Xu Sheng was about to win this game, and everyone held their breaths, especially those who formed a team with Xu Sheng, who were holding their mobile phones and didn't even dare to let out their breath.
"The last one left..."
"Is he on the opposite side?"
"This game of kings is like bronze, it's not difficult at all, or we'll jump into the arena directly next time."
"Wait a minute," Xu Sheng leaned back because there were too many people around, "I'll throw a thunderbolt."
He said, and began to test the distance, the parabola he had just talked about flashed a red light, and the next second his forehead was pressed against something - it was only a second later that he realized that it was Shao Zhan's hand.
Shao Zhan's fingers curled and the protruding knuckles just pressed against his forehead, and he flicked against his forehead, neither light nor heavy.
"stand up."
The boy's voice was cold.
Xu Sheng looked up and saw "myself" standing at the edge of the desk, his face was a bit colder than his voice, he said tentatively, "I'll win right away, wait until I finish this game?"
The face on the other side is still not very good.
Xu Sheng added: "How about we play together in the next game?"
What kind of person can't be broken, the original oath has long been thrown into the clouds by Xu Sheng.
Yi Xusheng never suppressed himself and did whatever he wanted. It was rare that he could barely remember who he was before. The energy of "playing the game" was over, and every day I opened my eyes and woke up to find that I was still Shao Zhan.
He and Shao Zhan have very different personalities and temperaments, even if they are brothers, they may not be able to play each other well, not to mention that they were not familiar with each other before.
Since it is going to collapse, it will collapse together.
Seeing Shao Zhan withdraw his hand, Xu Sheng said, "I don't want to play, I want to study. After this game, come over and talk about the thinking questions left in today's class."
…
Hold.
Could this be the legendary mutual hurt
The thunderbolt in Xu Sheng's hand was missed, the position of the game character was exposed, and he was shot in the head by Shao Zhan, so he didn't pay attention to the game in his hand, and finally the situation reversed.
Record: 2/100.
But no one cares about the record. Compared with the record, "Xu Sheng" who said I want to learn these four words is obviously more concerned.
Hou Jun didn't dare to talk to "Xu Sheng", so he patted their "Brother Zhan" on the shoulder: "Brother Zhan? What's the situation?"
Xu Sheng handed the phone back to Hou Jun, and could only help Shao Zhan collect the mess. He touched his nose and said, "He... With my help recently, he realized the importance of learning and plans to study hard and be a new person."
It's not a loss to pull this word out. Shao Zhan really needs to write questions at ordinary times, and give him the answer after writing.
Now that the words have been said here, Xu Sheng said a few more words for himself: "Actually, he is different from what you think, he is very peaceful, he never bullies his classmates, he likes to present facts and reason, and he will not act easily. ."
"You may all have misunderstood him."
"… yes, yes?"
"He also really wants to integrate with you," Xu Sheng patted Hou Jun on the shoulder before getting up, "I've been talking about the topic in the past."
Hou Jun's open mouth never closed.
It's not without reason that Hou Jun, the class leader, passed the unanimous vote. He pays great attention to the issue of class harmony and takes care of the emotions of every classmate. When he heard this, he turned to look at "Xu Sheng" who was already sitting in his seat, only to see His icy profile.
Could it be that there is actually endless tenderness hidden under this iceberg
Hou Jun and other classmates who heard these words felt exactly the same as Gu Yanwang who listened to Xu Sheng blowing with his eyes closed for ten minutes on the day he just wore it.
Is this the Xu Sheng they knew
the same person
Are you sure it's not the same name
Is there really such a person in the second and seventh class of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School? Why does it sound so unfamiliar
They didn't think about it.
When it comes to Gu Yanwang, Gu Yanwang will come.
Gu Yanwang had enough to eat and drink, and wanted to come to the high school to visit his classmates after get off work. He walked along the corridor from Class 1 to Class 2 and 7, stopped at the back door of Class 7 and coughed heavily: "Anything - Hou Jun How did you become the monitor, you don't care about the discipline of the class!"
Several people immediately returned to their seats, and An'an studied at night.
After the evening self-study, maybe the friendship in the game just now was too strong, and Hou Jun and the others warmly invited Brother Zhan to go back to the dormitory together.
"Brother Zhan, which floor do you live on?"
"The third floor," Xu Sheng put away the homework that "Shao Zhan" had just finished, "Let's go together?"
Hou Jun said immediately: "Okay, the Sports Committee and I are living upstairs with you, so let's go back together."
Shao Zhan put the cap on, although he did not prevent Xu Sheng from contacting them, nor did he intend to participate in this group of people.
However, as soon as he stood up, Hou Jun seemed to have struggled for a long time and finally summoned up his courage, and said to him, "Xu Sheng, please stay!"
Hou Jun spent the whole evening self-study thinking about what "Shao Zhan" said, which caused him to fail to finish his homework.
Thinking about it carefully, Xu Sheng didn't really do anything inappropriate in the class. It's far from the image of a school bully who "bullies" his classmates. Although the reasons for those things outside the school are not clear, they can't be just like this because of these things. Deny a classmate!
Too arbitrary!
Moreover, this classmate seems to still want to change the evil and return to the righteous now, and everyone has said that he wants to learn.
Of course, none of these things are important. The most important thing is that those words came from the mouth of a scholar.
Who would question Xue Shen, Xue Shen is a god-like existence in Linjiang No. 6 Middle School!
Shao Zhan pushed the seat in and looked up at Hou Jun.
Hou Jun scratched his hair embarrassedly: "Then what, why don't you come with me too?"
Shao Zhan wondered if he had heard it wrong.
Hou Jun sighed: "Speaking of which, I am really incompetent as a monitor, and I don't even see that you want to fit in with everyone..."
Shao Zhan said in his heart that he really didn't want to get involved at all.
Unexpectedly, Hou Jun said that he was moved first, and he said emotionally: "Our seventh class is a big family, and every student in seventh class welcomes you very much. , focus on studying all the time-"
Xu Sheng packed up his things and pushed the seat in when Hou Jun said "big family". He was too tired to stand for less than ten seconds, so he sat directly on the desk and took the lead in applauding after listening.
Tan Kai: "Okay! Well said!"
"So well said!"
Shao Zhan: "..."
Shao Zhan stayed silent for a few seconds, and then his eyes fell on the person who took the lead in applauding. When he didn't speak, he added a bit of coldness. He was used to being alone, withdrawn and unsocial, and the station he went to was a capitalized "stay away".
Xu Sheng's applauding hand stopped.
Shao Zhan's eyes stayed on him for two seconds and then left.
Hou Jun and the others were at a loss, Xu Sheng hurriedly patched: "He is shy, he means nothing, he is really shy."
Tan Kai: "The school bully is so innocent?"
Xu Sheng had no choice but to add the word "pure love": "...That's right, you can understand it that way."
Hou Jun waved at Shao Zhan's back, and a few people tightened the shoulder straps of their schoolbags to follow: "Wait a minute, don't walk so fast, don't be shy."
There was a lot of noise on the way back to the dormitory. Several boys gathered together as if they had endless things to say. Of course, it might not be that deep, but it was rare that such a voice would appear around Shao Zhan.
Several people went to the third floor and then separated.
Xu Sheng's self-study class was quite enjoyable. He didn't have to be bored anymore, and he didn't have to pretend to think about the problem book. It was when Hou Jun and the others warmly invited him into the class group that he found that he couldn't take out his mobile phone, so he could only install it without electricity.
He went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed for a while.
I was too lazy to move for a while, and was about to close my eyes when the phone screen lit up.
Two messages, one from Zhang Feng, and one from a lonely deskmate who lives opposite.
You don't need to click on the messages from the same table, because there are only two words.
Shao Zhan: Practice calligraphy.
Practice calligraphy, copybook, twenty pages.
Xu Sheng had a headache when he thought of these keywords.
He didn't reply, he escaped temporarily, and then clicked on the next one.
He was worried that Zhang Feng was going to ask him about his studies, and he was just trying to make a circle. When he clicked in, he found that what Zhang Feng sent was obviously not related to study. What he sent was a string of links, which were very long and looked like garbled characters.
S: What is this.
Zhang Feng quickly replied: Post.
S: Can you finish your speech at one time, what post, what do you send it to me
Zhang Feng: This year's school draft selection is about to start. As one of the popular candidates, I have to canvass for myself. After you enter, please click Zhang Feng and send me a precious vote. Pick me, Thank you to the schoolwide producers who voted for me.
Xu Sheng's mind turned around slowly and difficultly for two times before he could barely recall what this school grass selection was.
The teaching system of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School is rigid, and the students usually follow the rules, but after all, they are only 16 or 17 years old and they are in adolescence. There are many hobbies in this group of No. 6 middle school students where the teacher can't see them, and the school grass selection is one of them. one.
In addition to school management, the school post bar has become a small community and a friendship forum, and it also takes into account many campus operations such as tearing, confessing, and tracing people.
The common format is as follows: Does anyone know xxx in class xx, and want to ask for contact information~( ω )
Zhang Feng is good-looking, and he is usually good at attracting bees and butterflies. In addition to following Xu Sheng, he has a strong sense of presence.
Scroll down the list of candidates, and there is him at the end.
Xu Sheng paddled for a long time and almost lost his patience before he saw the word Zhang Feng.
S: Your ranking is about to fall out, and you are considered a popular candidate
Zhang Feng was struck by a sword in his chest.
Zhang Feng: Do you have to hit your brother like this
After a while, the news of Zhang Feng came again.
Zhang Feng: Boss, you and Xue Shen are both on the list. Do you want to canvass for yourself
Xu Shengxin said that I was crazy, and I had nothing to do with this. Is it because the 20 pages of the copybook are not enough to write or the game is not fun
S: Not interested.
The predecessor of the school grass selection just originated from a boring post arguing about who is more handsome in class one and class two.
And it is held every three years, and it has a tendency to become the tradition of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School.
Although Xu Sheng has a bad reputation, after all that face is there, there are many girls who eat this kind of unruly school tyrants—they only dare to think about it online, anyway, school tyrants can't Hit people along the line.
He didn't specifically look at where he ranked, he went straight to take a shower, and then sat at the desk to complete the daily task: practicing calligraphy.
The three words of Liu Qingchun will leave a deep and indelible mark on his high school career.
The time to practice calligraphy is always boring and boring.
When Xu Sheng opened the copybook, he was surprised to realize that he had finished one copy without knowing it. He took out a new copybook from the bag and opened it with humiliation.
When I finished writing, the bedroom building just turned off the lights.
He was lying on the bed, and for some reason he still remembered Zhang Feng's sentence "Speaking of which, both you and Xue Shen are on the list."
He and Shao Zhan are both on the list.
Zhang Feng later sent him several messages, but Xu Sheng ignored it.
Zhang Feng: You really don't look at it
Zhang Feng: Are you really not interested
Zhang Feng: Then you can vote for me anyway, have you voted for me
What Zhang Feng didn't know was that the person who said "no interest", after tossing and turning on the bed for a while, still stretched out a hand from the air conditioner's thin quilt and grabbed the phone on the desk beside the bed. past.
Linjiang No. 6 Middle School Post Bar.
The third school grass selection, voting entrance [fire][fire][fire]
Landlord: Our school’s traditional competitions are here again. After the last trial, we selected 100 contestants with high voices. The voting period is one week. If you like them, please vote for them. At this moment, everyone is the producer of the whole school. ! So, the producers of the whole school, who will be the school grass in your mind
After the main building's words are over, the following is the long voting list.
1. Shao Zhan [4085 votes]
2. Xu Sheng [3806 votes]
…
He is usually not the kind of person who would care about this kind of shit, but a person's desire to win or lose is a hard thing to say, especially when the other party has had a lot of fun with you.
In the end is the copybook twenty pages not enough to write or the game is not fun
Xu Sheng thought so, and clicked on the second player Xu Sheng's voting button.