make trouble for you

Start a hundred at a time. "

Can you kill the Quartet only if you are in a bad mood?He will try it later.

The night lights lit up the city, and the warm wind came and went.

When Lan Tian came home, he saw the man in front of him wearing a hat, familiar short sleeves, and a black mask. This was Wan He's friend from the Internet cafe.

When I was just about to pass by, I saw a student-like person wearing glasses coming out of the store in front of me. That friend seemed to have made a move.

Lan Tian stood there watching the man with glasses being knocked down, and then kicked several times. This friend was a bit ruthless, and Lan Tian passed by pretending not to see.

When I couldn't help but look back, I saw the boy took off his hat, his hair looked soft under the light, and his slender fingers were stroking the broken hair on his forehead.

The eyes of the two touched each other, and Lan Tian smiled at each other's frowning brows and inexplicable eyes. What a coincidence, he saw him when he was bullying others.

If Lan Tian looked back carefully, he would also find the little red mole on the other party's neck.

He took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the boy's back. The person lying down on the ground also entered the country, and the photo was sent to Wanhe.

[Lan Tian: Wanhe, your friend is very skilled. Is there a chance for him to teach me two tricks? ]

[Wan He: Friend, you have misunderstood the person. My friend is an amateur booster. He is not free. It just happened that his house had a power outage today. You understand. ]

Amateur power leveling, is power leveling divided into professional and amateur?It seems that he is ignorant, but no matter how you look at the other party, he doesn't look like a power leveler, and he looks about the same age as him.

When Lan Tian returned home, he still went to Summoner Canyon for a few laps, and his record made him successfully shut down the computer. Sure enough, there was a difference between professional and amateur, as well as experience.

☆、Chapter 4

The days pass by like melted sugar in summer.

In the last half month of summer vacation, Lan Tian's mother, Qiu Ci, came back, and planned to spend the last half month with his son well. He had to be with him well, and she didn't need her to accompany him every year when he was an adult.

When the child grows up, he should have his own private life. Qiu Ci lamented that the time has passed so fast. His son has grown up and is old enough to have a girlfriend.

Lan Tian's birthday was quite simple. In the morning, his mother Qiu Ci cooked him a bowl of longevity noodles.

When my uncle came, he brought his girlfriend with him. He heard that he worked in the hospital, and he seemed a good match.

The family chooses to eat outside at noon. There are many people and there are many dishes to wash. Qiu Ci doesn't want to cook, so celebrating outside doesn't require bothering to buy groceries, and doesn't need to spend time cooking. It's simple, convenient and fast.

Lan Tian listened to the adult's conversation. He was the biggest light bulb, and he was used to it.

The family went shopping together in the afternoon, bought new clothes and shoes for Lan Tian, ​​and unwrapped the birthday present when they got home. A pair of sneakers that looked a little cool were the kind of style he didn't like, so they had to be hidden in the closet. Parents A piece of mind, can not be too wasted.

Lan Tian's small treasury has received money again on his birthday, and his five-figure balance is working towards six figures.

Looking at the night scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lan Tian walked into the bathroom. The person in the mirror was both familiar and unfamiliar, neither like himself nor himself. As an adult, he felt that he had to carry more things.

In the first week after becoming an adult, I was still in an Internet cafe. I didn’t meet that amateur friend for more than half a month. Lan Tian felt a little regretful that he couldn’t follow along to learn some skills, which was a great regret for game experience players.

After receiving a month and a half of part-time salary, Lan Tian added half of the money to exchange for a mobile phone. This is his coming-of-age gift to himself. Even if the mobile phone he bought is taken away by the school teacher, he still has a spare one at home. , ready just in case.

The holidays are like the dew in the morning, with the news of temperature and time every day.

There was still the last day of the remaining summer vacation, and when Yu Luan was sleeping drowsily, he felt that his browbones were burning.

Frowning and opening his eyes, a small hand in front of him, and a pink eyebrow razor in his hand, remembered what he had experienced last year.

Yu Luan stretched out his hand to touch his eyebrows, it felt a little prickly to the touch, and he knew it was shaved without looking.

Yu Luan looked at Dong Yang beside the bed, pursed his lips, and said coldly, "Yang Yang, why are you shaving brother's eyebrows again?"

Holding a pink eyebrow trimmer, Dong Yang said with a cute face: "Brother, I saw my mother do it like this last time. Mom's pen can also draw eyebrows. Brother, do you want to try it?"

"I wanted to take Yangyang to see my father today, but my brother is angry, so I don't want to go anywhere today." Yu Luan sighed.

"Brother, I was wrong, let's go see Dad, okay, Yangyang will never dare again."

Yu Luan looked at his sister's expression about to cry, reached out to take the eyebrow trimming knife in Dongyang's hand, and said with a serious face: "Brother is afraid that you will hurt yourself, will you dare to play with the knife in the future?"

Poor Dong Yang looked at Yu Luan and pouted: "Brother, I won't play anymore, I won't play again."

The eyebrow trimming knife was placed out of reach of the children, Dong Yang knew that he had caused trouble, and left with a smile, luckily his brother didn't kill her.

In front of the mirror in the bathroom, with black short sleeves and white arms, the teenager raised his bangs, and his frowning eyebrows were obviously missing by half.

Yu Luan had no choice but to wash up and walked to his mother's room. There were layers of lipstick and bottles and jars on the dressing table. Yu Luan returned to his room with an eyebrow pencil.

Picking up the small round mirror, Yu Luan brushed back her hair, and gently drew the eyebrow pencil on the missing part of the eyebrows.

Putting down the mirror and eyebrow pencil in satisfaction, Yu Luan sighed and looked at his mobile phone a little irritatedly. It was the same way last summer when school started. Why did his sister always have trouble with his eyebrows.

After lunch, Yu Luan waited for Dong Yang, who was watching TV, to fall asleep. It was a bit troublesome to go out with a little tail. He wanted everything when he went out, so he would not pamper his little sister like his father.

Yu Luan went upstairs to get the key and went out lightly. He was going to get a pair of glasses. Although he was not short-sighted, the frames of the glasses could block his eyebrows.

His sister took his mother's eyebrow trimmer to shave his eyebrows while he was sleeping last summer, and then he painted his eyebrows for a whole month when he started school. He got up early every morning to hide from his roommates, because he didn't want them to find him It's a thrush eyebrow neuropathy.

However, he still didn't escape the eyes of those girls. Privately, it was rumored that the oldest boss actually drew his eyebrows, and he even drew them better than the girls.

At that time, he hated these girls very much, they were gossiping and nympho, and several times he met the kind of girls who acted like a baby with questions that he couldn't do, and asked him to teach?In the next life, I may not be able to teach girls anymore. If I don’t know how to ask the teacher, he doesn’t know either.

The scorching sun in summer makes the air conditioners in the shopping malls run longer and longer.

There was not a single customer in the glasses shop. The dozing clerk watched Yu Luan enter the door, straightened his clothes, and asked, "Hello, do you need glasses?"

"I want this one, with 0-degree lenses, thank you."

The clerk looked at the picture on the phone and replied: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Taking the glasses from the clerk's hand, Yu Luan stood in front of the mirror and put them on. He was still a little unaccustomed to looking at them, but just looked at them like this to give him a sense of security.

Yu Luan settled the bill and walked out of the optician's store, looked at the stationery store by the side of the road and walked in without hesitation.

In the new semester, I need to buy a few more notebooks. There should be a lot of things in the sophomore year of high school. The notebook at home seems to have been almost destroyed by his sister.

The wind chime at the entrance of the stationery store rang, and Yu Luan walked out of the stationery store with a bag in his hand. After a while, he might have carried more things.

The heat waves on the ground were carried away by sprinklers, and the setting sun sprinkled on the streets.

Yu Luan walked slowly in the alleyway, the figure in front of him was a bit hot-eyed.

Standing beside the intersection was a group of people with yellow and gray hair dyed in a hurry. The tall gray hair wore short sleeves with a black tiger pattern and wore red ropes on their hands.

The black leggings with a short cut on the side are a bit hot-eyed, and an iron rod is dangling in his hand: "Oh, isn't this our messy brother? It's been a long time since we haven't seen him, and he looks beautiful again. Is the whitening milk powder at home delicious?"

"Hahaha, I don't think it's as good as the ones from Internet cafes."

"Brother Luan should be called Sister Luan."

Hearing these provocative words, Yu Lun was in a very bad mood, like the sun on a sunny day covered by dark clouds.

Finding a relatively clean place, Yu Luan put down the bag in his hand, and put the mobile phone in his trousers in the bag.

Yu Luan looked at the people in front of him, moved his wrists, kicked his feet, took two steps back, showed a mocking expression, rushed forward suddenly, slammed his arm on Hui Mao's chin, and then kicked Hui Mao of □□.

Without any hesitation, he kicked between the legs of the short-haired man next to him, the movement was fast and powerful.

Because of the sudden pain, Gray Mao and Cun Tou had to bend over to cover their weak spots, and the remaining Yellow Mao looked at the two who couldn't straighten up and took a few steps back, looking at the person who was walking towards him , turned around and ran away in fear.

Gray Mao wanted to pick up the iron rod that Cun Tou had just dropped on the ground, but his wrist was grabbed by a hand that stretched out suddenly.

Yu Luan pinched Huimao's arm and twisted it back. The iron rod fell to the ground. Looking at the person lying on the ground, Yu Luan stepped on the iron rod with his right foot and then slid back. He looked at the gray hair in front of him and squatted down.

With a sneer, he held an iron rod against Huimao's chin, and looked at the disgusted face of the person in front of him: "Your mouth is so stinky, did you fucking eat shit?"

The iron rod hit the gray-haired shoulder, and Yu Luan's hands continued to exert force, "I still want to experience the feeling of skewering meat."

"You fucking, hiss..." The pain in the shoulder prevented Gray Hair from uttering a complete sentence, and the expression on his face became distorted.

Yu Luan stepped on Hui Mao's knee, pouted: "It's great to have a stick? Believe it or not, I'll use it to pierce your throat." After speaking, he took the iron rod and pressed it against Hui Mao's throat. Mao wants to vomit.

The iron rod left Huimao's throat and landed on his head, Yu Luan sneered and said, "Next time I see you are still so dirty, your mouth won't have to eat."

Seeing the dissatisfaction of Cun Tou next to him, Yu Luan stood up and stepped on Cun Tou's ankle, pressed it on the ground a few times, and said dirty feet when he left.

Yu Luan snorted softly, picked up the bag and passed in front of the two people sitting on the ground, walked a few steps and turned back to throw away the iron rod in his hand, which just happened to hit Cun Tou, and said with disgust, "I don't know where I picked it up. , Dirty hands."

After the person walked away, Cun Tou endured the pain and asked: "Brother Song, what is the origin of that kid, he hits so hard, I thought he was a junior high school student."

Ye Song said: "At first I thought he was a junior high school student. We just wanted to borrow his account to play with him in the Internet cafe last time, but we almost got into a game. Fortunately, we ran fast."

Lan Tian, ​​who had been a spectator for a long time, walked over, kicked Huang Mao's leg and said, "It's blocking the road."

Cun Tou endured the pain and withdrew his feet and asked, "Brother Tim, are you off work?"

Lan Tian squeezed his shoulders, kicked the person sitting on the ground, and said with a sneer: "It's none of your business whether I get off work or not, good dogs don't get in the way."

Ye Song stared at Lan Tian's back and asked, "Is this Brother Tian the nephew of that Qiu Yu?"

Cun Tou stood up and said, "It's that Qiuyuan. Last time I saw an ambulance parked outside their hall."

Ye Song was stunned: "Is this being hacked?"

Cun Tou shook his head and said, "They said they were afraid that there would not be enough ambulances for a fight. They paid for it themselves. They said they were beaten to death and sent to the hospital to be cremated themselves."

In summer, Ye Song broke out in a cold sweat, each one was more difficult to mess with.

The summer night carries a sultry heat, like a steamer, which makes people upset.

Lan Tian returned home, listened to the movement in the kitchen, changed his shoes and shouted: "Mom, is Dad coming back tonight?"

Qiu Ci came out with a plate of food: "Your father is out for a social gathering, don't worry about him, let's eat first."

There are only mother and son in the empty home. Lan Tian's father, Lan Jue, is the manager of the company. Recently, the company is discussing a project, and Qiu Ci temporarily stays at home as a full-time wife for a short period of time.

Qiu Ci looked at his son who bowed his head and said nothing, and said earnestly: "Remember to pack your things at night, school starts tomorrow, collect snacks, don't repeat a grade like junior high school, at least mother doesn't want to see her son's name counting down I just hope you pass the first or second place."

Lan Tian's final grades last month were not surprising. Both mother and son knew this score well.

Lan Tian looked at the bowls and chopsticks on the table, smiled wryly and said, "I see."

If it wasn't for the traffic jam on the way his mother took him to the exam, and lost his admission ticket, he wouldn't have to repeat a grade, so why blame him in the end?

Having to live far away from home in high school is a headache.

At night, Lan Tian tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The temperature of the air conditioner had been turned on to the lowest level, but the restlessness in his heart could not go away, just like the feeling of drowning.

Night and day slowly alternated successfully, and the person on the bed turned over.

Lan Tian heard his mother's knock on the door early in the morning, and got up a little annoyed to brush his teeth and wash his face.

The author has something to say: Dong Yang: Brother, I was wrong, next time I dare?(?)?

☆、Chapter 5

It is mandatory to live two kilometers away from the school. This reason makes Yu Lan feel that it is probably the most beautiful thing in this school.

On the first day of the second year of high school, Yu Luan's two uncles sent him to the school, and the uncles really loved him.

When getting out of the car, the eldest uncle He Li took the suitcase for Yu Luan, and said secretly: "The courier should have arrived, remember to pick it up after packing, as long as you don't get caught."

Yu Luan held back his happy expression: "Thank you uncle."

"Remember to call or send us a message if you have anything."

Yu Luan's thoughts stayed on the courier all the time, looking at the people on the car, he said perfunctorily, "Okay uncle, goodbye uncle."

Cars stopped at the gate of the school one after another, and the classmates who got off were familiar and unfamiliar.

The bulletin board of Zhengyu No. [-] Middle School was full of people, including freshmen from junior high school and senior high school, and students who were looking for the placement of arts and sciences in the second year of high school.

Classmate s: "Look, Lan Tian is assigned to class six, but luckily I'm in class eight."

Classmate p: "That's not right, how did he go to the experimental class with his grades."

Classmate e: "I'm going to play it too long."

Freshman: "Who is Lan Tian?"

Classmate e: "I advise you not to know better."

Classmate c: "Why did the first one go to the science class? Didn't it mean that he studied liberal arts?"

Classmate h: "Xueba is in Class [-], and I want to go to Class [-] too."

The crowded bulletin board ushered in batch after batch of students, and everyone didn't think it was too hot at all, because their dormitory introduced the summer standard configuration last year, whoever blows whoever cools the air conditioner.

Yu Luan looked at the six floors of the boys' dormitory, and dragged his heavy suitcase slowly upstairs.

The dorm manager was sitting on the stairs on the third floor, listening to the square dance songs on the small circular speaker on the stool, enjoying himself.

Yu Luan's chest heaved slightly, panting slightly, and said, "Grand...uncle, Yu Luan from class six."

The uncle picked up the registration form on the stool next to him, picked up his reading glasses, put them on, and flipped through a few pages: "Choose the dormitory by yourself, your sixth class only has six dormitories, and I didn't find the key to 309 in the morning, and that one is still vacant." , I have a bad memory when I’m old.”

Listening to the empty dormitory, Yu Luan felt that this was the lucky start of his sophomore year of high school. He glanced at the form in the uncle's hand, and said politely: "Then I'll take a look first, and please trouble the uncle."

The uncle handed the form to Yu Luan and said with a smile, "Where you want to live, just write your name."

Yu Luan picked up the form and saw several familiar names, one of which made him look disdainful, and decisively wrote his name in the last empty 309.

"It's finished." Yu Luan handed the form to the uncle.

The form was placed on the stool. The uncle picked up the key chain next to it, squinted his eyes and searched for a long time, and untied a key with the label 309 from a large pile of copper-yellow key chains and handed it to Yu Luan.

Yu Luan took the key and said politely, "Thank you, sir."

Dragging the suitcase, Yu Luan looked at the number written on the key, 309. If he can live alone, he must thank this uncle who has a bad memory.

The green anti-theft door is a bit old, and the three numbers 309 are a bit new.

Yu Luan inserted the key into the door hole, turned it to the left habitually, and heard the sound of the door lock.

When the door opened, the ground was covered with dust, Yu Luan frowned and carried the suitcase in the doorway.

The visual inspection is not bad, six beds, three on each side, upper and lower beds at the door, two upper beds on the side of the balcony door, and a table divided into thirds under the upper bed, which is much better than the crowded eight-person room in the first grade.

He endured his roommate's smelly feet and sweat last semester, and if he can live alone this time, it can be called perfect.

Yu Luan put down the suitcase, regardless of whether the floor was dirty, opened the suitcase, picked up a new towel, walked outside the balcony, and turned on the faucet.

Rusty water flowed out of the faucet that had not been used for a long time. When the water was completely clean, Yu Luan put the towel under the faucet, wrung it out after wetting it, and then turned off the water.

Walking into the dormitory, the rest of the mess can be cleaned up. Looking at the bed, he chose to live in the upper bunk on the left, where there is a cabinet as high as the bed, where things can be placed, suitable for a lazy cancer patient like him.

Yu Luan walked to the edge of the bed, bent over and stepped on the bed, and wiped the top of the cabinet and the railing beside the bed, and the dust was scattered in the air.

The cleaning was almost complete, Yu Luan wiped the sweat from his head with his arm, looked at the air conditioner, and then at the ground, there was still a huge project waiting for him.

Yu Luan took the key and went out. His luggage from last semester was still downstairs with the uncle. It was time to exercise.

The quilts and sheets are spread on the 1.2-meter-wide bed, which is a little wider than the bed of last semester, and it looks more comfortable.

Half an hour later, part of the work was done and the clothes were put in the cabinet, and he kindly swept the floor.

The tiles on the floor were mopped clean, and the table for the three of them was wiped until the water reflected light.

Looking at the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. No one came to 309 except him. Maybe in the future this place will really be his world.

Yu Luan put the suitcase away, carried the garbage to the door in a particularly beautiful mood, took his wallet and keys, and closed the door of the dormitory with his mobile phone.

There are still many students entering and leaving the dormitory, carrying large and small bags in their hands.

Next to the bulletin board in the school, Cheng Kai was a little surprised to see Lan Tian's name, and he was actually assigned to the experimental class.

Cheng Kai held the suitcase and asked cautiously: "Brother Tim, do you think we should go play games first, or go to the dormitory first?"

Lan Tian handed the suitcase in front of Cheng Kai, thought for a while and said, "Cheng Kai, put the suitcase downstairs in your dormitory first, and then help me find a dormitory for me after you pack it up. I have something to do by going to the back door."

Looking at the two suitcases in front of him, Cheng Kai forced a smile: "That's fine, Brother Tim, I'll come to you when I'm done."

Lan Tian watched Cheng Kai leave, looked at the address sent by a stranger on his mobile phone half an hour ago, kicked the edge of the flower bed impatiently, and looked for work when school started. These people eat too much and can't find anything to do.

The students around all secretly looked at Lan Tian who had just left with a kind of annoying and scared eyes.

Classmate r: "Is this the Lantian?"

Classmate u: "He's called Lan Tian, ​​he's an up-and-coming sky, I was in the class next to him last semester."

Classmate m: "You look pretty good, are you really that good?"

Classmate o: "Don't tell me, the fights are really fierce. Last time people said that they had been in the hospital before."

Classmate u: "And he is always against his head teacher. I can hear his head teacher scolding him from next door."

Classmate r: "The school bully really lives up to its name."

Unfamiliar new students ushered in the familiar campus, and of course there were also students who returned to school again.

The cement of the cement wall peeled off a little, exposing the red stone bricks. Lan Tian twisted his neck twice, and it was the back door of the school he was familiar with.

Stepping on the stepping stones, Lan Tian crossed the wall easily with his arms and coordinated hands and feet, squatted on the wall and jumped down.

After landing, Lan Tian patted the ashes on his hands, and slowly walked around the back door of the school, passing the abandoned warehouse.

Familiar streets and roadside trees, only one express shop and barbecue shop are open during the day, other shops have not opened yet, some closed, and some moved away.

Five or six people who looked a bit social were sitting at the door of the barbecue shop, looked at Lan Tian's figure and then slowly stood up, and the tattooed man in the lead said strangely: "Hey, brother Tim has changed from being a network administrator to being a good student? "

"But last time I saw that you didn't look like a student in that school uniform, why don't you join us?" Hongmao joked mockingly.

Lan Tian glanced at the person in front of him, and said with a sneer: "There's so much nonsense, how many years have you studied?" It seems that the nine-year compulsory education may not be finished.

"Don't be ashamed of your mother."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Tian quickly kicked the person closest to him to the ground, threw the wooden stool next to him at Hongmao, and followed the inertial wooden stool to greet another person.

His feet were not idle, even if he was alone, his momentum could not be lost by the number of people.

The last person standing next to him cursed, and casually smashed the drink in his hand. The plastic cup without a lid fell to the ground, and part of the juice that bounced off splashed on the passing boy.

Lan Tian just wanted to continue to greet the idiot who was still standing with the stool in his hand, but the passing boy was faster than him, kicked over the table, and greeted that person with the table.

"Fuck, do you know how much my clothes cost?"

"Didn't your mother teach you that garbage should be thrown in the trash can?"

"My clothes are very expensive, and the shitty ones are pretty good at throwing away!"

Lan Tian looked at the man whose face was beyond recognition, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and then glanced at the grumpy boy. The boy who saw the uneven road looked familiar.

Standing up, Hong Mao held the stool and wanted to attack the young man, but Lan Tian meddled and kicked the stool out of Hong Mao's hand.

Seeing the movement next to him, the boy stopped attacking and turned to look at Lan Tian, ​​"Thank you...how come it's you again?"

After the boy finished speaking, he slammed the wooden table in his hand at the red hair again, and said with disgust: "What color is it dyed Nima, hot eyes, your mother may be angry when she sees a heart attack."

The people on the ground quickly launched a second wave of attacks, but Yu Ran beat them all by himself, which was considered venting, but he still felt sorry for his clothes.

Yu Luan irritatedly threw away the bloody folded wooden table, and picked up the courier on the ground in a bad mood: "Let's go, goodbye, friend."

Lan Tian, ​​who was behind him, felt that this classmate was interesting, and met him fighting twice.

Looking at the back of the young man leaving, Lan Tian was a little surprised. How come he has never heard of such a good character in their school, who is even more ruthless than him. Could it be that he is a rising star in the third of them?

When Cheng Kai arrived, he saw five people on the ground with bruised noses, swollen faces, and some parts of their bodies were still bleeding, and he said in surprise, "Brother Tim, did you do it all by yourself?"

Hearing the pride in Cheng Kai's tone, Lan Tian was a little embarrassed, thought for a while and said, "A friend can help."

A friend who sees a rough road is also a friend, and the boy called him a friend just now, um, the second time we meet by chance is a friend, that's right.

When Yu Luan returned to school, the students on the side of the road looked at him a little strangely, what's the matter, haven't you seen a living person wearing dirty clothes?The eyeballs are all made of charcoal, waiting to be burned, right?

Returning to the dormitory in a bad mood, Yu Luan took apart the game book his uncle gave him, and carefully hid it after enjoying it for a few minutes. Anyway, his mobile phone has two cards. Don't worry about him running out of traffic.

Yu Luan looked at the stains on his clothes, opened the closet unhappily and casually changed into a short sleeve, the short sleeve on his body was placed at the bottom of the closet, he just went to eat a meal and took a courier, and his clothes were still dirty up.

After a fight, he couldn't get rid of his anger. He wanted to throw things very much, and his temper came up. He took a deep breath, and finally picked up the mints on the table, unscrewed the lid, and threw a few into his mouth.

Yu Luan sat on the stool and leaned against the table, thinking that he just ran into that classmate again, his hair grew so long that he almost didn't recognize him, and the two encounters were all in fights, could it be a professional appointment?

He turned his head and looked at the suitcase at the door. Someone came to live in 309. His supreme single room had to be changed into a deluxe double room. It was good to talk to someone at night, at least two people could bear the cost of the air conditioner.

The familiar preparatory bell finally rang, which was the bell to remind the students who were still outside the classroom.

The night self-study at the No. 10 Middle School started. All students in the school must watch the news at [-]:[-]. This is a traditional program of the No. [-] Middle School. After the news broadcast, there is a standard [-]-minute break.

Yu Luan doesn't care much about state affairs, he only reads it when he was bored last semester, but now he is not bored.

The slender hands with sharp knuckles are propping up the chin, the mobile phone is placed on the table, and the thumbs of the rest are pointing on the screen. Jumping, this little game is quite good to pass the time.

Classmate n: "Why hasn't this news broadcast finished yet? I'm a little anxious to urinate"

Classmate e: "Wait, it's another old-fashioned self-introduction. I want to go back and make the bed early."

Classmate w: "Scholar is so good-looking, I am ashamed as a girl."

Classmate s: "I heard that school bully is also in our class."

Hearing the chattering discussions around him, Yu Ran felt a little sleepy, he only knew a few people in the class, this feeling was really good, no one knew about his past embarrassing things.

If that idiot didn't mess with him, he should be able to spend his second and third year of high school quietly.

Yu Luan exited the game, turned off the phone, put it on the table, picked up the school uniform jacket and put it on the table, the surrounding voices were still going on, and he closed his eyes while listening.

☆、Chapter 6

As soon as the news broadcast was over, the get out of class bell rang on time. Those who went to the toilet went to the toilet, those who went to the supermarket went to the supermarket, those who were looking for a girlfriend looked for a girlfriend, and those who were waiting for a boyfriend waited for a boyfriend.

When Lan Tian walked to the door of Class [-], Grade [-], the students in the classroom quieted down.

Simple white short-sleeved black trousers and a pair of blackboard shoes are so cool that they can be number two in their class.

Ignoring the eyes of these students, Lan Tian walked directly to the last row on the left side of the classroom.

The table in front of him was a bit gray, Lan Tian looked at the table next to the prostrate student in front, and it was clean at first glance.

Lan Tian resolutely gave up the last row. He would be a fool not to pick up the ready-made cheap ones. He stretched out his hand and placed the chair next to the clean empty table, just in time for him to experience the joy of being at the same table.

Hearing the sound next to him, Yu Luan, who was lying on his stomach, turned over and continued to sleep, frowning.

The face that suddenly turned around was only seen in the afternoon, Lan Tian smiled, this is fate, a class, then he will add some fate and be a deskmate.

The round-faced chubby Qian Hao at the front table kindly handed Lan Tian a piece of paper, and said in a low voice, "Student, keep your voice down, don't wake him up."

Lan Tian who took the paper was a little confused: "Thank you, I will try my best."

Could it be that the overnourished classmate in front has already seen the violent temper of his new deskmate?Or did they know each other before.

Lan Tian cleaned the chair carefully, threw away the ball of paper and sat down, turned to look at Luan Yu who was still sleeping next to him, his hair was messed up, like a little hedgehog, as if his hair had exploded.

Classmate a: "Is this that Lan Tian?"

Classmate c: "If the name is correct, it should be."

Classmate n: "I'm a little scared, I just want to get through this high school safely."

Classmate e: "May the previous school bully bless us."

The familiar class bell rang, and the students all returned to their temporary seats. Li Yiwei took the mineral water and some rosters and walked to the door of the second and sixth grades of high school. The classroom was instantly quiet, and everyone welcomed their head teacher with applause.

Li Yiwei stood on the podium and looked at the pair of big eyes, the short cut, and the standard Korean bangs. He put down the things in his hand, picked up the chalk in the chalk box and wrote a few words on the blackboard. words, and a phone number.

"Hi everyone, I'm Li Yiwei, your homeroom teacher. I'm very glad that I can study and make progress with you in the last two years of high school."

The students in the audience welcomed their head teacher with warm applause. .

Lan Tian watched Yu Luan turn over, couldn't bear to stretch out his hand and pushed Yu Luan's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Student, wake up, the head teacher is here."

The disturbed Yu Ran opened his eyes in a daze, then continued to lie on his stomach, looked at his new tablemate blankly and replied: "Who cares about him."

Yu Luanxin's tablemate looked more and more familiar, the slanting sword eyebrows softened on the smiling face, the black eyes stared at him, and the mole on the tip of the nose looked a bit mischievous, inexplicably handsome.

Yawning while propping his chin, Yu Ran blinked his wet eyes and asked, "Are you that strawberry?"

Lan Tian: "...?" When did he become a fruit...

Looking at the other party's questioning expression, Yu messed up the collar of his clothes and explained: "Before the holiday, we were... well, I'll treat you to ice, I want matcha, and you want strawberries."

The words "searching" were written on the face of the other party, and Yu Ran said impatiently: "Didn't I just see it this afternoon, and my memory is not good at all."

Lan Tian changed into a suddenly realized expression and said: "Oh, it's you. I just remembered that we met before. I haven't thanked you for these two incidents. How about treating you to dinner tomorrow?"

After all, the first time they met, this classmate lost several hundred dollars, so it is quite a bargain to exchange a few hundred dollars for a meal.

Yu Luan stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, it's easy."

He picked up the mirror on the table and took a picture. Fortunately, the eyebrows he painted were not rubbed off. He found his glasses case and opened it. He heard someone calling him as soon as he picked up the glasses.

Qian Hao in front turned around and reminded Yu Luan who didn't listen carefully at first sight: "Boss, the class teacher asked you to go up and introduce yourself."

Lan Tian got up and stood in the aisle to make room, Yu Luan got up with his glasses, and put on the gold-rimmed glasses as he walked.

Li Yiwei gave up the podium to Yu Luan, and watched quietly from the sidelines, with obvious appreciation in his eyes.

"Hi everyone, my name is Yu Luan, Yu of the rest of my life, Tim Luan's Luan."

Lan Tian froze for a moment when he heard this name. He had heard this name before, in the first year of high school.

Those female students in his class would repeat a name every day, saying that they were good-looking and had good grades, but what caught his attention was the habit of this top student in the post bar.

Yu Luan, the oldest student in Zhengyu No. [-] Middle School, has a habit of drawing eyebrows, and he is better at drawing eyebrows than girls.

Lan Tian looked at the young man who was answering Li Yiwei's question on the stage and wanted to laugh a little bit. After waking up, he looked confused and didn't look like a school bully.

He is so ruthless when fighting, and he is very gentle when wearing glasses. Could it be that these glasses can suppress a violent temper?

No matter how you look at it now, he looks like a good student. He can't see through this top student.

The applause from the audience sent Yu Luan down, and the whispers continued, more praises.

Lan Tian didn't sit down until Yu Luan took his seat, and it was a bit troublesome to give way.

Qian Hao turned around and asked curiously: "Boss, when did you become short-sighted?"

"I have always been short-sighted, and I have never been discovered." Yu Lun took off his glasses and brushed his hair habitually.

The people who went to the podium continued, this time it was people who some students hated.

"My name is Lin Ke, Lin from Shuangmulin, and Ke from Kobe. I usually like to read books. When I'm not studying, I occasionally watch movies..."

Boring self-introduction is very uncreative. An introduction requires applause, which wastes time and energy.

When Lan Tian was called, Li Yiwei looked at the problematic students who caused headaches for the teachers. He was quite tall, and he was a sunny, handsome and good student no matter how he looked.

"Hello everyone, my name is Lan Tian, ​​blue blue, and Tim who is chaotic."

After speaking, the last smile made the students in the audience stunned for a moment. This legendary school bully is very good-looking. He is a bit handsome when he is not smiling, and even more handsome when he is smiling.

It's just that everyone didn't see the amusement in the eyes of a certain school bully when he walked down.

"Everyone's introduction was a bit brief, but it doesn't matter, we will talk more about it in the future.