"so boring."

"Isn't that what leaders say when they talk? Why don't you take a nap?"

"I can't sleep. I have been sleeping every day in the hospital for the past few days. I feel like I have slept all my sleep in the next life..."

An Xiaomi grabbed his left hand and looked at the palm prints on his palm in boredom.

"Life line, career line, love line..."

An Xiaomi looked at it, and saw that the lifeline and career line were both one long line.

But only the love line has two obvious lines after the main line.

If you look carefully, there are some small details mixed in.

The more An Xiaomi looked, the higher her mouth pouted: "Scumbag!"

Xu Zhimu:???

"No, why are you scolding me suddenly?"

"Look at your palm prints, the love line is messy." An Xiaomi twisted his palm and said.

"...This is feudal superstition, okay? You are also a top student at Binhai University, so you still believe this? I, Xu Zhimu, just love boys..."

Xu Zhimu was explaining.

An Xiaomi:?_?

"Ahem, then let me see where you are coming from."

Xu Zhimu wanted to stretch out his hand and look at An Xiaomi's.

But the girl directly took back her little hand and hummed to prevent him from looking at it.

When Xu Zhimu tickled her, An Xiaomi suppressed her laughter and leaned softly in his arms.

Occasionally, when she saw a teacher coming to inspect, An Xiaomi would always do a good job subconsciously.

Just like a little girl who is afraid of being caught in early love.

Although the leader's speech on the stage was boring, it was a sneaky expression of goodwill from high school.

really good.

"In order to thank all the students for donating books, we commend all the outstanding representatives. Next, Wang Jiayi, a former senior class 1 student, came to the stage to receive the award and give a speech!"

The audience became more energetic and started to applaud.

A girl appeared on the stage. This girl, Xu Zhimu, was also somewhat impressed. Her grades were pretty good and her family was rich.

It seems that there will be no shortage of book donations this time.

The girl went up to receive the award and began to give a speech. After that, a representative from almost every class came up.

Moreover, they were dressed very smartly in advance, and their dresses and suits were very decent. The school also took great care.

However, there is still not much newness in the speech on this occasion.

An Xiaomi started looking at Xu Zhimu's palm prints in boredom.

Just when everyone was feeling a little sleepy again.

The host started to sign up for the next list: "Invited, Cheng Fanmiao, an outstanding graduate of Binhai University of Communication, who is in the senior high school art class!"

This name is like an air raid siren suddenly sounding.

An Xiaomi, who was originally bored, now opened his eyes wide!

Everyone stood up from Xu Zhimu's arms and raised their heads to look in the direction of the stage.

Xu Zhimu was also stunned.

On the stage, as the lights fell, a tall figure walked out from behind the scenes.

She was wearing a black dress, with delicate makeup on her face, and a pair of fox eyes with light eyeliner, making her look even more charming.

The well-fitting dress made the girl's graceful figure even more perfect. Moreover, compared to girls of the same age, her smile now has a natural nobility.

"Wow...hey, this beauty is from our school?"

"Cheng Fanmiao...hiss, I remember her! Isn't she the rumored fox who hooks up with boys and then throws them away..."

"It's indeed her. Holy shit, she was on point before she graduated. Now that she has corrected herself, her temperament is worthy of being from Communication University."

"This dress looks expensive and the school will definitely not provide it. Is it possible that you were kept under guard when you went to college?"

"Hey... I remember, when Cheng Fanmiao was in her third year of high school, did she ask Xu Zhimu to confess her feelings?"

"Yes, I remember those days when she, An Xiaomi, and Xu Zhimu were hanging out on campus every day. Moreover, the three of them are now at Binhai University. Could it be..."

Cheng Fanmiao was a well-known figure in No. 9 Middle School.

As soon as she came on stage, she immediately attracted the attention of many people, and the topic was also brought to Xu Zhimu.

Xu Zhimu was also stunned for a moment.

The looks from the people around me are nothing.

But An Xiaomi's little hands had quietly reached the soft flesh of his waist.

A pair of big eyes narrowed slightly, and the small mouth was so pouted that it could hold a kettle.

She and Cheng Fanmiao were destined to be natural enemies.

Moreover, Cheng Fanmiao on the stage seemed to have known their positions for a long time.

At this moment, he actually looked in the direction of the two people, his fox eyes curved, and the corners of his mouth turned up in an arc.

It really seems like a vixen that brings disaster to the country and the people.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The hearts of many boys who saw it were beating a little faster.

It's just this smile.

Let more people follow their gaze and see Xu Zhimu.

And An Xiaomi, who looks strong and calm at the moment.

Many people murmured in their hearts.

This situation seems a bit interesting.

Although Xu Zhimu looked calm at this moment.

But he still couldn't help but hissed.

An Xiaomi's little hands pinched the thin flesh of his waist, which was quite painful.

"Muzi, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Qiang heard Xu Zhimu's hiss from the side.

He turned around and looked around, thinking about asking, but when he saw An Xiaomi's slightly murderous eyes, he suddenly coughed dryly.

"I have a cold and I feel dizzy. I squint a little, I squint a little..."

After that, Zhang Qiang started to pretend to be asleep very loyally.

Xu Zhimu looked at An Xiaomi helplessly and whispered: "Can you blame me for this? She and I are really innocent."

An Xiaomi was furious. Although Xu Zhimu had always been a flirt in the past, An Xiaomi was jealous, but she was finally able to control some of her emotions.

But Cheng Fanmiao was the only one who couldn't help it. How could she... look down on herself before?

At this moment, Cheng Fanmiao on the stage received the certificate of honor issued by the leader.

She took the phone and looked around the audience.

If she hadn't heard those voices of discussion, it would be better to say that she had long been accustomed to them.

There was always a faint smile on her face, and her eyes looked at the audience again.

I saw An Xiaomi off the stage with bulging cheeks like an angry little tiger.

And Xu Zhimu, who looked helpless next to him.

Her lips curled up in a playful arc.

It was like the first time the three of them met two and a half years ago.

An Xiaomi was also like this at that time, standing in front of him angrily like he was protecting a calf.

Do the math, this is probably... the first anniversary of the three people competing against each other?

"Everyone, dear classmates, we meet again."

Cheng Fanmiao's voice was ups and downs, with a hint of a royal sister's voice, reaching everyone's ears.

But the students in the audience all had a strange feeling.

Cheng Fanmiao's "dear classmate" is more like "dear~classmate so-and-so".

It seems like he's saying hello to everyone, but actually... it's more like he's addressing just one person.

And this sentence, "Dear," makes people's ears soften.
To be continued...