Senior 3 Teaching Building.

At this moment, almost a quarter of the students witnessed Han Dong's strong move, coupled with word of mouth, almost spread throughout the entire third year of high school.

There is a lot of buzz and buzz.

This is also due to the approaching college entrance examination and excessive pressure.

......

The classroom of the 32nd class of high school.

Zhang Hao and the short-haired girl returned to their seats, looking at each other, both in mixed moods.

They also know that Sanpin martial arts students are extremely rare, but the pictures on the Internet are shocking when they don't see them with their own eyes, it turns out that martial arts can be so strong.

"Han Dong is really fierce. ”

"When he landed on the ground, I could hear the muffled sound of the ground. ”

Zhang Hao stuck out his little tongue, did not hesitate to praise himself, hugged his shoulder and shook it twice, muttering thoughtfully.

Girls with short hair also have complicated complexions.

She only felt that her inner concept was a mess that had been destroyed.

Any martial arts student with a slightly higher martial arts grade can't wait to tell the whole school that he is a five-grade martial arts student and can enter the capital. Han Dong was unknown, I am afraid that there are very few people in the school who know that he is a third-grade martial arts student.

The martial arts three-grade entrance examination is even counted, but this silent low-key and strong appearance are paired together, which creates an unparalleled impact.

"Wait, wait. ”

The short-haired girl with her ears suddenly said, "Just now Zong Kaixuan pegged you to write a classmate, did you tell Han Dong?"

Zhang was stunned, and his pretty face was slightly cute.

Just now, I seem to have asked Han Dong for some advice...... There should be no problem.

Crunch.

Han Dong, who was wearing a blue and white school uniform, his face was as indifferent as a mirror lake, and he gently pushed open the door of the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school, and it was like a ray of blazing sun, shining and dissipating the clouds.

"He, he's really here?"

Zhang Hao blinked his beautiful eyes twice, hung his head prettyly, smiled lightly with pink lips, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

And the short-haired girl, and even all the students in the classroom, all changed their faces, and their hearts seemed to be held hard, heavy, and in an instant, they stopped the slightly noisy discussions, and all aimed at Han Dong.

Be quiet.

Only the sound of wheezing was left in the quiet atmosphere, which swept through the classroom.

Zhang Liang, who was good at ancient Chinese poetry, took off his glasses, covered his eyes, and couldn't bear to witness Zong Kaixuan's tragic scene: "Chang Tai Xi to hide his weeping, mourning how difficult Zong Kaixuan is." ”

The next moment.

Han Dong opened his mouth and said, "Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb my classmates." ”

said.

He smiled apologetically and strode to the penultimate row...... That Zong Kaixuan's tablemate had already consciously given up his seat, leaving only Zong Kaixuan sitting in place without tears.

"Come on. ”

"Come out. ”

Han Dong didn't bother to delay, so he simply carried Zong Kaixuan and dragged him out of the classroom straightforwardly.

He thinks he can't be too selfish. There are about 50 senior high school students in Class 7, and if you delay for one minute, the whole class will be 50 minutes, which is not good.

Therefore.

Han Dong didn't discuss with Zong Kaixuan, and dragged him out of the classroom first, and then said anything else.

......

in the hallway.

Han Dong said earnestly: "Zhang Hao doesn't want to write you a classmate, how can you force Zhang Hao to write it for you." ”

"Big, big brother, I just thought that they were all classmates......" Zong Kaixuan was smiling bitterly, and when he saw Han Dong raise his right hand, he suddenly trembled with fright: "Big brother is right, it seems to be enlightened! ”

Han Dong raised his right hand and scratched his left arm, a little stunned: "Good eloquence." ”

Zong Kaixuan swallowed his saliva: "Big brother, if you know your mistakes, it is a traditional virtue, I will go back and tear up the page of classmates." ”

Han Dong's right palm rested on his left arm, and suddenly stopped, with a surprised face: "I thought you were going to take it out and tear it off in front of you." ”

"When, of course!"

Zong Kaixuan leaned against the wall in horror.

Although the sun was blazing outside, it couldn't shine in the corridor, and the cold temperature of the walls penetrated his whole body inside and out, reaching the depths of his heart.

In the middle of summer, it is like falling into an ice cave.

Han Dong's voice was gentle, and he said with a smile: "Then you go and get it." ”

......

Time flies.

There are only ten days left in the third year of high school, and it is like a white horse passing through a gap, passing quietly. There are four days left before the college entrance examination, and it is also the last day to maintain normal school.

After today, the third year of high school does not need to come to school again, and I can stay at home and prepare for the college entrance examination.

The classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

Click.

Han Dong sat in his seat, stretched, his muscles made a slight noise, and glanced at the empty seat next to him.

He shook his head, squinted his eyes and turned his head, looking at Xu Churan quietly.

"Han, Han Dong. ”

Xu Churan's face was full of panic, and his beautiful face barely squeezed out a smile, and he couldn't help but pull the arm of Feng Yanqi, who was at the same table, trying to find a little warmth and comfort.

She never came to school, but she had to come today because she had to get the college entrance examination admission ticket.

Except for a few students who don't have the heart to study, they pay attention to this, and the other students are all immersed in hard study, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Silence pervades the classroom.

Han Dong was expressionless and stared at Xu Churan.

Feng Yanqi was reciting political knowledge points, rubbed his small forehead, and helplessly stretched out his left palm to push Han Dong, persuading: "Han Dong, the college entrance examination is coming soon." Don't do that, it's scary. ”

Hiss!

All the students who paid attention to this place had their eyes widened.

They looked at it incredulously, secretly smacking their tongues, Feng Yanqi, who was weak in Wenwen...... How could she have such courage.

"Feng Yanqi, where am I scary. ”

Han Dong was quite speechless: "I just want to appreciate the beauty of classmate Xu Churan, you can slander me like this, it's really chilling, do we want to be friends?"

Alas.

Feng Yanqi covered his forehead and sighed: "Front table, turn around quickly, otherwise I will cry out and scare you to death." ”

"Good. ”

Han Dong glanced at Xu Churan and turned his head.

In the seventh class of the third year of high school, his only friends are probably only three...... Gu Yuanliang at the same table, Sun Hui, a martial arts student, and Feng Yanqi at the back table.

"Alright. ”

Feng Yanqi patted Xu Churan's arm at the same table and continued to review, not taking it seriously at all.

She knew very well in her heart that Han Dong seemed to be cold and strong, but like his classmates in the normal class, he had a very good personality and was not as cruel as his classmates thought.

Goo-dong.

Xu Churan pursed his jerky lips.

"I, my tablemate, is so deeply hidden. She shook her head and looked at Feng Yanqi who was frowning and studying in disbelief, and her heart was very complicated: "It turns out that you are the real eldest sister." ”

Thinking about it.

Xu Churan touched his face, and a faint sadness suddenly appeared in his heart.

At this very moment.

Crunch.

The classroom door was gently pushed open, and it was Jiang Gang, the director of the third grade of high school.

He glanced around the seventh class classroom, then walked to the third row against the wall, and laughed in a low voice: "Classmate Han Dong, Principal Yu is looking for you." ”

"Good. ”

Han Dong's face was as usual, and he put down the black carbon pen in his hand.

......

Outside the Academic Affairs Building and the President's Office.

The head of the grade, Jiang Gang, combed his back and bent down slightly, "Classmate Han Dong, Principal Yu called me personally, hoping to see you." When I got to the office, I didn't have to be nervous, Principal Yu was actually very kind. ”

"I'm so grateful"

"In the third year of high school, there was such an excellent martial arts student as you. ”

Jiang Gang sighed again and again, and his words were full of praise.

"Director Jiang, don't worry. Han Dong was speechless, glanced at Jiang Gang, and then pushed open the wooden door of the principal's office.

He understood what Jiang Gang meant.

It's nothing more than worrying that he will have a bad impression of Jiang Gang in front of Principal Yu. But in fact, he had a pretty good impression of Jiang Gang.

......

Inside the principal's office.

Principal Yu was wearing a black suit, his sideburns were slightly white, and his eyes were bright, and when he saw Han Dong pushing the door in, he hurriedly got up and greeted Han Dong: "As the principal, I am very glad that I agreed to your request to become a martial arts student. ”

Han Dong smiled: "It was a request at the beginning. ”

"Hahaha. Principal Yu shook his head and smiled, holding Han Dong's palm: "But you are now a third-grade martial arts student, and you are also the only martial arts student who has been admitted to Jiangnan Academy in the past five years." ”

Han Dong said casually: "I also want to thank Elder Ning for this." By the way, Headmaster, do you know Elder Ning?"

Principal Yu nodded: "Of course I know, he has been in the school for five years." ”

Han Dong looked as usual and diverted the topic.

But he was clear in his heart, he was afraid that Principal Yu was not qualified to contact the martial arts world, and he didn't know Master Ning Moli at all.

"Come on, Han Dong, let's sit down and talk. ”

Principal Yu tugged at his light gray tie, glanced at the secretary who was sitting next to him sorting out the documents, and casually ordered, "Xiaozhi, make two cups of tea." ”

Han Dong subconsciously looked back.

The secretary was the middle-aged man who applied to become a martial arts student at that time and embarrassed Han Dong, but at this time, Han Dong had no impression of this middle-aged man, and only felt a little familiar.

His way is still long.

His life has just begun.