Whispering To You

    Wang Huiyun was originally a tonsil problem, but her condition worsened after infection and evolved into pneumonia.

    The disease requires rest and recuperation, and there is a risk of infection, so all the students under her team have suspended classes, and the return date depends on her physical condition.

    But this is not good for Cheng Yin.

    Chen Ran, this stinky man, is like a stunned man. He asks her to hand in her homework every day when she arrives at school, and forces her to correct the wrong questions after class.

    Cheng Yin didn't know what she was doing wrong.

    Is she not pretty enough?

    Is she not cute enough?

    Why other people can have sweet love, but she can only hold the test paper lingering every day.

    Love without exam paper.

    I may only have family after taking the test paper.

    It's not like that in romance novels.

    "Alas." Cheng Yin sighed, "Life is so difficult."

    Xie Changxing walked side by side with her, "Who said no."

    It happened to be the time for exercise between classes. She and Xie Changxing went to the comprehensive building to pick up the new blackboard newspaper with chalk drawings.

    Because Cheng Yin is good at writing and Xie Changxing can draw, so the blackboard newspapers in the class for the past three years are basically contracted by the two of them.

    "What are you bothering about?"

    Xie Changxing asked.

    "You don't understand." Cheng Yin was dragging his feet, Xie Changxing was not walking fast.

    The place to get the chalk was in the office at the end of the third floor. The two of them were familiar with each other and took a shortcut.

    But when they passed a classroom on the third floor, the two heard laughter from a distance.

    It is not uncommon to hear laughter in the school, but it is rare that it happened in this complex where few people come.

    Intuition tells Cheng Yin that something bad is happening here.

    Cheng Yin and Xie Changxing exchanged glances and walked over looking for the voice.

    It is an unused classroom.

    Some old desks that are not used are stacked along the four walls, leaving a space in the middle.

    Five or six boys were sitting on four sides, laughing and throwing a thick notebook.

    You throw it to me, I throw it to you, there is no routine, a boy with black-rimmed glasses in the middle chases the notebook like a puppet.

    But those boys deliberately want to prank him, how can he get it.

    The more they laughed, the more they laughed, and the louder they laughed. One of the boys took the notebook and waved to the boy with black-rimmed glasses in the middle.

    "You come and get it."

    The boy with black frame glasses really walked over to get it, and the boy immediately threw it behind him.

    Cheng Yin looked very angry outside.

    "Are they sick?"

    Xie Changxing looked around on his feet and said, "The man in the middle is Zhao Weilin, the one who took the test for five years."

    It was him.

    Cheng Yin has heard of it many times, and this is the first time I have seen him in person.

     "The other ones are in class seven, and Zhao Weilin will repeat in their class this year."

    After Xie Changxing finished speaking, Cheng Yin pushed open the door of this classroom.

    "Hey!" Unable to stop, Xie Changxing had to follow up.

    When they saw Cheng Yin, they all fixed their eyes.

    One of them jumped off the table with the most dignified look, but leaned against the table half-slanted, "Yo, isn't this our school belle."

    Then Xie Changxing walked in, and the man said, "The president of the student union is here too."

    Xie Changxing was the student council president when he was a sophomore in high school, so almost everyone of his age knew him.

    When he spoke, Zhao Weilin quickly picked up the notebook on the ground and prepared to leave.

    A boy by the door suddenly stretched his legs to stop him.

    "What are you going to go, did you go away?"

    The boy's voice was too arrogant, and Cheng Yin was very uncomfortable.

    "What are you doing?"

    Several boys said with a smile: "Let's play with him."

    Zhao Weilin was standing in the corner with his notebook in his arms, his head bowed, his eyes blank.

    This kind of thing is well known to everyone, and it seems useless to say it.

    Do you say "Are you bullying your classmates? I want to tell the teacher!"?

    "Come on, let's go." Xie Changxing said, "The class is about to begin. Today Wednesday, the principal will inspect the class."

    Boring.

    Of course those boys knew that Xie Changxing and Cheng Yin were helping Zhao Weilin, but they all gave Cheng Yin face.

    "Let's go."

    The leader roared, and a few people walked out lazily.

    Zhao Weilin was standing in the corner holding a notebook.

    Cheng Yin walked to the place where the boy was sitting just now.

    On the ground is Zhao Weilin's schoolbag, which seems to have been stepped on, with a footprint on it.

    Cheng Yin picked up the schoolbag, patted off the ashes, and handed it to Zhao Weilin.

    "They take your notebook, you just ignore them, why should you be amused by them."

    Zhao Weilin has a high degree of myopia, and the lenses of his glasses are as thick as a mobile phone.

    He is actually quite tall, but he has a strong hunchback, so he doesn't look very energetic.

    "This notebook is important."

    "Huh?" Although Cheng Yin was shocked, she didn't ask much, "Then hurry up, you will have class in a while."

    Zhao Weilin said "thank you" and turned away.

    Passing by Xie Changxing, he stopped and said "thank you".

    Cheng Yin has only heard a few words about Zhao Weilin, most of which are not good.

    Some people say that he has low emotional intelligence and doesn't communicate much with others.

    Although everyone is not very willing to play with him.

    Some people say that he has a low IQ, and every word the teacher says will be recorded in class, but he has not been admitted to the undergraduate course for five years.

    In addition, his eyes under the glasses are often dull, thin and well-dressed, which naturally corresponds to the evaluation of "low IQ".

    Xie Changxing talked about this situation and pouted, "If he didn't go to university, it would be good to learn a technique or something."

    "Alas, who knows what he thinks."

    This episode was delayed for a while, and the two walked fast. They went back to the classroom after picking up the chalk.

    In the next few days, Cheng Yin often met Zhao Weilin at school.

    Cheng Yin thought that the two knew each other, so she would say hello when she saw him.

    At first, Zhao Weilin was stunned and didn't respond, but then he gradually smiled with her.

    One day Cheng Yin went to lunch with Xie Ying.

    They went a little late, and when they turned around after dinner, they couldn't see any vacancies.

    The two of them were looking for a seat with their plates, and suddenly someone called "Cheng Yin".

    Cheng Yin and Xie Ying both turned around and found that the person who called her was Zhao Weilin.

    Zhao Weilin sat alone in the corner.

    Although he called Cheng Yin, he didn't dare to look up when she really turned around.

    I regret it.

    There are so many people watching here, Cheng Yin will definitely not come.

    Who will sit and eat with him...

    And that person is the school flower who just filmed the school celebration video.

    The other is the pride of the teacher and the principal - the first in the whole grade.

    The noise of the cafeteria was amplified infinitely in Zhao Weilin's ears, and his brain was also hot, and the whole person seemed to be weightless.

    He wanted to run away with a dish.

    "When will the school expand the cafeteria? I only know that the enrollment will be expanded. If it goes on like this, will I have to wait in line to eat?"

    —Xie Ying said.

    Zhao Weilin raised his head suddenly, Cheng Yin and Xie Ying were already sitting in front of him.

    "I heard that the school may start to eat lunch in batches after get off work." Cheng Yin twisted open a bottle of juice, looked up and said to Zhao Weilin, "Thank you."

    Not only did he sit down, but he also said thank you.

    Zhao Weilin didn't even react, and he didn't know where to look.

    "Hey, I'm going to start reviewing the content of the first semester next month. I can't find the math books for my senior year. Do you have any?"

    "Hey, why are you in a daze?" Cheng Yin stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

    "Ah? Are you talking to me?" Zhao Weilin reacted, but continued to confirm, "Are you asking me?"

    Not only Cheng Yin, but Xie Ying gave him a strange look.

    "Is there anyone else at our table?"

    Zhao Weilin felt ashamed again, blushed, and said, "There are some."

    The third time he repeated his studies, he changed schools. It was a special repetition class, and the school issued a new set of teaching materials.

    "Can I use it?" Cheng Yin asked.

    "Yes, yes." Zhao Weilin nodded again and again, "I'll bring it to you next week."

    In the second week, Zhao Weilin took the textbook for the first semester of high school and walked to the door of the classroom of class five.

    Cheng Yin was changing the blackboard report at this time.

    Just now Xie Ying discovered that there were several typos in the blackboard report she wrote last week, so she moved Chen Ran's desk and stepped on it to correct it.

    Zhao Weilin stood at the door of the classroom timidly, wanting to call Cheng Yin, but afraid of attracting too many people's attention, so he walked in quietly and put the book at Cheng Yin's feet.

    "The book is here for you."

    Chalk held a chalk in one hand and a blackboard eraser in the other.

    Although Zhao Weilin tried his best to keep a low profile, several people in the back row noticed him and whispered together.

    Zhao Weilin immediately turned around and left.

    Cheng Yin continued to change the blackboard report.

    The table was robbed, and Chen Ran, who was sitting alone, raised his head and asked, "Who is it?"

    Cheng Yin said, "Seventh class."

    "New friends?"

    "Hmm~"

    The end of the Cheng Yin is raised, which sounds a little smug.

    Chen Ran was inexplicably upset.

    "Why do you look so anxious."

    Cheng Yin, who was pressed to write the test paper for two weeks and ruthlessly strangled the seeds of love, rolled his eyes at the blackboard.

    "Yes, as old as you."

    Chen Ran raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Yin deeply.

    He reached for Cheng Yin's ankle.

    It's almost as thin as her wrist, and it leaves a lot of space when you grasp it.

    "You think I'm old?"

    The chalk in Cheng Yin's hand suddenly fell off, and she felt like her ankle was electrocuted.

    Unsteady.

    "You, you let me go!" She stomped her other foot, "Don't touch me!"

    Chen Ran squeezed hard and asked again, "You think I'm old?"

    Heroes don’t suffer immediate losses.

    "No no." Cheng Yin said, "I was wrong."

    Chen Ran slightly hooked her lips and released her ankle.

    Cheng Yin immediately thought about it.

    She turned her back to the blackboard, and when she was about to jump, the table shook.

    School desks are also several years old and not too stable.

    She hesitated.

    Just as she was about to squat down and support the table to climb down, Chen Ran suddenly got up, held her waist and carried her down.

    Chen Ran's breath suddenly became very close.

    Come so close that Cheng Yin felt that her breath was entangled with him.

    It's over.

    Cheng Yin felt that even if she pressed her to write papers every day, she still wanted love.

    The moment of hug ended when Cheng Yin's feet touched the ground.

    Chen Ran let go, but Cheng Yin's hands were still on Chen Ran's chest.

    She lowered her head and said softly, "That...my birthday next week, are you really not coming?"

    Chen Ran looked at her with a bit of apology in her eyes.

    "It's not that I didn't go on purpose. I had to be there on the birthday of an important friend of mine."

    His voice was right next to his ear, low but gentle.

    But Cheng Yin was still a little unhappy.

    She shrugged.

    I feel like crying.

    Eighteenth birthday, I miss him very much.

    He didn't come.

    Chen Ran saw her loss clearly, and her heart softened a lot.

    Unconsciously, he called "Ayin".

    The name of the people closest to her.

    "Goodness."

    Cheng Yin quietly raised her hand and held his little finger, wanting to beg him again.

    "Really not going?"

    Only one second away, Chen Ran will change his mind.

    At this moment, Xie Ying coughed suddenly.

    Chen Ran looked up and saw Zhang Yuehai coming in from the front door.

    Cheng Yin also saw it.

    She immediately let go and jumped back to her seat.

     Changing expressions is faster than taking selfies.

    Oh.

    Chen Ran's tenderness disappeared.

    I still want to fall in love with this courage.

    He moved back to his table and sat down.

    Cheng Yin still blushed, looked at him several times, and said slowly: "I..."

    "Stop making trouble." Chen Ran interrupted her, "You only did half of the test paper yesterday, so please complete it before school at noon today."

    Chengdu: “…”

    Smelly man.

    Don't go.

    One less person and I save some money.

    Who cares!

    She flipped out the Chinese textbook, slammed it on the desk, and poked Xie Ying's back.

    Xie Ying turned around, "Why?"

    "Next Friday, Wanda Haidilao, remember to come."

    Xie Ying nodded.

    Cheng Yin added: "After eating, let's go to sing."

    Xie Ying: "Yeah."

    Cheng Yin looked at Nie Nan again: "You have to come too."

    Nie Nan would not refuse, "Who else is there?"

    Cheng Yin said, "I also plan to call Qin Xuanyang and Wang Zhaozhao."

    These two girls have a good relationship with Cheng Yin in the class.

    "Ah?" Nie Nan said, "It's all girls? How embarrassing am I? Aren't you a boy?"

    Cheng Yin "hum", "Of course I want to call it! I want to call Xie Changxing, and, and..."

    Who else?

    She doesn't have any male friends.

    Xie Ying added: "Zhao Weilin, I heard that he has no friends in their class, which is pitiful."

    "Okay." Cheng Yin suddenly thought of another, "By the way, I want to be called Zhang Skye!"

    "Ah! Zhang Skye!" Xie Ying exaggeratedly cooperated with Cheng Yin, "It's that handsome and handsome senior brother from your fencing club!"

    Cheng Yin nodded sharply.

    "That's right, it's him!"

    Humph.

    Chen Ran glanced at them indifferently.

    Child tricks.

    The author has something to say:  I’m right, Huoran is really a dog