I thought I was a jerk

The position of the first-year freshmen should be in the middle and back row of the auditorium, arranged according to the class position.But Xue Ci signed up late, so he probably didn't reserve his seat to watch the ceremony. Xue Fu was also worried about letting his younger brother plunge into the crowd, so he simply left Xue Ci to watch in the background.

The distance is close, and there is a screen to broadcast, although the view is not good, but it can't stand the enthusiasm of the senior students, so Xue Ci brought soft chairs and small tables, and turned on the air conditioner to make it warm and comfortable.

It's just that the surrounding students were busy, and Xue Ci was the only one who was rested on the soft sofa chair, looking very out of group.

Xue Ci: "..."

He bowed his head slightly.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

The students who came one after another saw Xue Ci, and saw that he was quiet and well-behaved without making a fuss, but they were just a little curious and let him sit where he wanted.Even the teacher who was in charge of the opening speech, after arriving at the scene, he just glanced at it as if nothing had happened.

Xue Ci kept silent and pretended to be dead.

The opening was given by a teacher representative. Unlike other school leaders who gave speeches that were stinky and long, this teacher gave a very short speech. He introduced Qingpu’s school rules and motto, welcomed the new students, and then it was over. The speech probably didn’t fit half a sheet of paper.

He got off the stage in a hurry, and a corner of the windbreaker that he matched casually was quickly blown away due to his movements, revealing the half-tucked shirt corner, looking casual as if he was temporarily caught on the stage.

Of course, Xue Fu wanted to maintain Qingpu's image in front of his younger brother, and said softly to Xue Ci: "Qingpu delegates quite a lot of power to the student organization, and a large part of it is because most of the teaching teachers are in Qingpu except for the high school teachers. University teaching, research subjects and topics, very busy."

So it's normal for such a busy teacher to be informal.

Qingpu's university department is a world-class prestigious school with a long history, ancient and exclusive. It used to only accept students of noble blood. After several reforms, it only recruited foreign students.

Being born in Qingpu University is almost a kind of benchmark, and the students are all celebrities in the society, standing at the top of various industries in society.The admission standard is extremely high. Even if you graduated from Qingpu High School, the score line will be lower, but without absolute strength, you will not be able to break through that threshold.

Not long after Xue Fu explained to his younger brother, he also needed to give a speech on stage.

Xue Fu was a third year student in high school. He came on stage as a prefect who had been in office for six consecutive years and an outstanding student representative. As soon as he was illuminated by the lights, the eyes of the students off the stage brightened up.The eyes of admiration and longing fell over without any concealment.Some well-informed people also know that Xue Fu is the eldest son of the Xue family, who is rarely known as a genius and has outstanding abilities.

Compared with the previous teacher representative, Xue Fu's speech was longer, and many words were improvised.The students below listened with enthusiasm, and they looked forward to the future after entering Qingpu, and there were countless students who were impressed by Senior Xue Fu.

After Xue Fu finished his speech, he nodded in a gentlemanly manner, and after stepping off the stage, he couldn't wait to go to Xue Ci's side to tease him, "Ah Ci, was brother serious just now?"

Xue Ci raised his head slightly.

Although he really wanted to tell Xue Fu that he didn't listen at all just now, after a little silence, he still said, "Excellent."

Xue Fu didn't hear the perfunctory meaning at all, and the smile on his face became a little more obvious.At this moment, a certain freshman who was also in the first year of junior high school sorted out the manuscript, and his eyes fell unconsciously on Xue Ci's side. With his slender hands, he folded the two sheets of snow-white manuscript paper and put them in the inner pocket of his coat.Then his eyes turned slightly, and he walked slowly to the front of the stage without squinting.

When the boy left step by step, Young Master Xue glanced at him without paying attention, and asked the person next to him, "Is he the representative of this year's freshmen?"

The senior who had completed the preparations was very free, so he came over to talk to Senior Xue, and glanced at the senior's younger brother who was said to be extremely cute and beautiful, and replied: "Yeah, after contacting him, his personality is quite cold."

"A junior from the Feng family, I don't have much impression."

"Hey, what is this?" The man said, "The young master of the Feng family has bad luck. In order to catch up with this year's reform, the freshmen representatives will not choose the ones with the strongest family background from the ones with good grades, but directly rank them according to their grades, so this This is the newly elected representative—what's his name."

He really racked his brains and finally got a little impression of the name: "Xie Wenhan, he seems to be the stepson of the Xie family in Handu."

Xue Fu didn't respond, the Xie family was really not worth mentioning to him, not to mention that he was only a stepson and he didn't know him.

But Xue Ci was slightly stunned, he raised his head almost subconsciously, his eyes followed the back of the freshman representative, and saw that the other party was queuing up in the backstage to prepare, his fingertips hanging on both sides were slightly stretched because of tension, his complexion Very white.

"Although his family background is average, his grades are really good. He can get full marks in the high school examination papers. The main reason is that he is talented in practical research subjects. I heard that Lao Xu wants to accept him as a closed apprentice."

Lao Xu is the teacher who gave a speech before. It looks nothing special, but he has a high academic reputation.

"Is he Xie Wenhan?"

Xue Ci said suddenly.

Sensing his younger brother's concern, Xue Fu was also distracted: "Ah Ci, do you know him?"

Xue Ci's social circle is very small, Xue Fu felt that it was wrong to miss a friend of his younger brother.

Xue Ci's expression quickly turned cold.

He lowered his eyes, looked a little cute, and his voice was the same.

"No."

"I do not know him."

Xie Wenhan's speech was not long, and he left after speaking.Although he performed calmly and well, but because of his mediocre family background, even the applause was sparse.

The senior was rarely able to talk to Senior Xue, so he began to gossip at this time, "By the way, there is another gossip about Xie Wenhan. It seems that Xie's family doesn't like him very much, and even the tuition is saved by himself." It’s been half the time, and it’s not finished yet. It’s understandable, after all, it’s the oil bottle that doesn’t sound good—” His words suddenly stopped.

Because Xie Wenhan got off the stage at some point, walked nearby, and picked up the water glass on the long table to drink.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his expression was flat.

The station is not too close, but because the senior's voice was not low just now, as long as he is not deaf, he may have heard it.

Even if this is a freshman who has just entered the school, the senior in the third year feels hot on his face and becomes inexplicably embarrassed, after all, he said behind his back that he is not a good name.

Xue Fu still didn't care much, although the other party was discussing gossip with him.But Young Master Xue was used to being arrogant, and never cared about these trivial matters.

The eye feathers of Xue Ci's crow's wings trembled slightly.

He raised his head and observed Xie Wenhan more carefully.

Xie Wenhan was very thin, not much taller than him.The school uniform on her body didn't fit well, it was a little loose, and there were very small scratch marks on the fabric, which definitely didn't look like it was recently tailored.The water cup used is an ordinary cup, even if it is cleaned very clean, it will inevitably reveal a little old trace.

Such a person is simply out of tune with the entire Qingpu Academy.

Xie Wenhan quickly packed up his things and left. He didn't look at Xue Ci again, and naturally he didn't argue with the senior who was talking about him.

Seeing him leave, Xue Ci suddenly asked, "Am I similar to him?"

This question is so strange that people are surprised. Xue Fu frowned slightly, and looked at Xue Ci with some worry: "Why do you ask such a question? How can he compare with you."

This sentence was not a deliberate insult to Xie Wenhan, and Xue Fu had no prejudice against Xie Wenhan himself.It's just that whoever compares with his younger brother, he might say the same thing.

No one can compare with Ah Ci.

What's more, the gap between Xie Wenhan and Xue Ci is indeed too big.

Appearance, background, ability, nothing can be compared.

But Xue Ci thought in his heart, he didn't see it, but he was not liked by others.

Still, he's more annoying.

Xue Ci studied at Huai'en Middle School in his previous life, but he did not expect Xie Wenhan to be a student who graduated from Qing Pu.

He only cared about this for a moment, and was abandoned by Xue Ci again.

He and Xie Wenhan should never meet again in this lifetime.

...

After the performance, the orientation ceremony was also announced to be disbanded.It's still very early, rather than going back to the dormitory early and resting early, more students choose to go out of school to have fun with friends they just met.

Especially the freshmen in the first year of junior high school have already vaguely planned their own groups. Now is the time to make friends. Compared with learning knowledge, they are more willing to spend time developing contacts with students of the same class in school.

Xue Ci and the other students haven't met each other yet, so of course they don't want to socialize.What's more, in his previous life, he came here alone, and he didn't see anything wrong.

Qingpu is a compulsory boarding system, usually two people share a room, and it will be changed to one person only after entering high school.

But no matter it was Xue's family's wish or Xue Ci's own plan, in the end Xue Ci entered school and lived alone.

It's just a tiny privilege.

It's a pity that Xue Fu, who is a senior high school student, already has dormitories in the surrounding areas, so it is impossible to arrange Xue Ci in the dormitory of the high school.

Otherwise, he could still visit his brother from time to time.

Xue Ci didn't expect that he was lucky enough to escape some harassment...

Although Young Master Xue didn't have any social activities, Xue Fu had many occasions to go, so he could only helplessly rub Xue Ci's soft black hair, and said: "Brother, go first, don't open the door randomly at night, call me if you have something to do." Brother on the phone."

Xue Ci: "...Okay."

Xue Ci replied.

According to Qingpu's strict management, what can happen in the dormitory.

As a result, just after seven o'clock, Xue Ci heard the muffled knock on the door from the next door.

Qingpu's dormitory was in good condition, but the sound insulation was mediocre. Xue Ci just happened to get water from the refrigerator near the outside of the wall, when he heard the sound again and again.

Quite disturbing.

Xue Ci sat on the sofa and read a book for a while, and only opened the door after the sound of kicking the door finally calmed down.I was going to see which student it was, and I would report it to the dormitory teacher tomorrow, only to see a drenched young man sitting in front of the next door.Leaning against the door, legs bent, hands slightly wrapped around knees.

He was really soaked, not the wetness of being in the rain—unless the rain from the sky was like a waterfall; there were drops of water on his eyelashes, and the ground he was standing on was soaked with water.

The school uniform jacket was torn into a tattered piece of cloth for some reason that seemed man-made, and there were bruises and swelling marks on that clear and handsome side face, which was particularly conspicuous on the pale skin.

Hearing the slight knocking of the door coming from beside him, Xie Wenhan turned his eyes sharply, with undisguised indifference and hostility in his eyes, piercing like a gleam.