If he wasn't Zhao Xiaojing, where did the real Zhao Xiaojing go?

Who is the person in front of me who looks exactly the same as Zhao Xiaojing?

Han Yu was frantically talking about these thoughts in his mind, and his heart was in chaos.

Until the deskmate poked her arm: "Squad leader, are you stupid?"

Han Yu suddenly came back to his senses, realizing that he was staring at Zhao Xiaojing like this in the class for a long time, and quickly turned around.

The deskmate tilted his head: "Squad leader, why are you blushing?"

“It’s too hot.”

"It's really a bit hot. Alas, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, which means we're getting closer to the exam." My deskmate used his hand as a fan and whispered, "Squad leader, Zhao Xiaojing's test paper is really amazing. I really don't know how he did it."

Han Yu frowned and asked carefully: "Qiqi, do you think Zhao Xiaojing is different?"

"Of course it's different. Look how handsome he is now." The deskmate smiled, "The long hair before was too ugly, but it's still so refreshing and handsome."

"It's not that the appearance is different."

"What is that?" My deskmate blinked and quietly turned back and looked back at the back, "Well... I've changed my handsomeness. No, I've been ten thousand times more handsome. I feel a bit in love with him."

"Shameless." Han Yu glared at her, "Who told you this?"

"Then I looked down on him before."

"Yes, doesn't this just mean that he is different?" Han Yu asked.

"It's really different. What's wrong? He has become more motivated and worked hard. After all, he is going to take the high school entrance exam. If he doesn't take it seriously, it's really useless."

"I'm not talking about this either."

"What the hell is that?" The deskmate was a little impatient, "Squad leader, why are you suspicious? Are you jealous of Zhao Xiaojing's Chinese scores surpassing you, right?"

Han Yu was a little angry: "I'm not that stingy. I just think that Zhao Xiaojing is not the Zhao Xiaojing the same as before."

"It's true, it's not. How much progress is there? I'm almost envious of it."

"Oh, why don't you understand?" Han Yu pulled her ear and leaned over to lower her voice, "I think that person is not Zhao Xiaojing. Think about it, Zhao Xiaojing treats his hair as if he is alive, why is he willing to cut it? Also, he used to skip classes, but now he is reading and studying when he comes in and out. No matter how much he changes, he can't change so many, right?"

"Why?" The deskmate was innocent and puzzled, "What exactly can make a person change greatly? I think that must be...love is at work."

Han Yu: "...You have watched too much TV, go there."

"Hi, I know why."

A head suddenly squeezed between them. Han Yu screamed in fear and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Zhou Chuchu smiled and said, "The get out of class has been over, and Master Mie Jue has left. Class monitor, what are you afraid of?"

Han Yu turned his head and found that at some point the Chinese teacher had taken away his homework and left the classroom.

"It's scary to scare people." The deskmate slapped his chest, "Zhou Chuchu, aren't you and Zhao Xiaojing neighbors? Tell me, why did Zhao Xiaojing suddenly cut off his long hair? Isn't that the root of his life?"

Han Yu immediately raised his ears with concern.

Zhou Chuchu said mysteriously: "Of course it's because of...love!"

"Bah." My deskmate was dissatisfied, "Learn from me."
Chapter completed!