Senior Class Three

Chu Xinwu learned from Ma Muzhi that her name was Zhao Shuwen, and she was the history class representative of Class 17 in Senior Three. She was the leader of Class 17's school celebration program and wore glasses for a long time.At that time, he secretly ran to the school, found an empty seat, and focused all his attention on Ma Muzhi and Qingmei. He just glanced at Zhao Shuwen in front of him, and didn't fully remember her appearance. No wonder the first sight on the bridge See, always feel deja vu.

And the way she squinted her eyes...

There were only two empty seats left in the class, one in front of Ome and one behind Ome.He chose the position in front of Qingmei, and Zhao Shuwen was on his left diagonal.

She sat in the first row, leaning over the desk to do her homework.Chu Xinwu stared at her all morning, except for going to the bathroom once, she never left her seat, a typical nerd image.It's exactly the same as Cheng Jing, except that one is desperately reading and the other is desperately writing.

Behind Zhao Shuwen was Wan Yang's seat. He asked to change seats with Wan Yang, but Wan Mo ignored him. Instead, he turned around and smiled at Ma Muzhi behind him. Ma Muzhi smiled politely and nodded slightly.Wan Mo picked up the writing brush, got up and changed places with Chu Xinwu, in front of Qingmei.

Chu Xinwu took a look at Ma Mu, and the two handsome guys fought with each other's eyes. Ma Mu's skill was superior, and Chu Xinwu sat down in front of him resentfully.

Unexpectedly, he postponed entering the class for half a year, and the students in the class only followed the "horse head".He is well aware of Ma Muzhi's ability, and he is only working for Ma Muzhi.Ma Mu's family has a big business, and his father is involved in many fields, such as medical technology, film and television entertainment, artificial intelligence and so on.Ma Muzhi is the only son again, and he will inherit the family business in the future. It is true that birth is the pinnacle.

Chu Xinwu was discovered by scouts in the fourth grade of elementary school, and has since embarked on the road to stardom. After a year or two, his agent told him that they belonged to an entertainment company invested by Ma Muzhi's father.

If Chu Xinwu was jealous of one person, that person could only be Ma Muzhi.His appearance is comparable to his, and his worth is many times higher than him. Moreover, the most important point, Ma Muzhi has found love.

His love is still unknown.

In the sixth grade of elementary school, he made a bet with Ma Muzhi, whoever found his love first would win.The loser has to dig 9999 black ants for the winner.

He lost.

At the school celebration, Chu Xinwu saw Ma Muzhi kissing Qingmei, and he knew he had lost.Ma Muzhi's sixth grader loves green plums.He liked a girl in the fourth grade of elementary school.He bet with Ma Muzhi with confidence, thinking that he would definitely win.After all, Ma Muzhi at that time was just wishful thinking. Every time he confessed to Qingmei, Qingmei was like a fool, completely unable to understand his true love.

Qingmei always chased after his ass, sipping every "Dance Brother", and couldn't put it down for his autograph.

Qingmei asked him: "Brother Wu, Muzhi said he likes me? What does that mean?"

Fuck!Want me to dig 9999 black ants?no way.

Chu Xinwu smiled: "He wants to tell you that he wants to be good brothers with you."

"He's only two hours older than me."

"He is the elder brother, and you are the younger brother."

"Is that so?" Qingmei curled her lips: "I can't scream."

"It doesn't matter if you don't bark, as long as you know that he treats you as a brother."

"..."

After some misleading, Chu Xinwu has a plan in mind.He didn't confess his love to the girl he loved, he was confident enough to believe that the girl would accept his love without hesitation.He found the right time to confess, and the girl threw himself into his arms again. Wouldn't it be easy to win Ma Muzhi?

After entering junior high school, Chu Xinwu looked for the girl she loved, but she seemed to have disappeared from the world, and she couldn't find any news about her.

Looking up at Zhao Shuwen in front of him, the image of the girl he loves suddenly popped up in his mind, thin and frail, with a disheveled face.It's just that the time is too long, and his memory is a little fuzzy. If he meets her on the street, he may not recognize her.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qingmei wanted to chat with Chu Xinwu, but was stopped by Ma Muzhi.Chu Xinwu moved the chair next to Zhao Shuwen and watched her do her homework intently.Zhao Shuwen wore glasses and looked quite bookish. She ignored Chu Xinwu as if he was just a mass of transparent air.

Her desk was full of school supplies. Chu Xinwu picked up a small knife beside the desk, slid out the scratched blade, and sharpened her nails by herself.His hands were long and strong, with distinct bony joints, and the nails were pink and shiny.He curled up his five fingers, and after grinding one nail, he began to sharpen the other, as if carefully carving a precious work of art.

Noisy grinding sounds came into my ears, and the flying nails affected my vision. Zhao Shuwen stopped the pen in his hand, "Student, you are so noisy, please leave!"

Chu Xinwu put down the knife, her eyes sparkled, "Student Zhao Shuwen, why don't you tell me to leave, or tell me to get out?"

"..."

"You weren't like this before."

Zhao Shuwen looked up at him, "Have we met before?"

"..." Chu Xinwu remembered that he had been wearing a mask on New Year's Eve, so of course Zhao Shuwen couldn't recognize him.No wonder she saw her for the first time, her eyes were full of anger and alienation, not at all as cautious as when they first met.

Chu Xinwu said, "Do you really hate me?"

"..."

"why are you laughing?"

"Knowingly asking."

"Student, you have really bad eyesight." Chu Xinwu said, "I, Yushu Linfeng, have an extraordinary style, and you should like me."

"Are you sick?" Zhao Shuwen pressed the pen tip, the veins in her right hand popped out, and a small hole was poked in the thin homework book. She roared: "What's the use of being good-looking? I hate good-looking men the most. "

"She hates you." Ma Muzhi took Qingmei back to the seat, Chu Xinwu pointed at Ma Muzhi and said.

Ma Muzhi glanced at the laughing Wu Xinwu, then at the cold Zhao Shuwen, and said to Chu Xinwu with a smile, "Congratulations."

"What's there to congratulate?"

"You figure it out by yourself."

"Speak clearly... Hey, why are you two going again? The head teacher is going to class."

"Dating."

"..." Chu Xinwu sat back to her original position.Hearing that the students in Class 17 can move about freely, he half-believes it, and looks at the other seats in the classroom. There are only five people in the class who study hard, eight people skip class, and the remaining five people play with their gadgets.As the head teacher, Shen Chuan explained the knowledge in the textbook with a book in his hand.

interesting.

I heard that he was arranged by Shen Chuan as a literary and art committee member, and this class leader is quite suitable for him.

During class break, Chu Xinwu caught Cheng Jing and asked, "Little cousin, you are the number one student in the college entrance examination, why did you go to Nanmo High School?"

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the fifth building next to Cheng Jing.

In the morning, he touched the fifth building. Cheng Jing was so jealous that no one could see his affection for the fifth building.

Ma Muzhi and Qingmei hold a birthday party together, and he and Cheng Jing are invited to attend.Cheng Jing took a book to the birthday party in a serious manner, looking out of place.The first time Chu Xinwu met Cheng Jing, he was a nerd, sitting upright, peacefully.Except for Ma Muzhi who can say a few words with him, he also likes to ignore the elders who want to chat with him.

He suddenly got into a playful mood and snatched Cheng Jing's book. Cheng Jing made a face of shame on the spot and chased him all over the room.With quick eyes and quick hands, he ran to the toilet and locked the door with his backhand.Cheng Jing frantically twisted the doorknob and slammed on the door with her fist, like a dumb person without saying a word.He sat on the toilet lid and opened the book, and opened his eyes wide to see what book made Cheng Jing forget to sleep and eat.

Could it be a little yellow book in it?

Dumbfounded.The text on the book is all classical Chinese.He flipped to the middle, and there was a photo inside. It was a girl about ten years old with a cute appearance.

younger sister?

There was no movement outside. Looking at the photo, he wondered who the hell is this girl?With a bang, there was a rumbling sound outside the door, and the door panel trembled like a wild dance, scaring him away from the book in his hand.

He opened the door, and Cheng Jing swung a sledgehammer in his hand.The hammer was less than three inches away from his face. If Cheng Jing was stronger, he would be bloody and bloody immediately, and lose his star job.

Cheng Jing dropped the hammer, and the floor was smashed to pieces.He jumped to avoid the scattered rubble, and respectfully presented the book with both hands.Cheng Jing took the book and impatiently found the photo, which was intact, looked up at him resentfully, and did not say a word from the beginning to the end.Because of this, he was worried, and several times dreamed that Cheng Jing was wielding a sledgehammer, staring into his big copper bell-like eyes, destroying his handsome face into a face of mud.

Later, he teased Cheng Jing not to make fun of books anymore.I heard from Ma Muzhi that the person in the photo is the person Cheng Jing misses day and night, named Xiao Xing.

According to what he knew about Cheng Jing, he was very affectionate, so how could he have moved on?

Cheng Jing guarded the fifth building behind her, as if she was protecting a chick, "What do you want to do?"

"I won't rob you." He pulled Cheng Jing to the other side and whispered, "You don't want your Xiao Xing anymore?"

"I do not have."

"Could it be... Could it be that he is Xiao Xing?" Chu Xinwu turned around and looked at the fifth building. He looked cute and quite suitable for women's clothing.

Chu Xinwu circled Cheng Jing's neck, Cheng Jing shook off his hand with a look of disgust, Chu Xinwu patted his back again, "Little cousin, you know he goes to school in Nanmo, so he transferred from Dongwang ?”

"No"

"Don't learn from your cousin, speak clearly."

"Someone told me he was in Nanmo."

"Who told you?" Chu Xinwu thumped.One of the most important reasons why he transferred from Xicheng High School to Nanmo was that someone told him that the girl he liked - He Shuwen went to school in Nanmo.

"A man in a hat."

"What hat?" Chu Xinwu said, "Is it a black peaked cap? There is also a white word 'King' embroidered on the hat."

"how do you know?"

"Because that person told me that the girl I like is also in Nanmo."

"Why did he do this?"

"I also want to know why."