The prince who wears the past and the present has come from afar

After listening to Luo Zheng's complaints, Chu Zishen patted him on the shoulder silently, and sent the furious student Luo Zheng back to the class, deeply feeling that the future of the thirteenth group might not be better.

He himself was like a fish in water in high school life, except for some times when he didn't have a common language with his classmates, other times he was pretty good.The study of science is undoubtedly an inspiration to his thinking, and he even has a vague guess in his heart.

The science that modern society respects, and the metaphysics that he devoted himself to research in the past, should reach the same apex in the final analysis.Some are like people climbing two roads, there may be gentle slopes and steep slopes, but they can all reach the top of the mountain in the end.

The reason why I feel that the wind and the horse are irrelevant is that no one has risen to the height where they can see each other.

Di Miao was decisively strangled by the teacher under the eyes of his classmates who said "it's true" and "showing affection and being condemned by God". The new deskmate even approached Chu Zishen after class to prove that he would never treat his brother What's wrong with my girlfriend.

Chu Zishen: "..."

Chu Zishen's new deskmate is the monitor of Class [-].

The squad leader is mature, stable and reliable. The only small problem is that he is too old.His mental age is about two or three years older than his peers, but his appearance seems to be two or thirty years older than his classmates.The whole class jokingly called him "post-30s".

At that time, Chu Zishen arrived for the first time, and Ye Zi in the front row didn't know whether it was out of friendship or motherhood, he made a joke about Chu Zishen's class monitor—who made him look too weird besides being too old.

Probably some gene went wrong during the gene recombination. The squad leader's mouth naturally grows like a smile, not a smile, and a half-cry.

When the first year of high school started, they were not very familiar with each other.The students who live together day and night can be regarded as knowing a little bit of the basics, but the teachers know much less. For two weeks after the school started, some careless teachers didn't even recognize the names.

The class teacher and math teacher of the next class are here.

He is a male teacher with a loud voice, of medium build, straightforward temper, and bright eyes.There is a scar that lacks flesh across his cheek, which makes him look a little more fierce.

That night, the math teacher was contributing light and heat on the podium, and it happened that the monitor was thinking about the problem with a half-smile behind him.The teacher turned his eyes and saw the squad leader's expression and felt the hair on his back, and immediately roared: "What kind of expression do you have, if you have an opinion!"

Squad Leader: "..."

The squad leader felt very baffled.

He twitched the corner of his mouth in confusion, which was another kind of provocation in the eyes of the math teacher who was in a bad mood.The teacher immediately slammed the podium table—even the chalk box jumped up: "If you have an opinion, just say it, don't make such a face for me underneath! Say it! What are you thinking!"

Squad leader: "...I didn't think about anything..."

People sit at home, and disaster comes from heaven.After all, looks were given by parents, and the squad leader suffered an unreasonable disaster just like this.

The enraged math teacher violently pulled the monitor out of his seat and stuffed it into a corner.Confused and furious, the monitor couldn't get over his appearance, so he got another slap from the math teacher: "Look! It's just this expression, and it's still like this, don't you look down on me!"

The whole class turned their heads when they heard the sound: "..." No, is this any different from the monitor's usual expression?

The students with sufficient IQs have deduced the whole story of the matter, but the math teacher was furious, and no one dared to commit crimes against the wind. The whole class was silent in anger, watching the teacher grab the monitor's collar and push him out of the classroom. Leaving the classroom: "Don't listen if you don't want to listen, you stay outside!"

all the classmates:"……"

In the end, it was the math class representative who found the teacher after class and vindicated the monitor: "Teacher, the monitor didn't mean it, he..."

"What's wrong with him? You all saw that expression, right? The whole class saw it!"

"...No, teacher, the monitor looks like that..."

math teacher:"……"

The matter was smoothed out like this, and it was nothing, but it obviously added a glorious touch to the record of the overly mature old face.

But now, this old-fashioned face was smiling at Chu Zichen. I don't know if it was because of the psychological hint left by the squad leader's old affairs, Chu Zichen felt that there was a faint kindness on that face.

Chu Zishen: "... what's the squad leader?"

The squad leader smiled and showed his big teeth: "I'll go to the meeting right away. We'll resume exercises from today. When get out of class is over, go to the podium and shout, don't let everyone get together late."

Chu Zi was taken aback for a moment, and an ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart.

In places like schools, in addition to normal study breaks and eye exercises, there is also a kind of spiritual exercise called inter-time exercise in the morning or afternoon.

No matter it is hot or cold, in order to keep the queue neat, the school uniforms are required to be worn, and down jackets can be worn under the school uniform.

Of course, it's not cold enough to wear a cotton coat yet.The magical school uniform that keeps the queue neat is an invention that made everyone more or less sad when they were students.

This thing does not keep warm in winter and does not ventilate in summer, and the material has no elasticity, and it is loose and does not show the figure.If the school leader chooses that white school uniform in a whim, after three years, the cuffs will be rubbed black and shiny.

I think back when Chu Zichen put on the school uniform for the first time, Fu Zhiyuan, who was used to seeing his usual "fairy" fan, could not praise him against his will, even though it was hard to hide his jewels. He could only say that he "dressed very close to the people".

The squad leader hurried to the conference room after class, and Chu Zishen announced the news on his behalf.Just like water droplets splashing into boiling oil, the classroom was overwhelmed, and it was bleak, with complaints in every ear and eye.

Chu Zishen's high school gymnastics are not limited to the ones that are common across the country.In addition to the well-regulated broadcasting exercises, the school also compiled a set of school-based exercises, which are more complicated and more beautiful.However, no matter which method is the same for Chu Zishen - he will not do it.

Standing desolately at the end of the line, he really felt the bitterness of being a toddler in Handan.

What is even more poignant is that his sister is the lead operator.

Fu Jinyu stood in front of the stage doing mirror movements.She is supple and well-proportioned.Doing school-based exercises is like dancing, which is very beautiful.And Chu Zishen could only stand silently at the end of the line, reacting a few beats slower than others, and occasionally glanced at Fu Jinyu.

Even though the distance between the two is too far, Chu Zishen has an outstanding temperament and is not hard to find; while Chu Zishen has keen eyesight and complex emotions, he has noticed the obvious "Ninth Brother, do you still have a clue?" something!" look.

Chu Zishen: "..."

He sneezed in the bitter autumn wind.

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Chu Zichen's sneezing may have something to do with Fu Zhiyuan's longing.

Fu Zhiyuan deliberately spared some time in the afternoon to think carefully about this shitty matter between himself and Chu Zishen.He had settled down to plan it slowly, and expected to weave a big net of five to ten years.However plans did not change quickly.At that time, he only remembered that Chu Zishen was 17 years old, but he never thought that Chu Zishen's ambition was to make a villain!

And look at the meaning, it would be best if his wife could give birth to a dozen at once.

But Fu Zhiyuan is very sure of one thing: whether it is a dozen or one, he definitely does not have this function.

Mr. Fu has lived for more than 20 years, and he has always been pursued by others, so he has no experience in actively pursuing others—especially Chu Zishen, who is unparalleled in the world.

He frankly looked through his almost blank pursuit history, and found no experience that could be used.After pausing for a few seconds, he made a phone call to his friend Deng Xiao who was far away in country M, humbly trying to gain some experience.

Deng Xiao can be regarded as a playboy, and he doesn't like stability by nature.Since he was just able to crawl, he was taken by his parents to shuttle between national boundaries. When he grew up, his pursuit of wildness became more distinct.

When he was 16 years old, he ran away from home once—probably every teenager will have such an experience in his life, usually walking around the street a few times, or going to a classmate’s house to sleep overnight—but Deng Xiao obviously did not take the usual path .His parents thought it was because the child was having an awkward situation, so they didn't take it to heart. He had already boarded the plane going abroad and planned to climb Mount Everest.

If it wasn't for the fact that the action was discovered later and he was brought back forcibly, he would either have been frozen to death on the way, or he would have created a Guinness World Record.

It's only natural for such a guy who loves adventure by nature to be unwilling to live an ordinary life.But to be honest, that's not a reason for him to change partners every two months.

Deng Xiao's circle of friends is very wide. Although he is far away in the United States, he still has a vague idea of ​​Fu Zhiyuan's affairs. He also knows that Fu Zhiyuan has a man who is chasing him, but no one thinks that Chu Zishen is from the [-]th Bureau Just let him know.

Fu Zhiyuan said a few words to him, and then he said "Oh——" with a foreign accent. Deng Xiao didn't play too much with Fu Zhiyuan: "Want to chase someone? No problem! Is he male or female?" ?”

"It's a man."

"Curved and straight?"

"I'm not sure, maybe it's straight, but I shouldn't object to the curved one."

"Since that's the case, you should first do what he likes, be a brother to him first, and then make plans."

Fu Zhiyuan paused: "...We are already good brothers."

"That would be great!" Deng Xiao clapped his hands if there was something serious about it: "Talk to him about some troublesome things, go out to drink some beer together, get drunk and roll on the bed. He wakes up the next morning-wow! It's wonderful ! A new door has been opened!"

Fu Zhiyuan: "..."

He really shouldn't have called.According to rumors, Deng Xiao's aesthetic taste has gradually become monotonous over the years, and all the people he looks for are the same as this guy himself.

Looking at it now, it really is true.

Fu Zhiyuan's silence seemed to have entertained Deng Xiao very well. He laughed loudly on the other end of the phone: "Haha, I get it, that is a reserved kid! Then you can do what you like. This kind of quiet friend Should he like music and painting? You have a lot of money, why don't you give him more things he likes?"

"For music, I'm looking for Guqin scores that he would be interested in." Fu Zhiyuan said calmly, and at the same time turned his gaze to his own drawer. Inside was locked a portrait of a young girl distorted into a dean: "... And as for painting...can we leave out painting?"