Bai Yueguang he bent suddenly

There are large stretches of wisteria climbing and entangled on the green promenade. The summer wind blows, and the sea of ​​flowers surges, just like a lingering and vast purple glow.

Fragments of sunlight poured down through the gaps between the flowers and leaves, and fell on the tall and heroic boys in front of them, like light and dazzling butterflies.

The wrinkles between Sha Ou's brows calmed down, looking at the guy in front of him covered in an orange halo, he asked again: "What are you doing?"

Lu Weiming smiled shortly, raised his chin and said, "How about making a deal?"

"What deal?"

After all, we will be classmates for two years in the future, and it's a matter of face, so Young Master Lu is very patient at this time, and he said persuasively: "That's it, let's write off what happened yesterday. Anyway, you said just now that you don't know me, then Let's simply treat today as the first day we met. After all, if a teacher or classmate finds out that you actually dated someone in the park on Sunday, it will also affect the image of a top student, right? So, I definitely don't like what happened before. Mention, don't mention it to others, how about it?"

Sha Ou seemed to think seriously for a few seconds, and then asked: "What happened yesterday? What happened?"

Lu Weiming said in his heart, yo, he is quite transparent, he is a smart man!

But before he could open his mouth, Sha Ou let out an "oh" and asked calmly, "Is it because you can't lift the knife in your hand?"

Lu Weiming: "..."

Patience is exhausted!Come on, come on, let's have a fucking fight!

Sha Ou admired Lu Weiming's instantly colorful face for a moment, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally said: "Okay, I forgot about that."

After speaking, he walked forward again.

Lu Weiming was stunned for a moment, followed immediately, and asked tentatively, "Did you really forget?"

Sandgull: "..."

Lu Weiming: "Are you sure you won't mention it?"

Sandgull: "..."

Lu Weiming: "Come on, then make an oath."

Sha Ou glanced at him at last, and warned coldly: "You remind me a few more times, maybe I will remember again."

Lu Weiming: "..."

Can't we have a good chat?

Fine!Although his attitude was a bit harsh, he saved face anyway, and besides, Young Master Lu has always been open-minded and free-spirited, so he unilaterally decided not to be as knowledgeable as him.

"Hey, your name is Sha Ou, right?" Lu Weiming walked to the side of Sha Ou in two steps, and as soon as he stretched out his arm, he put it on Sha Ou's shoulder, "This classmate, we buddies don't even know each other. Well, my name is..."

Sha Ou paused, tilted his head expressionlessly, and interrupted him with a frown: "Take it down."

Lu Weiming: "..." He froze for a moment, then felt a little embarrassed for no reason, and shyly withdrew his hand on Sha Ou's shoulder, wondering why this person is like this?

He wanted to express his friendliness to a person so obviously, but he didn't expect that the other person not only didn't appreciate it, but even slapped him with a big mouth in the backhand, so what was he trying to do?

Lu Weiming grew up in a wealthy family, although he has never tasted the hardships brought by the so-called life, but whether it is in elementary school, junior high school, or even in the year of private high school, he has always been popular with both men and women , no matter how the classmate's family background is, whether his grades are good or bad, he is always willing to make friends with him.This is not only because of his family background, but also because of his extremely pure character.

Young Master Lu is a man with impulsive passion who is not familiar with the world, and he also has a high-spirited youth temperament. Although his personality occasionally shows a little irascibility every day, he treats his friends very sincerely, and never treats his family with good or bad background. The environment is the criterion for making friends and evaluating a person, so whether it is friends around him or even ordinary classmates, they are all willing to mingle with him shoulder to shoulder.

It's the first time he's seen such a hot face against someone's coldness in his 17 years of life.

Lu Weiming hesitated for two seconds, touched his nose, and said, "It's not... I just want to introduce myself."

Seeing that Sha Ou was about to reach the end of the corridor, he said without looking back: "I'll be back in the classroom later, I have plenty of time to show you."

Hold?

Fuck!

Damn...good popularity doesn't come from being cheap!Lu Weiming swung his backpack over his shoulder, and said in his heart that if I talk to you again, he will be your grandfather!

No. 2 Middle School is worthy of being a provincial key high school. The textbooks and tutorial books for one semester, as well as a bunch of supporting exercise books, can be added together to form a hill.By the time Lu Weiming walked to the door of Class [-] ([-]) with a stack of books and Shaou in his arms, his arms were already so numb that he was about to lose consciousness.

As soon as the two of them entered the classroom, Sha Ou nodded at Yang Guang who was on the podium, and then went straight back to his seat, so the eyes of the fifty or so people in the classroom all turned to Yang Guang who was holding a pile of paper. The book covered half of his face, but he was still a handsome new classmate by visual inspection.

Yang Guang was very considerate, and asked Lu Weiming to put the book on the podium first, and then said to the students who had started whispering: "Come on, everyone, let's get to know each other before class. A new member of class two."

The discussion among the audience gradually subsided, Yang Guang handed Lu Weiming a piece of chalk, and said with a smile: "Write your name on the blackboard, and introduce yourself to your classmates."

Lu Weiming has never been afraid of writing or something since he was a child. After all, his handwriting was polished by Su Kangyuan when he was a child, stroke by stroke.

Lu Weiming stepped onto the podium generously, and then, under the watchful eyes of the whole class, wrote three Xingkai chalk characters on the blackboard.

After finishing writing, he threw the chalk on the bottom slot of the blackboard, and before he could turn around, he heard someone from below shouting kindly: "The new classmate's handwriting is good!"

This sound seemed to open the door to a new world, and then:

"He looks good too."

"That's not bad, that's very handsome!"

"Hey, there is Xiao Lu in front of our class and Xiao Lu in the back, and the male god Yang Guang who has been in charge for a long time, so the standard for being a member of the second class is nothing other than grades—"

I don't know who the boy who took the lead in asking the question was, but the whole class responded very cooperatively—"Good looks!"

Then there was a burst of laughter.

Lu Weiming did not expect that the students of key high schools had this special attribute besides keeping their ears to the outside world and only reading sage books.

When everyone was laughing happily, Yang Guang tapped on the desk with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be crazy, let the new students introduce themselves first, and there will be plenty of time for you to exchange feelings later."

Strangely, as soon as Yang Guang finished speaking, the noisy classroom suddenly returned to silence, and more than 50 pairs of eyes looked at Lu Weiming again in an orderly manner.

Lu Weiming coughed lowly first, and did half a second of mental construction, and then said in a moderate tone: "Hello, everyone, my name is Lu Weiming, a transfer student from a private high school in Beijin City, very happy We can become family members with you, and we hope to make progress and grow together with you in the future.”

After he finished speaking, he was unexpectedly in a quiet state like a mobile phone automatically shutting down due to arrears. Maybe he didn't expect that this handsome and naughty new classmate introduced himself so seriously.

Lu Weiming raised his eyebrows, probably not expecting such a quiet scene at this time, so he reminded: "Well, there should be applause at the end."

"Wow!" The students in the class finally came to their senses, and finally began to applaud without hesitation.

Sha Ou sat in the last row by the window, and applauded symbolically with everyone, saying to himself, I can't tell, but I pretend to be quite similar.

After the inconspicuous welcome ceremony, the focus of the students in class two shifted again—the question about where this handsome new classmate should sit.

Obviously, Yang Guang was also a little worried.

Logically speaking, new students are not very familiar with the environment and the learning atmosphere of the class. It is best to sit next to the teacher's podium during the initial period, commonly known as the "ear table", which is also convenient for the teacher to provide real-time classroom guidance After all, it has been a week since school started, and there must be some missing parts of the course.

However, given the height...

Thinking of this, Yang Guang couldn't help turning his head and asked Lu Weiming: "How tall are you?"

Lu Weiming calmly sized up the head teacher, and replied quietly: "Mr. Yang, did I really tell you, can you hold on?"

Yang Guang was taken aback for a moment, then looked at this new classmate who was more than a head taller than himself, and scolded with a smile: "Little bastard, it's not big or small."

Afterwards, Yang Guang simply waved his hand, pointed to a certain corner of the classroom, and said, "Come on, there's an empty seat next to Sand Ou in the last row, you two just make it."

As soon as the words came out, both parties were taken aback, and the whole class fell into a strange silence again.

Yang Guang asked Lu Weiming: "What's the matter, is there a problem?"

Lu Weiming said in his heart that not only did he have it, but he was too old.

He thought about it, and said cautiously: "Well, you know, I have a special physique, and I will inevitably take up classes for training in the future. I am afraid of disturbing my study at the same table. If it affects his future entrance into Peking University, then I will be guilty of a serious crime."

Yang Guang smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, let alone you, even if the teacher from the admissions office of Peking University sits next to him, he will not be affected."

Lu Weiming: "..."

The fighting master is well-deserved, so I didn't say it.

Yang Guang asked again, turning his expectant eyes to the last row, and asked, "How about you, Sha Ou, you help your classmates improve while maintaining your grades. Is there any problem?"

As soon as the words fell, the whole class turned their heads in unison, and looked at the person who was the focus of the topic in unison.

Sha Ou put on a face of "I can't, I don't want to or I don't want to" and was silent for three seconds. Finally, under the earnest eyes of Yang Guang and the whole class, he said in a deep voice: "...No problem."

Afterwards, Lu Weiming hugged his stack of books, held a schedule that Yang Guang took out from the lesson plan folder, and met countless envious eyes of "Why not me", and became the new deskmate of Sha Ou.