"Xu Chuzheng..." Yu Yue pointed at Chuzheng: "You fucking pick it up for me."
"I do not."
Chu Zheng raised his chin slightly.
Yu Yue was so angry that she walked directly towards her, and the students around her suddenly dispersed to the side.
"Xu Chuzheng, I think you won't cry without seeing the coffin." Yu Yue's face was full of anger, and she approached quickly, as if she wanted to do something.
Chuzheng and Yu Yue were separated by a desk that fell to the ground.
Chuzheng flew again and kicked the desk.
The desk rubbed against the ground, making a harsh and sour squeak, and slammed into Yu Yue quickly.
Yu Yue didn't expect Chu Zheng to do this.
The desk just hit her leg, and she fell backwards.
Tables and chairs fell apart.
In the mess, the girl raised her chin lightly and looked at her indifferently to make a fool of herself, but she was not proud of the winner.
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office.
She entered the office twice in less than two days, and Chuzheng also felt that this frequency pill.
"What are you two doing in the classroom, huh? Do you still look like students? Are you here to study or fight?"
This time, it was not Teacher Zhou, but the director of teaching.
The dean is the standard image of a romance novel school—the Mediterranean Sea, a beer belly, and a somewhat greasy middle-aged man.
The dean was watching the table Chuzheng kicked, so Chuzheng couldn't deny the pot.
A little sad.
Sure enough, you can't do it when there are many people.
Can't do it next time... try not to.
"Director, Yu Yue throws my book first." Chu Zheng said first.
Yu Yue's legs were still aching.
Hearing Chuzheng's identification, he immediately stared at Chuzheng angrily.
Just as she was about to speak, the dean of education cut her off: "Yue Yue, you have good grades, I know, but you are doing things in school. Is this what you should do as a student?"
The dean took a ruler and tapped on the desk.
He is not Teacher Zhou, he speaks very straightforwardly and does not mean to save face for Yu Yue at all.
Yu Yue also seemed to have restrained herself in front of the dean.
He opened his lips, but didn't speak for a while.
"I'm sorry, I was just joking with classmate Xu." Yu Yue bowed her head and admitted her mistake.
"I was also joking with classmate Yu." Chu Zheng answered immediately.
Dean:"… "
Are you two mentally retarded when I'm the dean? !
"Director, that..." Outside the office, a teacher knocked on the door: "Are you busy?"
The dean was angry when he was suddenly interrupted, and his face was bad: "Is something wrong?"
"Well, I'll bring someone from the transfer student's family over to chat with you."
The dean nodded, then turned his head with a stern face again: "I don't care who picks things up first, in school you have to look like a school, reflect on your faults, punish you for sweeping the playground for a week, and write another 2,000 words of review and hand it in. ,Let's go back."
Chuzheng put both hands in his pockets and walked out of the office calmly.
The teacher entered with a man.
There was a boy standing in the corridor outside.
The school uniform they wear is different from their school, a bit like the school uniform of a private school, commonly known as an aristocratic school.
The school uniform jacket was unbuttoned, and inside was a white shirt with a lapel collar. The two buttons in the front were also open, revealing his slender neck and delicate collarbone.
The boy had green scars on his face, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were the most serious. At first glance, he had experienced something.
Although with injuries, it can still be seen that the boy is very good-looking.
But at this time, the boy looked a little gloomy and gave people a bad feeling.
Chuzheng bypassed the boy and went back to his classroom.
Yu Yue skipped the afternoon class and didn't come back.
Second class in the afternoon.
Teacher Zhou suddenly came over and took the boy Chuzheng had seen outside the dean.
"This is a newly transferred classmate..."
As soon as Teacher Zhou's words fell, the pot exploded below.
"A transfer student? Why haven't I heard of a transfer student before?"
"His face is full of wounds... Was this a fight and was expelled from the original school?"
"He looks so handsome!" This was the little excitement of a certain girl.
"His face is covered with wounds, so you can see that he is handsome?" A certain boy was not convinced.
"Injuries are not all over the face, and the essence must be seen through the surface." The girl retorted.
The wound on the boy's face was only green, not swollen.
The facial features are very obvious, and it can be seen that he is really handsome.
"With a wounded appearance, there is also a decadent beauty! What do you stinky boys know?"
"Yes, yes, we don't understand, your nympho is also a stinky boy."
"… "
Teacher Zhou said with a sullen face: "Quiet!"
The discussion below fell silent.
"Introduce yourself." Teacher Zhou said to the boy standing at the door.
From Teacher Zhou's tone, it can be heard that she is not very welcoming to this boy.
The boy stepped onto the podium, and under the excited gazes of the girls, opened his lips: "Jicheng."
The boy said nothing.
There was an awkward atmosphere in the classroom.
Teacher Zhou broke the delicate atmosphere: "Student Jicheng, please sit first..."
She looked around the classroom and found that only Chuzheng had vacancies.
"…Sit there first."
The students below looked towards Chuzheng, and the girls were faintly disappointed.
Ji Cheng didn't nod or speak, and walked straight to where Teacher Zhou pointed.
Chuzheng was lying on the table, his face turned out.
After Ji Cheng sat down, he caught a glimpse of a piece of paper she was pressing, with three big characters written on it.
Those three words were written neatly and beautifully.
But further down is a blank slate.
Ji Cheng lowered his eyes and sat down indifferently.
This class is not from Teacher Zhou, so Ji Cheng left after making arrangements.
The teacher in the class knew that there was a transfer student. Before Ji Cheng had time to get the new textbook, the teacher asked him to look at the same table first.
But…
On his table at the same table, except for the review book, he didn't see a single book.
Ji Cheng glanced at the girl who was lying on the table, not sure if she was asleep or didn't want to care, she withdrew her gaze, stared at the table and began to lose her mind.
"That... you use mine first."
The girl next door carefully placed the book on his desk.
Ji Cheng raised his eyes, did not refuse, but did not open it either.
Ji Cheng was stunned for a while, and when he regained his senses, Yu Guang swept to his roommate.
She didn't know when she sat up and was writing with a pen.
The review book has been written for more than four rows.
Every word was written extremely slowly, but the words she wrote were beautiful, and the strokes of each word were almost the same.
Xu Shi noticed his gaze, the girl looked sideways and said coldly, "What are you looking at?"
Ji Cheng retracted his gaze and continued to be in a daze.
After class, some classmates took him to pick up books.
When Ji Cheng came back with the book in his hand, there happened to be a boy standing in his place, talking to the girl.
"Elementary school girl, now, I brought the book back to you." Zhu Zian lay on the table: "I heard that you had a conflict with Yu Yue again today?"
"Ok."
"Cow." Zhu Zian gave a thumbs up.
Zhu Zian wanted to say something, but suddenly felt that someone was standing next to him.
"This is my position." The boy's voice sounded without hesitation.
Zhu Zian didn't get up, he just lay on the table, glanced at the boy, and got up after a while: "I'm leaving first, elementary school girl."