Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

Haishi No.1 Middle School is a high school that focuses on diversification. The school not only offers specialty classes, but also has many regular competitions every year.

This year, the second year of the senior year will be an English speech contest. Each class has two places for registration. The first class will add 20 points to the final class review.

The head teacher Lin Yue announced the news in class and said that interested students can apply to Cheng Chu after class.

But the students lacked interest in the competition, and no one came to register until noon.

It was a cold winter in the sea market in December, and the plane trees outside the classroom were already bare and a little bleak.

When Cheng Chu arrived in the classroom in the afternoon, there were already a few people sitting scattered in the class.

The girl sitting in front of Cheng Chu obliquely looked around and turned to her and said, "Cheng Chu, I want to sign up for an English speech."

"Yeah, good." Cheng Chu nodded, drew out the registration form and added her name.

The girl's name is Song Xinyu, she is at the same table with Lin Ruo, and is also a member of their small group.

Cheng Chu didn't know them well and didn't want to talk to them more. After adding Song Xinyu's name, he silently bowed his head to preview the afternoon homework.

But Song Xinyu did not turn his head.

"Do you have anything else?" Cheng Chu asked.

Song Xinyu shook his head, nodded hesitantly after a while, and whispered: "Well, I want to ask you, besides me, who else has signed up?"

Cheng Chu looked at the empty registration form: "No, you are the only one."

The corners of Song Xinyu's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of joy on his plain face: "Well, thank you."

Seeing her turning her head, Cheng Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The speech contest will be next week, and the manuscript needs to be written by yourself and handed over to the teacher for correction, so time is a bit tight.

After school that day, Cheng Chu was called to the office by the head teacher Lin Yue.

"Our class will register alone?" Lin Yue frowned as she looked at the empty registration form.

She wears oval black-rimmed glasses, her black hair is always meticulously combed, and she frowns harshly.

Cheng Chu was a little shocked at her, but just nodded silently.

"What's the matter?" Lin Yue pursed her thin lips: "There are two people in each class, or you can go with this one."

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Cheng Chu was shocked, and subconsciously refused: "Teacher, I can't do it. I will be nervous with so many people, or you can find someone else."

She really has no interest in speaking in English, and she has to practice and study every day. There is not enough time to think about it.

At this time in the last life, she had returned to the key class. The classmates there were very active in this competition, so she was not needed at all.

It was school time, and the teacher in the office had already left for most of the time. Lin Yue curled her fingers and knocked **** the desk.

"I used to play the piano in front of the whole school, and I didn't see you nervous." Lin Yue said calmly: "The class is when you need you, and I asked you to be the class representative. You should go to this competition."

Cheng Chu looked at Lin Yue's serious face, and secretly clenched his fingers. As soon as he opened his mouth to argue, he was blocked back.

"Okay, it's so decided. You and Song Xinyu will write the draft before Thursday and leave it to me to change it. After I finish it, you will practice well on the weekend."

"It's not too early now, let's go back." Lin Yue said.

Cheng Chu knew that there was no room for rebuttal, so he nodded his head.

The next day, Cheng Chu told Song Xinyu about the deadline for writing, but her expression was strange.

The girl stared at her, her eyes aggrieved and resentful: "Didn't you say that I was the only one signing up?"

Only then did Cheng Chu understand. She explained: "It is true that you are the only one, so there is a missing quota. Teacher Lin asked me to top it."

Song Xinyu didn't say a word, those big, beautiful eyes glared at her, then turned back aggrievedly, leaving a whispered "whatever you say."

Cheng Chu was a little inexplicable. Who would show this pitiful appearance of being bullied by her, this was originally a fact.

The classroom in winter was gloomy and cold, but Cheng Chu had inexplicably usurped the fire in her heart. She took a few deep breaths, looked down at the textbook, and suppressed her anxiety.

The surroundings are peaceful and quiet, with only a slight sound of flipping books.

"Leave her alone."

Cheng Chu raised his eyes in surprise.

In the winter sun, Gu Miao's dark eyes also shone brightly.

He seemed to be ashamed of the girl's direct stare, lowered his eyes as if avoiding, clenched his hands, and said, "You, don't care."

The irritability in Cheng Chu's heart dissipated, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her clear voice was full of joy: "Well, I know."

The girl's voice was crisp and beautiful, and the roots of Yang Gu Miao's ears turned red unconsciously.

He nodded in a panic, then turned to look at the textbook on his desk.

But a few minutes passed without turning a page.

After getting along for so many days, Cheng Chu already knew that the future leader is now a shy boy who is easily shy and stutters from time to time.

I couldn't help but blush when I said a few words to her, my hands and feet were flustered and I didn't know where to put them.

Cheng Chu turned her head and stopped teasing him. She was afraid that if she talked too much, his face would burn.

In the past two days, Cheng Chu was so busy that he had to write speeches and practice piano.

After she submitted the manuscript, she realized that the atmosphere in the class was a little faintly wrong.

The people who used to be close to her on weekdays are gone, and the people who always take her to the toilet are gone.

Cheng Chu didn't care about it at first, but when the get out of class was over to fill the water, the girls in front of her fell silent when they saw her coming. One of them quietly glanced at her, leaning to the ear next to her, and said Whispered.

In that way, it seemed to be afraid that Cheng Chu would not know that they were talking bad about her.

Back to the class, Cheng Chu turned her head and asked Rosici: "Did there be any gossip about me in the class recently?"

"Huh?" Rosici's eyes were erratic, but she did not dare to look at her.

It seems so, Cheng Chu asked Zhou Ran again: "Do you know?"

Zhou Ran snorted a little awkwardly: "How do I know about your girls."

Gu Miao turned her back to them, her fingers stiffened, and her ears stood up quietly.

He has always been squeezed out. It turned out that only Cheng Chu was willing to approach him, but recently Zhou Ran and Luo Xixi have been added.

So as long as the three of them don't talk, he knows almost nothing about the gossip in the class.

When get out of class was over, the class was a little noisy. Cheng Chu sullen his face and said, "You know, then tell me. I can't even know my own business."

"Ah." Rosie coughed, looking at Cheng Chu's cold peachy eyes, cautiously: "Chu Chu, we both don't believe what others say."

"Right, right, right." Zhou Ran nodded, "You know that the small group of Song Xinyu and Lin Luo always likes to isolate things, and it's nothing to look for."

Cheng Chu nodded: "So Song Xinyu and Lin Luo are talking bad about me?"

They rejected Lin Luo's question before, but now they offend Song Xinyu again. It's strange that they didn't speak ill of her.

The seat in front was empty, and the two instigators who had isolated her were nowhere.

Cheng Chu sighed, looked at the dead branches without leaves outside the window, and said nothing.

When she turned around, she found that Gu Miao who was sitting next to her didn't know where she had gone.

The cold winter wind is howling, there are not too many people in the corridor, most students choose to stay in the classroom after class.

Gu Miao held the plastic water bottle in her hand, her black eyes as cold as the howling wind in the winter.

He walked through the corridor and saw Lin Luo and Song Xinyu from the back.

The two girls are not too tall, and the school uniforms are bloated with padded jackets.

The two of them stood back and forth, Song Xinyu leaned his head on Lin Luo's shoulder and was talking happily.

Gu Miao felt that their smiles were a bit dazzling, and he quietly approached, listening to the conversation between the two.

"I think no one but Rosie will talk to her today."

"Deserve it, who told her to be such a bitch, she signed up and lied to you to say no."

"Hey, maybe she was really added by the teacher?"

"Do you believe this too? Yuyu, you are really naive."

Song Xinyu frowned, blinked his watery eyes, and said in a low voice, "But, she was better than me in the first place. She should win this competition."

Lin Luo unscrewed the lid, put the kettle under the warm water tap, and said without looking back: "She just got good exam results, and we don't take oral exams. I heard you read it and thought it was good last time. You must Better than her."

"Really?" Song Xinyu asked in surprise.

"Of course, how proud she is after the game." Lin Luo closed the faucet and was about to close the lid when he was hit **** the shoulder.

The kettle in his hand flew out suddenly, and the warm water was poured onto Song Xinyu's cotton jacket.

"Ah." Song Xinyu screamed in fright.

Lin Luo was also splashed with water. She raised her eyes angrily and was about to curse, when she saw Gu Miaozheng looking at her coldly.

In the cold winter, the young boy's bottomless eyes were actually colder than the north wind, like a cold poisonous snake, cold and gloomy.

When I looked at the two of them, I looked at the dirty trash on the ground.

Lin Luo's swear words that had already reached his mouth suddenly choked up. She had never seen such a terrible Gu Miao.

The silent teenager in the memory always sat in the corner of the class, even if he was mocked by a few boys, he did not react at all.

This is the first time she has seen such a terrible him.

He is more frightening than the gloomy and gloomy he is usually, as if the evil spirits crawling out of hell, with a single finger, their burning bones can disappear.

The cold winter wind continued to roar, and the warm water in Lin Luo's hand was already cold, and she shivered from the cold.

Frightened by Gu Miao's eyes, Song Xinyu grabbed Lin Luo's hand and whispered, "Hurry up and leave it alone."

Lin Luoqiang held up his momentum and glared at Gu Miao, before being dragged away by Song Xinyu.

Until sitting in the classroom, Lin Luo was still a little afraid, she thought of the last look in Gu Miao's eyes.

Sullen and vicious, like a slimy viper spitting out snake letter.

It seemed to warn her that next time let him hear it, it was more than just warm water.

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