Am I a bit special?

Teacher Wu placed his hand on my shoulder and gently stroked it back and forth. In a tone that sounded insincere and fearful to me, he said, "I have said it before, I believe in each and every one of my students. It's okay to make mistakes sometimes, as long as you can rectify them in a timely manner. I will keep it confidential for you."

I never thought about becoming a true friend of Xin Xiao. I don't want to be disliked by everyone, nor do I want others to misunderstand me as someone as useless as Guo Jingjing. What I care about is that Xin Xiao says I am a very special girl. Every time I am with Xin Xiao, I borrow her perspective to see myself, and I have an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. You should know that from childhood to adulthood, I have never been an eye-catching girl. I have an average appearance, average grades, and an average family background. There is really nothing to show off. But deep down in my heart, I always feel that I am a little different from others. Perhaps this is what Xin Xiao calls "special." Even though this "special" is seen by someone I don't like, it still fills me with joy uncontrollably.

No. I said, bowing my head.

I think it takes a lot of courage for Wang Feng to say this. I clearly saw many students below sneering. The fat Li Lei sitting in the front row turned his head, and his mouth clearly formed the words "bootlicker", causing many students to chuckle.

I, she is my friend, I don't want her to be sad.

The next morning, I arrived very early and opened the classroom door. I found that Xin Xiao's schoolbag was still there. The red schoolbag hung from the desk with an air of desperation. I was secretly delighted because the math test paper that the teacher handed out yesterday must be turned in today. Xin Xiao, who usually urges her classmates to turn in their homework, must be feeling quite confident. I wonder how she will handle it today!

When I got home, my mother was cooking, and the food smelled delicious. Suddenly, I thought that if I were to disappear one day, she would definitely be very sad. Perhaps even sadder than Qiu Li's mother. Just the thought of something happening to me and my mother feeling as sad as Qiu Li's mother made my heart ache. I rushed into the kitchen, through the steam, and said, "This time, I will do my best to show you the best results." After saying that, I went back to my room to study. I think my mother must have found it strange, but let her wonder. Besides feeling strange, she must also feel happy. Through the steam, I said, "This time, I will do my best to show you the best results." After saying that, I went back to my room to study. I think my mother must have found it strange, but let her wonder. Besides feeling strange, she must also feel happy. Making parents happy is the duty of children. I believe that if Qiu Li could see how sad her mother was for her, she would definitely regret everything she had done.

But unconsciously, the interaction between Xin Xiao and me increased. At first, she took the initiative to approach me, chatting with me by my seat after class. When Xin Xiao talks to you, she likes to look at you seriously with her eyes, making you feel embarrassed to ignore her, regardless of whether you are interested in the topic or not. Later, she started to tell me about her study experiences or lend me some review materials she got from somewhere. You wouldn't believe it, they were really helpful. I even scored 91 points in the last English exam, and Xin Xiao played a part in it. With a somewhat selfish mentality, I gradually became more enthusiastic about Xin Xiao. Once Qiuli asked me, "Qi Ying, what spell did you use to make our monitor Xin suddenly pay so much attention to you?"

The election activity was held during the third self-study class in the afternoon. Teacher Wu first said, "In our class, everyone should be clear in their hearts who is most qualified to receive this honor. I think that the students selected from our class will ultimately be a pride of our class, so I hope everyone will take this seriously. If you have an ideal candidate in mind, please raise your hand and explain why you want to choose him."

Really?

One Sunday afternoon, Xin Xiao knocked on the door of my house, holding a large stack of review materials in her hands, saying that they were specially for me. Xin Xiao sat in my small room, with a very serious expression. She said, "Qi Ying, a good friend is a kind of feeling, do you believe it? We have that kind of feeling between us. You must pass the entrance exam for a prestigious school, so that we can continue to be together, and maybe even be in the same class, or even sit together. Do you agree?"

My tears suddenly disappeared, I couldn't say a word, and I experienced the meaning of "despair" for the first time. I lowered my head and ran out of the office. The holly trees on the playground seemed to be waving their helpless hands in the wind. I ran into the classroom, and the math teacher was already giving examples at the podium. He seemed very unhappy with my lateness and made an impatient gesture for me to enter the classroom. I think he must have known something, and a very shameful word would now hang over my head - "thief!" I struggled step by step to my seat, and finally couldn't hold back the loud sobbing.

After being hit, Xinxiao became very quiet. I think she must have matured a lot because of this. I have a question that I have been wanting to ask her. She once said to me, "I am a special girl." This sentence gave me a lot of encouragement and happiness, but many of the things she said to me were false. I don't know if this sentence is also a lie. And Aunt Su, she also told me that I am special. Maybe she has already seen that Xinxiao and I are just trying to write an article. Is the "special" in Aunt Su's mouth referring to me being silly? But I didn't ask anyone. I am still preparing for my high school entrance exam as usual. From Xinxiao and Guo Jingjing, I have already learned that it is not difficult to be a special girl, but it is difficult to be an honest and kind girl. This way, no matter what kind of family you grow up in, no matter what kind of parents you have, you will be happy and joyful.

I foolishly lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, the dusty chandelier above me resembling Xin Xiao's carefree eyes. In my mind, I designed countless plans to make Xin Xiao unlucky, only to reject them one by one. Finally, I realized that even if Xin Xiao was unlucky, what difference would it make? The shadow on me would never disappear. Do I have to carry this guilt until I graduate from junior high school, or even high school? Who would believe me?

Mother put down her chopsticks and looked at me for a while before saying, "I say, Qi Ying, you're not having any crooked ideas, are you? It's almost the beginning of the third year of junior high school, and your thoughts can't go astray."

It's just Guo Jingjing. Her eyes always avoid me, making me feel a bit sorry for her. From Xin Xiao's mouth, I have already learned a lot about her story. Her hometown is in the countryside, and her family is very poor. In order to study, she stayed at her uncle's house, which is actually more like being a maid for her uncle's family. She has to do a lot of housework every day and can only read and do homework around ten o'clock at night. She is truly a pitiful girl. If it weren't for Xin Xiao's advice not to reveal what I know, to give her some face, I really want to tell her that I don't care. Even if I have to bear this blame for her, I don't mind. She has to do a lot of housework every day and can only read and do homework around ten o'clock at night. She is truly a pitiful girl. If it weren't for Xin Xiao's advice not to reveal what I know, to give her some face, I really want to tell her that I don't care. Even if I have to bear this blame for her, I don't mind.

Unfortunately, Teacher Wu didn't see it and refused to let go. He asked Wang Feng, "Then tell me, why did you choose her?"

At this moment, the school bell rang sharply. Teacher Wu sighed and said, "Go back and think about it again." Then, he tentatively asked, "Guo Jingjing said that she was waiting for Xin Xiao at the school gate yesterday and saw you rushing out of the school gate. Was there something important?"

"Wait a little longer, okay?" Aunt Su said, "To succeed in doing things, you need to have patience."

Aunt Su warmly welcomed us. While she was talking with Xin Xiao, I stood up and went to the next room to watch Xiao Zhang playing computer games with his father. Xiao Zhang's fingers were familiarly jumping around on the computer, and I truly envied him for growing up in such a family. I heard Xin Xiao speaking in a somewhat affected Mandarin: "The articles written by high school students nowadays are too vague, with too many newly coined words and lacking in true emotions..." I couldn't help but envy Xin Xiao. After all, she had her own ideals and pursuits, while I seemed to have nothing. I heard Xin Xiao speaking in a somewhat affected Mandarin: "The articles written by high school students nowadays are too vague, with too many newly coined words and lacking in true emotions..." I couldn't help but envy Xin Xiao. After all, she had her own ideals and pursuits, while I seemed to have nothing.

I never expected that Xin Xiao, who has always been selfish in my eyes, would say such words. In that moment, I was truly moved. Almost without thinking, I blurted out, "Anyway, this matter is already in the past. Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for her."

Teacher Wu's eyes scanned the classroom, but no one raised their hand. So she called out the vice monitor, Wang Feng, from his seat. Wang Feng lowered his head for a while and finally said the two words that Teacher Wu had been longing for: "Xin Xiao".

The next morning, on the way to school, I ran into Aunt Su again. As soon as she saw me, she said, "What's wrong, Qi Ying? Do you have something on your mind?"

I pointed to that pile of documents and said, "If you give them to me, what will you do?"

Xin Xiaod nodded and leaned on my shoulder, mysteriously uttering three words, "Guo Jingjing".

Winter has come again in a blink of an eye. The winter in our city is becoming warmer and warmer. Trees are proudly green, and high school girls are shuttling around the campus in long skirts. The winter dusk also adds a lot of poetic spring mood.

However, what I never expected was that at the beginning of the new semester, Xin Xiao became enthusiastic about me. First, on the way to school, she caught up with me from behind and gasped to tell me, "Qi Ying, do you know that there is a basketball game tonight at 7:30, and Gao Feng will be playing!" This was not news to me at all. What surprised me was why Xin Xiao was talking to me. In the past, when she met me on the road, she always walked past me with her head held high. Moreover, I am sure that Xin Xiao knows nothing about football. All she knows are some soft and weak pop stars. However, while she was talking, she even reached out and held my hand, as if we were intimate.

A few days later, Qiuli came back. It is said that she didn't go far and just wandered around in the nearby city. Qiuli was surprised when she came back and said that she had only been away for a little over ten days, but it seemed like the class had become much more united. I asked Qiuli if she regretted running away from home. Qiuli said no, not at all. By running away, she finally realized how warm and important her family is to her.

Just as I was thinking, Xin Xiao hurriedly ran in, rushed to her seat as soon as she entered, took out her school bag and slammed it hard on the table. She shouted at me, "Qi Ying, what you did yesterday, you clearly knew I hadn't left yet, why did you close the classroom door!"

Sure, I can. I said, "Aunt Su and I are very close." Although there is some boasting in this statement, it is indeed a long-standing wish in my heart.

Is that so? I casually replied, "How would I know? I thought you had already left."

Really? This really surprises me.

I always feel that Aunt Su's words have hidden meanings, but I can't grasp their true significance. I have never been a sensitive girl, nor have I been willing to waste my brain on things that seem unsolvable. However, I know that Aunt Su's words are not wrong. Yes, except for myself, no one can send me to a key middle school.

The winter vacation has arrived, but Xin Xiao's article has not been published. The winter vacation has passed, but Xin Xiao's article still has not been published. During those days, Xin Xiao's attitude towards me became cold again. I think she must blame me for not being able to help her, but I have already tried my best. In addition, I have to put a lot of effort into dealing with my homework, so I can't think too much about it.

Things quickly spread in the class. Since no evidence was found, nothing serious happened to me. But I hate Xin Xiao so much. It's all because of her that I ended up in this situation today. Even if I'm not a "thief," I'm at least a "major suspect." Although many classmates advised me not to take this matter to heart, as for Xin Xiao, who doesn't know what kind of person she is. Maybe her money has long been lost, it's not certain. But when they talked to me, I could see the suspicion they were trying hard to hide in their eyes. Since that day, I involuntarily became a quiet girl, and my heart would chill at the thought that Xin Xiao's fifty yuan had not been found. I no longer chattered at the dinner table, which finally aroused my parents' suspicion.

Accompanying various simulated exams, there are various selections that come in droves, such as the selection of excellent students at all levels, outstanding student cadres, outstanding members of the Youth League, and so on. Among them, the most eye-catching is the only provincial-level "Excellent Student" award in the entire grade. In order to promote democracy, the school stipulates that each class first selects one, and then the school selects one.

As I walked to the school gate, I ran into Guo Jingjing, who must have been waiting for Xin Xiao. When she saw me, she looked evasive. "Hey!" I called out to her, "Is the servant waiting here for your master, right?"

Mother asked me, "Qi Ying, have you encountered something recently?" "No, no!" I quickly shook my head. I didn't want to tell them about this, and maybe they wouldn't believe me anyway.

"Campus Green Lawn" is published every Wednesday. On the first Wednesday, Xin Xiao and I went to buy the newspaper to read it. However, there was no article by her, but there was a piece called "The Mood of the Third Year Class 3" by Wu Hao from Class 3. On the second week, Xin Xiao still didn't have an article, and I could tell that she was feeling really bad. She talked to me with a forced smile. I couldn't bear to see her like that, so I asked Aunt Su in the evening. Aunt Su smiled and said, "Don't be so anxious, you girls. How can things happen so quickly?" Xin Xiao still didn't have an article, and I could tell that she was feeling really bad. She talked to me with a forced smile. I couldn't bear to see her like that, so I asked Aunt Su in the evening. Aunt Su smiled and said, "Don't be so anxious, you girls. How can things happen so quickly?"

However, my tears immediately welled up. I had no choice but to vigorously shake my head and say, "It wasn't me, Teacher Wu, really, it wasn't me..."

I got confused and said, "Isn't it like this every day?"

Xin Xiaoxiao happily held my hand and said, "Qi Ying, I really didn't misjudge you. Actually, do you know, I have always felt that you are a very special girl, really. In this class, the one I admire the most is you. You dare to do things, you are enthusiastic and generous, not like them, so stingy. That's why I decided that I must tell you the truth. But for Guo Jingjing's sake, please don't reveal the truth. But for Guo Jingjing's sake, please don't reveal the truth. We will be grateful to you. From now on, no matter what you think, I will treat you as a trustworthy good friend."

I told Xin Xiao what Aunt Su said. She seemed a bit impatient. After a while, Xin Xiao said, "Qi Ying, can you go talk to Teacher Su and ask her to help me send out the article earlier through the editor? Say that we are about to evaluate the top three students, and this is also one of the important conditions." Xin Xiao's eyes were full of longing, and I couldn't bear to refuse her. Xin Xiao said again, "Qi Ying, can you go talk to Teacher Su and ask her to help me send out the article earlier through the editor? Say that we are about to evaluate the top three students, and this is also one of the important conditions." Xin Xiao's eyes were full of longing, and I couldn't bear to refuse her."

"Is that so?" I said, "Since that's the case, I want you to clarify this matter for me in front of the teacher and classmates."

Of course it's true. Xinxiao said: "I can help you with your homework when I have time in the future. Don't you think I can teach well?"

I pushed her away impatiently and said, "Are you not afraid of compromising your identity by talking to a thief?"

Xin Xiaotan sighed and said, "During the summer vacation, she told me the truth and returned the money to me. I don't blame her. She did it out of confusion. As you know, she is a transfer student. It's not easy for her to come here to study, and her family conditions are not good. If something goes wrong, her life will be ruined. Although you have suffered a lot for her, I believe you will forgive her and help her, right?"

Xin Xiaomian showed a difficult expression and said, "I just want to give this real thief a little face."

It was during that period of time that I began to realize that I had always been a very kind girl. Perhaps this is what Xin Xiao referred to as "special". Moreover, it is truly a happy thing to be moved by one's own kindness. I started to be willing to sincerely help others and strive to become an excellent student in both character and learning.

Do you really know who did this?

Xin Xiaosansan released me awkwardly and said: "Actually, I was wrong to blame you for the last incident. It wasn't until summer vacation that I found out who did it. I regret it and hope you won't hold a grudge."

I don't know when I started to like Aunt Su, but I have a faint obsession with her. I like to watch her walking, and I especially like her leisurely figure when she rides a bike. This obsession is completely different from the worship of idols. My idol is Gao Feng, who used to be in Beijing Guoan team and now plays for Forward Island team. I can shout and let the whole world know how much I adore Gao Feng. But I have never told anyone about my liking for Aunt Su. I hope to become a special woman like her when I grow up, but this ideal is a bit embarrassing to mention. Of course, it's not that women like my mother are not good. My mother never sneaks a peek at my diary, never scolds me in front of my friends, and doesn't interfere too much with my love for soccer. But she is too ordinary and no one would notice her on the street. So I hope my mother can interview, write news, wear fragrant and elegant long skirts, and speak Mandarin like singing. Under her influence, I won't be a nobody in the countryside. However, these are all secret wishes in my heart. My mother, who is in menopause, is a bit stingy. Once my father said she had gained a little weight, she cried a lot. I dare not act recklessly. Whenever I have the chance, I always whisper to her sweetly, "Mom, I really like you." One is to flatter her, hoping she can let me watch the Jia A match or something, and the other is to make up for the guilt in my heart for not liking her enough. It's really hypocritical to the extreme. Sometimes I think I'm almost like Xin Xiao.

After Guo Jingjing finished speaking, the whole class erupted into a clamor. It was unclear who started it, but it was followed by a thunderous applause. No one could explain what this applause represented, but once it started, it continued for a long time. This time, Teacher Wu did not stop everyone. Xin Xiao burst out of the classroom in tears amidst the applause.

I think it's a bit excessive for Qiuli to say that. Being a parent is not an easy task. When Qiuli complains to me, I always sternly tell her that she needs to learn to communicate with her parents. All parents in the world love their children. Qiuli covers her eyes and says, "You don't understand, Qiying. They are selfish and only care about themselves. They only want me to do well for their own reputation."

Have you seen Xin Xiao's school bag?

Almost at the same time as she stood up, Guo Jingjing said a sentence that was enough to shock the whole class. She said, "I disagree."

Teacher Wu frowned and said, "Qi Ying, it's not that I don't trust you, but Xin Xiao said that her fifty yuan, which she put in her pencil case, is missing. So, I have to ask you. I have already called Xin Xiao's mother, and she said she did give her fifty yuan yesterday to buy reference books at Xinhua Bookstore. According to Xin Xiao, she saw the money during the composition class in the afternoon."

No, no. Aunt Su patted my shoulder and said, "You tell Xin Xiao that it's a good article, and we will definitely publish it. I promise you, I will go and remind that editor, okay?"

Just as the review entered the most tense stage, something happened in the class again: Qiuli disappeared. Teacher Wu was always worried those two days. She locked us in the classroom and asked us to recall every detail before Qiuli disappeared, but no one could remember any valuable clues. Everyone was buried in their books, and who would remember what Qiuli said or did. But Qiuli was gone. When I went to the office to submit my homework, I saw Qiuli's mother crying on Teacher Wu's desk. She was really sad. I saw Teacher Wu wanted to persuade her several times, but she could only stop halfway. I remember seeing Qiuli carrying her school bag out of the school gate that afternoon, just like usual. If I knew she would run away from home the next day, I would definitely persuade her. It's dangerous to be alone outside, and if you don't live well, your family will be so sad. Why not talk to everyone if you have any unhappy things? But now it's too late. Qiuli has already left and I don't know when she will come back.

Teacher Wu hesitated for a moment and asked again, "Did you also open the door first this morning?"

As expected. After two classes, Teacher Wu, the head teacher, called me into her office.

I, I, this matter has nothing to do with me.I blushed and explained, "Xin Xiao must have remembered it wrong."

Is there anyone with you when you open or close the door?

So I sat at Aunt Su's house once again. After stuttering and repeating Xin Xiao's request, Aunt Su sat beside me and gently said, "Qi Ying, you are truly a special girl. Can you tell me why you are willing to help your friend like this?"

After leaving Aunt Su's house, Xin Xiaoxian appeared very excited. She told me that Aunt Su would hand over her article to the responsible editor of the campus green space section of the daily newspaper's supplement. "When my article is published, I will treat you," Xin Xiaoxian said generously, "Let's go to 'Yizhichun' food court."

Love of face is really a common problem among adults. For example, I can never score above 90 on exams, but if guests come to my house and ask, my mom will definitely say I got 89 or 90, and then add a false modesty like "it's too bad, I have no talent." Also, in class, I am just a small living committee member, and I have never been proud of this title. But my dad likes to boast in front of his colleagues, saying, "My daughter loves to sing, dance, and talk. She is also a cadre at school. How can she put much effort into studying? I will be satisfied if she can get into a second-class key high school." However, even so, I cannot understand Qiuli. I cannot stop talking to my parents because of these small things. At most, I can only think in my heart, "It would be great if Aunt Su was my mother!"

No. I shook my head.

Yes," Aunt Su smiled and said, "Qiyin has grown up, and she has secrets, doesn't she?" As she spoke, she put her hand on my shoulder again, and I smelled the familiar fragrance emanating from her. It was a kind of warmth that I couldn't resist, and I wanted to confide in her about my grievances. I don't understand why my mother can't provide me with such heartfelt warmth, why she always has "ulterior motives." It's a pity that the stairs are too short, and the time to go to work in the morning is so tight that I didn't have time to say anything before Aunt Su had already walked to her bicycle. I don't understand why my mother can't provide me with such heartfelt warmth, why she always has "ulterior motives." It's a pity that the stairs are too short, and the time to go to work in the morning is so tight that I didn't have time to say anything before Aunt Su had already walked to her bicycle. I could only force a smile at her.

What are you saying! I slammed the bowl with a "bang" and went back to my own room. I heard Dad say to Mom, "This half-grown child has the most tricks. It seems that we can't be too relaxed with her. We need to manage her well."

Amidst my melancholy, the second year of junior high school came to an end and summer vacation arrived. I did terribly on that exam. My favorite season, summer, became nothing more than a hot postcard stuck to the window, filled with my inner anxiety and my parents' worries. Throughout the summer, I stayed at home almost every day, forcing myself to study all day long. I once thought that if one day my grades surpassed Xin Xiao's, perhaps the world would become a different color for me. But this was simply an unattainable goal. Xin Xiao was always the top student in the grade, and between us were seventy or eighty classmates who were also desperately trying to get into a prestigious school. With so many unfamiliar exercises and English words that I couldn't memorize, just one year was not enough time.

I can see that you are also very anxious, right? Aunt Su's eyes seem to see through my heart.

I smiled and said nothing, but my heart was filled with great satisfaction. At least in the eyes of others, Xinxiao wants to be friends with me. There are not many people as foolish as Qiuli in this class. Most of the classmates should be able to figure out why Xinxiao did this. Of course, it was because of the incident last time that she felt sorry for me. In this way, my "wrongful case" has been cleared up, hasn't it?

If I finish school late and can't hear Zhang singing, I will definitely see him playing with mud downstairs, with dirt on his brand new sportswear. Zhang's mother is the person I like, I call her Aunt Su. Aunt Su works as an editor at the daily newspaper and she looks very pleasant. She speaks softly and does things without any hesitation. She is the one who interviews and reports on all the big and small things about our school in the newspaper. Aunt Su works as an editor at the daily newspaper and she looks very pleasant. She speaks softly and does things without any hesitation. She is the one who interviews and reports on all the big and small things about our school in the newspaper. Sometimes I meet her in the corridor, and she will warmly hold my shoulder and walk with me. Her long skirt brushes against my stiff jeans. I can even smell the faint fragrance coming from her, like the scent of a plant in the air of a March morning. It's hard to smell it carefully, but it quietly enters your nostrils unintentionally, making you unable to express your liking. At that time, I try my best to pretend to be reserved, and I try to walk in sync with her, neither fast nor slow, afraid of revealing my true nature of being careless and talkative. I can even smell the faint fragrance coming from her, like the scent of a plant in the air of a March morning. It's hard to smell it carefully, but it quietly enters your nostrils unintentionally, making you unable to express your liking. At that time, I try my best to pretend to be reserved, and I try to walk in sync with her, neither fast nor slow, afraid of revealing my true nature of being careless and talkative.

That day, Aunt Su escorted me all the way to the doorstep of my house. In the end, she said to me, "Work hard, achieve good results. You should know that at this critical moment, besides yourself, no one else can help you."

Guo Jingjing stared at me for a while, didn't dare to speak, and ran away with her schoolbag. To be honest, I looked down on Guo Jingjing in my heart. Everyone has self-esteem, but she seems to have none. She always flatters others and I don't know why. Although I bullied her, I am not happy at all.

I also have my faults. Xin Xiao said sincerely, "It's all in the past. I just hope that my classmates in this class don't hate me and can understand me. It's really difficult to be a class monitor. By the way, Qi Ying, I heard that Teacher Su Nan from the Daily News lives upstairs in your building."

I don't know. Facing Aunt Su, I can only speak the truth: "I used to dislike her a lot, but later on, she treated me very well. So, I feel like I should help her. Did I do something wrong?"

My carefree and talkative nature is a concern for my mother. She always thinks that my poor academic performance is mainly due to this reason. As soon as something comes to my mind, it spills out of my mouth. My mother would be even more worried if I stopped talking to her one day. For example, our classmate Qiu Li didn't say a word for three days after returning home, which scared her father into consulting a hospital about whether his daughter had adolescent depression. In fact, Qiu Li talks a lot when she's with us. She can talk for hours without stopping or drinking water. She once confided in me that she feels bored with her parents and feels nauseous when she talks to them, so she chooses to remain silent.

Oh?'' Teacher Wu was obviously very surprised: "As far as I know, since you came to our class, Xin Xiao has helped you a lot in your studies. What else are you dissatisfied with her?"

Xin Xiao didn't say anything else, just "hmph" twice and sat down to do her homework. I smiled, I'm not afraid she'll tell on me!

Aunt Su rode away on her bike, her figure still captivating my heart. In the past, I used to dare to imagine my own future, thinking that when I reached my thirties, I could have a successful career and be as charming as Aunt Su. But now I am afraid. Growing up is a risky thing, and there are small ditches and bumps waiting for you ahead. You might accidentally stumble and fall, making it difficult to lift your head and face people. Can all of this be solved with bravery and confidence? I have my doubts. There are small ditches and bumps waiting for you ahead, and you might accidentally stumble and fall, making it difficult to lift your head and face people. Can all of this be solved with bravery and confidence? I have my doubts.

Xin Xiao, I feel a little embarrassed to say, "Why are you so good to me? You know, I used to dislike you a lot."

Yes.

I said: "Yes."

At the end of the day, I am truly grateful to Xin Xiao. Without her, I might still be a girl who hides in her heart's house, feeling sorry for herself and not making progress due to some minor setbacks.

Little Zhang downstairs went to school, carrying a brand new "Watermelon Tarou" backpack, sitting behind his father on the bicycle, singing as he went home. The songs Zhang likes to sing are a bit inappropriate, such as "My Love, Naked | Naked. My Love, Ah, Naked | Naked..." and "Waiting for a Thousand Years, Waiting, Ah Ah..." Zhang's father felt embarrassed about his singing, so he spanked him all the way upstairs. For example, "My Love, Naked | Naked. My Love, Ah, Naked | Naked..." and "Waiting for a Thousand Years, Waiting, Ah Ah..." Zhang's father felt embarrassed about his singing, so he spanked him all the way upstairs.

She asked me, "Did you lock the door yesterday?"

This is Xinxiao, which has made me taste enough of the taste of bad luck.

Xin Xiao is the monitor of our class, and she is the most hypocritical person I have ever seen in the world. She acts one way in front of the teacher and another way behind the teacher's back. She often reports on others, and most of the classmates have some degree of resentment towards her. However, she is the teacher's favorite. I really look down on Xin Xiao. So what if she has good grades? She has become the enemy of everyone, yet she still acts so smug! But Xin Xiao also has her followers. Guo Jingjing, a new transfer student, always follows her carefully. She doesn't realize that Xin Xiao is only being friendly to her because she can't find other friends. Xin Xiao also uses her as a foil. Without a foil, how can the flowers look good? Xin Xiao has said behind her back many times: "Guo Jingjing, so rustic, like a peasant!"

Xin Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone else. I've been admitted without examination, so I don't need to take the exam anymore."

She, she performs well. Wang Feng said with his head buried even lower. Teacher Wu asked Wang Feng to sit down, and then asked if anyone else had any other nominations. Naturally, no one raised their hand, so Teacher Wu said, "It seems that everyone's opinion is unanimous. If there are no other ideas, then we will decide to nominate our class monitor, Xin Xiao, to strive for this honor. I believe she will bring glory to our class." However, at this moment, an arm slowly raised in everyone's gaze, and the one raising her hand was not someone else, but Xin Xiao's follower, Guo Jingjing. If there are no other ideas, then we will decide to nominate our class monitor, Xin Xiao, to strive for this honor. I believe she will bring glory to our class." However, at this moment, an arm slowly raised in everyone's gaze, and the one raising her hand was not someone else, but Xin Xiao's follower, Guo Jingjing.

No. I said, "If she saw me, she wouldn't have locked it." She said she went to deliver a composition book to you, but it took her a long time. I thought she had gone home early.

However," I stuttered, "Xin Xiao is really anxious."

As soon as Teacher Wu finished speaking, my mind was buzzing loudly. I swear I never even touched Xinxiao's schoolbag! But how can I explain it clearly?

It's like this," Xin Xiao took out a stack of papers from his pocket and said, "These are some small articles I wrote in my spare time. I want to ask her for some advice. Can you take me to her house for a visit?"

The matter needs to start with a discussion on cleanliness and hygiene.