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Although the boys in the class didn't like Jiang Mingzhuo, Jiang Mingzhuo didn't talk much and didn't have much contact with his classmates. Moreover, the style of study in City No. [-] Middle School was still relatively strict. As the exam was approaching, no one wanted to take the lead in provoking trouble.

Wen Jiale was also very nervous.

In fact, Teacher Dong was wrong. Wen Jiale didn't study hard.He listened carefully to the teacher's lectures and completed the assignments carefully, and he didn't even find the questions on the test papers very difficult.

He just can't be too good at it.The boys who took the lead in the class were all ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the class, and some had good grades. They were the leaders of the boy group, like Chen Minghui, who could compete with several class committee members. The captain, and Gu Peng who can occupy the forefront of the exam.All the boys in the class listened to them, and so did Wen Jiale.

In fact, every time Wen Jiale gets the test paper, the most worrying question is how to make himself not do so well in the test, and not let the teachers and classmates see that he is doing it on purpose.

He knows the key to self-protection in a group, don't be too prominent, just be the one who silently follows.

It's like he knew that the boys collectively isolated Jiang Mingzhuo, but he would not take the initiative to say anything except for occasionally looking at Jiang Mingzhuo secretly, with a bit of sympathy and understanding that he couldn't explain clearly.

The monthly exam lasted for two and a half days, and because it was the last city-wide joint exam before division, the students felt relieved.The results came out within two days after the exam. Although the results have not been announced yet, there have been gossips that there was a big reshuffle in the first and third classes of senior high school. top three.

But Jiang Mingzhuo didn't respond, as if it should be taken for granted.

There are too many people in the city's No. [-] Middle School who can get the news.Grade [-] and Class [-] immediately began to secretly explore Jiang Mingzhuo's background. It stands to reason that a person with such good grades should be well-known in the city, not to mention that this person is so thorny.But they had never heard of his name before, so Chen Minghui and Gu Peng felt at ease with a group of boys, treating him as an unknown pawn from a corner, and even more at ease to exclude and isolate him.

In fact, Jiang Mingzhuo doesn’t care if he’s isolated or not. He comes and goes all day without a trace, barely talks to his classmates, listens to music with earphones plugged in during recess, and leans against the wall in the last row during class. Turn on the pen.The boys couldn't understand him, but he dazzled the girls, and the private gossip forums had already discussed him for several rounds.

Wen Jiale sat in the group of girls, and of course was forced to accept their discussion. The girls secretly discussed which purchasing agent could buy the overseas trendy brand Jiang Mingzhuo was wearing, and discussed how he must be so tall and good-looking. For those who play basketball, I don't know which one is better, Gu Peng or Gu Peng.

Jiang Mingzhuo ignored his female classmates, and his duty was assigned to Friday afternoon for cleaning.A group of girls in the class gathered beside him to wipe the glass absentmindedly. Jiang Mingzhuo carried the bucket to change the bucket of water, and put it under the window without saying a word. Some water splashed out. It was obvious that Jiang Mingzhuo didn't want to talk much. The girls Shut up wisely.

Wen Jiale was in charge of the outdoor sanitation area. He dragged a big broom and walked out. The aisles in the classroom were narrow. He was holding a big broom, and Jiang Mingzhuo couldn't get through. Le turned his head and gave Jiang Mingzhuo a sad look.Jiang Mingzhuo touched his nose and said, "I'm sorry!"

Wen Jiale didn't leave, and stuck the broom to the edge of the table, letting Jiang Mingzhuo go first.Jiang Mingzhuo was stunned for a moment, then nodded apologetically, passed by Wen Jiale, and then quickly walked out of the classroom.

Wen Jiale picked up the broom ear that fell on the ground, and walked out of the classroom slowly.He stood in the corridor and glanced down, just in time to see Jiang Mingzhuo walking towards the carport carrying the backpack that was said to be "highly recommended by the Moments of Friends" on his back. vigorous.

Walking so fast, when going down the stairs, I jumped down the third floor!Wen Jiale thought to himself.

On Monday, the head of the teaching office took the students who were on duty for a grooming inspection. When they found Class [-] and Class [-], the director of the teaching office, who had always turned a blind eye, expressed his collective dissatisfaction with the boys' hairstyles and ordered the students to They cut it on the same day, according to Jiang Mingzhuo's standards.

When there was no Jiang Mingzhuo, their hair was just passing by. With Jiang Mingzhuo's intuitive and obvious comparison, the boys' hairstyles with pinches and pinches that were raised and taller were all unqualified.

After the dean left, Gu Peng threw away his pen, and he sat in front of Jiang Mingzhuo, snorted heavily, and leaned back without hesitation.

Jiang Mingzhuo's position was squeezed to the point where he could hardly breathe.

The morning reading class on Monday was led by a Chinese teacher. She was a very young female teacher. Faced with such a situation, she didn't know how to deal with it, and she was almost panicked.

The whole class heard the movement, and everyone turned their heads to look back, and Wen Jiale also looked back.He held his breath, and felt that Jiang Mingzhuo's face was very ugly. Although he still had the indifferent face with a paralyzed face, it was completely different from the indifference that Wen Jiale gave way to him on Friday, as if there was going to be a storm.

But no, Jiang Mingzhuo just calmly opened his pencil case, took out a pair of folding scissors from the pencil case, and then he stretched out his hand to hold down Gu Peng's head, which was almost stuck to his desk, and quickly cut few times.

He moved quickly, with dazzling techniques, and the cut hair fell on the table in his hands. He shook his hands and pushed the table back when Gu Peng jumped up with his head covered.

Gu Peng was so angry that he had a headache, he didn't care that he was still in class, he stood up abruptly and patted Jiang Mingzhuo's desk, he scolded: "Jiang Mingzhuo, I'll fuck your mother!"

Wen Jiale turned back to look at the female teacher sadly, the female teacher's glance at Wen Jiale was suddenly filled with happiness, she dropped the book and ran towards the office.

And this Gu Peng had already grabbed Jiang Mingzhuo by the collar and pressed him against the wall behind the classroom. His hair was covered with broken hair. The hairstyle that he had to comb for half an hour every day had become nondescript and ridiculous. A fierce look is not harmful, and some girls in the class are already covering their mouths and laughing.

Jiang Mingzhuo easily pushed him away, and said, "Gu Peng, you are enough, you are in class now. Let's talk about it after school if there is anything to do."

Gu Peng smiled evilly and said, "Okay, let's talk after school."

He opened the chair with a bang, and sat back on the seat. When Mr. Dong followed the Chinese teacher into the classroom, this was what he saw.

There was an eerie calm in the class, as if nothing had happened.Teacher Dong went around twice and said, "Jiang Mingzhuo and I will come to the office, Gu Peng will wash his face, and he will come over later."