Her Little Dimples

Chapter 6

On Monday, the second class was over. All the students from the first and second grades of high school went to the North Playground to participate in the weekly flag-raising ceremony.

Class 9 is facing the flag-raising platform, in the middle of the playground. One column for boys and one column for girls, standing in order of height.

The summer sun is scorching, although it is just past ten o'clock, the light shines on the naked skin of a person, still sweating.

The school rules of Linshi No. 1 Middle School, students must wear school uniforms when participating in the flag-raising ceremony. From a distance, there is a blue and white ocean, except for the abrupt one in the middle.

The boys at the end of the class wear their own clothes.

Black, yellow, red, and a small piece of t-shirts of different colors are interspersed in it, highlighting their uniqueness.

The second and ninth class of high school is a very special existence in the grade.

There are students who can catch up with and surpass the experimental class, and there are also rich second generations who are in the end of the crane. Class 9 people like to make troubles, but the school has always maintained a laissez-faire, or an attitude of turning a blind eye. How much made other students feel a little respectful of the people in this class.

The school can't control it, and they naturally can't afford it.

I came here once during the teaching director, and asked Xu Xingchun who was standing at the forefront of the class, "Why don't those students in your class wear school uniforms?"

Xu Xingchun pursed his lips and answered formulaically: "Forgot to bring it."

"Forgot to bring it again? How many times is this?!"

Li Zhiping frowned and raised his voice, "You, class 9, don't always think about specializing in the grade. When you study in this school, you must abide by the school's rules!"

Xu Xingchun listened quietly, his expression unchanged. Deep-cold and quiet eyebrows, clear outlines.

I educate a few more words, because the boy in front of him is the best student in the next grade, Li Zhiping is not easy to get angry, and can only say: "Next time you remember to remind them in advance, don't go too far."

The few girls standing in the front dared to breathe out when the dean was gone.

He whispered, whispered.

"Li Zhiping only dared to say in front of the monitor every time. He has the ability to say thanks to them afterwards..."

"Hey, what's the use of talking to those people, will they listen."

"What's the use of talking to the monitor."

"At least I should dare to look for the group of people behind..."

"..."

A bunch of people next to her talked to her ears from time to time, and Ma Xuanrui couldn't help but quietly glance at the boy standing diagonally in front of her.

It takes a long time to watch, or the line of sight is too straightforward. He noticed something, turned his head and looked back, his profile shadowed by the sunlight.

She didn't dare to continue watching, and quickly lowered her head, but she couldn't help but feel a trance.

Ma Xuanrui and Xu Xingchun were in the same class for two semesters, but they spoke very few times.