High school science students save the world

Nowadays, many people like to lie on the bed and play with their mobile phones before going to bed.

Especially young people.

Young people like to accept all new things, whether he is good or bad, even if he is hurt because of this, it is right and absolutely just, and the hurt is only because of your incompetence.

The girl, a girl with a blurred face and a large area of ​​shadow on her face, was chatting with her best friend boredly.

They called dear for a while, and she asked about the current situation of her girlfriends who went to other places to study painting, and talked about her life, and she couldn't help sighing.

"what happened?"

"Here comes a transfer student who has no accidents and is a high-ranking green tea whore that no one else can touch."

"Touch, don't be angry, it's fine for this kind of bitch to ignore her."

"And it seems to be transferred from some key high school."

She reported the name of the high school, and added: "That is a school over there."

The best friend was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"You're right, she's really a bitch. There was a big scandal in that school some time ago, she should be that student, she had to be transferred."

The girl was so excited that her hairs stood on end when she heard the secret: "What?! Come and listen."

The best friend talked about it vividly, and sent a few pictures, including screenshots of Weibo, and photos, and finally said secretly: "I thought she was a little pitiful at first, but it seems that this is purely self-inflicted."

She was so shocked that she couldn't speak, and her girlfriend's mysterious words were like a gust of wind: "This matter was suppressed, and Weibo was deleted soon afterward. Fortunately, I took a screenshot."

She took a deep breath, looked at the ceiling, the curtains were half-closed, there was a passing car, and the bright car lights drew a bright trace on the ceiling, thus making other places even darker, the black image It was the viscous ink that made her breathless and dizzy, and her whole body was in an unreal dizziness.

is a monster.

A monster has been released.

She ran out of bed to drink a glass of water, and then clicked on the group in the class, scolding mothers, playing games, talking about snacks, talking about snacks, no different from usual, then she shook her hands and put all the pictures on it , with a short text description.

The group after that was like a pot that exploded, but she just glanced at it, turned off her phone, and went to sleep restlessly.

The next day, the girl was sitting at the dining table having breakfast. The strange thing was that even on a sunny morning, the girl’s face was covered with shadows. She turned on her phone and took a few glances at her mother’s scolding, and then casually stuffed two mouthfuls of breakfast , went to school with floating footsteps.

At first glance, there was no difference in the school, but Fu Xueyi still sat on her seat with a blank face, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

But in the spare time after the morning exercises, a girl who was good in the class came over and signaled her to reveal more news with an ambiguous expression.

After lunch at noon, passing by the playground, a few boys playing football took a break and asked her about the scandal.

There is also the way of pointing at Fu Xue during the evening self-study, and the constantly moving notes...

The girl lowered her eyes, looked at the black and white words and thought: If you do it, you will do it. It is not me who dares to do it, but her. What am I afraid of.

The so-called scandal is something that entertains the public based on the truth.The parties concerned tried their best to cover up, but they were suddenly exposed in broad daylight. People were laughing and cursing at them, seeing them flustered and fearful.

The two catties of melon seeds at home can be eaten entirely by it.

Especially this kind of scandal that can't be said clearly but can only be understood, one raised eyebrow and one squinted, and the secret transmission between eyebrows and eyes is even more interesting.

Fu Xueyi didn't know.

Yang Yan and Qin Zheng didn't know either.

When they found out, it would be two days later, because neither of them bothered to care about gossip. When they found out, almost the whole school knew about it.

And tomorrow the sports meet starts.

Yang Yan huddled under the quilt and swiped his phone, halfway through the swiping, he lifted it up to show Tan Zheng, who covered him with the quilt, and suddenly laughed when he saw the wise gossip.

"Go to bed early," he said.

They didn't know at this time, and no one in the world knew, that this would be an opportunity for that war, a sign that power was completely subverted and dominated, a prelude to a new era full of hope and despair, and a seed that had been buried for thousands of years Germ that finally swells.

This night the moon hangs high, bright as a mirror;

That night Qin Zheng and Yang Yan went to bed early, like many students in the school, secretly looking forward to tomorrow's entrance ceremony;

That night Song Ci was called out for a date by Lu Weiming, and they were smiling like a pair of fools in the western restaurant, cutting off the tongue of a cow;

That night, Dr. Liu caught another person and gave Gardeners a full meal. Huya boy Xiao Ke happily went to see a movie;

There are many laughter and tears in the corners of the world that night, many misses and reunions, many births and passing away, and life is fragile and beautiful like a flower.

Then, it was dawn.

One night passed so unhurriedly.

After the students had finished their breakfast, they waited for the students from the same school to arrive and read absent-mindedly for a while. The head teacher asked everyone to change their clothes, and then went downstairs to line up.

The boys wear Chinese tunic suits, the girls wear blue shirts and black skirts, and the girls even have their hair styled in the style of the Republic of China. Those with long hair have two twist braids specially, making them look extraordinarily energetic.

Fu Xueyi was wearing a peacock green cheongsam because she wanted to hold the class badge, and her hair was pulled up high, revealing fresh and tender arms like white lotus roots, and straight long legs. The high-heeled shoes set off the snow-white ankles very beautifully .

The rotten girl's face was a bit ugly, but when she saw Fu Xueyi, she still walked over with a smile and said, "You look so good in it!"

Fu Xueyi just smiled and pushed her hair behind her ears.

The girl who was also changing clothes there suddenly gave a strange laugh, and Fu Xueyi's heart tightened, seeing them staring at her with a half-smile, and then they dispersed shouting.

"Don't pay attention to them, they're all sick!" After gritting her teeth, the rotten girl praised her a few more times before dragging her out the door.

The entrance ceremony is prepared at the east entrance of the playground, all the way through the rostrum, and then stop for 2 minutes to perform, and then walk all the way along the runway, go around to the south and enter the lawn of the playground to form a team.

After the performance, the class can watch the performance of the people behind on the grass.But Yang Yan and the others are sophomores in high school and class [-], so they are at the back, so they can only wait for the photographer to release the video later, so they can feast their eyes on it.

But although I didn't see the previous performances, I could see the strange costumes of the classes queuing up. One class was all in black cloaks and wore a V-shaped mask, and another class was wearing the red cloud organized by Hokage Akatsuki. Some are cosplay stews, everything.

The back table: "From this point of view, our class is not very distinctive."

He pointed to Class [-], all dressed in Hanfu, and someone held up a plaque with a big "Wang" written on it.

Yang Yan took a glance and then looked away.

"Class [-] will definitely not get the prize."

"why?"

Yang Yan chuckled: "Isn't the head teacher of Class [-] surnamed Wang? He used his surname in such a high-profile way, surnamed Wang, and proclaimed himself king. This is to take over the Zhang family's world!"

By the way, the principal's surname is Zhang.

The back table looked at him with disgust: "...Fuck, you have such a big brain!"

Facts have proved that class 1 did not win the prize, but Yang Yan and his class got No.[-] and got the money.

It can be seen that sometimes conspiracy theories are quite reasonable.

They made jokes, and the time passed quickly. It was not until the squad leader walked up to them and formed a team that the back table realized that they were asked to enter.

"I'm so nervous," rubbing my hands at the back table, "I'm out of tune when I sing, and I'm born with tone deafness."

Yang Yan: "Then you can lip-sync later, so you can fake it."

Back table: "..."

Tan Zheng patted Yang Yan on the back: "Don't talk, we're going in."

Fu Xueyi is actually not used to wearing cheongsam, especially this kind of cheongsam that is above her knees. She hugged her arms a little shyly, and looked down at her white and tender flesh. Her hands were cold and her arms were also cold, not like human arms. It looks like a piece of sculpture with a bit of flesh color.

come on.she said to herself.

Fu Xueyi raised her head, puffed her chest out, raised her class card, and carefully kept a distance from the team in front.

When she was watching Class [-]'s performance, her palms were sweating, and she almost missed the class card.

Class [-] soon ended the performance.

She held her class card high and walked under the rostrum. The sun was exceptionally good today, and the sun shone a bit dazzlingly. She opened her mouth tremblingly: "Sing——"

Inappropriately, a whistle sounded.

There were sharp and frivolous whistles one after another, and Fu Xueyi tilted her head in embarrassment. Some boys on the lawn were watching her and whistling.

Their gazes were like sharp knives, tearing open her clothes and skin, revealing a deeply buried secret, she seemed to hear their presumptuous and joking voices: "Here, here..."

Fortunately, it was quickly stopped.

She felt the bangs on her forehead were wet with sweat.Fu Xue choked out the title of the song, and then the whole class sang together, some hoarsely, some cautiously, she felt that the tune had gone to Java, it was like howling ghosts, but in the chairman The group of old men in front of the stage felt quite similar to it.

After singing for a while, he left.

The big sun made people have to squint their eyes. They watched the second half of the performance, and then listened to the headmaster's eloquent speech in boredom. Finally, the old man waved domineeringly and asked them to go back to their seats.

People from the [-]th class hurried back to change clothes, and several classes were crowded together, making a mess.

Fu Xueyi didn't want to go.

Or dare not go.

The rotten girl ran over to urge her to change clothes. She looked into her eyes and subconsciously refused for some reason: "...I'm going to the bathroom, you go first."

The toilet on the other side of the playground is very empty, L-shaped, and there is a sink for washing mops at the end of the toilet.

She walked into the toilet, and there was no one there, but she didn't want to go out, so she walked around slowly, bent down to the sink and washed her face.

The cold water wetted her hair, which penetrated into her scalp and caused goosebumps. She rubbed her arms, and suddenly heard two or three sounds at the door. She bit her lip and couldn't help but hide in the last room.

Those lively and lovely girls came in chirping. They talked for a while about their wonderful performance at the entrance ceremony, and for some reason they mentioned Fu Xueyi.

Fu Xueyi stood in the small cubicle, she looked up at the ceiling, the ceiling was drawn with a square grid, a little spider made a web at the corner of the wall, and a fly happened to land on the right side of the grid. In the center, she watched the little spider approaching slowly, and listened to the girls' conversations, she couldn't help but put her chest on the door to stop her beating heart.

She knows that she is not popular, but after getting along for a long time, she will definitely be able to play with her classmates.

The girls outside chattered about her.

"Those men were whistling just now, it's disgusting."

"It's not blowing to you, what's the rush?"

"That's right, she has a pretty face, a good figure, a good face, and a high-achieving student. Of course we can't compare to her."

A girl suddenly laughed loudly: "I don't even want to give you the three good students who sleep with the teacher."

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