He Si looked at the umbrella she was holding in her hand. The white umbrella had several big red piggy patterns that stood out. It always made her laugh every time she looked at it.

"Its origin is very special."

"Then let me guess?"

"Ah?" He Si thought that Zhuang Wenche would directly ask about the origin of the umbrella, but he didn't expect that he would directly guess it. He didn't react for a moment, but he still nodded and looked at him with a smile, thinking deeply about what he would say.

something.

"Didn't you buy this umbrella yourself?"

"Um."

This is not difficult, just think about it.

"Then this should be what you got on a rainy day."

"Um."

A strange thought suddenly flashed through He Si's heart, and the story that he had almost forgotten during the summer vacation was being pulled back bit by bit.

"You had a small car accident that day and got injured."

"Um."

As the images in my memory became clearer, when I looked at Zhuang Wenche again, I felt a familiar feeling.

"The car that collided with you was a red bicycle. The owner said he would take you to the hospital. You just took an umbrella and left."

"This..." The original ending of the story was successfully brought back at this moment. What happened in the rain that day was as if it had just happened. The rain in my memory did not stop, and the heavy rain at this moment did not stop either.

He Si looked at Zhuang Wenche like this. Although he was surprised, he still smiled and said, "You couldn't be the one who bumped into me that day."

"You're still holding my umbrella in your hand, don't you think so?"

"What about the other person who was with you that day? Was it Lu Qinglin?"

"That's him."

Zhuang Wenche couldn't tell what he was feeling, so he covered his face with the other hand that wasn't holding the umbrella and smiled secretly. All of this seemed a bit too incredible.

"So you were not joking when you told me at the beginning of school that you had seen me somewhere." He Shi joked, but there was still a trace of embarrassment in his heart, laughing at himself for thinking wrongly.

"Yeah, I won't just joke around with strangers."

"Oh yes, then this umbrella...do you want to return it to you...it's quite special."

"No, no, no, since I've given it to you, it's yours, so just keep it safe for me."

"Did you draw those piggy patterns yourself?"

"Yes." Seeing He Shi smiled, Zhuang Wenche added, "Okay, okay, don't laugh. I know the painting is not pretty, but it really contains my sincerity."

"Okay!" He Xiang put away her smile. What she didn't say was that she was not amused by the funny pig pattern, but was simply happy. As for why she was happy, she couldn't tell, "The painting is actually quite cute, isn't it.

"

"that is."

Zhuang Wenche also echoed.

The happy weekend passed quietly in the heavy rain for two days. The first thing Zhuang Wenche did when he came to school was to tell Lu Qinglin about the summer vacation.

"No wonder you two don't take physical education classes?" He Yang joked from the side.

"You told me the other day that the young lady who got hit was pretty good-looking. We don't know each other until we fight. Your love is coming. Is it coming now?" While He Xiang went out to get water, He Yang whispered again.

He ran over and asked some embarrassing questions to Zhuang Wenche.

"none of your business!"

"If you don't refuse directly, it's considered acquiescence."

"Are you tired of living?"

"Ah! How can you ignore our brotherhood?"

"Speak nicely and don't criticize me."

"Good news!" He Yang's next words were forcibly interrupted by Lu Qinglin who suddenly rushed in.

"Your food is going to be on sale. What good news?" Zhuang Wenche had not yet come out of his "anger" just now.

"The club is recruiting new members tomorrow afternoon. You can meet elementary school girls. That's good news." Lu Qinglin took out the list and explained the above process.

As the president of the dance club, Zhuang Wenche was not only happy, but also had a headache.

"What's wrong with you? You're unhappy. Isn't it a good thing to recruit new members to the club? You are already a senior." He Xi poked Zhuang Wenche, who was in a daze, with a pen.

Throughout the afternoon, he was indirectly happy, persistently absent-minded, and looked a little confused.

"Every year when the dance club recruits new members, they have to perform, so I..." Zhuang Wenche pointed to his injured abdomen and spread his hands helplessly, "You know."

It was an injury he suffered in a car accident during the summer vacation, and he still can't do strenuous exercise, so up to now, Zhuang Wenche has not danced much.

I only skipped it secretly once, but the result was much more serious.

"Where are the other club members?" He seemed a little embarrassed. It was her fault, but there was nothing she could do.

"Other members can dance, but it's a pity for me..."

He Xiang lowered his head and did not answer.

"Hey, hey, don't think too much. I don't blame you. It's just a dance. I've been dancing for more than ten years, and it's not far behind. By then, won't there be an art festival?

I can still blind them."

"Then let me help you with the club's recruitment tomorrow afternoon. The other club members will probably be tired from dancing. If there are too many people, they may be too busy. Just think of it as me going to atone for my sins."

"What about your department? Aren't you still the deputy director of the study department?"

"It's all the company's job to recruit new people, just like your director of the Department of Literature and Art doesn't recruit new people."

"Okay!"

The afternoon self-study class was to prepare for the recruitment of new members of the club tomorrow afternoon. Zhuang Wenche called the deputy director of the dance club and some club members, from Class 11 to Class 18, to recruit people one by one.

In He Xi's words, thanks to Zhuang Wenche's handsome face, he has gained the love of a large number of little fans, so he probably won't have to worry about recruiting new people tomorrow afternoon.

Lu Qinglin in front was not idle either. He ran back and forth all afternoon. He was not only the president of the basketball club, but also the deputy director of the sports department. He was out of breath until he returned to the classroom.

Don’t forget to brag about how big your gains are.

But He Yang next to him was in a worse situation. He was the vice president of the animation club. The president took leave today, and all the important responsibilities were given to him. He couldn't handle it.

I was a little nervous when I stood on the podium to promote my speech, and I was stumbling when I spoke. Fortunately, I was saved by other club members in the end.

It wasn't until the last few classes that He Yang got used to the situation and felt somewhat at home.

But the results were not very good, so I was thinking of a new solution tomorrow afternoon.

There were many presidents and so on in the liberal arts class, but it seemed that they were not assigned tasks. They sat in the classroom with the few people who were left alone all afternoon, bored.

However, I am still not very proficient in memorizing "Xiaoyaoyou" written in Chinese.

When everything is ready, there is more peace of mind in looking forward to tomorrow.
Chapter completed!