The teachers and students of the whole school are crowded in the playground, and the teams are densely packed.
Hearing the movement, several students around had secretly looked towards them.
Yu Fan actually didn't care where he stood. As long as Zhuang Fangqin is willing, he has no problem letting him stand first in the class.
If it were any other person, he would definitely stand forward without raising his head.
Yu Fan stared at him: "Where do you see that I am shorter than you?"
Chen Jingshen lowered his eyelids when he heard the words, then raised them again: "Both sides."
After another scrutiny, Yu Fan nodded: "Choose a time and I'll take a look for you—"
"What are you looking at? Where are you looking?" Yu Fan was patted on the back, and a stern female voice came from behind, "What is prettier than the principal? Show me the rostrum!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Yu Fan pursed his lips and glanced at the rostrum copingly.
Zhuang Fangqin is dressed in black today, only the silk scarf is a little purple, her hair is meticulously tied behind her head, holding a book in her hand, frowning at the person in front of her.
Because of wearing glasses for a long time, her eyes look a little small, her teeth are slightly buckled, and she looks very serious.
The moment Zhuang Fangqin appeared, Chen Jingshen could feel the person in front of him suddenly relax, the hostility that had just risen up dissipated all over his body, and he returned to a lazy demeanor.
"These injuries on your face, come to my office later and explain slowly." Zhuang Fangqin lowered his head, saw the black jumper he was wearing, and his complexion suddenly became worse, "Where is your school uniform?"
"forget."
"Why didn't you forget about the start of school?" Zhuang Fangqin said, "Look for yourself, the whole school is wearing school uniforms, and you are the only one! When the student union comes, we will deduct points for appearance in our class !"
The head teacher of the class next door joked: "Today, the leader came to inspect. Thanks to you, your head teacher will be criticized in a meeting on the first day of school."
Yu Fan didn't pay much attention at first, and curled his fingers when he heard the words: "Then I should avoid it first?"
"Shut up," Zhuang Fangqin raised her finger with a headache, "borrow a school uniform jacket from a classmate."
Yu Fan raised his chin to look for someone: "Wang Lu'an."
"Stop yelling, he's wearing a coat himself," Zhuang Fangqin was puzzled, "Can't you just borrow one from a classmate next to you?"
Classmates around
Yu Fan didn't even look at the people around him: "Isn't it okay to borrow a coat from another class?"
"What other class?" Zhuang Fangqin said, "He is your classmate."
"?"
"New transfer students, transfer students, will study in our class from now on." After Zhuang Fangqin finished speaking, he glanced at Chen Jingshen inquiringly, "Student Chen, can I lend him the school uniform for a while? Of course, I don't agree." Forget it, don’t force it.”
Yu Fan frowned, the person who borrowed something looked more disgusted than the person who was borrowed.
Yu Fan: "I don't borrow..."
"Yes." Chen Jingshen glanced at him, "If he doesn't think his coat is too long."
Yu Fan: "You take it off now."
Half a minute later, Yu Fan took the coat and put it on indiscriminately. After putting it on, he lowered his head to make sure.
It's not long, just right, it should be the same size as his school uniform jacket.
"It's a bit short," he raised his head and said, "I'll return it to you after disbanding."
In the middle of Yu Fan's pullover was a skull with peeling skin, black trousers, a few Band-Aids crookedly pasted on his face, and a neat school uniform jacket on him, nondescript.
Chen Jingshen looked at the bruises on the edge of the Band-Aid, and suddenly raised his hand.
Yu Fan slapped him away reflexively: "What are you doing?"
Taking off his coat, Chen Jingshen was wearing his school shirt and school uniform, buttoned up to the top. The back is tall and straight, and the board is regular.
Chen Jingshen paused with his hands in the air, then naturally dropped to the side: "The collar."
Yu Fan originally wanted to say that it was none of your business, but thought that he was still wearing someone else's school uniform, so he sorted it out perfunctorily.
Zhuang Fangqin looked at it and was satisfied: "Okay, you dress well, don't get dirty, and remember to return it to others when it's over."
After a while, she felt something was wrong again.
After a moment, she suddenly realized, and poked the two of them with a corner of the notebook, "Wait, the team is arranged according to height, you two change positions."
Yu Fan: "..."
Two seconds later, he gave up struggling with a wooden face, and gave up the throne at the end of the queue.
"Sports March" finally stopped. After the flag was hoisted by the whole school, the principal cleared his throat and began his passionate speech.
Normally at this time, Yu Fan would have fallen asleep standing up, but now he is holding his eyelids and staring blankly at the principal's hairline in a daze.
The microphones at school were much louder than usual today, making it impossible for him to sleep.
The headmaster came prepared this time and spoke eloquently for half an hour. Yu Fan stood impatiently, and habitually put his hand into his coat pocket—then bumped into an object.
Thin, smooth to the touch, with a little edge.
He was so sleepy that he had a headache, so he pulled it out easily.
Seeing what was in his hand, Yu Fan paused slightly.
It was a pink envelope without any writing on it, but judging from the feel, there should be a letter stuffed inside.
There is a small red love sticker on the seal of the letter, which is the same as the ambiguous background color of the envelope, proclaiming its identity to people.
This is... a love letter
When was it stuffed in
Yu Fan frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't remember where the letter came from.
He was about to take a closer look when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his school uniform sleeves, which were out of tune with the people around him, as if they had been washed with bleach.
Grass.
Yu Fan came back to his senses quickly—he was wearing Chen Jingshen's coat now.
This love letter is from Chen Jingshen.
Yu Fan quickly reacted, put the letter back into his pocket, and subconsciously looked back.
Chen Jingshen was looking at the rostrum. He didn't know if he heard it, but he looked quite serious.
The school photography department likes to shoot this kind of students the most, with a correct attitude, like a nerd.
Such a nerd would actually fall in love early
Sensing his gaze, Chen Jingshen's eyes lowered lightly: "What are you doing?"
It seemed that the other party didn't realize what he just did.
Yu Fan quickly turned his head back: "No."
At the moment when the opening ceremony ended, Yu Fan took off his coat and stuffed it into the arms of the person behind him: "Give it back to you."
Chen Jingshen held the school uniform and waited for two seconds: "You're welcome."
"..."
As soon as Wang Lu'an in the queue turned his head, he saw the back of his good brother leaving.
He hurried to catch up: "Fuck, why are you walking so fast? Didn't you say you can't raise the flag?"
Wang Luan always made small talk at the flag-raising ceremony and the class was deducted points. Zhuang Fangqin gave him a warning as soon as he saw him this morning, saying a word would give him an extra homework. He was forced to hold back the entire flag-raising ceremony.
Yu Fan: "Caught by Fat Tiger."
"So unlucky?" Wang Lu'an glanced at the stairs of the teaching building, crowded with people, "Damn, it's crowded... why don't we go to the cafeteria first, I just didn't have enough breakfast."
"No." Yu Fan didn't turn his head, "I'm sleepy, I'll go back to sleep."
As soon as Zhuang Fangqin entered the classroom, he saw the lying head in the last row.
She threw the roster on the iron podium, and said in the voice that had been complained several times by the teachers of the next class: "Sleepy students, consciously go to the toilet to wash your face, hurry up, we still have a class meeting. "
Yu Fan sat up slowly, his temples throbbing violently due to the movement.
He rubbed his face, frowned and stood up.
"Yu Fan, you are not allowed to go."
Yu Fan stopped where he was and raised his eyebrows—why
"Will you come back after you go?" Zhuang Fangqin pointed to the blackboard newspaper, "Stand back if you are sleepy, and you will wake up after a while."
Yu Fan thought for a few seconds, then sat back down.
He was sitting in a slack posture, with his head hanging halfway, and he looked listless.
Zhuang Fangqin endured it, bent down and inserted his U disk into the computer: "Before the class meeting, I will say two things first."
"First thing, there are two new students in the class, Chen Jingshen and Wu Si, both transferred from class one. I won't introduce much here, let's get to know each other after class. The grades of the two new students They are all excellent and have a good learning attitude, so you should learn more from them.”
"Second," Zhuang Fangqin clicked on an excel sheet titled "Senior Grade 7 Class Last Semester Final Grade Ranking", "It is your ranking of last semester final grades."
Ban Li suddenly wailed.
Yu Fan was not interested in the rankings, so he took a cursory glance and saw the top names at a glance.
"Chen Jingshen, 150 in Mathematics, 110 in Chinese, 148 in English, comprehensive science...I'm not good at it? Full marks?" Wang Lu'an was shocked, "Yu Fan, you can't get this score by just copying the answers!"
Yu Fan: "You fucking compare yourself to me."
"Fuck." The front desk turned around, "This guy is terrifying, and he has no other weaknesses except Chinese."
Wang Lu'an nodded to express his understanding: "It seems that Xueba doesn't like to memorize texts either."
"No." The other party thought for a while, "I heard from a class of friends that he always deviates from the topic when writing essays."
"..."
"This time the first grader is in our class, that is, Chen Jingshen."
Zhuang Fangqin himself felt a sense of unreality when he said this, "I roughly glanced at the paper, except that the Chinese composition was off topic and I lost a lot of marks, there were no problems in the rest of the subjects. Teachers in each subject Before the lecture, you can borrow his test paper to read."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the class couldn't help but look towards the fourth row of the third group.
Chen Jingshen didn't even raise his head, he was flipping through a certain question bank with a pen in his hand, and he didn't seem to be interested in the things on the projection screen.
There is a set of pretense.
Yu Fan looked away.
"The other students are not doing well. The average score of the class is not even as high as the last exam. I hope you all think about it. If you take this score to the college entrance examination, what school can you go to?"
Someone in the audience muttered: "If the college entrance examination is as difficult as this time, I'll just move the bricks."
"Others got full marks in the test, but I couldn't even understand the questions."
"There are still a small number of students..." Zhuang Fangqin pulled the form to the bottom, and the mouse stayed on the last name.
She looked at the number 9 under the math, and held it in for a long time but couldn't help it, "Yu Fan, are you going to pick up trash after graduation?"
"I haven't thought about it." Yu Fan thought for a while, "But it can be considered."
Zhuang Fangqin skillfully grabbed a piece of chalk and greeted him on the head.