Liao Cong followed Zhou Caihong into Class 3 and sat opposite her. He was ready to force his way in.

Zhou Caihong picked up a book to block her body, glanced around, and whispered: "Is there anything wrong?"

Liao Cong nodded and pinched the sleeves on Zhou Caihong's sleeves: "Your sleeves are pretty and don't stain your clothes."

Zhou Caihong shrank back: "I bought them at the canteen."

"..." Liao Cong held her hand and took it off with his other hand: "Let me try it on."

Zhou Caihong struggled for a while but couldn't get free, so she let Liao Cong do it.

Zhou Caihong's hands were soft but a little cold. Liao Cong was not in a hurry to take off the sleeves. He held her hands with both hands: "Why are they so cold?"

Feeling the force of pulling back again, Liao Cong held them tightly and rubbed them a few times. The hand felt good. Seeing Zhou Caihong's face flushed, he didn't know whether she was embarrassed or angry. Liao Cong quickly let go of her hands after hearing the prompt that the task was completed. Seeing Zhou Caihong's shrinking look, Liao Cong took off the warm beads on his hand and put them on her. When she looked like she didn't want to pay attention to him, he quickly took off her sleeves: "Give it to me?"

Zhou Caihong remained silent and nodded helplessly.

Liao Cong smiled. Sure enough, boys can't be shameless. They have to ask for gifts.

She came out of Class 3 happily wearing the sleeves. When she entered the classroom, she looked at the meaningful eyes of the head teacher Liu Haitao, and her smile was immediately put away.

Liu Haitao walked out of the classroom without any politeness, hooking his arm around Liao Cong's neck. After leaving the classroom, he stopped and asked: "Are you free? I heard that you are learning embroidery in the classroom during evening self-study?"

"Do you need to learn that? You just need hands!"

Liu Haitao was too lazy to talk to Liao Cong, and he could see that he was in a good mood, so he said: "Feng Lihang has dropped out of school, but I think Zhao Xiaosu is still a bit unsociable and is always distracted in class. Don't you always eat together? Think of a way to get her out of the situation as soon as possible and focus on studying."

Liao Cong was in a good mood: "The school is against boys and girls being too close, aren't you afraid that I will date her, Lao Liu?"

"Heh, you kid!" Liu Haitao pushed Liao Cong, "Anyway, this matter is handed over to you, let Lin Xiaoxiao and Shi Xuexia take care of her more, talk to her more, etc."

Liao Cong's eyes widened. Is this a special mission? That must not be let go.

Liao Cong patted his chest and agreed, but there was no rush. Now Zhao Xiaosu was still a little nervous, so he had to find a chance to enlighten her.

The first class in the afternoon was biology. Wu Huazhi had already arrived with the handouts. There would be a final exam in early January. This time, the liberal arts class had to sign up for the final exam in all subjects. After the final exam, the liberal arts class would not have separate science courses. If you failed the final exam, you could only review by yourself and then take the make-up exam.

Therefore, the students' attitudes became much more serious. Moreover, there were many students in vocational education who failed the history and geography final exams last time, such as Gao Feixiang and Zhang Dai. They were now self-studying geography. That was aI feel like dying. Every time I mention this, I want to scold Liao Cong who got A in both subjects.

The weather has turned cold recently, and many people have caught colds. Liao Cong specially steamed a tray of Lingshui jujube cakes for Taohua Society and Taoyuan Society to remedy the situation.

Just after the division, I was about to talk to Zhao Xiaosu, when Zhou Caihong called me.

"I'll give this back to you." Zhou Caihong opened her palm, and there were warm beads on it: "It's too expensive, you can take it back."

"It's worth more than ten yuan..." Liao Cong glanced at Zhou Caihong's eyes inadvertently, and his face was straight: "Did you find it?"

Zhou Caihong nodded, but still couldn't help asking curiously: "What kind of jade is this? It can keep warm."

Liao Cong lied: "Warm jade, I gave it to you, so you wear it. Don't you like it?"

"I like it, but it must be very expensive."

"Your boyfriend is rich." Liao Cong closed Zhou Caihong's hand: "Take it and wear it. I heard that you are still reading in the corridor every night after turning off the lights. Isn't this just right?"

"Who told you that?"

"Miss Shi." Liao Cong snorted: "You two are the same. If you two work harder, maybe you can get the first place in the grade next time."

Zhou Caihong rolled his eyes at Liao Cong. He seemed very proud. Did he think he couldn't pass the exam? Zhou Caihong was also quite angry. In her eyes, Liao Cong didn't put much effort into studying, but his grades were very good, especially in mathematics!

Seeing Liao Cong waving with his back to her while still wearing her sleeves, Zhou Caihong's pouting mouth gradually curved into a smile.

Liao Cong easily saw Zhao Xiaosu next to Qin Xiaoya who was practicing dancing. There were only the two of them. I guess everyone else ran to tease Wei Yurong.

Liao Cong's mind moved, and the peach wood sword in the special space appeared in his hand. Liao Cong approached Qin Xiaoya and showed the peach wood sword to Qin Xiaoya: "Here, I found a prop for you."

Qin Xiaoya looked at the peach wood sword in surprise. The wooden sword with ancient patterns carved on it was very light and eye-catching, but she was a little confused.

"You are far inferior to Du Juan in terms of pure dancing. Try to add some props to increase your chances of winning." Liao Cong held the wooden sword and continued: "I will get you a set of clothes later, and we will put on makeup, and I will definitely let you win."

Qin Xiaoya pursed her lips. She didn't tell Liao Cong that she actually wanted to give up.

"It's better to dye it black." Liao Cong smiled and rubbed Qin Xiaoya's hair. Before she got angry, he pulled his hand back: "I will show you once, and you try to learn it."

Liao Cong accompanied Qin Jiayi to watch many dance performances. Although he can't dance or sword dance, he still remembers some very cool and skillful appearance moves. Jiang Shishi's sword dance last year was also very good. Liao Cong tried to imitate it a few times, and his moves became more and more wild. It was also the first time for him to dance with a sword in front of others.

"Haha..." Qin Xiaoya was amused by Liao Cong's increasingly effeminate movements and laughed to tears.

Liao Cong saw her laughing, so he deliberately made some funny gestures, then he ended the gesture with his orchid finger raised, and deliberately winked at Qin Xiaoya and the others.

“Hahaha…..." Qin Xiaoya was so happy that she lay on Zhao Xiaosu and laughed.

Liao Cong threw the wooden sword to her to play with, took out the flute and said: "You haven't chosen a dance image yet, so I chose one for you, Yu Ji in Farewell My Concubine. Listen to this piece of music and feel it."

Liao Cong looked at Qin Xiaoya who had not yet stopped laughing. His eyes had become affectionate when he played the flute in front of him. When the tune of [Yu Xi Tan] was played through the flute, Qin Xiaoya's eyes were immediately straightened, and even Zhao Xiaosu beside her raised her head in surprise.

Qin Xiaoya felt a tingling sensation on her scalp when she first heard it. She tried hard to feel the emotions and artistic conception in the flute music. She looked at Liao Cong with admiration in her eyes. She really envied Liao Cong's versatile talent.

After the song ended, Qin Xiaoya was immersed for a moment, and rarely said in a coquettish tone: "Brother Liao Cong, please do it again. I haven't heard enough~"

Liao Cong had a complicated expression. The girl in front of him seemed to be the same as Qin Jiayi before she traveled through time. Qin Jiayi was much more skilled in acting like a spoiled child than Qin Xiaoya. Whenever she wanted Liao Cong (Chen Mo) to do something, she would act like a spoiled child, and Liao Cong (Chen Mo) would agree every time, except for the last time.

Struggling out of his memories, Liao Cong signaled Qin Xiaoya to take out his MP3 and record it. Seeing her happily listening to the song and humming along, she walked to Zhao Xiaosu.

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