Jia Peilin stepped out of the dormitory and saw Xiao Han hanging up the phone. He walked to him: "I have a question to ask you." He is in such a good mood now, so he can make some things happen.

"Tell me." Xiao Han leaned lazily on the railing.

"I've been wondering just now, why do you have to wait until you finish playing the ball before confessing to Yin Xinhui?"

Xiao Han played with his cell phone, his voice calm: "Didn't you notice it? She was so confident when playing basketball, and her whole body looked different from usual. At that time, Yang Yu and the others couldn't help but look at her a few more times."

Jia Peilin remembered the scene of Yin Xinhui shooting in the basketball game. When she received the ball, she jumped up and shot the ball. The rhythm was just right, and the movement was completed in one go, and every move was full of vitality. Her expression was happy and contented, and she was calm and radiant.

He suddenly realized: "I said it's not that simple. It turns out that you are afraid that she will be snatched away by others."

"That's not the main reason." Xiao Han pressed his right hand on the keyboard of his mobile phone, and called up the text message she sent to herself during the winter vacation: If you have a cold, you should pay attention to rest more and drink more boiled water... A series of precautions are detailed and detailed.

When I received her text messages during the cold, I felt very comfortable: she usually didn't even carry her mobile phone, but she was always concerned about her condition. Just as the sun shone through the clouds and urged the haze to open, all the uncertainties before were swept away by her concern words.

The lines on Xiao Han's face slowed down and he asked for a while: "Do you remember what Gao Junting said on the New Year's Day performance? She didn't play basketball for two years in high school, so she might be hiding something in her subconscious mind."

"Remember. Are you referring to that Lu Yanheng?" Jia Peilin thought for a moment and immediately understood: "You mean that once she promised to play with us, it means she is fine."

His expression was very concise but enough to make Xiao Han understand what he was talking about.

Xiao Han nodded and gave him a "smart" look.

"I'll give you eight words: I'm a cunning person! I'm willing to give you a chance!" Jia Peilin's topic changed, "I forgot to ask you at noon, did you touch her hand?"

Xiao Han was still playing with his cell phone, not intending to tell him that he had held her hand at KFC - although it didn't last long.

Just as he was about to speak, his cell phone was shocked - there was a text message. He looked at the cell phone, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he thought for a moment and began to think about the words and reply to the text message.

Jia Peilin knew that the text message was definitely not sent by Yin Xinhui, and she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Who?"

Xiao Han's face turned hesitant and said a name.

Jia Peilin said: "Why is she sending you a text message at this time?"

"Ask chemistry questions." Xiao Han said concisely.

Jia Peilin saw him not saying anything, but what he thought was: This friend is indeed full of peach blossoms everywhere.

The mock exam papers were sent out one after another in the next few days, and the office suddenly became crowded and became the most common place for students to visit. Every day, students who were wrongly deducted points went to the office to find teachers to change their points.

A week after the test papers were issued, the results and rankings were announced one after another.

Class 8 lived up to expectations in this exam. Except for losing Chinese to Class 15, the other grades were comparable to Class 1. The students in Class 8, who ranked in Class 8, stole the limelight. Zhang Jie's English ranks second in the class, Jia Peilin, Xiao Han and Ling Shun won the top three in chemistry, and Yin Xinhui's comprehensive subject was tied for first place with a boy in Class 1. The class teacher was happy and praised his beloved disciples.

At noon, Yin Xinhui was called to the English office by her English teacher to talk.

The English teacher pointed to the test paper and said, "Yin Xinhui, your listening score is actually not very low, but based on your English second volume, the highest score in the class except Zhang Jie, so I think it's a pity for your listening test... I think as long as your listening skills improves a little, your English will have an advantage and are fully capable of hitting the top three in the grade."

Yin Xinhui felt a little embarrassed: "Well, I think the radio is a bit fast, and I can't react at once. But I will pay attention next time."

The female teacher nodded in agreement: "The listening questions in this simulation test were a bit ambiguous, and the listening questions in the college entrance examination should not be so difficult."

He raised his head and saw his beloved disciple Kongming's clear eyes, grabbed her hand and patted her a few times, and smiled: "Teacher really thinks you can do better in the exam. Come on!"

"I understand, thank you teacher."

The canteen at noon has always been the place with the most students, and Jia Peilin and Xiao Han lined up in the queue to order food.

"Why are you alone?" Xiao Han saw Zhang Jie alone and his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Yin Xinhui was called to the office by Teacher Luo, and I asked me to come and have dinner first." Zhang Jie explained.

Teacher Luo is an English teacher.

Jia Peilin couldn't help but speak: "Teacher Luo asked her to go to the office? Didn't she do well in English?" He glanced at Xiao Han with a squinted look, who frowned and didn't say anything.

"Yes. Teacher Luo may think that her second test scores are so high, and her listening scores are relatively low, so she asked her to go over and ask." Zhang Jie knew that her deskmate's English listening has always been a weak link.

"And don't you have to hold a parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon? Her parents didn't have time to come. Teacher Zeng said that since her parents didn't come to hold a parent-teacher meeting, it would be better to go and find Teacher Luo."

Xiao Hanshu spread his eyebrows. She didn't mention this at all when the two of them were on the phone last night. I think she thought it wasn't a big problem.

Although Zhang Jie is keen, she no longer has hope for the relationship between these two people since Yin Xinhui deliberately alienated Xiao Han at the end of the last semester, so she did not notice what was wrong with Xiao Han's reaction.

After the mock exam results were announced, the parent-teacher meeting was held for the third grade of high school. The time was after school in the afternoon and the location was in the classrooms of each class.

Before school was over in the afternoon, the parking lot of Z Middle School and the open space outside the school gate were full of cars. Because there were too many vehicles and there were not enough places, many cars parked directly on the campus - this is a landscape that happens every time Z Middle School holds a parent-teacher meeting.

On the way to the cafeteria, Yin Xinhui and Zhang Jie saw various cars parked on the school road, and there were many expensive brands among them.

Zhang Jie's eyes fell on a white BMW sedan on the side of the road. Yin Xinhui saw her staring at the license plate on the front of the car and couldn't help looking at the car. At this time, she heard Zhang Jie say, "This car seems to be driven by Xiao Han's mother."

"His mother's car?" Xinhui was stunned and said, and couldn't help but look at the car a few more times.

Zhang Jie nodded and said as she walked forward: "His parents are both lawyers, and their families are very rich. Their parents each have a car. His father drives a Mercedes-Benz and his mother drives a BMW." Zhang Jie's family is very wealthy and has a certain understanding of luxury cars.

She had a lot of impression of Xiao Han's mother. When she held a parent-teacher meeting last semester in the senior year of high school, she happened to have dinner with Jia Peilin and Xiao Han. At that time, Xiao Han's mother also ate some food with her son. She and Xiao Han only returned to school on Monday morning, and occasionally they saw Xiao Han get out of the car when they returned to school.

People in this city generally have a high quality of life, and there are many famous cars in their homes in the students in Z. Xinhui is not surprised. She was thinking about another thing and said curiously: "His parents are both lawyers?"

It turns out that his parents are both lawyers, but I haven't heard him say that. No wonder he is so eloquent.

"Yes, Jia Peilin told me that many people in the class know. If you don't ask anything, you definitely don't know." Zhang Jie has never forgotten it.

The two walked into the cafeteria and found several people in Class 8 sitting together for dinner. Xiao Han, Qiu Yiqiong, and Wang Wei sat facing the door, Jia Peilin, Zou Jiming, and Luo Jujuan sat opposite the three of them in turn.

It seems that a parent meeting gave everyone a chance to get together.

Seeing that they had bought the food, Jia Peilin maliciously called the two over: "Yin Xinhui, Zhang Jie, here!" They sat in the middle of the table, with two empty seats beside him and Xiao Han.

Yin Xinhui had already captured a hint of crampyness from Jia Peilin's eyes, and her face turned red.

Zhang Jie was in a daze and walked over and sat next to Xiao Han. Yin Xinhui sat next to Jia Peilin.

Jia Peilin secretly cried in his heart: Zhang Jie, you are too ignorant.

Xiao Han's face remained silent. He raised his right foot under the table and kicked his friend to warn him.

Jia Peilin felt pain and his right hand couldn't help but tremble.

Qiu Yiqiong sat diagonally opposite him and said strangely: "Jia Peilin, are you having cramps?"

Zou Jiming solved his girlfriend's doubts: "He had an intermittent attack, please forgive him." He usually goes home for dinner, but today because he has to wait for his mother for the parent-teacher meeting, he ordered a dish to accompany his girlfriend to eat.

Yin Xinhui and Zhang Jie came late, and when the other six people left after dinner, they were still eating slowly.

When the two walked out of the cafeteria after dinner, they saw Jia Peilin and a beautiful woman dressed in a well-dressed manner talking at the door of the convenience store. Jia Peilin saw them raise their hands and greeted them.

The parent-teacher meeting has been held, and parents have successively walked from the teaching building to the canteen while talking to their children.

"Hello Auntie!" The two girls stopped at the same time, nodded and bowed.

Is this Jia Peilin's mother? She is very young.

"Hello, you guys!" The beautiful woman nodded, her mature and capable face showed a little kindness, and she narrowed her eyes slightly with a smile, "You are also students in Class 8? What's your name?"

A familiar male voice suddenly inserted in: "Mom, didn't you say you had something to give me?"

This sound-

Xinhui was shocked and turned her head to see that Xiao Han had just walked out of the convenience store with a bottle of water dripping. Her body stiffened. It turned out that the beautiful and decent woman in front of her was Xiao Han's mother, not Jia Peilin's mother.

When Xiao Han saw the scene in front of him, his handsome face appeared surprised.

Xiao’s mother smiled very casually: “I’ll put the things in the car, and you will come with me later and I’ll give them to you. I’ll chat with your classmates…”

Xiao Han quickly reacted and quickly introduced: "Mom, this is Zhang Jie - you met at the last parent meeting. This is Yin Xinhui, all of them are classmates in our class."

Jia Peilin had already watched the fun, and when he saw Xiao Han coming out, he said goodbye: "Auntie, you guys chat slowly, let's go back to the dormitory first."

Xiao's mother nodded with a smile: "Okay."

After saying goodbye to Jia Peilin, the two girls stepped onto the stairs of the dormitory building.

Xinhui then asked Zhang Jie: "That one was Xiao Han's mother just now?" She looked very beautiful.

Zhang Jie thought to herself: Isn’t this obvious? Xiao Han’s outline is somewhat similar to his mother.

She glanced at her deskmate: "Yes! It's like a fake bag! Didn't Xiao Han look quite similar to her? She had dinner with us when the parent-teacher meeting last semester, but you were not present at that time. Our dormitory was still discussing that night that she was well maintained. How about it, she looked very young, right?"
Chapter completed!