Scum attack all over the world [Quick Transmigration]

The head teacher adjusted his position on the spot. The front row in the center of the classroom is the best place to listen to the class. The top students transferred from the best high school in the imperial capital must not be neglected.

Every year when the college entrance examination is approaching, the principal will spend a lot of money to recruit top students from good schools to increase the rate of admission. Everyone is already familiar with it. It is this student Han who surprised everyone.

It was the first time for even the teachers to meet such a handsome male student with such good grades. It was very difficult for the art college to see such a face.

"He's so handsome, with good grades, he's a natural winner! Look at the shoes he's wearing, they're limited edition, he looks like he's a rich man, he's a nobleman!"

"He transferred to another school in his third year of high school, so why would he come to our school for the principal's tens of thousands of dollars?" A boy rolled his eyes, "I've seen a lot of people pretending to be rich, and he must be the one who goes to dinner parties to avoid paying bills. "

"I think you're jealous."

The boy was not convinced, but he couldn't think of anything to refute for a while. He was indeed jealous, so he could only sulk: "Tch, what's so great about being handsome, who knows if his shoes are fake."

The head teacher knocked on the table again: "Everyone be quiet."

He said to Han Yao: "You take the middle seat in the third row, Chen Hao, get up and change seats with your new classmates."

Chen Hao was in a bad mood when he was teased by a girl just now, and he didn't even like looking at Han Yao. Now the teacher asked him to get up to make way for Han Yao, and he stopped immediately: "Why, teacher, I'm already sitting in this seat It's been more than two years and it's not fair to let him sit as soon as he comes."

Can you do whatever you want when you look good?

The head teacher was impatient, and rolled up the textbook and held it in his hand: "It's class now, can you stop wasting everyone's time in the third year of high school? You are causing trouble in the class every day. Move the desk out and sit in front of the blackboard."

The people next to him were all snickering, waiting to see the joke. Once Chen Hao quarreled, the whole class was saved for a lesson.

Han Yao didn't make things difficult for Chen Hao. He looked at Lu Wenzhao who hadn't looked away, and smiled at him: "No need, teacher. I'll just take the empty seat at the back."

Lu Wenzhao was taken aback by his public gesture of goodwill, and blushed immediately.He lowered his head and pursed his lips.

——The person that all the classmates want to be close to is greeting him, which makes him feel a little excited.

Voices of denunciation sounded from around: "Chen Hao is too bullying, can't the new students come over and give up a seat? What if the new students feel that we are not easy to get along with?"

"Yeah, can't you be more generous?"

"Hey, didn't you realize that he was going to sit next to Lu Wenzhao? Wow, this is the only tablemate Lu Wenzhao has had for so long..."

There were whispers all around. The new classmate didn't know what kind of person Lu Wenzhao was, but he was willing to be at the same table with him.

Han Yao came down from the podium, ignoring the eyes and discussions of the people around him at all, as if he had never heard of those voices who didn't want him to sit next to Lu Wenzhao.

He went straight to the only person who didn't have a deskmate. His backlit body was tall and slender, giving him a youthful and youthful look in summer.

He sat down, touched Lu Wenzhao's knuckles, and said hello, with a smile on his face: "New tablemate, we will get along friendly in the future."

Lu Wenzhao blushed very much. After saying thank you, he immediately retracted his fingers, not daring to respond.

He was worried that the students around him would see something strange. If someone found out that Han Yao knew him, what if he was also rejected.

The students talked a lot, and the head teacher had already started class.

Lu Wenzhao tore off a post-it note, unable to hide his excitement, and wrote on it: What a coincidence, you actually came to our school!I also became the same table, I am so happy! ! !

He moved the note in front of Han Yao, and sat upright after delivering it, fearing that the teacher would see him making small moves.

After a while, the note moved back.

: Just be happy^_^

The handwriting is simple, and the smiling face behind it is very cute.Lu Wenzhao's heart skipped a beat.

It was just a coincidence that he transferred to his own school. The world is so big, only Yue Lao knows who is destined to be with whom.

Lu Wenzhao was thinking about something when another note came over there.

: After school, take my bicycle and take you for a ride.

After seeing the words on the note, Lu Wenzhao was particularly moved, his eyes lit up a little, it turned out that Han Yao hadn't forgotten this matter, he still remembered it.

He carefully folded the written note, put it in the drawer, and kept it away.

Throughout the class, he peeked at Han Yao countless times, and quickly glanced away as if nothing had happened, thinking that he was hiding it well.

As soon as he thought that Han Yao would sit in the seat on his left during his third year of high school, he felt the sound of the morning dew hitting the flowers and leaves, and the flowers blooming.

——I'm so happy...

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the students took advantage of this one minute to gather around: "Student Han Yao, what's your WeChat ID? Add some exchange homework!"

A shy girl was squeezed in by her companions, with a look of embarrassment, she stretched out her hand and hooked her hair to her ear, and asked shyly, "Do you have time at six o'clock this Saturday night? It's my birthday party, I think I invite you to go."

Lu Wenzhao was completely ignored, and this place where no one would normally come was crowded with people.Although he was in the center of the crowd, no one's eyes were on him, and they all focused on the focal point next to him.

He lay down on the table without saying a word, he was already used to such a scene.

——If you want to get along well with others in the new school, he will definitely agree.

He pricked up his ears, quietly listening to Han Yao's reaction.

"Sorry, I have a part-time job on Saturday, so I can't make it through." Han Yao bluntly refused.

The girls were surprised for a while: "Doing part-time jobs, wow, so cute."

Chen Hao's eyeballs almost dropped when he heard this: "You are not mistaken, where is the cuteness of part-time workers? You group of face control is too casual! Just now you praised him as a noble son, but he is obviously just a poor ghost. "

"Because Classmate Han doesn't look like a part-time job person at all! When I think of him working part-time to earn tuition fees, there is a kind of contrast. Where is the shop where he works? Huh, I spend two-thirds of my living expenses Raise him."

A classmate yelled at Chen Hao: "Working and earning money is very self-reliant and self-reliant, okay! Do you think everyone spends family money like you and is arrogant."

After Chen Hao said one sentence, he was reprimanded by others. The students who usually cause trouble and don't study hard don't have a good relationship with everyone.

Han Yao doesn't care that Chen Hao belittles him because he thinks he is poor, because with this body, he can say that he has nothing, except money.

The capital's chaebol family, the top-notch Han family, has been a hairpin family since their ancestors, with a long-lasting foundation. In the younger generation, the business management is even more first-class, and it is also well-known internationally.

Everyone has heard of the Han family, the familiar face of Father Han's financial channel, and various magazines about his industry are often on the top of the list, and the limelight is not even comparable to the entertainment sector.

If this can be related to the word poor, then who would dare to say that he is rich? Naturally, he doesn't care about Chen Hao's shady little thoughts.

The scene was so lively that Xu Qian, who was at the front desk of Lu Wenzhao, turned to him and asked, "Lu Wenzhao, don't you know Han Yao? No one expected that he would come directly to sit next to you."

Lu Wenzhao was stunned for two seconds, his expression was blocked by thick glasses, anyone who had anything to do with him would be isolated, he pursed his lips: "...I don't know."

The other party was very suspicious: "Really? Have you really never seen it?"

Really never seen it?

Lu Wenzhao thought for a while, and the scene of him kissing his forehead yesterday automatically appeared in his mind. He hugged himself naked to take a bath, his face flushed.

He shook his head and hurriedly said, "No."

When he thought that such a popular person would have those unspeakable little secrets with him, he couldn't help but feel happy for this little special.

The front desk turned his head in disappointment: "Oh, I thought you would have his contact information."

Lu Wenzhao was happy in his heart, because Han Yao, a classmate who hadn't spoken to him for a long time, would actually talk to him.

…………

The excitement lasted until after school in the afternoon, when the class gradually dispersed, the classroom returned to silence.

The on-duty students were Lu Wenzhao and Chen Hao, but Chen Hao never cleaned up. Usually, Lu Wenzhao was the only one who stayed in school to clean at night.

Chen Hao disappeared early again, not sure if he went to fight or was called to the school supervisor's punishment station.

Lu Wenzhao worked tirelessly to carry water to wipe the table, sweep the floor and wipe the blackboard.After the class quieted down, it seemed particularly empty, only the figures of Han Yao and Lu Wenzhao.

Han Yao mopped the floor for him, set up the desks, and the two of them cleaned the classroom together. After a whole set of procedures, the sky gradually darkened.

After the end, Han Yao sat on the desk with his back against the wall, his ankles folded casually, letting the wind blowing in cool him down, a few drops of sweat slipped down his Adam's apple into his collar, and disappeared.

Lu Wenzhao looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes moved slightly, he swallowed, and his fingers gradually curled up.

The body without anything entering the whole day has long been indescribable. It was the first time he went out without anything in his body, and he had no desire for almost a whole day, which was almost impossible before.

In fact, as long as the desire is reasonably satisfied, it is enough to reduce the number of times gradually, and there is no need to suffer so much every time, but Lu Wenzhao has not discovered this yet.

There was no one in the classroom, and the students all went home from school.

He bit his lower lip, trying to hide his feelings.

Han Yao's gaze turned from the window to the room, landed on Lu Wenzhao and saw some abnormal behavior in him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Wenzhao couldn't bear it at all, and it was difficult for medical science to give an explanation for this disease. His needs came more frequently and intensely than ordinary people.

"It's...a little, uncomfortable."

Han Yao said clearly in his heart. He glanced at the redwood trees on the campus and said, "Then I'll help you look at the corridor."

The warm wind passed through the window, causing the curtains to flutter, and the backlit figure fell into Lu Wenzhao's eyes, appearing and disappearing from time to time, showing a sense of mystery.

Lu Wenzhao felt that as long as someone had seen Han Yao and seen his goodness, they would never let others go.

He seems to be able to see everything about himself, see through his broken disguise, and use a silent way to moisten things and make the land in his heart that has been dry for a long time feel like spring rain.

The glasses were fogged up.

The young man's slightly opened mouth and the smooth neck line raised high made the summer breath more intense, and sweat gradually soaked his temples.

This time, Lu Wenzhao's desire didn't last very long. Instead, he was even more excited because he thought that Han Yao might be looking at him.

He committed suicide in front of his crush in the empty classroom, and he came out panting quickly.

Lu Wenzhao's face was covered with a thin layer of red clouds. As soon as it was over, he immediately looked away and didn't dare to look at him. He lowered his head and helped up the broom and put it in the corner.

Han Yao recovered from seeing him, and went over to rub his hair: "You peeked at me in class, why don't you even dare to put your eyes on me now, do you think I didn't see it?"

Lu Wenzhao shrank his neck, quietly peeking at someone who was exposed by the righteous master, he was very embarrassed.Feeling the warmth of Han Yao's palm caressing his hair, he noticed that the two were so close.

This made him a little distracted, and when he looked up, he couldn't help but want to kiss Han Yao's chin.

He bit the tip of his tongue to stop his thoughts, and said with a blushing face, "I-I'd better go home first." After speaking, he picked up his schoolbag and quickly fled the scene.

It was almost dark, and the mid-twilight was warm and steamy, and the evening wind was blowing, bringing a bit of refreshing coolness.

The bicycles were left at the school gate, and they left the school gate together.

Unexpectedly, there was a dark black Infiniti parked at the gate of the school, and a man stood beside him, with a neat suit and neat hair.

Lu Wenzhao didn't think that the man was coming for them. He was just about to pull Han Yao's cart when he saw the man standing in front of Han Yao.

The noble man bent down respectfully, with a anxious look on his face, very worried about this young master who ran away from home without telling him that he even transferred his student status.

"Master, Madam knows about your school transfer. She said that if you continue to be willful, she will personally come and pick you up back to the capital."