[Entertainment Circle] Rebirth of the Melancholy

Saying goodbye to Tan Yao who was going to class on the third floor of high school, the first thing Ning Yu and others did when they came to the classroom was of course to find their place.

Taking a cursory glance at the seat chart pasted at the door, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Ning Yu's eyes, but it didn't show too clearly on his face.

He has a bad temper, but at the same time he is not used to excessive emotions.

And Bi Luo, who was standing behind him, saw the seat chart, glanced at Ning Yu quietly, and passed him and walked in first. The tall figure in his early 1.8 meters was among a group of high school students who were about 1.7 meters to 1.6 meters. Very obvious.

Ning Yu was holding the hot milk in his hand, the warm temperature passed through the jar to his palm, he frowned slightly.

"Hey, it's time to go in. You're in the fifth row." Seeing Ning Yu standing there, Wang Yang thought he hadn't seen his seat, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder to remind him kindly. Looking at the seating chart, he added: "I'm sitting next to you. Hey, what a coincidence, Bi Luo is sitting behind you."

Dissatisfied with his last extra sentence, Ning Yu glanced at him, and then walked in.

Wang Yang patted his head, only to feel that after meeting Ning Yu, his ability to guess people's mood [I used to guess Bi Luo every day] was challenged again: Ah, really.Where did I offend this ancestor again?

Ning Yu, who left Wang Yang behind and entered, didn't care about the suddenly much quieter classroom. He looked around with his schoolbag in one hand, locked his position, and walked towards his seat.

The young man walked to his seat without looking sideways and sat down, which happened to be near the window. As soon as he put down his schoolbag, he took out the book inside and spread it on the table, propping his chin to read quietly.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the mist that had not dissipated left traces on the glass window, and the scenery outside the window was blurred, only the outline of the boy sitting there was clearly printed in the sight of others.

The neat shattered hair made his side face look almost sharp and exquisite, and the burning eyes would hurt, but it was diluted by his serious focus on the book.

Ning Yu's fingers were moving subconsciously, only he himself knew that he was becoming irritable at this moment.Oh, and you can also add a 104 who knows his mood changes at any time because he is bound to him.

104 sensed Ning Yu's strangeness, and could not help but express concern: 【Ning Yu, are you feeling well? 】

Hearing the concern in 104's icy mechanical voice, Ning Yu turned his face to the window, closed his eyes and replied: [104, I'm just not used to it. 】

Unknowingly, he has regarded 104, who always puts himself first and pays attention to him immediately, as someone he can talk to freely.

Because of his past encounters and the suspicion brought about by his nature, he has not trusted anyone for a long time, but he unconsciously began to trust his system.Perhaps it was because he knew that it was impossible for 104 who was bound to him to betray him.

So he told 104 without any scruples if he was showing weakness.

This made 104 couldn't help bubbling happily. Although as a system it didn't have bubbling to do, it just felt that it was trusted and relied on by Ning Yu at this moment [? ] And hit the core.

And Ning Yu, who was still immersed in his thoughts, didn't notice the strangeness of 104 who had calmed down.

Unable to adapt to the student life that should have gone away long ago, unable to adapt to the undisguised scrutiny of those students on his face, and even more irritable, an uncertain factor just sits behind him.

Just thinking of this, Ning Yu couldn't help but feel sullen in his eyes, and his slender fingers pointed on the pages of the new book, and the rhythm became a little hasty.

Just sitting like this, he can keenly feel the deep gaze behind him, as if he can penetrate his skin and see into his internal organs, that kind of insight that may dissect him at any time, just like The invisible suppression was added to him little by little.

Regardless of whether Bi Luo did it on purpose or not, Ning Yu just couldn't bear this feeling of being suppressed.

He really hated this feeling, so of course he also hated the person who gave him this feeling.

Bi Luo.

After silently chanting the name, Ning Yu opened his eyes, and when his thoughts gradually sank, his fingers stopped bit by bit.

His slender eyes narrowed slightly after a few seconds, and the corners of his eyes deepened a little.The corners of the thin lips curled into an extremely slight arc: Then let me see how long you can outdo me.

104: [....] This is the first time I saw Ning Yu hate someone so much.But...how can Ning Yu, who is so eager to defeat someone, be so hot and handsome~(owo?)! ! !

Having received the training that family heirs must go through since childhood, Bi Luo can always easily capture and perceive the emotions of others, especially when the emotions are aimed at him and have undisguised malice, let alone .

In fact, Ning Yu's emotions are not so obvious, or as far as Bi Luo knows, Ning Yu, who can control his emotions well and retract them freely, is no longer what a person of this age should be. Think mature.

Even the occasional irritability seemed to be manifested because he felt that he had nothing to hide.

He seems to know what to look like in front of what kind of people on what kind of occasion, but he is a bit selfish, as if he doesn't care what others think of what he does.

Just like the first time he faced himself, he chose to retreat, which made people feel that it was due to his temperament, but Bi Luo felt that the reason was not only that.

But Ning Yu has this kind of ability, so naturally people can't figure out whether he is pretending or really.

Bi Luo sat behind Ning Yu, that is, in the last row, his line of sight was occupied by the figure leaning slightly forward on the table, and there seemed to be no fluctuation in his dark green eyes.But those who are familiar with him will know that it is extremely rare for Bi Luo to stare at a place or thing like this.

Just now, he felt that the irritability and repulsion on Ning Yu's body gradually faded away and turned into a kind of peaceful joy. Bi Luo's expression remained unchanged, but the center of his eyebrows involuntarily twitched.

Ning Yu's first class at Cisco is Chinese.

The teacher is a mild-mannered female teacher with glasses. After entering the door, she stepped onto the podium step by step in high heels, communicating and familiarizing with everyone with a gentle attitude. A few short sentences are comparable to the standard Mandarin and diction of an announcer. It can be seen that the professional level is not weak.

"My surname is Li, Li of Liming. You can call me Teacher Li. Of course, because I will be your class teacher, everyone can call me Li Ban."

After Mr. Li briefly introduced himself to everyone, and stated that he would be the head teacher of Class A for the next year, he asked each student to introduce themselves and get to know each other.

After all, if nothing else happens, she will be the head teacher of this class for a full year.And when you go to the second year of high school and take the placement test again, it will be unknown after the rescheduling.

There are relatively few students in Class A. After the ranking of the test results, the top 25 students are members of this class, so it can be said that Class A is the elite class in the first grade.Teacher Li received the position of head teacher of this class. On the one hand, she was honored and her ability was affirmed, but on the other hand, she was under a lot of pressure facing the favored ones.

Glancing at the students in the audience, Teacher Li couldn't help but sigh silently again.And I have to say that the gender ratio in this elite class is very unbalanced. There are only 8 boys in the whole class, and the yin and yang decline are very obvious.

As a result, the remaining eight boys are considered rare animals in the eyes of other girls, not to mention that there are a few of them who have a good appearance like Bi Luo Ningyu, who are much better than others.

From the self-introduction, some people invariably look forward to the introduction of certain people on stage.

Among these people, Ning Yu had a cold face down there, the book he was reading just now had been closed, and at this moment he was trying to resist the desire to turn around and leave the classroom.

Of course, it is not difficult for Ning Yu to introduce himself as a pediatric matter, but Ning Yu is not so young in mental age, and Ning Yu, who has a negative patience value and is very awkward, just thinks about going up. A group of 16-year-old high school students introduced themselves or something, so I thought.

Really, stupid, transparent, too.

My name is xx, my age is xx, and my hobby is xx. I hope to balaba with everyone in the coming days.

Just listening to this kind of sentence pattern, Ning Yu's eyebrows can't help but twitch, and the whole person looks even more gloomy, and the breath is so heavy that 104 feels that he will explode and quit in the next moment.

Therefore, in order to prevent the host from 104 from escaping class due to avoiding self-introduction on the first day and attracting attention, he immediately turned into the parent who persuaded the child with all his heart, and comforted him: [You don’t need to follow their method, just be yourself Introduce and let everyone know you can. 】

Ning Yu: 【Oh. 】

He seemed to be unwilling to talk too much. He used to look more low-key and introverted when he had hair, but now without the cover of hair, although it is not so obvious, but the whole person has the temperament of "don't get close to strangers" Still pretty obvious.

But now even though Ning Yu puts on this appearance, it still attracts people to look at him again and again without blinking.

So when it was Ning Yu's turn, the eyes of the entire classroom focused on him in unison, and moved in a very unified and tacit manner with his movement of getting up and walking towards the podium.

When he walked to the podium and stood still, put his hands on the podium, raised his half-closed eyelids, the classroom that was still whispering just now had become silent.

Ning Yu saw Wang Yang winking below, Chen Xichen looked at him seriously, and those pair of bottomless green.

The rest are all strange eyes, full of scrutiny, curiosity, or scrutiny.

Although these gazes are not as pure and immature as children's, at least they have not been impregnated with unnecessary impurities of reality, so they are not so unacceptable.

The corners of Ning Yu's mouth curled up, and he spoke slowly.

"My name is Ning Yu. Please take care of me."

His voice rang out in the classroom, except for Wang Yang and the other three, this was the first time that class A heard his voice.

A short and perfunctory self-introduction, because of his gloomy tone, he seemed somewhat solemn.

The people in class a now can't imagine that this handsome boy who makes them feel gloomy and inaccessible at first glance, and even less sincere and amiable when he smiles, will use his behavior as the class leader to bring them a lot of love in the future. Cisco's unforgettable student career in the first year of high school.

Or to be precise, it was an unforgettable day for Cisco.