Zong Yuan had a cigarette in his mouth, and while he was not in class, he hid in the toilet and got addicted to it.
0048 read the script to him in his mind, "Did you hear clearly?"
Zong Yuan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "I'm not stupid."
Taking advantage of 2 minutes before class, he went to the corridor to blow off the smell of cigarettes, and stood at the door of Class 1, Senior Three, waiting for the teacher to take him in.
A classmate sitting by the window looked at him furtively.
The transfer student in Class 1 of the third year of high school, I knew the news yesterday, but I didn't expect the transfer student to be so handsome.
Old Jiang came over in a hurry, and was stunned when he saw Zong Yuan, "Come in, come in."
Zong Yuan followed him in, and the students in Class 1, Senior Three immediately focused their attention on him.
Zong Yuan looked up and asked 0046, "Which one is Fu Xin?"
0046,"The one next to the trash can."
There was a thin and thin boy sitting next to the trash can. The corner was dirty and narrow, and he wanted to know what kind of life this boy lived in the class.
Also, what good life can there be for committing suicide by jumping off a building overnight before the college entrance examination.
Lao Jiang was very enthusiastic, "Come, come, Zong Yuan, let me introduce myself"
Zong Yuan is very familiar, "Hi everyone, my name is Zong Yuan, Zong Yuan's Zong, Zong Yuan's Yuan."
Pfft, there were more than one or two people who were amused.
Zong Yuan smiled brightly, "As for me, I am average in study and average in appearance. I will rely on everyone to take care of me in the future."
This sentence is not considered modesty, it is considered nonsense.
There are quite a few girls who have little deer in their hearts and their faces are blush. Zong Yuan, with the appearance of a standard novel male protagonist, is simply the configuration of their first love in their dreams.
It's completely different from Fu Xin.
Zong Yuan casually dealt with the classmates in the class, and chatted with 0046, "What did you say before, who is the straw?"
"You really didn't listen carefully," 0046 resigned to his fate and told him again.
Fu Xin's parents were divorced, and he was raped by his alcoholic father since he was a child. When he was young, he had nothing to eat, so he went directly to the street to pick up leftovers. Afterwards, it was even worse. I fell in love with Zhang Zhiliang, the school bully in the class. After the diary was discovered, it was the object of being disgusted by others. Anyone could go up and step on it.
And Zhang Zhiliang was the last straw that crushed him.
Using that bit of tenderness to fool people directly sent Fu Xin to hell.
How wicked is it to find this fun.
0046 took a close look at Fu Xin, and sighed, "The whole person is gloomy, come on, Zong Yuan, let Fu Xin live a good life, after the first mission is completed, at least your brother's illness can go away." Three years later."
Zong Yuan hummed, and moved his hand in his school uniform jacket slightly.
The girls in the front row had their eyes glued to him, wondering why someone could wear the same school uniform so nicely and handsomely.
Lao Jiang grinned his big yellow teeth, "Student Zong Yuan, look where you are sitting."
Zong Yuan looked at it with raised eyes, and pointed casually, "That's it."
Next to Fu Xin.
He didn't seem to care at all whether it was dirty or not.
0046 waved the flag to encourage, "Come on, Fu Xin, here we come"
The people in the class looked in the direction he pointed, and many of them showed expressions of eating flies. With so many eyes staring at them, the people sitting in the corner didn't seem to feel it, and didn't even lift their heads.
Transfer students are really unlucky, there are only two vacancies in the class.
As soon as he chose, he sat with that disgusting Fu Xin.
It's been a bloody bad luck for eight lifetimes.
Class monitor He Xiuxiu stood up, with a sweet smile and a generous voice, "Student Zongyuan, it's too far away from the blackboard, why don't you come and sit behind me?"
There is an empty seat right behind her.
Zong Yuan stood upright and gave her a completely handsome smile, "Thank you for the beauty, but I like to sit next to the trash can."
Being yelled at by the transfer student in front of the whole class, she blushed and sat down without any anger of being rejected.
"Hahaha, it's so humorous to like trash cans"
"I'm so envious of the monitor"
He Xiuxiu's face became more and more beautiful.
Zong Yuan also laughed, and 0046 whispered in his ear, "How can you be so vicious when you are so beautiful?"
Zong Yuan ignored it, and walked towards the last row with his schoolbag in his hand. After he walked, he really walked with the wind, very chic.
A group of people watched him walk to Fu Xin's side.
"Student," Zong Yuan threw the bag on the table, "Is there any toilet paper?"
Fu Xin looked up at him, his black eyes were very deep, he silently took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and put them on the corner of Zong Yuan's desk.
He didn't even touch Zongyuan's table.
Zong Yuan took it and smiled, "Thank you, classmate."
Fu Xin remained silent.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the transfer student who was wiping the stool drawer with toilet paper, hid his bruised hands, and lowered his eyes.
It wasn't until Zong Yuan finished wiping slowly and sat down that Lao Jiang, who was standing on the podium, began to give lectures.
Boys and girls are always prone to overthinking. Old Jiang's attitude is equivalent to telling everyone in the class bluntly, pay attention, don't mess with this person.
Zong Yuan lazily flipped through the brand-new textbook in his hand. Just as the teacher said a word on the podium, his eyelids started to stick together.
0046 knew it would happen, "Zong Yuan"
Zong Yuan managed to raise one eye and looked at his deskmate, "Student, borrow a pen."
Fu Xin silently handed him a pen again.
The transfer student's half-closed eyes looked decadently handsome, Fu Xin secretly glanced at him, then rubbed against the wall.
It seems that Zongyuan is not Zongyuan, but a wolf that only eats people.
As soon as he hid, Zong Yuan regained his spirits instead. He rested his chin on one hand, "Student, what's your name?"
Fu Xin was silent for a few seconds, his whole body exuded a vigilant air, his fingers wrapped around his clothes, "Fu Xin."
His voice was small and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a few days.
"Oh," Zong Yuan smiled, "My name is Zong Yuan, hello my deskmate."
The tip of Fu Xin's nose moved. He had a keen sense of smell. He could smell the slight smell of smoke from the transfer student at such a short distance. Zhang Zhiliang.
Zong Yuan followed his line of sight and looked over.
Sitting next to He Xiuxiu, Zhang Zhiliang seemed to be aware of it and turned his head. He has a standard bookish appearance, and he can afford to be handsome at a young age.
Zong Yuan raised his eyelids and turned back without interest.
He saw Fu Xin lower his head fiercely, as if he was afraid of being seen by Zhang Zhiliang.
Zong Yuan looked at his notebook, there was an unknown object drawn in the upper left corner, and he praised him, "This drawing is not bad."
In fact, he didn't even see what it was. It had four hooves, short legs, two hairpin-like things on its head, and a face as round as a washbasin. It was tentatively determined to be a pig.
Fu Xin glanced at the pictures in the notebook, lowered his eyes, "Thank you."
Zong Yuan chatted along the topic, "You like painting"
Fu Xin raised his head, and Zong Yuanke met his eyes. The child answered seriously, which could be heard clearly, "Painting is the only thing I can sell."
Zong Yuan ""
0046,""
The two of them racked their brains to look at the picture, for fear of making a mistake, "the picture is really vivid"
Fu Xin moved his dry, cracked mouth, "A horse drawn casually."
Nima is a horse
Zong Yuan twitched his eyebrows, ignoring the beating of his conscience, "It's so beautiful."
His eyes were extremely focused, and when he stared at a person, he could easily give others a feeling of affection. Fu Xin nodded vaguely, and retreated to the corner again.
Like a turtle that just poked its head out and then retracted immediately.
After the get out of class bell rang, many people looked towards Zong Yuan. Zong Yuan was lying on the table, unable to tell whether he was sleeping or resting.
I'm sorry to bother you.
He Xiuxiu's best friend sat in front of her and turned to talk to her, "Hey, Xiuxiu, let's get to know each other."
He Xiuxiu glanced at Zong Yuanna, smiling shyly, "He's sleeping, what a shame."
Zhang Zhiliang glanced at her and looked around. Many people were staring at the back. His expression sank and then returned to normal. Then he saw Fu Xin sitting next to Zong Yuan, the corner of his mouth sank, and When Fu Xin looked over, he showed a characteristic gentle smile.
Fu Xin abruptly looked away.
His movement brought up a gust of wind, which directly caused the broken hair scattered around Zong Yuan's ear to fly up. Fu Xin took a careful look at him, and saw that Zong Yuan's ear was studded with a small black diamond earring.
The light reflected by the black diamond was not weak, and it pierced directly into Fu Xin's eyes.
The stud earrings matched with the clean outline of the transfer student, which made people's hearts itch. Fu Xin took a pen and drew a few lines randomly on the blank paper. Boys would also wear this
Zong Yuan was woken up by the ringing of the class bell. He got up and rubbed his hair casually. Before the teacher came, the boy in front turned his head and introduced himself to him, "Hello Zong Yuan, my name is Yang Fan, Your personality is too good for me to make a friend."
Zong Yuan smiled lazily, and the corners of his mouth curled up like a standard rich man's indifference, "It's easy to say."
Yang Fan's deskmate also wanted to have some fun, and when he turned his head and saw Fu Xin's desk, his expression instantly became disgusted and angry, he gave Fu Xin a hard look, opened his mouth, and looked at Zong Yuan. With one glance, he patted his clothes and lay down without speaking.
Fu Xin didn't even move his face, and he pulled the table back, as he was used to it.
Zong Yuan kicked his own stool, the front legs of the stool lifted off the ground, he glanced at Yang Fan at the same table, lightly, "Hey, classmate, what did you want to say just now?"
Fu Xin and Yang Fan stiffened at the same table, and Yang Fan said haha, "Hahaha, it's nothing, nothing."
Zong Yuan glanced at the person who dared not speak out, and joked with a smile, "I thought I was going to scold someone."
not to scold
0046 is holding a small notebook, which clearly records everyone's words of scolding Fu Xin. Yang Fan's deskmate alone scolded seven or eight pages of vicious words without repetition. Anyone who sees these I can't believe it was said by a high school student.
Yang Fan wanted to say something else, but the math teacher had already come in, so he could only turn around embarrassingly.
Fu Xin took out a math book and didn't know what to say. Zong Yuan stared at the two big characters on the book, his temples bulging, "Mathematics class"
Fu Xin responded in a low voice, "Yes."