As a freshman, the first thing he did after entering the class was of course self-introduction. Senior Meng Chuyan wrote down his name on the far left side of the blackboard, signaling the next students to write down their names in turn to achieve the "ritual sense" of admission.

The format of self-introduction is almost formulated. First, say 'My name is so-and-so', from 'Chacha', the interests and hobbies are 'Tsktsktsktsktsk', and the ideals and expectations for the future are to become 'Whatever', and then say 'Take more care in the future'.

Exclusive personality and restrained personality are actually two relatively rare existences with distinctive personalities. Most people have more common personalities, which are the so-called "passerby" attributes.

In order to break the attributes of passers-by, Wen Zou, the first to go on stage in the class, had a gentle smile on his lips, as if a ray of sunshine shone into the hearts of all the female students in the class.

Follow the process and write your name first.

"Hello everyone, I am Wen Zou." Wen Zou raised his hand and waved it, as if he was a little restrained, but his eyes were still very calm.

After a few seconds of quiet, the senior sister next to her asked weakly: "Is there no more?"

"Well," Wen Zou glanced at his senior sister, "I'm not very used to making remarks when so many people are present... Sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay," Meng Chuyan smiled gently, and a circle of shining and holy halos appeared behind her. "Let's go back first. You can take the initiative to communicate with Wen Zou in the future. Wen Zou's personality is really too restrained. Next..."

"Me! Senior sister, me!"

Luban stood up directly from the seat, rubbed his big hands, and laughed, "I'm not introverted at all, it's okay!"

This kind of words is quite a bit of a momentum that he will control in the field next.

Before Wen Zou could get back to his seat, Lu Ban, who was a little nervous, had already walked to the podium quickly, and stroked and used all his strength to cut off the chalk three times before he wrote down his name in a crooked manner:

Luban.

"Remember, I am this Lu, not a braised braised mandarin, nor the Lu of Lu Ban, a carpenter master in history! I am Lu Ban...well, Lu Ban."

Meng Chuyan next to her was a little embarrassed, but she still patted her hands with a smile to encourage her.

Lu Ban glanced at the senior and counselor, and felt relieved. He swallowed his saliva, but he swallowed the texture of drinking coke in the hot summer: "Ha... I come from Risheng City in the east, which is not big, but I often have the opportunity to go out to sea to play, which is quite good."

"My hobby is to tinker with machinery," Luban reached into his coat, and pulled out the living mouth, wrench, pliers, etc. as the female students opened their eyes wide, put them on the table.

Please ask for the psychological shadow area of ​​Senior Sister Meng who holds her forehead with one hand next to her.

Luban: "These are all foodies, and they should be carried with you; this is the wrench with my idol's name on it. It is an old man who has made a significant contribution to promoting the revolution of human machinery industry. It is very worthy of respect from others..."

A few minutes later, Luban told the story behind his twelfth limited edition wrench.

Nearly half of the female students had been killed in Luban's endless speech, and their attention was shifted to other places; nearly half of them tried to keep smiling and continued to be listeners out of politeness.

Ling sat in the seat and smiled. Xiao Hei, who was next to him, rolled her eyes, and she lay straight on the table.

"Your buddy is more talkative than you."

Ling's mouth twitched, how could it be contacted by him? "Correction of you, there is a fundamental difference between chatterbox and long-windedness."

"Swish," Xiao Hei smiled, but she didn't say much, and continued to lie down there pretending to be uncomfortable.

Next to the podium, Meng Chuyan: "That..."

"In fact, few people can understand my passion for machinery," Luban suddenly became 'shy' and scratched his head. "I'll talk too much if I don't pay attention. I'm sorry..."

Meng Chuyan breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was at least a little sensible.

Luban's thick eyebrows were so powerful that he snatched the show. After a few jumps, he said: "Do you still know what my second hobby is?"

Meng Chuyan almost fell as soon as she slipped down. The girls below shook their heads together, which made Lu Ban feel a little embarrassed. He bowed to the audience and walked down with his own things in his arms.

After hesitating for a little, the two girls in the front seat of Luban finally stood up and forced to take on the embarrassing scene.

Soon, the baton turned to Zuo Xiang, who was at the front of Ling's line.

"I……"

Compared to Lu Ban before, Zuo Xiang lowered her head and dared not speak as soon as she blushed. Her little hands tightly clenched, and her breathing stopped a little.

Ling looked at this little girl, and for some reason, she always felt that she wanted to care for her more.

It was like he was destined to owe her, but it was not the feeling of hormones and various hormones between men and women, it was another... it was very simple, just like the one standing on the podium was his long-lost sister, who subconsciously wanted to take care of her.

"come on!"

Ling shouted below, with a gentle smile on his lips.

This voice made all the girls in the class turn back, but Xiao Hei lay there and whispered: "Abnormal, Lolita."

Ling just pretended that he didn't hear anything.

"I...I!"

Zuo Xiang finally spoke on the podium, so nervous that her voice kept trembling, "My name is..."

Meng Chuyan encouraged him: "It doesn't matter, everyone is good, don't be afraid. Just take a deep breath."

"Hu..." Zuo Xiang took a deep breath, and her expression of pouting and exhaling unconsciously was quite suspicious of being passively cute. "My name is Zuo Xiang, from a land with a weak voice in the Panqiu Society, so...so..."

Zuo Xiang's little hand pinched her thighs, looked up at Ling, her eyes full of determination.

Just like what Xiao Hei saw, Ling's eyes.

It is said that when a person with dreams talks about his ideals and desires in his heart, his eyes will be filled with stars representing hope.

"So," Zuo Xiang's voice was full of calm, and she had a little firmness, "I want to become a politician with an influential society, and I want to change the status quo of my hometown! This is my dream!"

As soon as the words fell, the class was quiet. The girls were first stunned, and then somebody took the lead in applauding in the corner, and then the applause was thunderous.

With a little passion, the girls changed the way they spoke, and they began to express their dreams with shouts.

The fire of stars can be transmitted, burned to each other, and can be extinguished at any time.

"Yufenglan."

Xiao Hei said these three words on the podium, without even writing the name. It seemed like he had gone through a mere formality and walked straight back to his seat and sat down.

"See what I do, it's your turn."

"You're really simple," Ling couldn't help but complain. Xiao Hei shrugged and sat in his seat.

The whole process was so close that Meng Chuyan didn't react, and Xiao Hei naturally showed a kind of momentum and aura, which made others look at him and didn't dare to say anything at all.

When the long light green hair floated by and came back, Ling could only stand up speechlessly.

Suddenly, I also had the urge to walk up and say my name before walking down... As a result, the girls had a commotion first.

"Wow, here we are here!"

"Bancao came on stage, I really want to know where he came from."

"Didn't you hear it was from St. Gal? It's so strange. He and that strange classmate Yufeng didn't go to St. Gal Military Academy."

"Cough," Ling coughed, stood on the podium, hesitated, turned his head to face the blackboard, raised his hand to write down the name of the previous classmate who spoke.

He said: "My roommate has a personality, so don't mind."

The classroom, which was originally full of whispers, could be heard in an instant. Although many girls already knew about it, the questions that were deliberately avoided in their hearts were so easy to tell by Ling.

Xiao Hei snorted, but said nothing.

Meng Chuyan next to her quickly recovered from the mess, picked up her arm, and almost blurted out:
Chapter completed!