Dressed as the school grass of the heartthrob [the past wears the present]

The next class is destined to be unable to attend safely, because Jiang Yun was called to the office by the head teacher.

This head teacher is the head teacher of Class [-], named Yang Yan.

But... he doesn't look good at all.

Sitting in front of the desk was a fat man with a tonnage of at least 150 jin. He was not tall, with a round face, pouty mouth, wearing a pair of square glasses, looking at him with a smile.

Jiang Yun has seen the smiles of countless people, some evil, some frivolous, some cold, but he has never seen this kind of smile, as if a piece of fat lamb was delivered to his mouth.

"Jiang Yun, do you want to come to our tenth class?" He asked kindly.

Jiang Yun nodded, "Yeah."

"Not bad! You have vision!" The head teacher stood up and patted him on the shoulder very relieved, "I believe you can also see that our tenth class is a class with great potential, and there is a lot of room for improvement."

Jiang Yun didn't know what he had to be happy about. When he knew that he was a scumbag, he might not be able to cry.

"If you really want to come, I can help you and tell the original head teacher, you just relax, study hard, and enjoy yourself in the ocean of learning in class ten..."

"Okay, teacher." Seeing that he was speaking with enthusiasm, Jiang Yun interrupted him as he didn't want to listen any more, and tried his best to squeeze out a smile of a good student.

"Okay, let's go back to class then."

Jiang Yun followed him back to the classroom, he walked to his seat, and saw Song Yu beside him was not serious about his self-study, but stared at him with straight eyes.

"How is it? Jiang Yun, did Lao Yang agree with you to stay?" Nie Wuyi on the other side asked nervously. He really wanted to be in the same class as Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun didn't answer, but Song Yu took up his words, "What else can I do? He will definitely accept Jiang Yun with joy for the sake of his higher education rate."

"Yes, our Jiang Yun is a treasure." Nie Wuyi said proudly.

"I think he has a brain!" Song Yu rolled his eyes, he looked at Jiang Yun with a smile, and asked, "Really, a cold beauty? Why did you come to our poor class without a brain?"

Jiang Yun didn't like this title. He, a big devil who killed the world, was actually called a beauty by him?

He turned his head to meet his gaze, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'm here for you, the lover of my dreams."

Song Yu's eyes were startled, how could he still remember this sentence in the dream?

He moved his eyes away in shame, and looked at the blackboard in front of him, but his words kept ringing in his ears, calling like a fly endlessly.

I'm here for you, the girl of my dreams.

Class teacher Yang Yan stood on the podium, holding his big belly and said: "Students, let us warmly welcome Jiang Yun to join our class!"

Immediately there was enthusiastic cheers in the classroom.

Lao Yang above went on to say: "There is one more thing, because the monitor before our class, he has to focus on his studies now, so he resigned. Anyone who wants to be the monitor, please raise your hand. look."

When Jiang Yun heard that he was running for squad leader, did he mean running for leader?

Besides him, Jiang Yun, who else is capable of such a heavy responsibility?

Immediately, he slapped the table and stood up.The classmates were startled by his slap, and they all turned to look at him, only to see two handsome guys standing up at the same time.

The moment the table was slammed, both Jiang Yun and Song Yu stood up.

Jiang Yun glanced over with a pair of cold eyes, how dare this brat compete with him for the position of leader!

And Song Yu didn't show any weakness at all. He looked up at Lao Yang with a smile and said, "Old Yang, this class monitor doesn't necessarily have to be someone with good academic performance. Read his book."

Jiang Yun's face turned blue when he heard the words Wenwenweiwei, and he said "vote!" and sat down domineeringly.

This link is good, everyone likes it very much, and I like doing this kind of campaign the most.

So the whole class started an anonymous voting activity. Everyone wrote the name of the candidate for the supervisor on a small note, and each person could only write one person.

"Teacher, I'll count the tickets." Nie Wuyi raised his hand proactively. He never thought it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he was most interested in this kind of thing.

"Come up." Lao Yang beckoned him up.

Nie Wuyi dragged his deskmate Wang Yang to the podium. He picked up the tickets passed by his classmates and read them one by one, while Wang Yang wrote the orthographic characters on the blackboard.

"Jiang Yun, one vote."

"Song Yu, one vote."

"Jiang Yun, one vote."

"Song Yu, one vote."

……

"Jiang Liuchen, one vote."

"Jiang Liuchen???" Nie Wuyi had a black question mark face, who is Jiang Liuchen?

Why did Jiang Liuchen mess in?

Someone must have written this indiscriminately. He squeezed the note, crumpled it into a waste ball, threw it on the desk at the other side, and said, "This ticket doesn't count, it's a waste ticket."

Looking at the two rows of long orthographic characters on the blackboard, the number of strokes in the two rows is exactly the same, Song Yu smiled with satisfaction, the Jiang Liuchen just wrote it.

There are 60 people in their class, Jiang Yun abstained from voting, and Song Yu voted Jiang Liuchen's invalid vote, so now the two votes are 29 each, just a tie.

"Won't you win if you just write your name?" Jiang Yun leaned on the chair without turning his head, just talking to Song Yu coldly.

Song Yu spun a black gel pen on the table with his hand, and the pen spun smoothly, with the same arrogant look, he said, "I'm happy, I'm happy, can you control me?"

When Jiang Han heard this, he opened the table and stood up, staring at Song Yu with a murderous expression.

No one dared to talk to him like this before, this kid really deserves a beating!

The students rushed to persuade them to fight, and Nie Wuyi ran down from the podium as fast as he could, pulled the two of them apart, and persuaded him, "No way, no way, you're the monitor of the class, so there's no need to fight!"

Lao Yang was very worried when he saw the situation of the two of them. He originally wanted Jiang Yun to be the monitor and Song Yu the deputy monitor, but seeing their posture now, they might still have to fight.

He had no choice but to say: "Well then, since you all want to be monitors so much, let each of you be the monitor for a day."

"One person for one day? Can it still be like this?"

Song Yu gently twisted Jiang Yun's hand away with his fingers, pulled him down to sit down, and then enthusiastically straightened the table for him, "Jiang Yun's name is Liu Chen, since you care so much about the position of monitor, then I'll let you be the first one today."

"Okay, everyone is quiet, the class leader's matter is settled like this. And you should prepare in advance for the exam tomorrow." The head teacher walked back to the podium and said.

"what???"

"take an exam???"

"A test on the second day of school?"

The class teacher knocked on the desk with a blackboard eraser, trying to suppress the restless voice, and said in a deep voice: "Quiet and quiet! Students, you will be in the third year of high school this year. You have to learn to get used to things like exams."

"Well, Jiang Yun, you are the class monitor today, so come and collect the mobile phones of the students." The class teacher took out a big bag from nowhere, it seems that he came prepared.

"Ah? Do you want to put away your phone?" Everyone wailed.

"In the third year of high school, things like mobile phones are absolutely not allowed in the classroom. If I find out that any of you secretly hide your mobile phone, please ask your parents." The head teacher said very loudly, suppressing the upsurge below with his own voice. live.

Jiang Yun went to the front to take the bag from the homeroom teacher. It was a big red bag with Wangzai Milk written on it, and a small human head was drawn on it. It looked like he had brought it out from home.

Holding that funny bag, Jiang Yun suddenly felt a little regretful, what is the use of him snatching the position of squad leader?

This has nothing to do with the domineering and mighty he imagined. No matter how you look at it, you feel like a handyman serving the people.

He started to collect the mobile phone from the front row, and the head teacher stood on it to watch. Under his piercing eyes, the students honestly put the mobile phone into the bag, and wailed as they put it away.

When it was Nie Wuyi's turn in the last row, he kept blinking at Jiang Han, "Squad leader, I don't have a cell phone, and my mother won't let me bring it to school."

"I believe you are a ghost." Song Yu tilted his head and said, he threw his mobile phone into Jiang Yun's bag, and threw it so consciously and calmly.

Jiang Yun skipped them and walked to the other side of the aisle. Nie Wuyi gave Jiang Yun a grateful expression, and Song Yu reminded him, "Sir, you seem to have forgotten to collect your own mobile phone."

Jiang Yun turned around when he heard the words, and said innocently: "My mother doesn't let me bring my mobile phone."

Song Yu: "...I believe in the ghosts of you two."

"Dingling..." The moment the get out of class bell rang, the whole class was boiling.

"Jiang Yun really transferred to our class?"

"Jiang Yun has really transferred to our class!"

"The two major school grass gathered in our class? No way!"

……

All the girls in the class were looking back, not only that, girls from other classes also ran over, poking their heads inward from the balcony.

Jiang Yun touched his face, feeling confused, it was still the same face, why didn't girls admire him when he was a big devil?

Now after coming to this world, all you need to do is sit in such aloof manner, and a lot of girls will cast their warm gazes on you.

It's amazing.

At this moment, a girl with waist-length hair came up to him and asked angrily, "Jiang Yun, why didn't you reply to my message?"

Jiang Yun raised his eyes and glanced at her, but his eyes stayed on her long black hair. The person who came was He Jiaran, the class flower of their class.She is tall and slender, with long black hair hanging down to her waist, making her extremely gentle.

"Do I know you?" He asked hesitantly.

"Pfft!" Nie Wuyi next to him couldn't help laughing, and he said to the girl, "I mean junior girl, why did we, Jiang Yun, reply to your message? Are you familiar with each other?"

"He's my boyfriend, do you know him well?" He Jiaran raised his chin and said proudly.

"Boyfriend?" Nie Wuyi stood up in surprise.

Not only Nie Wuyi was shocked, but Song Yu next to him was also shocked, and those classmates inside and outside were also shocked.

It seems that except for Jiang Yun himself, no one here is not surprised.There is only one reason why he is not surprised, that is, he doesn't even know what boyfriend means.

"I'm the first one not to believe it." Nie Wuyi said.He knows exactly who Jiang Yun is, and it is absolutely impossible to fall in love. His mind is only studying, and it is impossible to fall in love.

Song Yu next to him also joined in the excitement: "I am second."

He Jiaran let out a "hum", took out his mobile phone, opened the button, clicked on the chat interface with Jiang Yun, and put it on the table for them to see.

"You didn't hand in your phone!" Nie Wuyi was shocked again.

He Jiaran rolled his eyes at him, "If you didn't pay it, you didn't pay it. Didn't you also pay it?"

There are indeed two chat records on the phone, which can prove that they are boyfriend and girlfriend.

He Jiaran's profile picture said: "Senior, let's date."

And Jiang Yun's avatar replied: "Okay."

The time display is three days ago.