young sir

Wear full suits, don't come late and leave early, girls are not allowed to dress up, boys are not allowed to play around...

Lipstick, cosmetics, the natural enemies of girls who study hard, are one of the contraband items that are explicitly prohibited from appearing on campus in the Gu Nan school rules.

Seeing that half of the triangular ruler in the math teacher's hand was protruding from the door, Bi Ziyun silently set up a monument for himself.

Fang Nan stopped in his tracks, and found that the boy sitting at the door had raised his elbow with lightning speed, and knocked the pencil case on the table to the ground.

The messy things fell all over the floor, and the boy said sorry to Teacher Wang who had just entered the classroom, and then he squatted down to clean up.

And the lipstick tied with a love ribbon was quickly stuffed into the pencil case by the boy when Mr. Wang was not paying attention.

Fang Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and gestured a thank you to the boy who was squatting at the door of Class [-].The boy kept his head down to clean up, not knowing if he saw it or not.

The buddies around him put their hands on Fang Nan's shoulders: "Fortunately, that kid reacted quickly. If the Queen Mother catches him this time, if the Queen Mother catches him, you and Cao Fanyu will have nothing to eat."

"Ah."

"Hey, by the way, why did the door gods of the third class change? Didn't the last one sit there before?" The companion couldn't help muttering.

"Who knows."

Fang Nan responded casually, and then glanced at Class [-] behind him before going up the stairs.

The third class had already closed the classroom door, leaving the Queen Mother alone, and the loud lecture sound shook the whole world.

As soon as he picked up the pencil case, Bi Ziyun heard the math teacher on the stage say: "Then who, by the way, turn on the lights in the last two rows."

Bi Ziyun looked left and right, and found that everyone in the class was staring at him.It turned out that in the entire classroom, he was sitting under the light switch.

After listing a big question on the blackboard, Wang Jin realized that the male student who turned on the light was a bit unfamiliar.

"New transfer? What's your name?" she asked.

Bi Ziyun immediately stood up from his seat, and replied obediently: "Hello, Teacher Wang. My name is Bi Ziyun, Mu Xinzi, the cloud of Yunduo."

Teacher Wang nodded. He didn't know if he remembered his name, so he tapped the blackboard with a triangle ruler: "You can do this question."

Bi Ziyun, 16 years old this year, has a high-quality appearance and a gentle and pure personality. People in the world call him "the face of the Fourth Middle School".

The legend of him still circulates in the Fourth Middle School until now.Student Bi, who was able to receive a big red award in a single subject of literature and history, plus his scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry, the total ranking is only the bottom of the month.

Mathematics, physics, biochemistry, and all subjects related to digital calculations, Bi Ziyun can hang the tail of the crane with confidence and stand out from the crowd.

Among them, the single subject of mathematics has the largest proportion of scores, and it has become a natural obstacle in Bi Ziyun's high school career since he entered high school.

Bi Ziyun took the white chalk handed over by Teacher Wang, and gave the whole class a youthful smile.

5 minutes passed.

Under the sympathetic eyes of the whole class who cared for the mentally retarded, student Bi wrote a correct word "jie" on the blackboard with a swipe of his pen.

After fidgeting for a full four or ten minutes, Bi, who was partial to majors, finally made it to the end of get out of class.

He has always been worried that he will be "focused on" by the Queen Mother after class. After all, because of his own reasons, Teacher Wang taught the knowledge points taught in the first semester of high school again, and today's math class only had time to explain half of the courseware.

Unexpectedly, the Queen Mother was in a good mood today. After arranging the preview content for the next class, she walked away with a happy face and a triangular ruler.

Bi Ziyun put her schoolbag on her back and was about to leave the classroom when someone stopped her in the aisle.

"Student Bi, I'll get... the lipstick. Thank you very much just now." Liu Xueting is the kind of girl who blushes easily, and before she had even said a word to Bi Ziyun, her cheeks turned red again.

Bi Ziyun took out the lipstick with a fan belt from his pocket, and handed it to Liu Xueting.

Liu Xueting carefully put the lipstick into the liner of her schoolbag, just in time for a girl passing by to see her.The girl approached her with a smile and asked her, "Was that Fang Nan just now? Did he come to give you something again?"

Liu Xueting's hand that was pulling the zipper of her schoolbag paused for a moment, and her head immediately turned into a rattle: "No, no, no, no, no——"

The girls passing by were still joking while walking, obviously they had a good relationship with Liu Xueting on weekdays.Liu Xueting blushed, picked up her schoolbag and chased after her.

Xu Sixu walked out of the classroom with a group of buddies. Seeing that Bi Ziyun was still standing at the door, he stepped forward and put his arms around his shoulders: "There are too many people in the cafeteria. Shall we go out to eat together at noon today?"

This transferee has a handsome face and looks easy to get along with. Xu Sixu always wants to get closer to him without knowing it.

Bi Ziyun rubbed the tip of his nose, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "You go, my mother is waiting for me at the school gate."

Xu Sixu's eyes widened in disbelief: "Your mother is here to pick you up? Are you going home for lunch?"

Bi Ziyun smiled wryly and nodded.

Xu Sixu stammered a little: "Yes, but, the lunch break is only an hour and a half?"

In Gunan No. 01 Middle School, school ends at 30:[-] noon, class starts at [-]:[-] pm, and English reading starts at [-]:[-].Whenever the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the students rushed towards the cafeteria like a flood of beasts, fearing that they would miss their meal.

Young masters like Xu Sixu who have a lot of money usually go to the snack street at the north gate of the school to solve the problem of eating, but there are only a few restaurants in the old street, so if you don’t run faster, you won’t have the time to sit down and have a good meal.

"My mother picks me up on time at noon," Bi Ziyun said, "She thinks the food outside is not nutritious."

Su Lijuan's original words: "Those shops on the street use waste oil, so you must not eat it. The sisters in the group are going around, saying that eating too much will cause cancer."

Xu Sixu clasped his fists and made a gesture of admiration to Bi Ziyun, expressing that time waits for no one, and brothers take a step first.

The building where the first and second graders live is called Qiushi Building, and downstairs is a red and green plastic track.If you want to leave the campus, the fastest shortcut is to bypass the playground and the Duxue building where the graduating class is in class, and take the basketball court next to the big garden, and you will be able to reach the east gate in no time.

Relying on the scattered memories of taking the entrance examination in Gunan, Bi Ziyun walked all the way to the Duxue Building with her schoolbag on her back.Across the fence of the basketball court, the east gate of No. [-] Middle School can already be seen from a distance, as well as the [-]-day swearing-in banner hanging high at the gate.

Looking at the turbulent flow of people on the playground, Bi Ziyun decisively chose to take a shortcut.

My mother must have parked the car at the school gate long ago, wearing sunglasses and holding a parasol, standing there talking gossip with a group of parents, waiting for someone to ask where she got her new nails done.

3. Sunny

The figure in the purple jersey lightly crossed the half court, jumped over the intercepting figure, and ran towards the basket with the ball.

The shouts from the sidelines of the court were loud, and the players sitting on the sidelines watching the game raised their hands and started booing at the boys who were dribbling the ball on the court.

"The third class of goddesses came to see Brother Cao to play again—"

The boy who dribbled the ball was so red, he glanced at the girl in the floral short skirt from the corner of the eye, held his breath, and raised his hand to throw a three-pointer.

Hearing someone calling her class, Bi Ziyun, who was walking well, happened to glance into the half court.

As soon as Cao Fanyu lowered his arms, he heard his teammates exclaim: "Students over there, be careful—"

A parabola cut through the air, Cao Fanyu squinted his eyes suddenly, and found a boy with a blank face standing under the basketball hoop.

"Hurry up and cover your head!" Seeing that the boy was still frozen in place, Cao Fanyu yelled at the top of his voice.

Bi Ziyun stared at the shadow of the ball in mid-air, clutching the shoulder straps of the schoolbag tightly with both hands, dazed.

The basketball flew over the hoop and hit Bi Ziyun's head.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Cao Fanyu stood closest to the basketball hoop, and was the first to rush to the boy who was hit.

The boy slowly stretched out his hands from his cuffs, brought them close to his eyes, turned them back and forth for a long while, and then checked them carefully again.After making sure his hands were fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, belatedly touched the back of his head, and let out a "hiss" in pain.

Cao Fanyu's first reaction in his heart was that this person was too strange.

He was asked to cover his head just now, but he was fine, but the moment he was hit by the ball, he arched his back and covered his hands tightly.

The other people on the court were also startled by the sudden change, they all stopped and surrounded the court.

"...Bi Ziyun?"

Someone outside the crowd tried to make a sound.

Seeing the people surrounded by the team, Liu Xueting stepped forward anxiously.She huddled among a group of boys and explained to everyone in a low voice: "It's a new transfer student from our class..."

The transfer student... Cao Fanyu frowned.No wonder I have no impression of this person.

Before Cao Fanyu could apologize, Bi Ziyun graciously comforted the strange classmate: "It's okay, it's okay, you didn't mean it."

"It's really all right. If you don't believe me, look, the skin hasn't even been scratched."

Surrounded by a group of new classmates, Bi Ziyun expressed his embarrassment.As he spoke, he lifted the hair on the back of his head with his hands, motioning for everyone to look.

Everyone in Gunan was speechless.

The back of the man's head was bleeding, and he was still smiling so warmly and brightly.Could it be that he was fooled by Deputy Cao's ball?

"Fan Yu, why don't we send him to the infirmary first?" Seeing that Bi Ziyun's face was not looking well, Liu Xueting tugged Cao Fanyu's jersey worriedly.

The corners of Cao Fanyu's mouth twitched slightly, and the expression on his face was not very good-looking.

Mr. Cao behaves well and sits upright, and has always adhered to the contemporary five good youth standards of daring to act.But he happened to have a very important matter today, so important that he could even kneel down and call the transfer student his father.

Today is the first time Liu Xueting agrees to be with him