After I was reborn, I only wanted to take the exam at Tsinghua University and Peking University

When Ji Han first transferred to Yan'an High School, the weather was sunny and sunny.

The June sun penetrated into the classroom through the window, and the reflection of the stars reflected on his drowsy face.Ji Han turned his head to hide for a while, but the sun didn't let him go, as if it wanted to burn him from the skin.

Because it was a whole month later than the stipulated registration time for freshmen, the homeroom teacher only briefly introduced the new transfer student, and didn't ask him to do stupid things like self-introduction, so he pointed to an empty seat by the window for him. Sit over.

The students in the class seem to be used to this situation.

As the only art specialty class in this school, there are always some students who go through the back door to avoid rumors within one or two months after the start of school, and transfer in one after another.

Just like Ji Han.

But this also happens to illustrate one thing.Those who can be transferred to this class have family conditions that are either rich or noble.Otherwise, it would be impossible to come to a school like Yan'an High School.

The students looked at the new transfer student carefully from below, as if they wanted to get some information from the other's unfathomable face.

He was wearing a neat school uniform with a new round school badge pinned to his chest.Thin glasses frames are placed on the small bridge of the nose, and the hair is attached to the scalp meekly, blocking the pair of eyes that are not brilliant.

Compared with those boys who have been bathed in the sun all year round, he is more than one degree whiter than them.

A girl secretly stretched out the back of her hand to gesture the color difference between the two, and quickly took it back with a little envy.

The homeroom teacher has always had nothing to do with this kind of relationship, so he clapped his hands foolishly twice and saw that no one responded, so he had to embarrassingly signal him to go back to his seat.

Ji Han didn't react at all, and seemed to be half a beat slower than others. After standing there for a while, he slowly found his seat and sat down.

People kept whispering and speculating about his origin.Some people even speculated from his reaction just now that he might be mentally handicapped.

Ji Han turned a deaf ear and just sat quietly in his own place.

The second period in the morning is physical education class, and most of those who are still in the classroom are girls who are afraid of hiding from the sun.It wasn't until 10 minutes after the bell rang for the third period that the group of crazy boys came back with their sweaty school uniforms.

When Zhao Yansheng came back, he was still holding the ball in his hand, and the long-sleeved school uniform was hung on the neck of Gu Shaoyi beside him, revealing the short white T-shirt with his arms completely exposed, and he could vaguely see the sweat soaked sweat. Wheat-colored and strong body.

He has the simplest crew cut, and the maximally enlarged facial features make him look aggressive.

It is a primitive wildness that has not yet been tamed.

He snatched the water glass on the opponent's table, raised his head, and started pouring water down his throat with a gurgle.

The Adam's apple rolled, and sweat dripped down his neck, leaving small puddles on the wooden desk.

The girls kept casting their gazes at him, even though the gazes were reserved enough, they were hidden under the Chinese textbooks.

After Zhao Yansheng drank the water, he felt that he had been pulled back from the dehydration state, and his throat was still a bit burning.He stretched out his hand and rubbed it lightly twice, looking amorous and ignorant, obviously not paying attention to those girls whose cheeks were covered by textbooks, blushing one by one.

When he saw Ji Han who was only separated from him by a corridor, he was obviously taken aback.

"New classmate?" He stepped forward and patted the other person on the shoulder.

Ji Han was concentrating on listening to the Chinese teacher's lecture, when suddenly he felt his shoulders sink, and a familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang in his ears, almost like the whisper of a demon.

He raised his head in panic, and happened to meet the man's questioning gaze.

Zhao Yansheng's hand was resting on his shoulder, as long as he moved forward a little, he would be able to touch his fragile neck...

The fear of death in the previous life made Ji Han quickly take two steps back, his face was still a little pale after being frightened.

Seeing Ji Han's bewildered and timid face, Zhao Yansheng somehow remembered the rabbit raised by his younger sister.Every time he pulled its ears, the frightened look of the little rabbit was exactly the same as Ji Han's now.

Zhao Yansheng thought it was a little funny, so he touched Ji Han's shoulder maliciously.

"Are you afraid of me?"

He didn't seem to have bullied this new chick, did he?

Ji Han avoided the other party's probing eyes, pretended to listen to the class seriously, and refused to respond.

The third section is Chinese class. The Chinese teacher is a middle-aged woman who is approaching menopause. Her voice is thin and shrill.

Zhao Yansheng came back late, and dared to walk around in the classroom to affect the classroom discipline.The Chinese teacher threw a chalk tip over, "Students who are late, don't hurry back to their seats? What are you talking about!"

Zhao Yansheng turned his head to hide for a while, probably wanted to say something more, but he could only regretfully return to his seat.

Ji Han subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, thanking the Chinese teacher for his timely chalk attack.

Fortunately.

It took Ji Han a long time to digest the matter of his own rebirth.

He even recited the core socialist values ​​in his heart several times, but it still didn't work.

So, he had to accept the fact that he was reborn and returned to the first year of high school with difficulty.

For Ji Han, this memory is already a little blurry, he remembers more about Zhao Yansheng.

Zhao Yansheng braved the heavy rain to give him an umbrella.

Zhao Yansheng had the cheek to pester him to make up lessons.

And Zhao Yansheng forcefully kissed him in the school's grove.

Ji Han was slightly absent-minded, and even his face was a little red.

only....

He also never forgot how Zhao Yansheng ended his life with those hands in the end.

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