"Okay, forget it if Cen Mugen doesn't believe you. Don't just mind other people's affairs all day long."
Cen Maosheng couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the phone and hung up, then kicked him, "Hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death."
"oh."
Seeing Cen Mao's anger, Cen Cuizhi could only give up no matter how aggrieved he was.
In the end, I just stamped my feet and ignored it. If you don’t believe it, don’t believe it. Just don’t blame her for not reminding her!
The next day, since several girls joined the study group but were not targeted by Chen Xiaohong's small group, the remaining interested girls all applied to join the study group.
In the end, there were more than fifty students in the class, and only a dozen did not join the study group.
Moreover, because of studying together and the rules of mutual help implemented by Cen Li, the students began to get more and more harmonious with each other, which was completely different from the clique-like atmosphere before.
But Chen Xiaohong's group, in a sense, has become isolated by her classmates.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully changing the atmosphere of the class. The completion rate is 80%. It gained health points for 3 days, 30 points, and photographic memory skills for 15 days. 】
"Huh?" When she heard that it was only 80%, Cen Li couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, "This is not perfect, so what's missing?"
[Back to the host, the class belongs to all students.] At this time, the system gave a prompt.
[All students.] Cen Li reacted immediately, [So, you are saying that Chen Xiaohong and their small group must also make changes for this task to be considered perfect?]
【yes.】
[Okay, I'll take a look again.] Cen Li nodded thoughtfully.
It is not easy for students with such problems to integrate into the group, and it requires certain opportunities. Time passed in a blink of an eye, and Saturday came, and Cen Li made an appointment with Bai Xuanyuan to go to Huang's house.
After leaving the alley, I saw the slender figure of the young man from a distance.
The autumn wind gently blew his broken hair, and occasionally a few fallen leaves fell. The picture was as beautiful as a scene in a comic, revealing his unique ethereal and handsome appearance.
Every time she looks at Bai Xuanyuan, Cen Li can't help but admire him. The boss is really an existence favored by the Creator. It's so perfect.
After walking in, Cen Li showed her sweet dimples and waved to Bai Xuanyuan, "Xuanyuan."
"Um."
Seeing Cen Li, Bai Xuanyuan also looked at her, his clear eyes filled with the warmth of autumn.
"I've kept you waiting for a long time. I suddenly found my hair tie when I went out today, so I was delayed for a while." Cen Li told her daily story.
"No...ahem...I just arrived too." As a result, Cenli was stunned as soon as Bai Xuanyuan opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse and dry, completely different from the usual Chunche.
She was startled and said quickly, "What's wrong with your voice? Do you have a cold?"
"No...no." Hearing this, Bai Xuanyuan's face turned slightly red, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to press his throat and said, "If I guessed correctly, it should be the Yuansheng period."
"Ah, yes, you are already 12 years old, and it is indeed almost time for you to change your voice." Cen Li breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to talk, "The voice-changing period is very important for boys. From today on, you
You have to pay attention to protecting your throat, don't eat spicy food, don't shout loudly, drink more water, and take good care of your throat."
"Well, okay, I'll listen to you."
The two of them walked side by side, and Cen Li talked all the way. Bai Xuanyuan looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and he nodded to everything he said.
The road was filled with the sound of girls like silver bells.