The scumbags of the professor's house

Class one and two in high school.

The doors of the class are closed, and during the morning reading time, the whole class can hear the quietness of needles falling, only the rustling sound of various nibs falling on the paper can be faintly heard.The boy by the window just turned his eyes away from the disappearing figures of the two people downstairs, panned to the male teacher in front of him, confirmed that there was a book on the teacher's face, then poked his elbow at the same table, and said in a low voice, " See, what did I say, Su Chengzhen has transferred to our school!"

The female deskmate rolled his eyes at him, "What Su Cheng? Which Su Cheng? Lei Zi, have you finished your paper?"

"Su Cheng! You killed the school bully who jumped off the building!" Lei Zi said anxiously.

"Where is that!?" Hearing the words, the front desk quickly turned around and looked down through the window, but there was no one there.

"Get out! Little broadcaster, turn around and write your paper!" The girl anxiously glanced at the teacher on the podium, and kicked his stool.

"Don't worry, Fox Song is catching up on sleep right now!" The broadcaster turned around to eat melons.

"It's really him? Do you think he will come to our class?" Someone next to him asked worriedly.

Lei Zi patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry! Everyone, don't worry, a scumbag like Su Cheng will never transfer to our rocket!"

"He is the son of the great professor Su Mingyuan, how can he be a scumbag? Lei Zi is talking nonsense!" A girl from a distance retorted.

"Oh, my brother is in the No. [-] Middle School. He told me earlier that he had a genetic mutation when he came to Su's family. Su Cheng was poor in his studies. He was always in the last class in No. [-] Middle School!" Lei Zi said with his chest up.

"Ah Jun

"real or fake?!"

"It's absolutely true. Besides, the thing about the No. [-] Middle School's beauty jumping off the building is always a stone hammer. The little broadcaster's mother is from the city hospital. He has seen real people in the hospital. Su Cheng must not be able to stay in No. [-] Middle School, so he came to us." From the school, there is no reason for this kind of person to transfer to the rocket class." Lei Zi talked endlessly.

"Then who knows, he has a father." The girl at the table said ruthlessly to him.

"Not only father, but also grandpa, and grandpa Zeng!" the little radio added, "plus seven aunts and eight aunts, really. Full of loyalty!"

Half the class nodded, who doesn't know the famous Su family?The academician professor of the family, Su Cheng's great-grandfather was the first batch of great scientists to study in the United States, broke through many obstacles, smuggled back to China, and served the country.The old man is from Pingcheng. When he passed away, the funeral was held in his hometown. I heard that the country's leader has arrived.Later, the family moved to the capital. For some unknown reason, Su Mingyuan brought his son Su Cheng back to his hometown in Pingcheng for two years.

"Don't worry, take [-] steps back... go to Class [-]." Lei Zi smiled mysteriously, and looked at the pair of staring eyes below with satisfaction, "Brothers forgot, Juejue is Su Mingyuan's direct disciple."

"Ah, it's better to go to class one." Everyone suddenly realized.His heart immediately returned to his stomach, Su Cheng, a school bully and a scumbag, couldn't come to their class, An Yi.

Lei Zi was about to gloat a few more words when his personal disciple "Baji" kicked the door of his class open.

With this kick, the middle-aged man covered with a book trembled and almost fell to the ground, "What's the matter? What's the matter?" He jumped up and immediately saw Gao Xiaomei who was on fire above his head.

"Teacher Gao? Why are you here? Class [-] doesn't have an exam this morning?" The male teacher was sleepy. He was well-mannered, not tall, but he was agile. His eyes were particularly bright, and he looked like some kind of animal when he squinted.

Gao Xiaomei stepped on her high heels and looked down at him, gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Song, the principal asked me to give you someone."

"People? Who?"

Gao Xiaomei slipped Su Cheng out from behind.

The whole class gasped in unison.

"School Huang said that Su Cheng will be in your class." Gao Xiaomei's tone seemed to have just suffered the pain of losing her son.

Teacher Song frowned imperceptibly. How did Su Cheng, a hot potato, get into his class? "School Huang said? Why didn't you tell me in advance?" The male teacher smiled gently, but didn't move his feet. His eyes passed Gao Xiaomei and fell on Su Cheng, and he couldn't help but let out a soft "huh".

This legendary school bully is a bit handsome.

The boy is about 1.8 meters tall, his legs are particularly long, his head is covered with curly hair, a pair of innocent big eyes under extremely long eyelashes, well-behaved and cute, his nose bridge is high, half of his childishness is cut away, his lips are thin, and he has a bookish air It's a little bit intimidating.

Temperament, like Gao Xiaomei, murderous.

"I'll let him go. If you have any questions, go to Principal Huang." Gao Xiaomei turned around and left, closing the door of the second class with a bang.

Su Cheng accepted the sixty incandescent gazes from under the podium, as if they were interrogating party secret agents. The teacher surnamed Song next to him didn't speak for a long time. Su Cheng was so irritable that he rubbed his head with one hand and turned his face to ask him: " Where are you sitting?"

Only then did Teacher Song come to his senses, he smiled and walked forward a few steps and said, "No hurry, new classmate, let me introduce myself?"

Introduce yourself.

School Huang's same smile hung on Teacher Song's face. Su Chengsheng was afraid that this teacher would call him "Cheng Cheng" after he said his name. What's wrong with the third middle school teachers?

Su Cheng turned his face back and said, "Don't worry about it, you all know who I am."

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles.About the story of Liu Feifei, a high school beauty who jumped off a building, there are all kinds of stories written in the post bars of all high schools in Pingcheng. The only thing in common is that Su Cheng is in the story.

There is even a serialization of the beautiful love between the school belle x the school bully.

The students in class two quickly exchanged glances.

Fuck, the hero is a bit cool.

Teacher Song couldn't help but smile. He looked around and prepared to arrange a place for this sweet potato. In just a few minutes, he quickly thought about it. Su Cheng's coming to their class may not necessarily be a bad thing.The third middle school implements a shift system and relies on grades to speak.The rankings are obtained every month, and if you finish at the bottom three times, you will be dropped into the next class. Song Ting has seen Su Cheng's transfer results, and it makes sense that this person can be transferred to the Rockets class because of his father.

But so what?Dad can't keep using it, can he?In less than three months, when the grades come out, he will also have to fall. Now it is the same as sitting with anyone. Anyway, time flies by.

As long as—as long as it doesn't affect that person.

Song Fox's eyes fell on the last row, and there was a doting light in his bright eyes. The only boy in the class who didn't look up was lying on the seat. His head was fluffy and his body was heaving regularly. , clearly asleep.

Song Ting frowned proudly, as long as Luston was in their class, no matter how rampant Gao Xiaomei was, wouldn't the first grade be in their second class?

"Then sit with the class monitor. Fan Kuankuan is a caring student who can help you adapt as soon as possible. Murray, you all move one row back."

Lei Zi stood up like an electric shock, looked at his deskmate, and got up gloatingly. The girl gave him a white look, but her face was quite calm.

At the same time, the door of Class Two was slapped open again, and Gao Xiaomei showed half of her head reluctantly, "By the way, I forgot to mention, Principal Huang told Su Cheng to sit next to Luston."

This time, the whole class, along with Song Ting, got electrocuted.

"Mr. Song, after the exam next month, look at the average score of your class, and then consider the challenges in teaching." Gao Xiaomei followed the sarcastic words and disappeared at the door.

Now Song Ting's smirk completely disappeared, he didn't care about losing his composure, kicked his hind legs, and said, "Fan Kuankuan collects the papers, the school committee will organize the morning reading first!" He rushed out with a chubby body shaking.

After he left, no one moved in the class for a while.

Leaving Su Cheng and sixty classmates staring at each other, Su Xiaoba figured it out: No. [-] middle school is full of psychopaths.He glanced at the back door. In the last row there was a person sleeping on the table. He could not speak visually. There was just an empty seat next to him. Su Cheng stood all morning, and he hadn't eaten properly for three days. He was so tired that he went straight He walked over, pulled out the chair, turned his back to his new deskmate, found a suitable posture, and put his slender arms under his head.

get down.sleep.

As soon as he fell down, the frozen air circulated again. Lei Zi pointed at them and gestured with his breath, "The newcomer knows our brother Lu?"

I don't know, half the class shook their heads.

The little broadcaster turned around and asked, "Then—how—he found—the—seat—?"

"May-can-really know-know?" Lei Zi continued to make exaggerated gestures.

"I know you!" Fan Kuankuan gave him another elbow, rolling his eyes to the sky, her tablemate's IQ is really not good.It's not clear, Su Cheng thought that the one who slept in the last row was as bad as he was, but he didn't know that the one who came to perform the perfect score for sleeping every day.

"Sit down, you! Collect the papers!" The squad leader howled, and the whole class trembled. The old man was so busy eating melons just now, how many papers have been finished?

Oh, the one who slept finished writing, long before Su Cheng entered the door.

"The last 5 minutes!" The squad leader was still an individual.

The whole class switched seamlessly, there were rustling noises everywhere, the examination room was like a battlefield, and during the chaos of war, someone bumped into Su Cheng's desk. He was originally tall, and it was uncomfortable to sleep on his stomach. In addition, he didn't eat in the morning, his eyes were blurry, and he was upright. Feeling sick, unexpectedly, his desk started to shake like an earthquake.

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu! The paper is closed! Raise your arm, let me copy a few questions!"

"Hurry up! Fan Baiyan is here!"

Su Cheng was dizzy for a while, thinking that this little brat would die soon.

The man next door moved, yawning along with the stretch, bumping into him again.

In a lazy voice with a nasal tone, he said bluntly, "Who is this?"

It's your grandpa.

The front desk is also a big heart, "New here—! Give me the paper!"

"Why is the newcomer sitting here?" Su Cheng's new tablemate was even more impatient, "I told Song Fox that I don't want to be at the same table."

Hold?The scum of the third middle school is so filthy?Su Cheng was dizzy, and Gouzi and his meat buns appeared in front of his eyes.

Mainly meat buns.

"Looks like it was arranged by School Huang just now. The fox will go to the principal now. Give me the paper soon! I'll kneel down for you! Dad!" Then the desperate little brat bumped into him fiercely, and Su Cheng's stomach acid followed. The table shuddered.

above.

"Hey, sit somewhere else." Su Cheng's back was poked by a pointed object, which should be a ballpoint pen based on experience.

If it wasn't for him not being able to lift his head up, this deskmate and the one in front of him would already be dead.

"Hey!" The deskmate stepped up.

"Don't touch me." As soon as Su Cheng said, his voice was like a mosquito, without any momentum.

"Change another place." The deskmate ordered.

Change your face.

Immediately after, Su Cheng's chair was kicked backwards, the famous school bully lost consciousness for the last second, Zhi Leng stood up and saw the face of his new deskmate clearly.

Cut hair, glasses, white school uniform, the handsome guy at the top of the pyramid downstairs.

Su Cheng automatically added a black frame to his brain, and there were eight huge meat buns beside the frame, Su Cheng reached out to reach for it.

With a loud bang, the school bully fainted in the second classroom on the first day of his transfer, and fell on the school grass, which was the only grass that touched him.

At noon that day, the forum of No. [-] High School exploded: No. [-] High School bully made No. [-] High School Luston beat him to the ground!Brother Lu is mighty!

Luston looked confused: Fuck?This product touches porcelain?