jump for joy

Class 5, Grade [-], one morning

"Have you heard of it? Have you heard of it? Our class has transferred a boss!"

"Wu Hao, please keep your voice down, you are also bold, you dare to listen to Lao Tian's wall, have you handed in your homework?" Xu Yuanyuan precisely flicked Wu Hao's head on the back of the head, and the sound of the crashing paper was in Wu Hao's ear sounded

"Hey, don't rush." ​​Wu Hao kept pawing at the cracks of each book in his schoolbag, without raising his head, perhaps because he found the paper, his voice rose a few decibels unconsciously, "This is here! I and You said that the transfer student in our class this time is a handsome guy!"

Pei Chuan, who was sleepy with a box of milk in his mouth, was carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder. Hearing that the handsome guy had become more energetic, he was about to say that handsome guy for a moment, but he quickly caught the milk box with his left hand, but it was too late

I didn't control the strength of my left hand, and there were light milk stains on the white school uniform jacket. "Damn my clothes." After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to scan around while walking, "Where's the handsome guy? Where is it?"

"Don't worry Brother Chuan, he hasn't come yet, but the absolute time is today." Wu Hao's confident expression is the same as when he inquired about the test results every time, and the title of "Class 5 Baixiaosheng" must belong to him.

Pei Chuan listened with great interest. He walked to the last row by the window and put down the schoolbag on his right shoulder. He turned to look at the empty seat next to him and thought: come to class two?Can the grades be good?Why do you think of changing schools now?

The seat of Class 5 of the second year of high school has always been: for the sake of democracy, voluntary seat selection!

And this Pei Chuan, the number one boss in the grade, chose the last row by the window. Tian Zhen, as the class teacher, even found this rebellious boss in private, while Pei Chuan had a serious face.

"Teacher, what I think is that if I sit in the back of the first row, my classmates won't be able to see." Tian Zhen thought for a while about Pei Chuan, who is nearly 190 tall, then looked at this serious face, and waved his hands helplessly, "You, you, you "

The first class was naturally an explanation of the papers for this placement test. Pei Chuan looked at his score of 739, then at the seat next to him, and listened to the teacher's "This question is so simple" I won’t talk anymore, that’s all for today, Teacher Tian is here, so I’ll go first, you go back and take a good look at this paper.”

Just after the voice on the forefoot, the footsteps made a small noise, "Here, come, the handsome guy is here"

"It seems that he got the first place in the class simulation test this time, he is worthy of being a boss." "Then Brother Chuan, the first seat in age will not be guaranteed?" "Brother Chuan, are you under a lot of pressure?"

Pei Chuan raised his eyebrows, "Me? What kind of pressure can I have, nothing to worry about"...

"Hey, everyone, be quiet. Let's welcome our new classmates. Come in." Boys naturally walk fast, even in summer, it's like a windy June, their hair is cut just right, it doesn't look like a square but it feels to the touch Slight pricking of hands, unspeakable coldness between brows, red mole on the lower right eye corner gives people a different aura, very firm and simple

"My name is Song Han"

The hot atmosphere in the class suddenly cooled down, "Well, how about this, you sit there," Tian Zhen's words broke the atmosphere and at the same time represented that Pei Chuan ushered in the first deskmate in high school history

Song Han glanced at Pei Chuan's position, and listened to everyone's private exchange of "big brother"

"I'm going to sit with the two big guys, but it's okay."

Song Han approached the last row. Pei Chuan saw him raise his eyebrows inadvertently. Step by step, Pei Chuan realized that this Song Han was only half a head shorter than him. He was a thin and tall boy with a red string on his wrist It seemed that the skin on the wrists was extraordinarily fair, and the boy was like this, with a cool air, sitting next to Pei Chuan, and started his normal class

After half a class, Song Han took out his mobile phone and looked at a text message displayed on the interface to remind: Zhou Jing, Song Han looked at the content, briefly replied about his feelings about transferring to another school, and then put the phone on the table. Pei Chuan inadvertently He glanced at it, and his attention was completely on Song Han's bony hands.

When he raised his head again, he met Song Han's eyes. The two looked at each other. Pei Chuan's pen tip suddenly pierced him and said softly. Then he turned his head and thought of his embarrassment just now, and turned his head to smile at Song Han Smiling, Song Han glanced at the representative to understand, then lowered his head to read the book. Just like that, the embarrassing class ended in Pei Chuan's daze.

As soon as get out of class was over, Song Han was surrounded by a group of people, "Hello new classmate, my name is Wu Hao, the sports committee member of our class"

"Yeah, the sports committee member who failed the sports assessment hahahahaha" "Oh, didn't you say you don't want to mention this!" With everyone laughing, Wu Hao's face turned red for no reason, and everyone began to forget the initial introduction , also gradually dispersed

"The girl who collects the papers is called Xu Yuanyuan. She is the school committee member. Don't look at her good-looking. If she beats someone, it's called ruthless." Pei Chuan suddenly broke into the group of laughing people with a magnetic voice but it's clear

"What about that girl?" Following Song Han's gaze, Pei Chuan saw Xu Miao who was wiping the blackboard. "Her name is Xu Miao, and she plays very well with Xu Yuanyuan." "Then those two are fighting together?"

"Oh, the two of them, Xue Zesheng and Luo Wen, one class monitor and one class representative, let me tell you about the appetite of our class monitor, you didn't see it, eat together, good guy, wait for that if you haven't eaten for several days After a pause, the class representative seems to like a girl in the class next door, and I even tried to help her, but I don’t know if it works or not.”

"What about you after talking for a long time?" Song Han turned his gaze back to Pei Chuan, his face still not showing much expression

"I, my name is Pei Chuan, they usually call me Brother Chuan, and that, I didn't mean to look at your phone just now." When it came to the last sentence, Pei Chuan's voice was much quieter than the first, so small that only Song Han heard it

"It's okay, my name is Song Han"