Jiang Yu quickly saw what Gu Zhi said.

Just after the first class in the morning.

But he didn't go up to see it in person, but someone who couldn't wait to bring a long-distance gossip to join in the fun, and moved very quickly, sharing it with a superficial brother group that he was forcibly pulled into before.

Afraid that he might not be able to see, he manually beat him several times.

To the people in the back row, Nangao's grade list is actually no different from the lists posted on the bulletin boards after the exams in other schools. It is so common that most people don't bother to take a second look.

But for the people in the front row, the difference is too big.

As a result, although the corner where this list is posted is quite remote, there are still people who enjoy it and go to watch it every day.

What's more, it is even possible to run over to watch several times in one day.

why?

the reason is simple.

Nangao is a key school with strong science subjects. Although it is very strict in the management of major issues, it is democratic and lively in many small matters.

For example, in the display of the grade list.

In the past, Nangao’s grade ranking list was actually no different from other schools. It was just a large list of ordinary names pasted on it, and then the top ten or so people were picked out separately, and their profile pictures were also ordinary.Qi posted next to it.

But since the art students of Nangao applied to the school and were approved to take charge of the school's various cultural constructions, this list suddenly changed.

He became unusually lively and cute, and... a little bit more, even with the world's most stinky cold face, people can't help but want to get close to him just by looking at him.

For example, it only took a short month this time, and Jiang Yu was lucky enough to squeeze into the top of the list with his strength.

The photo was taken at the gate of the Academic Affairs Office when he came to Nangao to report on the first day.

Moreover, the environment and atmosphere were quite serious when the photos were taken, and the photos were no different from ordinary ID photos.

Big red background, head and shoulders shot.

It's just that the Director Wo who took Jiang Yu to report at that time only told him that this is the relevant regulation of Nangao since the past years, and it will be useful in the future.

It did not elaborate on what the photos might be used for.

If Jiang Yu had known that he would be executed in public in this way, he would have done the same without hesitation at that time, just like when he saw the photo of himself on the grade list for the first time., Almost without thinking, I sent them a sentence in my heart: "Fuck your mother's relevant regulations!"

There is no other reason, just because the serious photo of the white T with a red background taken at the entrance of the Academic Affairs Office is now very unserious, without the background and shoulders, only a bald head is left.

Not only that, but under that head, the art students who are still being brainstormed have grafted a stick figure lower body with its own sand sculpture movements.

Leng is the "Master of Danqing", let him use the most indifferent and serious expression, and make the most cute moves.

That's all.

After all, looking at the past, all the people whose photos were posted on the list all looked like ghosts full of joy.

As long as it's indiscriminate, and it's not targeted specifically with malicious intentions to "uglify" him alone, then it's barely tolerable.

However, there was one thing he really couldn't bear.

That's where he sits on the class standings.

Jiang Yu's ranking on the grade list this time is actually very high.

It was almost as flat as a river, directly over the shoulders of more than forty people in the class, or hundreds of people in the whole grade, and jumped to the sixth place in an instant.

This should have been something to be happy and proud of.

But so

However, the sixth position happens to be the second row on the list that is both the honor roll and the grade list.

That is, the position directly below the first place.

There is nothing wrong with the position itself.

The action has always been the same action, and the confession has always been the same confession, which is basically the same as when the previous academic masters were on the list.

But the problem is, the person in this position is Jiang Yu.

And the number one on his head is Gu Zhi.

Who can bear the fact that after blatantly declaring war with the other party to "see you on the grade list", not long after, he will be forced to point his index finger upwards with one index finger on the list without dignity, and touch the other hand stupidly.Holding his heart, he seemed to be quite proud to say to everyone: "Did you see, I am an idol".

Just ask who can you???

Anyway, Jiang Yu couldn't bear it.

He couldn't bear the slightest, complete, even a tiny bit.

This is simply the biggest insult to him in his life so far.

Penetrating damage, a knowing blow, can almost be said to be ironic.

So naturally, Jiang Yu's expression sank involuntarily the moment he saw the high-definition pornographic list photo in the group.

Then without saying a word, he got stuck at the moment the teacher went out with a murderous look, got up and walked out the back door of the classroom quickly.

"Hey, Jiang..."

Waiting for the teacher who was dragging the hall to leave the classroom door, he turned his head as fast as he could to say something to him, but Xia Ke, who still couldn't catch up with his speed to get up and go out, was stunned.

After being stunned for a moment, he didn't know why he looked at Gu Zhi and asked in a daze.

"Brother Jiang, what happened to him?"

"you ask me?"

Gu Zhi let out a "huh", recalling Jiang Yu's undisguised reaction and actions by his side just now, lowered his eyelids and thought quietly for two seconds, then raised his eyes and smiled at him gently.

"Probably...he went to be a free demolition team member of the school."

He habitually stared at Xia Ke's eyes politely and said.

Unfortunately, the latter did not understand.

Xia Ke: "Huh???"

"The bulletin board where the grade list is posted." Gu Zhi had no choice but to spread his hands, and explained clearly to him, "As fate would have it, he happened to be in the first position in the second row."

Xia Ke, who obviously knew what happened to the first position in the second row of the grade list: "..."

ah this...

This cannot be called fate, it has to be called hand owed.

Knowing what Jiang Yu cared about most, he wanted to poke him in the heart with the tip of the knife.

Xia Ke thought silently in his heart.

I don't know whether to say that Jiang was in misery, or the bulletin board where the grade list was posted, and an indiscriminate disaster is about to come... No, wait!!!

Xia Ke suddenly looked at Gu Zhi with a horrified expression, and the voice of the question was a little choppy unconsciously.

"Brother Jiang is going to tear down the bulletin board???!!!"

He opened his round eyes wide and stared at Gu Zhi for a moment, his unbelievable expression seemed to be asking: Do you know what he is going to do and you didn't stop him just now???!!!

"..."

Gu Zhi "hissed" when he stared at him, and said to himself that I know I can't stop it, why should I stop it?

Besides, if the kid wants to vent his anger, let him vent, he doesn't think there is any need to stop him.

But he was stared at by Xia Ke's serious expression——

After a while, he slowly raised his eyes to look at the time on the wall.

"Hmm... If you chase it out now, maybe you still have time to get a whole body for it?"

Gu Zhi also looked back at him seriously and said.

Xia Ke: "..."

"..."

"........."

Although he didn't know if it was really too late, he still blew himself out of the classroom like a gust of wind at the fastest running speed he could use in his life.

After all, Nangao is almost known to everyone. The last one who was fat and big, relying on his excellent grades, was so crazy that he really went to tear down the school bulletin board with his bare hands.

The current grave... No, the current location has been vacated in their classroom (1) for more than half a year.

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