Male gods are potential stocks

The words have to start a long time ago.

That year, Zhao Han stepped on the score line and was admitted to No. 36 Middle School, a school where he thought that there would be no classmates or friends he knew.

On the first day of school, the teacher in charge, Lao Su, threw everyone out and told them to stand outside the classroom. The boys and girls were in a row, and the seats were arranged according to their height.Zhao Han was 1.7 meters six back then, which was slightly above average, so he was placed in the back row.When it was his turn to enter the classroom and take a seat, he found that the deskmate had already been arranged. It was a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses.

"You are Zhao Han." The black-rimmed glasses hesitated for a moment, and greeted her with a smile, "You haven't changed much. You are still the same as before, little prince."

"...Oh, hello." Zhao Han said awkwardly, he couldn't remember who the girl in front of him was, but as far as the relatives and friends he knew in the past, he was admitted to the 36th high school, except for his bad luck. No one else.

"I'm Wang Nana, your kindergarten classmate, don't you remember?"

Zhao Han shook his head frankly, he really didn't remember Wang Nana.Not to mention anything else, the Eighteenth Change of the Women's University, the facial features are all torn apart, how can it be easily recognized.

"I don't blame you," Wang Nana didn't care, after all, she was a little crying bag back then, but now she is a little fairy.It's better not to mention the past, so I changed the subject, "You always remember that one, Xue Wei, he is also in the same class as us."

This Xue Wei is the only kindergarten classmate that Zhao Han remembers these years.As soon as Wang Nana mentioned it, a chubby look immediately appeared in his mind.That kid is fat, his eyes are squeezed into a slit, and he sits at the same table as him, and often grabs food from him.Grabbing the food is also justifiable, which is really unforgettable.

Zhao Han remained silent, turned his head and looked around the classroom, but he didn't find Xue Wei, the chubby prick.That's right, after ten years, everyone will change their appearance.

The head teacher fixed the seat and began to stand on the podium to hold the class meeting.The noisy voices below gradually died down, and when Zhao Han turned his head back, his line of sight happened to meet that of a boy diagonally behind him.

Zhao Han has an unspeakable problem, which is deep facial control.I like to stare at beautiful people, both male and female.The boy who was facing him across the aisle was very good-looking, so he took a good look at it.

People with good looks are usually a little cold and arrogant. For example, the one Zhao Han stared at, snorted coldly, "What are you looking at?!"

What am I looking at you for?With a guilty conscience, Zhao Han looked away, secretly thinking that this kid is quite arrogant.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the boy didn't want to say anything. The head teacher knocked the eraser on the podium, "Quiet down here!"

It was quiet in the classroom.

The homeroom teacher, Lao Su, was very good at talking. He talked for more than an hour, and even took the time for the whole class to introduce themselves.When it came to leaving school at noon, I had to stop, and hastily appointed a few students to be temporary class committee members, including the names of Zhao Han and Xue Wei.When Zhao Han heard Xue Wei, he turned his head and looked around again.There was a chubby classmate in the class, but it was a girl, and Zhao Han's curiosity was ready to stir.

Old Su looked a little agitated, and finally told everyone, "Study hard, the future is yours! — After school!"

The students applauded loudly. I don't know if it was because of Lao Su's impassioned enthusiasm, or because they were excited that get out of class was finally over.

Everyone rushed out with their schoolbags on their backs.Zhao Han kept wondering, and wanted to ask Wang Nana who Xue Wei was. Wang Nana jumped faster than a rabbit, walked around Zhao Han, and disappeared.

Zhao Han carried his schoolbag in his hand, walked out of the classroom, took his bicycle from the shed, and was blocked by people as soon as he pushed out the school gate.

That handsome boy.

"What were you looking at?"

Boys are not forgiving, and most likely they want to pick things up.Zhao Han's previous school was like this. The boys basically formed groups and looked very social, but they tried to use violence and authority in the school. The teachers couldn't do anything about it.Zhao Han is used to it. He weighed it in his heart. This person is a little taller and stronger than him. He doesn't know how good his odds are in a one-on-one fight.

It seems... basically... there is no chance of winning.

Zhao Han used to belong to the kind of student who can't provoke troubles but is good at calming things down. To put it bluntly, he is a bit timid.He cursed a dirty word in his heart, thought again, and showed an official smile, "Student, I just think you look familiar, like a friend of mine from before, but I misidentified the person, I'm sorry."

The boy froze for a moment, seemingly surprised, raised the corners of his lips, showing a sweet smile like a domineering president, and nodded at Zhao Han. "You're right. It's not easy. I haven't seen you for so many years, but you still remember me."

Zhao Han: "..."

Who do I rely on you, you, Zhao Han cursed again in his heart, pedaling his bicycle, smiling at the good-looking boy, "I'm in a hurry, let's go first, see you later."

As a result, another boy riding a bicycle rushed over from behind, and patted the handsome boy on the shoulder to say hello, "Xue Wei, why did you let your class go? I've been waiting for you for a long time, let's go together!"

"......!"

Zhao Han almost fell off the bicycle.

The author has something to say:

This is a bit of a bloody little story. It was rebuilt after dismantling an unformed outline of my present speech two years ago. In fact, it can be written long, but it is a pity that I don't have the stamina and courage.Because I knew the ending from the very beginning: if I get involved in Danmei, I will jump faster.

But I decided to take the step anyway, hiahiahiahia.

Dear friends, watch it, or don't watch it, at least I will fill in the pits.

If this is not your dish, it doesn't matter, go to the author's column to have a look. There are many finished books and various types. There is always one that impresses you, hiahiahiahia.