Lovely Allergen

Le Zhishi didn't take everyone's rumors too seriously, he was a little short-sighted, and many things were just a breeze, thinking that it would be over if it blows past. Obviously other people are a bit more complicated than he thought, after all, everyone likes gossip. Although he kept explaining, many days have passed, the rumors of [Song Yu pulled aside and bleeds his teeth when Lezhi in PE class] are still raging, completely out of his control.

The classmates around him began to express all kinds of "concerns." Some would give him snacks, saying that he must be having a hard time, and some directly ridiculed that Lele is a contemporary Cinderella.

Le Zhishi constantly emphasized that Song Yu is a very good brother, but everyone attributed his defense to his easy temper. Even the female classmate who asked him what he thought of Song Yu at the opening ceremony thought.

"No wonder you were stubborn and only dared to say good things about Song Yu." The girl had a suddenly enlightened expression, "So you are so afraid of Song Yu."

Generally speaking, Lezhishi is a person who has such a good temper that people think that he has no bottom line.

But his most steadfast bottom line is Song Yu, and he will never allow anyone to say that Song Yu is a bit bad in front of him, because in his heart, Song Yu is good to him is an undeniable established fact.

"No, he is very good, not what you think. I have said it many times. He really didn't hit me. It was all messy. He was very good to me." Le Zhishi's tone was uncharacteristically solemn. , Was a little obviously angry, and even stopped the action of drawing comics and said to them, "And it's wrong to talk about others behind their backs."

The classmates were also a little frightened by him like this, "We didn't talk about it behind your back...what is the relationship between the two of you, if we say in your face, doesn't it mean we are in front of him?"

Lezhishi couldn't refute it.

The girl asked curiously again, "Then he is really as good as you said, so why doesn't he treat you like a big brother at all."

Another said, "Yes, it looks fierce."

"Brothers usually dote on younger siblings."

"Anyway, I don't like his character, he is not sunny at all, although he looks good."

Le Zhishi didn't bother to argue with them, because Song Yu said before that pointless arguments would seem stupid. He bowed his head and stared at a villain he just drew. It didn't look pleasing to the eye, so he took a pen to blacken his face.

Jiang Yufan walked into the classroom with a clean mop, and yelled: "Lele, someone is looking for you outside." After he said that, he came in and said to the classmates who were still talking about: "It's all boring. As long as you gossip. I devote half my heart to study and go to Peiya High School for a few minutes."

Le Zhishi looked up and saw that there was only half a figure in the window, wearing a white shirt from the high school, and tall. Le Zhishi was suddenly a little excited and got up and ran outside.

But as soon as he went out, the smile on his face solidified.

"You are too disappointed, right? Don't look at it, just me." Qin Yan laughed and joked.

Le Zhi Shi weakly called out to Chang Hao. But he was still very disappointed, so he raised his eyelids again and deliberately asked: "Senior, shouldn't you also let me send a message to my brother to confess?"

Qin Yan laughed, "You two are really more humorous." He patted Lezhishi on the shoulder, "Stop teasing you, I have a very important and serious business to come to you."

You are not serious, what serious things can you do. Le Zhishi thought.

The boys in the class were lying on top of each other in the corridor, squeezing and making noise. There were too many people. Qin Yan took Le Zhishi to the corner of the stairs.

"After graduating from the last senior high school senior, the radio station lost an English announcer." Qin Yan's voice is very good. He is the current stationmaster of the school radio station. He has not much time. He straightforwardly expressed his desire to join when Lezhi Thoughts to the radio station.

"You speak well, you have a good pronunciation in the previous English poem recitation contest, and many seniors in our station recommend you. How about it, do you want to try it?"

Le Zhishi leaned his back against the wall, knocked the wall lightly with the back of his head, and answered the wrong question: "Brother Song Yu's pronunciation is also very good."

"He? Do you think I can invite his big Buddha?" Qin Yan gave an expression on your little friend who looked at me too high, "Besides, the broadcasting station itself also needs to join more junior high school students. Every week. Just once on Friday, it may delay your eating time a little bit, just half an hour." After speaking, he interjected, "How can you speak English as your half mother tongue."

Just said it before the age of four...Is this also a native language?

The work of the broadcasting station is indeed not so suitable for the students in the third year of junior high school. Lezhishi fell into thinking.

Qin Yan is Song Yu's good friend. He has often come to their house for dinner since junior high school. In his heart, helping him is equivalent to helping his brother. So before the class bell rang, Lezhishi agreed.

Going home at night, Le Zhishi told Lin Rong about the incident. Who knows that Lin Rong's focus is all on the matter of not having time to eat, so he has to give him food. Le Zhishi couldn't help but think of the giant lunch box that was bigger than his head in elementary school, and the super luxurious lunch coveted by the students around him. He shook his head and declined, "It's so troublesome.

The orange cat at home slowly passed by his eyes. Lezhishi touched his tail, "Yes, oranges."

This made Lin Rong very hurt, thinking that Lele didn't need her anymore when she grew up, which made her overwhelming maternal love nowhere to be displayed. She grabbed the orange into her arms, but the orange jumped out of her arms lightly, still facing them, standing proudly and gracefully in the middle of the coffee table.

"Why don't you ask Xiaoyu if you want to bring food?" Song Jin squeezed his hand to his sad wife.

Song Yu, who heard his father call his name, wiped his hair out of the shower and knew nothing, stopped and looked at the three people in the living room.

Lin Rong stretched her feet onto Song Jin's legs, "It's too much trouble, don't make it for him, let him eat it himself."

Father Song, who was watching the show, couldn't help laughing, "Sure enough, Lele is his own."

With a towel on his head, Song Yu turned upstairs by himself, "a group of actors."

On Wednesday, Qin Yan took Lezhishi to the radio station to visit. The job here is much simpler than he thought. He is cooperating with a sophomore senior in high school. Considering Lezhishi is in the stage of entering a higher school, all the writers The manuscript work is all in charge of the senior sister. Lezhishi only needs to read the manuscript in advance and prepare.

On the first day of the broadcast, I was a little nervous when Lezhi. In order to prepare for this broadcast, he practiced quietly in the bedroom for a long time the night before, for fear of making mistakes. As soon as the bell rang in the last class in the afternoon, he rushed to the bell tower.

"Relax." The senior sister patted him on the shoulder, "After we read the opening remarks together, you can introduce this song separately and then just play it."

Le Zhishi nodded solemnly, "Well, I see."

After class, Song Yu was called out by the teacher to chat and explained quite a lot. Qin Yan dragged him downstairs before he could return to the classroom.

"Why did Lao Wang just ask you to do it? Jiligulu said for so long." Qin Yan asked.

"If you have something, let me help."

"He is taking a junior high school class now. What can I do with you? He doesn't pay any money. I'm starving to death. If there are pearl **** in the cafeteria tonight, it will be fine." In order to take a shortcut, Qin Yan dragged Song Yu away. In the air corridor, when I walked over, I happened to see in the garden downstairs, a few boys picked up their classmates to play Aruba.

"Hey! You guys don't eat." Qin Yan lay on the railing in the corridor and shouted to the boy in the next class.

"bored."

"Who are you talking about?" Qin Yan laughed, "Are they boring or am I boring? Make it clear that the meaning is not allowed."

Music came from the speakers in the garden downstairs, and the tunes flowed into the vibrant campus. Seeing that Song Yu did not answer, Qin Yan began to touch porcelain, "You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become a testimony in court."

It's hard enough.

The music faded, and a voice appeared in the speakers, speaking fluent English, with a soft youthful tone in pronunciation and intonation, "Good afternoon everyone, I’m Joy."

Song Yu pushed Qin Yan away from him. The words "You are the most boring" had already come to his lips, and he suddenly stopped after hearing these words.

"Welcome to the Voice of English every Friday. At the beginning of the program, I recommend a very nice English song for everyone..."

Looking at Song Yu, who stopped still in place, Qin Yan hit him with his shoulder, "Hey, what's the matter?" As he said, he stretched out his hand and shook in front of him, "The server was cut off?"

Song Yu slapped his hand away and glanced at Qin Yan, "Did you get him in?"

"Yeah." Qin Yan shrugged and admitted generously, "Lele's voice is so good, I said before that he must be included in his command before graduation. How about it, not bad?"

Song Yu walked down the stairs on his own, "He is in his third year."

"It's only this semester." Qin Yan sighed, "It makes you nervous. It's all rumored outside that you are bullying the kids. Just acting in front of me, brothers, friends, brothers is what you can do, you have to let the people know. what."

When I stepped out of the stairs, my vision suddenly became clear. The sky on the playground seemed to have been soaked in grapefruit juice, and a soft orange sun hung beside the clock tower. The students on the playground were chatting and running arm in arm, cheering and laughing into the selected song.

But the little anchor who arrived for the first time probably forgot to turn off the microphone. He was more fascinated by the song than the audience, and even hummed the last sentence to the chorus.

In the noisy and cheerful campus, everyone is busy dominating their precious leisure time. This small mistake has not caused ripples, only a wave in one's heart.

"Myyouthisyours."

Song Yu stopped and looked at the clock tower as if carelessly.