Recently, in the third grade of high school, many people were reported and criticized because of puppy love.

In the post bar of Qian City No. 1 Middle School, high-rise buildings of "Season of Love" began to be built. The sun in September burned up the already vigorous energy of boys and girls aged 17 or 18.

Early on Monday morning, before the flag-raising ceremony started, class teacher Old Zhao stood on the podium with a serious face, enumerating the bad influence of puppy love on the last year of high school career and even on the life of the next few decades.

The boys and girls in the audience turned a deaf ear to this, and wandered into space with a face pretending to listen carefully.

Yuan Bozhu didn't listen either.

Puppy love is a very distant word for him.

First of all, of course, because Yuan Bozhu, whose soul is already hundreds of years old, has missed the best opportunity for puppy love.

The second is because, even in this eighteen-year-old body, he doesn't have any prerequisites for puppy love.

Yuan Bozhu is a very ordinary, boring, featureless, and unattractive transparent person in school.

Perhaps there will be such a marginal person in every class.

They are mediocre, with mediocre grades, few hobbies, few specialties, lackluster personalities, and no sense of humor.

Putting them in the crowd will not be obtrusive, and throwing them out of the group will have no effect.

This type of people is not annoying, but they are not likable either. They are a very non-existent type.

Therefore, during group activities, Yuan Bozhu can always be invisible.

To say that during the two years of studying in Qian City No. 1 Middle School, the most notable thing he did was that in the first semester of senior high school, Yuan Bozhu was stopped at the school gate because he lost his school card.

The officer of the student union recorded his name and asked him to stand side by side with several other students who were late, did not wear school uniforms, and did not wear school badges at the door, waiting to be released.

Every teacher and classmate who entered the school would glance at him.

That was the most disastrous moment of Yuan Bozhu's high school career.

Since then, he never forgot to wear his school badge, nor did he give anyone a chance to glance at him when he passed by.

Yuan Bozhu knows that some people on the Internet call people like him "social terror", who resist or even fear all dealings with people.

But in fact, Yuan Bozhu is not afraid of socializing.

He just hates being the one to be noticed.

Because of paying attention, it is possible to understand, and understanding is possible to expose——

Uncover some of the secrets that Yuan Bozhu has kept secret for years.

The best way to avoid this danger is to be the one unnoticed at all times.

Now Yuan Bozhu, who has become a senior in high school, has undoubtedly succeeded.

In Class 3 and 7 of high school, he was not anyone's good friend, he was not anyone's disliked person, and it was even less likely that he would become someone's puppy love object.

"——Don't think about it all day long, you are all in the third year of high school, the key is to study hard and prepare for the college entrance examination. Alright, the flag-raising ceremony, go down and gather now!"

The head teacher, Old Zhao, ordered everyone to put on their school badges, and Hornet's nest ran downstairs.

Among the crowd huddled in the hallway, Yuan Bozhu stood aside as much as possible.

When necessary, he will stick to the base of the wall to make a gap, and wait for others to leave him before leaving.

It's not that he is so modest, it's just that he is afraid that in the crowded process, if he accidentally pushes and pushes, he may hurt someone——

Yuan Bozhu's inner strength is profound, a small inadvertent movement, if he does not restrain himself well, it will cause the lives of others to be unbearable.

"Look, is that the school belle?"

"Our school has many school beauties, which one do you say?"

"It's the one with the short hair... ah, it's the school beauty walking next to the school grass."

"Oh, next to the school grass! Han Banlan? She and Lin Shuangxiu are not really in puppy love, are they?"

"It's possible, they're very close."

Yuan Bozhu was forced to listen to a mouthful of school gossip.

Yuan Bozhu has a deep understanding of the fact that the students of Qian City No. 1 Middle School love to select school flowers and grasses.

His deskmate often visits school forums, and is keen to vote for the type he likes.

In the forum, it is said that anyone with more than 100 votes will be awarded the title of school belle.After careful calculation, there are three school beauties in the third grade alone.

However, there is only one copy of the school grass, that is Lin Shuangxiu.

The reason why Lin Shuangxuan was able to stand out in the school grass competition and win a unique share was not because he was so handsome that no one could compare.

Mainly because of its popularity and popularity.

When everyone mentioned the school grassroots, they all thought of him.

Girls like his looks, boys like his personality, and being able to maintain a good relationship with both the opposite sex and the same sex at the same time is almost a rare talent.

"But how did I hear that the rich second generation from the international class is chasing Han Banlan?"

"Then do you think you can catch them? Look at the shoes on Lin Shuangxuan's feet. Amona is a limited edition this year. It has been out of print and has been sold to six figures. Others buy it back and treasure it. He wears it directly to school., do you think that someone is the owner of the poor money?"

"Damn, handsome and rich, the gap between people is really too big."

Yuan Bozhu leaned against the wall, waiting for a few people to walk by.

He is not interested in the rumors in these schools and the influential figures.

People like Lin Shuanghuan and Han Banlan are still far away from fringe existences like Yuan Bozhu.They are parallel lines that do not intersect.

Yuan Bozhu is also unwilling to have any interaction with such a high-profile person.

During the flag-raising ceremony, the whole school's appearance and appearance will be inspected.

Because Yuan Bozhu was tall, he stood in the last row, a rather inconspicuous position.

At the beginning, he had no idea that he would be caught out as a typical example of non-compliance.

No. 1 Middle School has two sets of school uniforms, one is sportswear and the other is ceremonial attire.Except for special requirements of the school, students generally choose what to wear.

Sportswear is more loose and casual, but there is no aesthetic feeling at all. Most of the time, students like to wear shirt suits with ceremonial clothes.

Yuan Bozhu didn't like it.

The school uniform shirts at No. 1 Middle School didn't fit well, and they were tight, and the materials were average and not very breathable. Under the high temperature of 35 degrees in September, Yuan Bozhu preferred to wear sports T-shirts.

Then he was caught out.

The person in charge of inspecting the appearance of the student union wrote down his name and told him: "You must wear ceremonial attire for the flag-raising ceremony, and you will be deducted a point for class demeanor."

Yuan Bozhu doesn't often get into disputes with others, but for this point, he still asks, "When was it notified?"

The other party glanced at him, and he was actually guilty at the moment.

Because the student union is responsible for notifying the whole school that the flag-raising ceremony this week must wear ceremonial attire.But the third and seventh class of senior high school is the only class in the third grade of senior high school that is alone on the fifth floor. They forgot about this class when they notified them.

But he couldn't expose his guilty conscience, so he showed the air of a cadre and said, "Don't you know how to wear it without notifying you?"

Yuan Bozhu was puzzled.

Without notice, how would he know to wear it.

The cadre said again: "Look at the people in other classes around, who is still wearing sportswear?"

It was fine if he didn't ask, but when he asked, Yuan Bozhu raised his head.

Yuan Bozhu has pretty good eyesight. Without glasses, he can stand in place and see a spotted bird parked on a tree hundreds of meters away.

Wearing glasses will weaken his high-strength visual perception, but it does not prevent him from seeing a boy in a sports uniform standing in the back row of Class 1, Senior Three, several classes away from him.

So he pointed to the student union: "He."

"..." The students from the student union didn't see it, "Are you kidding me? Where is it? When I looked over, everyone was wearing shirts!"

It seems that this point must be deducted.

Yuan Bozhu was very helpless.

Suddenly, someone next to him added a sentence: "But there are people wearing sportswear in the first class. I saw it when I went downstairs. Did you check all the way and didn't find it?"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Although everyone has a normal relationship with Yuan Bozhu, they are classmates after all, sharing weal and woe.

"Oh, why are you only deducting points from our class and not others?"

"I see, because Lin Shuanghuan is the one who doesn't wear etiquette clothes in the first class. Lin Shuanghuan is the former president of the student union, so you don't want to hit your family members, right?"

"There was no notice to wear sportswear. We wore it because of a tacit understanding. If you don't wear it, you are happy. Don't mess with class discrimination!"

"If you want to deduct it, you will deduct it, or if you don't deduct it, you will not deduct it."

Class No. 3 and No. 7 in senior high school is the lowest ranking class in the third grade of senior high school, and it has always been the focus of the student union.

They had been targeted many times before, and it was rare for them to have a reason to resist. Everyone turned their heads to confront each other aggressively.

"...All right, all right! I'll let you off this time!"

The cadres finally disarmed and surrendered.

Because of strict investigation, they really did not notify in place, if the people in class 7 make a big mess, it is the irresponsibility of the student union.

He could only snort, erase Yuan Bozhu's name, then looked up at Yuan Bozhu, and said, "School uniform is fine, but your hair is too long and it's not in compliance. The bangs can't cover your eyes, this timeLet me remind you first that points will be deducted if you do this again at the flag-raising ceremony next week."

Yuan Bozhu recognized this point.

His bangs are indeed too long.

Time to trim.

But this is not a trivial matter, Yuan Bozhu needs a lot of determination to make a decision——

Barber shop masters usually don't follow orders.

At the age of fourteen, because he listened to the nonsense of a confident Tony, he let the other party cut himself a bang.

This hairstyle gives people the feeling of having an IQ of 100 minus 80.

Simply put, it looks silly.

Yuan Bozhu's two generations of wisdom were instantly wiped out.

After returning home, his good brother Yuan Qifeng, who didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, laughed at him for half an hour.

The reliable elder sister Yuan Wanjiao couldn't see her younger brother's dumbfounded look, so she was ordered to shave Yuan Bozhu's hair on the spot with a clipper.

The stupid bangs are gone, and the bangs are restored one by one.

Hairstyle can change a person.

Yuan Bozhu came back handsome on the spot.

However, the elder brother couldn't laugh when he saw his younger brother's handsome and handsome face.

Yuan Qifeng spent hundreds of dollars on ironing the same style as a star, but it is not as good as Yuan Bozhu's cutout that was pushed out in two minutes.

Yuan Qifeng thinks that Yushu is facing the wind and is invincible in the world, but he pales in comparison in front of the young Yuan Bozhu. He couldn't hold back for a while, covered his face and went to the bathroom sadly and cried.

But Yuan Bozhu doesn't need this kind of handsomeness that makes his brother cry.

Standing out is a nuisance and invites him unnecessary social interaction.

He just wants to be a low-key person, and he doesn't do any unnecessary things.

So for the next month, Yuan Bozhu always wore a hat to school.

When the teacher asked, he also replied that his head had been cut and he couldn't blow the wind.

Fortunately, his parents helped him lie, saying that he had indeed undergone an operation, probably because of his brain.

It has been several years since then, and Yuan Bozhu always asks Yuan Wanjiao to help him cut his hair.It is uneven, short of weight, bumpy, very casual, and Yuan Bozhu is very satisfied.

But Yuan Wanjiao has not been home recently.

Yuan Bozhu may not be able to find his sister whose whereabouts are a mystery.

Not only her, but also her elder brother Yuan Qifeng, also erratic.

This has been the case for a long time.

After Yuan Bozhu's 18th birthday, his brothers and sisters have become strange. Not only do they not like to go home, but they are always covered with injuries when they appear occasionally.

Parents don't comment on it, they don't even think it's weird.

The couple are remarkably receptive to everything.

From the perspective of Yuan Bozhu's parents, no matter what happens in the world in the next second, there is a reason for it, and they do not interfere or resist.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have adopted Yuan Qifeng when Yuan Bozhu was ten years old, and picked up Yuan Wanjiao who was lying on the side of the road and talking about it that night.

This is terrifying to the parents.

The family atmosphere is so weird, but Yuan Bozhu never went into it.

He upholds a belief that as long as he doesn't ask, some things will never have answers, and he tries hard to be an ordinary person in this weirdness.

It is a simple matter for others, but it is difficult for Yuan Bozhu.

How about cutting it yourself tonight?

"No, no, there must be some people who don't know that Lin Shuangxuan's hair is longer than that of girls in class one of the third year of high school."

"No points will be deducted for this, just stare at us in class seven. The world is cold and people's hearts are not old, and the students will kill people!"

"What do you know? Lin Shuanghuan has good grades, is handsome, and has friends everywhere, so of course he has privileges. How dare you little bastards sue the former president of the student union?"

The members of Class 7 yelled at the students from the student council, causing the other party to turn pale and red, and finally stamped their feet and ran away.

Yuan Bozhu's crisis resolution.

It was the first time for him to enjoy this kind of treatment - the whole class helped him fight for his personal rights.

If the classmates don't help, he will be deducted points today.If points are deducted, the head teacher will talk to him.If he is talked to, Yuan Bozhu will definitely become the teacher's focus within a certain period of time.

Yuan Bozhu felt that he should say thank you to his classmates.

However, when he was about to speak, the boys and girls who had helped to anger the student union just now turned their heads and didn't even look at him.

"It's the first time to run away from the student union, it's so cool!"

"You kept talking about Lin Shuangyou just now, be careful that people will hate you."

"What are you afraid of? Lin Shuangxuan has a good temper. I've never heard of him getting angry with anyone. I'm still afraid that he will beat me up?"

"Stand fast, the old class is coming!"

They talked about themselves, and they didn't care about Yuan Bozhu behind them at all.

Everyone worked together to protect the honor of the class, but they completely forgot who the person who was almost deducted points was.

This is also due to Yuan Bozhu's meager presence in the class.

In this regard, Yuan Bozhu was very pleased.

The principal came to the stage and spoke for ten minutes.

Due to the official implementation of the Union Education New Policy, starting from this week, the whole school will cancel evening self-study and leave school on time at six o'clock.

As soon as this remark came out, the whole school erupted.

The principal waited until everyone was happy, and said that the New Deal subsidized a scholarship for all large public schools.Encourage everyone to fill in the application actively. All performance and final grades this semester will become important references for scholarship selection.

This news, compared to the previous one, did not arouse everyone's carnival.

Schools like Qian City No. 1 Middle School are mixed, and there are many outstanding students among them, but most of them are just to pass the time and get a high school diploma.

These students have a fairly clear sense of who they are—the scholarship has nothing to do with them.

On the other hand, there are some stable academic masters who write their excitement in their eyes. Although their hearts are beating wildly, they are calm on the surface.

It was Lin Shuangxuan who took the lead in applauding.

Immediately, the whole Class 1 of Senior Three applauded together, and then the whole school applauded together.

After the applause was over, someone asked Lin Shuangxuan in a low voice: "You are so active, do you want to get a scholarship?"

"good."

Lin Shuangxuan was wearing a sports jacket that was out of season, and looked out of place with the others around him. With a smile on his face, everyone looked very friendly, and said, "You can try it."

When they were disbanding, a group of people surrounded Lin Shuangyou, all talking about the scholarship.

"It's more than 10,000. If you really want to get it, you have to treat it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? When people don't get scholarships, they treat guests every day. It can save you a meal."

"It's true, hehehe."

Everyone seemed to agree by default that as long as Lin Shuangxuan filled out the application, he would definitely get the scholarship.

Lin Shuangxuan has always maintained a top academic performance since the first year of high school. No matter how he usually wants to be with everyone, it will not delay him from being a top student.

On this point, everyone admired him very much.

"Isn't it more than 30 degrees today? Why are you still wearing a coat?" Someone asked.

Lin Shuangxuan raised his eyebrows at him: "I have thin skin and tender flesh, what should I do if I get sunburned?"

Standing next to him was a tall and strong boy, who instantly got goosebumps, gasped and said, "You're so fucking good at it."

A few elementary school students from the Student Union suddenly followed behind, trotting all the way panting, squeezed to Lin Shuangxiu's side: "Brother, just now at the flag-raising ceremony, someone from Class 3 and 7 of Senior High School gave you a small report!"

Everyone was surprised, even Lin Shuangxiu was stunned: "Call me a small report?"

He is not familiar with the people in Class 7, why are they making small reports on him?

"Just say that you are not wearing a formal attire, and that your hair is too long. Obviously they can't see your class at all, and they keep mentioning your name, which is clearly aimed at you!"

"What happened to the long hair? Who did you provoke?"

Han Banlan is the only girl in this group. She and Lin Shuangxuan have been in the same class from elementary school to high school, and have a close relationship.

Many people who don't know them always think that they are a couple, but Han Banlan is quick to deny it every time.

"It's a bit long." Lin Shuanghuan raised a lock of hair with his index finger, and said with a smile, "I'll cut it this weekend."

His hair is really long compared to other boys.

The soft hair is slightly curly, with the ends over the ears, and the hair color is very light, with a golden brown looming in the sun, which looks very special.

Because of this distinctive hair, Lin Shuangxuan was named by the head teacher in the first year of high school, and asked him not to perm his hair in the future and immediately dye it back to black.

Lin Shuangxuan spent a lot of effort to prove that this is the state of his natural growth.

Nowadays, no one would worry about whether his slightly curly hair was carefully designed in a barber shop.

But the extremely strong growth rate of Lin Shuangxuan's hair still shocked everyone for a time.

Sure enough, as soon as this stubble was mentioned, some people exclaimed: "I remember you cut it once when you started school? Why is it less than a month, and it is longer than Han Banlan!"

"To tell you the truth, if Ge Ge and Sister Lan walk together, I might not be able to recognize the girl from the back."

Han Banlan was still staring at Lin Shuanghuan's hair with a serious face, but when she heard this, she exploded, kicked the person who spoke, and said, "Let me teach you how to recognize it now?"

Lin Shuangxuan watched them fight all the way, just smiled and didn't speak.

The student next to him suddenly tugged at Lin Shuanghuan's sleeve, pointed to him in the same direction with a low voice, and said:

"Senior, look, it's the tall guy with glasses. He's the one who will take the lead in giving you a small report!"

Lin Shuangxuan followed his hand and looked over.

Yuan Bozhu in the crowd walked alone, without any companions around him.

If you look closely, you will find that he has a straight back and a tall and slender figure. His height of 1.8 meters is considered top-notch among his peers, but he did not take advantage of this height.

Because he always hangs his head, his thick bangs and clumsy glasses cover most of his face, which makes him look depressed, which weakens his own uprightness, and hides silently in the crowd.

Overall a very humble person.

Lin Shuangxiu only took a glance, then looked away, and said, "Are you running to deduct points from others?"

The student scratched his head: "He doesn't dress properly."

"You only deducted other people's money but not mine, right?"

"Of course, how could I deduct my brother's points!"

"I knew it……"

Lin Shuangxuan sighed.

He doesn't really care about these deductions, anyway, he only needs to participate in one or two competitions or activities to get them back,

"It's not easy for the student union to establish some prestige. Don't give special treatment to such trivial matters. It's not an example."

"Oh... Got it bro."

Han Banlan had already finished the beating, and turned around and walked to Lin Shuangling's side, and asked, "Obviously, my junior has reminded you to wear etiquette clothes today, why didn't you listen to the greeting, isn't this causing trouble for others' work?"

Lin Shuangxiu didn't expect this matter to come back to him again, so he opened his mouth and said, "Ah, I...forgot, please be considerate, I have a bad memory recently."

The junior waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, no points will be deducted today. I thought the principal would investigate strictly, but in the end he didn't."

Lin Shuangxiu patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you."

"No hard work!"

When returning to the school building, the third grade and other grades diverged.

The juniors waved goodbye to Lin Shuangxiu.

Han Banlan bumped into Lin Shuangxuan's shoulder, and said with a smile, "You have such a high reputation in the second grade. I think they would like to erect a statue of you in the student union."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Shuangxuan frowned and took a light breath.

Han Banlan was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Lin Shuanghuan's face was full of resentment: "You hurt me."

Han Banlan was dumbfounded.

"Sister Lan, take it easy, our big brother is skinny and tender, what if we crash it!"

Han Banlan turned to Byakugan: "Lin Shuangxiu, I really want to beat you up."

Everyone joked that Lin Shuangxuan has become more and more contrived recently. Last week, he wore a mask even though he didn't have a cold. He was so coquettish.

Lin Shuangxuan always laughed off these ridicules.

It's just that no one noticed that when he smiled, his lips were completely drained of blood.

Before returning to the classroom, Lin Shuangxuan excused himself to go to the bathroom and separated from several people.

He walked to the teacher's toilet where there were fewer people, and went directly into the cubicle.

The sultry school uniform jacket was taken off, and inside was an ill-fitting large T-shirt.

Lin Shuangxuan's eyes swept across his arms, and then tugged at his collar. From the corner of his eye, he saw his shoulders, and his expression changed slightly.

The smile that was always gag in front of people faded away, and Lin Shuangxiu's expressionless face looked alienated and cold.

There were mottled red marks and bruises on the arms and shoulders.

The wound on the shoulder is about to scab, and you can still see the appearance of a few days ago.

And where Han Banlan bumped into just now, the subcutaneous bruise was shocking.

Lin Shuanghuan frowned, checked that the wound was not torn, then put on his clothes again without changing his face, and walked out of the cubicle.

Just happened to meet the grade director to go to the toilet.

"This is for faculty and staff only, and you're pretty good at finding a place."

Wen Zhong, the grade director, knew Lin Shuangxiu well, so he didn't criticize him.

Lin Shuangxiu was taken aback for a moment, then bowed obediently: "Hello, Director, and goodbye, Director."

"What are you praying for? I just wanted to tell you something. When you find time, you can go to the teaching office and fill out a scholarship application. This is not just a matter of money or not. The Education Bureau attaches great importance to the first batch of scholarship applications for each school.students have the opportunity to be sent to Union College."

If an ordinary high school can teach a student from the Alliance Academy every year, it is considered to be famous in history.

Although Lin Shuangxuan's grades are not the best in the whole school, but he has a high overall quality and a lively mind. He was an excellent student from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, and he was the president of the student union.The chances are great.

Being able to study at Alliance College is almost every student's highest ideal.

But the strange thing is that Lin Shuangxuan was not very happy when he heard Wen Zhong's words.

He just nodded politely, smiled politely, and said, "Understood, thank you, Director."