Number one!Sankeng school belle is not white moonlight

The school bell rang.

Without warning, it exploded right next to Su Xiang's ear, colorful and colorful, and also blew all of Su Xiang's thoughts to pieces, making a mess.

At this moment, Su Xiang, who was at a loss, completely stayed where he was.

It seemed out of place but appropriate to the students running around with fried buns in their mouths and curled-up books.

In the end, Su Xiang met the message from the hot girl unexpectedly, like a sudden bell for class, without any warning, it just pierced into Su Xiang's pupils.

It wasn't until the screen went black after the standby time that Su Xiang gradually came to his senses and found that he seemed to have been standing there stupidly for a long time.

She raised her head so that her blood flow and breathing could be smoother, instead of being completely blocked by the news of the pupil earthquake right now, causing her blood to flow backwards and her breathing difficult.

All the surrounding buildings that were suspended due to the noise finally fell from the endless noise and returned to silence.

It's like returning to the era when the laws of nature ruled life and death.

Su Xiang took a deep breath and felt his thinking gradually become clearer, then unlocked the phone again.

Looking at the dialog box with the hot girl, the last sentence he sent was split into sentences that he knew every word but was unfamiliar when combined.

"Could it be Yun Che you're talking about?"

Su Xiang stared at the word "Yunche" for a long time, and suddenly felt that these two words were so far away from her, so far away that she could never catch up with them; at the same time, she felt that these two words were so close, It was so close that it felt like a thorn was stuck in his throat, and he was hesitant to speak.

Su Xiang looked at the text bubble sent by the hot girl, and really didn't understand it very well.

Because in her opinion, the "that person" that she didn't say, her extremely boring and insinuating metaphor, in fact, is already clearly implying that that person is Gu Yunche.

If that person wasn't Gu Yunche, who else could it be?

Could it be said that the hot girl is really an old sea king, and she is not the only one who is looking for her?

The more Su Xiang thought about it, the bigger his head became, but he didn't know how to respond even if he thought it was a mess of wool.

She couldn't blame and judge the Spice Girls' style of doing things, because that was his personal thing after all, and it really had nothing to do with her in the end, even though they did have a good relationship.

However, Su Xiang also felt that if the hot girl stepped on many boats and raised a large fishpond, she felt that this was not only unfair to Gu Yunche, but raised to the level of the moral bottom line .

Thinking of such an empty and clichéd word "morality", Su Xiang shook his head, feeling ridiculous.

After all, she never thought of herself as an incarnation of justice, at most she was a martyr of utopia, an extremist who could do nothing for the freedom she pursued.

Hey.

From this point of view, what qualifications does the paranoid self have to blame the Spice Girls?

Crazy all crazy.

The whole society has become a sick funeral factory, with defective and shoddy products after mass production and high-end processing.

Having said that, although Su Xiang, who also considers himself "not a normal person", feels that before a matter is really concluded, he cannot stand on the moral high ground to judge others' actions anyway.

But in any case, she has to figure out the truth of the matter by herself.

Until the last time when Su Xiang slipped into the classroom through the back door, he felt that the mess in his heart was more important.

Even if the Mediterranean teacher who is like a high school head teacher, what and where he said on the podium, or whether he was named, is not as important as she has to figure out the ambiguous relationship between the two people now.

Because, even if her noble Niu Huluxiang really just made a wrong payment in the end, she can't give up the path of pursuing the truth just because of this little setback! !

Oh truth, what a fascinating truth!Look at how furry it feels! !And that charming aroma!Su Xiang narcissistically covered his heart.

After all, Grandpa Ma guided them with the radiance above his head a hundred years ago. An undiscovered truth is like a new thing. Compared with the power of the old thing, it is always weak, pitiful and helpless.

However, the philosophy of materialist dialectics tells us that new things must replace old things! !

... Well, compared to the high school politics where Su Xiang was feeling a little bit, almost only leftovers of treasures, she suddenly thought of Ma Yuan, who she was in last semester.

It is the tragic situation of the class "Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxism" written in bold letters on the green cover.

Thinking back to when I was able to pass the exam, it was entirely because of the kind teacher who got her a hand.

As for his luck in passing the line, apart from "I am merciful to her stupid criticism", Su Xiang can only attribute the reason to the fact that he sent a message the day before the exam "It's so cold on the roof, teacher, I really can't go on studying." "'s emoticon package.

Because, in that dark night, the invincible Princess Xiangxiang finally realized that her tears were not made of diamonds, and she had no super power to learn the essence of Grandpa Ma's life's wisdom in one night.

Su Xiang even later felt that he was able to cross the line because the teacher felt that she was also a student of the horse academy. Ma Yuan had never experienced such a thing, and it was a great humiliation to the horse academy. Humiliated, so he took her hand with tears in his eyes.

Although Su Xiang is still ignorant until now, she doesn't quite understand why, as a history student, she can only be assigned to the School of Marxism in the end.

Oh, by the way, speaking of it this way, Su Xiang suddenly realized that he didn't even know what major she was studying.

Once he remembered the name that was so obscure that he couldn't speak it, Su Xiang couldn't help but continue to immerse himself in the frustration just now and swallowed.

She suddenly remembered that her good sister said that she was going to the South Building to attend class.

"... Nanlou, what is the specialty of Nanlou?"

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" The hot girl who was preoccupied with manicure finally couldn't help it, and pushed Su Xiang who seemed to be suffering from hysteria.

It's also a coincidence that a hot girl from a business school shouldn't be in class with Su Xiang and the others.

But we don't know, and we don't dare to ask the teachers in the Academic Affairs Office how the schedule is arranged. Anyway, they are sitting in the same classroom by chance, and even sit in the same row of seats.

Su Xiang ignored him, and still held his chin and muttered to himself, "Hey, it would be great if I went to class with my good sister."

The hot girl's eyes widened, and she stared at Su Xiang incredulously, "Look at the child being hungry, it's all mentally ill."

Seeing that the hot girl not only did not actively reflect on and confess her scumbag behavior, but even played Tai Chi with her, Su Xiang, who was already so angry, couldn't hold back the evil fire, and gritted his teeth, "Hurry up!" Shut up, scumbag!!"

It's a pity that Su Xiang's voice was too loud that day. Even the always gentle and rainy Mediterranean teacher could see her face in the last row clearly, so he almost threw the teaching aids over to make their voices quieter.

Su Xiang, who doesn't care about it, doesn't care at all whether the middle-aged bald teacher is talking about unofficial secrets or academic theories, nor does he care about his two ****-like horrified eyes, and he roughly grabs the hot girl by the collar.

In the end, in order to give the teacher some face, Su Xiang just whispered into the hot girl's ear and scolded, "Don't play tricks on me! To be honest, are you sowing seeds with multi-line operations?"

The hot girl who was originally a bit confused, became more and more baffled the more she listened to it, and waved her away, "...Go, go, go, what is going on here! Young master can't understand what you are talking about at all!"

Su Xiang's head buzzed, feeling that his fist had hardened.

Looking at the fair and clean little face of the hot girl, he tried his best to restrain the urge to beat him up.

The hot girl only thought that Su Xiang was intermittently nervous, and didn't care too much, and continued to swipe the phone screen with her elegant orchid finger, "There will be a small holiday in two days, there should be a national style birthday concert, you go No……"

Before Spice Girl could finish saying "Are you going or not", she was interrupted by the extremely irritable Su Xiang, "No."

"Hey, what's going on with you today!" the hot girl yelled.

Su Xiang felt even more aggrieved when he heard that, his eyes were like fried poached eggs, "Obviously, obviously, you already have a good sister, so why are you looking for another woman... You don't know what to do with a stinky man... I have no heart!"

Regarding Su Xiang’s plaintive speech, which sounded like a newlywed daughter-in-law, there were many students in the front row who were bored and didn’t want to attend the class. They leaned their bodies closer to the back of the seat so that they could be closer to the source of the gossip.

"What a good sister? No, what and what is it, my sister, I am not interested in women at all." The hot girl was a little speechless.

Su Xiang disapproved and wanted to continue to refute, "Then why are you still..."

She seemed to realize something suddenly, and quickly shut up.

"Would you like to go to the concert during the long holiday? I have a source of tickets, so if you don't go for nothing, you won't go for nothing."

The hot girl has no time to care about Su Xiang's teenage concerns, she still sells her concert tickets, and wants to continue to lure Su Xiang to attend the concert.

Su Xiang did not continue to delve into the topic of whether the hot girl is a scumbag or not.

She took a deep breath, and calmed down her inexplicably agitated mood, "Tell me, are you not here for the long vacation?"

The hot girl was also unambiguous, and said decisively, "You have seen it all! It is true that I am not here for the holiday, and the ticket is on the table in my dormitory. You can take it and distribute it to the cubs who want to go."

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Su Xiang couldn't hold back and cursed, "You fucking think of me as your leading brother or something, how can I get to your dormitory???"

"That's right." The hot girl seemed to have noticed the key to the problem, and scratched her chin as if she was seriously thinking about the solution.

"Oh, it's not a big deal. Don't you have a good relationship with so many brothers? It's not a big deal to pick up something, let alone like us who live together, it's convenient to pick up things. .”

Su Xiang felt his fist harden again, "Let's not mention where did you recognize so many brothers for me, do you think you are pigs, live together regardless of family??"

"Hey, almost, almost."

The hot girl waved her hand in an extremely perfunctory manner, and then she suddenly realized that something Su Xiang said seemed to be wrong, and tried to defend herself, "No, that's not what I said."

Su Xiang gave him an annoyed sideways glance, and continued lying on the table in a daze.

For this familiar and long-lost lazy sitting posture, Su Xiang recalled many, many afternoons in high school, when even the sun smelled as sweet as orange blossoms.

It seems that I can still recall that at this time, the math teacher was always on the podium, talking about solid geometry that she always thought was too abstract to understand.

At that time, she still had in her heart the tall boy who wore a white shirt under a heavy school uniform and liked to play basketball.

Outside the window is a dazed but dazzling light, very much like her dazed but dazzling youth.

Su Xiang's phone on his elbow suddenly vibrated.

The message displayed on the phone screen was actually sent by Gu Yunche.

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