Hey, fate

Midsummer, three o'clock in the afternoon.

Another math class.

Xie Feng rested his chin in a drowsy state, unconsciously tapped the pen in his hand to play the paper, and drew a heavenly book in a short while.He really admired himself. Sitting in the first row, he could hear the harsh loudspeaker of the math teacher, and beside the podium was an old-fashioned fan that was too noisy to turn on and off.

Suddenly Chang Cheng from behind poked him on the back, he regained consciousness, looked at the math teacher, quietly reached behind his back, received a note, and wrapped it in his hand.

He crossed his legs and changed into a comfortable sitting position, and opened the note under the table, only to see it read: "Have you read the big-character poster pasted at the entrance of the restaurant this morning?"

Xie Feng glanced at the clock, and there was one minute before get out of class was over, so he threw the paper into the trash bag.

The next get out of class bell rang, and he turned around and asked Chang Cheng, "I sprained my ankle, and I didn't go down to eat in the morning or at noon, what big-character poster?"

Chang Cheng unpacked the bag of potato chips and handed it to him, and said in his mouth, "Your feet are not healed yet?" Is the Great Immortal of One coming to our building, saying to challenge that one of Class One."

Xie Feng took a piece and chewed it, "The one with [-] points in nine subjects?"

Chang Cheng sneered: "Yes, what's wrong with this freshman year? An Jia should teach them how to behave. It's really..."

Xie Feng interrupted him: "Okay, let's talk about the big-character poster first."

"It's just that An Jia wrote a manifesto and posted it at the door of the restaurant, saying don't bully others too much in the first year of high school. She said it very politely." Chang Cheng was a little annoyed: "Why are you so polite? Good students don't know how to curse. I’ll definitely scold you so much that Mom doesn’t know me.”

Xie Feng teased: "Who are you going to challenge with your 200-point score? They are the world of the strong, so there is no room for you to talk."

Chang Cheng said aggrievedly: "Are you still a human being? Do you think you're great to be number one in our class C? Don't look down on people." As he spoke, he pushed him shyly, "My lord, you are the best, how about you Go into battle in person? The slave family will be your strongest backing."

Xie Feng rubbed his arms: "Go away, stay away from me."

During dinner, Xie Feng insisted that Chang Cheng help him go downstairs to read the big-character poster written by An Jia.

Chang Cheng quit: "That one was torn up by Auntie Cleaning a long time ago. If you want to see that I have a picture, someone took it."

Xie Feng forcibly pulled Chang Cheng up, "Brother, please do me a favor, I haven't eaten all day."

Chang Cheng was still worried about the 200 points in the afternoon. He got up and helped him out of the classroom, and said a few words: "Look at how weak, pitiful and helpless you are without me."

Xie Feng elbowed: "But I can eat, that's all right, there are so many words to walk."

Chang Cheng chuckled and didn't speak.

While talking, they had already arrived at the restaurant, bought something, and they walked along the path in the small garden of the school. It was still very bright, and there were people jogging round and round on the playground without dinner, and there were several teams on the basketball court in the distance. While playing basketball, the cheers and applause could not be heard clearly. There were only a few girls walking and chatting in twos and threes in the small garden. Lazy.

While supporting him, Chang Cheng took out his mobile phone while looking around, "Help me look at the teacher, I will find that picture for you."

Xie Feng responded to him, but he was thinking about something else in his mind. An Jia was his youngest. Although she had a stable personality, she was very arrogant. When she was provoked by a little bastard who hadn't fully grown her hair, she must have a wonderful expression.

Chang Cheng called up the photo and showed it to him, "Look, Xueba is Xueba, I didn't even understand what was written."

Xie Feng took the phone, and sneered, "It's strange if you can understand it, Renxueba wrote it in classical Chinese."

Just like what is written in this "big-character poster": Why do you challenge my class with [-] points in nine subjects?It makes people laugh out loud!

Xie Feng burst out laughing when he saw this, the first grader with a total score of [-] in nine subjects to challenge all of them who have more than [-] in six subjects, is really too overconfident.

In fact, since this freshman entered the school, the peaceful atmosphere of the second high school has been disrupted. According to Chang Cheng's words, "I really thought that if you put on Taobao bombs, you would be human. Entering the society, if you have the ability to go to the principal's office and yell, don't be smart in front of the people." According to the words of a Buddhist boy like Xie Feng, "I agree with Chang Cheng."

Although these remarks are suspected of being an indiscriminate attack, this freshman has a way to be a demon.

First, I got up on the weekend morning and went downstairs to yell in the corridor, yelling at the senior year who had the privilege of being able to wake up late, and then I wiped out the restaurant when the dining time was staggered. Xie Feng and the others went to eat last time , the uncle of the restaurant said angrily: "I told you that there will be a third year in the future, you should eat less! I just don't listen. Although we can return the bowl, it's too much to serve three bowls alone..."

What's even more ridiculous is that they also reported to the school's senior management that it was the third year who yelled and yelled, and it was the third year who served three bowls alone...

The third year of high school laughed when they heard it, saying that bullying newcomers is the norm, but in the second high school, it was completely the opposite. Everyone was busy studying and didn't want to talk to these little kids. It aroused the anger of a group of people who had always kept aloof from the world and only devoted themselves to their studies, especially An Jia, who directly wrote this fool's wild words and posted it at the entrance of the restaurant where the whole school could see.

Xie Feng shook his head, he didn't want to think about the reason for the freshman's behavior, but An Jia took the lead, and he also wanted to write big-character posters to attack the freshmen.Xie Feng returned the phone to Chang Cheng, "Give it to me."

Xie Feng is an average student but he writes well. He has read a lot of books. He is a little bit as arrogant as An Jia. He has a good style of work, so he has never made any moves. When chatting between classes, others complained about him when he was in the first year of high school. He listened and didn't talk too much, but An Jia was different. He always felt that An Jia had a kind of personality that made people follow in his footsteps. ability.

It has been like this since childhood.

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