what are you doing

Fang Zeyu went directly to the Academic Affairs Office on the second floor to find the dean. The dean's surname was Ma. He was a serious middle-aged man who looked only in his 40s.

"Are you Fang Zeyu?" the dean asked while sitting at the desk holding his materials, his tone carrying the majesty unique to the dean.

"Yes, director." Fang Zeyu nodded.

Director Ma seldom meets students who are not afraid to see him.

He flipped through Fang Zeyu's information and nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, come to our school and study hard. Your class is in Class 2. You can see it when you go out and turn right." Director Ma looked at him again before he finished speaking, and turned He got busy with his own business.

Fang Zeyu thanked the director and went out.

Going out and turning right, Fang Zeyu looked at the number plate of the first classroom. It was Class 8, Grade 7, and Class [-] further on...

The corridor is very long, echoing with the sound of reading aloud from some classroom.

After passing by several classes in a row, Fang Zeyu stood at the door of Class 2, Grade [-].

The door was not closed, and the classroom that was supposed to be in the first class was not very quiet at this time. The head teacher was standing on the podium and reprimanding the two students in front of him.

Although the two students turned their backs to him, Fang Zeyu immediately recognized them as Ding An and the glasses.

As soon as Ding An arrived at the school gate in the morning, he ran into Wang Ge who was late.

"Yo, Gezi, are you late too?" He greeted Wang Ge in a good mood.

Wang Ge overslept in the morning and ran all the way to school without having breakfast.

He stopped in front of Ding An, propped his hands on his knees and panted heavily, and said, "Anzi, hurry up, let's go, the first class is for the soldiers!"

Ding An was still unhurried: "It's late, it's not too late..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Ge had already dragged him towards the teaching building.

Oh, and I also met that kid Fang Zeyu.

The two were caught by the soldiers without any surprise.

"Okay, Ding An, tell me how many times have you been late this month? I let you go one after another, and I treat you as a student, but do you treat me as a freer? Do you think you study well? Can you do whatever you want? Ah!?"

The soldier turned around on the podium angrily, pointed at Wang Ge's nose and yelled: "And you! Follow Ding An every day to make troubles! Is it so hard to be in the bed! You stay in the bed all your life and don't come out Got it!"

"It's really exciting." Wang Ge said in a low voice.

The volume was not loud, just enough to be heard by Da Bing, who kicked his ass angrily.

Ding An held back his laughter and was about to get internal injuries. He suddenly noticed that the class was quiet for a moment, and then there were whispers?

Immediately, a cold voice came from the door.

"Report."

When Wang Ge heard the voice, he turned his head and took a look, then leaned into Ding An's ear and said, "Isn't this the kid who was chatting with you downstairs just now?"

Ding An turned his head abruptly, and saw Fang Zeyu dressed in black and appearing at the door of the class with a blank expression on his face.

man, is it so cool?

When the soldier saw the person coming, he immediately brought him into the class with a smile.

He still didn't forget to turn his head and drive Ding An and Wang Ge back to their seats, his attitude can be called a change of face.

The soldier patted the podium and said loudly, "Quiet, it's time for class. Before class, let me introduce you. This is Fang Zeyu, a new transfer student from our class."

He nodded to Fang Zeyu, motioning for him to say a few words.

Fang Zeyu received countless attentions and salutes in an instant, and said calmly, "My name is Fang Zeyu. I am new here. Please take care of me in the future."

As soon as the voice fell, it was like a frying pan underneath.

"My mother, this is too handsome! The voice is so nice!"

"Oh Maiga~ This is my baby! My mother's spring is here!"

Someone even said coldly to the tablemate, "I want all the information about this man within 5 minutes."

The deskmate who is committing a nympho:? ? ?

The soldier clapped his hands to signal everyone to be quiet, pointed to the empty seat in the penultimate row by the window and said to Fang Zeyu, "Just sit there first."

"The squad leader took him to pick up his books and school uniform after class. You are most familiar with that place." Da Bing looked at Ding An and sneered.

The next meal is goose goose goose.

Fang Zeyu walked towards the empty seat in front of Ding An, meeting his eyes as expected.

Ding An raised his eyebrows, and Fang Zeyu nodded slightly at him.

As soon as he sat down, Fang Zeyu felt hot eyes gathering on him from all directions.

It's like watching a monkey.

He frowned and said nothing.

The soldiers on the podium talked about world geography loudly, and the students around them also turned their eyes to the front.

Wang Ge moved his head to Ding An's side, and asked him in a low voice, "Anzi, do you know him?"

"Yes, my neighbor."

"Isn't your neighbor an old man?"

"...This is his grandson."

"Grandson? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"I just came back from the south, you see a fart, can you shut your mouth, don't you see the soldiers looking at you a few times?" Ding An said through gritted teeth.

"...The search is dead, okay." Wang Ge silently turned his head to face the blackboard.

Ding An always felt that he was a bit derby.

As it turns out, he was right.As soon as this guy heard that Fang Zeyu was Ding An's neighbor, he knew him well as soon as he finished class, so he asked this and that, and even wanted to ask him what he eats to grow so tall.

Seeing that Fang Zeyu was getting impatient with his question, Ding An slapped Wang Ge on the head: "You're never finished, I just listened to you here before I got the book, I'm going to fart you. Let's go." , I will take you to pick up the book."

The last sentence was said by Fang Zeyu.

Of course Fang Zeyu would not refuse, stood up and walked out with him, but he did not expect Ding An to be the squad leader.

After leaving the classroom, Ding An nodded his head with his hands mysteriously, and said to Fang Zeyu, "He, this is not very good, don't worry about it, but he is still not bad."

Fang Zeyu was amused by him, shook his head and said, "It's okay, he is very enthusiastic."

The teaching materials are placed in the small black room opposite the teaching office, and there are a lot of sundries here.There are a lot of textbooks and workbooks for the second year of high school, and some recently issued test papers. Ding An managed to find all the things, and went to the opposite side to ask for two sets of school uniforms.

"Let's go, this math class, the eldest sister is not easy to deal with." Ding An said, picking up a stack of books.

Fang Zeyu nodded, picked up another stack of books and went out first with his school uniform.

The corridor is very quiet, and the other end is from classes 9 to 16, which are science classes. The disciplinary officer is lying on the back door of which class and staring inside, wishing to get his head in.

The two walked one after the other, but no one made a sound.

Ding An admits that he has some narrow-mindedness, but only a little bit.

He stared at the back of Fang Zeyu's head, recalling what the girls in class said in his head.

This person won't want to earn the position of school grass with him, will he?

Ding An stared at him hard again.

Well, the back of the head is very round, the neck is very white, the buttocks are quite upturned, and the legs are quite long, eh?Why do you seem to be taller than me?

Fang Zeyu felt a fiery gaze following behind him all the time, as if it was going to stare at him from top to bottom, it made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he moved his shoulders uncomfortably.

Plop.

Fang Zeyu was taken aback and turned to look at him.

Ding An knelt on the ground, bowed his head silently, propped his hands on the ground as if to kowtow to him, and the books in his arms were scattered all over the floor.

Ding An clenched his hands tightly.

What a fucking pain!

Fang Zeyu was taken aback, not knowing what he was doing, and asked uncertainly, "Uh, why such a big gift?"

? ? ?What the hell are you talking about?

Ding An slowly raised his head and stared at him fiercely.

"Excuse me, don't you see me fall?" Ding An gritted his teeth.

Fang Zeyu hurriedly put down his things to help him up, and asked with concern, "Are you all right? What happened?"

Ding An endured the pain and got up, waved his hands and said: "It's okay, I accidentally sprained it." Then he bent down to pick up the book.

It was really careless enough, Ding An complained to himself in his heart.

It's a joke, how could he admit that he was staring at him too engrossedly and accidentally tripped over with his left foot and his right foot.

Fang Zeyu grabbed him and said, "You fell hard just now, do you want to go to the infirmary to have a look?"

God damn it fell hard!You just fell hard!

"It's okay, what's the big man's business?" Ding An said, picked up Fang Zeyu's book on the ground and left, his knee hurt, but he held back, fuck.

Fang Zeyu watched him walk into the classroom safe and sound, picked up the book and followed him, feeling a little annoyed at what he had just said.

"I wipe it, it's bald." Ding An sat on his seat and looked at his broken knee during the big break, and scolded Fang Zeyu again in his heart.

Everyone went down to do gymnastics. Fang Zeyu didn't need to go with him on the first day. He didn't know where he went now, and Ding An also asked for leave from the soldiers to stay in the classroom because of his injury.

Ding An lightly touched his knee, and he groaned in pain. He really wasn't hypocritical, just now he just knelt down on the corner of the book, it was really fucking painful!

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the corner of Ding An's eyes.

Fang Zeyu is back!

Ding An quickly put down his trouser legs, and the rough school uniform trousers rubbed against the wound, and he gasped again due to the pain.

I will suffer at the cost of saving face!Ding An scolded himself fiercely in his heart.

Fang Zeyu quickly came to Ding An, handed over the things in his hand and said, "I just went to the infirmary to buy medicine, you can get some."

"I said it's okay," Ding An stretched out his index finger and thumb and squinted his eyes to compare: "It's just a small injury, will it heal tonight?"

"Oh, is that so? Then who was crying for the pain just now?" Fang Zeyu pierced him mercilessly.

"..."

"I just tried a little bit harder, and it doesn't hurt now." Ding An's mouth was stiff.

16 and 7-year-old boys regard face as the biggest thing, and he just doesn't want to lose face in front of Fang Zeyu.

"Okay then, but I've already bought the medicine, you should keep it, and if it's still not good at night, you can apply some medicine on it." Fang Zeyu didn't force him.

Ding An nodded, took the plastic bag calmly and said, "Okay, then I'll take it, thank you."

Today, Ding An's activities were greatly reduced, and even Wang Ge refused to ask him to play basketball in the afternoon.