Chapter 23: Love poems

"Do you know which class Zhang Haotian belongs to? Thank you, I am in a hurry to find him!"
The next day, Lin Xingchen was crazy. The more she thought, the more she felt the draft of the love poem she wrote was in her and Zhang Haotian's workbook.
That guy is so strange, if he saw it, wouldn't he have another big trouble?
Can't wait to meet today after school, Lin Xingchen took the initiative to attack, but the classmates knew nothing about Zhang Haotian, at most a few members of the Eight Diagrams Association knew a little about it. It is said that he enrolled halfway after the start of school this year, and he didn't come to school very much, so the information was lacking.
As always, Lu Yibai sat on his stool to study the Olympiad, but only saw Lin Xingchen so anxiously inquire about Zhang Haotian's class, which made his heart sore.
I just met, why did it fall like this? He looked at his projection in the window somewhat disappointed, and gradually fell into self-doubt.
It wasn't until the computer class that Lin Xingchen was resurrected. Because on the way to the computer classroom, she found a familiar figure came out of the computer classroom-Zhang Haotian!
"Zhang Haotian, I seemed to confuse our two homework books yesterday. Can you give it to me later? I will have English classes later."
Zhang Haotian took out Lin Xingchen's workbook from the file bag he carried with him, and asked with some triumph: "I'm afraid it's not just that workbook, is it? Say, I just saw each other, so I can't wait to like it. me?"
Obviously, he must have found the love letter draft that he accidentally caught in the homework book.
"Yeah!" Lin Xingchen jumped up and waved her arms and shook her head in denial. She didn't want the gossip leader in the class to know about this matter. "This is a misunderstanding! I wrote it for others."
"Oh." Zhang Haotian showed a suspicious expression, "Since you say so, then I pretend to listen to you. However, your English is really surprisingly good."
"Hey?" Looking at Zhang Haotian's expressions that seemed to be both laughing and crying, Lin Xingchen suddenly realized that his work was helped by the squad leader yesterday.
"Unfortunately, the teacher pulled me out and said that I can't be all right in English. Even the girls who helped me with other subject assignments were found together this time."
what? Are there other girls who help him with other subjects?
Zhang Haotian said sadly and jokingly: "So the agreement had to be temporarily suspended, and I will come to you when I have thought of the new compensation." After handing over the workbook and letter paper to Lin Xingchen, Zhang Haotian said goodbye and left.
What a terrible boy!
Not far away, Zhang Haotian turned his head again. This time, his eyes were filled with a slightly different shy look.
After getting his homework and love poems, Lin Xingchen finally relaxed.
"Stars, what happened to the poems?" Luo Qinge couldn't wait to ask Lin Xingchen.
"Well, it's already conceived, what kind of style do you probably want?"
"Well, I think Kazakhstan, the style of writing can be that kind of fresh and refined without losing elegance, lively and cute without losing domineering, it is better to have a lonely, free, wandering feel! ..."
"Hey, are you sure you want a love poem?"
"Of course, this is about the ultimate event in your brother Qin's life. You have to be careful."
Lin Xingchen made an OK gesture: "It can be done before school today."
"Then if we go early after school today, let's go to the hot and sour powder and rub it, this time don't be particularly spicy."
"it is good!"
The so-called computer class is the time to run to QQ or a small game website after quickly completing the tasks assigned by the teacher.
Lin Xingchen and Luo Qinge are no exception, but as girls, they prefer to visit the forum or QQ space.
"Xingxing, now I think I'm more and more confident." Luo Qinge secretly opened Fang Qi's QQ space and said, "Knowing yourself and knowing each other, you can win a hundred battles. From his space, I know more about him Things, there are even some fun little secrets. "
It wasn't until this time that Lin Xingchen realized that he had completely forgotten the space after the transfer.
Can you know more about him and some fun little secrets? Lin Xingchen didn't know why. The first figure that appeared in her mind was Lu Yibai.
Well, the plan is feasible. If I can seize the squad leader's black material and handle, I will never be afraid of his unbridled one-way output in the future.
"Master Squad?"
Lu Yibai saw Lin Xingchen come together and silently minimized the forum page just opened: "What's the matter?"
"Can you tell me your QQ number?"
As a low-key actor who had long guessed Lin Xingchen's intentions, Lu Yibai replied lightly: "If it is just to find my shady, I refuse."
"Well ... okay, but what if it wasn't for that purpose?" Lin Xingchen smiled sweetly and sillyly, but this time the foolishness was mixed with cleverness.
Huh, want to routine me? I'm not as stupid as you.
"Look at your performance." Lu Yibai replied lightly, still did not give QQ number to Lin Xingchen.
"Stars, stars, your QQ flashes, as if someone has added your friends."
Hearing the hint of Luo Qinge, Lin Xingchen hurriedly turned around and saw a strange invitation popped up in his verification message.
"Strange, how come I have not used QQ in Yiling Middle School?"
"This person should know you and be called ... The God of Cars?" Luo Qinge was a bit spicy when he saw the name of the friend who applied for it. It's turned over again. "
Ten minutes ago? Computer class? Lin Xingchen was suddenly smart!
"Can't it be Zhang Haotian?"
Lu Yibai praised in his heart, this time, the consciousness is quite fast. But why is it so dull and stupid and stupid in front of me?
Through the gap between Lin Xingchen and Luo Qinge, Lu Yibai moved his eyes slightly, keeping Lin Xingchen's QQ number in his heart, and then opened the QQ space and secretly read it.
Does this guy called the sun car need to so clearly spread his footprints and message brush presence in other people's spaces? The exaggerated guy is as exaggerated as his online name. Lu Yibai couldn't help vomiting in his heart.
...
"This lesson will be handed over to everyone. If you have any questions, you can come and ask me. You can start your homework after finishing the class exercises." In the math class, Fang Daqiang arranged today's class exercises together with homework.
Lin Xingchen urgently started to use her brain, and after finishing the class exercises, she quietly pulled out the draft love poems and greeting cards. For the happiness and youth of Qin Ge, it must be completed before school!
Lu Yibai has been watching with Yu Guang, he feels his heart is bleeding.
"There are stars on your eyelashes, and your eyes fall when you blink ..." The Chinese poetry is also accompanied by an English trilogy, which is really a lot of thought.
Why haven't you been so serious in studying? !
Huh huh.
Lu Yibai has the feeling of being a stupid cat who has been raised for a long time in his own family, and was thrown away by someone throwing a fish.
But when he saw that Luo Qinge kept urging Lin Xingchen with his mouth, Lu Yibai only reacted. It turned out that the love poem was written by Lin Xingchen for Luo Qinge. The hours of oppression disappeared in an instant.
call. Fortunately.
Lin Xingchen carefully transcribed the love poem written on the draft paper on the greeting card. Just as the person who was about to fill out the bill was ready, she was shocked by the chill and immediately withdrew the draft, but only one card was left floating in the corridor between the seats, or at the foot of Fang Daqiang.
"Huh?" Fang Daqiang picked up the greeting card with his reading glasses. "Classmate Ning Xingchen, did you write this?"
"Teacher, I ..."
"There are stars on your eyelashes, and your eyes fall when you blink. Your wings have wings, which is my pure white imagination. There are mountains and glaciers in your heart. When you raise the corner of your mouth, even the sun fades."
"Wow, love poem ..."
The whole class whispered. After all, this kind of thing is the most concerned thing in adolescence.
Luo Qinge saw that Lin Xingchen was in trouble because of helping himself, and he was worried. She is brewing, if Fang Daqiang continues to question, then she will come forward and admit that she will never let Lin Xingchen carry it.
But the best situation is to let Fang Daqiang not know that the love letter is related to Lin Xingchen, just to fall from her direction. When everyone's heart mentioned his throat, Lu Yibai suddenly stood up.
"Report teacher, this was written by other girls in class today. I haven't had time to deal with it."
"Oh, how did it fall from her hand?" Teacher Fang asked meaningfully.
"I want to write a three-line poem for my English homework. I'll learn it for her. This poem is very well written. Both Chinese and English have a rhyme. The most important thing is to write down my advantages."
Everyone heard the squad leader teasing his humor and laughing, but Lin Xingchen bowed his head embarrassedly.
"Do not laugh!"
Fang Daqiang looked at the greeting card again and found that there was really no payment, and he said nothing.
"Your anger, you as the class leader, remember to lead by example, don't be distracted by this kind of thing. Remember, cherish your grades, and stay away from early love!"
"Thank you for reminding me, I know."
Seeing Fang Daqiang finally turned around, Lin Xingchen and Luo Qinge were both paralyzed in their seats.
Luo Qinge couldn't help but stick out his tongue: "Treasure life, stay away from Fang Daqiang."
Sunlight came in from the window and shone on Lu Yibai's face. His throat knot seemed to squirm, but he didn't say it after all.
If you can, I want you to write me a ...
"Squad leader, woo, thank you! Then this letter was written on my behalf, not me ..."
"I know, otherwise I won't help you." Lu Yibai replied faintly, but there was a smile that he couldn't hide.
"When you raise the corner of your mouth, even the sun fades."
Even Lin Xingchen didn't know herself. When she wrote this love poem, the flash in her heart was the figure of the boy in white beside her.