Rarely fascinated

If there's anything amazing in the world, it might be that someone you've only ever met with suddenly appears by your side.

After Old Li entered the classroom with the boy downstairs just now, Wen Cun realized that this is the transfer student mentioned this morning.

Wearing a white shirt, plain black jeans, and big-rimmed black glasses—the standard nerd image.

But he looks good, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, the eyes are not small, and they still have single eyelids.

Wen Cun has no interest in this boy, and still lies on the table for ten thousand years, lazily listening to old Li's nonsense.

"This is a transfer student from school A, and he will be a member of our class from today. I hope everyone can get along harmoniously and spend the last year of senior year!" Li Donglin said passionately, "The class committee will play a role Good norms and leadership will give new students a good impression! Facing the tightness and pressure of the college entrance examination, I hope that the students in our class can relax, correct their mentality, and work hard together!"

Wen Cun really can't understand, except for the first sentence, which of those other words are related to that transfer student?

...Neuropathy.

Li Donglin himself gave an impassioned "speech" for a long time before he turned his head and said to Fang Zhiyuan, "Student, please introduce yourself."

Fang Zhiyuan looked up and glanced around, and said in a moderate voice, "My name is Fang Zhiyuan."

With a smile on his face, Lao Li turned his head and asked kindly, "No more?"

"..."

"Sex: Male"

"18 is old."

An enigmatic silence.

The scene was very embarrassing.

The smile on Lao Li's face was a bit stiff, but he quickly reacted and continued to say excitedly, "Fang Zhiyuan is an S-level student in School A, and his grades are quite excellent. If you have any doubts, you can find him. I believe that Student Fang will also answer enthusiastically! Right, Student Fang!"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't say anything about it, and only nodded slightly when he found Li Donglin looking at him with burning eyes.

Li Donglin pointed in one direction, "You sit over there first, and the class will start in a while."

Wen Cun glanced up, and found that the direction that Lao Li pointed at was him.

Because Wen Cun was always sleeping and distracted playing with his mobile phone in class, Lao Li was afraid that he would kidnap his classmate, so he didn't arrange for him to be at the same table.

Seeing Fang Zhiyuan walking towards this side, Wen Cun frowned visibly.

Meeting Lao Li's warning eyes, he held back his temper and continued to play with his phone with his head down.

Fang Zhiyuan walked all the way over, put his schoolbag in the table hole, took out a book and a pen, then leaned on the back table, lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

The scene was very embarrassing for the second time.

Old Li cleared his throat, "It's almost time for class, the teacher is already waiting outside, everyone pack up and get ready for class."

Lao Li nodded to the teacher at the door, then swaggered out of the classroom, and stared at Wen Cun before leaving, "Look at how he studies!"

Then Wen Cun watched helplessly as the "university bully" in Lao Li's eyes put his arms on the table, rested his head on his arms, and fell asleep.

Go to sleep.

Tenderness, "..."

Tenderness, "??????"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't get up from lying on the table until he rang the bell to dismiss the get out of class, he was sleeping the whole time.

One plays with the mobile phone and the other sleeps. It sounds like a good match.

Wen Cun felt that Fang Zhiyuan had refreshed his understanding of the word "student master". He was surprised when he heard that Fang Zhiyuan was an S-level student in A school. Learning will kill this type, the master of the master, the top learner.

Such a person is actually sleeping in class?And slept through the whole class?

Wen Cun looked at Fang Zhiyuan with complicated eyes, then lowered his head and continued to play Xiaoxiaole.

People who stay with Wen for a long time will become a little thorny, just the thorny head of the thorny head.

Wen Cun is now the boss of the third year of high school, no one is not convinced by this sentence.

Even in B, which has a good learning atmosphere, there are many fights and fights, and there are quite a few bloody people, but few people dare to provoke Wen Cun. One is the forces behind his family, and the other is Wen Cun. In my own kung fu, there was once a person who was not convinced, tripped up Wen Cun all day long, and found trouble for nothing, and then that person never appeared in school again.

So there are many people who follow Wen Cun, some are really convinced, some have to be convinced, of course, there are also many people who pretend to be B under Wen Cun's name.

Fang Zhiyuan was still sleeping, so he felt his desk tremble suddenly, which directly woke him up.

He raised his sleepy neck, and looked at the person in front of him with numb eyes.

Fang Zhiyuan is angry about getting up, and anyone who is a little familiar with him knows this.

And, not small.

The extra large ones are not small.

The person who kicked Fang Zhiyuan's table looked at him arrogantly, pointed at Wen Cun and said, "Your tablemate is our boss, you should be more polite in the future, you know?"

Fang Zhiyuan looks really harmless, the temperament of a good boy exudes from the inside out, just like the image of "I am a sheep" marked in a pack of wolves and tigers, the thin arms and thin legs seem to be easy to bully terribly.

But really just watch.

Fang Zhiyuan got up slowly, stood up, and said word by word, "Where is your seat?"

"what?"

"Where is your seat?"

Liu Xu didn't speak, but seeing that Fang Zhiyuan's expression was not very good, he said with a displeased face, "Why, you still have a temper? Did you hear me talking to you just now?"

Fang Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Wen Cun, "Where is it?"

Wen Cun narrowed his eyes, pointed to a position, then put away his usual lazy look, straightened up and looked at Fang Zhiyuan in the leisure time.

He was very curious about what Fang Zhiyuan was going to do.

Fang Zhiyuan completely ignored Liu Xu, who was baring his teeth and claws, and walked directly in front of that position, slowly raised his foot - and kicked it directly.

There were a lot of review materials for the third year of high school, and most of them were piled in the table hole and on the table. Fang Zhiyuan watched the table fall to the ground, and the books on it spread to the ground and spread out like a waterfall.The sound of the table hitting the ground was so loud that some girls screamed in fright.

Wen Cun stood up suddenly, with a cold expression, he stared straight at Fang Zhiyuan's back.

"Fuck - your mother!" Liu Xu was not someone to be provoked in the first place, and in the past few years he has been bullying people in the name of gentleness. Fang Zhiyuan gave him power in front of so many people, and Liu Xu couldn't hold back his face. , he clenched his fist and hit Fang Zhiyuan directly on the back of the neck.

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