Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"Li Xiaomeng, why are you still standing there? Go and chase her." Disciplinary committee member Chen Ming woke me up immediately. After a few days, everyone knew that Tang Xin and I were close. I nodded to him and chased after her.

Tang Xin is not a slow runner, at least when I saw her running in front of me. I chased her for a long time until she got tired and slowly stopped on the playground.

I was so tired that I was out of breath as I followed her, but she didn't seem to react much.

"I said, why are you running so fast?"

She didn't respond and just walked on by herself, "Emmm, I will work hard to learn how to sing, and I promise not to be out of tune next time."

"Pfft~" She suddenly laughed while holding her stomach, and wiped away tears that she didn't know whether they were from laughing or crying just now, "I'm not mad at you, why are you apologizing!"

"But you looked very angry just now."

"Did I? I'm a little angry. I spent so much time and energy training them, but they don't care at all. They don't have any sense of class honor or collective cohesion." Tang Xin kicked the ground angrily, as if she wanted to kick away some stones, but unfortunately this was a plastic track and there was nothing for her to kick.

"You, you've taken up all three activity classes every week. How can a boy not be angry?"

"But we only have one month left. If we don't practice quickly, we'll be embarrassed on stage."

"Combining work and rest might be more effective. Why don't we give them one activity class?"

"You're on their side too?" Tang Xin reached out her hand and started rubbing my face.

"What the hell, let go." Tang Xin started to act naughty before she could finish her words. It took her a long time to break free from her hands. "I just don't want you to be disliked by your classmates."

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the next day.

"I have good news to tell my classmates. Our beautiful Tang has decided to give this activity class back to everyone and let them go to the playground to move around freely." I stood on the podium and announced this important matter.

"Long live!" "Long live the goddess." For a moment, cheers rang out in the class one after another.

"Okay, be quiet. Go thank your cultural and entertainment committee member. Without her consent, we still have to rehearse today." I feel so headache. These bastards have already started giving me nicknames, such as fairy, goddess, and all kinds of shameful and stupid names. To be honest, I never gave myself any domineering name when I was in middle school. Now, I have been given several nicknames.

On the playground, watching the boys in my class running wildly on the football field, I turned to Tang Xin who was standing beside me and said, "You see, boys' energy is like this. They never release it and never play. If you keep it in, you never know what kind of trouble it will cause."

"You act like a boy." She rolled her eyes at me.

Sorry, it was true before. Do you believe that I can count how many roundworms there are in a boy's stomach and how many cells there are in the roundworms?

"Shoot, Brother Qiang!" I saw Ying Qiangsheng, a classmate of our class, rushing towards the goal with the ball and shooting the ball with a powerful volley.

Unfortunately, the ball didn't go to the goal at all, but flew towards the two of us standing more than ten meters away from the goal. The ball deviated from the goal by 40 degrees, which is a true portrayal of Chinese football. Although the angle was much off, the force was not bad at all. The trajectory of the ball was straight and the speed was extremely fast.

Tang Xin was frightened and glared at him. But as a former midfielder, I have seen all kinds of big scenes. This kind of ball is just child's play. I lifted my foot to release the force and gently stopped the ball flying towards Tang Xin.

The faces of the people on the football field turned pale with fear. If the ball landed on Tang Xin, she would probably cry for a long time after kicking it so cutely, right? If the teacher blamed them, wouldn't they be in big trouble?

"Wow, Li Xiaomeng, your ball control is at a professional level." Ying Qiangsheng's eyes widened as he recovered from the shock just now.

"Don't worry about me stopping the ball. You did it on purpose just now, right?" I decided to tease them. After all, if the ball really hit Tang Xin, I would be unhappy too.

"How could I have done it on purpose?" He scratched his head, feeling embarrassed.

"I think you did it on purpose. You were the one who took the lead in skipping rehearsal and running home yesterday, right?" I looked at him with interest.

He was horrified and quickly denied it: "It wasn't me, it was Wang Ziyu who started shouting."

"Wang Ziyu?" Tang Xin opened her eyes and found that nothing was wrong. She also heard our conversation and said, "I know."

"Princess Meng, this is wrong. You can't try to trick me." Ying Qiangsheng realized that he was being tricked and looked a little embarrassed.

"What the hell is Princess Dream?" If I were strong enough, I could have crushed this football into pieces by now.

"Uh... the nickname the boys gave you..." Ying Qiangsheng scratched his head, not looking very smart, "Can you give the football back to us first?"

"Take it!" I raised my foot and made a short putt, accurately sending the ball to his feet, then pulled Tang Xin aside and walked away.

"Princess! Meng!" Tang Xin shouted these three words with a wicked smile on her face, which made me feel ashamed.

"Please stop talking. If you continue, I'm going to die."

"Huh? Why? I think it's very appropriate. Xiaomeng looks as cute as the princesses in Disney animations. I think it's very appropriate to call her a princess."

"forgive me……"

In the girls' activity class, most of them sit together and chat, discussing the current hot dramas, which stars are doing this or that, or which idol groups have released new songs, etc., which is relatively more elegant. Most of the girls in my class are discussing skin care products at this time, but unfortunately I don't have any special research on this thing.

I had no interest, but Tang Xin integrated quickly and soon became friends with several girls. I had no choice but to stand aside and laugh with them.

As the conversation deepened, a girl who looked ordinary suddenly asked me: "Li Xiaomeng, were there many boys chasing you when you were in junior high school?"

My smile froze on my face: "Ahaha, maybe, I'm not sure."

"Don't listen to her nonsense. The love letters in Xiaomeng's desk are almost thicker than her textbooks." Tang Xin directly exposed my lie.

"That's great. No boy has ever written me a love letter. It's good to be pretty." She looked at me with envy.

"What's good about me? I don't like boys." I said without thinking.

The author says:

I'm really sorry!!! I just got home from get off work and I'm in a hurry to update. Thank you all for your support!!! The group is a bit quiet~ Where are the little cuties? I don't ask for votes or recommendations, I just ask for comments and comments~~~

Chapter 1 Tasks of Study Committee Members ()

I obviously realized that I seemed to have said something outrageous, because almost all the girls stopped talking and looked at me.

"Ah... I mean, I don't want to date a boy yet. No, it's not what you think. I said the wrong thing, hahaha." I was a little incoherent, but at least it seemed that they believed me. But they might not know that my heart, which had been calm for a long time, was still in turmoil. Maybe it's good to be single like this, with good friends, an aunt and a sister. When the time comes, it will be happy to see my sister find a good family to marry.

Tang Xin looked at me from the side, looking at me strangely: "You don't want to be single for the rest of your life, do you? Such an outstanding guy doesn't like you?"

This sentence touched my sore spot. How could I not have considered this kind of thing? I just chose to avoid it in most cases. If you say that living alone is free and easy, but without a partner to support you, you have to fight alone when you encounter difficulties. You can't always trouble your aunt for everything. It's unrealistic to find a boy as a soul mate; find a good family, someone you like, and marry him? But I don't want to be... It's best if it's a girl, but I always feel that I will delay him and his family, like a criminal with a heinous crime. After thinking for a long time, I felt alone and a little lonely.

"I don't know, one is better." After thinking for a long time, I answered Tang Xin, "What about you? Do you have a boy you like? I can help you check it out."

"Tsk, she's not as good as my Xiaomeng, how could I possibly like her." Tang Xin curled her lips, "Let's not talk about this unhappy thing, Xiaomeng, I've always wanted to ask you. What skin care products do you use to keep your skin so good?"

As she was talking, she reached out to pinch my face again. I quickly slapped her claws away with one hand: "Dabao sod honey, do you want it? I'll give you a bottle. It's very useful in winter."

"Sometimes I really doubt whether you are a girl." Tang Xin held her forehead with her hand. "When I get home, I have to make facial masks, apply body lotion, sunscreen in summer, moisturizing cream in winter, and so on and so forth. How come my skin is not as good as yours?"

“Are you making a petri dish of bacteria on your skin?” I grumbled.

"I think you're looking for a fight!"

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After Qingming Festival, the rainy season in Jiangnan is coming. The phrase "Yanyu Jiangnan" is beautiful and dreamy in most people's minds, but it is obviously not accurate for me. When I came to school in the morning, I stepped on a loose shoe on the sidewalk, which soaked my skirt and half of my shoes. It's noon now and they haven't dried yet. It's not comfortable to be wet.

The floor of the classroom was black and dirty from the students coming back from outside the classroom, and even the air felt very damp. This kind of weather is easy to make you feel bad. I sat in the classroom in a daze and had no mood to write the handouts.

The first class in the afternoon was Teacher Song's physics class. Because we were freshmen, the course progress was slow, so she was very detailed and serious. However, this class seemed a little different. Teacher Song was a little absent-minded and even had several minor deviations during the lecture, although she quickly discovered the problems and corrected them in time.

The adult world is like this, there are always many things that go wrong every day. I have seen a lot of it, and it is not surprising at all. I just feel a little pity for Teacher Song. She is not very old, and she has just graduated from the ivory tower and entered the society. She has to suffer beatings and take care of this group of children every day. Sooner or later, she will have endocrine disorders.

"Li Xiaomeng, please answer this question."

Ah, when I stood up, I realized a serious problem: I didn’t even listen to the question.

Seeing that I didn't answer, she sighed and said, "Don't be absent-minded in class. Listen carefully."

I felt a little ashamed and had to admit my mistake.

"Speed ​​is a unit that describes the speed and direction of an object's movement. It is a vector. When we talk about speed in a car, we usually refer to velocity, which is the modulus of speed and a scalar..."

She quickly calmed down and continued her class.

When the bell rang, Teacher Song waved at me and asked me to follow her to the office.

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"Are you worried about something?" She reached out to straighten her skirt behind her, sat down at her desk, and asked me with her head tilted.

"No." I shook my head.

"Then why were you daydreaming in class?" she asked, puzzled.

"I think Teacher Song is unhappy and seems to be worried. I'm wondering what happened." I didn't hide it. It was true. As a student, I think the teacher is good and I'm worried that there is something wrong with the teacher, right?

Teacher Song was stunned, and two blushes appeared on her face. I have to say that girls are really beautiful when they are shy, which can especially arouse the inner desire to protect. After all, Teacher Song is just a girl in her twenties.

"I'm fine, I just had a fight with my friend." She shook her head, "Thank you for worrying about me, don't do this again in the future."

"It's normal for good friends to quarrel."

"Hey, why am I telling you kids this?" She patted her cheeks. "The midterm exam is coming up soon, and after that it's the May Day performance. How are the classmates preparing?"

"It should be okay." I felt a little guilty. To be honest, the only thing I have done now is to answer all the questions asked by classmates. I haven't really put in much effort for other things.

"I heard from the English teacher that Liu Jiacheng in our class has only scored around 10 points in listening. Can you help him? I see that you have always scored full marks in English."

"I'll try." I have an impression of Liu Jiacheng. He is not tall and is a relatively honest person. His grades are good, but it seems that because he comes from a rural area, his English grades have always been poor, probably because the local educational resources are not good enough.

In my previous life, I had a pretty good relationship with Jiang Yu. Since our interests were all in electronic devices, we would often buy computer newspapers and borrow them from each other. As a result, we became quite familiar with each other.

When I came out of the teacher's office, I was thinking about how to improve this kid's grades. After all, I know that as long as his English score can be improved by a dozen points, he will have no problem going to a top domestic university. In his previous life, it was because of his failed English that he only got into an ordinary 211 university.

Bang, I bumped into someone without paying attention, and the books in his hand were scattered all over the floor.

"How do you walk?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm wrong."

We both raised our heads and looked at each other's faces. I was stunned. Isn't this classmate Liu Jiacheng? He turned his head away shyly: "No, it's okay. I didn't see that it was classmate Li Xiaomeng."

What's the matter? Why do you differentiate between people? I'm a coward if you bump into me, but do you have to fight with others if you bump into them?

Just got off work! I'm so tired...

Chapter 7: Sad Aunt

When I got home in the evening, it was already past six o'clock, and my aunt had not come home yet. My sister was sitting in front of the TV in the living room, watching TV and doing her homework.

I walked over and patted her head gently: "When you are doing your homework, do it seriously. When you are watching TV, watch TV seriously. Don't do two things at the same time. In the end, you will not finish your homework well, and you will not be able to watch TV to your heart's content."

"Oh," she turned off the TV obediently, "Sister, I'm hungry."

"Okay, I'll cook right away. Is the rice properly put into the rice cooker?"