Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

The rumors in the class slowly subsided over time.

Lin Ruo seemed to be stimulated by something, and he didn't even dare to look at her.

And Song Xinyu always looked at her carefully with those pitiful eyes.

Cheng Chu really didn't like these two people. She was very busy, practicing piano, studying, and memorizing speech scripts. She didn't have time to participate in the intrigue of these little girls.

Before I knew it, the weekend passed in a hurry, and the speech contest was held on Monday as scheduled.

The last class on Monday was changed to a speech contest with self-study classes, and everyone must go to the auditorium to gather.

The contestants were called backstage.

When I got there, the small backstage had already crowded a lot of people, and it was noisy like a small market.

Cheng Chu discovered that Lin Qifeng had also participated in this competition.

He was not surprised to see Cheng Chu, but raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "Are you here too?"

"Yes, our class didn't have enough people to sign up, so I was pulled in." Cheng Chu shrugged.

Lin Qifeng smiled: "Hey, just like me."

He glanced around at random and saw Song Xinyu in the corner. The corners of his raised mouth were stiff: "The other person in your class is that Song Xinyu?"

"Right." Cheng Chu nodded: "You know?"

"Haha, I'm not familiar with it." Lin Qifeng quickly denied: "I'm leaving now. See you later in the game."

He saw a cat like a mouse, and ran away as soon as his voice fell.

Cheng Chu only found it strange, but she didn't care about it now. She had to memorize the manuscript she was holding now.

In the freezing winter, the air in the background was mixed and sultry, and Cheng Chu's face was flushed.

Someone was already on the stage before, and a few words of English came vaguely from the distant stage.

Cheng Chu felt dizzy and couldn't help but take a few deep breaths before being patted on the shoulder twice.

"You are number three, get ready, the next one is yours."

"Okay, thank you." Cheng Chu nodded, folded the manuscript in his hand into a small square, put it in the pocket of the skirt, raised his eyes slightly, and saw Lin Qifeng standing far away, silently comparing to her. A gesture of cheering.

Cheng Chu couldn't help but smile. She was born bright and beautiful, but now she smiled slightly, her red face was a little bit charming, and she seemed to be more friendly.

The boy standing next to him couldn't help but stared blankly, his face flushed unconsciously.

The host’s voice came from far away: "Next, please invite Cheng Chu, the third contestant from the second and third class of high school. Everyone welcomes applause."

"Huh." Cheng Chu took a few deep breaths and followed the guiding classmates onto the stage.

A beam of light fell, and the girl wore a school uniform skirt. When she stepped onto the stage, the skirt swayed slightly, like small flowers blooming on the branches in early spring.

There was a moment of commotion in the audience, and rustling discussion sounded.

Sitting in the corner, Gu Miao heard the suppressed and excited voices of boys in other classes behind.

"Fuck, my goddess."

"The goddess can not only play the piano, but also speak English so well."

"I heard that she grew up abroad when she was a child and was with Lin Qifeng."

"Hey, I'm broken in love. I can't fight Lin Qifeng."

There was a cold wind outside, but inside the auditorium was warm like spring.

Gu Miao was sitting on the comfortable backrest chair, and only felt that she was standing in the December cold wind in the sea. The cold wind blew into his collar, the heart that was constantly surging because of her. Quietly fell silent.

He looked at the **** the stage with deep eyes.

Under the bright stage lights, the girl's white skin seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, and the twinkling peach eyes were blooming.

Her voice was clear and clear, like the clear spring water on the top of the mountain, with the cool and brisk wind of summer night, gurgling into her heart.

The girl's English is fluent, not in an upright and elegant English accent, but with some casual and beautiful accent, which makes the heart tense and relax.

Gu Miao's English is not good, which can be said to be very bad. He listened hard, but only understood a few words.

The auditorium was brightly lit, and a shadow fell in the corner.

Gu Miao's dark eyes seemed to melt into the silence.

He never hated his incompetence like this for a moment.

I can't even learn the most basic English, and I can't even understand what she says.

But how about Lin Qifeng? He can stand on the same stage with her brilliantly.

Even like her, confident and generous to conquer all people's hearts.

There was loud applause, and the girl bowed slightly to everyone.

Gu Miaocai regained his senses as if waking up from a dream, he mechanically raised his hand and patted it.

Not surprisingly, Cheng Chu won the first place.

The audience was filled with flowers and applause. She stood in the center of the stage, receiving everyone's attention.

The auditorium was filled with a sea of ​​people. The spotlights on the stage were shining like the noon sun in summer. Cheng Chu’s face rose slightly with warmth. She took the trophy handed over by the principal, and looked slightly to see if she was standing. Song Xinyu in the distance.

She performed well today and won the third place.

The petite girl stood on the edge of the stage and was quickly overwhelmed by the surrounding crowd.

She didn't look happy, tugging the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a far-fetched smile.

After the awards were over, Cheng Chu followed the crowd to the backstage, took his own things and left.

Participants have left one after another, and there are not many people in the backstage.

When Lin Qifeng came in, Song Xinyu was the only one in the backstage that was not big.

The girl's figure is a little thin, sitting on a small stool, she can barely see her silently.

Lin Qifeng was taken aback, seeing that she didn't intend to speak out, but walked aside in silence, picked up her schoolbag, and turned to leave.

"Lin Qifeng." Song Xinyu's delicate voice suddenly sounded in the empty backstage: "I have something to tell you."

Lin Qifeng's back stiffened, he coughed awkwardly before saying: "My driver is waiting for me at the school gate. Let's talk about something next time."

"Don't you even have time to say a word to me?" Song Xinyu had to stand up with a "huh", staring at Lin Qifeng with tearful eyes, making his back chill.

Lin Qifeng took a deep breath and said, "Okay, let's talk about it."

Before all the people in the auditorium had left, Song Xinyu was afraid that others would hear him, and led him to the hidden staircase.

She lowered her head, bit her lip, twisted her clothes with her fingers, and said nothing for a long while.

Next to it was a window, and the cold wind came in like a knife.

Standing at the wind vent, Lin Qifeng only felt coolness on his back. He looked at the girl who bowed his head in front of him, his eyes were impatient, and his voice was very cold: "If you have anything, say it."

He is really going to die of cold standing here.

Song Xinyu finally let go of her lower lip. She raised her eyes to look at the boy in front of her, her watery eyes with a shyness: "I want to tell you that I like you."

At the dim staircase entrance, the voice-activated light suddenly turned on.

She clearly saw that Lin Qifeng's sunny eyes were like the cold wind outside the window, floating with a biting indifference.

"I don't like you." She heard him say coolly.

There was a slight echo when speaking at the empty staircase. Song Xinyu stood in a daze, as if the cold and decisive words echoed in her ears over and over.

She felt her heart break, her youthful love was exposed to the cold wind, and the coldness flowed into the blood along the heart, freezing her limbs and limbs.

"Why?" Her voice trembled carefully.

Under the dim light, Lin Qifeng had no expression on his face. His eyes were not deep black, but a light brown color, which looked cold and ethereal.

He fixedly looked at the handrails of the stairs, and said coldly: "No reason, just don't like it."

Grade One and Song Xinyu were in the same class. At the beginning, he didn't feel much about this delicate and delicate girl. He didn't hate or like it, so he always politely refused her favors.

But once, in the stairwell, he heard this girl who was usually frightened by speaking loudly in her ear, who was usually soft and soft, was using her soft voice to say bad things about another girl in the class. .

He couldn't believe that such vicious words would be spoken from such a girl.

The girl who was spoken ill was Lin Qifeng's deskmate.

It was an introverted and quiet girl, cowardly and kind, always helping others without asking for anything in return. She and Song Xinyu were once as good as sisters.

I don't know since when, the girls in the class began to isolate that girl, running on her in secret.

Lin Qifeng didn't understand the reason.

But at that moment, he understood everything.

The girl who needs someone's care like a delicate flower and makes many boys feel pity, is essentially a terrible piranha.

She used her weakness to conceal the viciousness in her heart, so that everyone would lay down their guard against her, and then give people a fatal blow.

He would not like such a girl, even fear and disgust in his heart.

In the silent corridor, the phone in Lin Qifeng's pocket shook.

It was the driver's call. He picked it up and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Uncle Li, I have something here. You wait for another five minutes and I will come right away."

Lin Qifeng hung up the phone and said in a cold voice, "I'm leaving now for nothing."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Song Xinyu to say anything, he stepped directly up the stairs.

"and many more."

Lin Qifeng's footsteps stagnated, and his tone was impatient: "What else is there?"

"You rejected me because of Cheng Chu? You like her, don't you?" Song Xinyu sniffed, her voice choked.

A trace of impatientness flashed in Lin Qifeng's eyes: "It has nothing to do with her, don't provoke her, and don't come to me in the future."

The tall and tall figure of the young man gradually disappeared into the corridor, Song Xinyu stood blankly for a while, tears gradually coming to his eyes.

In the misty sight, she thought of the boy in the crowded backstage, looking up from the crowd, smiling brightly at Cheng Chu.

And he didn't even want to look at himself.

Tears gradually slipped, and Song Xinyu's misty eyes gradually turned into a haze.

She wiped her tears, the corners of her mouth were hooked, and there was a wicked smile on her Qingli face.

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