The Most Beautiful But The Hour Light - Chapter 18
After the lecture, Ouyang Yu lifted his steps and walked away.
Lu Chuan returned to the classroom, which is noisy and chaotic.
Jiang Yuan just took his things from the old position, people have not sat down yet, the afterglow glanced at the boys stride to the figure. A slight thought in her mind, she stood in the aisle, thinking to wait for people to go in first and sit down, and then sit themselves.
But I never thought that Lu Chuan did not go in, but instead looked down towards her and said: “Excuse me.”
Jiang Yuan: “……”
She did not say a word and sat down on the seat.
At the same time, heard Lu Chuan standing slightly behind shouted: “Dongzi, bring my things.”
Chu Xiangdong is looking down to pack their books, heard the words “hey” a, will he table hole in a bit of miscellaneous things all stuffed into the book bag, hand a lift will throw over.
Lu Chuan stood in the aisle to catch a positive, carry back.
“Buns.”
“Poof…”
As soon as he opened his mouth, several students who were busy around him snickered.
Jiang Yuan, who was holding the book: “……”
Calming down, her fingers squeezed the pages of the book, and finally, she got up without making a sound.
Young master Lu lazily nestled in.
And his previous last row of spacious territory than, this position is really too cramped, he will be stuffed into the table hole the first time “tsk”, turned his head towards the back of the boys said: “back to some, crowded.”
The boy sitting behind him is named Qin Haoming, tall and thin, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, medium grades, and a relatively quiet personality.
His table is also a boy, a little obsessive-compulsive, see the situation rubbing his nose, will also pull back his table.
Jiang Yuan did not turn around, can feel the back empty a lot.
Chu Xiangdong to the second group of the last row, in their left oblique rear, finished packing things to look up, could not help but whistle, towards Lu Chuan shouted: “Chuan brother, how about the new seat, is not the heart times cool?”
“Cool your mother, roll–”
Lu Chuan laughed and cursed, picked up a book in hand and smashed it over.
Hearing Chu Xiangdong squealing behind, Jiang Yuan patiently side head glance.
This person, took her book to throw people.
Lu Chuan threw before he found something wrong, and then by this person with anger a stare, the tip of the heart instantly crisp, quickly, full of care asked: “What book?”
He just focused on hitting people, did not look at the pages of the book.
Jiang Yuan replied, “English.”
“Here.”
After flipping through the hole in the table, Lu Chuan threw his English book onto her desk.
His book, brand-new, a look at it to know the pressure has not been turned, Jiang Yuan’s book but wrote the name, took his book is about to return, ear heard Chu Xiangdong full of bad taste flirting: “Yo yo yo yo, this are exchanged up love token.”
“Hahaha–”
“Dongzi you enough.”
The surrounding crowd was amused by him, a wild laugh.
Jiang Yuan some sit down, tangled want to go, heart and a trace of hesitation.
Hiding is not the way, to stay in this seat peacefully, you have to heartily ignore Chu Xiangdong such a bastard.
“Complete return to Zhao.”
Chu Xiangdong will hold the English book on her desk, eyes glanced to the left.
Across an aisle, Jiang Yuan left front, sitting Mu Xiwei.
Wood Xiwei good grades, white skin, clean-looking, is the first in their class. She is not the kind of nerd who is dead in school, there is a positive vitality, in addition, there is an indefinable arrogance.
That high-mindedness stung his heart.
“Eyes rolled over.”
In the ear, Lu Chuan suddenly snorted.
Chu Xiangdong suddenly back to his senses, to Lu Chuan cavernous disgusted gaze, heart a blockage, almost can not lift the air.
“Please give way.”
Jiang Yuan suddenly got up and spoke.
He subconsciously move aside, see the girl a go, a butt sitting on the seat of others.
Jiang Yuan did not leave the classroom, took a book and pen, went to the front of the classroom bulletin board to copy the class schedule and the rest schedule. Chu Xiangdong watched her walk past, lowered his voice and asked Lu Chuan: “Uncle Yu just called you out to say what?”
“…… have something to do with you?”
Not salty, lazy sentence.
Chu Xiangdong choked, casually flipping through the English book on the table, tsking: “This girl, writing is good.”
Jiang Yuan’s book has signs of prep, line by line, marked with new words and notes, especially serious. Her handwriting and her person give off a different feeling, the handwriting is very clear and neat, the kind of handwriting that belongs to good students at first glance.
Lu Chuan noticed early.
That day two people on the stage to do questions, Jiang Yuan write chalk, very neat and clean.
He raised his hand, took his English book from her desk, turned to the first page, a big wave of his hand, the name fell on.
Jiang Yuan finished copying the class schedule and work schedule folded back, Chu Xiangdong has gone.
Gone good, she breathed a sigh of relief, sitting down to read.
Not a few minutes of peace and quiet, the bell rang.
After the morning reading is breakfast time, 7:30 to 8:10, forty minutes. The dining hall is a little distance from the school building, a little delay, the first class is likely to be late, she prepared the bread in advance, not in a hurry, sitting on the bench did not move.
Inside, Lu Chuan also didn’t move, seemingly not in a hurry to eat.
He did, but Jiang Yuan was a little annoyed, not quite wanting to take the bread out in front of him to chew.
This person, unpredictable, temperamental mouth poisonous, who knows whether she will eat when suddenly want to go out again, just imagine yourself chewing while giving way to the picture, her heart is a bit resistant.
After a few moments of stewing, Jiang Yuan took out a water cup from her school bag and was ready to get water first.
“Jiang Yuan.”
In front of the left, a female voice suddenly came.
Jiang Yuan raised her eyes and met Mu Xiwei’s face with a light smile, who had already gotten up and stood sideways to ask her: “Aren’t you going to eat breakfast?”
Jiang Yuan was stunned, “To go.”
“Then let’s go together.” Mu Xiwei smiled.
Jiang Yuan had a good feeling about her, heard her ask, almost subconsciously replied, now invited by her, naturally did not push back, thinking that the bread will be saved until noon to eat the same, so nodded: “Oh.”
“Then let’s go.”
Mu Xiwei smiled again and took the lead to walk out of the classroom.
She is the representative of the good students in the class, half of the girls in the class are good friends with her, even dinner, there are three people waiting, see she called Jiang Yuan, the three girls standing at the door after looking at each other, also towards Jiang Yuan smile kindly.
Mu Xiwei then pointed to the three to introduce: “Jiang Tingting, Deng Canyon, and Qin Mengjie.”
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