Hey, fate

Xie Feng and Chang Cheng returned to the classroom after dinner, and heard commotion at the door. Class C is Class C after all, so even if the teacher is there, they can make noise, let alone the teacher is not there.

The two of them walked to the front door, and as expected, they saw a group of girls gathered together. Among them, Bai Xin, who was excited, took out a pen to interview Chen Lin, "Excuse me, sir, do you really like this high-cold student who is immersed in his studies?" Ba, is your twin brother, Mr. Chen Ran!"

Chen Lin slapped Chen Ran carelessly on Chen Ran who was doing homework: "That's for sure, I don't like my brother, who would like it? Is it cheap for you middle-aged women like wolves and tigers? Hahaha."

The middle-aged women who were onlookers suddenly became violent and slapped Chen Lin wildly, chasing him like a mouse and running away. From Xie Feng's point of view, he looked very happy: "Hahahahaha, Chen Ran, run! Brother, I will hold you back for you." These women!"

Chen Ran sighed silently, put down his pen, pretended to fight, and persuaded him symbolically, "Bai Xin, take it easy, don't beat him to death, and make the enemy reveal the location of the confidential documents."

"Well, you must be worthy of the organization!"

Xie Feng and the others walked slowly and sat down in the midst of the chaos, and whispered, "It's safe."

This group of optimists in the class is like this every day, and Xie Feng, who is from the Buddhist family, has to get used to it.

Evenings are self-study classes. The characteristics of No. [-] High School: there is no teacher in the evening self-study time, but there are teachers on duty patrolling each floor. Students should consciously summarize what they have learned in the day, do homework, etc., so as to improve students' awareness of self-learning and self-study. ability.

Xie Feng usually just finished his homework, lying on the table to practice calligraphy, writing poems and so on.Today is different.

Xie Feng finished writing a note and leaned back against Chang Cheng's desk. Chang Cheng understood immediately and took it. It said "Chinese class representative" on it.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he handed the note to his deskmate Chen Ran.Chen Ran is one of the representatives of the Chinese class, oh, the other is Xie Feng himself.Chang Cheng found it strange that it had been such a long time since school started and he still didn't know the name of another Chinese class representative, my God... I was so scared.

Chen Ran opened the note and saw that it said "Are you interested in making trouble?" Chen Ran thought it was interesting and asked him in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Chen Ran's opinion of this colleague is average. He doesn't talk much, sleeps when he is free, and is not active in his studies. He won the special prize in the calligraphy competition of the whole school, and his calligraphy is indeed beautiful.He was very curious that such a person would ask him if he wanted to make trouble, surrounded by the enchantment of not getting close to strangers and keeping aloof from the world.

Xie Feng turned his body sideways and replied: "I also want to write a big-character poster to teach them how to behave in the first year of high school."

Chen Ran found it even more interesting. He saw the behavior of the first year of high school and was angry in his heart. He was suffering from the lack of channels to deal with them. It happened that today he saw the big-character poster at the entrance of the restaurant. Now Xie Feng asked him this. Really When you doze off, someone will hand you a pillow.He said, "I happened to think too, let's cooperate?"

Xie Feng was a little surprised. Although he is No.1 in this class, it doesn't mean anything. It can only be said that he did well in the final exams in the second year of senior high school. After he came to the new class, he didn't study hard anymore. After that, on the contrary, I saw that No.2 who worked the hardest in the class was the No. [-] who entered the class. He asked him if he was interested in writing big-character posters together. He just considered that the other party's studies were good, and he might provide him with some help in classical Chinese diction. It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to, but what is surprising is that he agreed without hesitation at all.

Xie Feng smiled: "Well, let's cooperate, write a classical Chinese version, and make a series with the brother at the door of the restaurant."

Chen Ran didn't expect this colleague to be quite humorous: "Well, you can copy it again after you finish writing. Your handwriting is so beautiful."

Xie Feng's words are used to being praised, and he accepted it generously: "Okay," he changed the subject, "But what if it is exposed? After all, the school may not care once, posting it twice is a bit risky."

Chen Ran didn't think about it, but he was a young man with a lot of vigor, and he had an unreasonable sense of loyalty: "The two of us will take care of it together, so don't be afraid."

Xie Feng smiled: "Yes."

The man was not bad.