Little Mr. is one hundred years old

There are many right and wrong people who are good-looking.What's more, this is the identity of a teacher - since Long Zhao entered the school, all kinds of gossip about him began.

"I heard that Teacher You came back from abroad."

"I heard that his family is very rich and has opened a large listed company."

"Aren't you a high-ranking student?"

"..."

Qing Huan listened on the sidelines, and kept complaining in her heart—gold-plated overseas, listed companies, high-ranking children... What kind of god-like settings are these, and what is the dragon filling in the personal information...

And since the two confessed in the office that day, Long Zhao never looked for him again.In fact, Long Zhao didn't show anything special about Qing Huan, as if he was one of his many students, and he wouldn't even give Qing Huan an extra look during class—even though he clicked on Qing Huan many times It seems to be a little too much, but because Qing Huan performed well in Chinese class, Teacher Zheng also liked to call him by his name before, so it seems that there is nothing unusual.Every day they are called teachers and students, keeping a proper distance, Qing Huan almost thinks that they are really just an ordinary teacher-student relationship.

Soon after the start of school, there will be the spring sports meeting. Originally, this was not Qing Huan's business, but because he usually performed very well in long-distance running in physical education class, of course the physical education teacher would not let him go, and reported him for the 3000 and [-]-meter events.Because Qing Huan participated in the sports meeting, Ji Zhiqiu and Chen Ziran, two people who were not very interested in this kind of group activities, even took the initiative to apply for the event. Ji Zhiqiu was sprinting, and Chen Ziran was high jumping.

After school, the students participating in the sports meeting will practice on the playground, and Qing Huan is no exception.Before practice, Qing Huan went to the lounge to change into her sports clothes. When she entered the lounge, there were several boys laughing and changing. Qing Huan looked around and saw that there was no cubicle, while the other boys did not. Don't shy away from seeing each other honestly, Qing Huan is not too hypocritical, he is a boy, he took off his school uniform jacket, and there was a vest inside, and when he was taking out his sportswear to change, a boy next to him looked at him blowing Whistle: "So white, just like a girl..."

As soon as the words came out, the rest of the people looked over, and then laughed happily—Qing Huan was a little embarrassed, but they didn't have any malicious intentions, so they didn't want to care about it—but these words were just entered one after another. Ji Zhiqiu and Chen Ziran heard this, and those two turned pale first.

"What's the blind comparison? Who is the same as a girl?" Ji Zhiqiu dragged out the end of his voice, with a bit of threat in his arrogance.

The boy who talked knew it was bad when he saw the two of them——Ji Zhiqiu was known by the whole school to be difficult to mess with. He was a bad student who was messing around in school, and he was also a bad student with a good background. Not good, although this period of time has restrained a lot, but just take a break as a tiger, who dares to flirt?And Chen Ziran is also a man of the hour. Everyone knows that the rich second generation used to be a loner with a haughty personality. Too strong, just a look is enough to scare people - the two of them were really at odds before, of course, now they are also at odds, but they are often together, it is said that it is because of the transfer student in front of them - Bai Qinghuan.

The boy who realized this knew that something was wrong, and his expression froze, while the other boys who were laughing just now looked away, pretending that they didn't see or hear anything.

Chen Ziran stepped forward, looked at the boy expressionlessly, and only said two simple words: "Apology."

After being swept away by Chen Ziran's eyes, the boy immediately lowered his head: "I'm sorry..."

"Not to me, but to him."

Seeing this, Qing Huan shook her head: "No need..."

Of course, the boy still apologized to Qing Huan in a sensible manner, very sincerely: "I'm sorry, that sentence was unintentional, I'm really sorry."

"Oh, it's okay, I know, it's just a joke, I don't mind." This apology made... Qing Huan was really embarrassed.

The others, including the boy, changed their clothes as quickly as possible and left the lounge. There were only three people left in the lounge.

Qing Huan sighed, looked at Chen Ziran and Ji Zhiqiu: "Aren't you too serious? Isn't it normal for boys to joke around? It doesn't matter to me...No one will talk to me like this..."

Ji Zhiqiu plucked the hair on his forehead, "Who do you want to talk to?"

Chen Ziran just stared at Qing Huan.

"..."

Qing Huan rolled her eyes, changed into her sportswear, locked her school uniform in the cabinet, and walked out.

"Cut!" Ji Zhiqiu snorted coldly, "I'm pretty tempered."

Chen Ziran ignored him, quickly changed his clothes, and left quickly.

Only then did Ji Zhiqiu realize that he was left behind, and changed his clothes while cursing.

When Qing Huan was doing warm-up exercises, Ji Zhiqiu and Chen Ziran also came over one after another. Anyway, as soon as the two of them came over, the rest of them consciously stayed away——

It's really... Qing Huan feels helpless in his heart - it's because of this that his high school life is so... lonely...

"Qing Huan, let me help you press your back." Ji Zhiqiu offered to show his favor.

"No need." Qing Huan flatly refused, pressing her legs.

Without saying a word, Chen Ziran also followed Qing Huan to do warm-up exercises.

Ji Zhiqiu's enthusiasm was repeatedly hit. If he had lost his temper before, but he had no choice but to hold his breath and warm up when facing Qing Huan.

At this time, on the fourth floor of the office building not far away, a man in a white windbreaker was drinking coffee while looking at the playground. smile.