"Mr. Li, good morning."

A casual voice sounded behind the quiet, pleasant sound, very magnetic, and slightly low. It was not so respectful in one sentence, and it was quite indifferent.

Before An Jing could return to her seat, she subconsciously glanced back.

He was wearing black headphones, with his schoolbag slanted, and was wearing a neat school uniform, but the collar was not buttoned, revealing his fair skin.

Under the black baseball cap is covered with black hair, densely packed, with dark eyebrows and eyes, raised nose bridge, and a faint smile under the thin lips.

Standing tall and thin at the door, one hand casually inserted into his pocket, and the other hand greeted the teacher.

Turn around quietly and continue walking towards his seat.

The classroom was bustling with forty or fifty people, and there was not much space between the desks. Walk quietly and carefully, trying not to touch other people's desks.

Her eyes looked at the road beneath her feet, but she thought in her head.

oh.

This person is very famous when he was in his first year of high school.

She thought, probably no one didn't know him.

Sure enough, after he came, the girls in the class whispered, and couldn't stop their eyes.

"Statement, it's almost time, good morning!"

Teacher Li glanced at the watch, raised his face and pretended to be serious, "Also, you are not allowed to wear a hat when you enter the class. I have said it a few times."

Chen Shu inadvertently glanced at the thin back in front of him, and then faced Teacher Li, he raised his hand innocently to take off his cap and explained in a somewhat careless manner: "Aren't I afraid of rain?"

After taking off his hat, he scratched his clean and neat short hair.

"Take an umbrella when it's raining. I'll arrive early next time. I'll be not afraid of being late every time I step on the ringtone." Teacher Li waved his hand and pointed to the back row, "Go and go, go and sit down quickly."

The famous statement used to be in Class 1, Grade 1, which is the class she used to teach.

Teacher Li loves and hates him.

The reason for love is that he often occupies the top three in the grade. He can be said to be a full-time academic master. He is not biased against subjects. He has won a lot of excitement for her in front of the grade teachers. This time, he was ranked second in the second grade in the senior year.

The reason for hatred is also learning this.

The statement is probably the kind of genius who is very skilled in learning everything, but he does not usually act like studying hard. He doesn't listen carefully during class, so he should go to bed and play with his mobile phone.

But there is no way, they can still take the exam well.

"Teacher Li, where am I sitting?"

Chen Shu took off his headphones and watched around for a while.

"Next to An Yue." Teacher Li glanced at the seat table and blurted out.

The statement did not move.

Teacher Li realized that he didn't know An Yue, so he pointed his hand from a distance and reiterated: "There is the empty seat in front of Xu Jiaye."

"Hey, brother, here." Xu Jiaye raised his hand and shook it a few times in the last row, indicating the location.

The couple found the person with their eyes, hooked their mouths, strided towards him, stood high and looked far away, in front of his seat was a girl who had just walked over, thin and petite, with the broken hair on her bangs covering her eyes.

Chen Shu looked at it for a while, looked away without caring and walked forward.

Books had been distributed in the desk, and the book was as thick as a few heavy stones. I quietly sorted out the things from the first class and wrote each book with my own name.

The moment she picked up the pen, she glimpsed the famous brand sneakers that she had shown flashes by.

A corner of his school uniform stayed on the quiet table for a short time, causing ripples like a veil, but seemed to have no trace.

A gust of wind blew.

The person behind him sits.

An Jing continued to write his name one by one, and a black water-based pen marked a delicate name on the white book.

As soon as Chen Shu sat down, Xu Jiaye couldn't wait to pat his shoulder behind him and gave him a thumbs up: "Ashu, you're so awesome. You dared to be almost late on the first day of school today."

Before Chen Shu could speak, Zhou Qi spoke through the aisle: "Tsk tsk, A Shu obviously went to bed last night. He said, "Did you talk to our previous class beauty all night?"

Upon hearing this, Song Si gave his brother a tacit look, full of lust and laughter.

Three pairs of eyes stared at the statement.

Chen Shu put down his schoolbag, casually sorted out his headphone cable, and frowned on his side: "What are you?"

His fingers were slender, his hands were clearly tied around the headphone cable, and finally he put them in his bag randomly.

This did not refuse or admit it made the three of them even more excited.

Song Si even straightened his body and stomped on the shoulders of Chen Shu, "Really, is this really a situation?"

Zhou Qi also knew about this, and his eyebrows were frivolous: "It's hard for Xia Xinyu to chase after her for a semester. Did she come up with her? What kind of winning moves will she have during the summer vacation?"

Song Si and Xu Jiaye and Chen Shuo used to be from Class 11 of Grade 1, and Zhou Qi was from Class 16 of Grade 1.

Zhou Qi and they met each other as basketball. They all came up with books by chance. As they played, they became good friends. In addition, they had good grades and had already taken the same class this semester, and the few of them were very excited.

The class beauty Song Si mentioned was a literary and artistic committee member of Class 1, Grade 1, and Xia Xinyu was particularly good at dancing. She grew tall and had slender hands and feet, especially her legs, which were thin and straight.

She seemed to have failed the exam this time and was assigned to Class 2.

Song Si had some ideas about her before, but they made statements on their own and secretly. So Song Si went to hook up with other girls.

Chen Shu heard them get more and more confused, and then he rubbed his eyebrows and explained: "What nonsense? I watched the game last night and almost got up in the morning."

He rubbed his hair irritably, and his condition of not sleeping enough made him feel a little angry, with a hint of resentment between his eyebrows and eyes.

Song Si sneered: "It's boring, I thought there was something wrong."

Xu Jiaye continued to lower his head to play with PSP and curled his lips: "Ashu, just waste Mingde's girl."

People of their age don’t have a few relationships, and those who don’t have one or two girls around them in their first year of high school can also be ashamed when they take them out.

Girls are soft and weak, like a flower that is so good.

I don't want to make a statement, and I don't even look at the ones I send.

When I was in my first year of high school, I threw away the love letters in my desk. If someone confessed in person, the statement would still be based on the good student's notes: Classmate, I just want to study with peace of mind now, and I have never considered anything else.

At that time, Zhou Qi also joked that if you are a good student, then what basketball games do you watch, what games do you play, and what cigarettes do you smoke?

My brothers and others privately joked that they were gentle and scum and refused to make a girl one by one.

However, it is not wrong to say that the statement is a good student. I don’t know how many times I have passed the first exam in the whole grade.

Song Si was very stupid at that time and asked.

"What kind of girl do you like?"

Chen Shu was annoyed by his harassment and said carelessly: "There is a good figure and a beautiful face."

"Oh my God, Xia Xinyu is not pretty enough? She is not good-looking enough?"

Chen Shu recalled it and said lightly: "It's okay."

Song Si almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood at that time. As a result, people have high requirements and are looking for the fairy's style.

So the statement is wasting Mingde's girls.

Chen Shu leaned lazily on the back of the chair, picked up a book on the table casually, turned a few pages, and asked, "What is the first class this morning?"

Xu Jiaye: "I don't know."

Zhou Qi: "I don't know."

Song Si shook his head: "Don't look at me, I don't know."

The statement frowned: "Tsk, what's the point of asking you to do?"

"Hey, I don't know, but I can ask." Song Si's eyes turned, his body moved forward, and patted the back of the person in front of him: "Beauty, beauty."

When An Yue heard the movement, she turned her head, raised her eyebrows, and then pulled a strand of radiance that fell from her ears.

She was copying the class schedule, but the boy next to her didn't speak lightly with the people behind her, and she heard it.

Seeing her turn, Song Si's voice became gentler, and he put on the most serious face in his life and asked: "Classmate, what is the first class?"

An Yue pinched the class schedule and replied: "Chinese class."

"Oh." When Song Si saw the beauty replying to him, he became more and more eager to get close to the beauty: "Student, what's your name? My name is Song Si, let's meet him."

An Yue smiled generously: "My name is An Yue." After that, his eyes turned to Song Si.

When Xu Jiaye saw the beautiful big eyes staring at him, he was so excited that his name was unsure: "Xu...Xu Jiaye."

On the other hand, Brother Zhou Qi and his brother hugged Xu Jiaye's neck and said calmly: "My name is Zhou Qi, hello, classmate."

"Hello." An Yue's gaze moved to the boy lowered beside her.

Her deskmate.

The air was silent for a while.

It is so quiet that you can hear the sound of writing brushing on the notebook.
To be continued...