of the classroom, saying something beside him.

    Huh? Shouldn't it be about her canvassing?

    Should not be?

    Xiao Siran and Zhang Yuehai walked to the office while talking, making Cheng Yin very uneasy.

    Although she felt like she did nothing wrong, she was a little guilty.

    Speaking of which, it's all Chen Ran's fault.

    After a while, Xiao Siran finally came back, and when he entered the classroom, he walked directly towards Cheng Yin.

    Cheng Yin gritted her teeth secretly, saw Xiao Siran standing in the aisle, she raised her head and smiled: "What's the matter?"

    Xiao Siran glanced at Chen Ran and saw that he didn't look at her, so he straightened up and said, "Mr. Zhang asked me to change seats with you and let you go to the office."

    Cheng Yin's mind went blank for a moment.

    She looked at Xiao Siran blankly.

    Chen Ran also raised his head, turned the pen with his fingertips, and asked lightly, "Why?"

    Xiao Siran licked the corners of his lips and said with a blushing face, "I've only been seriously ill, and the front row is in the air vent, so I'm prone to catch a cold."

    This is a reasonable reason.

    But—

    "I disagree."

    Xiao Siran was stunned, not expecting Chen Ran to answer so succinctly.

     "Teacher Zhang said that there will be no wind blowing here, I, I can also help you study, and—"

    Cheng Yin suddenly stood up and ran outside without saying anything.

    At this time, Xie Ying looked back and said, "Cheng Yin is not afraid of the wind? She is less than 90 pounds, much thinner than you."

    Chen Ran suddenly laughed and tapped Xie Ying on the head with a pen.

    Xie Ying glared at him before turning back.

    Chen Ran glanced at Xiao Siran again, she bowed her head unnaturally, "I'll pack up."

    A few minutes later, Xiao Siran came over with a stack of books and stood in front of Chen Ran.

    "Please let me in."

    Chen Ran didn't move, looked up at Xiao Siran.

    She had goosebumps all over her body.

    Chen Ran's eyes are very beautiful, but the look in her eyes now makes her shudder.

    After a stalemate for a few seconds, Xiao Siran said again, "Mr. Zhang asked me to change seats, won't you let me in?"

    Chen Ran didn't look at his face, looked out the window, and tucked his hair with his fingers.

    "I've always hated others taking my teacher down on me since I was a child."

    Although he didn't see Chen Ran's expression, Xiao Siran could imagine the impatience on his face.

    She was stunned.

    Of course the classmates around noticed this, but no one dared to intervene.

    Oh, no, someone dares.

    Xie Ying suddenly turned around and said blankly, "Xiao Siran, haven't you handed in your Chinese homework yet? I see one missing."

    Xie Ying said so coldly, pulling Xiao Siran back from his emotions.

    Xiao Siran handed the workbook in his arms to Xie Ying.

    "As expected, you didn't pay. I think you've paid since you were so idle."

    “…”

    Xiao Siran's hand shook, and the homework book fell to the ground before Xie Ying's hand.

    Xie Ying "tsk" impatiently, but Chen Ran bent down to help her pick up the workbook.

    The book was opened when it fell, and there were neat notes inside.

    When Chen Ran's finger just touched the book, Xiao Siran suddenly grabbed it with one hand, covered the cover, and quickly threw it to Xie Ying.

    "I'm just lending it to others to see, it's not that I don't pay, you don't need to carry a gun and a stick like this."

    "What am I doing with a gun? You blame me for not turning in your homework?"

    Chen Ran had a headache, stretched, twisted his neck, and suddenly saw the chocolate in the drawer.

    He took out the chocolate, the sticky notes on it prominently.

    The handwriting is beautiful and it is obviously a gift from a girl.

    Of course, it is not ruled out that it is a boy.

    Xiao Siran's eyebrows suddenly jumped down, no longer arguing with Xie Ying.

    Chen Ran put the chocolate back in the drawer without opening it with a familiar expression.

    He didn't say anything, and he didn't mean to let Xiao Siran in.

    Xie Ying collected her homework and carried her to the office.

    Nie Nan was not around, the front row was empty, Xiao Siran walked through the front row holding the book, and then went around to Cheng Yin's seat.

    Chen Ran watched her sit down leisurely, without speaking, the curvature of the corner of her mouth seemed to be mocking.

    Xiao Siran felt that she must be thinking too much, but she was still uncomfortable, so she simply took out the exercise book and started writing.

    But she could still feel Chen Ran's gaze, and the words she wrote were scribbled.

    "The third question, the derivative function is wrong."

    Chen Ran suddenly whispered, "You have to help me learn at this level. Are you looking down on yourself or me too much?"

    Xiao Siran looked up, and immediately crossed out the answer to the previous question.

    She clutched the workbook, awkwardly breathing.

    "You, aren't you a repeater?"

    Chen Ran ignored her, "Go by yourself or should I ask you to go?"

    After a pause, he added: "If I ask you, the picture may not be very beautiful."

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