(This is the fourth update yesterday, and the update will be considered today's one after that. Well... there should be two chapters of updates, and are there three chapters... read it as you write it!)

Zuo Xiaoyou is now 1.66 meters tall, which is relatively tall in the class, so he sat in the third last row, near the middle position, with girls in front, back, left and right.

There are nine rows of horizontal and vertical seats in the classroom, with a total of eighty-one seats. Of course, I am not satisfied with the seats.

There are double tables on both sides of the left and right side, and there are two double tables in the middle and a single table, so there are odd numbers in one row, which leads to misalignment of each row of boys and girls. This also causes the left and right side of the left and right side of the back row, and girls are both girls in front, back, left and right. Of course, girls are also boys in front, back, left and right.

Zuo Xiaoyou didn’t know if this arrangement was unique to the county No. 2 Middle School? Because when he was in high school, in order to prevent students from falling in love, men and women sat together, which was very ‘inhuman’.

It was also thanks to this kind of blessing. Zuo Xiaoyou walked by alone in three years of high school. It was not until a few years after going to Hengdian that he had a relationship with a girl from a local rural area in Hengdian, which of course ended with a breakup.

Life is always full of regrets.

Coming to this world gave him the opportunity to make up for his regrets. So, should I write a love letter to Wang Baobao now?

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head: "I'm bored enough."

Back at the age of twelve, it seems that my mental state is a bit childlike.

This is normal. Even if he is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, his current body is a real twelve-year-old boy, and his physiological state will not change due to his psychological state.

The twelve-year-old boy... was in the period of Sichun when he had a good impression of the opposite sex, and no longer enjoyed bullying and liking girls, and he became a little mature. No matter what his psychological state is, the natural physiological trend cannot be changed.

Looking at Wang Baobao sitting in the front row, his left and right mouth slightly raised.

Oh, a twelve-year-old boy and girl are like poetry and picturesque, like dreams and fantasy. Let it go, why force it?

Who dares to say that regret is not a kind of beauty?

...

One week after school starts.

"Now we choose the class cadres." After the second class ended that afternoon, because the third class was physical education class, the class teacher ruthlessly changed the class to a class meeting. The physical education teacher cried in the toilet...

"First of all, let's choose the group leader." The head teacher selected the team leader of nine groups in a vertical order.

Zuo Xiaoyou is in the fifth row, and then Wang Baobao becomes the leader of the fifth group.

Of course, the team leader used academic performance as a reference standard. On the second day of school, the first grade of junior high school underwent a survey. Then Wang Baobao was the third in the class. Zuo Xiaoyou didn't want to waste time in school, so he got the score of the middle and upper reaches, 23rd.

Successfully avoided the burden of the team leader.

"Then we choose the get out of class representative." The class teacher pointed at Zuo Xiaoyou: "Zuo Xiaoyou, the English class representative."

Zuo Xiaoyou: "..."

If I had known it, I wouldn't have shown my English level of speaking to the English teacher in these few days.

"Wang Baobao, Chinese class representative."

Wang Baobao turned around with a smile and stretched out his hand to Zuo Xiaoyou: "Hello comrade."

"..." It seemed that it was good to be a class representative.

For the progress of the class, class cadres must stay for meetings if they have something to do. As the class teacher’s terror... not. As the class teacher’s right-hand man, class cadres must do their best to help every student improve their grades, which is also for the students to have a bright future.

They are both class representatives and front and back desks. Zuo Xiaoyou and Wang Baobao will have more time to communicate than other students.

Wang Baobao is sweet and cute. Although Zuo Xiaoyou looks a little ordinary, he has a sense of fashion all over his body and is very good at dressing. He is called a little foreigner by the girls in the class...

The child's milk seller became popular again in the class...

Because of his style, he also has a good learning experience and seems to be good at character. Wang Baobao is very good at Zuo Xiaoyou's senses. Moreover, with more in-depth communication, Wang Baobao found that Zuo Xiaoyou has a very high literary literacy.

As a representative of Chinese language class, Wang Baobao's natural Chinese grades are very good. This is thanks to her family. Her father is a master of Chinese studies and was hired by a university in the Magic City, while her mother is a Chinese teacher at a local high school. There are many literary books in the family. Under the influence of the eyes, Wang Baobao's literary literacy is naturally higher than that of many classmates of the same age.

But after meeting Zuo Xiaoyou, she found that her literary literacy did not seem to be enough. Even if she threw out the profound literary allusions that she didn't remember very deeply, Zuo Xiaoyou could pick them up without thinking and draw inferences from them.

On Zuo Xiaoyou, Wang Baobao saw the shadow of his father...

Nowadays, Wang Baobao is willing to turn around and chat with Zuo Xiaoyou in his spare time and discuss some literary things. In just three months, many students in the class secretly made the two of them a pair.

There is no brainless second-generation rival who has come out to cause trouble. Everything is like flowing water, and it has naturally reached this point.

Before we knew it, it was December. The three classes ended in the afternoon. The class teacher walked in: "Students, New Year's Day is coming soon. The New Year's Day art performance will be held on the afternoon of December 31. Every class in the first and second grades of junior high school will perform a program. I wonder which student in the class is willing to perform on stage on behalf of our class?"

The scene was silent. Children in the 1990s were not very good at expressing themselves. When they encountered such a thing as showing their face, they could basically hide if they could. With that time, it would be better to go to the game hall to play two street fighters!

"Is there no one?" The head teacher was a little disappointed.

Seeing this situation, Zuo Xiaoyou raised his hand: "Teacher, I'll do it!"

"Oh?" All the eyes of the whole class were focused on him, and Wang Baobao looked at him in surprise.

The head teacher smiled: "Zuo Xiaoyou, what program do you want to perform?"

"I'm good at playing guitar." Zuo Xiaoyou said: "Can you play and sing yourself?"

"Oh?" said the head teacher: "Zuo Xiaoyou, it's not OK to sing popular songs. You are students. The show you perform must be like the students should be. You can't learn from the adults."

"..." Zuo Xiaoyou said: "Don't worry, teacher, I will definitely sing songs suitable for students and will not embarrass our class."

The head teacher was relieved and nodded: "Okay, then you will do the program in our class. You can prepare well during this period. The teacher will check your progress in a few days."

After school, the students in the class rushed out of the classroom like wild dogs, howling and running home. Tomorrow is Sunday, and I can have fun and sleep in tonight.

Today it was the five groups to do the duty. But all the others in the group ran away, leaving only Wang Baobao and Zuo Xiaoyou. If it were normal, Wang Baobao would definitely keep them and let them do the duty together, but today there was no one.

When everyone was exposed, Wang Baobao and Zuo Xiaoyou swept the ground together. Seeing Zuo Xiaoyou sweep the ground meticulously, Wang Baobao smiled and asked, "Zuo Xiaoyou, do you really play and sing?"

"Of course." Zuo Xiaoyou stood still, leaned against the desk on the edge, and smiled: "If you don't believe me, I'll give you some now."

"Okay!" Wang Baobao shook his ponytail, "But you don't have a guitar either!"

"Let's play the guitar again. Today, I mainly want you to see my condition and listen to whether I sing well." Zuo Xiaoyou said.

"Oh, then you can do it!" Wang Baobao leaned on the desk opposite her and smiled and said, "I'll help the teacher check it."

"Yeah, listen." Zuo Xiaoyou held a broom and was just a guitar. He pulled over a stool and sat down very literaryly, crossed his legs, pretending to be playing the guitar, and gave a prelude to "oral" one.

Hearing this beautiful prelude, Wang Baobao felt a faint sadness, and his expression also changed from laughter to calmness.

“Whenever I hear the melancholy melody

The wound that brings memories

Whenever I see the white moonlight

Think of your face

I know I shouldn't think about it, but I can't think about it

I thought of confusion again

Who makes me sad and who makes me care about..."

After singing this, Zuo Xiaoyou raised his head and looked at Wang Baobao: "It's you!"

Puff

Wang Baobao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his pink face turned red.

"Haha..." Zuo Xiaoyou stopped singing and asked, "How is it? Is it so good?"

Wang Baobao pursed his lips and soon showed a festive smile. He pointed his thumbs at him: "That's great! Zuo Xiaoyou. You are such a genius. You will definitely become a big singer in the future."

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "Thank you, even for you, I will definitely work towards the goal of the big singer."

For me...

Wang Baobao's heartbeats faster, and he turned his head to start sweeping the floor: "Sweep the floor quickly! I'm going home after sweeping."

Wang Baobao is very confused, nervous, anxious, and has a little yearning...

At some point, Zuo Xiaoyou patted her on the shoulder, shocking her: "Ah! What are you doing?"

"..." Zuo Xiaoyou took his hand back and said, "It's finished sweeping, let's go!"

"Ah? Oh." Wang Baobao went back to the desk and carried his schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom with Zuo Xiaoyou.

More than three months after school started, Zuo Xiaoyou's height grew from 1.66 meters to 1.68 meters, and Wang Baobao also grew from 1.55 meters. Zuo Xiaoyou remembered that Wang Baobao was nearly 1.7 meters tall when he graduated from junior high school, and at that time he was over 1.8 meters tall.

Speaking of which, the two are quite tall.

The two walked out of the classroom and walked shoulder to shoulder to shoulder downstairs, without saying a word.

It was not until the parking shed and was about to leave when Wang Baobao said, "Zuo Xiaoyou, I want to talk to you."

Zuo Xiaoyou held the bicycle and smiled and said, "What are you talking about?"

Looking at Zuo Xiaoyou's ordinary but very friendly smile, Wang Baobao suddenly felt it was difficult to speak, but Zuo Xiaoyou kept waiting for her quietly, and the atmosphere became more and more awkward, which made her breathless.

"I..." Wang Baobao was not crushed after all. He raised his head and looked at him, his eyes facing each other, and his lips tightly pursed: "We are still young, so it is wrong to do this." (To be continued.)

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