not as sweet as you

"Snapped!"

In the bright and clean office, the male teacher who was over fifty years old slapped the table with a livid face. The lid of the teacup on the table trembled for a moment, and then put it back with a clatter.

"Put some vegetable leaves on the backboard, and the pigs are better than you. You said that."

"Yes."

The boy who answered was wearing a school uniform, probably because he had just played a game of basketball and sweated a little, and his clothes were damp and stuck to his body.

The collar of the school uniform shirt was unbuttoned a few times, revealing a small part of the collarbone and faint muscles, and the whole body was full of a hormonal aura unique to puberty and flamboyant.

"Huo Xingzhou, will you die if you don't ridicule others?" Cheng Limin slapped the table again, and almost took off the cup when he stopped, hanging slippery on the corner of the table.

"Facts are also called sarcasm. Is the psychological endurance of the students in the key class so low?" Huo Xingzhou thought for a while, and said euphemistically, "How dare you ask me to play ball like this? I owe education."

Cheng Limin's inverted triangular eyes opened, and he wished he could shoot two big knives to cut Huo Xingzhou: "I'll see if you make another one!"

"..."

"Get out of here!" Cheng Limin pointed at the offices, and he couldn't help but yelled out in a broken voice, which hurt people's eardrums.

When Huo Xingzhou heard this, he immediately picked up his mood and prepared to leave.

He bent down to pick up the basketball, bowed slightly respectfully towards Cheng Limin, and when he looked up, he saw Cheng Limin's ashen face vividly acting as Gong Yasha: "I tell you to go and you go, I let you learn why you don't listen to me? Now it is Obedient, you stand for me!"

Huo Xingzhou held the basketball under his right arm, leaned over and turned his head.

Cheng Limin looked up at the time, and suddenly remembered something, but now he was about to hand in the report, and he couldn't go there, "I can't leave now, you go downstairs and pick someone up for me, he should be here soon .”

"Who?"

"The new student who transferred to our class is named Luo Xing."

-

As soon as Huo Xingzhou came out of the office building, Feng Jia came up to meet him, took the basketball in his hand and slapped it a few times, and when it hit the ground with a loud sound, Cheng Limin poked his head out, "Feng Jia!"

Feng Jia immediately took the ball away, pretended not to hear it, and asked Huo Xingzhou when he was far away, "Hey, why did Cheng call you in?"

Huo Xingzhou: "It's nothing, I just asked about the conflict between me and Class [-]."

Class [-] and Class [-] had always been at odds, and sarcasm was common, but this time the ridicule went a little too far, and when it reached Huo Xingzhou's ears, the ship hit the rocks and sank.

Feng Jia got angry at the thought of this, and poohed several times: "Fuck, that's not what I said at the time. Now I lost the game and got slapped in the face and complained to the teacher with my backhand? It's not kind to do this."

Huo Xingzhou didn't speak.

Feng Jia asked again: "Old Cheng asked you to promise nothing."

Huo Xingzhou nodded.

Feng Jia leaned over nervously: "What did you say?"

"Guaranteed to see him beat up once."

"...Awesome."

The south side of the teacher's office building is the playground, and the inner circle of the rubber track is paved with a layer of lawn. Many girls gather together to watch the boys play.

Huo Xingzhou was already well-known in school, and he was always stared at wherever he went. Today's fight not only did not make his image plummet, but on the contrary raised him up a bit.

He walked across the playground to the school gate, and attracted the attention of many female students. Some of the bold ones just stared at him, while the thin-skinned ones blushed and did not dare to look at him. , look up from time to time.

Feng Jia was very envious: "If so many girls like me, I'm willing to quit for a month, no, I'll just roast my kidneys for a year."

Huo Xingzhou clicked his tongue: "Excellent."

Feng Jia smiled, and turned his gaze to see a slender and tall figure. The school girl must have seen Huo Xingzhou too, standing beside the pillars in the corridor and looking over from a distance.

Feng Jia sighed: "Hey, the school girl who chased you recently is still writing you a love letter, it seems like it's been a long time since I ate the chocolate she gave me."

Huo Xingzhou: "Which one?"

Feng Jia couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't take it to heart.

"That's it, her name is Ye or something. I don't know her name. She gave you chocolates for several months in a row, and you threw all the sweet ones to me."

Huo Xingzhou probably had some impressions, so he groaned, and said, "Didn't I tell her that if I fall in love before I graduate from high school, I will sing Conquest under the flagpole."

Feng Jia said blankly: "I thought that was your excuse for rejecting her, are you serious?"

Huo Xingzhou glanced at him: "Otherwise."

Feng Jia thought so too, for Huo Xingzhou, falling in love is not as good as playing basketball, no matter how bad it is, playing games is not as good.

How to say that sentence, falling in love affects the speed of my shooting.

"Hey, the classroom is here, where are you going?" Feng Jia paused, pointed back, this is the direction out of the school gate, and said in a low voice, "You just wanted to skip class when you came out of the office?"

"Fuck you." Huo Xingzhou said, "Teacher Cheng asked me to pick up someone, saying that he is a new transfer student."

Feng Jia patted the basketball, and looked at the school gate curiously: "It's not night at all these days, why did you transfer to another school? Could it be that he was expelled and came to our class?"

Huo Xingzhou snorted, and repeated Cheng Limin's words without much thought: "It is said that the students selected by the provincial support plan were arranged by the principal himself."

"Fart, the students selected by the provincial support plan are stuffed into our class? The principal doesn't know what level our class is? Is he teaching and educating people or misleading students."

It is different from other key classes, rocket classes and ordinary classes in the third year of high school.

-- Class Nine is a wonderful class.

From Ye Qiaoqiao, who is number one in the grade group, to Feng Jia, the car exhaust gas in the grade group, and Cheng Limin, who is naughty in class and mischievous in class, usually does everything except study, and most of them are problem students. .

It was the first time I heard that the headmaster personally arranged for him to enter the strange class.

Feng Jia couldn't help but glanced at the school gate again, a little worried: "You said that you might be expelled from the school for fighting. If you are really a hard stubble, your position is in danger."

Huo Xingzhou's mouth twitched: "He still dares to climb and stand on top of my head?"

Feng Jia said: "Don't set the flag so early, in case it will be really fragrant in the future."

"What's so fragrant, go and ask the class leader of Class [-] if it smells good now." Huo Xingzhou clicked his tongue: "A broken transfer student is still climbing on my head, making trouble."

Looking at his mocking expression, Feng Jia suddenly understood why the monitor of class [-] hated him so much.

But it was useless for him to hate, Huo Xingzhou slapped him in the face.

Feng Jiafu was so determined that he planned to use his new classmate to do business without capital, and immediately said, "Don't tell me, if he really wants to climb on your head and squat someday, please ask me to fuck for a month."

"You are only so promising." Huo Xingzhou sneered: "Come on, brother will add another one for you. If he really can climb on top of my head and make trouble, I will..."

After a pause, he looked around the campus, found a pretty good building, and raised his finger to the tens of meters high bell tower: "I'll jump from there."