A-level spirit master

February 28th, Friday, the third week of school.clear.

When Zhao Xiaoqi rushed to the classroom, there were still 5 minutes before the start of morning self-study.She threw her schoolbag on the desk, ran to the back of the classroom with a pair of reflective glasses on, took out a broom, and ran to the corridor in a hurry to sweep the floor.

The newly appointed principal is keen on greening. Since last year, the school has spent a lot of money to buy a lot of green camphor trees.After a year of maintenance, the camphor trees downstairs are growing vigorously, and the thick branches are covered with green leaves and mist. Under the trees, some students on duty are sweeping the fallen leaves.

While bending over to sweep the floor, Zhao Xiaoqi secretly stuffed a piece of hazelnut chocolate into his mouth.The floor she is on is a key class. The morning self-study has not yet started, and the sound of reading aloud has already sounded in the corridor. Classical Chinese and English words keep drifting into Zhao Xiaoqi's ears. She is a little anxious, chewing food and doing duty. The speed unknowingly accelerated.

A pair of snow-white sneakers appeared in the field of vision, and the dusty broom swooped down on it before the brain issued the "stop" command.Zhao Xiaoqi was startled, and consciously spat out a string of "sorry".

"fine."

It was a cold and low-pitched male voice, like a few ice cubes thrown into bubbling Sprite water.

Zhao Xiaoqi's face turned red all of a sudden.She raised her head, and as expected, she saw the tall, thin and handsome boy.The same black sweatpants have a different taste when worn on him. He did not wear the matching gray vest in the uniform, and the navy blue sweater was loosely worn on his body, revealing a circle of white T-shirt collar. A schoolbag was hung on it, and from the strength of the fall, Zhao Xiaoqi suspected that there was only a bunch of keys in it.

"Squad leader." Zhao Xiaoqi smiled sweetly as he held his broom.

The boy didn't stop walking, nodded slightly, and entered the class by wiping the door frame.

Disappointed and satisfied at the same time, Zhao Xiaoqi continued to bend down to sweep the floor, his ears filtered out the sound of reading, and followed the boy into the classroom.

"Why aren't you wearing a school uniform?" Lao Chen, the teacher in charge, said.

"washed."

Old Chen shook his head towards the back of the classroom, signaling the boy to start morning reading quickly.

Because of his height, the seat was arranged in the penultimate row by the teacher in charge.When he walked back from the podium, he couldn't help but glance towards the window on the left with a pair of cold eyes.

The thin morning light penetrated into the classroom, and the little down on the girl's forehead was dyed golden, and there was a pair of dim eyes under the thick eyelashes.She held an English book in one hand, propped her snow-white chin in the other, her head tilted to the side listlessly, her small ruddy mouth moved occasionally, spit out a few English words in a daze.

The boy looked away calmly.

"Brother Mu is here~" Zhang Huai looked like a dog, pulled up his sleeve and wiped it on the chair next to him, "Sit down."

Mu Cheng hung his schoolbag on the back of the chair, and while the class teacher wasn't paying attention, he pulled out a stack of test papers and pushed them over: "Choose it yourself."

Zhang Huai cupped his hands: "Thank you for your kindness!" He hastily dug out the math and biology papers from the inside, stuffed them under his own test paper, and frantically copied them from the pile of textbooks on the desk.

Lao Chen walked around the podium twice, seeing that the students in the class were still serious, he went back to the office with his hands behind his back.

As soon as she left, the tense strings of a group of people loosened.Although most people are still serious about endorsing, some naughty boys are gradually dishonest.

"Brother Mu, you have something in the drawer." Niu Chao, who was in the last row, patted Mu Cheng on the shoulder, winked and said, "A gift of love."

Mu Cheng pushed his face away expressionlessly, and said, "Have you eaten leeks?"

"Leek box." Niu Chao smacked his lips, "Did it stick to your teeth?"

"My Brother Mu thinks you smell bad." Zhang Huai, who was furiously making up his homework, turned his head, "Stay away."

Niu Chao poured out a piece of chewing gum, and Kababa chewed it up and continued to move forward, urging, "Look quickly, Brother Mu."

Mu Cheng couldn't bear to make noise, put down his textbook, groped into the table, and took out a big gift box, and a warm breakfast.

The boy's heart beat faster, and he subconsciously looked towards the window.The girl buried her whole face in the crook of her arms, from behind she could only see a pair of playful buns and ice blue crystal beads wrapped around them.

"Breakfast was also delivered by the girl from Class [-]."

Mu Cheng's accelerated heartbeat was poured with a basin of cold water, and his fiery mood was suddenly extinguished.

Niu Chao chewed his gum, "She's pretty, I heard she's the flower of their class."

"I didn't even see it." It was Niu Chao's tablemate Wang Chengzhi who spoke, "Is Dai Yueran from our class more beautiful?"

"It's almost...but it's not the same type." Niu Chao's face was turbulent, "The legs are white and thin, and the words are sweet... Hehe, my mother's bones are almost brittle."

"Look at your worthless appearance." Zhang Huai copied his homework and did not forget to run on him, "Can you learn from our Brother Mu? No matter how aggressive a confession is, you will not be surprised."

"You don't have a back pain when you stand and talk." Niu Chao punched him, "If I had Brother Mu's face, not only would I be able to be flattered or humiliated, but I would also be able to stay unintentional!"

"You can put it down, even if you have Brother Mu's face, you don't have the brains of Brother Mu." Zhang Huai finished copying math and began to copy biology, "Don't think of beautiful women so superficially, people also look at IQ, okay?"

Just as Niu Chao was about to kick his chair, he saw Mu Cheng put the gift box and breakfast on his table, and his cold and dewy eyes fell lazily on his face: "Are you full?"

Niu Chao was taken aback: "Almost."

"Can you still eat?"

"can……"

Mu Cheng nodded: "It's yours."

"The box, the box is mine too?"

"Ah."

"Thank you brother!" Niu Chao began to open the gift box with soy milk in his mouth.

"Aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed?" Wang Chengzhi took a siu mai, "I'll help you share the burden."

While resisting the smell of cooked food, Zhang Huai wrote vigorously: "Hey, the trend of delivering breakfast started with our classmate Ximeng, right?"

Mu Cheng tightened his fingers holding the textbook, but said nothing.

Zhang Huai: "Brother Mu, do you think Ximeng has no money or has moved on? How long has it been since I brought you breakfast?"

eighteen days.

The moment this number popped up, Mu Cheng was taken aback—why would he pinch his fingers to count the days? ? ?

With a dark face, Mu Cheng threw down the textbook, tilted his head and said, "Old Zhang, how long has it been since you jumped on the Trojan horse and tore your trousers in PE class until today?"

"..." Zhang Huai was taken aback, and then threw his pen angrily, "Why do you mention this??!"

Mu Cheng smiled: "47 days."

Zhang Huai: ... Fuck.

Mu Cheng continued to smile: "Is my memory good?"

"...Brother Mu, what medicine did you take wrong?" Zhang Huai looked at him in horror, "Just tell me what I did wrong, don't worry about my face!"

Mu Cheng's eyes were warm and pulse-warming: "Son, answer me."

"...Okay, okay." Zhang Huai gave a thumbs up, full of pride, "My brother Mu has a good memory, one word: dick! Bull!"

Satisfied, Mu Cheng picked up his textbook again, and had a reasonable explanation for the horrible "eighteen days": he didn't keep it in his heart on purpose, but his amazing memory.

Zhang Huai glanced at him tremblingly, and swallowed back his doubts.

"Mengmeng wake up, don't go to sleep." The tablemate pushed Ximeng's elbow, "The English teacher will be here in a while, she will definitely check the vocabulary today, have you memorized everything?"

Ximeng rubbed her eyes, and shook her head from side to side.

"Then you memorize it quickly. Otherwise, it will be bad if you are taken to the podium to dictate." The deskmate reminded.

Among the many teachers, the English teacher is the one everyone fears the most.It's one thing to be strict, but the key is that the girl is also vicious when she speaks.She is also poisoned according to the target, she will be more restrained when facing boys, but even more bitter when facing girls.After teaching everyone for more than a semester, several female students have been scolded and cried by her.

Ximeng glanced at the time, and it was less than 10 minutes before class started.She managed to sort out her emotions, took out a pen and began to memorize words.The English vocabulary in high school is much more difficult than that in junior high school, and Ximeng has always struggled to learn it.

She had just recited six or seven, when the melodious class bell rang, the English teacher in high heels stepped into the classroom on time.

As soon as the voices in the class were quieted, everyone held their breath and concentrated, lowering their heads and waiting for the English teacher to make the opening remarks.

"Goodmorning, everyone."

Greetings from Changhong full of energy.

"Good morning, teacher—"

The drawn-out tone reveals the despair of dying.

The English teacher has long been accustomed to the heavy classroom atmosphere, and pushed his glasses with his orchid fingers: "Take out the textbook and turn to the vocabulary list of the second unit. I will give everyone 3 minutes to review, and I will find someone to take dictation later."

Everyone tensed up and began to memorize in a race against time.Ximeng is no exception. Before she finished writing a word, the English teacher started to slap her hands: "It's almost time—"

Zhang Huai scolded in a low voice: "Fuck, it's about the same before ten seconds, as fast as his man."

The two boys in front obviously heard it, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, their shoulders trembled.Without any scruples, Mu Cheng looked at Zhang Huai and raised one corner of his mouth.

He looks kind of bad.

Zhang Huai covered his heart, and said in a low voice: "Brother, don't look at me like that. Our family has been passed down for three generations, I can't bend it!"

"Zhang Huai, what are you muttering about? Do you want to take dictation? All right, come up."

"Report!" Zhang Huai raised his hand, "The monitor said he wanted to be inspected by the teacher!"

Mu Cheng: ...

The English teacher smiled, the kind that came from the heart and sincerely.She looked lovingly at the pretty-looking baby lump with excellent grades and whose family members worked in the Municipal Education Bureau: "Mu Cheng, come quickly."

Mu Cheng stepped on the ground with one foot, stuck the other on the crossbar in front of the table, and did not move.

Zhang Huai put his hands under the table, clasped his palms together: "Brother Mu, save my life, please please! I won't dare next time."

Mu Cheng sighed, closed the cap of the pen, threw it away with a snap of his fingers, walked lazily across the classroom with his long legs, and stood in front of the blackboard.

"Please invite another classmate." The English teacher said, "Has anyone volunteered to come up? Why are you keeping your head down? The one by the window, Ximeng said you, your head is almost buried in the ground, aren't you guilty?"

Ximeng was startled, and raised her head in a panic: "No, no."

"No? Then you come up and write." The English teacher stepped down to the podium, "The other students took out their dictation notebooks, Ximeng, you and Mucheng, don't look at each other."

Naturally, it is impossible for Mu Cheng to read her answer, the English teacher obviously said this to Xi Meng.

Xi Meng secretly sighed, knowing that she was doomed, she stood on the podium with her head hooked.

The teachers all use PowerPoint to give lectures, and the blackboard is rarely used.Therefore, in order to save resources, the school is equipped with small blackboards.Xi Meng stood on the far right, only an arm's length away from Mu Cheng.

"Ancient." The English teacher said, "Don't whisper, the Chinese translation is written under the word."

Ximeng's mind went blank, she had just read this word 10 minutes ago.But the voice of the English teacher was like a magic eraser, which wiped away all the knowledge for her.

The sound of chalk scraping across the blackboard began to be heard beside him.

Mu Cheng wrote very slowly, and when he finished writing very slowly, Ximeng was still staring at the blackboard in a daze.

The English teacher frowned: "The second one, competitor."

Ximeng bit her lip and wrote three letters hesitantly: com

...how to write later? ?

"Spell it according to the pronunciation." A low male voice passed by his ears.

Ximeng said "ah" in a low voice, then turned her eyes to look at Mucheng.

It was his familiar gaze, clear and clear, like a small black fish in a pill.

A group of white pigeons flapped their wings and flew past the boy's heart...

"What are you looking at? Dictation with reference?" The English teacher knocked on the podium impatiently, "Go back and write your own!"

Ximeng didn't dare to challenge the authority, she lowered her head timidly, holding the chalk and continuing to think.

Mu Cheng wrote words absently, and his peripheral vision was uncontrollably dragged to the right.In the early spring, most places in the country still need to wear heavy cotton clothes to resist the severe cold and low temperature, and S City has already shown signs of spring.The girl wore a pair of creamy white round-toed leather shoes, a pair of slender straight legs under a light gray pleated skirt, a soft vest outlined a thin but exquisite curve, her neck was porcelain white, and her neck was white because of the persecution of words. Slightly low, like a sad little swan.

With a crisp bang, Mu Cheng broke a piece of chalk.He paused, picked up another one from the bottom slot of the blackboard, and wrote the last letter casually.

"Dynasty." The English teacher glared at Ximeng sullenly, "Dynasty."

The scorching gaze pierced the air, and sparks crackled on Ximeng's back.She wrote a few letters tremblingly, after thinking about it, she felt that it was wrong, so she erased it with a blackboard eraser, and wrote a plausible word.

The English teacher let out a cold snort from his nostrils.

Ximeng shuddered, clenched one hand into a fist, and touched the blackboard in bewilderment.

Mu Cheng was suddenly annoyed.

He stopped dawdling and accelerated his writing speed, hoping to end this torture as soon as possible.

The English teacher made corrections on the spot, and the results on the blackboard were polarized, with a red tick on the left and a red cross on the right.

The English teacher threw the textbook on the podium!

"Student Ximeng, did I assign homework to memorize words yesterday?!"

Ximeng stared at the toe of the shoe and nodded slightly.

"Then have you recited it?"

This is a matter of death.No matter if you go left or right, you will always be pissed off by the English teacher.

"Look at you, you just don't memorize it!" The English teacher put his hands on his hips, and raised his faded eyebrows high, "Aren't you guilty?! Don't reveal your secrets when you dictate, you are right with twenty words." Three?! Look at Mu Cheng, are you ashamed? Are you ashamed?!"

Ximeng's face turned red and white.

"You copied the words of the second unit ten times for me today, together with the translation and phonetic symbols, do you hear me?"

Ximeng bit her lower lip: "I heard..."

"Let me tell you! The study requirements of high school and junior high school are different! You are still in the key class, whether you are a boy or a girl, you must have requirements for your own study! Don't get up all day long, especially some female students, don't You are shameless! Studying is the real thing! If I find out that anyone wants to ruin their future, then I will send you a ride..."

A stuffy and astringent feeling spread to the throat.Ximeng felt extremely ashamed.She lowered her head and opened her eyes wide with all her strength, trying not to let the tears fall.

Suddenly, she was gently pushed by someone.

The English teacher's irritable and harsh voice disappeared suddenly, like a screaming chicken falling to the ground, she watched Mu Cheng pursed her lips, raised her hand and gently pushed Ximeng off the podium.

Ximeng raised her head in a daze, with tears in her eyes.

Without saying a word, Mu Cheng first pushed her off the podium under the watchful eyes of everyone, and then brought Ximeng back to his seat.

Seeing that the girl was not moving, Mu Cheng raised his hand and pressed hard on her shoulder: "Sit."

Ximeng subconsciously looked at the English teacher, but her sight was blocked by a tall and thin figure, like an erupting volcano was blocking the gap, and she felt a little courage inexplicably.

Ximeng straightened the hem of her skirt and sat down on the chair upright.

Mu Cheng returned to his seat without looking sideways.The whole class fell into an eerie silence, and under the silence there was a trace of restlessness.

"I'm so fucking awesome..." Zhang Huai suppressed his voice.

Mu Cheng ignored him, and raised his eyelids coldly: "Teacher, aren't you going to give lectures?"

The English teacher was shocked by this stare: "...Oh, ahem, turn to page No. 16, everyone."

There was a clattering sound of turning the pages of the book, turning over the embarrassing scene from the previous paragraph together.

Zhang Huai was still excited. In fact, most of the people in the class were in a kind of happy excitement, but they were not as good as Zhang Huai, who could interview the parties at close range.

"I officially declare that you, Mucheng, will be my elder brother for a day, and you will be my elder brother for the rest of your life!" Zhang Huai held up a large English textbook, retracted his head, and looked at Mucheng with a piercing expression, "My lord, the little brother is in your heart." I have a question, I don't know if I should talk about it or not?"

Mu Cheng: "It's not appropriate to say it. Shut up."

"Tsk, can't you cooperate with me?" Zhang Huai held down Mu Cheng's thigh with one hand as if he was afraid that Mu Cheng would run away, and raised his eyebrows meanly, "Does Brother Mu...have ideas for our classmate Ximeng?" ?”

Mu Cheng flicked his paws: "What do you think?"

"Of course it's what a man thinks of a woman!" Zhang Huai said, "Don't think I didn't see it! You just peeked at the little girl! Brother Mu, you fucking, you're finally thinking about spring... To tell you the truth, I I am very pleased now. Although Ximeng is not as beautiful as Dai Yueran, her appearance and figure are nothing to say..."

Mu Cheng's tone was impatient: "Is it over?"

Zhang Huai immediately shut up, held back for 2 minutes, and couldn't help but give him an elbow: "Brother Mu, is that really meaningless?"

Mu Cheng leaned against the back of the chair, not even bothering to give him a wink.

"Brother asked you before..." Zhang Huai laughed, "Since Brother Mu doesn't like it, then I'll do it."

"Fuck me?" Wang Zhicheng leaned over, "True or false? Why do you suddenly want to stretch your claws at Ximeng?"

"Love is so incredible." Zhang Huai pursed his lips and smiled, "Hey, didn't you see when she came down from the podium? Tears... how do you say that word?? Yes, I feel pity! I Fuck it made me cry..."

Niu Chao smiled slyly: "The legs are also pretty."

Wang Zhicheng laughed and said, "Doesn't Ximeng like our Brother Mu? First let Brother Mu coldly reject her, and when the little girl is heartbroken, Zhang Huai, you take advantage of the situation and ask for warmth. This matter is basically done." gone."

Zhang Huai patted his legs: "Yes, Brother Mu..."

"It's a beautiful idea." Mu Cheng smiled, "People also look at IQ."

Zhang Huai: "Hey...?"

Mu Cheng raised his hand: "Teacher, Zhang Huai wants to answer this question."

The English teacher raised his teaching rod: "Okay, come Zhang Huai."

Zhang Huai: ………………

Brother, am I wrong? !

……

Mucheng did not expect to meet Ximeng here.

On a rainy day at twilight, gray-blue clouds covered the entire sky, and light rain fell on the sand, creating small shallow pits.A pair of small milky white round-toed leather shoes was quietly placed on the ground, and the owner of the small leather shoes was sitting alone on the mottled swing stand, looking at a small pink ball in his hand.

The ten fingers are slender, like a section of tender spring bamboo shoots.

Mu Cheng was puzzled again: How did such a weak and cute little girl throw three or four big men out with one hand...

She was still wearing her school uniform.In Mucheng's impression, Ximeng has always been a decent and delicate girl. She definitely has more than one uniform made by the school, and she is clean every day.During the weekend break, she didn't even change her clothes, and muddy water splashed on the shoe surface, and she looked indifferent.

Mu Cheng snuffed out half of the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.

A dark cloud with a warm lemon fragrance came over, Ximeng raised her head in a daze, and the tall and thin boy was already sitting on the swing frame opposite.Black sneakers, legged sweatpants, and a denim jacket over a pure white sweater.A clean and fresh youthful air rushed over his face.

Raindrops fell on the roof of the awning overhead, causing a gentle rustle.

"Squad leader..." The soft and sweet voice was full of surprise and depression.

Mu Cheng hummed, then fell silent for a moment, and said, "Have you finished your homework?"

Xi Meng was dumbfounded.She has been living in a muddle recently, not to mention homework, and she can't even think of eating.

The girl's silence already foreshadowed the answer.

What's the matter with you recently?Why haven't you come to pester me for a long time... A series of doubts spread from my heart to my throat.Mu Cheng was afraid of being abrupt, so he pursed his lips and didn't ask a single question.He looked at the ball in Ximeng's hand with some doubts.The girl holds one hand underneath and the other arm in front—this is not a common posture for people to hold things, but it looks very solemn.

"Waiting for someone?" Mu Cheng asked.

Ximeng shook her head, embarrassedly said: "...to be distracted."

She paused, then looked up at Mu Cheng.It seems that because of the rain, the boy put on the hood of the sweater on his head, and the thin forehead hair was pressed down by the brim of the hat on the deep brow bone, showing a bit of unruliness in the coldness.

"What about you?" Ximeng said.

Mu Cheng: "After class, take a shortcut and go home."

I took a short cut to go home, so it was a surprise and pleasant surprise to meet you.

Ximeng smiled: "As expected of being the class monitor, I will study hard on weekends."

Mu Cheng mumbled, without explaining that he was in a taekwondo class.

Mu Cheng still hesitated and said, "Did you...have something happened to you recently?"

A limp spike stabbed into the heart without warning.

Before Ximeng came back to her senses, a tear rolled out of her eyes.

"...?!"

The swing frame on the sandy ground was extremely unreasonably designed, Mu Cheng just bent down, and the distance between the two was greatly shortened.The boy moved his fingers, and wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes with some helplessness: "I won't ask any more, don't cry."

Ximeng shook her head, sobbing, "I have a very important friend who left..."

For life and death, any comforting words are so pale...

As long as you let the first tear fall, it will be even more difficult to control later.Ximeng held the streamer ball, and the sadness that had been suppressed for a long time surged up, crying uncontrollably.

There was a strange colic in Mu Cheng's heart.Before he could react, he had already pulled Ximeng's wrist into his arms.

The distance between his two long legs is quite wide. When Ximeng rushed over, he could only sit on one of his legs. Half of the gray plaid pleated skirt was pressed under the buttocks, and the other half spread out with big folds, covering the thighs. .

Ximeng was so frightened that she forgot to cry.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and saw the stiff counterpart in their pupils.Ximeng frantically tried to stand up, but a pair of big hands caught her soft waist.

"Squad, monitor...?" Ximeng blushed and opened her eyes in embarrassment.

Mucheng's Adam's apple rolled down, he pinched Ximeng's chin and lifted it up, and then his two hot lips fell down.

This is a green kiss.Tentative, clumsy, gentle, intoxicated... the girl's back was bent into a flexible bow, and in the falling spring rain, the two exchanged the breath of love for the first time in this life.

The moment they parted, Ximeng's big eyes were stained with a hazy light: "You kiss me?!"

Mu Cheng didn't blush when he was playing hooligans, but this crisp accusation made him blush.He covered Ximeng's mouth angrily: "Don't tell me!"

Ximeng struggled under the iron claws, whimpering.

"It's been 20 days since you took the initiative to come to me." Mu Cheng said, "If it's because of sadness, I can forgive you."

Ximeng looked at him inexplicably.

Mu Cheng: "The girl from Class [-] gave me breakfast and a confession gift the day before yesterday. That girl is very beautiful, with a sweet voice and long legs..."

Ximeng waved his hand away: "But you already kissed me!"

Mu Cheng suppressed a smile and looked directly at Ximeng: "You like me, right?"

Ximeng looks weak and sweet, but she has been in the world of controlling spirits for so many years, and her character inevitably has the straightforwardness of the children of the world.The little girl endured her shyness and did not avoid the boy's gaze: "I like it."

Mu Cheng laughed softly, his chest trembled, causing waves of ripples in Ximeng's heart.

"What about you?" Ximeng bit his lip and poked him, "You too, you like me, right...?"

The arrogant squad leader didn't answer directly, he pressed the girl's little head to his shoulder:

"I don't know how to comfort you, so I can only give you a boyfriend..."

"...Be happy, my little girl."