The curriculum in the second year of high school is still a little tight, Su Xiang studied the class schedule back and forth, and found that most of the time available for activities is concentrated in the morning, noon and evening when the students are eating.

Su Xiang made a patrol plan for himself, and went to the senior high school teaching building to hang out if he had nothing to do, but he had no choice but to be the most murderous and dedicated age director on the stall in the third year of high school, and after being arrested three times, Su Xiang successfully became the key observation object of the head teacher.

So Su Xiang made a bold attempt-

On the school post bar, the course schedule of the 30th class of high school is recycled at a high price.

For this reason, she specially registered a new account, and also rushed dozens of dollars into it, so that she could get the highest permission to browse hidden posts.

Shelved for several days, on an ordinary summer afternoon, her post got the first reply ever, the person posted a handwritten class schedule at a glance, Su Xiang thanked him happily, and found that this person was also a newly registered user, because he not only had no avatar, but even his name was a string of original garbled characters. However, what attracted Su Xiang's attention the most was that his information column happened to be the thirtieth class of high school.

Su thought about it, and she couldn't wait to send a private message.

[Dude, do me a favor.] 】

So, Su Xiang used all his life's talents, and wrote a long article of several hundred words to express his admiration and admiration for Zhou Sichen's classmates, and finally did not forget to add a sentence in the stage of emotional sublimation: In order not to embarrass Zhou, God knows this, you know me, I don't know if my brother is willing to be a wingman for adult things?

After sending Su Xiang, I went to class, and when I took it out again during class, the unread information column showed that there was an unread private message.

She couldn't wait to click on it.

[System Prompt: You were reported by a user for casually walking obscene and pornographic remarks on the Internet, and you were punished with a one-week ban.] 】

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Surrounded by the incessant noise after class, Su Xiang fell into an eerie silence in this corner, she blinked and stared at the phone screen into a longer contemplation, and after a full minute of reaction, she finally understood what was happening.

She was actually reported by that gibberish brother????

She laughed angrily, clicked on the homepage of asdfghjkl123456 with her backhand, and did not hesitate to press report - report and spread information about violating the crime.

It's amazing, what kind of people are these!

After digesting it for a long time, and after eating lunch and going out for a spin, Su Xiang almost cleaned up this unlucky thing that touched the moldy head, but fortunately, the class schedule was available, and by cross-comparing it with her own class schedule, Su Xiang found that just this afternoon, she had a physical education class at the same time with Class 10.

The school building of No. 1 Middle School is not good, but the playground is still large enough, if several classes are held together, it will automatically divide the area into activities, and sometimes when it is lively, a playground can be full of four or five classes that are taking physical education classes at the same time.

Su Xiang changed his clothes and came out of the toilet, the whistle of the playground downstairs had already sounded, the physical education teacher was a little bald, and his temper was as hot as in July and August.

Hurriedly washing her hands, she rushed downstairs while tying her hair.

The soles of his shoes trampled the stairs "clattering", harmonizing with the whistle of a fire outside, and Su Xiang felt for a moment that he was probably going to put out the fire.

When he rushed to the corner of the second floor, a person suddenly appeared downstairs, both of them dodged in time, and they could wipe the corners of their clothes, Su Xiang apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." As he spoke, he jumped a few more steps.

The air currents set off by the movement mixed with the fragrance of the flowers and chrysanthemums downstairs penetrated into her nose, and the familiar side face of the person who had just passed by flashed in her mind.

"Zhou Sichen, stop!"

Without hesitation, she stopped and turned back, shouting at the white figure that had just turned the corner. As expected, the tall figure froze, and then a familiar face appeared on the bald handrail—

Lowering her eyes, her eyebrows and eyes were handsome, and her shiny black eyes fell on her and swept back and forth.

Then he moved away coldly, and then asked without enthusiasm: "Is there something?"

Separated by a few steps away, one on the top and one on the bottom, the summer heat wave was tumbling around, every inch was wrapped in heat, Su Xiang didn't feel that he was a sentimental person, but when Zhou Sichen stood in front of her as a student, a sudden sour sour sour surged between her nasal cavities, and she passed through the distance of more than ten years and stood in front of the missing time.

Zhou Sichen frowned and walked in front of her, with the fragrance of good-smelling laundry detergent, and he asked, "What's it called?"

Sue thought. ”

"Which class?"

Su Xiang kept his eyes up and looked at him motionless, his eyes did not roll, and replied seriously: "Class 6 of the second year of high school." ”

Zhou Sichen nodded and began to take things out of his trouser pocket, "Then do you know who I am?"

This question is so easy to answer, Su Xiang stared at him affectionately: "Zhou Sichen, my future boyfriend and future husband." ”

The action of digging something stopped, Zhou Sichen raised his eyes in disbelief and looked again, as if confirming something, before retracting his gaze, and then he took out a piece of paper and a pen and began to brush and write.

Su wanted to be curious about what he was doing, so he leaned over to look, only to read half of the title, and the piece of paper was slapped in his hand.

Zhou Sichen covered the cap of his pen and looked calm and serious.

"Since I don't know each other, let's get to know me again, I'm from the school style committee. As he spoke, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "So far, you have skipped class for three minutes, remember to hand over this processing notice to your homeroom teacher." ”

Su thought: "?"

Su Xiang stared at the thin verdict in front of him with an indigestion face, and was "No, Zhou Sichen, are you sure?"

I just heard the big pig's trotter in front of me, who was still in the state of a little child, laugh, "There is nothing more certain than this." ”

So, the first time he met Zhou Sichen in this parallel space, Su Xiang was thrown away with a disciplinary handling book, seven days a week, squatting in the office after class every day to write a review book.

Naturally, for seven whole days, Su Xiang didn't have time to jump around anymore. It's just that seven days have passed, and she didn't expect that the second meeting with Zhou Sichen could come so quickly.

In the early years, there was actually a popular fashion in the student group for a while, such as recognizing the eldest brother and recognizing the younger brother, but unfortunately, during that time, Su Xiangjiangcheng absorbed too much air, completely abandoned the character of the eldest lady, and harmoniously integrated into the big family of the second middle school youth.

Su wants to be outside of school, but he actually has a little brother.

It's just that the little brother is quite weak, and he is beaten up from time to time, and one day Su Xiang ate too much dinner and went out for a walk over the wall, and picked up him lying on the ground and being hammered in the dark alley.

Su Xiang doesn't know how to fight, but he has a lot of money, in fact, many times, money can still speak for itself, Su Xiang, who took out five hundred oceans from his pocket that night, was on fire in the gangster circle for a while.

When Zhao Nianjing found her, Su Xiang was scratching his ears and cheeks to write a handwritten love letter, but he was interrupted by a girl before he could think clearly.