Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling - Chapter 51

Song Qiaoxi can sing “Song of the Seven Sons” and has been humming for a long time since hearing this song in the Spring Evening.

She also begged her mother to buy a tape, and she often listened to the song on a BBK repeater with earphones, and sang along with it.

As a literary committee, her voice is as sweet as a little yellow oriole. Song Qiaoxi is often led by music teachers.

“Song Qiaoxi, come, the art committee of our class will make a sample for the students first, and you will sing a paragraph first.”

Teacher Feng waved to her from the podium, motioning for herself and Chu Jin to go over.

Nuo Tuanzi stood up after being called by the teacher, and followed Chu Jin to the podium.

The palms of her hands were slightly sweaty. Before she sang, she always followed the accompaniment tape, and she had never matched the sound of Chu Jin’s piano. It was inevitable that she felt a little nervous.

Teacher Feng had several chapters of printed staff and songs, and handed them to Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin. The teacher turned his head and wrote Song Qiaoxi’s name on the blackboard.

Then, Mr. Feng asked several times whether any other students were willing to sign up for the audition. In the end, only Liang Feifei raised his hand.

Little girls at the age of nine and ten are a bit shy and unwilling to show off in front of their classmates.

Song Qiaoxi looked at the song, Chu Jin taught her to read the staff, hummed softly to find the tune, and heard Liang Feifei sitting in the second row “chicking”.

After nine-year-old Liang Feifei entered the fourth grade, she started to jump.

The little girl is now thin and tall. She knew she loved beauty when she was in the third grade. She deliberately didn’t go out in the sun, and her complexion was quite fair.

In addition, Liang’s mother dressed her up very fashionable, so her daughters would be stupefied on what is popular in the magazine.

In contrast, Song Qiaoxi always wears bright yellow, pink blue, grass green and cute children’s clothing with small animals and cartoon patterns. Liang Feifei’s girly dress looks more mature than Song Qiaoxi and is more eye-catching.

It’s just that in the past few semesters, Liang Feifei’s temperament has become more and more cold, and her usual way of not smiling is a bit like a little iceberg girl.

She is now the propaganda committee member of Class 5 of the fourth grade, but the little girl has always been obsessed with the position of art committee.

To blame, I don’t know the “rumors” passed down from which level department. It is not that the literary and artistic committee of each class is the “class flower” of their class, which represents the overall appearance of a class.

Throughout the fourth grade, there are a total of five classes, and the art committee members of the remaining four classes all learn to dance, and the little girls are tall and thin.

It happened to be their fifth class of grade four. The literary committee in the class was not tall, with baby fat on his face, soft and cute dumplings that laughed at everyone.

Song Qiaoxi looks like a cute low-grade elementary school chicken, not like a fourth-grade girl.

This made Liang Feifei’s heart secretly holding back her energy, and she wanted to find an opportunity to overwhelm Song Qiaoxi’s limelight and grab the position of the “Arts Committee” class cadre.

She wants to be the “school flower” in Class 5 of the fourth grade, and she also wants to be the lead singer of the singing competition.

At a certain age, children are inevitably obsessed with certain things, and the less they get, the more they want.

“Liang Feifei came up to get the song, is Song Qiaoxi ready?”

Teacher Feng asked.

“Yeah.” Nuo Tuanzi nodded.

“Teacher Feng, I have an opinion.” Liang Feifei raised her hand high, with her pointed chin slightly raised, and glanced at Song Qiaoxi sideways, “I think it’s unfair, why should Song Qiaoxi sing first? It should be rock paper scissors, Whoever wins will sing first.”

Teacher Feng was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect such a small incident to cause such a big reaction from Liang Feifei.

Originally, I just let the literary and artistic committee take the lead and set an example, the little girl is too strong…

“Liang Feifei, you sing first, I sing later.”

Song Qiaoxi moved to Chu Jin’s side and made room for her just beside the podium.

Liang Feifei didn’t let her stand up, and stood upright on the podium like a little white poplar. “You made this yourself. Don’t say I bully you at that time.”

“Puff, if you want to sing, just sing it first, it doesn’t matter.”

Song Qiaoxi shrugged indifferently.

She never cared about who came first, Nuo Tuanzi’s heart was big and simple, she huddled in a corner and concentrated on reading the lyrics.

Muttering in my heart, who will sing differently first?

Moreover, in the singing competitions celebrating the 50th Anniversary of the National Day and the return of Macau, if you win, the honor belongs to the class collective.

Liang Feifei sings better and can win honor for the class! What can we compete for?

As soon as he raised his head, he looked at Shang Chu with full concern.

Song Qiaoxi smiled brightly at him and stuck out her tongue.

“Then let’s start, Liang Feifei is ready?” Teacher Feng glanced at Liang Feifei, walked to Chu Jin’s side, and patted him on the shoulder, “Chu Jin is okay?”

The boy nodded, glanced at the piano score, his slender and pale fingertips swept across the black and white keys, and the prelude to “Song of the Seven” sounded.

Liang Feifei cleared her throat and started singing with the song.

She has studied vocal music for two years, and her voice change period came earlier, her voice is clear and cold with a little ethereal, without a trace of childishness, and her timbre is slightly mature.

With Chu Jin’s organ, Liang Feifei sang the whole song with a good rhythm and no problem with her intonation. Generally speaking, she played very stable, but she did not have too many surprises.

Teacher Feng smiled and nodded, Liang Feifei sang well.

She just thinks that Liang Feifei’s tone is a bit mature, and this song is more suitable for a childish voice, like the little Macau girl Rong Yunlin at the Spring Festival Gala.

Listen to Song Qiaoxi again for a while, and leave the choice to classmates, Teacher Feng thought.

After listening to Song Qiaoxi, she clipped the song to her armpit and was the first to applaud.

The classmates applauded when the literary committee applauded.

“Liang Feifei sang very well, not out of tune at all.”

“Her vocal range is so high, and her lung capacity is really good.”

“I think she can sing the songs of the Black Panthers, rock and roll!”

“But can she not always use her nostrils at this person, or squint at people…”

“Shhh, be careful to hear, the next time the propaganda committee will ask you to wipe the blackboard at the back.”

……

Song Qiaoxi thinks that Liang Feifei sings very well, her voice is very bright, not like singing a nursery rhyme at all, but like a song sung by a pop singer, a bit naive?

My mother often played Naying’s “A Big Tree” and “Looking at Flowers in the Mist” at home.

Liang Feifei squinted at Song Qiaoxi, then took a peek at Chu Jin who was sitting on the piano bench, raised her chin, and returned to the seat with her high ponytail.

“Song Qiaoxi is ready?”

Teacher Feng asked.

Nuo Tuanzi nodded and said, “Well, I’m all right, teacher.”

Stepping onto the stage, Song Qiaoxi glanced at the song in her hand and remembered that her father had told her the background of the song.

“Song of Seven Sons” is a set of new nationalist patriotic poems written by Mr. Wen Yiduo in March 1925 while studying abroad.

The seven poems are about seven lands ceded to the great powers: Hong Kong, Kowloon, Taiwan, Macau, Weihaiwei, Guangzhou Bay, Lushun and Dalian.

Finally, in “Song of the Seven Sons”, only Macau composes a piece of music, which is widely praised.

Father Song told her about the history of aggression.

Song Qiaoxi was carrying a small bench and holding her two “female geese” in her arms…

Although, the goose-yellow chicken cub has grown into a half-sized rooster with pale yellow hair?

Yes, Chu Xixi and Chu Jinjin are both roosters now, and the combs are about to grow out, but Song Qiaoxi still stubbornly calls the two chickens “female goose.”

At the end of hearing, Song Qiaoxi’s eyes were wet.

She imagined Macau as a baby who was still in its infancy. He was forced to be separated from his mother for some lasting reason. The baby had his own name, but foreigners gave her another name.

When the little baby grows up and becomes a gentle and smart little padded jacket, he can finally return to his mother’s embrace, the phrase “I want to come back, come back, mother…”, every time I hear the lyrics, Nuo Tuanzi will be particularly excited.

Song Qiaoxi can feel the same way.

In the old memory, I lived alone in the orphanage for ten years, and I never knew what it was like to have a mom and dad and a home.

When I finally feel the warmth of my mother, that kind of heart throbbing cannot be expressed in words.

She has a lot of affection for this song, a small person, her love for the motherland is as pure and deep as her love for mom and dad.

Chu Jin’s prelude sounded, the organ’s sound was not as crisp as the piano, with a slight adhesion and airy sound, he looked back at Song Qiaoxi and nodded slightly.

And Song Qiaoxi, because it was the first time she worked with Chu Jin to sing, she felt a little nervous, and she just raised her eyes to look at him, blinking her big eyes twice.

The two children looked at each other and smiled.

The tension in Song Qiaoxi’s heart disappeared instantly when he saw Chu Jin’s smiling eyes, and Chu Jin’s eyes were full of encouragement.

Putting down the song in hand, in fact, these lyrics have long been memorized in my heart. Just holding the song in front of me, it is more to hide the tension…

Puffing up her chest and taking a deep breath, Song Qiaoxi silently counted the beats in her heart.

“You know Ma-cau is not my real surname. I have been away from your mother for too long, but what they have omitted is my flesh. Body, you have taken care of me, my inner soul, ah, for three hundred years, I have never forgotten my dream My biological mother, please call your child’s name and call me Macau…”

The sound of Nuo Tuanzi echoed above the classroom along with the sound of the piano.

Song Qiaoxi’s voice is immature.

There was also a strong little milky voice, as sweet and crisp as a little yellow warbler cub.

While singing, a little girl really seemed to flash before her eyes, helplessly trying to hug her mother, but was mercilessly blocked by a pair of hands.

My chest seemed to be blocked by something hot, and one hand was clenched into a small fist, trying to control his slightly trembling body.

In just a two-minute song, the whole class was dumbfounded.

They saw flickering tears in Song Qiaoxi’s big apricot eyes, as if they had read the story in her eyes.

Combining the background of this song, every child has a strong sense of national pride. Our motherland is strong and belongs to the territory of the motherland, and now she is finally back.

At the end of a song, Song Qiaoxi’s singing and Chu Jin’s piano came to an abrupt end.

The class was silent.

Song Qiaoxi blinked and eased a little.

The first reaction was to take a deep breath, glance at Chu Jin, pursing her mouth a little shyly.

What Chu Jin got was a faint smile, his eyes also bent into the shape of Xuan Yue, and he blinked playfully at her.

As if to say, I know, you are the best!

It is rare that Chu Jin is so lively, Song Qiaoxi turned her head happily and stood on the stage.

Seeing that the eyes of many students in the class were red, the students in the audience were talking very quietly.

“Did they really cooperate for the first time? It’s too tacit understanding!”

“Yes, the sound of the piano and the singing are mixed, it sounds so good, I have goose bumps…”

“Really, Song Qiaoxi sang me so much, Chu Jinqin played so well.”

……

Miaomiao pushed his glasses and smiled at Song Qiaoxi with a thumbs up.

Zhao Xin, Ding Miao’s tablemate, handed a tissue to his tablemate, and turned his head back and smiled at Nuo Tuanzi.

At this time, Wang Junyang stood up from the bench with a “clang”, and took the lead in “piapia” applause.

Ding Yi, who has always been very delicate in emotion, couldn’t help taking off his glasses, quietly wiped a tear with his finger, and then applauded Song Qiaoxi with Wang Junyang at the same table.

At this time, the classmates remembered the applause and gave out thunderous applause.

Even Teacher Feng sniffed twice, she thought, this little girl sang really well.

Song Qiaoxi sang with a true feeling, with stories in her eyes.

The little girl showed a child’s desire to return to her mother’s embrace to the fullest, as if she was the child who had to leave her mother’s embrace.

Teacher Feng clapped his hands, and then gestured to the students to calm down, “Well, students, both of our classmates sang very well, both were excellent. As for whoever will be the lead singer of this singing competition, it’s up to everyone. Let’s vote! This time we will vote by secret ballot. The students write the names of Liang Feifei or Song Qiaoxi on the paper and hand them to the group leader. The group leader gathers the votes to the podium. The monitor Jiang Qisheng sings the votes, and the deputy monitor Zhao Xin records and learns. Committee member Ding Miao checked the votes.”

A series of procedures are properly arranged, and when the vote is over…

The word “Zheng” on the blackboard is an overwhelming victory.

There are more than a dozen “zheng” characters under Song Qiaoxi’s name, but not one “zheng” under Liang Feifei’s name.

Liang Feifei’s face was obviously ugly. The child always felt that he had never won a competition, just like the sky was falling down, and gave Song Qiaoxi a hard look.

Nuo Tuanzi, who was stared inexplicably, frowned, feeling a little awkward.

In the county’s orphanage before, every year, all the children in the orphanage would go to the New Year’s Eve party organized by the city’s orphanage, and the county’s orphanage would also have a program.

The grandma of the dean will let all the children in the welfare institute prepare a program. Whether it is performing dances, singing, or telling jokes, they are all “sea elections” first. The children have their own abilities, who can sing well, dance well, and speak well. Okay, everyone chooses.

Very simple “competitive employment” rules.

She never felt unfair. The classmates liked you and were willing to vote for you. She was very happy if she won. If she lost, she didn’t lose anything.

“Then we congratulate Song Qiaoxi, she will be the lead singer of our class to participate in the singing competition, everyone applauds.”

Teacher Feng took the lead in applauding, and the class applauded again.

Song Qiaoxi smiled embarrassedly and returned to her seat.

Soon, I forgot the unfriendly look in Liang Feifei’s eyes.

–

On the eve of the November 1999 holiday, the 50th Anniversary of the National Day of the Normal School attached to the Normal University, and the singing competition to celebrate the return of Macao to the motherland will be held in the school’s auditorium.

Although it was not a Monday, Teacher Feng sent a notice in advance that all the students in Class 5 of the fourth grade all wore school uniforms in order to participate in the chorus.

The lead singer Song Qiaoxi, at the request of the teacher, wore a pure white puffy dress, white pantyhose, and a pair of black baby-head leather shoes.

Chu Jin is a handsome fit suit and shiny little leather shoes.

Two people walking on the campus, they almost attracted the attention of the whole school.

“This is the grass from Class 5 of Grade 4, named Chu Jin, really handsome!”

“He is going to play the piano in the singing competition today. I heard that he can also play taekwondo. His study is also number one in his class.”

“Is his younger sister next to Chu Jin? I just saw them together. That little sister is so cute. I really want to pinch her face. She looks so small. She should be in a lower grade, right?”

“It’s also from Class 5 of the fourth grade. Today, she is the lead singer of their class. She is the art committee member.”

“Really? I thought that the literary and artistic committee of their class also learned dance. This little sister really doesn’t look like she can dance…”

“But I heard that she sings very well, you see, her braids are so good-looking. I’ve never seen anyone put on such a beautiful hairstyle, like a doll.”

……

Today’s hair was combed by Chu Jin for Song Qiaoxi.

Mother had a training in school early in the morning, and helped her and Chu Jin prepare breakfast and went out in a hurry, too late to comb Song Qiaoxi’s hair.

Fortunately, Mr. Chu Tony’s hairdressing level has improved by leaps and bounds, and she is already a little better than Song’s mother. He is very proficient in all kinds of braided hair, and the skills of tying balls.

Simply on this important occasion for performing on stage today, Song’s mother allowed Chu Jin to play freely. She was a hundred at ease with him.

Chu Jin thought about it for a short time, and decided to comb Song Qiaoxi with a special princess hair.

He carefully braided the broken hair around Xiao Nuo Tuan’s ears and between his forehead into two small braids, and fixed them with thin black rubber bands at the back of his head to create layers.

A long brown hair like seaweed draped down behind her, after which she was decorated with light yellow and white floral hairpins and clipped to the braid near her ears.

The styling made by Song Dad, the rough man, was amazed.

“Exhaustible, where did you learn your craft? This is more professional than a professional stylist…”

Father Song held Mother Song in his hand to prepare for Chu Jin in advance, ironing the neatly-fitted shirt, waistcoat and small suit and trousers, and his mouth couldn’t close in surprise.

This child is too divine, as if nothing in this world can stump him?

“Dad, do my braids look good today?”

Song Qiaoxi asked nervously, she didn’t know what she was like without looking in the mirror.

She didn’t dare to move, turning her big smart eyes to look at her father, sitting on the small bench honestly, with two small hands stacked on her chest, still a little nervous.

Song Jianguo smiled and said, “Can it be ugly? Like the cartoon that Xixi often watches, what is it called? Yes, “Flower Fairy” right? No, it looks better than Flower Fairy, I thought my girl would want it today. Getting married is as beautiful as a bride!”

“The bride? Is it really like a bride!”

Song Qiaoxi asked with her big eyes blinking.

In the heart of a little girl, the most beautiful person in the world is a bride.

She has attended the weddings of her parents and colleagues several times. The aunts at the wedding are beautiful, wearing a long mopping wedding dress, wearing white lace gloves on her hands, a white and hazy veil on her head, and her lips. It is decorated with bright lipstick like cherries.

The aunts who became brides all smiled brilliantly, and their faces were always filled with happy expressions, as if there were stars in their eyes.

The uncles who were groom officials were also tall and handsome, wearing neat suits, and walking across the long red carpet with the aunt by the hand, putting on the ring for the aunt.

“Like a bride, but we Xixi is more beautiful than a bride. Dad can’t bear my daughter marrying. Dad will be sad the day you marry.”

Father Song took a closer look at the girl’s pink face, and then looked at the thin and handsome Xiao Chujin behind her.

The boy was cautiously putting flowers on her head, moving very lightly, as if he was afraid that he might accidentally pull his hair and hurt his daughter.

This scene, to be honest, is as beautiful as a painting, and it really means a little golden girl.

But when a daddy, no one dared to think about what will be the day when my daughter gets married?

It seems that no amount of joy and joy can resist the small melancholy that rushes to my heart.

Song Jianguo would occasionally dream, and would dream of the day Song Qiaoxi got married. He was not afraid of his daughter-in-law’s jokes, and would wake up crying every time.

If Song Qiaoxi is married, she will no longer be simply his daughter Song Jianguo.

If you want to become someone else’s wife, maybe in a few years, you will become someone else’s mother, someone else’s mother-in-law…

I have been holding it in my hand for fear of falling, and holding it in my mouth for fear of the baby bumps. I want to disperse her to more people, and I will no longer be behind the **** every day and yelling “Dad, Dad”. Little glutinous group.

“Why are you sad?”

Song Qiaoxi didn’t understand, and muttered to herself.

Father Song smiled and squeezed her face, “When you grow up, you will understand.”

Just about to ask, she heard Chu Jin whisper behind her, “Okay.”

The child was so forgetful that he immediately shook his head, got up from the bench, ran to the full-length mirror in the hallway and made a circle.

The white lace skirt that my mother bought has a big hem, and it dances in a circle, followed by the soft long curly hair behind her.

Staring at herself in the mirror, Song Qiaoxi seemed a little bit unaware of herself.

It seems, really a little bit like a bride?

However, something seems to be missing…

right! Missing the bride’s lipstick, white veil and a ring.

Father Song said, “Xiao Chujin, go and change your clothes. Today your aunt asked your uncle to send you two to school instead of squeezing the bus with Wang Junyang and the others.”

When Chu Jin came out of the study, Song Qiaoxi had a moment, as if he really saw the prince in the fairy tale world, and walked out of her study.

Mother Song had a very good vision, and she bought Chu Jin this small formal suit that fits perfectly, and the boy seemed to shine.

“Our little Chu is full of energy, a little handsome boy, children, let’s go.”

Father Song shook the Santana car key in his hand and said to Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin.

After Song Jianguo was promoted to editor-in-chief, the newspaper gave him a black Santana. In the past two years, his living conditions have improved, and there are more people buying motorcycles in the compound.

Private cars are still not very popular, although the Santana of the Song family is far inferior to Wang Junyang’s mother’s luxurious imported Passat.

But it is also an upgrade, from two rounds to four rounds, and it is also very prestigious in the compound.

Song Qiaoxi took all these things in his eyes, and her father and mother were getting better and better in their careers, which made her very happy.

They have also become more confident. Chu Jin and his parents are getting better and better, hoping that they can take good care of them and the family.

Even thinking of the accidents that might happen in the future, the confidence to fight against the operation of bad air is even stronger.

Dad has also improved a lot in his car skills and drove very steadily along the way.

She also thoughtfully rolled down the car window to breathe Song Qiaoxi, Xiao Nuo Tuan did not get motion sickness this time.

Today is the last day before the eleventh holiday. The school only arranges two classes in the morning, after which the whole school will gather in the auditorium.

The primary school attached great importance to this singing competition, and specially invited reporters from Qizhou TV Station to shoot and record video materials, and also invited reporters from newspapers to take pictures. During the first class, the water in Ding Miao’s water glass was accidentally spilled by the tablemate. Today Miaomiao is in a good mood and didn’t get angry with Zhao Xin.

She took the empty kettle and ran to the last row of the classroom, “Xixi, accompany me to the water room to fill the kettle?”

“Okay, go, I’ll accompany you.”

Song Qiaoxi nodded, tugged at the hem of the wide skirt and stood up, holding Miaomiao’s arm affectionately.

“You look so good today. The skirt is like a wedding dress. Who will tie your hair? There are florets on the braid, like an elf!”

Miaomiao pushed his glasses and exclaimed.

Song Qiaoxi lay beside Ding Miao’s ear and whispered, “Chu Jin pierced me. Does it look good?”

“It’s so pretty, it’s so pretty.”

Ding Miao touched her short hair and said enviously.

“I’ll give you a flower.” Without a word, Song Qiaoxi touched a small flower on the braid with one hand and gently plucked it off, “Hi…”

If you accidentally pull the hair, this kind of small hairpin is a bit tight, it is not easy to remove it, and it makes a slight painful sound.

“Did you pull your hair? Oh, it’s so beautiful, don’t move it.”

Ding Miao said quickly.

“No, it doesn’t hurt or it hurts.”

She quickly concealed the past. Since Miaomiao likes it, she can’t let her sister Miao not have flowers on her head.

Song Qiaoxi gently clamped the small flower in her hand on Ding Miao’s head, Miao Miao who had always dressed plainly, because a small yellow flower seemed a lot more lively.

“Miaomiao is also very good-looking now. Next time, let my mother talk to your mother, should I give you long hair? You must look good with braids. I think you are suitable for long hair and are as gentle as Qiu Meng sister.”

Xiao Nuo Tuan looked at Ding Miao, she thought Miao Miao must look good with long hair. Ding Miao and Qiu Meng’s temperament are a bit similar, they are both gentle and graceful beauties.

It’s just that sister Qiu Meng doesn’t wear glasses, Miao Miao will look more quiet because of glasses.

Ding Miao touched the little flower hairpin on her head, sticking out her tongue and smiling, “I’m afraid that my mother would disagree. She is too busy to open a restaurant with her father. She usually doesn’t have time to comb my hair, unlike you, and Chu Jintian Tiantian. Be your exclusive hair stylist.”

The two little girls held hands and just walked to the door of the classroom.

The two people’s attention was on each other, and no one saw them. They rarely come out during the break. Liang Feifei, who sits in the first row, is facing each other with a pen and a yellow bottle of ostrich ink in his hand. Come over.

Liang Feifei was wearing a neat school uniform. From seeing Song Qiaoxi into class wearing this white gauze skirt today, it seemed that she was very unpleasant.

Why did Song Qiaoxi choose the lead singer?

She felt that she sang much better than that little dwarf literary committee. Song Qiaoxi’s voice is so naive, and it sounds like a kitten. What’s so nice?

Are all classmates deaf? !

Liang Feifei even felt that even Chu Jin didn’t care about the accompaniment that Chu Jin played for herself that day. On the second time, Chu Jin played better than the first time.

During the break, Liang Feifei had been observing Song Qiaoxi silently, and seeing that she was very close to Chu end and said something, then she laughed so much that tears were coming out, and she patted Chu Jin on the shoulder twice.

In the impression, Chu Jin had never had any physical contact with his classmates, and he was so indulgent to Song Qiaoxi, and he was not angry when he patted him on the shoulder.

Not only was he not angry, but he also grinned.

Jealous, unhappy, wronged, angry…

Several mixed emotions came to Liang Feifei’s heart together.

She flicked the high ponytail severely, pressed her lips tightly, and stared at the ostrich ink on the table for a few seconds.

I just don’t want Song Qiaoxi to become the lead singer so smoothly…

While Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao walked towards the front of the classroom arm in arm, Liang Feifei deliberately loosened the cap of the ink bottle, holding a pen in the other hand, got up from the seat and walked towards them both.

“Oh…” Liang Feifei screamed, the ink bottle cap in her hand “accidentally” fell to the ground, and the ink spilled on Song Qiaoxi’s skirt. She said unhurriedly, “I’m sorry. Ah, Song Qiaoxi, I didn’t see you and Ding Miao.”

Song Qiaoxi lowered her head and saw that the hem of the snow-white gauze skirt was dyed with a deep dark blue, and there was a “buzz” in her head.

“Liang Feifei, you…”

Ding Miao saw that Xi Xi’s veil skirt was stained with ink, and eagerly took out a tissue from her pocket to help her little girlfriend wipe it.

But such a large stain, and pen ink, seems to be useless to wipe it off with a paper towel.

“I didn’t mean it, you two didn’t look at the way when you came here.” Liang Feifei pouted and said again impatiently, “Besides, I apologize, then I’ll say it again, I’m sorry, Song Qiaoxi.”

“Liang Feifei, what is your attitude? You splashed Song Qiaoxi all over, so you still have reason?”

Ding Miao pointed at her unceremoniously.

Liang Feifei shook her head, and shook the ink bottle in her hand in front of Ding Miao’s eyes, “I didn’t mean it, you believe it or not, you have the ability to sue the teacher.”

After speaking, Liang Feifei strode back to her seat, and threw the ink bottle in a parabolic handle into the trash can in front.

“You did it on purpose, I will go to Teacher Shen…”

Ding Miao squeezed Song Qiaoxi’s wrist to comfort her.

After thinking about it, I still feel that this matter is for the teacher to come forward. Liang Feifei’s attitude is deliberate at first glance.

Miaomiao turned around and ran towards the teacher’s office.

Song Qiaoxi frowned, staying where she was, still thinking about what to do.

There is only one class to perform on stage, and there is no time to “wagon” with Liang Feifei.

The surrounding classmates whispered, as a member of the arts committee, Song Qiaoxi is very popular, and the female classmates in the class came to care about her one after another and raced tissues in her hands.

“Xixi, what’s the matter?”

“What about this skirt, I’ll be on stage soon…”

“Yeah, Xixi, should we go wash it now?”

“The ink is not easy to wash, and it can’t be done…”

……

Staring at the cloud of navy blue spreading on the skirt, Song Qiaoxi heard a familiar and calm voice in her ears, with a dull tone, “What’s the matter?”

Someone pulled his arm.

Lifting his eyes, Chu Jin frowned and stood in front of her with a face of concern. The boy followed her gaze to see the smudge on the hem of the white skirt, and paused for a few seconds.

“Chu Jin, it was Liang Feifei who put ink on Song Qiaoxi’s skirt. I saw that Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao were going out together. Liang Feifei passed by with the ink.”

“Liang Feifei said it wasn’t intentional, but you see her attitude, it must be because you think Xixi has robbed the lead singer…”

“That’s it, I didn’t even wipe it on purpose, but who would show it to me? Even if Song Qiaoxi is not a literary committee, I will not vote for Liang Feifei.”

……

The classmates who were watching, you said something to me, telling the story all the time.

Song Qiaoxi saw Chu Jin’s slender fingers slowly clenched, and there was a cold chill in his eyes. The gentle little prince’s temperament on his body could not be found before.

Chu Jin pushed aside the onlookers, “Let’s let it go.”

He strode to the first row where Liang Feifei was sitting, and asked Liang Feifei, who was sitting on the bench with a cold face, in a cold voice: “Are you on purpose?”

“You…I, I didn’t mean it, I apologized just now, Chu Jin, why did you work with Song Qiaoxi to bully people? I didn’t mean it.”

Liang Feifei didn’t expect Chu Jin to come over, so she only glanced at him, and suddenly her heart lifted up.

The usual arrogant chin can’t wait to rise to the sky, but now Liang Feifei hangs her neck, not daring to look at Chu Jin’s eyes again.

It is understandable that Chu Jin has very beautiful eyes.

It is said to be peach blossom eyes, in fact it is more charming than peach blossom eyes. Although there is no expression on the face when looking at people, those eyes are always calm, and they are not indifferent to getting along with the classmates.

But now, Chu Jin’s eyes were cold and cold, without any temperature, it even seemed to make the back of the spine chill, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

“I, really didn’t mean it. Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao bumped into the ink bottle cap just now…”

Liang Feifei’s voice was getting smaller and smaller, her nails clasped her hands in defense, trying to pretend to be pitiful.

But when he looked up again, he found that Chu Jinren was gone.

Song Qiaoxi tried to wipe the pen water on the skirt with her hand, and looked around. There were too many classmates around, and she couldn’t find Chu Jin.

Where did he go, just now?

He whispered his name: “Chu Jin…”

“Don’t be afraid, I have a way.”

Chu Jin walked into the crowd with a calm tone.

The boy walked up to Song Qiaoxi like a prince in starlight. It seemed that the “sky is going to fall” to the little girl was just a small thing that he could easily accomplish.

“Come with me.”

Suddenly, Chu Jin grabbed her wrist and led Song Qiaoxi out of the classroom.

In the class, they were surrounded by the inner and third floors, and the students on the third and outer floors made a way. The students standing on the periphery were still pinching their necks and looking inside, wondering what happened.

The classmates who were close even chased out of the classroom, wanting to see where they had gone.

Only seeing Song Qiaoxi wearing a white gauze skirt from the back, she was dragged out of the classroom by Chu Jin and walked towards the teacher’s office.

Within a few minutes, the teacher Feng and Ding Miao hurried to the class.

Teacher Feng looked at the bottle cap that fell on the ground and the ink scattered on the ground, and pinched his eyebrows, “What’s going on? There is another class to participate in the singing competition. Is this a fight or something? ?”

“Teacher Feng, Liang Feifei poured ink on Song Qiaoxi’s skirt just now. With such a big pen on her skirt, she is the lead singer of our class singing competition.”

Li Xiaoran, who was sitting in front of Song Qiaoxi, raised his hand and reported to the teacher.

“I didn’t mean it, Li Xiaoran, please make it clear!”

Liang Feifei squinted at Li Xiaoran, put her hands on her chest, deliberately not looking at Teacher Feng.

“Did you know it deliberately? Didn’t it mean that you were not selected during the last class meeting and Song Qiaoxi was selected as the lead singer? Humph.”

Li Xiaoran was not to be outdone, and shook his head like Liang Feifei, fighting for Song Qiaoxi.

“Liang Feifei, come out with me. Ding Miao and Li Xiaoran will also come out. The other students will go back to their seats and sit down. The next section will be Teacher Li’s math class. The math class representative will go and get the workbook.