Good brother, your design is broken

The next day, North High School started.

In the classroom of Class 8, Grade [-], a stocky figure was bouncing up and down.

"Show me what is written? Oh~ my dear Xue Jie, you are like a piece of soft snow, breaking into my eyelashes... Damn, Sun Xiaopang is a great contemporary writer!" A boy held a draft book , recite the above text with emotion.

"give me back!"

Sun Xiaopang rushed over, but before he could grab it, the book was in the hands of another person.

The man gave a thumbs up after reading it: "This literary talent is really invincible. If the bookstore doesn't have your book, I will smash the bookstore."

The draft book full of the boy's thoughts was circulated all over the sky, and Sun Xiaopang's simple and honest face was flushed red, weak, pitiful and helpless.

And Xue Jie, a talented girl from Class 8, sat quietly by the side, with a dark face, doing the questions, trying to put on an appearance of staying out of the matter.

The draft book flew to the door of the classroom and was grabbed by someone.

The originally noisy classroom was silent for a moment, and then there was a small commotion.

Damn it, Ling Lang came to class on time!

Not only that, but his hair was neatly cut, and he looked like a normal student except that he was not wearing a school uniform.

You know, he broke the record at the end of last semester, missed a whole week of classes, and didn't even come to the winter vacation cram school!

Ling Lang glanced at the confession written in the notebook, and asked, "Whose is it?"

Seeing such an embarrassing thing by the male god, Xue Jie's pretty face flushed, and her high-hanging appearance finally loosened. She was about to intercept it with her own hands, but Sun Xiaopang ran forward and took the draft Book.

"My, mine, thank you Brother Lang."

Xue Jie had no choice but to grit her teeth and sit down, thinking that she would be ashamed in front of Ling Lang, she and Sun Xiaopang would never end!

In the attention ceremony of the whole class, Ling Lang walked slowly to the last row, looked at the tables, chairs and benches covered with three layers of dust, and frowned slightly.

Seeing this, the skinny black boy with thick-rimmed glasses sitting in the first few rows immediately picked up a tissue and rushed over to wipe the dust for Ling Lang. Ling Lang didn't give him a chance to finish wiping.

"You can't do it when it's time for you. The disgusting person is No. 1. Hurry up and get away, don't pollute the air in Brother Wolf's seat."

Xu Tu, who was one step late, put a curse on the boy's shoulder, trying to push him away, but Ling Lang stopped him with his eyes.

The black and thin boy is Luo Yiheng, a good student in the traditional sense, a firm supporter of school discipline and rules, showing people with his nostrils all day long, and hitting anyone who doesn't like it.

Originally, he was a person who could not get along with Ling Lang, but one day he got mixed up with social youths. When he was being beaten, Ling Lang happened to bump into him, and immediately hugged Ling Lang's thigh for help.

The next day, Ling Lang was criticized by the school for fighting outside the school, and he was given a major demerit.

The first person involved, Luo Yiheng, shrank his head in fear. Xu Tu, who was only able to investigate the situation a week later, pressured him to go to the school for clarification.

Since entering the classroom, Ling Lang has always had an indifferent face, with his hands in his pockets, turned his head to look at the scenery outside the back door for a while, and after Luo Yiheng finished wiping the dust, he sat down on the chair directly, with no place for his two legs. The long legs placed tightly pressed against the edge of the table.

The front row moved the stool forward and then moved it again.

After Ling Lang took his seat, Luo Yiheng stood aside awkwardly and wanted to speak, but Xu Tu mercilessly shooed him away.

Xu Tu sat back on the seat diagonally in front of him and looked at Ling Lang with surprise on his face: "Brother Lang, why didn't you say hello in advance when you came to class? It was so sudden."

Ling Lang threw a ball of dirty paper over and said, "I still have to report to you when I go to school."

Xu Tu: "Hey, Hou Sijie and I will welcome you."

Ling Lang: "Stop engaging in formalism."

Boss Ling said so, in fact, he himself came to welcome Chi Yang, so he arrived at the classroom on time for the first time.

Half a minute later, the loudspeaker in the class rushed into the classroom in a hurry, his face and facial features almost took off with excitement: "Report--our class is going to have a new student!"

The other students were also excited: "New classmate? Male or female?"

"Men, men, big and tall."

"Handsome!"

The big trumpet scratched his head: "Uh, it's too high, so I couldn't see it clearly."

Everyone let out voices of disappointment, but they were full of expectations for the new students, especially the girls.

In today's unfair world, there are a lot of beauties, but handsome men are hard to find.

In short, even if the height reaches the standard, he is half a handsome guy.

When Lao Liu, the head teacher, led Chi Yang into the classroom, he was obviously taken aback when he saw Ling Lang actually in the class.

In fact, at the beginning, Ling Lang entered Bei Gao with the top three scores in the high school entrance examination in the area. At first, he was assigned to be a student committee member because of his good grades. As a result, he took the lead in not handing in homework in the first week of school.

Not only that, but he also tore up the homework of "a certain classmate" in the class, and the pieces were scattered downstairs in the teaching building. The specific reason is unknown.

However, due to the unfathomable family background of "a certain classmate", he bullied boys and girls all day long at the beginning of school, and he was so domineering that everyone knew it. As soon as this incident happened, [-] versions of the hero were spread in an instant.

But no matter how it is spread, the final conclusion is the same: eliminate harm for the people.

It was this earth-shattering tear that not only made Ling Lang famous in Beigao, but also became a thorn in the side of Lao Liu's headache for nearly two years.

Since there are acquaintances in the Ling family and the principal of Beigao are good friends, the school can only tolerate it again and again in the spirit of not giving up any flowers of the motherland.

However, Ling Lang is a little different from the bad students in other classes—he never disturbs other students in class, and usually just skips class or sleeps.

This made Lao Liu's migraine less severe.

Old Liu knocked on the podium: "Everyone, we have a new student in Class 8, Grade [-] this semester..."

The last two words were mercilessly drowned in the commotion below the podium.

No wonder the big speaker said that he couldn't see the face clearly. The altitude and the long legs are too superior!

"My name is Chi Yang, please take care of me."

The rising sun slanting in from outside the door was half blocked by the tall bridge of the nose. Chi Yang stood at the junction of light and shadow, nodded slightly, and showed a warm smile in the spring light, blowing the hearts of all the girls in the class and even some boys.

Ling Lang sat in the back row, resting his head lazily, wondering why he was wearing glasses today.

Old Liu raised his head and patted Chi Yang's shoulder: "Chi Yang, there is only one vacant seat left in the classroom, just make it up first."

Class 8 originally had 53 students, and the vacated seat was next to Ling Lang.

God knows how many girls would dream of sitting at the same table with Ling Lang, but Ling Lang seemed to be allergic to people by nature, insisting on sitting alone.

Everyone felt that Comrade Liu was playing with fire.

Did he think handsome guys would be an exception?

too naive!

So, from the podium to the corner of the back row, Chi Yang's long legs walked a short distance into the runway that attracted much attention.With his schoolbag hanging on one shoulder, he stretched out his hand to Ling Lang who was sitting on the seat: "Hello, new deskmate."

Just when everyone waited with bated breath, convinced that the school bully would never give face to this elegant and handsome guy who was as handsome as him, Ling Lang stretched out a finger and touched Chi Yang's hand expressionlessly.

Yes, handsome guys can be an exception.

After Chi Yang sat down smoothly, Old Liu, who was playing with fire, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, clapped his hands and said, "Everyone looks at me, it's time for class, the textbook has turned to the first unit."

The rear is so handsome, I can't get enough of it, who wants to see you, old Liu!

Everyone turned their heads reluctantly.

Chi Yang took out the language books from his schoolbag, but saw Ling Lang sitting there motionless in a daze, his eyes were empty like he was meditating.

He asked, "Where are your textbooks?"

Ling Lang lay down on the desk directly, ignoring him.

He touched Ling Lang with his knee under the desk.

Still ignore him.

"We slept together yesterday, so we don't know each other today?" Chi Yang squinted his eyes and kept his voice extremely low.

1 minute later.

"Aren't you trying to pretend you're not familiar with me?" Ling Lang buried his face in his arms, his tone was dull.

Well, losing your temper can be regarded as a kind of management.

Chi Yang took the initiative to reconcile with the kid who didn't have a sense of humor in his heart.

The weather is fine today, the sun has dyed Ling Lang's black hair golden, it looks fluffy, very warm and well-behaved.

Chi Yang took a look at the hair on the top of his head, and the half of his white and thin neck exposed to the sun. During the whole class, there was a comfortable arc around his lips.

When get out of class was over, Lao Liu had just left on his front feet, and a group of people surrounded Chi Yang on his back feet, mostly girls.

A classmate asked: "Chi Yang, how tall are you?"

Chi Yang smiled and said, "190."

"Chi Yang, are your eyes born with colored contact lenses?"

Chi Yang continued to smile: "Naturally."

"Chi Yang, are you a mixed race or a minority?"

"Chi Yang, can I take a photo with you and post it on Moments?"

"Chi Yang..."

"stop fighting."

Ling Lang, who had slept for a class, raised his head, his broken hair drooped in front of his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was full of shock.

The sparrows who were chirping just now became little quails in an instant.

After all, it was the new handsome guy who made them drift away, forgetting that Ling Lang hated others disturbing his sleep the most.

Just when they thought the school bully was going to get angry and drive people away, Ling Lang frowned slightly: "How can you let people answer you in such a swarm? If you have questions, line up and ask them one by one."

After Ling Lang finished speaking, the "little quails" lined up in a long line in seconds, but each had a question mark above their heads.

why?

Why can Chi Yang be treated differently?

Could this be the sympathy between handsome guys?

On the first day of school, the corner where the garbage bins were discharged last in Class 8, Grade [-], turned out to be the most beautiful place in Beigao.

As soon as the break came, some people from Class 7 and Class 9 next door came to hang around the door of Class 8, twisted their necks and stretched out their hands, pretending to be stretched, but actually took the opportunity to look at the back row of Class 8.

They all want to see for themselves what is called "handsome quadratic".

During the lunch break, Chi Yang was called to the office by Lao Liu.

Old Liu brewed a cup of wolfberry health-preserving tea, and said amiably, "Student Chi Yang, how do you feel after the half-day class?"

Chi Yang nodded: "It's okay."

"Are you still used to the way of studying in domestic high schools?"

"I'll try to keep up."

After beating around the bush and caring for a long time, Lao Liu finally turned the topic to his deskmate, Ling Lang.

"This, this, our class selects seats based on grades, so it's difficult to transfer seats recently, and I can't help you for the time being." Lao Liu said with an apologetic face, "What about you, just don't hang out with Ling Lang at ordinary times, and try not to get along with Ling Lang. He has friction, he is different from you, and his character and character are a little flawed."

Chi Yang raised his eyebrows: "Has he ever stolen?"

Old Liu paused while drinking tea: "Uh...that's not true."

Chi Yang asked again: "Did he take the initiative to bully his classmates?"

Old Liu pondered for a moment, then spit out the goji berries he drank into his mouth back into the cup, and said after deliberation: "He often fights with others, it's hard to judge whether it's on his own initiative."

"Okay, thank you teacher, I'll just confirm these two points."

Chi Yang pushed his glasses, the gray-green gaze reflected from behind the thin lenses was somewhat meaningful.

Lao Liu is not stupid, he soon realized that he said "personality" seems to be a bit of a misnomer, so he hurriedly ended this topic and started to arrange accommodation for Chi Yang.

The accommodation conditions in Beigao are very good. Not only do we have four-person dorms, but we also set up a rather large campus to build student apartments, which are divided into single and double rooms. Students who rent can choose by themselves.

Chi Yang paid double the money and picked an empty double room in the building opposite to Ling Lang, facing the balcony of Ling Lang's single room, very close.

He had visually inspected it last night. Those with longer arms might be able to hold hands while standing on the balconies on both sides.

It is very convenient for him to observe and record the living habits and movements of the little wolf cubs.