The weather in midsummer is always annoying.

Even in the morning when the temperature was already relatively low, the weather was terribly stuffy.

Especially when the noisy cicadas are mixed with the disturbing heat, the air seems to be filled with an impetuous and noisy atmosphere.

The day Jiang Yu reported to Nangao.

Z City Beicheng, Nanli High School.

"Extraordinary!"

Just after the lunch time, a male student in the science class (1) of the second year of high school imitated the newspaper boy in the Republic of China, and rushed into the classroom where everyone had almost returned.

"Big news! Jiang Yu's giant Buddha has been transferred to our school!"

From his tone to his expression, he looked very excited.

"?"

"……What?"

The people in this class are all the top academic masters in Nangao or the entire Z city, and most of them are not particularly keen on gossip.As a result, people in the classroom who were lying on the table preparing for their lunch break, and those who had finally caught up with their free time to chat, suddenly heard the name, and they all looked up at him in unison, and the collective was at a loss.

"You're watching me do it like that... huh!"

The boy who was talking about the big news was halfway through his sentence, and belatedly realized why they were so dazed, and raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"It's my fault, my statement is not accurate enough, so you may not be able to remember who it is at the moment, but when you mention the name of Jianghu, everyone here must have heard of it."

He stretched out his index finger to point in a certain direction symbolically, and said: "Then who, next door, our school's official cp, the one in their school who is said to be like the 'Wenquxing' who descended from heaven and man,Have you heard of it? I don’t know why, but it was picked up by our school without saying a word.”

"ah?"

Perhaps it was because the boy who was said to be like a man descended from heaven was so famous that the title "Wenquxing", even most people in this class who were not keen on gossip, more or lessHeard about it.

So as soon as he heard such a detailed explanation from him, someone immediately opened his mouth and asked confirmingly:

"No, come to our school? It's just... the one in No.7 Middle School... are you sure? Did I hear it wrong or did you say it wrong?"

"Be confident, don't doubt your ears." Seeing the dazed expressions on the faces of the few other people who still haven't reacted, the boy at the door continued to explain, "Jiang Yu, the super BKing from No. 7 Middle School next door,The number one in liberal arts and the person in charge of appearance, who plays skipping classes and sleeps in school every day, but can always take the first place in exams—that’s him, I saw it with my own eyes downstairs just now.”

He paused as he spoke, and subconsciously glanced at the empty space in the last row of the classroom next to the wall, and added: "The top scorer in the high school entrance examination was tied with our brother Gu at that time."

These people are not keen on gossip, but it does not mean that they have not paid attention to or heard of gossip at all.

As soon as the words came out, everyone was instantly sure who he was talking about.

There is no other reason, but because this "Wenqu star" from the school next door has built himself into a legend in Beicheng by virtue of his strength during the whole year of high school.

In addition, the rumors among the students have always spread widely and quickly, so even those who have not paid special attention to it have heard of it.

In addition to what the classmate mentioned just now, there are——

"Oh, he, the peerless king, I've heard of it."

"Are you Xueshen about the mysterious question that was spread in the school next door?"

"That arrogant school girl in No. 7 Middle School dares to hate anyone, from the guard to the principal, there is no one in the whole school that he dares not to hate, right?"

"Tsk, the one whose name often appears in rotation with Brother Gu's is on the wall where we confess our love to the school next door."

"..."

"Bingo!" The boy snapped his fingers again, and clicked his index finger in the air, "It's him!"

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strange silence in the classroom.

For them, this was really big news, after all, no matter what the person at the door meant by picking it up, this was the first such style they had heard so far.

In particular, this meaning seems to be more biased because the other party has actually transferred to their school.

After a while, someone seemed to realize something again, and confirmed in a deeper voice: "Wait a minute, I need a more straightforward and accurate expression. What do you mean if you see him downstairs, it means he was picked by our school?"What if he just came to our school to visit or find someone.”

As he spoke, he raised his finger at the man pretending to be serious, and joked habitually: "Spray rumors to sow discord between our school and the little wife next door. Be careful when you look back at Director Wa and the real Hedong lion next door."Jointly sue you."

The Japanese director he was talking about was named Zhou Jun, and he should be regarded as an amiable person, but because he had a very similar appearance to the pumpkin in Plants vs.The "nicknames" of Wagua and Director Wa are placed on the back.

"Say it, I'm not afraid."

The man leaned against the door frame with an indifferent face, first subconsciously slapped him, and then said seriously: "No, don't you believe it, he really transferred to our school. It's true, just nowI heard with my own ears that he was discussing this with Director Wo, and it seemed that he had come here in the morning, and he just came out of the office after finishing the papers."

In the end, seeing that everyone was still a little skeptical, he held up three fingers like a swear oath and said, "I swear, well, this news is absolutely true, what did I lie to you, if you don't believe me, just wait, there will be facts to help you soon."I prove it."

"It's not necessary," the girl who asked the question before flicked his upright finger symbolically, "We just think this is a bit strange."

"Yeah, it's amazing," she said, and immediately someone came out and said, "Isn't the liberal arts in No. 7 Middle School much better than our school? Why did he suddenly transfer to our school when he was at the top of the list in liberal arts?"

"That's right, what's the situation?" The person next to him immediately said, "I remember that in the two entrance exams in Beicheng last semester, at least half of the top 50 in liberal arts were from their school, and they suddenly transferred to our school.It’s only now, may I ask if his brain was kicked by a donkey?”

Others followed suit, saying:

"I also want to say, what kind of confusing operation is this?"

"can't read."

"Too confused."

"I don't know if I was kicked by a donkey, but I heard,"

The boy who brought the gossip into the classroom leaned on the door with his elbows, his eyes swept across the last row again intentionally or unintentionally, he pretended to cough twice, and lowered his voice with a mysterious expression.

"He turned to—"

"Abandon literary theory."

Before he finished speaking, someone outside the door answered for him.

However, because the timbre was deliberately suppressed to be a little closer, and the content was too shocking, except for him who immediately turned his head back in fright, no one in the classroom reacted at once.

They only felt a burst of suffocation.

"???"

"What the hell???"

"Now let's abandon the theory of literature???"

Many people in the classroom stopped what they were doing, and started a heated discussion about this matter.

"I remember that the Seventh Middle School is the same as us. They all pre-score subjects in the middle of the first semester of senior high school, and then directly divide subjects in advance in the next semester."

"Is he so upset?"

"That's right, go crazy."

"It's been half a year, and I've almost finished the second year of ordinary classes. What are you thinking about this?"

"What the hell, the number one in liberal arts suddenly came here to study theory?"

"Is his decision serious, bro..."

The last person raised his head inadvertently when he was speaking, and hit the expressionless gaze of another person who appeared at the door at some time, and the words behind him unconsciously stuck in his throat on the spot, at least someIt took two or three seconds before he jumped out of the stunned stupefied with an uncontrollable tune.

"……younger brother?"

Everyone in the classroom was attracted by his unusual tone of "brother", and subconsciously turned their heads to look at him.

Then he turned in the direction he was looking, and was caught off guard by Jiang Yu's cold face, which was unfamiliar and familiar to them.

The boy stood there with his schoolbag on one shoulder and his cell phone in his hands with a slightly cold expression. An equally long and conspicuous white headphone cable was wrapped around his snow-white and slender neck.He didn't know when he took it off, but he gently pinched it between his fingers.

If you look carefully, it's not just the eyebrows and eyes of the school next door that have been rumored to be mysterious, but also lucky enough to be seen and circulated by some people.

Suddenly seeing the subject of the discussion is the main body, all the people in the classroom who were still emotionally loudly said:

"..."

Almost had a heart attack.

Jiang Yu's expression was calm.

He stood tall and straight at the door of the classroom of No. 2 Li (1), and his eyes quickly scanned the classroom. When he didn't find the person he was looking for, he slightly lowered his eyelids, smiled slightly mockingly, and saidThe question above them gave an affirmative answer: "100% seriously."

He raised his eyes again as he spoke, his tone was full of arrogance and sloppyness that was usually carried unconsciously.

"I don't know if you have any other questions about this," he asked.

Every word and deed exudes a kind of rebelliousness that is difficult to get close to.

Who dares to speak?

As soon as he opened his mouth, the classroom that was still noisy just now became completely silent, and it was almost audible.

Everyone inside lowered their heads one after another, not daring to speak again, only a few little girls who were fascinated by the beauty held back for a few seconds, and glanced at each other from the hill-like pile of books, taking a slightly nymphoShe kept sneaking glances at him.

Jiang Yu didn't bother to talk nonsense to them, and looked around the classroom more slowly than before. After confirming that the person he was looking for was not there, he frowned and turned to the balcony at the corner of the corridor.

Just as he stood in front of the railing with his hands fanned against the wind, his eyes were caught by a figure on the playground downstairs.

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