When Ning Zhen went to class in the afternoon, her high fever had subsided, but she was a little weak.

When she came, the eyes of everyone in the class fell on her.

Xia Xiaoshi was nibbling on the potato chips, she bit the potato chips, and she handed them to Ning Zhen, saying, "Zhen Zhen, your friend Tong Jia cried in the morning!"

Ning Zhen felt a little dizzy, and subconsciously let out a cry.

Xia Xiaoshi explained: "She took out your previous grades in No. 3 Middle School, and many people said it wasn't true. She and those people scolded and scolded and cried."

Xia Xiaoshi was like a storyteller: "Then Chen Dongshu took Xie Yu over and asked everyone to open the post bar to see. Wow, guess what?"

She couldn't guess, she only knew that Xia Xiaoshi's expression was too exaggerated, and everyone in the class was looking over here.

"Good guy, Yu Shanshan did it! She put the note in your admission ticket, and Xie Yu came out to testify against her. You said how bad Yu Shanshan is! It's really vicious. I didn't expect it. Xie Yu looks very annoying, this time with such a sense of justice."

"What Yu Shanshan did... Tong Jia cried?" Ning Zhen looked at her watch, she had fifteen minutes to go to class. "Xiao Shi, I'll go to class two."

Outside the balcony of Class 2, Chen Dongshu was chatting with Tong Jia, and they both looked good as brothers.

"Ha! That bad woman, evil will be rewarded, it's her responsibility for Zhen Zhen to suffer!"

Chen Dongshu nodded, and it was written on his face that you were right.

"Hmph, hiding in a class without seeing anyone, I'll see what she will do this time."

"Tong Jia?"

Tong Jia turned her head and patted off Chen Dongshu's hand on her shoulder.

"Zhen Zhen!" Tong Jiafei rushed over and looked at her face, "Are you alright, I'm worried to death."

Ning Zhen smiled: "I'm fine, don't worry. What about you, why are you crying?"

Tong Jia Duzui: "Who is crying, I'm just a little excited! They wronged you like that, are they annoying, a group of people who are full of food and have nothing to do with their mouths full of shit, hum, now you know the truth!"

"Thank you, Jiajia." Ning Zhen said sincerely.

Chen Dongshu was listening, and came over with a smile: "Student Ning Zhen, why don't you thank me? I also helped a lot, didn't I?"

Ning Zhen nodded, "Thank you, Chen Dongshu."

Chen Dongshu was embarrassed: "Hey, I'm just joking, thank you..."

He was speechless for a moment, remembering that the person who should be thanked was hiding his merit and fame, and remembering that Brother Zhi was still the culprit, he coughed twice embarrassingly.

Ning Zhen made sure that Tong Jia was all right, so she went downstairs to the classroom and went back to the classroom. Chen Dongshu went down with her.

Before turning the corner, Ning Zhen stopped.

Yu Shanshan stood outside the seventh class, and Lu Zhi turned his back to them and stood in front of Yu Shanshan.

With a casual look, he put his hands in his pockets and looked at the green plane trees outside. There was a sneer on Yu Shanshan's face: "Lu Zhi, that's how you treat me, kill them all?"

Lu Zhi rubbed his temples sleepily and looked at her impatiently.

"That's all you said? I'm not interested in listening, I'm going back."

Yu Shanshan's voice sharpened: "Two months! Don't you have any feelings for me at all?"

With her voice, not only the seventh class people stretched their necks to look out, but Ning Zhen also raised her eyes slightly.

Chen Dongshu sighed, holding brother yo holding brother, the romantic debt is difficult to repay. He was still a little gloating about misfortune in his heart. In this scene, one is a girl who likes Brother Zhi, but behind Brother Zhi stands a little girl who he likes to death, and a group of onlookers who only dare to watch from afar.

Chen Dongshu grinned secretly, and here he is, the drama he had been waiting for was finally staged.

He didn't want to remind Brother Zhi, hello, your little baby is watching.

He will also be watching.

Lu Zhi curled his lips and sneered: "Emotions? What is it?"

It was clear to him that it was just a game bet for him.

Yu Shanshan couldn't stand his indifferent look, her face changed a bit, and finally she smiled softly: "Oh, you're fresh for a while, no matter who it is, if you're fresh, it's boring, Lu Zhi, you like this People, whoever likes you is unlucky!"

Manager Lu didn't even bother to pay attention to her, only to hear the girl's noisy voice. He raised his eyes indifferently: "Have you said enough, go back when you have said enough."

Yu Shanshan picked the corner of her mouth and went upstairs. Glancing at Ning Zhen and Chen Dongshu, he looked away coldly.

When Lu Zhi turned around, he saw two people standing there.

He subconsciously frowned and looked at Ning Zhen.

Her complexion was white, and her lips were red because of the fever. Ning Zhen didn't look at him and silently entered the classroom.

Lu Zhi's face was not very good-looking.

Chen Dongshu was smiling in his heart, but his face was innocent. He sat in the back and didn't enter through the front door. When passing by Lu Zhi, he held back his laughter and pretended to be in pain: "Brother Zhi, coax your little one to be fine."

Lu Zhi kicked his ass: "Go away."

When he returned to the classroom, Ning Zhen had just taken out the scratch paper and planned to do the math.

Lu Zhi's slender fingers pressed on the white paper. Ning Zhen pulled, but didn't move, she raised her eyes to look at him.

His dark and deep eyes revealed a bit of anxiety: "What did you hear?"

Ning Zhen sighed: "I didn't hear anything."

Lu Zhixin is a ghost, he frowned: "I really have nothing to do with her."

"Um."

"I have nothing to do with anyone, I just want to have something with you."

Xia Xiaoshi, who was eavesdropping in the back row, swallowed. Roaring inside, ah ah ah ah, Lu Zhi really likes Zhen Zhen... but she only dared to watch.

"Lu Zhi."

"Um?"

Ning Zhen calmly said: "You loosen your fingers, I have to do the math."

Lu Zhi was a little irritable: "Can you believe me?" He wanted to shred Chen Dongshu's body now, but he didn't listen to what Yu Shanshan forced him to, and he didn't know where to explain it.

Ning Zhen simply ignored him and worked out the problem on the other half of the scratch paper.

She doesn't look like she's jealous or angry, she's still a little serious. Lu Zhi glanced down, her coordinate axes were all beautifully drawn.

He didn't know what to do.

Ugh.

"Ning Zhen, I don't smoke anymore. During this time, I didn't fight or cause trouble, right?"

She still didn't look at him, her two small fan-like eyelashes were drooping and trembling occasionally.

He was domineering, reached out and raised her chin and made her look at him. The two of them looked at each other, and he let go again like an electric shock.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm getting better."

Be as beautiful as you are, and be worthy of you.

The hair on the boy's forehead moved slightly, so close, she seemed to be able to see the broken light in his eyes.

Pretty as a star.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips.

In the evening, Ning Zhen received a long-lost call.

"Zhen Zhen, have you missed your grandmother? How are you doing recently?" The old man smiled and spoke softly.

Her eyes were a little sour for a moment: "I think, I miss you and grandpa so much."

After she was reborn, she called the two elderly people, but the voice told her that she was in arrears. Grandpa and grandmother didn't like to use mobile phones.

Ning Zhen topped up the money for them, and no one answered the phone again. The second old man can't be idle, and often goes out without his mobile phone.

Grandma looked in a good mood, watching grandpa kill chickens in the yard.

From time to time there were a few roosters crowing over there.

Ning Zhen smiled: "Grandma, I'm going to have summer vacation soon. How about visiting you during the vacation?"

"Not this year." Grandma said mysteriously, "You have better things to do."

"what is the matter?"

"That national dance competition for middle school students, you participated in the junior high school and won the first prize. Isn't it held again this year? You fight for your grandmother and come back with the first prize."

Ning Zhen was silent for a moment, the wind of the summer night blew in from the window, and the air was lightly scented with flowers.

She whispered, "grandmother, I'm sorry, I haven't danced. I haven't danced in a long time."

She didn't skip it again in the first year of high school. It was her sixteen-year-old flexible body, but her soul hadn't danced in four years.

She is no longer Ning Zhen who was applauded by thousands of people on the stage in the third year of junior high school. She is now a high school girl who wears a schoolbag, reads to and from school honestly, and is no different from everyone.

There was silence for a moment.

After a while, the grandfather changed to answer the phone. The old man had a rough temper, "Zhen Zhen, did Ning Haiyuan forbid you to dance? Why didn't you tell your grandfather and grandma? He Ning Haiyuan really takes himself seriously, does he have such a talent for his daughter?"

Ning Zhen lowered her eyes and curled her fingers: "Grandpa, don't blame Dad."

"We were also very uncomfortable with that incident back then. If Ning Haiyuan hated it, he would hate our two old men and old women..."

Grandma grabbed the phone: "Okay, stop talking."

"Zhen Zhen, do what you want. Grandma knows you like it, and now we rarely come to your house. Xu Qian has a hot temper, but she shouldn't be a bad person, you have a bad life. Be sure to tell us. You are about to be in your third year of high school, aren't you? Study hard, and your grandmother supports you. The deadline for the competition registration is July 10, and your grandmother respects your decision."

Ning Zhen took out the album locked in the drawer.

Flicking her fingers across the light pink pattern, she opened the album.

The first page of the photo is of my mother, wearing ballet clothes, holding flowers and raising her chin slightly, she is very beautiful.

She then scrolled down, and many childhood photos were taken by her mother when she was dancing. From a little girl to a big girl, turning to the last one is a group photo.

Holding the gold cup in her hand, she smiled brightly, with a little shyness mixed in.

Ning Zhen in the third year of junior high, like a half-open flower, green and beautiful.

In the photo, a red banner hangs on the top, "The 6th National Middle School Student Dance Competition".

Ning Zhen was a little lost.

That's her too. The self who has been away for a long time.

Ning Zhen, who even Lu Zhi had never seen before.