What bad thoughts can a canary have?

The yellowish air conditioner was humming, and Biluo was hanging her head and ears on the desk. The attached middle school had just started two weeks ago.

There were two teenagers standing in front of them, one with a bruised nose and a swollen face, paper balls stuffed in his nostrils, dirty short sleeves of his white school uniform, skin on his knees, exposing pink flesh, it was horrible.

The other white T-shirt is neat and undamaged from the hair to the heels, with regular eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, neat and clean, like a bright and clear green pine.

"Ms. Zhao, he hit me."

The timbre is clean, well-behaved, with the unique clarity of a teenager, like a gurgling spring, which sounds very comfortable in the hot summer.

The latter said.

Zhao Tao's head hurt even more, and he opened the transfer student file to have a look, "Your name is Lin Fei, right? What's going on?"

Lin Fei looked down at the toes of the white sneakers, "It's the first day I came here, and he asked me to borrow a cigarette. Where can I have a cigarette? We pushed him when we were arguing, and he hit the wall."

"You fart! I clearly saw a cigarette in your pocket!" The boy was dumbfounded, and he had never seen such a pretense.

Lin Fei suddenly realized, reached into his pocket and touched it. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took out a pack of playing cards and scratched his head embarrassedly, "Is this what you mean? I bought it to practice magic tricks."

The boy persisted, "I saw it, it's cigarettes, take out your left pocket..."

Zhao Tao slapped his desk, "Smoke or not, do you have a teacher in your eyes, write a [-]-word self-criticism, and read it aloud in class on Friday."

The boy wanted to say more, but when he saw the teacher in charge's calm expression, he was scared and slipped away with his tail between his legs.

Zhao Tao measured Lin Fei from top to bottom. His naturally fair skin may have flushed his cheeks under the scorching sun, but his dark eyes were even more innocent, like a ignorant deer, easily reminiscent of "childishness". Clear" and other words.

It's a pity that it was transferred from Xinyang No. [-] Middle School.

Xinyang No. [-] Middle School is a school in the old city, and its average grades are not low, but it is far behind Qiantang Attached Middle School. The attached middle school has accepted many students from Xinyang No. [-] Middle School in previous years, and few of them can keep up with the attached middle school's learning progress.

Not to mention being assigned to the basic class, the attached high school is a good school, only for the pioneer class, and the students in the basic class are paid by their parents by default.

"Why did you drop out of school last semester?" Zhao Tao looked away, and his voice was subconsciously soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the deer in the eyes of the young man.

Lin Fei lowered his head and said obediently, "Mr. Zhao, please excuse me. I was sick last semester."

"Oh, I see that your grades in Xinyang are all A's. You should have done pretty well in the past. It doesn't matter if you missed a semester of courses now. Ask the substitute teacher more and try to make up the courses in two months."

Zhao Tao closed the file, and said with a pleasant face, "I don't have any textbooks here now, I'll get you a set tomorrow, and tomorrow morning you will officially report to the fourth basic class."

Lin Fei raised his head and smiled innocently, "Thank you, Teacher Zhao,"

"By the way, bring your parents with you tomorrow morning. I have to talk to him about your fight."

Lin Fei didn't seem to have expected it, so he narrowed his eyes slightly, then tapped his chin lightly, "Okay, Teacher Zhao."

A row of camphor trees are planted on the campus of the attached high school, and the aroma of plants and trees is transpiring in the hot air. In the sticky summer, it is like melting vanilla-flavored ice cream, making people irritated.

Lin Fei came out of the teacher's office and hit the end of school time. The originally empty campus was bustling with activity. The students in white school uniforms looked like steamed buns, with beads of sweat on their faces and chattering loudly with their mouths open.

Holding a thick reference book in his arms, he walked straight to the end of the silent corridor, and the stack of books that had just been regarded as treasures fell on the steps with a "snap". He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and quickly tapped the keyboard with one hand.

Zhou Mian came in time, and strode over, "Why are you calling your parents again?"

Lin Fei flexed his wrists, looked ahead, and said casually, "I hit someone."

"As expected of you, your parents..." Zhou Mian swallowed the words, and glanced worriedly at Lin Fei's indifferent side face.

Zhou Mian sighed from the bottom of his heart, looked around, and made sure that there were no classmates around him, "I'll help you find it, I will cover you after you come to the attached high school, don't worry about this kind of thing."

Lin Fei said "hmm", glanced at Zhou Mian's pockets, and raised his chin with a smooth arc, "Is there a fire?"

"There must be."

Zhou Mian clicked with a "click", the orange flame jumped, and Lin Fei took out a pack of cigarettes from his left pocket.

He casually held one in his mouth, tilted his head to light a cigarette, and the smooth broken hair hanging on his cheeks deviated from the pinna with his movements, revealing one side of the cold earrings, which shone coldly in the sun.

Very wild.

"Where is the dining hall? Treat you to dinner."

After Lin Fei finished smoking, he stretched long, took out a big white rabbit toffee from his pocket, and put it in his mouth.

It will be dinner time, crowded with people, new faces who appear rashly attract attention, passers-by will glance at Lin Fei intentionally or unintentionally, turn around and gossip, and discuss something in a low voice.

"There are so many people on the bulletin board, what are you looking at?"

Zhou Mian looked at the dark head.

Lin Fei was not as curious as he was, and walked forward without looking back, until he stopped when he heard Zhou Mian's "Damn!"

The word Fuck has multiple meanings in colloquial expression. In some cases, it is used as a prefix of a certain national curse, but in most cases it expresses anger, excitement, or shock like Zhou Mian at this time.

As Lin Fei turned his head and walked over, the crowd in front of the bulletin board caused a commotion, and they consciously gave way to the Lord, and all kinds of eyes stopped on Lin Fei's face, trying to get information from his expression. Some gossip information.

But Lin Fei let them down. Facing the provincial mathematics league final report card with his one-inch photo and name printed on it, with a full score of 150 and a test score of 16, this obedient boy calmly read from the announcement without even shaking his eyelids. Bar tear off.

Not long after it was glued on, and the glue was not dry yet, he kneaded a ball with one hand, flicked his wrist lightly, and a smooth parabola fell into the trash basket, and took a piece of paper from his pocket by the way, and wiped away the sticky glue. wipe clean.

All this is so smooth and flowing, it seems that what is exposed is not the ridiculously generous transcript, but the notice of admission to a key university.

There are only 12 people in the provincial mathematics league finals, and those who can enter the final list are the top students among the top students in each school. According to the practice of previous years, the top eight can enter the provincial team and be recommended to colleges and universities easily. Even if it is the eliminated [-] People, with their achievements, the key universities are steady and steady.

In such an important game, 16 points is unbelievable, even if you rely on it, it won't be so low, right?

The voice of discussion was very small, but it still reached Lin Fei's ears, "Is it fake?" "Impossible." Someone exclaimed.

Zhou Mian wanted to say something, but Lin Fei answered first, raised his jaw slightly, looked at that person with indifferent eyes, and said lightly: "It's true, I fell asleep at that time."

"..."

In less than a day after transferring to another school, Lin Fei managed to make most people remember his name, which was an unprecedented special treatment.

Lin Fei had no expression on his face, and wiped the glue on the palm of his hand vigorously with a tissue. The skin on the palm of his hand was slightly red and hot when rubbed against it, and there was a slight tingling pain. Then he stopped slowly and took a deep breath.

When everyone was discussing whether he was a king or something, he turned his head slightly and glanced at the corridor beside the bulletin board. Fortunately, a camera was facing this place.

Fortunately, on the first day someone jumped out and wanted to be a sandbag for him, Lin Fei couldn't wait to move his wrist.

Zhou Mian has the heart to scold his mother. There are only a few people who transferred from Xinyang No. [-] Middle School to the Affiliated Middle School. If he wants to catch anyone who did such a bad thing, he will peel off a layer of skin.

Lin Fei, on the other hand, was very calm. In the afternoon, he found a nearby bookstore to look through reference books, use the air conditioner, and make up for missed courses.

Zhou Mian may not be able to do good deeds, but one bad deed is worth two. After school in the afternoon, Zhou Mian held out his mobile phone in front of him, "How about this man as your uncle?"

The phone screen under the sun was overexposed, Lin Fei glanced at it, and probably saw a man in a suit, squinting his eyes, "Who is this?"

"I was added by someone nearby. He said that he is a male publicist and likes cosplay. He probably works in a company's public relations department." Zhou Mian said with a solemn expression.

Lin Fei glanced at the profile, the profile picture was that of a man, without showing his face, wearing a cheap black suit, and lifted his shirt with one hand, revealing a thin belly, as if he was malnourished.

[Male PR + V to talk about price]: Role-playing, chatting and escorting are all available.

It cannot be said that it is exactly the same as what Zhou Mian said, at least it has nothing to do with it.

Zhou Mian wiped the sweat from his brow and continued, "I made an appointment with you. I wanted to go with you, but there will be urgent matters. This man is waiting for you at the north gate, wearing a white shirt and vest."

Lin Fei glanced at Zhou Mian meaningfully, and nodded slowly: "I remember, thank you, don't look for this kind of person next time."

I'm too lazy to correct Zhou Mian's mistakes. Being a duck and serving people all day should have good acting skills. Just help him pass tomorrow's test, and we'll talk about the future.

The north entrance is a commercial street. At this time, the lights are just on, and there is an endless stream of vehicles coming and going. Lin Fei is holding a matcha cone, licking it in small bites, thinking about how much money is appropriate. Compared with ordinary high school students, except for no Parents discipline him, and he has a lot of living expenses, which is enough for his daily expenses.

On such a hot day, people who can wear shirts and vests will be very conspicuous. Lin Fei scanned the surroundings seriously, and there is no such fool.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to ask Zhou Mian for Brother Ya's WeChat account when a white Tesla across the road opened the driver's door, the back of a noble head rose slowly, and the collar of his shirt was neat and straight , the outside is a linen-colored suit and vest that is close to the waist. It is well-fitting and meticulous, with a tall stature, coupled with a straight back, and an excellent posture. Standing in the crowd like this stands out from the crowd.

Beside the man was another who was not afraid of the heat. He was wearing a black suit that couldn't cover his hulking waist. He seemed to be talking to the man, and even took out a card from his coat pocket and handed it to the man.

In broad daylight, unexpectedly the market was quite good, Lin Fei crossed the zebra crossing, the man had already sat back in the driver's seat, but he didn't start the car, he should be waiting for him.

There was an endless stream of students coming and going. Lin Fei looked at the Tesla sideways. He had never seen this model before, and it might be a new one. He opened the passenger door with one hand, and he quickly bent over and sat down. , took a bite of the chocolate chips that were about to melt on the cone, and said obediently: "Hi, I'm here to talk about business."

"Business?"

The man's voice is very unique, there is a kind of ease in the deep, and there is an indescribable sense of abstinence.

Lin Fei turned his face away, the remnant sunset passed through the windshield, he squinted his eyes reflexively, the man tilted his head slightly, his eyes stopped on Lin Fei's face, and he was also looking at him.

The man has a typical indifferent appearance, parted black hair is neat and meticulous, a pair of thin silver-rimmed glasses are placed on the bridge of the narrow nose, and the slender and delicate platinum glasses chain hangs on both sides of the straightened cheeks, lining the original smooth His jaw line is more straight, and his lips are light and thin.

The skin and bones get a wonderful chemical reaction on his face, which is both intimidating and elegant.

Lin Fei frowned, originally planning to give [-], but ducks of this quality don't have [-] or [-], so I'm afraid it won't work out.