"You let go, what are you doing... let go!"

Fan Xiangxiang threw it hard to break free from Yu Xing's shackles.

Seeing that the car had already driven in, Yu Xing let go.

In the duty room where only the two of them were, Fan Xiangxiang was furious: "What are you procrastinating? Who told you to cover my mouth?!"

Yu Xing: "The security guard said that it is the school's car, and the car is the senior of the third year."

"What about senior year?"

"As long as it is from our school, it can be released."

"According to school rules, students who arrive late and leave early will be in class..."

"You know," Yu Xing interrupted her calmly, "It's just a display on the surface, and everyone knows the rules here."

Fan Xiangxiang refused to be outdone and pushed back: "What are the rules, what are you well aware of, and you are willing to bow to this stinky unspoken rule, doesn't mean I want to be like you!"

Yu Xing moved her lips, but seeing her contemptuous expression on her face, she suddenly thought of staring at the car before she rushed out, with a strange twinkle in her eyes, Yu Xing didn't want to speak anymore .

Students who can drive into the school are basically only seniors.

This place is the most arrogant, arrogant, and most not to be provoked by these people.

Would Fan Xiangxiang not know?

In all fairness, she looks good, and her family is not bad. She was probably well pampered by her parents at home, but she would never be ignorant of the world.

This outward move is really puzzling.

The security guard signaled to let go and had to stop the senior's car and drag her in. Just a few steps away, Yu Xing was almost shot to death by her eyes.

Yu Xing was silent for a few seconds: "Fan Xiangxiang, we are here to learn."

Fan Xiangxiang frowned: "...you say it?" She was still a little annoyed, "I ask you to mind your own business next time, I don't need you to worry about my affairs ok? Don't pull me to nod and bow together!"

"A proper bow is not a nod or a bow." Yu Xing's voice was soft, his tone was not strong at all, but the pronunciation was clear, and there was another insistence.

"Why should I bow to the rules here?"

Yu Xing glanced at her from under her black-rimmed glasses: "Because we are here."

"..." Fan Xiangxiang choked.

For a few seconds, Fan Xiangxiang returned to his senses, frowned and stared at Yu Xing, and threw a sentence: "Xia insects can't speak ice, don't worry about it!"

Grab something and leave without looking back.

Summer bugs can’t speak ice…

Yes.

Yu Xing straightened her glasses, and her bangs hung lower due to the movement of bowing her head. She picked up the pen and Japan, and walked away calmly.

Summer bugs really can't talk about ice, and the chaffinch doesn't know the ambition of Honghu.

Just who knows?

Before seeing Honghu, Sparrow might think that he is the one with lofty ambitions, and the one or two clumsy plans on his chest are already all his ambitions.

…

Yu Xing is in class 3 and is not in the same place as Fan Xiangxiang, so there are not many opportunities to meet.

The little unpleasantness in the duty room was forgotten the next day.

An ordinary and ordinary day, and it will soon be afternoon.

At the rhythm of the end of the get out of class bell, the teacher stepped off the podium, and the atmosphere in the class instantly relaxed.

The back was no longer tense, and Yu Xing started to organize the desktop.

Qiu Huini looked at the mistakes in the practice test paper and greeted Yu Xing dissatisfiedly: "How can this be wrong?"

Books were neatly piled up, Yu Xing turned back: "Huh?"

Qiu Huini held a pen and touched it lightly on the scroll surface, frowning lightly: "Aren't you specially recruited, reading is not a special one, it's also wrong, what do you rely on? Unreliable?"

"Oh, that, when I copied the answer on the paper, I deliberately corrected a few mistakes." Yu Xing whispered and said calmly, "If you are all right, the teacher may want to ask ."

Qiu Huini slightly sullen: "You mean I'm not worthy?"

Yu Xing pursed his lower lip, still in a good voice: "No, this is more appropriate, and it is better to be careful."

Yan Bi nodded as if to say hello to Qiu Huini, said goodbye, got up and left.

It was evening, and everyone went for dinner.

"You—" She walked so fast that Qiu Huini didn't have time to stop her.

Xia Yuanqing in the back seat clicked her tongue: "You're dumb and dumb, a bum, and cowardly. I really don't know why she was assigned to our class..."

Qiu Huini said nothing.

Xia Yuanqing suddenly remembered something and poked Qiu Huini's back: "Huini!"

"What?"

"Jiang Zhiyan and the others came to school today!"

Qiu Huini's eyes lit up at first, remembering the time she went to the third year teaching building not long ago, she waited for a long time at the entrance of Class 7, and watched a group of them, leaning on the edge of the table or sitting at the table, through the window Going up, talking and laughing, she didn't dare to go over, Qiu Huini's face sank immediately.

"I didn't come here yesterday." Her tone was not good, but she was angry with herself.

She was sitting in the seat that day, smiling and bending her eyes, and slowly turning around with a pen in one hand. The temperature had begun to cool in early October. He took off his jacket and wore only a mid-sleeve T-shirt. The plain white T-shirt only had a small pattern on the left chest, and there was nothing else.

He was surrounded by Jiang Zhiyan's group of people, he listened quietly, with the other hand in his pocket, his attitude was sloppy, very idle, and looked very amiable... But it just made people uncomfortable dare to approach.

"Do you remember?" Xia Yuanqing did not think so much as she thought, and reminded, "Did someone write a love letter to Jiang Zhiyan last time?"

Qiu Huini: "Why, do you want to write a love letter?"

"Write, and to whom!"

Qiu Huini saw a different connotation in her eyes: "To whom...you mean, Sheng Yi?"

"Yes." Xia Yuanqing hurriedly added, "But it's not me, it's—" She looked at the diagonally forward position, and stretched out her fingers.

Qiu Huini was still reacting, Xia Yuanqing snickered: "See if she has a good life in the future!"

…

Yu Xing returned from the restaurant to the second-year teaching building after dinner, and things were not very good.

On the floor where Class 3 is located, there is a group of people around the corner, talking about something on the wall.

"My God, who..."

"How dare you write a love letter to Sheng Yi."

"Yu Xing? Why does it sound so strange to me, and I seem to have a little impression... Oh, is it that, that one specially recruited?"

“…”

When all eyes were on him, Yu Xing resisted and did not step back.

"Pfft-"

Glancing over her chest, I don't know which boy in the crowd laughed: "It's just her? She looks pretty ugly, but she thinks it's pretty!"

School rules do not work for some people, but Yu Xing knows that he must never violate it. From the first day of the transfer, in terms of school uniforms, badges, and dress, she should follow the requirements, from head to toe, she couldn't pick out a single point that was beyond the norm.

Yu Xing walked towards the wall, and they gave way very "intimately".

A closer look, the contents of the pink letter posted on the wall begin like this:

"Senior Sheng Yi, hello.

I'm Yu Xing from Class 3 of Senior Two, I like you very much!

…”

Yu Xing took a deep breath.

Who is so vicious? !

Who is Sheng also.

Senior Sheng from Class 7 of Senior Three.

In these four and nine cities, there are countless surnames, and "Sheng" is definitely among the best. It is the "Sheng" of Shengshi Group and the "Sheng" of Shengyi.

As the next successor of the Sheng family, Sheng Yi, his name is private in Lintian and no one knows it.

The reason why this senior year is daunting is because of the existence of him and the people around him. Like the ones who are close to Sheng Yi, their backgrounds are also not to be underestimated. Sometimes onlookers joke about it, and call them "the princelings of the Sheng Group".

Yu Xing heard other students mention them, but most of the people here are not in the same world as her, the small part at the top of the pyramid, you can think about it with her toes, and she The distance is farther than light-years.

Uncovered by Qi bangs, the eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses stared at the piece of paper, Yu Xing hoped that something was wrong.

Maybe she has been wearing glasses for a long time and suddenly has myopia?

It's not Sheng Yi, it's another senior named Sheng Bian, or maybe it's not Yu Xing, it's someone like Yumu...

This paper is there. It doesn't matter if she wrote it or not, her troubles must be inevitable.

Yu Xing stood stiffly in front of the wall.

At that moment, Yu Xing's heart skipped a beat.

Director Zhou is the most serious teacher in Lintian's "going through the motions", and it's too unfortunate.

She turned her head stiffly, just in time to meet the two eyes of the chief tiger waiting for prey last week.

…

In the first class in the evening, at the same time, the horns of every class in the whole school were ringing, and Class 7 of Senior Three was no exception.

"Now broadcasting a disciplinary notice-"

Shen Shiyu raised his head slightly, and in the next second, Jiang Zhiyan frowned and operated the game on his mobile phone, distracted, stretched his legs and kicked him from under the table. As soon as he heard what the punishment was, Shen Shiyu lacked interest and concentrated on the game.

Sheng Yi looked down at the book, turned the pages, and didn't look up at all, as if the noise in front of him was just a noise generator.

"... Director Zhou of the Teaching Office found out that the love letter written by Yu Xing from Class 3 of Senior 2 to Sheng Yi from Class 7 of Senior 3 was thrown on the corner of the second floor of the teaching building of Senior 2 before the evening self-study. , and then posted openly on the wall…”

"Huh?"

Shen Shiyu raised his head suddenly, "For whom? Sheng Yi?"

Jiang Zhiyan also heard it and looked at Chao Sheng.

The other good things in the class sneaked glances. Although I didn't dare to look at it, I quickly retracted it, but it proved that I heard it right.

"Does anyone still dare to write you a love letter?" Jiang Zhiyan was quite surprised.

Sheng Yi's good skin, plus a pair of peach eyes, always smiling, looks too confusing. They were tossing each other into a smoky atmosphere, and they died.

Afterwards, no one dared to do these things blatantly.

"What kind of stunned youth is this? I'm going to be moved!" Shen Shiyu put his hand on Sheng Yi's shoulder, "The primary school girl can be brave."

Sheng Yi slowly pushed Shen Shiyu's hand away and smiled: "Are you envious?"

Your love letter?"

She also heard of course.

He had an impression of the name Yu Xing, but he only remembered the dull black-rimmed glasses on the girl's face.

As punishment for misbehavior, she was fined to write a thousand words of self-criticism, and the love letter-will also be posted on the notice board outside the teaching office building for a week as a warning.

Shen Shiyu was very interested: "Anyway, we are about to go out, just passing by..."

Sheng Yi stared at him for two seconds, opened her thin lips lightly, and spit out a word with a smile: "Go away."

…

I didn't plan to go to the evening class, and stayed in the classroom for a while to pass the time. Jiang Zhiyan and his party came out of class 7 and went to the third grade teaching building.

Jiang Zhiyan and Sheng Yi talked about the modification of the sports car.

Walking past the pavilion, Shen Shiyu listened to them chatting, and caught a glimpse of a figure in front of the wall not far away.

"Huh?" Shen Shiyu was surprised, "Is there a person over there?"

Jiang Zhiyan frowned when he heard the words: "It seems to be a woman." After a pause, "Is that the teaching office?"

Sheng Yi walked among them, his eyes were light, and he did not speak.

Outside the teaching building, under the high-hanging yellow light, a girl looked left and right in front of the notice board blackboard, sneaking.

I couldn't see her face clearly, I could only vaguely see a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her face.

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