I really don't want to make a choice

After sending Sister Fang back to the school gate, Han Lang returned to his rental house.

Sure enough, women are trouble.

Such a toss wasted an hour of my time.

An inch of time is an inch of precision, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.

After all, women are obstacles in the way of a man's success...

.........

Seeing that it was getting late, Han Lang decided not to turn on the lamp to read at night.

He picked up the brush and continued to practice calligraphy.

This Saturday, the calligraphy competition will start.

For this, he had to ask for a day off.

No way, this calligraphy competition is not a selection of works.

Instead, it is written on the spot, and the specific works are drawn on the spot.

After all, submitting a manuscript may cheat.

This is also an important reason why Han Lang felt that he should be able to win the award.

In the past few nights, he also spent some time carving a few seals for himself.

Calligraphy works are not simply compared to writing, but the overall layout of the work, including filling in some seal details, etc...

So he has to do all the preparations.

According to his analysis, he felt that this competition should be fairly fair.

On Saturday morning, the preliminary competition will be held first. If you fail the preliminary competition, you don't have to participate in the afternoon.

When signing up, everyone also provided a piece of work, and only after the work has passed can they be eligible to participate.

So the number of people will not be particularly large.

.........

Now that Han Lang is about to take the college entrance examination, he can't spend too much energy thinking about making money, and in this small county, Han Lang doesn't think that if he has any special skills, he will definitely be able to make money.

So right now, preparing for the college entrance examination is the most important thing.

So in the limited time, Han Lang felt that it was good to take some time to participate in this competition and fight for this prize.

.........

On the second day of morning self-study, Han Lang was memorizing vocabulary.

After Liu Qiaoqiao arrived in the classroom, she took a bottle of Mengniu breakfast milk from her schoolbag and put it on Han Lang's desk.

"For you!"

Liu Qiaoqiao put the milk on Han Lang's desk generously, as if she didn't care what others thought.

Fei Meng, Han Lang's tablemate, looked at the sudden scene with a dazed look on his face. This...this...is this good?

Su Xiaofei also felt baffled.

Please, Liu Qiaoqiao, Han Lang is the man who wrote me a love letter, you are so interesting?

Shameless, I used to say bad things about him, but now his grades are a little better, that's it...

But why do I have to be so sour?

"Thank you!"

Han Lang didn't refuse either.

She just gave milk for herself to drink, and she didn't lie on the bed together and recite vocabulary, so it shouldn't delay the college entrance examination...

Besides, I took her home last night, wasting so much time, it was just a bottle of milk, she was not in the wrong.

Liu Qiaoqiao gave Han Lang milk generously, and many people noticed that Han Lang didn't refuse.

Han Lang has been the focus recently, and Liu Qiaoqiao has always been the focus, especially in the eyes of boys.

After all, a tall, slender and charming high school girl with a clip sound and big breasts is really extraordinary...

"Damn it, Liu Qiaoqiao has fallen in love with Han Lang, right?"

"Eighty to ninety percent, Nima! Eleven Lang, this bitch, is studying so hard for Liu Qiaoqiao?"

"One thing to say, Han Lang and Liu Qiaoqiao are more than enough."

.........

During breakfast, various small groups in twos and threes in the second class began to discuss this matter.

"Having hooked up with Qiaoqiao?"

At breakfast time, Han Lang sat on a stool in the small forest and ate with siu mai, next to him was the breakfast milk that Liu Qiaoqiao gave him.

While eating siu mai and silently reciting words, Han Lang's learning method is very unusual.

This is called fragmented learning.

Lu Zheng watched Han Lang eating breakfast in a serious manner, and Chen Zhiqiang walked to Han Lang with the breakfast and asked casually.

"It's all right, I'm reciting vocabulary, don't disturb me."

Han Lang glanced at the two of them.

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this breakfast milk delicious?"

Chen Zhiqiang, who rarely talked to Han Lang recently, couldn't help but say something now.

"........"

Han Lang felt speechless.

Fuck, isn't it just that a girl gave me milk, and it's not human milk, so why make such a fuss?

"I occasionally explain the exercises to her, so it's normal for her to thank me. The most important thing is to study. Don't think wrong."

Han Lang said something, then stuffed the siu mai in his hand into his mouth, drank the milk, took away the trash, and left quickly.

........

Lu Zheng and Chen Zhiqiang looked stunned, and when did they become so reserved in this shitty day.

Even if you fall in love, it's not something to be ashamed of.

Eighteen or nineteen-year-olds are already adults, okay?

.......

Regarding those rumors, Liu Qiaoqiao didn't seem to care at all, but she wouldn't admit it either.

Maybe that's what she wanted.

Ambiguous and entangled, so even if other girls have ideas, they should retreat in spite of difficulties.

.........

Han Lang didn't bother to care about such gossip, anyway, he didn't admit, refuse, or promise...

If others want to like him, what can he do?I can't wear a mask like Yang Guo...

Forget it, these are not important, the college entrance examination is the kingly way.

It's evening self-study again, Liu Qiaoqiao is still the same tonight as last night.

Su Xiaofei felt very speechless, how could this tablemate be so green tea.

Many caring people have naturally noticed these.

But everyone didn't say anything.

On the eve of turning off the lights, Han Lang stood up, and Liu Qiaoqiao also stood up.

Han Lang felt speechless, it would take another half an hour.

Forget it, while walking, while doing questions in your mind, think about it.

.......

"Recently, a sophomore in high school wrote me several love letters."

Liu Qiaoqiao didn't speak, and Han Lang couldn't speak either.

Finally, Liu Qiaoqiao couldn't hold back anymore, she said.

"Well, it's good!"

Han Lang was thinking about the topic in his mind, and responded casually.

"What's the matter. You think it's fine?"

Liu Qiaoqiao was a little upset, and wanted to add a little sense of crisis to Han Lang.

But I didn't expect him to be like this, annoying!

"It's a good thing if someone likes it, it proves that you are excellent."

Han Lang continued to reply.

"But I don't like him."

Liu Qiaoqiao felt that Han Lang had an elm-headed head and was not enlightened at all.

Moreover, does the love letter he wrote to himself during his sophomore year still count?

She actually wanted to ask, but was too embarrassed to say so.

"If you don't like him, just ignore him."

Han Lang then replied.

Han Lang probably really forgot about those things in the second year of high school.

Liu Qiaoqiao didn't speak any more.

What does he mean by that?

Could it be that I didn't respond to his love letter?

So he's still brooding now?

But then she thought about it, this is a good thing.

Obsession shows that he has been thinking about himself.

Hey!

"If I ask you to send me off every day like this, will it waste your time?"

Thinking that Han Lang was always thinking about her, Liu Qiaoqiao was in a good mood.

So now she smiled again and asked Han Lang.

"Well, at least it will delay me for half an hour."

Han Lang couldn't figure out why Liu Qiaoqiao suddenly smiled sweetly when she was clearly unhappy.

But to tell the truth you have to tell the truth.

He wanted to refuse to pick her up and take her home, but he really didn't know how to say it. Since Liu Qiaoqiao asked, he felt that he didn't need to be polite anymore.

Liu Qiaoqiao was stunned, this answer obviously didn't fit the script! ! !

asshole! ! ! !

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