not fierce

In the morning, Mo Xian got up late again, and didn't let Xu Xin cook, saying that he wanted to take Xie Xunyang to see how delicious the fritters were at the entrance of the primary school.

Cheng Jiawang and Cui Shu were already waiting in the courtyard, and the four of them met up and walked to the school together.

Haowang Village in winter is a bit depressed. The leaves are spread on the dirt road, and there is a "rustling" sound when stepping on it.

The school is to the west of Haowang Village, and children from several nearby villages go to school here.It is more lively there, there is a market on the [-]th of every month, and there are many delicious foods.

Cheng Jiawang showed a lot of enthusiasm for Xie Xunyang today, and he felt like a big brother taking care of the newcomers, so he kept introducing him all the way.After talking about the village and the school, after talking about the school, they began to popularize their "hostile elements" in the school.

Xie Xunyang: "..."

He also didn't want to join a small group and share the same hatred.

"You don't know, that idiot named Liang Sheng in the class... Hey, he is very thin and tall, like a stick, you recognize it at the first sight! I just threw Xian'er's eraser last week!" Cheng Jiawang said Get angry.

Mo Xian snorted, showing a self-conscious expression, "That's because he was afraid to challenge me, so he could only secretly throw the eraser."

"I'll throw his eraser today to avenge you." Cui Shu promised, patted his chest.

Mo Xian, who said harsh words a second ago, "Okay!"

Xie Xunyang: "..."

When I arrived at the school gate, I saw a cart surrounded by many people. Most of the children came to school.

Mo Xian's eyes lit up.

Xie Xunyang understood, and took the initiative to say: "I invite you."

As he said that, he was about to go inside, but was stopped by Cheng Jiawang, "Hey, hey, don't move, let Xian'er do the shopping!"

"?" Xie Xunyang was puzzled, and saw that Mo Xian had already squeezed in familiarly, and came out after a while with a bag filled with hot fried dough sticks. It was obvious that the noodles were a size bigger than others.

Mo Xian puffed, and said to Xie Xunyang: "If you want to wipe your hands, wipe them quickly, you have to eat this while it's hot!"

"...No need." Xie Xunyang took out a pair of fried dough sticks from inside, broke them open and ate them.

The taste is fluffy, but it's not as special as it is advertised.It may be that the person who ate it seemed extremely satisfied, which made Xie Xunyang eat a different taste.

"I'm going to be late today, let's come early tomorrow, and we can still sit down and have a bowl of tofu nao." Mo Xian rolled his almond eyes.

Cheng Jiawang and Cui Shu ate quickly, and had already stuffed their fried dough stick money into Mo Xian's pocket. Xie Xunyang originally wanted to treat guests, but he didn't say anything again when he saw this, but just prepared to give his own money to Mo Xian .

"You don't need it, my mother gave me double breakfast money this morning." Mo Xian leaned over to get out of the way, and stuffed the fritters into his mouth in two or three bites. The preparatory bell in the campus had already rang, and all the students outside were in a panic run inside.

"Run!"

They also hurriedly rushed, and entered the teaching building ahead, Mo Xian felt the people around him stop and fall behind.He stopped, turned his head and shouted: "What are you thinking! The head teacher is so fierce!"

Xie Xunyang suppressed the surprise in his heart. The scale of this school almost overturned his impression of the school.The whole school has only one building with three floors.Where he is standing now is the playground. The ground is an ordinary concrete road, not covered with plastic, and there are four basketball hoops standing alone.

As far as the eye can see, is the whole picture.

Mo Xian urged again.

Xie Xunyang came back to his senses and asked, "Which floor is the Academic Affairs Office? I'll report. By the way, how many classes are you assigned to?"

"What class?" Mo Xian didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, and asked in confusion, "You, aren't you also in the fifth grade?"

"Ah."

"That's our class..."

Xie Xunyang thought for three seconds before he understood what Mo Xian meant.

It turns out that there is only one class for each grade.

He felt that his cognition had been refreshed again.

There are three classes in grades one, two, and three on the first floor, three classes in grades four, five, and six on the second floor, and a music classroom, a computer room, and the teacher's office on the third floor.

Mo Xian and Xie Xunyang were the last to enter the classroom. The head teacher was a young female teacher in her twenties, surnamed Li, who wore plain clothes and black-rimmed glasses.

She obviously knew that there would be a transfer student coming today, so she let Mo Xian sit back in her seat, and then asked Xie Xunyang to stand on the podium to introduce herself.

Xie Xunyang is wearing a very ordinary beige sweater and coffee-colored trousers today. It is obviously a combination of warm colors, but it does not incorporate the coolness that comes with his temperament.Just standing there makes people feel different.

The students sitting below couldn't help but become a little cautious, and there was a faint discussion.

Teacher Li knocked on the blackboard to make everyone quiet.But Xie Xunyang only said his name and remained silent.Teacher Li had no choice but to let him sit in the last row on the left.

Almost all boys and girls sat at the same table in the class. Xie Xunyang glanced at him and saw that Mo Xian was sitting in the middle, facing the first row of the podium. The same table was a girl with a ponytail.Cheng Jiawang is in the third row, and Cui Shu is in the last row on the right.

Xie Xunyang walked to his seat, and saw that the same table was a short boy with a severely hunchbacked back. He was leaning against the back door and laughing at him. He was very excited to see him coming, dancing with his hands and feet, and almost tilted his body and fell off the stool.

Xie Xunyang felt weird and felt that something was wrong.

"Whoosh~" A frivolous whistle sounded from the next door, and there was a laughing voice, "I finally have a tablemate, look at how happy this fool is!"

Xie Xunyang put down his schoolbag and sat down, frowned slightly, and turned his head to look.

Tall, thin, like a hemp stick.

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He calmly turned his gaze back.

Liang Sheng originally thought that this new classmate looked rich, so he deliberately said a few more words, but just as he smiled, he received a cold side face from the other party.

"Hey!" Liang Sheng called him, afraid that he would not know, and said, "New here!"

Seeing that the other party still ignored him, the smile on Liang Sheng's face turned cold. Teacher Li threw a piece of chalk at him. Liang Sheng had to sit down temporarily, but he still kept cursing in a low voice.

Xie Xunyang listened to this class very wonderfully. For 40 minutes, his ears never stopped.On the left is Liang Sheng cursing softly, and on the right is the new tablemate who sometimes giggles smirkly and sometimes makes bumping noises due to excessive movement.

Finally, when the get out of class bell rang, Teacher Li closed the book and called to the back row: "Xie Xunyang, come with me to the office."

Xie Xunyang took a deep breath, stood up and followed out.

When he stepped on the bell and returned to the classroom, the teacher was replaced by an old man.

She has white hair and slurred speech, and she doesn't look like the age that a serving teacher should have.

At this moment, Xie Xunyang felt that he had already adapted well, and no matter what he saw again, he would not be surprised.

He sat back in his seat.

Very good, all kinds of sounds are buzzing around, and even the sound of chewing breakfast secretly, one after another, but the teacher's teeth leaking can't be heard clearly.

Through blackboard writing, Xie Xunyang recognized that this course is about ideology and morality.

He took out the textbook, just laying it flat, suddenly the hand of the deskmate stretched out, and there was a handful of melon seeds in the dirty hand.

Xie Xunyang frowned and didn't speak. He used his wrist to minimize the contact and pushed the hand away.

In the next second, the hand was persistently stretched out again, about to hit the nose.

Xie Xunyang put the pen on the book, feeling displeased, and looked at it with cold eyes and warning.

"Pfft." Liang Sheng's teasing sound was obvious across the aisle with his left hand, and the boys around him also laughed without hesitation.

"Haha, look, no one can stand that fool."

"Who wants something from a fool!"

"Look at how useless he is..."

The tablemate was frightened by his eyes, sprinkled a lot of melon seeds, and timidly stuck them back to the wall, looking even more hunchbacked.

There was a lot of movement in the back row, but the old teacher was not only slurred, maybe his ears were not very good, and he was still reading on his own.

Mo Xian turned his head for the third time.

I saw that Xie Xunyang's air pressure was a little low.He lowered his head, turned the pages of the book very quickly, and sat still upright. Whether it was a huddled fool or Liang Sheng and others who were out of shape, he always seemed out of place with the surroundings.

Stand out from the crowd.

It was the first time Mo Xian had that picture.

After the two classes, there is a big break, which lasts for 10 minutes.

Mo Xian moved near the back door, pretending to talk to the classmate who was picking up the water.

Cui Shu and Cheng Jiawang also came over.

Xie Xunyang was still sitting on his seat reading the book, Mo Xian glanced at it, it was the one he read last night.

What's it called... The Baron in the Trees?

"Hungry." Cui Shu rubbed his stomach.

"You didn't eat less in the morning!" Cheng Jiawang punched him in the stomach, "Do you want to go to the canteen at the door?"

"Hey, I want to go."

"...Let's go, Xian'er, let's go together!" Cheng Jiawang greeted.

"Too lazy to move, you go." Mo Xian leaned back casually, and quietly put his hands on Xie Xunyang's table.

"Row."

"Wait." The two were about to leave, Xie Xunyang raised his eyes, took out a 50 yuan sheet and handed it to Cheng Jiawang, "I'm treating guests, and I bring four of the same."

"So much!" Rao, the son of the village head, had never seen so much pocket money!

When Mo Xian heard that he still had a share, he couldn't help but jump up, and tapped and tapped on the table.

The idiot next to him also smirked.

Mo Xian couldn't bear it anymore.

Finally turned around, lowered his head next to Xie Xunyang's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, did you find out? Do you feel that your tablemate is a little abnormal?"

The ears were suddenly itchy from the breath.Obviously there is no milk smell, but it makes people feel that this person speaks with a milky air, which makes Xie Xunyang suddenly think of the appearance of sitting opposite him drinking milk last night.

"Yeah." Xie Xun's expression remained the same, his eyes never leaving the book, "The teacher in charge explained it to me just now."

His new deskmate has a very ambitious name - Wang Chengcai.Specifically how it became like this Mr. Li said in a rather cryptic way, only saying that his brain reacted a little slower than normal people, but not to the point of being stupid.Now there is only this empty seat left in the class, so I have to temporarily arrange for Xie Xunyang to sit here, and if I really can't stand it, I can mention it to her again.

"You don't know, do you? That idiot's parents... are married by close relatives! Tsk tsk tsk, they deserve it..." Liang Sheng spread out his long legs, his toes deliberately approaching Mo Xian's shoes, and his voice was unabashed, joking with rascals.

"Shut up! It's none of your business." Mo Xian cursed at him viciously, his disgust was beyond expression, he endured it, and then whispered to Xie Chaoyang, "Then what... he is usually quite obedient Yes, it’s not troublesome, maybe it’s the first time I have a tablemate, and I’m a little excited.” Mo Xian thought about it, opened his mouth, and carefully observed Xie Xunyang’s face, seeing that there was no change, and then Coughing twice, he said, "If he quarrels you, you can beat him up! He is afraid of being fierce, and he can be honest for a long time if he is fierce."

It was the first time Xie Xunyang saw Mo Xian swearing at someone. Because of the huge difference from his appearance, he was almost happy and pressed the corner of his lower lip.

Mo Xian thought he was angry with a fool, looked at the excited party next to him, and finally made up his mind, "If you can't, let's change seats! I know how to be fierce! I know how to..."

"Crack!" The words were severely interrupted by the person who smashed the book on the table. Mo Xian didn't come up in one breath, but when he met those deep and cold eyes, he felt that the blood all over his body was frozen. Difficulty breathing.

Liang Sheng and the others were also startled by the sound, and turned to look at the two in surprise. Then, just as they were about to show an expression of watching the excitement, they saw Xie Xunyang's mouth curled up, with a three-point calm and patient voice. .

"How about it, is it enough for me to be so fierce?"