MTL - School Heroine Secretly Loves Me-Chapter 45 speak

"Don't...not yet..."

Song Nanqiao pushed the **** her body, this kind of thing must be restrained, she can't bear to do it again.

And now that the driver is approaching, time will not allow them to move on to the next step.

"Well? Don't you want to?" Wen Wenyao raised his lips and put his hand on Song Nanqiao's collar. Button up.

"The driver is coming, please stop making trouble."

This time, Song Nanqiao did not compromise. With a force, he put the **** the sofa, and raised his hand to button the button just now.

"Okay..."

Wen Wenyao shrugged and pulled his head, looking a little lost, but he quickly sorted out his emotions. There are still many opportunities for this kind of thing in the future, and Song Nanqiao is right, Now she has work to do.

At this time, Wen Wenyao's cell phone also rang, and it was the driver who called.

Now is really going.

Before leaving, Wen Wenyao arranged the neckline for Song Nanqiao.

"See you at school, baby."

"Hmm."

Afternoon…

Song Nanqiao simply packed up her books and went to school.

The sheets and clothes she brought back last time, she was going to put them at home, and the results will be announced tomorrow. , Song Nanqiao can apply to study at home by himself and make full use of more time.

"Happy, school life is leaving me soon."

Song Nanqiao always smiles when she packs her books. After a few months of high school life, she finds that she still likes working days.

After arriving at the school, Song Nanqiao read some books on the desk.

After a while, the head teacher came over, with a smile on his face when he entered the door, looking quite happy. Standing on the podium and knocking on the table twice, the noise around him stopped for a while, and he held a few forms in his hand, which looked like exam results.

"The test results are out. This time, the first place in our class is Song Nanqiao, 701, eleventh in the whole grade. The average score of the class has increased since last time, everyone continue to work hard."

The head teacher glanced at Song Nanqiao. This result was expected, but it also surprised him. Because of Song Nanqiao, the head teachers of other classes have changed their views on class F, and it is because Song Nanqiao, the class average has risen a bit.

It can be said that Song Nanqiao gave him a long face.

"Take this watch down and paste it on the back, and take a look if you are interested."

The class teacher gave the watch to the monitor, not because he didn't read other people's grades, but because the whole F class, except Song Nanqiao, couldn't take it out, and he didn't want to lose the face of these people .

After class, when Song Nanqiao was about to go to the toilet, he found that there were many people watching at the end of the corridor. Out of curiosity, Song Nanqiao also took a look.

Honor Roll…

The top ten of the grade was posted on it. Song Nanqiao missed it by coincidence, only one place away.

"The first is Wen Wenyao."

"The chairman is too good, good looks and good grades."

"Hey, people already have famous flowers."

A bunch of students gathered in front of Wen Wenyao's photo and talked at length. It seemed that Wen Wenyao's popularity did not decrease because of her falling in love.

Song Nanqiao leaned up and took a look.

.

"The goddess is the goddess, and the passport photos without makeup are better than mine."

A girl clicked her tongue a few times, then sighed and dragged her little sister away.

The system is also staring at Wen Wenyao.

"You are so blessed."

The system said in a dull voice, Wen Wenyao is so good-looking, if he can be a person, he will definitely pursue Wen Wenyao, but unfortunately this can only be imagined.

"Really nice."

Song Nanqiao squinted her eyes, Wen Wenyao's facial features could not pick out any faults, whether it was face or body, everything was very good, the night that was once the spring breeze with Wen Wenyao , Although the light is very dim, Song Nanqiao can clearly describe the other person's figure in his mind just by the touch of his hand.

Having **** with each other is like making money by yourself.

At this time, Song Nanqiao's cell phone rang, she pulled away, found a quiet place, and answered the phone.

Wen Wenyao called.

"Baby."

There is still a nice voice on the other end of the phone.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I can't have dinner with you in the afternoon. I will have a speech tomorrow. I'm going to rehearse."

Wen Wenyao frowned slightly. She won the first place in the whole grade in this half-term exam. She was temporarily notified to make a speech at the tomorrow meeting. Due to the tight time, she could only sacrifice the afternoon. It's time.

"It's good, come on." Song Nanqiao didn't think there was anything.

"I will..."

The girl's voice seemed a little shy, but when Song Nanqiao was about to hang up, she heard a familiar and shy kiss.

"Love you, miss me."

"Good."

After Song Nanqiao hung up the phone, he sighed, the first in the class... Really excellent, Song Nanqiao even felt that he was a little unworthy of Wen Wenyao.

"Work harder to make money."

She wants to protect Wen Wenyao, but she can't be a little worse than Wen Wenyao every time.

…

When Song Nanqiao went back to the dormitory at night, Wen Wenyao sent her a video, it seemed that the girl had arrived home now.

It looks like she just got out of the shower and there are still water droplets on her hair.

"Good evening baby."

Wen Wenyao waved his hand on the other side of the camera and greeted Song Nanqiao eagerly.

When the girl's soft and sweet voice came over, Song Nanqiao remembered that the voice of her mobile phone was not turned off, and the roommates around heard the voice and turned their heads, glanced at Song Nanqiao, and his face was still With complex eyes.

To this day, they still can't believe that Song Nanqiao can catch up with Wen Wenyao in such a short period of time, and even has an unreal attitude towards the two people's love. It feels like a very mysterious thing.

"Sorry."

Song Nanqiao nodded embarrassedly at them, then went to his cabinet and took out a pair of headphones.

After Wen Wenyao heard Song Nanqiao's apology, he seemed to understand something, so he obediently shut his mouth and stopped talking.

After putting on the headphones, I started talking to Wen Wenyao.

"Is the rehearsal going well?"

"It went well, come see me tomorrow."

Wen Wenyao dried her hair with a towel, and her soft voice sounded like a coquette.

"I will."

I will definitely go to the meeting.

The two of them chatted for a while, and when the lights went out, Wen Wenyao hung up the phone reluctantly. Before hanging up, Wen Wenyao still spoke with a sweet voice Song Nanqiao said good night.

The next day…

The meeting ends in the second session.

Song Nanqiao's class is in the second row. Although it is not the nearest position, she can still clearly see the position of the podium.

After the teacher leader finished speaking, the host took the microphone and said in a loud and clear voice, "I would like to invite Wen Wenyao, the first classmate of the second grade of this grade, to give a speech."

Wen Wenyao was dressed in school uniform, **** her hair, stood on the podium with a red speech, and smiled at her classmates.

There was another warm applause from the audience

Song Nanqiao was caught in the middle of the crowd, and only felt that this scene seemed familiar.

"Dear teachers, dear students, good morning everyone"

Similar voices, deja vu scenes, identical people. All these reminded Song Nanqiao of that shameful night. Halfway through listening to it, Song Nanqiao's face was thin, and the more he listened, the more red his face became.

When Wen Wenyao was speaking on the stage, she found Song Nanqiao's position exactly, and seeing the other party blushing and bowing her head, she couldn't help but feel a little funny, although she didn't know it was because of what.

After Wen Wenyao finished his speech smoothly, he bowed like his classmates and walked to the next corner with light and elegant steps.

The principal stood up again and took the microphone in Wen Wenyao's hand.

"This half-term exam, our school's grades have improved compared to the end of the last semester. We all feel the enthusiasm of everyone. Here, I would like to commend the students of class F in particular. Song Nanqiao classmate."

When the principal said this, everyone around turned their attention to Song Nanqiao, and some people who knew the relationship between Song Nanqiao and Wen Wenyao looked at Song Nanqiao and then at Wen Wenyao .

The principal cast a loving look at class F.

He knew that education would create miracles.

"Although Song Nanqiao is a classmate of class F, she still works hard in her class and has been praised by many teachers. In this half-term exam, she won the eleventh place in the whole grade. All students who need to improve their grades must follow Song Nanqiao."

After speaking, the playground was filled with applause.

I have to say that in the eyes of others, Song Nanqiao is very inspirational and successful.

Song Nanqiao: em…

Song Nanqiao is a little helpless, in fact, she is relatively low-key and does not want to be so sharp.

"Then ask Song Nanqiao to come on stage and express her personal thoughts."

The principal got off the podium with a smile and stood next to him.

System: I guess you must be very happy.

Song Nanqiao: I…

Wen Wenyao, who was standing on the stage, kept observing Song Nanqiao's embarrassed expression.

She remembered that there seemed to be no such link. It should have been the principal who got excited and called Song Nanqiao to speak.

Wen Wenyao, who was originally dignified and generous, couldn't help covering his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and he looked very happy.

"Pfft."

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