Zhu Qingjia waved his sleeves and walked away without taking away a cloud, throwing down the river water source and scratching his head there.

When the matter came to an end, he was bold, since the old class threw this tricky matter over, he could only deal with it head-on. As soon as Jiang Shuiyuan stood up, Zeng Zhijun paced over very familiarly, looked Jiang Shuiyuan up and down a few times, and asked proudly: "You are the Jiang Shuiyuan who is known as the middle school grass of Huai'an Mansion and has the first grade in the grade?"

"If you talk about Jiang Shuiyuan, it should be me, because I seem to be the only one in the whole grade who is called Jiang Shuiyuan. But there are two points that need to be clarified," Jiang Shuiyuan replied quietly, "First of all, I don't know where the title 'Huai'an Mansion Lieutenant Colonel Cao' comes from, it may be related to me, but it is a bit rude to call others by such an unpopular nickname. Secondly, in the past year, although I was fortunate to win about 60% of the total score of the grade, it does not mean that I am the first in every exam, nor does it mean that I am the first in the grade. And this is the past, and as for the present, who can say for sure? Doesn't Your Excellency also claim to be the first in the grade?"

"......" Zeng Zhijun was stunned by Jiang Shuiyuan's explanation, and said for a long time, "I don't care what you say, the facts are the facts." I admit that you look a little better than me, but if you want to become a school grass, you can't just sweep a qiē just by having a beautiful face, you have to look at your grades, ability, and popularity! I'm going to see who the real Huai'an Mansion Lieutenant Colonel grass is!"

Jiang Shuiyuan frowned: "This classmate Zeng, this is the second year of high school, not the second year of junior high school, can you please not use the language of the second year to ruin our good mood when we started school?" Also, you are in my way!"

"You!" Zeng Zhijun was a little annoyed and angry, but he still controlled his feelings. "By the way, when you wait for the seats, remember to line me and Pu Xiaoxiang at the same table. I will remember this sentiment, and I will save you some face for what I will do in the future, so that you will not lose face. ”

Jiang Shuiyuan glanced at him obliquely, with no joy or sadness on his face. In my heart, I was thinking about the possibility of lining them up at the same table. If you don't take into account Zeng Zhijunyi's words of making someone and Pu cute, it would be a good idea to let them sit together! One is seriously ill with prince's disease, and the other is a princess with advanced cancer, and sitting together is a perfect match. - Of course, the better idea is to let Wu Zichen, the grinding spirit, be at the same table as him, a narcissist, and ensure that there will be a good show of Mars hitting the earth every day, I am afraid that he, the squad leader, will not be able to hold such a fierce scene.

Zeng Zhijun saw that Jiang Shuiyuan didn't speak, and thought that he was disdainful of his mentions: "If you don't want to, you can barely make do." Why don't you just let it go to me!" Then he sat on the seat of Jiang Shuiyuan, and greeted Cai Xiaojia with a smile: "Hi beauty, get to know me." As you can see, my name is Zeng Zhijun, may I ask what your name is?"

Cai Xiaojia was like a frightened deer, subconsciously keeping a safe distance of more than one meter from him, raising her head and looking at the water source pitifully, as if to say: Hero. Jiang Shuiyuan has nothing to do with this lazy guy, and it seems that he can only get rid of this kraft candy completely by re-ranking him. At present, the only way to plead with Cai Xiaojia is to pretend not to see it.

As soon as Jiang Shuiyuan's front foot left, Wu Zichen turned his head to stare at Zeng Zhijun on his back foot: "You said that your personality is unwilling to be subordinate?"

"Hmph!" Zeng Zhijun made a contemptuous voice from his nostrils, which was regarded as answering Wu Zichen's question.

Wu Zichen didn't think it was wrong, and counted with his fingers: "If you are not willing to be subordinate, then not only do you have to seize the title of the first grade and the school grass, but you also have to be the class leader, and the class leader is not enough." You have to be the president of the school's student council. Little Mozi, in school, the student council president should be old enough, right?"

"How is that possible!" Wei Chumo immediately took over the conversation, "No matter how much the president of the student council is, he still can't listen to the teacher and the head teacher? The teacher and the head teacher have to listen to the principal." I think the principal is the biggest!"

Wu Zichen realized: "If you say so, the principal of the school is appointed by the government administration, and he has to listen to the director of the administration, and above the director of the administration is the chairman of the provincial government, and above the chairman of the provincial government, there are also the prime minister and the president. Only by being a great president can he be regarded as worthy of the name. Thinking about it this way, how can I suddenly feel that Classmate Zeng has such a long way to go!"

"Hmph!" Zeng Zhijun once again let out a contemptuous nasal voice, but anyone could hear that he was no longer as righteous as before, "Don't worry, these are my goals." Don't worry, you'll see me step by step to the top!"

"Why is this so familiar? I think I've seen it somewhere!" Wu Zichen tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Oh, I remembered, it seems that Zhu Bajie met a little demon in Nanshan, thinking that he had met a monk, so he said: 'Don't pull it, don't pull it, wait for my family to eat in the future'!"

Cai Xiaojia couldn't help but laugh "poof", Zeng Zhijun was pale, and it was estimated that he hated Wu Zichen completely in his heart.

Not to mention that Wu Zichen changed his way to make fun of Zeng Zhijun, and said that after Jiang Shuiyuan walked over, he first shook hands with the new classmates. For others, it is very challenging to listen to more than a dozen people introduce themselves and then match their names and faces. But for the water source of the river, it is a breeze. Hearing Jiang Shuiyuan skillfully call out his name, most people will have a feeling of being valued in their hearts: Look, I just introduced myself, and the school grass and the first grade immediately remembered me!

Jiang Shuiyuan's first handshake was Zhang Jin: "Yo, handsome guy Zhang, it's really a place in life where we don't meet! I didn't expect that our brothers could also get together in a pot to stir the horse spoon, right? If there is a problem in the future, we don't have to get together to discuss it in thousands of mountains and rivers, and we can enter the debug mode anytime and anywhere." But there's the bad news!"

"What, what's the bad news?" asked Zhang Jin with a little nervousness.

Jiang Shuiyuan replied: "The bad news is that in the past, Great Demon King Ge had to run two classes to get us together, but now he only needs to run one class. It is conceivable that he will definitely be stationed at the door of our second class in the future, and he will catch us to do the questions when he is free!"

Zhang Jin laughed out loud.

Jiang Shuiyuan and each of the new classmates said a few words, or joked, or chatted about hobbies, and seemed to be happy. Soon finished talking to the boys, in view of the fact that the witch of Puda was here, Jiang Shuiyuan was thinking about whether to shake hands with the girls, and already had a palm stretched out in front of him: "President Jiang, do you remember Zhang Mingyue by the pool two months ago?"

"Remember, of course I remember! Sijun is like the bright moon, the bright moon is chasing the king, aren't you the powerful Zhang Nuxia that day?" Jiang Shuiyuan held Zhang Mingyue's hand, "I haven't seen you in just one summer vacation, classmate Zhang has lost a lot, is it really lovesick that makes people lose weight?"

Zhang Mingyue feigned anger and said: "Is there a person like you? Everyone else is looking forward to me losing weight, but it's good for you to let me 'take care of myself'." If I can't get married in the future, I will marry you?"

"Okay, as long as you don't dislike it!" Jiang Shuiyuan agreed.

Zhang Mingyue pouted: "Even if you are willing, I still don't want to! There is such a handsome guy in the wind in Yushu at home, I am afraid that I will not sleep well, for fear that one day I will be killed by Xiao San, you should go and harm others!"

Behind Zhang Mingyue is Pu Xiaoxiang. Pu Xiaoxiang lowered his eyebrows and chuckled, his face was innocent, but when he shook hands, he playfully scratched Jiang Shuiyuan's palm: "Handsome guy Jiang, what a coincidence, I didn't expect that we would be in the same class, and you are still the class leader." Now that the little girl has fallen into your hands, you need to take care of it!"

"No problem, I'll take good care of you at the meeting!" replied Jiang Shuiyuan through gritted teeth.

Pu Xiaoxiang turned a blind eye to Jiang Shuiyuan's indignation, intentionally or unintentionally leaned into Jiang Shuiyuan's ear, and said angrily: "The first thing that needs to be taken care of is to help the little girl arrange a good seat, such as sitting with you." The water source, it should be fine, right?"

Jiang Shuiyuan used great perseverance to barely control the boiling beast blood, and two words popped out from between his teeth: "Don't make trouble!" (to be continued......