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"There's one minute left. If you don't run faster, He Jiming, you'll be late."

Hecheng No. [-] Middle School has students from the student union on duty at the gate every Monday, and the school gate is strictly closed for those who are late. All students who are late have to stand at the door of the classroom all morning. This is a rule set by the new grade director.

He Jiming roared angrily and sprinted for [-] meters. The pancake fruit in his mouth blossomed in the air, spilling all the stuffing. Finally, he rushed into the school gate a second before the bell rang.

Xu Xiaoxiao, a member of the student union who just spoke, looked at him with joy, "Oh, you will definitely get a good place in the sports meeting if you run so fast!"

The school gate has been closed, but there are still some players who are always late walking slowly behind, not in a hurry. He Jiming gasped, raised his head and asked, "Why are you on duty today? Where is Zhao Yutang?"

Xu Xiaoxiao wrote down the names of several late students in her notebook, "Yutang was called to the office by her senior classmate. I will be on duty for her."

She paused suddenly, "Hey, isn't that Ji Chun? He's late again!"

Although Zhao Jichun's surname is Zhao, everyone is still accustomed to calling him Ji Chun. They all learned it from Zhao Yutang. This classmate Ji has always been ranked second in the school and is a serious sibling with No. 1 Zhao Yutang. Although he is young But he skipped a grade in junior high school and is now a sophomore in high school.

Different from ordinary academics, Ji is a deviant. His grades have never declined, but he has never stopped skipping classes and being late. He often reads out his speeches at the flag-raising ceremony on Mondays and reflects on them. This is called A great sight in No. [-] Middle School, not to mention his amazingly beautiful face, making him a popular figure in No. [-] Middle School.

Ji Chun actually didn't plan to be late today. He knew that Zhao Yutang was on duty today, and he was always honest when she was on duty. However, there was a traffic accident on the way here and he was stuck in traffic for 10 minutes, so he finally arrived after the bell rang. School.

He ran all the way over, the collar of his snow-white shirt was slightly damp with sweat, a few strands of hair were stuck to his smooth forehead, and his dark eyes were bright and clean. When he saw that the person standing at the door was not Zhao Yutang, Ji Chun stopped running and slowed down. I walked slowly and went to the school gate to buy a cup of hot soy milk.

The young man has slightly long short hair, and his forehead hair covers half of his eyes, making his eyes always difficult to distinguish. His eyes are narrow and upward, his lips are thin, and his face looks very cold, with a sharp look. , walked over with a straw in his teeth, and opened his mouth, "Where's Yuyu?"

Yes, even though they are siblings on the household registration book, Ji Chun never calls her Sister Zhao Yutang, but calls her by her nickname that is not a nickname with special affection. However, he does not often call her that way. People who know this not much.

As Zhao Yutang's deskmate and best friend, Xu Xiaoxiao naturally knew how Ji Chun and Zhao Yutang were getting along, and she didn't find it surprising that he called "Yuyu" with a cold face.

"In Laoban's office, Ji Chun, you are late again today, do you want me to mark it out for you?"

Hearing this, He Jiming shouted dissatisfied, "Don't engage in malpractice for personal gain! If you want to cross it out, cross it out for me too!"

Ji Chun shook his head, and the soy milk was finished a few mouthfuls. The white and thin neck tied the throat lightly. He threw the pinching soy milk box into the trash can.

"Need not."

The national flag was to be raised on Monday, and all the students who were late were kicked out of the playground by the grade director, who also scolded them. Everyone present was a habitual offender, and they smiled playfully without feeling ashamed, which made the grade director unable to lose his temper.

The grade director’s surname was Wang, and his name was full of water. He was prone to sweating. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely even after training. He was jokingly called Brother Shui. When he came to Ji Chun for training, his fingers were trembling and he didn’t know what to say.

If you want to scold him, this kid just won a provincial prize in the math competition last week. The principal will have to come and award him an award at the flag-raising ceremony later. If you want to praise him, he is just like a bunch of other people. The students who are not four are standing here for punishment!After his fingers trembled for a long time, the flag-raising ceremony began. Zhao Yutang, as the host, had already started reading the manuscript. Ji Chun glanced over there a few times and couldn't see clearly, so he urged, "Teacher, do you still want to scold me? I'm going to raise the flag." .”

The grade director was so angry that he was still rushing to raise the flag. How could you be late if you were rushing to raise the flag?
He waved his hand weakly, "Go back to your class!"

Ji Chun returned to his class. Because he was tall, he always stood at the end of the team. He didn't stand at the back of the team properly. In order to see Zhao Yutang's face clearly on the flag-raising platform, he almost squeezed into other people's classes with half of his body.

“...We welcome the dean’s report on last week’s disciplinary inspection.”

Zhao Yutang walked to the stage with the manuscript in hand, and the pot-bellied dean read out the list of students who violated laws and disciplines last week. All the students whose names were named had to go up to the stage to show themselves to the public for self-criticism.

She stood quietly in the audience and saw Ji Chun walking over behind a few idle boys. He was tall, straight and slender, and his thin white shirt outlined his broad shoulders and neck. He was not yet mature. Fully mature and full of youthfulness, his delicate face is undoubtedly beautiful, so much so that he looks like he is walking on a catwalk just by walking.

Ji Chun met Zhao Yutang's eyes, blinked, put his sharp little tiger teeth against his lips, and smiled at her.

The next second, he was kicked by the grade director, who shouted, "You're still laughing. It's an honor to go on stage and read a self-criticism, isn't it?"

Zhao Yutang couldn't help but laugh when he saw Ji Chun deflated.

This guy has an unruly temperament. Although he hasn't made any major mistakes since he started school, he has made small mistakes constantly, which makes the teachers love and hate him. He doesn't delay his studies or make big mistakes, so Zhao Yutang doesn't restrict him too much.

The offending students walked up to the stage with their heads down. Zhao Yuyu took two steps back to make way for them. When Ji Chun passed by, he tugged on her sleeve while no one was paying attention, and stuffed two candies into her palm. .

The candy looked familiar. It looked like the aunt at the breakfast shop at the school gate used it to coax her daughter. Because Ji Chun was so good-looking, his aunt would always give him a few candies when he went shopping.

Ji Chun stood on the stage, and soon it was his turn to read a self-reflection. His tone was calm, and he did not use a script. He just recited a beautifully written self-reflection. Just listening to the content was very true.

Unfortunately, everyone knows that this review is definitely not written by Ji Chun. This top student is notoriously bad at Chinese. His compositions often go off topic, which makes the Chinese teacher sad.

Xu Xiaoxiao whispered to the female classmate standing in front, "Yutang helped write this review, and I was watching from the side."

The female classmate pushed up her glasses with a look of emotion on her face, "Yu Tang, this younger brother, must be too doting on Ji Chun!"

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't answer, thinking that it was not the case. In order to let Zhao Yutang help write the self-review, Ji Chun, the cold-faced little prince, had been acting coquettishly for a long time.

I'm afraid no one will believe me.

(End of this chapter)