moon star clear

torture your soul.

A rebellious student like Mu Chen, who is not afraid of anything, is most afraid of this ghost named Duan.

His seat is in the last row, the third row from the door, very close to the back door. According to the usual habits of everyone, the back door is usually not locked. If he sneaks in, he may not be found.

And his seat at the same table is vacant, so Jiang Hao can sneak in.

"Hey, I'll pat you on the arm later, and you will sneak in through the back door with me."

"Not from the front?"

"You're stupid, aren't you looking for abuse by going in from the front? Listen to me, that's right."

Seeing Lao Duan turn around again, Mu Chen twisted the handle of the back door with his hands as lightly as possible, and his legs were ready to go, ready to rush in the first second the door opened.

"Crack-"

The door lock rattled loudly.

But the door didn't open.

This time, Mu Chen was really stupid.

Oops, miss... miscalculation.

At the moment when the loud noise came out, everyone in the classroom was looking at the back door. Mu Chen's face was just exposed behind the glass. After 0.05 seconds of silence, loud laughter broke out, hitting the roof trembling.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, but it was completely covered by the roar of laughter from class (6).

Mu Chen's face was as red as a ripe persimmon in autumn, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

But Lao Duan didn't wait for him to be embarrassed, rushed out from the front door and carried him to the office of the Political and Education Department.

The director of the political and educational department was not there again, so he once again assumed the responsibility of educating students on behalf of the political and educational department.

"I saw that you didn't come in the morning. I called your mother and she said she didn't know where you were. Do you know how worried you are as an adult? You still want to sneak in through the back door. You are very clever, aren't you? Just I don't use this little cleverness in my studies, do you understand what it means to be 'young and not hardworking, the boss is sad'..."

Listening to the old Duan's long speech, Mu Chen, who is a frequent visitor to the office, knew that no one could interrupt him at this time, so he could only cater to him with "yes yes yes" and "yes yes yes".

"Ghost... bah... Teacher Duan, I'm sorry, I was delayed by something in the morning, I didn't mean to be absent from class, I'm sorry."

Seeing Mu Chen pretending to admit his mistake obediently, Jiang Hao, who followed him into the office, had an imperceptible smile on his lips.

"A 3000-word self-criticism, and, these days, stand up in class for me. If you can't write it, you won't be allowed to sit down!"

"twitter……"

Mu Chen left the office of the Political and Education Department, and Jiang Hao was left by Gui Jianchou to talk about things.

The end of the second class in the afternoon is relatively long, and there is still a period of time before class after listening to a large section of lectures.

Seeing Mu Chen, who was always sunny, return to his seat dejectedly with a heavy punishment, Sun Ziming, who was sitting in the first row by the window, ran over shaking his rich flesh.

Sun Ziming is Mu Chentie's buddy, he is humorous and sincere, and has a good temper. Everyone usually calls him "grandson" jokingly, and he is never annoyed. They also like to talk to him.

"How is it, brother Chen, what did the old Duan punish again?"

"A 3000-word self-criticism, and a standing penalty." Mu Chen said listlessly.

"Brother, I want to open up. You used to write a lot of 2000 words, and your writing experience is definitely enough. If you can't, there are buddies who will help you polish it."

Mu Chen grabbed the book at hand and waved it at Sun Ziming's big round face, pretending to hit him, and said, "Come on, you, just help me polish your composition with a score of thirty or so all the year round? No?" Just give me a speech problem."

Sun Tzuming hid back, pretending to beg for mercy, "Don't do it, brother Chen, I dare not, can't you do it if you don't dare, your writing is the best in the world, especially the writing of the review book, you can find it all over the solar system." No one stronger than you!"

Mu Chen couldn't help laughing when he heard this nonsense.

Seeing that he was amused, Sun Ziming ran back to his seat laughing.

Although the way is a bit rustic, this kind of simple comfort can always make Mu Chen feel the warmth from friendship.

As soon as Sun Ziming left, the class monitor Zhou Yue who was at the same table with him came over.

"Mu Chen, are you okay this morning? The old class didn't see you this morning, so I asked a few classmates who usually have a good relationship with you, and then went to the concierge to ask, and finally called your mother. Her face was dark all morning. It made us afraid to ask him questions."

"It's nothing, something has been delayed."

"It's fine. Why aren't you wearing your school uniform today?"

"Uh...the school uniform was accidentally splashed with oil yesterday, and it's still not dry after washing."

"Then be careful, don't let the instructor see and deduct our class assessment points."

"Ah."

"Oh, by the way, a transfer student is coming to the class today. The old class said he would report in the morning, but now it's past four in the afternoon, and he hasn't come yet. Now I don't know when he will come. In short, he is When you come, you cooperate with everyone to welcome, that’s it, nothing more.”

"Okay sir, everything is subject to the arrangement of the organization!" He said and made a gesture of standing at attention and saluting.

Zhou Yue was amused by his appearance, and said that if you really obeyed the organization's arrangements, you wouldn't be looking for you.

After Zhou Yue left, Ding Si, who was sitting in front of her, turned around and said to him in a low voice like a female spy: "Hey, have you heard about the transfer student who is coming to our class?"

What is "also", is it possible that I haven't heard of it?

The status in the world is not guaranteed...

"Ah... know a little... what did you hear?"

"Tch——I saw that you didn't hear about it, so you blocked the "organization" again? This time I caught you."

In addition to the class group with the teacher, the (6) class cubs who were deeply "persecuted" by ghosts and sorrows established a WeChat group under the leadership of Ding Si, the number one gossip lover, in order to escape the "monitoring". The group name is "Anti-Radar Anti-Detection Organization". The news in the group is 99+ every day. The content of the chat is gossip, entertainment gossip, and homework "discussion". It is like a group of little sparrows gathered together, cute and annoying .

Mu Chen is very popular, has many news channels, and doesn't like gossip and copying homework. He joined this group only because of his friendship with Ding Si in junior high school and high school for three and a half years. I was forced to send a few messages, but I didn't care much about it. I didn't expect that this group really had messages that I couldn't collect.

"Forget it, I know you don't like that group, just block it if you block it, let me tell you, the classmate who is going to be transferred from our class is a boy..."

Of course I know it's a boy, I've seen it all before.

Mu Chen complained in his heart.

"It is said that he is super handsome!"

Well, he's quite handsome, but he's not as good as my grandpa.

"A reliable source revealed that this handsome guy came back from the UK. I heard that he came from a good background. He was specially recruited by the Computer Department of University C in the UK to study with a well-known professor! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The standard tall, rich and handsome!"

Mu Chen was stunned.

"What's the matter? Are you stupid or am I stupid? If people really have such good conditions, why do they come to our small class in this small school? What do they say they are learning computers? Come to our liberal arts class? Who can't think about it that much? Ah, got kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"Oh, what do you know about a straight man of steel? Maybe our class has his childhood sweetheart, Bai Yueguang? Everyone searched for him thousands of times, and when I looked back, he was in the Political and Education Office of No. sweet!"

What a mess, I've read too many romance novels... How is it possible, it's more reliable to say that I came to Liucheng to see the scenery.

"Who do you say is the straight man of steel? If the old Duan knew that you quoted the ancient poems he taught, he would punish you for copying them a hundred times."

Ding Si's eyes widened suddenly, and he covered his mouth that could fit an egg with his hands.

"Why don't you, I'll just make a joke of the old Duan, and you're so scared?"

Ding Si took down one hand and waved it, indicating "it's not because of this", and then pointed a finger towards his back right.

Mu Chen turned around and looked in the direction she pointed.

He turned around so quickly that he didn't realize there was someone behind him.

The air became thinner in an instant, and Mu Chen's forehead brushed against a person's high nose bridge, and there seemed to be a cool and soft touch near the eyebrows.

However, it was only for a moment, before Mu Chen could react, that person backed away.

It's Jiang Hao.

The air froze for a moment, which seemed extremely subtle.

Mu Chen decided to say something to break the awkward atmosphere.

"That..." | "I'm sorry."

The two spoke at almost the same time, their voices intertwined, and each other's timbres were indistinguishable from each other in the ambiguous air.

They turned their faces away in unison.

"Ah, ah, brother Chen, did you know this handsome guy before?"

"I don't know, I just met today."

"It seems that my news is all right, really handsome."

Mu Chen understood why this guy opened his mouth so wide just now.

Sure enough, girls now look at their faces.

"Brother Chen, don't you feel a sense of crisis?"

"What?" Mu Chen really didn't feel the need for a sense of crisis.

"School grass status."

Mu Chen rolled his eyes: "Is he as handsome as me?"

Ding Si rolled his eyes even bigger: "Cut, I don't have any self-knowledge."

After talking with Ding Si, Mu Chen found Jiang Hao standing at the same table as him.

"What did the old Duan tell you?"

"Some things about transferring schools. Let me sit here. Also, I will stand with you."

"Punishment to stand? Why..." Just as Mu Chen was about to ask, the class bell rang untimely, covering his voice.

Jiang Hao stands