Beautiful Time With You

On the first day of school, it is advisable to study, not to arrange seats.

In the early reading of the Langlang book sound and the sprint slogan before the third grade, Lin Xingchen finally stepped into this new campus that had been dreamed of countless times. It is worthy of the focus of the whole province. The campus covers an area comparable to that of a university, and the greening environment is not to mention.

From today on, she is also a member here. Thinking of this, Lin Xingchen couldn't help but raise her head and lift her chest. Think about how you will study and live on this beautiful campus in the next two years, and you will still be very excited. However, this excitement was ruthlessly wiped out in less than three minutes.

At nine o'clock, Lin Xingchen appeared in front of Zhu Yidao, the director of Yiling Middle School, holding a portfolio.

"You transferred from the sixth middle school?" Zhu Yidao asked while looking at the information.

Although his hair obviously experienced the reclamation and land reclamation plan in the Mediterranean, he was not bald at all.

"Yes, director."

Zhu Yidao continued to read through the file and asked, "Because of good study?"

Lin Xingchen shook his head a little bit embarrassed, and even smirked with a guilty conscience: "My average score is because the national composition contest won the award, and I was awarded the qualification to send your school."

Hearing this, Zhu Yidao put down his file and asked, "Then do you know, what kind of middle school is Yiling Middle School?"

Lin Xingchen worked hard to develop her ingenuity, trying to find a few neat, idiomatic idioms in the vast sea of ​​words, but unfortunately, she was nervous and failed.

"Good school, very good!"

There are a few black lines hanging down on Zhu Yidao's face. It is reasonable to say that the winners of the National Composition Competition should not be talking about this style of painting? Zhu Yidao cleared his throat, supported the propaganda board of the school on the table, and then proudly and proudly began to introduce: "Yiling Middle School is the province's number one high school. The annual college entrance rate is 90%, the key rate As high as 70%, there are at least 20 students admitted to Tsinghua University in Peking University in a year, and more than one hundred students have been admitted to famous foreign schools! Yiling Middle School is NO1 in a good school! "

At this time, Lin Xingchen's head was full of figures floating around, and his face was covered with circles.

"Of course, every school has undergraduates who can't pass the university exam, such as relationship householders, sports students, specialty sponsors, etc ..."

Lin Xingchen blinked, and heard the director's taunting meaning, and nodded cleverly to agree. At this time, Zhu Yidao approached Lin Xingchen and asked meaningfully: "So, you entered Yiling Middle School, and you can only have one goal in your life. What is it?"

"Admitted to Peking University Tsinghua University?"

"study hard, improve every day!"

"Guarantee!" Lin Xingchen quickly nodded like a rattle.

Zhu Yidao looked at Lin Xingchen's well-behaved look and rested, looked at the statistical table of the number of classes in each grade.

Hush. Successfully crossed the first level.

...

I heard that in every youth campus, there is such a good-looking and good-looking boy who is called school grass.

Well, it is Lu Yibai who deserved the school grass of Yiling Middle School. This guy is not only good-looking, good-looking, good in grades, good in sports, good in popularity, and five good students. The most terrible thing is that they also implement quality education, love science and technology, and robots are also doing very well.

Of course, the most widely spread myth of Lu Yibai is that he just successfully entered the campus on the first day and successfully knocked out the two seniors who had been in the battle in the school. So far, the campus forum still has his glorious record of the popularity of the whole school voting within two hours. I heard that the two seniors have never retired.

There is also the most exaggerated myth that I heard that Lu Yibai never looked at the girl for more than three seconds. If you look at him inadvertently, you will never forget the pair of "Do not be close to others" , And very clear eyes, and in retrospect, the heartbeat was covered in hustle and bustle.

Lu Yibai, he is not a high-cold male god, nor a melancholic prince, a young man, naturally natural, smiles warm and warm, and smiles is a breeze, is the kind of faint, supernatural beauty of Yan.

One sentence is very tacky, and some people have seen it for a lifetime.

But if you have ever seen Lu Yibai, a young man, you will praise it without hesitation.

At this moment, this Chengxian Lu Daoyou walked through the corridor in the crowd's attention and went straight to the first three grades of high school. As soon as she entered the class, it caused a heated discussion among the female students in the class.

"God, does the squad leader grow taller again ... The male **** is getting more and more handsome ... He turned away at the same table, and wanted to be the same table with him."

Lu Yibai took off his headphones and did not respond to the praises and comments from around him, so he took out the workbook in his schoolbag.

On the campus, there are actually a few girls and boys who hate Lu Yibai's arrogance. But to think differently, among excellent people, "excellent" has already become a habit. It's as if a good-looking child has been accustomed to praise from others since childhood. After being praised countless times, it would only symbolically thank the people who praised it, but would not feel excited. After all, excellence and good looks are facts.

Lu Yibai stood up with the exercise book in his hand, and fulfilled his duties as an excellent representative, the class leader, with the voice he could hear throughout the class.

Lu Yibai's voice was not loud but it seemed to be a thunder. They had just gathered in groups of three to five. They were chatting hotly about gossip, chatting about games, chatting about eating, drinking and having a happy holiday life. Become a job, borrow a job, copy a job, lively and enthusiastic labor scene.

There are two books that have been "deceptive" during the student years, that is, "Happy Winter Holiday" and "Happy Summer Holiday". Because of them, many people have not experienced happiness in winter and summer holidays. What they can feel is only before the start of school Two days or even the pain and despair of rushing homework.

BBS has said that the speed of copying homework at school is equal to wifi, while the speed of writing homework at home is equal to disconnection from the Internet.

This statement is brilliant and can be included in the new version of the textbook.

...

"Before flying your wings, you can reach the end of your dream, remember to keep moving forward, belong to me, belong to me, blue sky! ......"

At this time, a tall, dark-skinned boy sang the theme song of "Naruto", holding a fist-shaped microphone like the opening concert and twisting into the body.

"Don't give up, this is my endurance, my name is-Yi Mu Naruto." The boy lowered his hat and posed outending pose.

In an instant, the classroom was silent.

Looking up, the flying crow has been silenced; looking down, the goose bumps on the ground have already formed a river.

"Aren't you all conquered by my godlike voice? Sure enough, did you want to die me? Dear classmates!" The boy's expression was low and he greeted the less enthusiastic classmates enthusiastically.

"To be honest, I am very confident, but also very pitiful."

"The deeper the thought, the more unstable the voltage." The two girls whispered, whispering.

At this moment, a tall girl with a tall ponytail and a natural hair curled up behind Chen Yimu bulged her cheeks and kicked her foot towards Chen Yimu's ass.

"Want to die you? I think you want to die! Chen Yimu, I want to cut your throat as soon as I hear your singing voice. Just start the school and whisper, how, your dad hasn't beat you in three days?

Although pretending to be a kick, Chen Yimu almost fell into a bite.

"Hey, Luo Qinge, you man-in-law ..."

Before it was time to fight back, the cap on Chen Yi's wood slipped down, revealing a red curly hair like a cherry tree flower path. It turned out that this is the highlight of today's appearance.

The classroom was silent again, followed by the long-awaited "Wow--!"

"Cough ..." Chen Yimu picked up the hat in a low-key, put it on his head, and held his chin. He showed a charming and deep "evil charm smile": "Low-key and low-key. I know, very handsome."

Chen Yimu looked at Luo Qinge's mouth so that he could put an egg in his mouth, and there was a sullen expression on his face. "Did you look like you, was this handsome? Come up and say your love boldly, don't be shy."

Looking at his messy mess at most in the horned barber shop, he spent fifty hot dyed red hair, Luo Qinge shook his head and sighed, the child was really saved.

"It's hard to say a word. In short, it fits your thunder god's temperament. Thunder, you're happy." Luo Qinge couldn't help but patted Chen Yimu's shoulder and wiped away, leaving Chen Yimu awkwardly struck by thunder Pestle in place.

Unlike Chen Yimu, who is known as "Raytheon", Lu Yibai has the highest name in the universe-"Bingshan Male God". Just when the entire classroom was shrouded in scorching mental pollution, Lu Yibai was like his name-a white flower blooming in a remote valley, regardless of the thundering wailing in the ear, calm harvest The remaining "Happy Winter Holiday".

After putting all his work on the podium, Lu Yibai returned to his seat, but this time when adjusting the position of the seat, he found that the stool would always make some strange noises. Looking down, the stool had cracked legs There is a gap, it seems to be bad. Lu Yibai originally wanted to go to the schoolroom to replace the new one, but after looking at the class time, he changed the chair next to the same table that he had transferred to.

There is no one to sit anyway, just wait for a while, and then change it after class.

But no one expected that because of his inadvertent little action, Lin Xingchen became the legend of one of the four great gods in the class in the near future!