September [-]st, the opening day of High School A in City A.

On this day, the students in the first year of senior high school all brought excited smiles and eyes of anticipation, and kept shuttling through the classrooms of each first class of senior high school. Non-stop, endless.

In a long aisle on the campus, at a distance of only 10 meters from Gaoyi (200), a tall and thin boy is walking fast with a schoolbag on his back, and about 50 meters behind him, there is a man who is about the same height as him , but Song Mingyu, who had gained weight twice, was panting, with one fat arm in mid-air pointing forward, while the other hand was firmly grasping a strap of the backpack to prevent the The schoolbag swayed from side to side because of his fast running.

"Zhong Yijia, don't go so fast, just wait...wait for me."

"Song Mingyu, hurry up, it's almost eight o'clock. Hurry up, hurry up." The boy in front followed the sound and stopped anxiously, standing still and waiting for Song Mingyu.

At this time, a tall and big figure flew past him, causing the strap of his schoolbag to shake.

"I'm sorry, classmate, I'm in a hurry." Le Chenhao ran forward, turned his head and said to Zhong Yijia who was almost bumped by him behind him.

However, at the moment when they looked at each other like this, there seemed to be a strange warm current passing through the depths of Le Chenhao's heart, the time was too short, he was in a hurry to go to the classroom, so he naturally ignored it.

Then, without waiting for Zhong Yijia to react, he continued to run forward, and after a while he turned a corner and disappeared.

"Zhong Yijia, wait, wait." Song Mingyu finally ran to Zhong Yijia's side, half bent and propped up his knees, panting heavily.

"It's almost there, hold on, or we'll really be late." Before Zhong Yijia finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled Song Mingyu and ran towards the classroom again.

Two minutes later, the two sweating profusely, just before a middle-aged man who seemed to be the head teacher stepped into the classroom, they sat down in the empty corner of the classroom in fear.

Because they arrived too late, the two couldn't sit together, so they had to find similar empty seats to sit down.

"Hi students, I am Zhao Yingnan, your homeroom teacher. In the next year, I will accompany you all the time before you choose arts and sciences in the second year of high school. I hope we have a happy cooperation." About 35 years old Zhong A slightly bald young man walked to the podium with a serious expression.

The crowd in the classroom, which was originally bustling, fell silent in an instant.

"Okay, let's start with this classmate and introduce myself." The head teacher pointed to a girl in the first row by the window on the left, and motioned her to get up.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Zhao Meng. I'm from Class A Middle School (3). Nice to meet you." The girl got up obediently, looked straight ahead and said.

After she sat down, her deskmate got up one by one and introduced themselves one by one.

At first when everyone introduced, other students in the class responded very flatly, but when a girl in the third row stood up and introduced herself, the boys in the class suddenly became excited.

"Hi everyone, my name is An Ning."

With just a few words, before she was seated, the boys and girls around started talking in low voices:

"Wow, it's really great that the school beauty in A is in our class."

"What does it have to do with you? I don't even look at your virtue."

"Tch, it's okay to look good."

"You just have to wait and see from a distance. It's not like Zhong Yijia. I heard that when he was in A, he had a good relationship with An Ning."

Zhong Yijia, who happened to hear this in the fifth row: "?????"

Since when did he have a good relationship with An Ning?

"Hey, I just said that your boy has an unusual relationship with An Ning, and you still lied to me. Look, everyone knows it." Song Mingyu covered his mouth and secretly laughed twice, looking at Zhong Yijia across the aisle, with treacherous eyes Xi's.

"Shut up." Zhong Yijia was speechless, this kid always loves to make trouble.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, the surrounding students looked at Zhong Yijia one after another, and immediately listed him as a hostile target.

Who is this guy? Not only does he rank first in his studies every year, but he's also so damn handsome.On weekdays, they needed to buy snacks to please the girls, and when they arrived at Zhong Yijia's place, they handed over the snacks they bought to them within minutes.

"So you are Zhong Yijia." At this time, Zhong Yijia's deskmate, Le Chenhao, dragged his chin with one hand, and secretly glanced at the classmates who continued to introduce themselves in the class, and saw that there was still some time before them. , then looked at the back of the head at the same table with a smile and said.

Zhong Yijia turned around when he heard the words, just in time to meet Le Chenhao's eyes.

For a moment, the moment their eyes met, Le Chenhao's heart beat suddenly accelerated.

"Hello." Zhong Yijia smiled and nodded at the tablemate, as a greeting.

"Hello, I heard that you study very well, and I will rely on you to cover the back." Le Chenhao clasped his fists and whispered to Zhong Yijia.

At this time, it was the turn of the surrounding students to introduce themselves, and the two stopped chatting.

But in Le Chenhao's heart, he was glad that Zhong Yijia was his deskmate.After all, he has never been interested in studying, but in order to avoid his father's stick education, he had to bite the bullet and work hard for two months, and finally got into the experimental class of High A with his grades.

So, how can you not hug the thigh of the first grader?

"Okay, Le Chenhao, you come to be the temporary class monitor and lead a few students to the Academic Affairs Office to move books." The class teacher's loud voice rang out after the last classmate finished introducing himself.

Le Chenhao was stunned for a moment, then patted Zhong Yijia on the shoulder, and casually ordered a few male classmates, and walked out of the classroom together.

The girls on both sides of the aisle watched several tall and handsome boys go out together, happily biting each other's ears, and felt that the experimental class of High A was not all deformed potatoes. In the next year, life will definitely not It's too hard.

Not long after, after the books were distributed, the homeroom teacher casually explained a few things to note, including the use of the meal card and the arrangement of the dormitory, considering that the military training would officially start the next day, and then asked everyone to disband.

Le Chenhao originally wanted to ask Zhong Yijia which dormitory's condoms were close to something, but before he could open his mouth, Song Mingyu, who was across the aisle, lay down on his desk with a begging look on his face:

"Classmate, can I change seats with you? Zhong Yijia and I are good friends, and I want to sit with him."

"Huh? But, Zhong Yijia and I are also good friends, and I want to sit with him too." Le Chenhao smiled, patted Zhong Yijia who was dazed, and left the classroom first.

"When did you have another good friend? I don't even know him at all." Song Mingyu pouted, and questioned Zhong Yijia with some displeasure.

"About... half an hour ago?"

....................................

Le Chenhao walked to the dormitory alone and found that his roommate's bed had already been made, which meant that after he left yesterday afternoon, his roommate must have come to the dormitory one day in advance to make up the bed or something.

If I had known, he would have left a little late yesterday, maybe he could meet a new roommate.

However, it's not too late to get to know each other now, since they must be in their class anyway.

At this time, Song Mingyu's big fat face suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help shivering: "It's better not to be this guy."He was really afraid of being with the fat man, it wasn't rejection, but once he stayed with the fat man for a longer time, he would be affected by it involuntarily, and he would become a big fat man too.This is a lesson learned through blood and tears.

Then, Zhong Yijia's handsome face overtook the fat one, filling his thoughts: Well, this one is pretty good.There is a hint of cuteness in the handsome features, and the grades are really good.It's really the best choice.

Before he could think about it, the phone in his pocket rang.Le Chenhao picked up the phone, saw that it was his sister, and sighed silently.

His sister is fine in everything, the only embarrassing thing is...

"Hurry up, Jianghu emergency. So-and-so bar." A nice female voice came from the other end of the phone.After hearing this, Cole Chenhao could only frown helplessly.

"Okay, okay, send me the address, and go right away." Le Chenhao went out while talking on the phone, just like that, and staggered past Zhong Yijia who was walking back to the dormitory, face to face.No one cared who the person who just passed by was, so naturally they didn't know that the two of them were actually each other's roommates.

While Zhong Yijia and Song Mingyu were chatting, they came to the 319 dormitory where Le Chenhao was staying just now.

"Ah? Your roommate didn't come? I still want to discuss with your roommate and change the dormitory with him." Song Mingyu sat down on Zhong Yijia's desk and chair, causing a small disturbance.

"Brother, do you want to consider losing weight? I'm really afraid that this chair won't be strong." Zhong Yijia stared at the little fat man with a sincere expression.

"Okay, I'll go back to the dormitory and take a nap. When your roommate comes back, send me a message." The little fat man hates people telling him to lose weight, and Zhong Yijia can't do it.

That night, Le Chenhao couldn't get back to the dormitory in time because of a drinking fight with his sister's suitor.Naturally, Song Mingyu didn't see Zhong Yijia's roommate, took a full afternoon nap, bought a lot of snacks, and planned to bribe his good brother's roommate but failed.

In the early morning of the next day, from a distance, the playground was covered in darkness, and everyone was wearing a newly issued camouflage uniform, standing upright in line.The instructor in the first grade (10) asked the students to report the number, but after reporting three times in a row, they found that one student was missing.

Just as he was wondering, when the instructor was about to report his name and asked the students to call "arrival" to check which student did not come, Le Chenhao, who was sweating profusely and out of breath, hurried over.

"Report."

A loud shout disturbed the students in line, including his deskmate and roommate Zhong Yijia.

"Why did you go? Don't you know what day it is today? Do 50 push-ups, and then run around the playground ten laps." The instructor was angry and felt that the students who didn't come didn't respect him. Coincidentally, this classmate He hit the gun himself.

Of course, the most important thing was that my family had lost his temper again last night, and he himself was not in a good mood.

"Ah? No, please forgive me, instructor. I had diarrhea this morning, so I just..." Le Chenhao collapsed when he heard the punishment, panting heavily while grieving, He moved two steps closer to the instructor to beg for mercy.

"Okay, don't do it again next time." The instructor saw that the student's attitude of admitting his mistakes was okay, and he knew that he was in a bad mood so he would be punished harder, so he nodded downhill, but, not yet. When Le Chenhao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to return to the team, the instructor spoke again:

"I don't need to run for the time being, 50 push-ups, let's do it first."

Le Chenhao: "?????"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like