Su Xingren took a step back uncomfortably, with embarrassment and embarrassment visible to the naked eye on his face.

Young people are not very good at hiding their emotions, but now they are all revealed.

Jiang Xu's clothes were indeed too big for Su Xingren.

Su Xingren is 1.7 meters 1.8 tall. He is thin and doesn't look short, but this height cannot be seen in front of Jiang Xu, who is [-] meters [-].The size of the school uniforms of the two of them was already three levels different, and the summer clothes were looser, so the difference was even more obvious.

Wearing Jiang Xu's clothes, Su Xingren looked like a child who stole an adult's clothes, his shoulders slumped, and his short sleeves turned into three-quarter sleeves.

"Change, change clothes."

Su Xingren seemed to have turned into a little stammer, and pulled up the hem of the school uniform to hide it.

He whispered, "Go back to your seat and do your homework." After speaking, he walked sideways through Zhao Xing, walked quickly back to his seat and sat down.

Zhao Xing's eyes were shining brightly, like a tabloid reporter who got some shocking gossip, excitedly jumped in from Su Xingren's chair, and asked as soon as he sat down. "Are you going to buy a new school uniform?"

He opened his small mouth and kept talking non-stop: "Summer is coming to an end soon, you won't grow much when you reach the third year of high school, right? By the way, I didn't see you in a canteen at noon today, you went to eat in another canteen ?"

The classroom was noisy, many students were resting and chatting after eating, Su Xingren rolled up the corners of his clothes so as not to sit on his hem.

He stared at the test paper on the table with a pen for a few minutes, but didn't write a word.

"...Do you also think the question is abnormal?" Zhao Xing saw that he was staring at the paper in a daze, and didn't worry about how many problems he hadn't solved before, so he immediately changed the subject and started complaining about homework with his new classmate: "I don't know which school you transferred from, but let me tell you, the homework and test papers in the experimental middle school are still very abnormal. They are all written by the school teachers themselves. There are six papers to write in a day."

Speaking of homework, Zhao Xing couldn't be more painful. "When I first came in the first year of high school, I did my homework until one o'clock in the morning."

"Well, it's quite difficult." Su Xingren came back to his senses and followed Zhao Xing's words. "I used to study in a town in Chuanshi."

He turned his head and glanced at the back of the classroom. Zhang Jinfeng and those male students hadn't come back yet.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Xing then turned his head to look back, "Is it Zhang Jinfeng and the others?"

Su Xingren nodded.

The 500 yuan that was taken away from him is still with Zhang Jinfeng.

The previous scene was too flustered, and he himself was in pain, so he accidentally forgot to take the money back.

I don't know if Zhang Jinfeng will return the money to him when he returns to the classroom next time.

Thinking that he might go to Zhang Jinfeng's seat to get the money back, Su Xingren couldn't help turning pale.

Now that Jiang Xu is not here, what if Zhang Jinfeng doesn't recognize him?

"Zhang Jinfeng doesn't come to the classroom at noon," Zhao Xing curled his lips. "He goes off-campus for lunch at noon, and he usually doesn't come back until the first class in the afternoon."

Seeing that Su Xingren was concerned, Zhao Xing patted his chest lightly: "Don't be afraid, if he comes to mess with you again, I'll help you!"

Su Xingren: "..."

Thinking of the scene of Zhao Xing being pushed away by Zhang Jinfeng in the morning, Su Xingren smiled friendly, bowed his head and went to do his homework.

Zhao Xing: ...! !

I suspect you don't believe me at all!

The amount of questions in the experimental middle school is really quite a lot. Su Xingren wrote that he didn't finish his Chinese and chemistry homework until the afternoon class.

Before the afternoon class bell rang, the English teacher walked into the classroom with a stack of test papers. "Get up, let's do a listening session to sober up."

Many students were lying on their desks for their morning break, and when they fell asleep, they instinctively passed the test papers later.

Zhao Xing turned his head and continued to sleep on his stomach.

Su Xingren took the listening test for him, and patted him lightly: "Listening test." He glanced at the back of the classroom, Zhang Jinfeng hadn't come back yet.

There is no listening part in the transfer exam. Su Xingren has long heard that Haishi's overall English level will be higher and listening will be more difficult. The English teacher on the podium has already started to adjust the volume of the computer. He is sitting upright with an extremely serious attitude.

It was not until the penultimate class in the afternoon that Zhang Jinfeng appeared at the door of the classroom wearing a mask.

This class happened to be the self-study class of Wang Jie, the head teacher. She was giving a sample analysis on the podium. Seeing this, she stopped and asked Zhang Jinfeng to stop: "What are you doing? Why are you still wearing a mask?"

Zhang Jinfeng lowered his head and said in a buzzing voice under the mask, "Go to the toilet with diarrhea."

"..." Obviously this reason was too vulgar, Wang Jie didn't believe it at all, and asked him to take off his mask before returning to his seat.

Zhang Jinfeng's eyes showed a strong sense of aggrieved, he glanced into the classroom, just met Su Xingren's eyes.

Su Xingren was taken aback, he didn't understand why Zhang Jinfeng looked at him like this.

That kind of look that dares not speak out and looks pitiful and begging for help.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Jinfeng closed his eyes and took off his mask.

A second later, shocking laughter erupted in the classroom, and even Wang Jie pursed her lips to hold back her laughter.

Zhang Jinfeng's face was really colorful, and the wound was treated with red medicine. Now half of his face is swollen, and two big red circles were painted on the cut place on the cheekbone. It looks like too much blush with shaking hands, and it looks like the wine smudge makeup painted with slanting red on an ancient picture.

Coupled with his masculine facial features and resentful eyes, it's funny no matter how you look at it.

"Okay, let's go back to your seat first." Wang Jie coughed lightly, "Come to my office after class."

Zhang Jinfeng bowed his head and walked back in a muffled voice, and heard Wang Jie say again: "Put on the mask."

His tone was a little trembling, as if he was holding back his laughter.

Zhang Jinfeng glared at the laughing classmate lying on the table next to him, and put on his mask angrily.

The end of get out of class was short, until after school in the afternoon, Su Xingren didn't have a chance to talk to Zhang Jinfeng.While putting homework for each subject in his schoolbag, he hesitated whether to wait for Zhang Jinfeng in the classroom.

The seating arrangement in the class is a row of boys and a row of girls. After school, Su Xingren's front and back desks chatted in the air.

"Hey! Are you going to class seven today?"

"Why do you go to Class [-]? Hurry up and wait for the talent at the subway station."

"No, no, I heard that Jiang Xu has been wearing martial arts training clothes to class this afternoon, and their teacher may want to keep someone."

"Wow! How dare he not wear a school uniform!"

Hearing Jiang Xu's name, Su Xingren slowed down and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

"I don't know, but I went to the office downstairs today to look for the log and saw Jiang Xu!"

Log is the leader of the math teaching group. His name is Zhao Long. Since he likes to come up with super abnormal and flexible math problems, his classmates gave him a math nickname called log.

Zhao Xing is a warm-hearted deskmate, many times Su Xingren doesn't need to ask questions, Zhao Xing will take the initiative to help him popularize science.

After staying in the class for a day, Su Xingren also knew a lot about the teachers of various subjects.

"Ahhhhh! If I had known earlier, I would have gone to find the log with you this afternoon!"

A suppressed scream erupted from the side, and Su Xingren's hand holding the test paper shook, only to realize that the female students in the next group also stopped packing their schoolbags and came here to discuss.

Is Jiang Xu so popular?

Su Xingren lowered his head and listened to the chattering and excited discussions of the girls. After thinking about it, Jiang Xu was indeed quite handsome.

The most handsome guy he'd ever seen at his old school and this one.

Among this group of boys who are bluffing with a youthful vibe, and some even like to tease girls, Jiang Xu's coldness has become unique in the school.Jiang Xu doesn't have much contact with girls. Although his grades are not good, it doesn't stop the girls from admiring him.

Just as many adolescent girls find boys who play basketball particularly attractive, when Jiang Xu is wearing martial arts training clothes and sweeping his legs and turning over in the martial arts room, it is also the time for girls to scream.

"Then what are you guys still discussing here? Go downstairs, what if Jiang Xu leaves?"

I don't know which girl said such a sentence, everyone immediately scattered, and ran back to their seats to organize their schoolbags.

Su Xingren: ...

With his schoolbag on his back, Zhao Xing shook his head and sighed, "They're all Jiang Xu's fans!"

Su Xingren quickly got up with his schoolbag to make room for him.

"Do you want to go together? Do you take the subway?" Zhao Xing asked.

Only then did Su Xingren remember that Aunt Dong had said in the morning that she had no time to pick up people at night, so the two of them had to take the subway back by themselves.

Do you want to wait for Jiang Xu?

Su Xingren struggled for a few seconds, while Zhao Xing was still waiting.

Maybe Jiang Xu left long ago?

Jiang Xu probably wouldn't come to wait for him to go back together, would he?

Today is the first day of school, and it is also Su Xingren's first time taking the subway back home.He felt a little uneasy, and after thinking about it, it would be safer to take the subway with his classmates.

Su Xingren put on his schoolbag: "Let's go together."

Zhang Jinfeng was not in the classroom, so Su Xingren could only give up getting the money back today, and decided to "fight" after arriving at school tomorrow.

However, as soon as he walked to the front row of the classroom with Zhao Xing, he saw a familiar figure shrinking and running past the door.

Su Xingren hurried over and shouted: "Zhang Jinfeng! Wait a minute!"

Zhao Xing stood there blankly, watching Su Xingren chase him to the front door of the classroom.

No, isn't Su Xingren afraid?Why are you still rushing forward?

Zhang Jinfeng was caught off guard by someone yelling his name, and he stopped in fright. The schoolbag strap on his shoulder was grabbed just like that.

He turned his head and saw that the person who was trembling and afraid to move at noon today was holding his schoolbag tightly, standing in front of him, mustering up his courage, and said in a slightly trembling voice: " Me, let me ask you, have you, have you told the teacher about Jiang Xu... beating you?"

ha? ?

Zhang Jinfeng staggered.

Tell the teacher?Who the hell would do such a shameless thing, willing to admit defeat is his last stubbornness!

"How is that possible?" Zhang Jinfeng waved his hand quickly, trying to pull back his schoolbag.

"That's good," Su Xingren heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and stared at Zhang Jinfeng worriedly, "If you tell him to the teacher, I'll... tell you to the teacher too!"

This was probably the first time Su Xingren threatened someone in his life, and he still stuttered when he spoke.

Zhang Jinfeng rolled his eyes and tugged on the strap of his schoolbag, but he didn't expect Su Xingren to hold it so tightly.As soon as he bared his teeth and prepared to threaten, bursts of pain came from the wound on his face, bringing back those "fresh" memories of this afternoon.

"Also... you took my money at noon today..."

Zhang Jinfeng was taken aback, and quickly stood up straight, trying to delete the painful memory of the afternoon from his mind.

He quickly took out a neat stack of money from his pocket, and offered it to Su Xingren with both hands: "I'm sorry, Su Xingren, I was wrong! I will return the money to you now!"

He was used to taking people's money, so he didn't remember it all of a sudden. I hope Su Xingren won't tell Jiang Xu! !

The two of them are brothers, what if Su Xingren goes back to make a small report?

Thinking about it this way, the money in his hand became extremely hot, and Zhang Jinfeng wanted to pay back the money quickly and end it quickly.

Su Xingren's eyes widened, he didn't expect Zhang Jinfeng to be so eloquent.He froze for a few seconds, reached out and quickly took the money and counted it.The amount was correct. He put the money in the inner layer of his schoolbag. Seeing that Zhang Jinfeng was still standing in front of him, he frowned slightly and said hesitantly, "Thank you...thank you?"

Zhang Jinfeng quickly waved his hands: "No, no, why do I want you to thank me. Can I ask you to help me and Jiang..."

"Ahhh!!"

The sudden screams from the virgin girls at the back door of the classroom interrupted Zhang Jinfeng's words. Su Xingren turned his head to look, and saw the girls hugged and screamed excitedly, their faces were flushed, and they kept shouting——

"Really! He really came up!"

Su Xingren turned his head and took a look. Zhang Jinfeng disappeared at some point.

The next second, he heard someone calling his name from the back door, his voice was low and magnetic.

"Su Xingren, go home."

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