Bai Yueguang goes back a little

"Ding Ding Ding-"

A bell rang in time, Zhao Zeyuan was spared heavy punishment, and Tan Mei didn't bother with him anymore.

Looking at the time, Tan Mei said, "I don't want to adjust this seat, you can try to sit for a week. Xu Ling, I will arrange a seat for you at that time, and you can print a form and stick it on the wall on weekends."

The female classmate next to Jiang Chuyue nodded, "Good teacher."

Turning her head to meet Shangjiang Chuyue's eyes, Xu Ling explained: "Before the flag-raising ceremony, the teacher selected the class committee based on the results. If you are not here... I will be the class leader."

She seemed a little ashamed, and hurriedly added: "Why don't I talk to the teacher, or let you be the monitor? I..."

Jiang Chuyue: "No, I don't want to be."

His first task now is to prevent Tang Ming from committing a crime, and he doesn't care about other things.

"As soon as the flag is raised, the class committee will be settled." Tang Ming walked to Jiang Chuyue, took a chair across the aisle and sat upside down, put his elbows on the back of the chair, and sneered, "It's Tan Meigan come out."

The sun has completely risen, and the cicadas in the south don't stop even when school starts, singing wantonly under the thick shade of trees.

In the class that just started, the students gather together in twos and threes, and after class, they go to stay with the people they used to know the most.

And Tang Ming came to look for Jiang Chuyue.

"Wow...the two in our class are so handsome!"

"Hey, you don't know them both?"

Scholars gossiped like crazy, and seeing these two not only dared to be late for Tan Mei's class, but also so good-looking, the topic spread.

At least half of these people gathered in the class were discussing these two topical characters.

"The one in the first row, Jiang Chuyue!"

"Oh! The first in the next grade?"

"Yes. The handsome guy in the last row... is the thorn in Mr. Tan's class. Just... the one who fought with No. [-] Middle School once."

"Oh... no wonder I heard that he was a school girl when I was a freshman in high school..."

Mentioning Tang Ming's "brilliant deeds", the girls' voices became quieter, but they were still faintly excited.

Tang Ming has never lacked these topics since he was a child, so he doesn't care much.

"Hey! Are you the class monitor?" Tang Ming suddenly turned to look at Xu Ling.

"Uh-huh."

Tang Ming: "Then you put me and Jiang Chuyue seat together, we are familiar."

Zhao Zeyuan, who had just bought two bottles of ice water from the grocery store, just came back and heard this sentence, and the ice water in his hand seemed to be even colder.

"Brother Ming, why don't you sit at the same table with me?" He pushed away the crooked tables from the left and right in the back aisle, bent over and stuck his buttocks on the other table, and reached out to grab a bottle of ice cream. Throw the water to Tang Ming.

Tang Ming caught the water and handed it to Jiang Chuyue.

"Hey... I'm..." Zhao Zeyuan really wanted to say that it was bought for Tang Ming, but seeing Jiang Chuyue take it naturally, he suddenly felt that it was unnecessary to say this sentence.

Zhao Zeyuan stood up and handed Tang Ming his own water, "No, forget it, brother Ming will give you water."

"Thank you." Tang Ming was not polite, he unscrewed it and took a sip before returning to Zhao Zeyuan's words: "This whole class is full of top students, and I don't want to be a hindrance, do I? Ask Jiang Chuyue to make up for me, and say How about better grades?"

In fact, there were not so many gossips, the young master Tang Ming just felt reborn and didn't want Jiang Chuyue to be too far away from his sight.

"Brother Ming, do you want to study?" Zhao Zeyuan yelled loudly in disbelief.

The students in the class were not very familiar with each other, so Zhao Zeyuan's loud voice was directly heard by the whole class.

The top students in a class all looked at Tang Ming with a sneer and a smile.

Tang Ming: "..."

day.

He knew that he didn't love learning very much in his previous life, but there's no need to say that about him, right?

"What the hell..." Tang Ming got up and locked Zhao Zeyuan's throat under his arm, and kicked his sole with the back of his foot.Zhao Zeyuan's strength was relieved by Tang Ming, and he slid down.

"Brother Ming, Brother Ming! Wrong...wrong! I'll teach you how to read and I'll teach you!"

Zhao Zeyuan knew that Tang Ming was playing with him, so he grabbed Tang Ming's arm with one hand while begging for mercy with a grin.

"Who cares about your teaching!" Tang Ming let go of his hand, and pushed Zhao Zeyuan away by the way, "Here is the ready-made number one in grade, you are the best!"

"Hey! I was admitted to our class too!" Zhao Zeyuan roared wronged, "Don't look down on me!"

In fact, Zhao Zeyuan is really the best grader among Tang Ming's old friends, the two of them did evil together in the first year of high school, and he really got into the top class by sprinting.

But Tang Ming didn't like him.

Can he compare to the provincial champion two years later?

cut.

Before Tang Ming opened his mouth to mock him, a girl with a lively personality answered Zhao Zeyuan's words: "My brother, let's talk about our class after taking the first monthly exam! Maybe after you finish the exam Just go to the parallel class."

Caught off guard, he answered, and the distorted students all remembered Zhao Zeyuan's embarrassing incident in class, and burst into laughter.

"Fuck?" Zhao Zeyuan didn't know the girl, so he was a little stunned, "Who are you, classmate?"

"She is the school committee." Xu Ling said, "Teacher Tan ordered it before the flag-raising ceremony."

"Why do you look like a firecracker!" Zhao Zeyuan shouted at the cute girl who was not tall, and took the lead in booing, "I'll call you little firecracker from now on!"

"Hey...you!" The little firecracker was really on point, chasing people to hit, Zhao Zeyuan had long legs, and ran all over the classroom with his head on his head, breaking the square layout of the classroom where the tables and chairs were aligned horizontally and vertically by himself.

Tang Ming didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he bent his legs on the crossbar under the chair quite leisurely, patted Jiang Chuyue's table and booed: "Zhao Zeyuan, run faster, the little girl has caught up with you. "

The students who had just started school had nothing to do, and the whole class was brought in by this joke, watching the little firecracker chasing people, and was mobilized by Tang Ming to make a fuss.

"Brother Yong! Run faster!"

"Whoa whoa!"

"Going to catch up!"

Xiao Pao Zhan has good physical strength and has not stopped being chased for several laps. Wherever Zhao Zeyuan went, his friendly classmates gave way automatically, making the chase more convenient.

"Damn it! You schoolmasters, just be yourself!" Zhao Zeyuan was out of breath and stopped running, and the girl picked up a textbook and beat her up.

The owner of the book was indignant: "That's my book!"

But it still couldn't resist the sound of "cracking" books and body collisions, and the small gun battle was too ruthless.

The booing classmates all burst into laughter, and Tang Ming thought that Zhao Zeyuan, who had a lot to do with each other ten years later, would be in such a mess now, that he was about to laugh.

The school bullies and the only school bully who didn't fit in seemed to break the barrier of dimensionality. Tang Ming took the lead in laughing at Zhao Zeyuan, who was running away with his head in his arms.

The bell rang and didn't hear it.

"It's time for class—" The Chinese teacher flashed at the door of the classroom.

He had never seen such a rowdy top class, let alone it was only the first day of school.

The Chinese teacher was very gentle, smiled helplessly, and walked into the classroom covering his ears.

The students who sat in many groups lost their temper and returned to their seats with unfinished thoughts. There was a sound of "stabbing" in the classroom.

Tang Ming hadn't had such a simple and pure heart for a long time, with a smile on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows, he slowly got up from the chair.

Coincidentally, the original owner of the chair was Xiao Pao Zhang, and she was already waiting behind her right now.

Tang Ming said to Jiang Chuyue, "I'll come back in the next class" and put the chair back to its original position. He didn't forget to praise the little firecracker: "The little girl is good, she has a future."

Unexpectedly, she stopped being irritable towards Tang Ming, and raised her head and said, "I, my name is Huo Xiaojiao."

Jiang Chuyue turned her head to look over, and found that Xiao Pao Zhang's face was still a little red.

He frowned, and felt a stuffy feeling in his heart, which wasn't exactly a good feeling.

After Xiao Pao Zhan introduced himself, he bowed his head and sat down.Tang Ming glanced at her, smiled and bent slightly, bent his index finger and middle finger, and tapped twice on the little girl's table with two joints.

"Remember, you are the school committee, the high officials will cover me up in the future." He made a joke and returned to the back seat.

Seeing Xiao Paozhan nodding slightly, Jiang Chuyue blushed.

He turned his head and pursed his lips, looking colder than usual.

Tang Ming sat back in his seat, while Zhao Zeyuan was still rubbing his back and hissing, complaining in a low voice: "Damn, this girl is too violent."

Tang Ming didn't stop playing, so he slapped him on the back suddenly, put his index finger in front of his lips before Zhao Zeyuan turned his face and wailed at him, raised his eyes and glanced at the Chinese teacher, indicating that he was in class.

Zhao Zeyuan was teased by Tang Ming's bad taste, his facial features were distorted, his face was wrinkled, and he shouted silently.

Tang Ming laughed twice, in a good mood, picked up the water-based pen on Zhao Zeyuan's desk and turned it around, looking at the podium.

The Chinese teacher has already started to introduce himself, saying that his surname is He and his name is Rui, and Class One is the first class he took over from the second year of high school to graduation.

Looking at He Rui's young face, Tang Ming thought, he might not be able to graduate.

This teacher is only 23 or [-] years old, very young, but it seems that he was reported because of some personal problems, and he was dismissed before finishing his class.

It was a big deal at the time, but Tang Ming barely went to school at that time, so he knew very little about it.

Left and right have nothing to do with him, now Tang Ming is more concerned about how to quickly make Zhang Li like him.

And, how to make Jiang Chuyue her deskmate.

Hey, I have a plan for the first thing, but the latter thing is more difficult and variable.

The Chinese teacher is gentle, and the boys in the science class seldom take Chinese classes. The top students have a Chinese book on top, and a physics and chemistry book on the bottom.

Zhao Zeyuan, a half-baked scholar, was even more so.

He didn't even need a book to cover himself, and asked directly: "Brother Ming, are you going to play now? And the boys from the attached middle school have made an appointment. Do you want to teach me a lesson after school?"

Listen, what's wrong with this?

Tang Ming really didn't know what he was doing before, he was really full.

Tang Ming: "Forget about fighting in the future, it's okay to play with those old boys on the team."

Zhao Zeyuan scratched his short hair, "Brother Ming, you don't want those lands anymore? The sixteen streets and two back alleys of the school we took down, just throw them away?"

The fallen... Jiangshan...

Tang Ming only felt that there was a second-rate monster sitting next to him, thinking that he was just like this ten years ago... really...

He said dryly, "No more."

Zhao Zeyuan couldn't help sighing: "Hey! What a crime! What a pity!"

"You want to fight by yourself every day." Tang Ming turned his pen, his tone disgusted.

"Then what do you do every day?" Zhao Zeyuan was mean and curious.

Tang Ming stopped turning the pen that turned into a flower, opened the catalog of Chinese books, and said calmly: "Father, I want to study hard and improve every day."

Zhao Zeyuan: "..."

Why do you think brother Ming went back to take a summer vacation, people are outrageous.