Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

The two major school drafts participated in the calligraphy competition at the same time. This kind of thing that has good looks but also depends on strength. When the two people got the first and second place in the test results, everyone was already numb to this cruel fact.

What shocked them this time was that Meng Ziheng actually wanted to participate in the competition.

You must know that the Meng family lintel attaches great importance to the ownership of the works of descendants. Therefore, after the start of school, Meng Ziheng will not participate in all school club activities and competitions, and the school has almost acquiesced in this matter.

But suddenly, Meng Ziheng entered the competition, and he was still with Song Ye. The caring person smelled the unusual smell in an instant. The reason for Meng Shao's uncharacteristic behavior was definitely related to Song Ye.

Song Ye and the others were also a little surprised. After class, Gu Yitong's gossipy mouth couldn't stop immediately, "Ziheng, didn't your grandfather forbid you to participate in the competition?"

"No?" Wang Qianqian smelled the gossip and leaned over to ask.

"Well, whether it's elementary school or junior high school, we all go to the same school. The Meng family has strict management. His grandfather did not allow Meng Ziheng's works to be released on the market, so Ziheng never participated in any competitions since he was a child." Gu Yi Tong had no defense against Song Ye and Wang Qianqian, so he had nothing to hide.

On the other hand, Fang Ye, who was behind, saw something, looked at Meng Ziheng, and said, "Are you afraid that Fu Tong'er will use the game to trouble Song Ye?"

In a word, Song Ye took a sideways look.

"Cough, I also want to learn skills with Song Ye." Meng Ziheng felt that he was stared at by those deep and cold eyes, feeling a little tight in his chest and short of breath, so he quickly turned his eyes away and quietly reddened his ears.

It's not a bad thing to have one more person on the left and right, Song Ye didn't think much about it.

Behind Meng Ziheng was punished by Mr. Meng for this matter, and how many tears Fu Tong'er had to bear. Let's not say for the time being, before the final exam in late December, all the students were preparing for the exam urgently, but Song Ye and Meng Ziheng were taking a break from their busy schedules. Practicing calligraphy in the school's calligraphy club.

"Ah, it's really handsome and beautiful, how can we girls feel so good."

"Tsk tsk, I never imagined that Song Ye could write such wanton and domineering words when he looked so soft and weak. It's really unbelievable. I admire it. I would bow down under his school uniform pants even if I were a man."

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Inevitably, there were always a bunch of students lying at the door of the classroom of the calligraphy club that was requisitioned. Facing the two figures standing side by side, they either took pictures or drooled.

Because the computer courses in Shishi have just begun to be introduced, the school has set up a campus network for students to get familiar with the online world better and faster.

In the computer class that day, students in several classes took turns to see two slender figures standing side by side by the window under the setting sun. Such as Jinsong, green, bamboo and calligraphy, they are also two people of peerless elegance. They are reflected in the same photo frame, as beautiful as immortals walking out of a splash ink painting.

Some people replied in the thread below: The beauty of immortals is so beautiful that they are better than countless people in the mortal world.

For a time, the limelight of the two school grasses directly overshadowed the second and third grades of high school and became the target of all girls in the school.

Song Ye, who came out of the shower at night, found that Meng Ziheng was rarely playing with his mobile phone in a daze. "What's wrong?" She wiped her hair and walked over. She glanced at the table and found that there was no word on the rice paper, not even the inkstone. Without grinding, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Having been in the same dormitory for so long, Song Ye knew that Meng Ziheng practiced calligraphy every night. Except that he didn't have a long whip, his life was similar to that of the ancients. It was rare to see him play with his smartphone a few times a month.

It's new today, I didn't practice calligraphy and started playing with my mobile phone.

As a result, when Wuxin asked this question, he was so frightened that Meng Ziheng almost dropped his mobile phone, but luckily he caught it quickly, so he was a little evasive, "Well, I've practiced a lot recently, and I'm a little tired. How are you doing? The day after tomorrow. Go, do you need to arrange anything?"

Song Ye scanned his face suspiciously twice. Seeing that the topic was diverted, he didn't ask any further questions. He shook his head and walked to the cabinet and pulled out the computer.

The game is also in another high school, the bus picks up and returns after a night, Song Ye is not like other little girls who go out with big bags and small bags, and always keep everything simple.

Meng Ziheng nodded and only responded. Seeing that he had gone to the living room with his computer and had no intention of coming in again, he turned on the screen of his mobile phone again, stared at the picture hanging at the top of the school forum, pursed his lips, and finally I clicked save carefully, and then set it as a screensaver.

The screen was turned on again in the dark, and at a glance, you could see two slender figures standing side by side in the setting sun, Meng Ziheng looked and looked, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

On this day, the fermented content on the school forum not only attracted Meng Ziheng's attention, but in the school's girls' dormitory, Fu Tonger slammed the phone on the ground, and the whole gentle and delicate face was grim at the moment. No longer the charm of classical beauty.

She is an orphan who was picked up by the Meng family from the roadside. She has been dependent on others since she was a child. She knows how to look at other people's faces. She knows that what she wants needs to be compromised, and she works hard to get it step by step, so she humbles herself and learns what she doesn't like. calligraphy, memorizing ancient poems that I hate, learning about those dull and boring antiques, everything is just to become a real master one day.

After waiting for so many years, she finally got the recognition of the Meng family, was greeted on a high stage in a fair manner, and was labeled as the future hostess of the Meng family in public.

But it was supposed to be a happy spring, but she was slapped and humiliated again and again. Now even Meng Ziheng, who she liked, violated the family rules and ancestors for an irrelevant person, which made her face worthless.

"Song Ye..." After crushing and crushing these two words from between his teeth, Fu Tong'er felt that she was full of shame and blamed the cold boy.

She won't let her go.

Since the people in the school knew that the two major school cursives were going to participate in the calligraphy competition, they would gather in the calligraphy club to practice calligraphy every afternoon after school, and the place of the calligraphy club became empty. Picturesque scene.

But the calligraphy club also released the news early that when Song Ye and Meng Ziheng were practicing calligraphy, no one could disturb them.

The little friends who are willing to strike up a conversation do not dare to challenge the authority of the school, and can only sneak a glance at the two when they practice.

As soon as Song Ye came over this afternoon, he noticed that there were actually a lot of people ambushing around the empty corridor, and just as he was about to push the door into the classroom, he felt something was wrong.