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Wen Jiale had a very pleasant summer vacation. After Mr. Yao came home from the performance, he took him out for a trip non-stop. After traveling for half a month, he was probably in a good mood for eating, drinking and having fun. Wen Jiale found that he had grown taller, as if suddenly It's grown a bit.

Wen Jiale was very excited and showed off around Teacher Yao.Teacher Yao couldn't do anything about him, and he was right when he said that the child developed late.He used to be a child in terms of height and temperament, but now he is growing in size, but he is still a child with a temper.

Thinking about Teacher Yao, Wen Jiale would not understand this desire to grow taller. Now that he has grown taller, he finally no longer needs to sit under the eyes of the teachers in the first row.

The good mood lasted until the beginning of the school year. Wen Jiale was still in Teacher Dong's class after the class was reassigned. Wen Jiale checked the class ranking before entering the classroom. No. 1 was not Jiang Mingzhuo.Because the ranking is based on the city's joint entrance examination scores before the school examination, and the science scores are removed, Teacher Dong's favorite general, Zhang Xiaomin, is a little higher than Jiang Mingzhuo.

Wen Jiale pondered in his heart, so it seems that Jiang Mingzhuo is clearly better in science than arts, and he doesn't know why he plunged into the arts class.Can't figure it out.

But he didn't have a chance to figure it out. Everyone was waiting for the start of school to register. There were many students sitting in the classroom. The students who had known each other were in the same class and hadn't seen each other during the holiday. They chatted enthusiastically about the holiday. knowledge.People like Wen Jiale looked around and didn't find any familiar faces, so they had to find a place silently in a daze.

He was wandering in the sky, when suddenly a classmate mysteriously said: "You have heard, just a while ago, our city transferred a new deputy mayor."

Immediately, someone snorted and said, "What does the deputy mayor have to do with us?"

"Hi! Listen to me! The new deputy mayor is Jiang."

At the beginning, the students were lazily discussing that there was nothing unusual about the surname Jiang, and they suddenly thought of Jiang Mingzhuo who came by air.

Everyone fell silent, probably thinking in their hearts why they were able to parachute into Shi No. [-] Middle School in the middle of the semester, why they couldn't find out about his past, so it turns out that he is really a foreigner with a background.

There are not too few girls who gossip in the liberal arts class. Everyone gathered together and whispered, if Jiang Mingzhuo is really the mayor's son, then his temper is really good enough. If you provoke him like Gu Peng, you can just bear it. He is not as arrogant and domineering as the second-generation young master, he is really a good person.

Wen Jiale found it funny when he heard these discussions, he thought to himself, good guy?Then they really didn't know Jiang Mingzhuo.Jiang Mingzhuo is a big villain who is sinister and evil and wants to pretend to be a good person in front of everyone.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Mingzhuo, the center of the topic, came in. He was a little darker than before the holiday, and his hair was still short. As soon as he entered the door, he stared at Wen Jiale, who was holding his head in a daze.

He walked straight towards Wen Jiale, pinched Wen Jiale's face, and said, "Wen Jiale, why don't you chat with me during the holidays?"

Wen Jiale was talking bad things about Jiang Mingzhuo in his heart, he felt guilty when Jiang Mingzhuo pinched him, he stammered and said, "Why do you want to chat with you?"

Jiang Mingzhuo started to be shy again after only being a kid, he pulled the chair beside him to discuss with him: "Wen Jiale, let's sit at the same table this semester."

He changed the subject after a while, making Wen Jiale full of suspicion, and he asked back, "Why are we sitting at the same table?"

"Choose a seat later, I'll take it for you too, and then you can just come in and sit next to me, how about it? Where do you want to sit?"

Wen Jiale frowned: "No, you haven't said why we sit at the same table!"

Jiang Mingzhuo patted him on the head and said: "There is no reason, can't we help each other and make progress together? What else can we do, let's be nice to you!"

He said so, Wen Jiale has no other choice, in fact, it's not impossible, it's just that Jiang Mingzhuo's speech is always something Wen Jiale can't refuse.

Wen Jiale was assigned from Class [-] and Class [-] to Class [-] and Class [-]. Class [-] was the direct descendant of No. [-] Middle School. More than half of the students took science subjects, including Sun Lei who sat at the same table with Wen Jiale for a year. Only a few were assigned to liberal arts camp.The new semester started, and the entire key class was disrupted and reorganized. Mr. Dong taught three classes, four classes, and two arts and science classes at the same time. He could be regarded as Wen Jiale's rare old acquaintance in the new class except Jiang Mingzhuo.

When it came to the row of seats, Jiang Mingzhuo chose the fourth row by the window. He sat on the outside, leaving Wen Jiale on the inside.After Wen Jiale entered the classroom, he was quite satisfied with the position, so he sat next to Jiang Mingzhuo.

A lot of new books have been issued at the beginning of the semester, and the progress of the teacher's lectures is much faster than before.Just like in the past, after the start of the school report, you can go home after receiving the book, but this year, when the school starts, it takes one class to report, and then you start to follow the schedule.

With such a fast pace, many students suddenly felt a kind of embarrassment of being beaten down by surprise, especially those like Wen Jiale who had made up their summer homework the night before school started.

After the division of subjects, everyone changed shifts one after another. Others didn't have to do their homework, but he was Mr. Dong's key surveillance target, so he had to do it.To blame can only be blamed on him playing crazy this holiday, completely forgetting Teacher Dong, and only remembering Teacher Dong's terrifying power when school starts.

Wen Jiale's hand was sore from doing homework, and he spent the whole day watching with his fingers, fearing that his hands would break while doing homework.Jiang Mingzhuo turned his head to look at him, and saw Wen Jiale playing with his hands like an experiment.

While watching, Wen Jiale felt a pain in his hand with a "snap", and saw Jiang Mingzhuo tap the back of Jiale's hand with a ruler in his hand: "What are you doing?"

Wen Jiale covered the back of his hand, stepped on Jiang Mingzhuo's foot: "What are you doing!"

Jiang Mingzhuo leaned down to wipe his shoes, and said, "Wen Jiale, can you see flowers on your hands?"

Wen Jiale stretched out his hand and shook Jiang Mingzhuo's face, and said triumphantly: "Yes, since you asked the question sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully..."

Before Wen Jiale could speak, Jiang Mingzhuo interrupted him and said in a low voice, "Teacher is watching you."

The political teacher in the new class is a short-haired female devil who wears a black professional suit and black-rimmed glasses every day. Wen Jiale quietly squinted at the podium. Hit Wen Jiale on the head.

Wen Jiale quickly lowered his head, took a deep breath, and said, "This seat is too unsuitable for me. I feel that my every move will be exposed in front of the evil party-state, and the underground members of our party are in danger."

Jiang Mingzhuo was about to laugh out loud. Wen Jiale might really have ADHD. After he was quiet for a while, he started to do other things. The newly issued textbooks were full of blank spaces. Wen Jiale pretended to be serious in class, bowing his head from time to time Taking two notes, Jiang Mingzhuo thought that he had turned his back on evil, squinted his eyes, and saw that Wen Jiale had drawn a portrait of a political teacher in the lower right corner of the book.

Wen Jiale's notes were memorized very quickly. Although he was writing while drawing, Jiang Mingzhuo glanced at it and found that Wen Jiale hadn't missed the key points of the note. The clothes are extremely inconsistent, and they look free and easy, very good-looking.

His paintings are very similar to his temperament. The serious female devil is drawn by Wen Jiale with a round frame and a round face. She is not fierce at all, but rather naive.

Finding that Jiang Mingzhuo was peeping at him, Wen Jiale generously pushed the book towards Jiang Mingzhuo, and sat upright with his head up and chest out, as if he was waiting to praise Xiao Honghua.

Jiang Mingzhuo took a pen and wrote under Wen Jiale's painting: "The painting is skillful and lifelike. This work is worthy of permanent collection."

Wen Jiale received the book pushed back by Jiang Mingzhuo, looked down at Master Jiang's inscription, and started giggling with his head down.

Smiling and smiling, Wen Jiale felt that the whole class was quiet, and his intuition let Wen Jiale know that something was wrong, he sat down dingy and quietly, and used one finger to pull the book towards him little by little, halfway through the politics The teacher said: "Wen Jiale, what is the essence of currency?"

"One, the general equivalent." Wen Jiale stood up trembling, he thought to himself that he was really unlucky, he fell into the hands of the female devil on the first day of school, and he will have a lot of troubles in the future.

Sure enough, the female devil smiled, and threw a piece of chalk back and forth in her hand, and after a while, said: "Then you come up, and show the pictures in your book on the blackboard to the students. "

Wen Jiale was stunned.

Don't you wear glasses?Isn't it nearsighted?what happened?I'm already sitting in the fourth row, can I still see the pictures in my book?Wen Jiale's head was in chaos, but the teacher called him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up to take the chalk from the female devil's hand.

Wen Jiale dawdled in front of the blackboard for a long time, then lowered his head and returned the chalk to the witch. Wen Jiale stood in front of the blackboard, and the class burst into laughter when they saw Wen Jiale's works on the blackboard.

Wen Jiale wrote a line: "Teacher, I was wrong, let me go down."

Jiang Mingzhuo was laughing like crazy, he was the one with the most exaggerated laugh in the class, he almost stood on the table and jumped up.Wen Jiale bowed his head to admit his mistake to the female devil on the podium, and at the same time shot Jiang Mingzhuo from the corner of his eye.It's all his fault, or can he be shamed by being named on stage?On the first day of the new semester, Wen Jiale enjoyed the embarrassing treatment of the VIP supreme level, and Wen Jiale had already made Jiang Mingzhuo a villain in his heart.

The female devil probably didn't expect Wen Jiale to be so flexible, so she couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, go back, and don't do other things in class in the future."

Wen Jiale finally sat back on his seat, and as soon as he sat down, he stepped on Jiang Mingzhuo's foot. Jiang Mingzhuo gasped, and whispered, "The villain is convinced, I dare not mess with you!"

Wen Jiale snorted and ignored him.