Chapter 799 The Most Romantic Thing - Good Sister (Part 1)
"why are you laughing?"
Director Deng looked at Ouyang Fuqian and couldn't help but laugh.
"nothing."
Ouyang Fu smiled lightly, looked at Director Deng, and lowered his eyes, "It seems that Xia Yang's grades are average."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
Director Deng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled gently: "Who is Xia Yang? Are you familiar with each other?"
Ouyang Fu heard this, looked at Director Deng, and smiled lightly: "I'm just a childhood playmate. I haven't contacted him for many years. I only recently found out that he is also studying here."
"Childhood playmate? Then he..."
Ouyang Fuqian clearly saw Director Deng's slightly frowned brows, and also saw Director Deng's somewhat meaningful smile as he looked towards her.
"Haha." Ouyang Fu smiled and said nothing, turned and left.
When she walked out of the mahogany door of the teaching office and turned to the left, she glanced at Director Deng in the office and found that Director Deng was looking at her, so she smiled and walked straight forward.
Xia Yang will receive Director Deng’s attention from now on!
She didn't say anything!
After walking out of the stairs of the office building, Ouyang Fuqian raised his head and looked towards the third floor, smiled slightly, and then looked towards the teaching building.
With just one glance, she saw a young man standing next to an antique Chinese style street lamp in front of the square of the teaching building, near the main road Jing Road, looking towards here.
Xia Yang?
Ouyang Fuqian was slightly startled, how could this child have the habit of standing at street lights?
She has found out several times!
It’s just that the wheat-black Xia Yang and the dark red stroke of the street lamp really complement each other!
The more I look at it, the darker it gets!
Little guy, you are not good at aesthetics!
Why don't Aunt Lan and Xia Tian give you some guidance?
guide?
Haha, I suddenly thought of my first encounter with Xia Yang at the beginning of school, and a smile appeared on my lips.
I guess Aunt Lan can't do anything with Xia Yang, who has quite a bit of personality.
Thinking of this, Ouyang Fuqian looked at Xia Yang not far away again.
As if she had noticed something, she saw Xia Yang looking towards Hao, and the next second, he turned away.
Ha! Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but roll his eyes!
This little guy is like this every time! When he realized that she saw him, he looked away coldly.
Very cool!
Ouyang Fu turned around, turned right, and walked toward the door under the pillars of the office building.
He doesn't want to see her?! Do you think she wants to see him?
What was only a trace of sympathy at first suddenly changed.
This little guy is a bit unpleasant!
Then, she just fulfilled him!
Notice from the main road, everyone goes to one side!
After crossing the south gate of the office building, exiting through the back gate, and before reaching Jingshu Road, the bell rang for class.
Looking around, I found that the huge campus suddenly became empty. There was no one around, but there were still people trotting towards the teaching building in my mind.
Some students poured out of the north gate of the teaching school building and walked towards the playground. Physical education class?
Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but quicken her pace. Her classroom was at the east end of the teaching building, on the third floor. If she walked faster, she would be in the classroom when the bell rang.
When I walked to Jingsue Road, I saw a few classmates trotting towards me on the left.
She stepped back subconsciously, not bad!
If she had taken two steps faster just now, she would have been hit!
There are so many classes taking physical education today!
Ouyang Fuqian glanced at the classmates running past one after another and slowed down.
She casually glanced to the left, past the figures running towards her one after another, and saw Xia Yang, who was still standing there and looking eastward under the dark red Chinese-style street lamp!
Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but shuddered.
What is this little guy looking at? The school bell has rang, can’t you hear it?
Ouyang Fuqian raised his head and looked at the sky. It was afternoon now. He was basking in the sun, but the sun was not in the east either!
The next second, someone bumped into her unexpectedly. Ouyang Fuqian was knocked to the right and moved two steps to the right. In an instant, she lowered her head and looked to her side.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you, I just ran too fast, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
A boy with a crew cut looked at her nervously and apologized profusely!
A figure flashed past my eyes and stopped instantly.
"Luo Yuan, what are you doing?"
A voice came over.
"Luo Yuan, let's go, class is about to begin." "Hurry up, Luo Yuan."
Ouyang Fuqian looked at the few people who had stopped, then his eyes fell on the boy in his life who was still apologizing repeatedly, and he opened his mouth: "No..."
Before he could finish his words, a very loud voice came over.
"You guys are surrounding a girl, what's going on? You deserve a beating, don't you?"
Looking around, Ouyang Fuqian saw Shangguan Chen and Xia Tian standing on her right.
"Let's..." "Let's go quickly."
Several boys dispersed in an instant and ran towards the playground, leaving only the boy with the crew cut with a shy look on his face.
"I accidentally bumped into this female classmate just now. I really didn't mean it. I..."
"Okay!" Xia Tian raised his hand, "Hurry up and get out of here, don't stand here and be an eyesore."
"I..." The boy with the flat hair suddenly turned red, glanced at Xia Tian, and then at Ouyang Fuqian, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."
"Are you okay?" Shangguan Chen's gentle voice sounded, and the hand that was originally in his pocket was instantly placed on Ouyang Fuqian's shoulder, "Are you injured anywhere?"
"No." Ouyang Fuqian looked at Shangguan Chen, saw the concern on his face, and then laughed, "I'm fine."
"That's good." Shangguan Chen nodded and looked at the boy with a crew cut, "Which grade are you in? You walk so carelessly."
"I, I," the boy with the crew cut glanced at the boys about ten meters ahead, glanced at Shangguan Chen and then at Ouyang Fuqian, "I'm in the first year of junior high..."
"Okay, okay," Xia Tian waved his hand, "It doesn't matter how many shifts you have, just hurry up and get out of here, so as not to stand here and be an eyesore."
The boy with the crew cut looked shy and looked at the three people in front of him.
"It's okay, you can go."
Ouyang Fu smiled lightly and said, "If you don't excuse me, you will be late for class."
"..." The boy with the crew cut looked at Ouyang Fuqian.
"Why don't you get out and stay here and wait to be beaten?" Xia Tian glared, "Be careful when you walk in the future. If you continue to be so short-sighted, I'll beat you up."
The boy with the crew cut held his tongue, said nothing, turned around and left.
After walking a few meters, he turned around and looked at them twice. Together with a few boys, he turned left and ran towards the steps of the playground.
"The child who deserves a beating." Xia Tian stood over, blocking Ouyang Fuqian's sight as he glanced to the right, "Xiao Qian, you are too tempered."
"..." Ouyang Fuqian was startled, "He didn't mean it, it was me who suddenly stopped while walking..."
Ouyang Fuqian turned his head slightly and looked to the left. The figure was no longer under the street lamp.
After a quick glance, he immediately looked away.
Just now, I was hit because I glanced at Xia Yang too many times. Now, I need to remember a little longer.
"Ah?" Xia Tian was surprised, "You are easy to talk to. Let's go. Let's go to class."
After saying that, he walked forward.
"Let's go, Xiaoqian, it's time for class."
Shangguan Chen patted Ouyang Fuqian on the shoulder, withdrew his hand and put it into his pocket again, with a gentle look on his face.
"Okay." Ouyang Fu responded lightly, nodded, and looked at Shangguan Chen, "Let's go."
From the corner of my eye, I saw someone walking by and looking at them with cold eyes...