Sang Li sprained her ankle and failed to make an outing. She had to lie at home for a few more days.

She is not an idle person. Xiaomian is going to a private school during the day. She is really bored by her family alone, so she borrowed a few books from Yan Qiuyuan to read.

The results of the big test came out soon, and Qu Qingmian lived up to expectations and got a place to enter the inner room.

Jiang Liuxin was nervous and expectant. After hearing the Master announce his name, he completely let go of his heart and looked at the boy with a smile.

After pronounced five more names, the Master stroked his beard: "This last one who successfully entered the inner room was really surprising. I think you will be surprised if you say his name."

"Who?"

"have no idea."

"The Master said that, he must be at the bottom of the weekdays, right?"

When Chen Sanshi heard this, he shouted excitedly: "Is it possible that it is me? Don't dream, right?"

The atmosphere suddenly boiled and many people started to tease each other.

"You are indeed the bottom, and you are indeed dreaming."

"If you go into the inner room, you might as well have expectations for me."

"So who is it?"

The Master smiled and revealed the answer directly: "He Zhao, congratulations."

The school was silent for a moment, and then it became even more boiling, but no one dared to say anything, just a few clamors. After all, who is He Zhao? I don’t know how many people in the town have been bullied by him, who dares to say about him.

He entered the inner room and shocked everyone. Everyone saw He Zhao's changes, but who could have thought that the progress was so rapid.

Several people around He Zhao patted his shoulder with emotion.

"sure!"

"Brother He did it."

"The nearly two months of hard work day and night has not been in vain."

They were all learned together by He Zhao, and they have made a lot of progress this time. I am still very happy. This is the first time I have experienced the sense of accomplishment of getting good comments.

He Zhao's eyes were dark, and in fact he was also very surprised and surprised. In order to wait for the results, he was so anxious that he couldn't sleep well for several nights.

When I heard the Master pronounce his name, my mind exploded. After a while, I came to my senses. The young man couldn't help but feel the spirit on my face.

Qu Qingmian packed up his things and was about to leave to follow the Master to the Nei She School. Chen Sanshi smiled and stood up and said, "Brother Qu, I will go to find you often."

After being classmates for several months, Qu Qingmian actually rarely responded. He glanced at the dark boy who was as enthusiastic as ever, and he nodded faintly.

Jiang Liuxin followed up nervously and wanted to take the initiative to invite him to sit together. However, as soon as he took two steps, one of them suddenly rushed over from behind and blocked in front, "Enter the inner room, sit at the same table as me."

She looked up stiffly, looking at it was He Zhao, and she was afraid and angry for a moment, and blushed, "I don't want it!"

He Zhao raised his eyebrows, and walked forward without entanglement.

When Jiang Liuxin arrived at the Nei She School, she found that He Zhao was already sitting next to Qu Qingmian, and raised her chin and smiled sneeredly at her.

Jiang Liuxin:...

He Zhao withdrew his gaze and turned his head to glance at the boy beside him.

His idea was very simple, that is, Jiang Liuxin didn't want to sit with him, so she didn't want to sit with this kid.

He doesn't like Qu Qingmian, but I have to say that this kid is indeed better than his peers. He just came over and asked to sit together with him with a provocative meaning.

This kid is neither panicked nor timid, he just left a casual sentence. How can he say it? It's quite a bit of a kind, which makes people dislike it, but he can't hate it either.

The snow fell particularly early this year, and it fell in mid-November.

Sang Li is particularly afraid of the cold. There is no floor heating or air conditioning in this world. She is still cold when she wraps it inside and outside. She doesn't dare to leave the brazier at all.

Fortunately, I have saved a lot of money in the past six months. Sang Li happily decided not to go out in winter, so she stayed at home to read books and learn calligraphy and roast a brazier.

At that time, the two little chicks had grown fat and strong and very round under her feeding.

Looking at the heavy snow flying outside and the two fat chickens that were so cold under the eaves that they were clamoring together, Sang Li thought they were too pitiful, so it would be better to eat them early, so you can get less freezing.

In the evening, the steaming chicken soup was placed on the table.

There was already a layer of white snow outside, and many people cheered and played outside. Zhao Cuicui ran over happily, "Sister Lili, I'll give it to you!"

Sang Li turned around and saw that the little girl was holding a little snowman in her hand. She was not very beautiful, but she pressed her hard and could tell that she was made with care. Her hands were also red with cold.

She hurriedly took the little snowman and scooped her a bowl of hot chicken soup, "Cuicui, come and eat some hot things, don't freeze your hands, as it will be itchy and uncomfortable if you have sores."

Zhao Cuicui nodded obediently, "Thank you Sister Lili for your soup."

Sang Li: "I want to thank your snowman, too, I like it very much."

She was already full and had a heat all over her body. She looked at the little snowman twice and went to see the snow in the yard. Her mind was ready to move, "Cuicui finished eating, can we go to have a snowball fight?"

Zhao Cuicui smiled until her eyes narrowed into two slits, "Okay!"

Sang Li went to see Qu Qingmian again: "Xiaomian, can you go play together?"

Just listening to the movement outside, you can tell how lively it was. Sang Li thought of her world. When she was in school, everyone was very excited every time it snowed and ran out to play with the snow with joy.

Qu Qingmian put down the bowls and chopsticks, "Not good."

Sang Li was used to his refusal, and when Cuicui finished eating, she led the little girl out.

The sky was dark, and lanterns were hung on the eaves of the corridor, which was hazy, but the snow on the ground was clearly visible. Figures were running with smiles, most of them were children in their teens.

Zhao Cuicui was still young, so Sang Li naturally couldn't hit her with a snowball. The two of them pinched each other to see who threw it higher, or choose a branch to see who could hit it first.

The two of them also ran to a downhill place. Sang Li pulled Cui Cui tightly and led her down. The little girl smiled crisply and laughed happily, and she would fall into Sang Li's arms.

The child’s innocence and laughter are the most infectious, and Sang Li is particularly happy to have fun.

When Cuicui was tired of playing and sent her back, Sang Li didn't feel cold. Instead, she became enthusiastic about running around and was still having fun.

Sang Li squeezed two snowballs, loose and untruded, and returned to the house.

Qu Qingmian was reading a book in the main hall with candlelight.

Sang Li ran over with a smile, "Xiaomian, don't you really want to play with snow?"

The boy ignored it.

Sang Li smashed the snowball in his hand with lightning speed and giggled, "Then I'm not polite!"

After saying that, he smashed another one.

One hit his clothes and spread out, sticking some snow particles, and the other hit his forehead, dyeing one of his eyebrows and eyelashes white.

Seeing him turning to see him, Sang Li smiled so hard that he bent down and ran out to squeeze the snowball again.

After she pinched two snowballs and stood up, she found that the boy had already walked out. She hurriedly ran outside, "Xiaomian, you said you don't play with snow, you have to keep your word!"

After that, she got angry with the Du Hulu. Sang Li ran away. A snowball hit from behind, which was different from what she squeezed it away. The snowball was so tight that it was not painful. Fortunately, she was wearing thick clothes, but it was afraid that it would be uncomfortable to hit the head.

Sang Li turned around and quickly smashed the two snowballs in her hand to fight back, one hitting the crooked and the other was dodged. Seeing the boy suddenly rushing towards her with long legs, she was so scared that she screamed and ran forward with all her might.

But she could not win, and she was grabbed on the back collar. Without waiting for mercy, a snowball pressed her on her head.

"Are you still playing?"

Sang Li was so angry that she begged for mercy, "I won't play anymore, Xiaomian, I know I'm wrong, I shouldn't hit you with a snowball."

She quietly put a huge snowball on the ground with her hands. Taking advantage of the moment when the collar of her back was loosened, she turned around and threw her head over.

Sang Li used force to smash the ball, and her feet slipped unexpectedly and rushed forward, while the person behind her was still standing there without having time to leave.

The snowball smashed away, and Qu Qingmian's vision was blocked by a vast white area. Soon a pair of hands pushed against his chest. The sudden force suddenly hit him. He was pressed and fell on the snow.

With his reaction ability, he could flip the air in the instant he landed, but then Sang Li would fall to the ground firmly.

He didn't move and became a human mat.

Sang Li was a little confused when she fell down and fell on Xiaomian and looked at her eyes, she reacted in panic.

Her hand was still pressing on his chest, and the thin and slender boy was unexpectedly solid.

Sang Li's face turned red, and she quickly let go of her hand and stood up straight. She realized that it was inappropriate to sit on him. She got up in a hurry, "Xiaomian, I didn't mean it."

What did she do? It wasn't enough to smash his snowball, but she even smashed herself directly. It must be painful for him to fall this time!

Sang Li quickly stretched out his hand, "I'll pull you up."

Qu Qingmian lowered her eyelashes, ignored the hand, and stood up and walked back.

Sang Li knew that he was in the wrong, so he followed him carefully and coaxed him. When he entered the house, he quickly added a brazier and burned hot water.

The boy was always calm and could not see his emotions.

Sang Li thought that Xiaomian would not get angry because of smashing his snowball.

Looking back on how she dared to do this just now, Sang Li realized that she was different from the careful she used to treat Xiaomian as a child, but she couldn't say why.

I only vaguely knew that she used to be extremely patient and gentle because of guilt. She was enough to treat Xiaomian with only one mind and would not care about how cold feedback he gave.

But now, she will have expectations for the boy when she sprained her ankle. When she was rejected, she felt so aggrieved that she wanted to cry. He took the initiative to carry her back, and she could be so happy that her heart was bubbled.

She would be arrogant and playful and smashed him with a snowball. She was caught and hit him back. When the snowball hit him so much that it hurt, she would be a little angry, as if she thought he wouldn't bear it.
To be continued...