Chapter 11 Accompanying

That afternoon, Wen Wenyao found Qin Ruixi.

It seems that Qin Ruixi is in a good mood now, sitting across from Wen Wenyao, still peeking at Wen Wenyao from time to time.

"Why are you okay with class F today?"

The indifferent expression on Wen Wenyao's face indicated that she did not joke more with Qin Ruixi.

"Class F is still the same. If you don't wear school uniforms, the deduction of points is justified."

"Where's Song Nanqiao? What reason did you deduct her points for?"

"Who told you that?"

Hearing this, the expression on Qin Ruixi's face began to look bad. It is impossible for people from class F to complain to Wen Wenyao. There is only one possibility, that is, one of the team members on duty today is playing with Wen Wenyao. Report.

"It seems to be true." Wen Wenyao took a sip of tea and glanced at Qin Ruixi. There was no emotion in his tone, but it made Qin Ruixi shudder.

"Accept the punishment, I will report it to the above, and I won't use it in the next meeting."

It really shouldn't have left him.

"Why?" Qin Ruixi suddenly got a little excited, put his hands on the desk, stood up directly, and looked straight at Wen Wenyao with a pair of eyes.

"I don't understand! Why do you want to help her? What is she thinking about you? You don't understand at all. I've known you for so long, yet you punish me for her?"

Qin Ruixi never thought that Wen Wenyao would withdraw him directly.

In his eyes, Song Nanqiao is a useless piece of firewood, blaspheming Wen Wenyao with the lie of loving Wen Wenyao. Not only is Wen Wenyao not angry, but he helps her talk, the world is really messed up , Qin Ruixi felt that all his good intentions were fed to the dog.

"Please be quiet. This is my office. No matter how loud it is, I can only ask you to go out."

Wen Wenyao ignored Qin Ruixi who was angry. Compared with the angry Qin Ruixi, she preferred Song Nanqiao, who was distressed and wronged.

"But……"

"Sorry, please leave my office, no delivery."

The expression on Wen Wenyao's face was the best expression of chasing customers, and Qin Ruixi also felt it.

From today onwards, there is no longer any relaxation between them, and a deep crack has opened.

"Okay, you'll regret it..."

Qin Ruixi tugged at his bow tie. He would not let Song Nanqiao go, and he would also make Wen Wenyao regret that he did not cherish him.

Then, with a loud bang, he slammed the door and went out.

Wen Wenyao didn't mind at all, she took a sip of weak tea and it was better to go away, so as to save her more trouble. Qin Ruixi made a lot of mistakes in the student union in the past few years. When it was a very low-level mistake, when the classmates were dissatisfied, it was Wen Wenyao who apologized on behalf of the students.

But just now, Wen Wenyao noticed something Qin Ruixi said, "You don't even know what she thinks about you."

What does Song Nanqiao think of herself?

Suddenly, I can't figure it out. I feel that Song Nanqiao has always been polite and polite to him. Sometimes he is a little unfamiliar. Wen Wenyao really didn't see what Song Nanqiao was thinking about himself. This was a success. piqued her curiosity.

You have to get in touch more in the future.

Wen Wenyao made a phone call, which was for his deskmate.

"Is there a problem?"

After seeing Qin Ruixi returning to the classroom at the same table, he hid on the balcony. Now he did not dare to see Qin Ruixi, but Wen Wenyao just happened to call him again.

"You do me a favor."

"you say."

"Song Nanqiao from class F, take care of her for me. If something happens to her, just call me directly. In addition, help me watch Qin Ruixi more."

Wen Wenyao was still worried, in case Qin Ruixi desperately went to trouble Song Nanqiao, she sometimes couldn't come forward in time, and she had to ask someone to help her, so she was relieved.

Now Wen Wenyao has regarded Song Nanqiao as a vulnerable group.

Unconsciously, they will protect each other.

"Uh, okay."

After hanging up the phone at the same table, felt a little puzzled. Wen Wenyao actually called her to help take care of others?

. . . . . . . . .

night.

When Song Nanqiao was still studying at night in his class, he heard a burst of discussion.

"Look at the criticism and punishment at the entrance of the teaching building, Qin Ruixi has been dismissed."

"I heard that the reason is abuse of power and bullying classmates."

"Morning (gan) heart (de) disease (piao) madness (liang)"

Qin Ruixi was dismissed?

Song Nanqiao stopped her pen. When she heard the news, all she thought of was Wen Wenyao, is Wen Wenyao helping her?

"Host, look at how much the heroine loves you and supports you."

"Actually, I'd rather take care of him myself."

Sigh, what a pity.

"Would you like to find a chance to thank the mistress?"

"There's no need for this. Qin Ruixi abused his power and deducted points blindly." Song Nanqiao rejected this proposal.

There is one more class in the evening self-study. Song Nanqiao looks at her weekly test paper, math 135, English 125, Chinese 108, and comprehensive 274. The total is 642. Now she is the first in the class. Her score can also be in class B. It is considered an upper-level student, but class A is still a little worse.

It seems that you still have to work hard. Sure enough, no matter how talented you are, you still need to spend time practicing. This result is five or sixty points away from the college entrance examination score in your previous life.

When the last evening self-study was about to end, Wen Wenyao was waiting for Song Nanqiao at the door. She wanted to go to the playground with Song Nanqiao so as not to cause a stir, she also brought a mask and sunglasses so that no one would be around. Found out it was myself.

She is not afraid that she will lose face by standing with Song Nanqiao, but she is afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to Song Nanqiao. She is very afraid of encountering a lunatic like Qin Ruixi again and hurting Song Nanqiao.

Of course, Song Nanqiao, who was sitting in the first row, naturally recognized her at a glance. Now that her homework was almost done, Song Nanqiao stopped writing and quickly packed her things.

Wen Wenyao was at the door of class F, it was too dangerous.

Before get out of class was over, Song Nanqiao took a leave of absence. The monitor of class F, seeing Song Nanqiao's good grades, didn't say anything, and let her out.

"How did you come."

Song Nanqiao took the initiative to take Wen Wenyao's hand this time, and kept thinking in his heart: Don't be seen by others... The heroine's face is too dangerous.

On the other hand, Wen Wenyao obediently shrunk his hand into Song Nanqiao's palm, and actually took the initiative to pull his hand, which is really rare.

"Let's go to the playground, okay?" Wen Wenyao was a little closer to Song Nanqiao, she took the initiative to take Song Nanqiao's hand, Song Nanqiao was slightly taller than her.

When Wen Wenyao approached, Song Nanqiao felt the peculiar smell again, and then a soft touch came from his arm, which made Song Nanqiao quickly withdraw his hand.

After pulling his hand back, Song Nanqiao's transcript fell to the ground.

Wen Wenyao took the initiative to bend down to help Song Nanqiao pick it up.

"Is your transcript?"

"Um."

"Can you take a look?"

When Wen Wenyao got the transcript, he turned the transcript to the back, and did not check it as he wished, but asked Song Nanqiao first.

It's a comforting move, and it's really polite.

"Can."

Song Nanqiao doesn't care, Wen Wenyao can just look at each other.

With Song Nanqiao's permission, Wen Wenyao carefully turned over the transcript and saw the total score of 642 at first glance.

Wen Wenyao was surprised.

Song Nanqiao was in class F. He thought that his grades were not that good, but he was unexpected. He had such a high score.

"Why are you in class f?"

This kind of grade, even if you are unlucky, you can't get into class B, at least you should be in class C, why is it in class F?

"The grades in the high school entrance examination are poor, and now my goal is Class A."

"Do you want to be in class a?" Wen Wenyao's pupils lit up. If Song Nanqiao came to class a, they could stay together often.

"I can write a letter of recommendation for you." Wen Wenyao had a bold idea in his heart.

"No, I'll get in by myself." She declined Wen Wenyao's kindness. In fact, she can't guarantee that she can keep up with the progress 100% in class A.

"All right."

Knowing that Song Nanqiao has high self-esteem, Wen Wenyao chose to respect her decision. If Song Nanqiao can really get in, she will be happier.

"If you don't mind, I can help you with the topic."

She hopes to help Song Nanqiao.

"Um."

After the two reached an agreement, Wen Wenyao took her by the hand and took her to the playground. The school's playground is quite big. Except for the break-in exercise, Song Nanqiao hasn't been here much. Now the moonlight is very bright. Well, the two of them went out early again. There was no one on the playground. Just here, enjoy a moment of peace.

Through the moonlight, Song Nanqiao could see Wen Wenyao's delicate face, which was small and his jawline was beautiful. She smiled softly and beautifully.

In her previous life, in the upper class, Huan Fei Yan Shou had seen it all over and over, but the face she saw now shocked her even more.

beautiful……

Wen Wenyao seemed to notice Song Nanqiao's gaze, and was a little shy and didn't look back, but her mood became better and better, she felt that she was getting closer to the other party.

so happy……

Suddenly, the get out of class bell rang, and Wen Wenyao's cell phone also rang.

Wen Wenyao took it out and saw that it was the driver who called and the get out of class was over now.

"Miss, I'm waiting for you at the gate."

"it is good."

She hung up the phone, reluctant to glance at Song Nanqiao.

"Did someone come to pick you up?"

"Um."

Wen Wenyao suddenly buried his head in Song Nanqiao's arms, wrapped his hands around Song Nanqiao's neck, and rubbed against the other's arms.

"I miss you..."

"I can see you tomorrow." Song Nanqiao reluctantly touched Wen Wenyao's hair, but it wasn't that he couldn't see him, it was just a short separation for a day.

"Then...you have to wait for me tomorrow night..."

Wen Wenyao raised his head, his eyes filled with water mist, and said in a coquettish tone.

"Okay, I'll come out ahead of time and wait for you."

"Goodbye then."

Wen Wenyao came out of her arms, packed her schoolbag, and waved at Song Nanqiao with a happy expression on her face.