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High school is a necessity! To be precise, high school should be the most expensive and cheap commodity. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 InfoHigh School is the most important station in life.

Well, of course. For the vast majority of attempts to squeeze across the single-plank bridge and walk to get a happy life. No, it's for students who can only live after squeezing across a single-plank bridge. High school life is the most important component of their lives. It's like an OP for a TV series or movie, similar to the beginning of life or something.

For married parents who are married, it is the first stop on the road to a happy old age. It is the embodiment of one's own expectations and values.

If anything, it's the transfer student.

β€œluckey!”

The sound was as melodious as the crisp birdsong came from a girl with long black shawl hair. One sat in the first row of the classroom, with a rather handsome face but a gentle smile. Like a beautiful girl who came out of an oil painting, the pale cyan sundress and white shawl can't cover the wheat-colored skin with health factors.

The delicate and well-proportioned body shape, if you have to use words to describe it, its body shape can be described as a little more fat and a little less thin. With a height of 165, it almost perfectly sets off the unique beauty of an oriental woman.

The girl's name is Xi Yaqi, and she holds the position of class president in this class that is still not divided into classes in the second year of high school.

However, if you just sit in the classroom, there must be no such wonderful girl who spits out excited words regardless of her image.

"The so-called friends come from afar, and they are happy. Luckily, we have a new partner in our class today. ”

A young man in a crisp white lab coat said with a serious face on the classroom podium, the corners of his mouth curled up in a subtle arc. A short and chic blond hair, with distinctly mixed-race cheeks, the corners are skillfully blended with the curves characteristic of the Oriental. There was a serious expression on his tense face, but the corners of his eyes that kept beating revealed a hint of inexplicable weirdness, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses of unknown material on the bridge of his nose.

The man's name is simple, Ed, a name that should already be familiar.

The Chinese teacher in the class, the class teacher, and the only licensed physician in the part-time school infirmary.

This picture is the beginning of the meeting between the two. No, it should be said that it was the beginning of everything in the second year of high school.

After the dull run-in of the first year of high school, a group of freaks were finally smoothly pushed down to the present of peaceful coexistence. Although I can already sit in class and experience the real high school life, I am really so lucky.

Most importantly, in this mild September when the sun is softly shining on the body, the sky in the sky represents the gray haze as always. Although according to the standards of air quality testing, such weather is already a blue sky that can fully exercise outdoors.

The general enrollment outside the classroom is as hot as ever. Gossip between female students, game competition between boys.

Occasionally, I hear sweet words that are cautious but full of love.

and current political speeches that are full of a sense of disobedience but with an unceremonious tone.

The most usual, after all, is the voice of the teacher and the sentence endorsed by the student.

It's just as clichΓ© as ever, and unattainable ordinary.

On such a rose-colored morning, I met the boy who might feel so strange no matter how I thought about it.

"Ahem, come in. ”

Like a great Confucian, he walked off the podium step by step with a straight square step. Teacher Ed, who was standing upright, poked in front of the door under the podium like a javelin.

The boy who walked up to the podium had short hair that looked a little sloppy and fair skin. No, or should it be described in a more accurate word. It was a pale skinned boy with a rather handsome face and a gentle smile.

The rather bohemian shirt is lazily put on the body, and the shirt that has even the neckline buttoned up makes people feel like they are wearing a Hawaiian-style polo shirt.

The straight uniform pants were as hard as the straight waist of the standing one.

"Hello everyone, our name is Qin Yuqi, we are very happy to transfer to this class, please take care of us in the future. ”

If, if there was something that made everyone in the class understand the bewilderment on the face of the normally serious teacher Ed.

Then, it must be this boy with the exact same face as Xiaki.

Tucking her loose hair behind her ears, Syaki's penetrating eyes looked at the podium. The boy who seems to be shining with a layer of fog up and down his body reveals a mysterious aura that can't be concealed, and the corners of his mouth are curled up with a somewhat playful arc.

"If I had to use any word to describe it, it would be ....."

"It must be fate. ”

Qin Yuqi looked at the girl under the podium, showed a shy smile, and slowly muttered in his heart.

.......

Moment.

There were twenty thoughts in an instant, and the air in the class was as sticky as honey and stagnant in the twenty thoughts.

The particles of thought cut off all limitations.

Time, space, life.

Except for the incessant slicing sound of the fluid flowing in the veins resounding through the isolated class, the transformation can no longer rely on the senses on which human beings themselves depend to find any valid information from the small space.

A moment later, the same shouts erupted from different corners of the class after the stagnant restrictions were lifted.

Surprised, amazed, unbelievable. If these emotions are collected and summarized, the final conclusion is nothing more than this.

"Hmm...... Are you long-lost brothers and sisters?"

In terms of the sound quality of the sound of the broken dilemma, the male voice that echoed in the classroom was so warm and eager, and the voice full of gentle breath like a winter sun resounded throughout the class.

"Nope. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Qin Yuqi scratched his scattered bangs, shrugged his shoulders, and naturally focused his eyes on the boy who broke the dilemma.

It was a girl lying on the back of the class wearing a spotless white shirt, wearing straight white pants with no flaws on her slender legs, a pair of pure milky white cloth shoes firmly fixed on the ground, a boy with a bright smile at Qin Yuqi, and a golden AKGhi-Fi headphones hanging around his neck, and a faint familiar sound of dΓ©jΓ  vu came from the earphones.

"Yes, I'm sorry. It's too similar, no, it's exactly the same. Xiang Wenxuan, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Really, Wen'er, how can you ask like this when you meet? ”

The girl wearing a milky white ** dress showed a somewhat shy smile on her face, and looked at Xiang Wenxuan and complained coquettishly.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, my name is Wen Gelan, it's nice to meet you. ”

"I'm so envious, the little couple is really sweet. ”

A boy in a school uniform with an unknown miscellaneous book in his hand leaned against the edge of the window, and said in a tone of envy and in a tone of fake jealousy.

"Pain, pain!! spare life, spare life. ”

A girl with a soft smile holding her face in her right hand was pinching the soft flesh on the boy's waist and spinning while introducing herself to Qin Yuqi on the stage.

"Ahh Ah, my name is Gu Xinyu. This is my manservant..... Well. No, boyfriend, don't have a name, just call him someone. ”

"Ah, Xinyu, I seem to have heard the word manservant just now, what was that subtle pause. Also, what's the matter if you don't want a name, and how to name a child in the future. ”

"Ah, it's good to have my last name. ”

Gu Xinyu opened her squinted eyes, smiled at the boy who was pretending to be in pain, and smiled.

"That's not going to work. ”

Xiang Wenxuan looked at someone who quoted scriptures at length, from bioengineering arguments to hundreds of family names, and finally profoundly and seriously showed the importance of fatherhood in naming, and shook his head with a smile.

"Really, the manservant's question is just a blur. ”

"Mo ...... It's just that someone agrees with the essence of his manservant, don't say such a bad thing about such a romantic matter? ”

"Hey... Can you tell me where the romance is?"

"What a romantic thing it is for the princess to fall in love with the mantaire. ”

Wen Gelan, who was wearing a milky white ** dress, made a heart-warming movement, closed her eyes and said with a yearning expression.

"It's and m. ”

At the end of the class, a boy who slept in a daze, with short black hair that was clearly dyed, and a faint red pupil covered by long oblique bangs. Said with a tone of certainty.

"Brother Xun, do you know how immoral it is to shatter a girl's illusions? ”

"Sorry, just to tell you the truth. Uncle Feng Xun. ”

As if he had noticed that his words were a little unpleasant, Shu Fengxun, who shrugged his shoulders, pointed at himself and said to Qin Yuqi on the podium.

"Okay, that's it, let's introduce myself, I'll talk about it after class, it's time for class. ”

Teacher Ed, who was standing in front of the door, clapped his hands and looked at the people who were about to introduce themselves.

"Qin Yuqi, you're just sitting, huh...... Next to Hyaki. ”

Heartbeat, if you really have to use one word to describe it, is really only heartbeat.

It's not the kind of heartbeat that meets someone you like, it's not the feeling of a tight chest and a fast heartbeat.

It's just that!

But?

A sound.

A resonant sound that sits side by side, and the heartbeat and breath begin to synchronize.

"It's an amazing feeling. ”

Qin Yuqi, who was sitting under the lecture, scratched his head and said for no reason.

"yes, yes. ”

Syaki replied calmly, an indescribable feeling flooding through. It's clear that you've just met, but you can play and know the thoughts of the people around you. The movements, the thoughts, are completely consistent, as if.

"The other one is the same, Xiaki. We don't know how to describe this feeling, it's like ....."

"Mirrors. ”

"Well, Xiyaqi, you are much better than our liberal arts, that's how it feels. ”

"Can you ask a question?"

After pulling her sideburns together, she looked up at the blackboard, and then she kept looking up, her cheeks slightly sideways, and her beautiful pupils squinted at Qin Yuqi, who could no longer see any expression except for a gentle smile.

"We don't know when we started using this mantra, but we got used to it after a long time. ”

Scratching his head, Qin Yuqi just smiled and replied to Xi Yaqi with a strange expression on her face.

There are no questions, only answers.

As long as the earth is still rotating, as long as the earth is still revolving, it is a matter of course that the seasons will change normally.

No questions are needed, but there will be answers.

What can be proved must be the truth, but the truth may not be provable.

"So, Qin Yuqi, you can answer this question. ”

"Amount"

Qin Yuqi smiled bitterly twice, and looked hard at Teacher Al's board book on the blackboard.

Even if he took it for granted, after seeing the board book on the blackboard, Qin Yuqi's heart instantly seemed to be full of anger like a volcanic eruption.

Exquisite, standard, completely traditional official script.

If the criterion for judging Teacher Ed just now was only that he was full of temperament, then now, Teacher Ed who asked questions is as majestic as the contemporary Confucian.

"What does it mean to be ugly duckling? ”

"Is gold always shining?"

"Well, a good answer, the first time to get this kind of answer, it is enough to prove that your heart is still clean. ”

Teacher Ed nodded in agreement, touched his chin that didn't have a hair, no, it should say that he didn't have a beard.

"What, ugly duckling, racism!"

Shu Fengxun, who raised his head from the daze again, looked at the question on the blackboard, blinked, and pouted with a boring expression.

"Ah, Shufeng Xun, don't you have a little bit of identification with this world?"

"No, I'm very much in tune with the world, am I wrong? ”

"The essence of an ugly duck is a white swan, a duck is a duck after all, and no matter how ugly a swan is, it is still a swan. ”

"Is gold always shining? I don't deny the fact that it's not essentially racist, sand and gold can never have the same value. ”

"Even stupid human beings, in the rules of the game of value appointed by the cradle of civilization, would not use sand for gold. ”

"It's you who don't identify with this world, right, a duck can't become a swan across races anyway, even if it's genetically modified. ”

With a contemptuous sneer, Uncle Fengxun, who hugged his shoulders and looked at Teacher Ed, who was covering his face and collapsed on the podium, said unceremoniously.

"Correct. !”

"But, Brother Xun, you're only half right. ”

Someone, who was still flipping through the miscellaneous books he didn't know, looked at the book with a serious face, and said without raising his head.

"Oh, listen up. ”

"Well, the children are teachable. The day after the ugly duck turned into a white swan, the mother duck divorced the father of the duck, didn't it. ”

"There's a strange realist joke of Twilight, but I can't refute it. It's cold. ”

A handsome and cute boy in men's clothes sitting next to someone said with a cute smile and poked someone's face with his finger.

"Rosan, can you please put away your movements, this makes me very embarrassed. ”

"We're all boys, boys, really boys, it's just a sign of friendship between boys. ”

"Ah, if I didn't know for sure that you're a boy, how could you still be in this world. ”

After hearing Gu Xinyu's words, Luo Sang's little face suddenly changed color, and he looked at Gu Xinyu who was sitting in front of someone with an extremely frightened expression.

Horror, really horror. Gu Xinyu, who said with a gentle face that was close to a murder prediction, was super terrifying.

Is this to do something, a nirvana declaration?

Are you willing to do it with such a cute boy, is your little jealousy to the point where even boys have to be excluded from me?

Ah, how can I be happy, I won't be happy because I am shrouded in Gu Xinyu's strong possessiveness.

"Haha, is it jealousy? ”

"Ahh I'm just a little upset that my stuff has been touched by someone else. Jealousy, ah, yes. After all, if you like to be played by others, you will be a little jealous. ”

Gu Xinyu, who was holding her face with a gentle smile, turned her head to look at someone with her hands raised and a frightened face, her right hand with pink nails, and her Adam's apple gently stroked someone.

At that moment, someone had no doubt that if he continued to say something that would make Queen Xinyu shy, the next moment, his Adam's apple would be ruthlessly broken.

Thus, one's short life will be completely ended in a short period of time.

On the side, like a frightened hamster, trembling and tugging at the corner of someone's clothes, Rosan, who only had the strength to tremble, muttered "I didn't see it", and turned his head away.

It's so cute, it's really cute, and if it's a girl, what an ideal marriage partner.

"Well, isn't that a bit too much. ”

"Ahh I threw it away when I came to the ritual?"

"Well, is there such a thing? Why don't I know. ”

There didn't seem to be any relevant memory carriers extracted from the memory, and someone asked with a look of surprise.

Gu Xinyu quickly withdrew his right hand with a look of disgust, with an expression of extreme fear and disbelief.

"I knew you had a penchant for collecting my clothes, but I didn't expect you to want to collect that kind of thing. ”

"It's strange that I want to collect, but because I live together, I wash clothes and cook everything, so I'm surprised, okay. If it weren't for your habit of throwing clothes all over the floor, how could I have to pack up my clothes every day. ”

"Ah, it's a shame that I put it in a place where you can see it every time, and I didn't know it for so long, hurt, hurt. ”

Holding his face and sighing in an exaggerated tone.

.......

"It's really, really an amazing class. ”

Scratching his head, Qin Yuqi, who had watched the light comedy staged in class in amazement, showed a thoughtful smile.

"Well, so, there won't be any barriers, this class is ....."

"Well, so do we. ”

"Ah, so do we. ”

......

"So that's it for today's lesson. ”

"Stand up. ”

"Goodbye, teacher. ”

"Well, goodbye, classmates. ”

Teacher Ed, who smiled with satisfaction, nodded, walked towards the gate in four directions, and when the gate was opened, a girl wearing a red sports school uniform that was more ordinary than the ordinary school uniform on Shu Fengxun's body as always, glanced at everyone in the class angrily.

When he saw Qin Yuqi sitting in his place with the old god there, he showed an angry expression, pointed at Qin Yuqi and roared angrily.

"Hey, why are you in this class. ”

The girl's mood seemed to be very unstable, shaking her thin lips, and her eyes flashed with tears that were close to tears.

"Why, why are you in this class. You are the first in this transfer exam, why did you appear in this class with a score of 748? Tell me about Qin Yuqi. ”