night sky flight

The hot sun in Kyoto in September is like fire, and the life in the third year of high school is as boring as ever. Everyone is still sitting in the seat before the holiday. Everyone who has just entered the third year of high school does not have the sense of urgency that they should have.

The teacher walked into the classroom, followed by a very tall boy,

"I transferred to another school in the third year of high school, I must have eaten too much..." Zhang Junyang turned around and said this to Yang Xinghe who was lying on the table,

"Don't talk to me, I'm catching up on sleep."

Zhang Junyang knew that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't say much, and applauded with everyone to welcome the new students,

"You're tall, so go and sit in the back. After all, you can't be assigned a seat according to your grades when you first arrived, so you can't disturb the students in front."

"Thank you, teacher."

The man nodded politely, strode towards the back,

Wearing a specific ugly school uniform, but it fits so nicely, with a neat cropped cut, deep eyes, and sparse brows, which attracted even the squad leader of the Miyoshi students who have been studying all the time to look back quietly.

He pulled away the seat next to Yang Xinghe and sat down, moving like a gust of wind, mixed with the freshness of laundry detergent.

Yang Xinghe didn't take a second look the whole time, and kept pointing the back of his head at Ji Mushen's position, falling into a deep sleep. Ji Mushen wasn't studying either, but covered himself with a book, and was playing King of Glory on the table.

The next second, the person next to him sat up suddenly, Ji Mu tilted his head, and found that his eyes had not been opened, he pinched the middle of his eyes with two fingers, and massaged gently.

The next second, the get out of class bell rang,

The person standing on the podium packed up the handouts, "get out of class is over, don't go out over the wall during lunch break, some people."

Zhang Junyang turned his head and smiled, and looked at the two people leaning on the back of the chair, one was lazy and the other was stern, but they felt inexplicably harmonious.

Standing up to leave, Zhang Junyang followed, hooked Yang Xinghe's shoulder and walked out.

"Let's go play after dinner."

Just as Ji Muchen packed his books, he was surrounded by several girls before he got up.

"Student Ji, shall we go have lunch together?"

"No"

After finishing speaking, he bypassed a few girls and left the classroom.

Ji Mushen's father has been abroad all year round. He could have gone to school in the school district with the highest enrollment rate, but he didn't know that his half-brother would go to the same school as him until he was in the third year of high school.

Fortunately, I made my own decision and transferred from Daxi to the school in Dadong.

Although Yang Xinghe's school can be regarded as the focus of higher enrollment rate, but because he transferred from the third year of high school, the principal and director couldn't figure out Ji Muchen's grades, and he didn't dare to let him go to the best class rashly, so as not to disturb the original study progress .

Yang Xinghe was admitted to this school because of his sports expertise. He was the national middle school student sprint champion and joined the middle school basketball school team, competing for many honors for the school.

Ji Mushen’s uncle bought him a house near the school. Since he was 16 years old, he took his uncle’s ID card to open an account for himself and started to work in the financial industry. How much money has been given to him, but his mother's Jiang family is also a big family, and my uncle also feels distressed for this nephew who lost his mother since childhood.

On the way back, as soon as he entered the campus, he saw a few people sitting on the steps of the playground. The early autumn sun was clear, and the color of the sky was not as clear as the eyes of the boy Ji Muchen passed by.

Yang Xinghe and Zhang Junyang were sitting on the steps basking in the sun, cigarettes were held between their slender fingertips, and a few wisps of white smoke were entangled, and they slowly spit out a beautiful eye circle.

Hearing someone stepping on the leaves making a slight sound, Yang Xinghe slowly opened his eyes, looked at the black and red AJs, the uppers were well protected, and looked up to see the slender figure standing in front of him.

"Do you smoke?"

Ji Mu shook his head deeply, and Yang Xing didn't think so.

He fell asleep during class, but he still listened to the teacher's introduction, which was similar to what he saw before his eyes.

A top student who is calm and self-sufficient, he heard girls screaming as soon as he entered the classroom, and his grades are also ranked first in the whole of Kyoto. Such a person and Yang Xinghe are really two extremes in the world, and they probably have no intersection at all.

Ji Mu looked at the few people who hadn't moved much, turned around and walked towards the classroom.

Zhang Junyang touched Yang Xinghe, "There is no doubt about it."

"After the monthly exam, it's impossible to stay in this class. He's in a good class."

"Right."

After the lunch break, when Yang Xinghe returned to the classroom, he saw a soft and sticky little girl sitting in his seat, smiling so much that his eyes narrowed and she said this to his deskmate,

Yang Xinghe leaned against the door with his hands crossed and waited.

During the whole process, Ji Muchen didn't answer, his expression didn't change, he continued to play the game, but the little girl left the seat satisfied as if she had received some kind of gift.

Yang Xinghe just sat down,

"Don't recruit people here, I still have to learn."

Suddenly, the person next to him sneered, "Heh", he was indifferent to the little girl just now, now he is willing to speak out?

"have opinions?"

The two of them didn't speak forcefully, they both kept their voices down, both of them were indifferent in their bones, as if strangers were exchanging greetings, their expressions didn't change.

"As soon as you look up, I know that get out of class is over."

"Then haven't you been playing games?"

Ji Mushen stopped his movements and looked at the people next to him. It turned out that his deskmates knew what he did in class.

"Heh" a simple monosyllable, he threw the mobile phone in his hand on the table,

The words "Victory!" are displayed.

【Glory King Star*100】

Zhang Junyang happened to turn around and saw Ji Mushen's record,

"Damn it, are you number one in the national uniform?"

"Are you.. a hundred stars today? Am I a witness?"

Yang Xinghe looked at Zhang Junyang's adoring eyes with a disappointed expression, looked up at the math teacher entering the classroom, and resumed his morning posture and lay down on the table.

Ji Muchen quit the game, locked his phone, and took out his math book.

The first period in the afternoon always made everyone drowsy, and the class was still a hypnotic math class. Everyone in the class was lifeless. The math teacher walked to Yang Xinghe's place and tapped his fingers on the desk.

Yang Xinghe raised his head impatiently, and ran his hand along his soft brown hair. Just as the math teacher turned around and walked towards the podium, he straightened his arms,

"Teacher, I'm going to the bathroom."

The math teacher hated this kind of "students in the last two rows" the most. He gritted his teeth and waved his hands in disdain, "Let's go, let's go."

Yang Xinghe opened the back door openly, and Zhang Junyang followed him out of the classroom while turning his head.

Ji Mu took a deep look at the door, took out his mobile phone and looked at the stock market, and after a while, the sound of regular basketball landing came from outside the window.

The two of them were in the group next to the wall, and they changed every Monday. Ji Mu could see the situation outside when he sat up straight, and he could hear the sound clearly even if the two floors were not far away.

One of Yang Xinghe and Zhang Junyang was dribbling, the other was blocking, the other was turning around, layup, and scored.

I don't have much spirit in class,

Looking at Yang Xinghe with a balloon, his eyes changed.

Just like Ji Mushen is much better at reading the stock market than reading math books.

The two of them played until the end of get out of class. During the 10 minutes between classes, it was obvious that many girls gathered at the window to watch the two sunny and handsome boys playing basketball.

When I was in school, the love was always simple, the dunk was very handsome, the figure taking off in the sun was very good-looking, and the boys who were good at sports were always very attractive to women.

Yang Xinghe has been on the school team since the first year of junior high school. In the third year of high school, it has been 6 years. I don't know how many love letters he has received, but he has no scandal at all.

Although skipping classes and getting poor grades, Yang Xinghe didn't make any mistakes when it comes to puppy love.

Zhang Junyang twirled the basketball with one finger and walked back to the sports office to deliver the ball. Yang Xinghe went back to the second floor of the teaching building alone, instead of going to the classroom, he went to the men's room.

It's class time now, and there's no one in the men's room. I'm sweating all over, and I have to tidy myself up.

He turned off the faucet, and the water on his face dripped down half of his angular cheeks,

There was the sound of fine footsteps behind him, he raised the end of his eyes lightly, and the man in the mirror walked towards him with a smile, his blond hair pulled down his entire aura,

A stomach full of bad water would describe a person like Lu Xi.

"Yang Xinghe, let's play something else."

Yang Xinghe turned around, leaned against the sink, and stared at him with arms folded.

Lu Xi took out a transparent packaging bag from his school uniform pocket, revealing white powder inside, and Yang Xinghe's gaze began to turn cold.

What else could it be?

A type of drug.

Yang Xinghe has always known that Lu Xi and the gangsters outside the school are very close, but it is acceptable to play around and rob some pocket money, and start playing so big?

Lu Xi smiled, "Don't you dare?"

Yang Xinghe raised his legs and wanted to leave, not intending to talk nonsense with him, "I don't touch these, I advise you not to."

Before he took two steps, he was stopped by Lu Xi's followers.

The door of the compartment behind several people was pushed open, with a loud bang,

Ji Muchen came out, not wearing a school uniform, just a simple black T-shirt, the school uniform was neatly draped over his shoulders, watching Lu Xi and the others come out.

Lu Xi gritted his back molars secretly, only saw Yang Xinghe come in, didn't notice there was someone inside, took out a folded dagger from his trouser pocket,

"Just pretend you didn't see anything."

With deep eyes, Ji Mu said, "Go away."

Lu Xi guessed that he felt that Ji Mushen's mouth was stiff and wanted to teach him a lesson, and he was about to stab him with a dagger, but Ji Mushen dodged, the floor of the toilet itself was rather slippery, Lu Xi didn't pay attention, his head He hit the toilet door with a muffled bang.

Folding daggers slid down the tiles,

He was looking up at Lu Xi's followers, everyone looked at each other and ran to Lu Xi's side, helped him up,

Ji Mushen gave Yang Xinghe a look to leave, and the two wanted to leave.

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