Most of the summer vacation after the final exam was occupied by make-up classes. When I returned to school in September, there was a new batch of fresh blood in the school. It was always easy to tell the difference between old students and freshmen. The eyes of the new students would be full of curiosity about everything. And the old students are already old fritters.

Yun Qian enthusiastically hugged Tang Yuan, who had been away for a month, and said, "Xiao Tang, one day is like three autumns apart. I miss you so much."

"It's really hard for you to still remember Xiao Tang on that mountain far away." Xiao Tang was almost moved to tears.

It's just that the hug broke apart in less than three seconds, without any nostalgia.

Before Yun Qian could clear her seat, she was called away by Lao Huang who came in a hurry. When Xie Heng came, he only saw a pink schoolbag on his seat at the same table.

Lao Huang took him to the dean's office. Before entering, Yun Qian frantically reflected on whether he had done anything bad.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yun Qian came to the conclusion that she was a good and law-abiding student, except for the puppy love thing.

Facts have proved that Yun Qian thought too much, and the dean not only called her, but also called Wei Lin.

The Dean of Students, with his dangerous Mediterranean hairstyle, his usually serious face now smiled: "I called you here today because I want you to give a simple speech at the opening ceremony next week."

"After all, the new students who are entering now don't know much about our school, so we need two outstanding student representatives to set an example for the new students."

"I have thought about it for a long time and decided to let you two come. You have a good image and are excellent enough. It is perfect for you to come."

The dean of students had already spoken, and of course Yun Qian couldn't refuse. Even if she wanted to be with Wei Lin, she was a little uncomfortable with it.

"Okay, then this matter is settled. You two come to my office this afternoon and I will explain the details to you."

The two nodded at the same time, and then the dean waved his hand and let them go.

Wei Lin followed Yun Qian, who turned into the class. He stood at the back door of Yun Qian's class and stopped for a while.

So when he saw Yun Qian walking in, Xie Heng touched Yun Qian's head with a smile. He didn't know what he said, but the little girl was about to take action.

Wei Lin's already cold expression became even colder. He withdrew his gaze and left quickly.

As soon as Yun Qian saw Xie Heng, she told him about going on stage at the opening ceremony, and also politely said that she couldn't go home with him in the afternoon.

Xie Heng didn't react much at first. Sometimes having a good girlfriend is a worry, but when he heard who he was on stage with, his eyes narrowed.

"with who?"

"Wei Lin." Yun Qian said innocently.

"Tsk." Xie Heng was unhappy, "It has to be him?"

"I can't help it, the dean arranged it." Yun Qian heard something wrong in Xie Heng's tone.

She patted Xie Heng's shoulder solemnly, "It's okay, Xiao Xie, my heart will always belong to you."

"I'll just hang myself from a crooked tree like yours."

"........."

Let’s just say, can you come up with some good adjectives?

The last class in the afternoon was a class meeting. At the end of get out of class, Lao Huang specially reminded Yun Qian to remember to go to the dean's office.

Yun Qian nodded obediently.

Tang Yuan glanced out the window, and then said to Yun Qian: "Qian Qian, the God of Learning is outside, is he waiting for you?"

Yun Qian didn't know if Wei Lin was waiting for her, but she knew that the pressure of the man next to her was getting lower and lower, and was about to fall below the average atmospheric pressure.

At this time, everyone in the class had gone to eat, and there was no one in the classroom. She swayed Xie Heng's hand like a baby.

"It's just for today, be good."

Xie Heng narrowed his eyes and hummed a nasal sound for a long time.

"Be safe when you go home. I'll call you when I get home."

Xie Heng nodded, took Yun Qian's hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed it, "Call me if you need anything."

Yun Qian gave him an OK gesture and then left the classroom door.

When Wei Lin saw someone coming out, he followed him, and they walked side by side to the dean's office.

Xie Heng didn't stay in the classroom for long. He stuffed a few books into his schoolbag, zipped it up, and walked out of the classroom carrying the schoolbag casually on one shoulder.

Because Yun Qian was not there, Xie Heng took another path, which was the path he often took before he and Yun Qian got together.

This road is very remote and passes through an old city. Xie Heng usually takes this road when he is unhappy.

As the name suggests, the houses in the old city are older and the public security is not as good as in the new city.

Xie Heng didn't go long before he was stopped by a group of gangsters. The leader was wearing a hair style that was very cool.

"Hey, you're a high school student. Your shoes look good. How much money do you have on you?"

Xie Heng was wearing a pure white short-sleeved school uniform, which was in sharp contrast to the flashy clothes of the gangster opposite.

"There is a lot of money, but do you deserve it?" Xie Heng said in a lazy voice, not looking down on these people.

The leader of the gangster laughed. He looked around at his brothers and said, "This guy is quite crazy. If you know what he's doing, I'll give you some money. Otherwise, I'll show you some tricks."

They didn't say this, but Xie Heng was tired of hearing it. He moved his neck and his face was casual: "I'll give it to you if you can beat me."

Xie Heng was unhappy and had to find something to vent his anger.

Small gangsters are generally easily angered by provocations. Don't ask why, that's how it's written in novels.

Shamat took the lead and laughed angrily, feeling that he didn't know how to write if he didn't show the boy in front of him a little bit of strength.

Originally, the gangster was already on the hook, but Xie Heng said lightly: "Let's go together, I'll go home and video chat with my girlfriend."

Now the uncle couldn't bear it, but they couldn't bear it anymore. They all rushed forward in a swarm. The young man dropped his schoolbag and waited.

Ten minutes later, a bunch of twisted people were lying on the ground.

The hairstyle of the leader Sha Matt is no longer straight and three-dimensional. Now it has become spread out, and it seems that every lock of hair has its own idea.

Xie Heng was now in the middle of the crowd, kicking Matt with his good shoes, "How about it, does it feel good to kick you with these good shoes?"

Shamate: “…………”

Xie Heng dusted off the non-existent dust on his clothes. The school uniform was still as white as before. He picked up the schoolbag on the ground and threw it over his shoulder, stepping on the good shoes and leaving gracefully.

He hasn't had a fight in a long time. This time it was the gangster who bumped into him. Don't blame him, Xie Heng thought irrelevantly.

Behind the gangsters lying on the ground, one of them touched Matt with trembling hands: "Brother, are all high school students today so good at beating?"

Shamate doesn't know, Shamate doesn't want to know, all he can think about now is that pair of good shoes.

Yun Qian, who had a video chat with Xie Heng in the evening, knew nothing about what happened this afternoon, and Xie Heng relied on this to add fuel to the fire.

"You don't even know that those gangsters are so scary. Just the leader's hairstyle exudes a terrifying aura. I am weak and helpless facing so many people. I am extremely scared."

Yun Qian, who had never seen such an emotion of fear on the boss's face, remained skeptical, "Then are you injured?"

Xie Heng, who was not injured at all, fell silent.

"My heart is hurt."

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