Stop Bothering Me, Emperor

Shengmeng High School has a forum on the Internet, which was built by a few rich girls who are sophomores. Because there is no official website yet, this small forum has become a gathering place for the whole school's students on the Internet.

The title of 4G comes from this forum.

Regular high schools strictly limit students' access to the Internet, thinking it will affect learning, but private schools do not.There is a computer room on each floor of the dormitory, equipped with enough computers, and the dormitories also have wireless network coverage.

Last night, a post titled "F4 and 4G" was refined and pinned to the top. It compared in detail the four beautiful boys in "Meteor Storm" with Saint Meng Sicao, and was surprised to find that they had many similarities.

City A is a big city, but the circle of rich people is so big. There are not a few families who know each other in this school, and someone soon found out the background of the four.The four families of Jiang, Shen, Han, and Yang are all well-known in City A, and Sicao happens to be the direct descendants of these four families.

Broken thoughts of love: Some things can be said on the Internet, and I advise everyone not to mess with their dolls: What does the upstairs mean?

Erheigou: Same question, what do you mean?

Broken thoughts of love: I went to the same school as them in junior high school, no one dares to mess with them, that's all I said, you can make trouble for yourselves, Ouba Hey: I also went to the same school as them, don't worry, they never beat girls, only teach boys Baby: Wow wow, such a gentleman, it really is the real version of F4...

Handsome appearance, prominent family background, distinctive dress, fierce to boys and gentle to girls, the title of 4G quickly swept the entire campus.

During the morning reading, Sister Hua kept writing the names of the four people in her notebook, and even Liu Lu couldn't help asking Qian Jiahui at the same table about 4G.Qian Jiahui also went to junior high school with them before, so he should know a lot of things.

Qian Jiahui's expression was listless, "You tell me how to make brother Xuehua wash his hair, and I'll tell you what 4G is like in junior high school."

"Brother Snow Flower" is the nickname everyone gave Li Bowen, because when he shook his head, snowflakes would flutter.

The conversation between the two ended without a problem.

Song Xiao was a little worried when he heard that those four people were from prominent families.The concubine of the family climbed up to those four people, if he wanted to harm him as before, he had to take precautions early.

The class in the morning is not about language and mathematics. The focus of high school Chinese is the analysis of ancient prose, which is not necessary for Song Xiao at all, but he still listens to the teacher's lecture seriously. After all, the usage of vocabulary between ancient and modern times is very different, and he can also borrow This is to read the modern accent as soon as possible.Mathematics is still talking about sets of numbers, so there is nothing difficult for the time being.

As for the foreign language class, Song Xiao could actually understand and read the textbooks.Back then when Dayu was strong and prosperous, foreigners from overseas often came to congratulate him. He also learned the languages ​​of several countries from the people of Honghu Temple.For Zhuangyuan Lang, who has a photographic memory, learning a foreign language is not difficult.

However, the book can be understood, but the class cannot be understood!Song Xiao didn't understand what doingtodoing, adding the and not adding the, a good language, why take it apart and learn it like a dead body.

"Okay, let's find a classmate to read this passage." After the English teacher said a bunch of strange sentence patterns, he was about to select someone to read the text aloud, when he looked up, he saw Yu lying on the table, sleeping in the dark Tang immediately cut off the chalk in his hand, and threw it towards him with lightning speed.

"Whoosh—" A ball of paper flew from behind, collided with the tip of the chalk just in time, stagnated in the air for a moment, hurt both sides, and both fell to the ground.

"Who--" the English teacher was furious, "Who threw the paper?"

Yu Tang was awakened by the loud voice, and sat up frowning.

"Yu Tang!" The English teacher couldn't find an outlet to vent, so he called the names directly, "Get up and read this passage!" Pay attention, if Yu Tang stutters in reading, he should be taught a lesson.

Yu Tang stood up slowly, picked up the textbook in front of him, and read: "Jin Hou and Qin Bo besieged Zheng, because they were rude to Jin and inferior to Chu..."

The English teacher's face turned blue immediately.

Qian Jiahui carried the table vigorously, turned his head and winked.

Yu Tang glanced at him, put down the book in his hand without changing his face, and picked up Song Xiao's textbook casually.Then, everyone heard a deep male voice comparable to a BBC broadcast, and read the entire text fluently.

Just at this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the English teacher swallowed his breath again. After holding back for a long time, he popped out a sentence: "Don't sleep in class from now on." Then he left angrily.

"Wow, monitor, your pronunciation is so standard!" Liu Lu looked at him adoringly, and other students around him also cast admiring gazes.

Yu Tang ignored them, and glanced at Song Xiao beside him out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't see the "worship" he expected, instead he felt lonely that he couldn't hide.

Because of the inadvertent sense of familiarity, Song Xiao had a faint hope in his heart, maybe the emperor came halfway like him, and still remembered all kinds of past lives.However, hearing Yu Tang's pronunciation in a foreign language with a perfect accent, this faint hope was shattered.

The former Emperor Jingyuan refused to learn foreign languages, thinking that they were all barbarian birdsong.

Yu Tang looked at the sullen Song Xiao, a little at a loss, and looked around the classroom with a solemn expression. When he saw a girl take out snacks from a drawer and distribute them to the deskmate, the deskmate who was doing homework with a cold face immediately With smiles on their faces, the two began to chat about "4G" talking and laughing.

Raising his hand, a big black plum appeared in the palm of his hand instantly. Yu Tang looked at Song Xiao, and slowly handed over the fruit in his hand: "I'll eat it for you."

"Huh?" Song Xiao was taken aback, then turned to look at Yu Tang, and then at the plum in his hand, this guy's drawer was clean, where did he get the plum?Looking back at Dugu An behind Yu Tang, doubts resurfaced in his mind.

Song Xiao likes to eat plums, but as an official, it is taboo for people to know his preferences, so he has always been very restrained, and only after entering the palace, did he eat them unscrupulously.Seeing that he liked it, Emperor Jing Yuan sent all the offered plums to Fengyi Palace.

Modern people don't seem to eat plums very much, and only this kind of black imported plums are sold in schools.

"Yu Tang, you..." Song Xiao took a bite of the plum, watched what he wanted to say, and was suddenly interrupted by a noise outside the window.

Four boys in trench coats passed by in the corridor. Their half-length hair was combed back with hairspray. The Italian haute couture trench coats, Swiss handmade leather shoes, and the standard executive elite haircut looked much better than the yellow ones in the morning. up.

"4G is here, 4G is here!" The girls in the corridor screamed, while the boys gave way.

"You are blocking the way." The leader, Young Master Jiang, said coldly, and the four of them stopped at the same time.

The girls immediately became excited, while the boys kept away as much as possible. Li Bowen, who came out of class to take a breather, didn't know why, so he looked back at the four boys who didn't wear school uniforms. The snowflakes on their heads were flying all over the sky with his movements.

"You..." Seeing dandruff floating on his windbreaker, Young Master Jiang became furious.

"Squad leader, they're going to beat Li Bowen!" A girl stumbled in and ran up to Yu Tang in terror and excitement.

Without even looking at it, Yu Tang got up slowly, handed Song Xiao a notebook, and dragged him out.

"Hmm..." Before Song Xiao finished eating the plums, he was dragged up, so he had to hold the notebook under his arm, while Yu Tang pulled him with one hand and held up the plums with the other.

Although Yu Tang is only 16 years old now, the imperial majesty around him has not diminished in the slightest. Just standing there, others can't ignore his existence at all.The originally noisy corridor became silent for a moment because of Yu Tang's appearance.

Yu Tang let go of Song Xiao, walked over slowly, indifferent to the farce that was happening, the four young masters unconsciously took a step back when they saw him coming.

"Squad leaders of all classes hurry to the Academic Affairs Office for a meeting! Class leaders hurry to the Academic Affairs Office for a meeting!" The dean's angry voice began to roar on the radio again.

Yu Tang didn't even give them a look, and walked through the crowd without looking sideways, towards the Academic Affairs Office.

Seeing Yu Tang go to the meeting in a serious manner, Song Xiao didn't know why he wanted to laugh. He just ate a mouthful of plums, but his laughter was so sour that two drops of tears came from the corners of his eyes.

4G, who felt a little downcast, looked coldly at the backs of the three going away, and suddenly noticed Song Xiao who was following Yu Tang.Isn't that the idiot of the Song family?very good!

After the meeting came back, the fourth self-study class had already started, Song Xiao carried a stack of forms to the podium and returned to his seat.

Pulling away the chair on the podium, Yu Tang sat down slowly.Dugu secretly stood beside him, tapped the blackboard eraser, picked up the chalk and wrote "class meeting" on the blackboard.

"The school is going to set up the first student union. All students with normal intelligence and good conduct can sign up." Yu Tang pointed at the stack of forms at hand, "Anyone who wants to sign up can get a form and fill it out. To Song Xiao."

The brand of Shengmeng mainly sells educational books. It has three private primary schools and two private junior high schools, and its reputation is very good. This is only the second year of its opening, and many things are still incomplete. For example, there is no student union yet. .

The establishment of the first student union was so meaningful. Everyone was very excited, but they dared not discuss it when the monitor was on it.

"Any more questions?" After Yu Tang finished speaking, he looked around the classroom, but no one said anything, so he stood up and returned to his seat.

The monitors of the other classes were still spitting and explaining the spirit of the school's meeting. The specialty class one had already ended. Song Xiao twitched his lips. This class meeting was going well, just like Shang Chao. He almost stood up and shouted: " Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

"Meteor Storm's Encounter Begins with Dirty President's Clothes"

Young Master Jiang: Get out of the way, those in the way

Brother Snow Flower: What? (scratches head)

Jiang Shao: My Italian haute couture was actually infected with dandruff!

Brother Snowflake: I’ll wipe it for you (hands full of snowflakes)

Jiang Shao: ...very good, you have attracted my attention