The summer is hot and the cicadas are chirping constantly. The big fan in the classroom was whirring, and the air conditioner that was older was emitting a little bit of cool air. The classroom door was still wide open. In the scorching sun in the summer, the air-conditioning effect was minimal.
"It's so hot. Can you close the door? The heat from outside is coming in."
"That's right."
"You guys have the nerve to tell me how much your own sweat smells like, don't you know?"
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"The teacher told us to fill in our target school and future direction and hand it in next Monday." The monitor stood on the podium and handed out the forms after speaking.
"Xingxing, where are you going to apply for?" Jiang Xiaoyu, who had just received the form, turned around and asked curiously.
"I plan to apply to Jiangsu University!" Jiang Xingmian put down his pen and replied.
Xu Qian, who was lying on the table and dozing in the lower right, heard all these words.
"Brother Qi, did you hear that? Classmate Jiang said he is going to Jiang University! You don't do the same, right?" Qu Qi leaned over and said with a wicked smile.
"Go away, don't stink to me." Xu Qian pushed his head away with a look of disgust and did not answer his question. But in her heart, she thought of the apple Jiang Xingmian placed on his table on Christmas Eve. Did she have some enlightenment? She must like me too, otherwise why would she give me apples? The more Xu Qi'an thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed it right, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.
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At the corner of the stairs, Jiang Xingmian was looking at the girl with twin tails in front of him in embarrassment.
"No, I really can't help you, you should go and give it to him yourself!" Jiang Xingmian firmly refused.
"You helped me give him the apple last Christmas Eve. Just help me again! Aren't you familiar with him?"
"Actually, I don't know him very well, so it's better to give him love letters in person!" Jiang Xingmian regretted that he shouldn't have caused such a thing to happen to him last time.
In fact, on Christmas Eve, Xu Qi'an's table was filled with gifts. But he gave them all to Qu Qi to deal with, except for the apple he saw Jiang Xingmian secretly put on his table.
Concept: A little sweet article