My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

After physics class, the second class is chemistry class.

The chaos and freshness of the first day of the shift system were undoubtedly revealed in the first recess.

After the first class, a group of students ran around the corridor excitedly like headless chickens, looking for their next classroom.

The competition class was the only class with the same location because of the small number of students. Among the more than 30 students, more than half left the classroom and went to other classes. Only a dozen or so people were able to stay here for chemistry class indivual.

At the same time, one after another, new students came over according to their house numbers.

In the back row of the classroom, Qin Yuan sat on his seat and looked at Ruan Qingmu coldly: "Can you be serious? I'm talking about business with you."

Ruan Qingmu raised her head, a little surprised: "I've always been serious."

Seeing the anger on Qin Yuan's face, he suddenly realized: "Oh, you said that. That's also serious."

He just fell asleep for half a class, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and his peach blossom eyes were lazy: "I really came to see you, too."

Lu Lianyi, the art committee member of Class 1, walked in from outside the classroom with a high ponytail and brisk steps, holding a chemistry textbook.I saw the scene in the back row at a glance.

Their squad leader, who had always been calm and self-possessed, who showed no signs of emotion or anger, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy opposite by the collar!

Qin Yuan leaned down slightly, and looked at Ruan Qingmu coldly. Their faces were so close that they could clearly see each other's eyelashes and the same dark and deep pupils.

"Listen to me." Qin Yuan slowly tightened his fingers and gripped Ruan Qingmu's neckline even tighter, "There is no one here to play games with you, as long as you are responsible for yourself, you should go to the stable that suits you. Ben, understand?"

The top students who came to the chemistry competition class looked behind in surprise and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Lu Lianyi frowned her beautiful eyebrows and bit her lips worriedly.

Having been in the class for more than a year, Qin Yuan doesn't say that he doesn't deal with girls easily, and even has a distance from boys. When has he ever seen him like this, conflicting with people one after another?

Ruan Qingmu raised her head, the smile on her face faded.

He stretched out his hand, and his cool fingers lightly rested on Qin Yuan's wrist.

"Do you know that you are annoying yourself?" He met Qin Yuan's gaze, narrowing his crooked peach eyes, "It's always like this, right and wrong, right and wrong, good and evil, good or bad, you alone have the final say."

Qin Yuan looked at him coldly, with sharp eyebrows: "Always?"

Ruan Qingmu was silent for a while, then suddenly sneered.

This man probably drank quite a lot of Mengpo soup on the Naihe Bridge.

Forget everything, the past life, the past.

But he didn't forget that it was the same as in the past, he was not pleasing to the eye all the time, and he looked like he wanted to kill him and make it quick.

He pressed on Qin Yuan's wrist bone and opened his wrist.

Understatement, but tough.

"Take care of yourself. What about others—" He lowered his eyes, and the light blue blood vessels were clearly visible on his thin and fair eyelids, "What does it have to do with you, Squad Leader Qin?"

……

For a whole afternoon, the two new neighbors in the back row didn't say a word.

The last class in the afternoon was over, and the biology teacher was still racing against time to drag the class. Fu Songhua and the others from the next class had already finished class. They were standing in the corridor with their heads poking around, looking towards the classroom of the competition class.

Damn, what kind of scary situation is it?

In the last row, who is the one sleeping beside Mr. Qin? ?

I was terrified, and there was another person beside me.When he turned his head, he saw Fang Li, just like him, staring blankly into the window.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Songhua glared at him.

Fang Li whispered, "Wait, wait for the students to eat..."

Fu Songhua raised his thick eyebrows: "Waiting for Ruan Qingmu from your class?"

Fang Li lowered his eyebrows, not daring to look at him: "Well, his legs are not good, I will help him cook."

"You are kind." Fu Songhua cut, "You are not afraid of being infected when you hang out with a psychopath?"

Fang Li said in a low voice, "No, no...he is very nice."

Fu Songhua rolled his eyes. He was handsome, and even the rolling of his eyes seemed wanton and sunny: "Are you a stutter? A stutter is a cripple, no wonder you get along with him."

Fang Li's face turned pale: "No, it's not..."

After Fu Songhua finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, and quickly waved his hand: "Hey, I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously! You are kind and kind, and you are a little angel who came to help disabled students."

Fang Li blushed and pursed his lips.

……

Experiment No. [-] stipulates that students who live on campus must come to evening self-study. Usually, there will be a teacher on duty to supervise regularly. Today is the first day of implementing the shift system.

In the past, they all studied by themselves in their own class, but now everyone may have several classes.

Theoretically speaking, there may even be students taking different classes in four different classes, and where to go for evening self-study is a new question.

The school originally wanted to study in the original class at night, but it was immediately protested by several famous teachers of the competition class, and strongly demanded that they be allowed to be in the small class that moves around the class, so that they can give these top students extra practice and tutoring at any time.

The grade-level teaching conference held three rounds, and finally decided on a plan: students in the competition class and pilot flight were allowed to go to their respective teaching classes for evening self-study; students in the moderate class stayed in the original administrative class in principle, and both sides implemented sign-in.

On the first night, almost all the class teachers were on duty, handing out sign-in sheets, and holding class meetings to emphasize matters. The classrooms were brightly lit and full of students.

Old Jane from class 9 stood on the podium: "Do you understand what I just said? Anyway, don't try to escape. Let me tell you, I take the sign-in book on both sides every day to check the names. I can tell at a glance who is not on both sides." .”

A brave boy below shouted: "Teacher, don't worry, no one is allowed in the dormitory, and we have no place to go."

Old Jane stared at him: "Stop talking nonsense, the Internet cafe at the back gate of the school, the lover tree in front of the cultural and sports building, where is your beautiful shadow?"

The next one is full of laughter.

Experiment No. [-] Middle School was originally an old middle school with a long history. It has been changed to only the high school in recent years. Although the campus is not too big, there are quite a few famous scenic spots.

One is a century-old camphor tree on the east side of the campus playground, and the other is the acacia tree downstairs of the cultural and sports building on the west.

The camphor tree is said to be a hundred years old, but in fact it is about five or sixty years old. Not only are the branches and leaves dense, but the diameter of the trunk is so thick that a boy cannot hug it. .

As for the acacia tree, it is even more popular.

The canopy of the tree is huge and full of vitality. When the Albizia juliensis is in full bloom in summer, the tree is full of pink, like clouds and clouds. It is not only the favorite spot for girls to take pictures, but also a holy place for boys and girls to express their love. It has long been called by previous students. It became a lover tree.

Acacia, is there a more romantic and better sign than this?

The two trees, one in the east and the other in the west, face each other from a distance in this old campus. They are both big evergreen trees, and they have easily grown into a calm and gentle appearance over the years.

Old Jane waited for everyone to finish laughing before she spoke again: "Today's class meeting, there is one more thing. You know, we said it when we selected the class in the first year of high school, and we will adjust it a year later."

The classroom fell silent.

"In the past two days, I have fully solicited everyone's opinions. Most of the class committees have expressed their willingness to continue to do it, and the students have no objections. So this time, I plan to take out only two positions for re-election."

He looked around and said solemnly: "The publicity committee member of our class went to the liberal arts class this semester, and a seat is vacant. If you are willing, you can speak for yourself later. In addition—"

He paused: "The position of sports committee member needs to be re-elected this semester. Of course, Liu Jun did well last year and is still eligible for election. Other students are also welcome to run for election."

The classroom, which was still lively just now, became subtle.

Many people quietly peeked back, with surprised faces: Is the class teacher finally going to attack Liu Jun?

To be honest, Liu Jun, the sports committee member, is really not liked by everyone, and he brings a few strong companions to hold a group every day.

As a class leader, I didn't see him serve his classmates by setting an example. He is a good bully, which made many boys dare not speak out.

Liu Jun was sitting on the seat, his face was so red that it looked like someone had slapped him.

Niu Xiaoqing raised her hand first: "Report, I want to run for the propaganda committee. I ran for it when I first entered school, but I lost to Liu Siyuan. Now she is in the liberal arts class. I hope everyone will give me a chance!"

Niu Xiaoqing is tall and strong, and usually looks like buddies with boys, but immediately a familiar boy called: "Niu Xiaoqing, you can't draw, right? Your art class homework is like shit."

Niu Xiaoqing held her head high and held her chest high: "I don't know how to draw, but I have a lot of ideas about design. I can ask someone to help me with the specific drawing."

Several boys booed together and laughed haha: "Niu Xiaoqing, you just want to be an official?"

Niu Xiaoqing raised her voice: "I just want to be an official, can't I just exercise?!"

Old Jane coughed: "Then does anyone want to come out and compete?"

The booing boys immediately shut their mouths.

The publicity committee has to be responsible for publishing blackboard newspapers, and it is also a headache when it is the turn of the handwritten newspaper competition. Whoever does it will suffer.

Besides, no one in their Class 9 can draw. The art teacher had a famous saying: Class 9 is an art black hole. The light of the Muse God shines on the corridor. If you don't enter, turn around and leave!

"Is there really no one running for it? That's settled. Congratulations to Niu Xiaoqing for being elected as the new propaganda committee member, everyone applauds!"

There was warm applause below, Ruan Qingmu slapped her face calmly, and followed suit.

Niu Xiaoqing sat down with a blushing face. The monitor in front of her, Tang Tiantian, turned her head happily and gave her a high five.

"Next is the sports committee election. Is there anyone willing to run for it?" Old Jane asked with a smile.

This time, the atmosphere below became icy cold.

Suddenly, in the back row of the classroom, Liu Jun raised his hand with a cold face: "I will continue to run for election."

He stood up and gritted his teeth: "Also, no matter whether I can be selected or not, I guarantee that I will definitely support the work of the next sports committee member, and I won't hold back."

Beside him, a few boys looked at him, and a big man in the lead raised his hand arrogantly: "Yes, yes, we will support the new sports committee with Liu Jun!"

In the classroom, the other boys shrank their necks.

My mother, is this an election manifesto? It's obviously a threat, right?

In this way, whoever dares to run for office will not be tossed to death by a few of them in the future, what kind of work will they carry out?

Ruan Qingmu turned her face coldly and glanced at Liu Jun.

I was unhappy today, but now I look at this idiot more and more.

Old Jane's complexion was a bit ugly, but she couldn't say anything.

Liu Jun's words were impeccable, even the head teacher would not be able to catch him wrong. He knew that this student was difficult to deal with, but he never thought that he would be so arrogant at such a young age, and dare to play such a trick in front of him.

He nodded: "Okay, Liu Jun's statement is welcome. Is there anyone else? Bai Jing?"

Bai Jing swallowed hard and stood up.

Old Jane called him to the office during lunch break today, and had a heart-to-heart talk with him. Bai Jing's sports performance is not bad, and he is usually very popular among boys. Liu Jun.

He obviously agreed in the office, and he agreed, but just now he heard Liu Jun's threat, and suddenly his heart beat with fright.

"Boss, teacher. I don't have the will. I'd better leave it to other students!"

There was an embarrassing silence in the classroom, setting off the silent face of Old Jane on the stage.

Many boys were unconvinced and unhappy, but no one dared to stand up after all.

Liu Jun grinned and raised his hand again: "Teacher, I promise..."

His movement was a bit big, he swung his arm, and hit the back wall all at once. A crutch was touched by him, and it fell to the ground with a "click".

The classroom was already very quiet, but this sudden sound caused many people to subconsciously look back.

In the last row, Ruan Qingmu turned her head slowly, looked at the crutches on the ground, and then looked at Liu Jun.

The fluorescent light was dazzling, reflecting his porcelain-white face, delicate and cold.

In the silence, his voice was clear: "Are you blind or handicapped? Since your whole body is not working well, stop being a physical committee member and retire."

Liu Jun blushed: "You!"

"Get back to your mother" almost blurted out, but he held it back.This is still in the middle of the election, so you can't swear in front of the teacher.

Ruan Qingmu kicked the table impatiently, making a muffled sound.

"I'm running for the sports committee." He stood up, his tone indifferent, "There is no election manifesto, just one sentence."

In the shocked gaze, he raised his face impatiently: "The one who bothers him chooses me, and the one who annoys me chooses him, it's as simple as that."

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Our classmate Ruanruan is going to be an official~~

I quite like today’s chapter, do you like it~~~~