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"Hurry up! We're going to be late! Six thirty-nine! One minute to go!" In front of the teaching building of the first year of Shangyang High School, a large group of students staged a zombie attack early in the morning, standing at the door of the teaching building, wearing suits and watching Under the growl of the grade director with a watch and a loudspeaker, the group of students ran fast.

Du Minghui, the director of the first grade, is notoriously strict!If you are really punished for being late all morning, you will not be able to run away!Knowing this, the little radishheads in the first year of high school ran faster.

While checking the time on his watch, Du Minghui looked at the spectacular scene in front of him with satisfaction. Very good, Quan Dang is training for his morning jog, and he is very energetic!This group of little bastards was in a hurry... His eyes swept across the group of students, and suddenly a student caught his attention.

The slender figure in the blue and white school uniform looked extremely out of place in the chaotic crowd.Unlike the classmates who ran anxiously beside him, this 1.8-meter-five-foot-high boy who couldn't see his face put his hands in his school uniform pockets and walked towards the teaching building at a leisurely pace, turning a deaf ear to the restlessness and confusion around him. The laid-back and laid-back attitude is outrageous.

Du Minghui almost laughed out of anger.He stopped pinching his watch, put down his raised hand, and stared straight at the figure that was getting closer. He wanted to see which student was so brave that he didn't take his words seriously!

The blue and white figure got closer and closer, and Du Minghui was able to see his face clearly - this boy has quite handsome facial features, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he can be regarded as a sunny and handsome handsome guy.But that's beside the point.The point is, Du Minghui is quite familiar with this person.

"Chu Shaoyang, run faster!" All the students around ran into the teaching building, only this kid was still slow, and Du Minghui ignored the other students, and directly called out by name.

The student named Chu Shaoyang raised his head, took a look, and trotted over.

"Ah, hello, Director Du." Seeing Du Minghui's condensed expression, the black-haired boy didn't panic at all. Instead, he smiled and said without waiting for Du Minghui to speak, "I'm sorry, Director, this leg," he pointed to My legs, "I was injured playing basketball yesterday, so I can't run now." There was nothing unusual about the legs in black pants, but Chu Shaoyang's movement of running over just now was very slow.

But Du Minghui was never deceived so easily.

He has fought against this guy so many times, and he still doesn't know him?Chu Shaoyang, a notoriously underachiever in his grade, a professional accountant who came in late and left early to visit Internet cafes with poor grades, had all the other school rules that required expulsion except for smoking and fighting.It was not a day or two before being arrested by Du Minghui.To be honest, the two have played against each other quite a lot.

Oh, Du Minghui also knows another thing, that is, this guy is about 1.8 meters tall and has a good face. He is very fascinated by the little girls in his grade.There is also the title of "Single Table Male God".

It's just that this guy came up with such an excuse, so it's not easy to control... Du Minghui frowned and looked at him dissatisfied for a long while, and finally let go, "Go in, it's not an example."

"Thank you, Director Du." The black-haired boy thanked him obediently, and walked into the teaching building at a leisurely pace.

After going up two flights of stairs, Chu Shaoyang glanced back to make sure that the grade director was nowhere to be seen, so he took three strides and walked up the steps in two strides. His legs and feet walked like the wind, and he didn't look injured at all.

Striding all the way up to the fourth floor, the boy stopped and turned right directly into the class whose class number is Class 21. By this time, almost all the students in the classroom had arrived and were talking in the classroom. He passed the row of students with a calm expression. , went to the last row of the first group by the window and sat down.Unlike the whole class who has a seatmate at the same table, his seat is the only one who does not have a seatmate at the same table.

"Come up?" The boy just sat down, the boy in front turned around and looked at him jokingly, "Did you not get caught by Du Tutu?"

"How can that be?" Chu Shaoyang yawned and rubbed his eyes, "I was caught, but of course I escaped with my wit." It's not just once or twice that he has fought against Du Minghui. What is the other party thinking? Chu Shaoyang can also touch a seven seven eight eight.

"Tsk, brother, you can do it." Qi Tianyou, the boy in front of him, who is also Chu Shaoyang's roommate, laughed and patted Chu Shaoyang's shoulder, "Du Tutu also suffered from your hand, and neither of us can do it."

"Don't flatter me like that," Chu Shaoyang took out a book from the drawer and put it on the table, squinting his eyes to sleep on his arms, "You can do it if you want—by the way, I think you're going to be finished if you talk about it." gone."

"Why?" Qi Tianyou was stunned for a moment, then his arm was pulled by the girl at the same table beside him, and he was forced to turn his head - the English teacher was standing at the door, staring at him coldly and sternly.

The boy who was being targeted immediately lowered his head and read the book obediently, with all kinds of OS in his heart, Chu Shaoyang, this guy is not the first time to trick him like this!

A morning self-study passed quickly.Chu Shaoyang yawned and stood up, looking at Qi Tianyou who was in front of him turned around with an angry face, Chu Shaoyang blocked him without waiting for him to open his mouth, "I want to go out for a stroll ,together?"

"...I can't," Qi Tianyou watched anxiously as Chu Shaoyang took off his school uniform, packed up his wallet and his cell phone, and was about to go out through the back door. The topic was changed for a while. He was studying by himself, but now he was too sleepy and just wanted to catch up on sleep. This guy still has time to go out and play!

Feeling upset, Qi Tianyou still couldn't hold back and added sourly, "You've been so ruthless every day, enjoy yourself."

"Accept your auspicious words." Chu Shaoyang smiled with a calm expression, "My dream is to be the bottom one in the class, and it has been realized so far, so I can naturally have fun."

After saying this confidently, Chu Shaoyang opened the back door and walked out, not forgetting to wave his hand smartly, "Go to sleep, there are still 25 minutes~"

After teasing Qi Tianyou once with great interest, Chu Shaoyang lazily walked towards the school gate with half-closed eyes.

Well, although it was thrilling to be scolded by the grade director in the morning, it is not a big deal when you really talk about it, and it is not the first time.

Life is too short to have fun in time, so he still thinks about where to go out of school to have fun. Although he only has half an hour at most, he can find a place to have a good meal. The school food is simply not for people to eat.While thinking about whether to eat Heji's buns or Zhangjia noodles in the morning, Chu Shaoyang walked towards the school gate.

When he reached the school gate, Chu Shaoyang was stopped by the guard uncle as expected.

"Hey, Uncle Li," Chu Shaoyang rubbed his eyes, became more energetic, and greeted the doorman with a smile. He has long been familiar with the doorman as he often goes in and out of the gate. "You know, I'll go out for a walk today. Just come back."

"That's not okay. I know you're going to go out, but this procedure still has to go." The guard, who was already familiar with him, smiled, pointed to the guard room, and asked him to write the entry and exit certificate.

Chu Shaoyang shrugged, but he didn't say much about this kind of thing, he just wanted to save trouble, if it doesn't work, then forget it.Just obediently write the proof.

After wandering two steps to the window of the guard room, Chu Shaoyang took a small notebook and began to bury his head in writing. At this moment, he felt another person coming beside him.

"You, which class are you in?" The guard, who was still talking to Chu Shaoyang with a smile just now, walked up to Chu Shaoyang and asked the new student with a serious face.

"... from Class 21, Senior One." The visitor was silent for a while, but still replied.

Senior one...class 21?Isn't this his class?

Chu Shaoyang, who was immersed in writing his name, paused, yo, who is late for self-study?The school is very strict about being late, and it would be hard for everyone from the head teacher to the students if they were caught. Thinking of this, Chu Shaoyang glanced at the person standing next to him, and his first reaction was to whistle in his heart.

He looks good, and he has something to fight with.

These words are definitely not boasting. Chu Shaoyang has always known that he looks good, and he is not an exaggeration but a fact. Otherwise, he would not be rated as a super grass. There are a lot of fans. Yi's school uniform, stiff face, and indifferent Bingshan face, although he is not the same handsome guy as Chu Shaoyang, they still have one thing in common: that is... handsome!From Chu Shaoyang's feeling, he finally saw a boy who was as handsome as him when he grew up.A little narcissistic, but true.

But handsome is handsome, he has never seen this person before.Although most of the time in the classroom was played, Chu Shaoyang, a classmate in the class, still thinks that he knows the same, and it is even more impossible to forget that he is so handsome, he is really not in their class.Since he is not in their class and still claims to be in their class...then the matter is simple.

Chu Shaoyang curled his lips, this must be a student in a class who was late and pretended to be someone from his class to avoid punishment!

It's just a pity, if you walk too much at night, you have to bump into ghosts, so this time you bump into a real Buddha?I really didn't see it, this person had a cold face, as if what he said was not a lie but the truth...

It's a pity that I bumped into him.