High school is a necessity! To be precise, high school should be the most expensive and cheap commodity. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info high 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, if anything, would be the biggest failure of high school life, it would be transfer students.

Suddenly say goodbye to the familiar environment, and suddenly step into the unfamiliar field. It not only brings loss to the people of the past, but also brings estrangement and gossip into the "present" that at least seems to be calm. Let's put it more seriously. It's like a traverser in a Qing court drama who finds that only he hasn't crossed over. The trivial life that could have been lived has become a helpless shattered place.

"So, can anyone tell me what's going on with a transfer student coming now, who is already in my third year of high school. ”

A slightly pale boy sits cross-legged on a cramped square stool in the penultimate row of the classroom, his fingers fluttering rapidly on the screen of his mobile phone. It is like a fully automatic printer, working tirelessly under the action of electric current. Gold AKGhi-Fi headphones hang around the neck and play a gentle electronic sound.

"Ah, on the first day of the first semester of the third year of high school, are you still going to live like this, Xiang Wenxuan?"

Obviously, it is the most leading person in the class who speaks, the most leading person in the grade. It is crowned with the deity of the head of the grade of "senior title" that has become popular since I don't know when. He is also the homeroom teacher of the class, as the homeroom teacher of the most special art class 0.8 in this school - Mr. Ed Lin.

Teacher Ed, who was the only staff member on duty in the part-time infirmary, was still wearing his yellowed white coat. A long hair with a golden shawl that was still flowing was perfectly tied behind his head, a daring foot of a living elf, a handsome and eye-catching half-race face, and a helpless expression. touched his bearded chin and sighed at Xiang Wenxuan.

Beside him, a small girl wearing glasses, wearing a bright yellow sweatshirt, pulled his sleeve with a hand tucked into his sleeve and hid behind him with a panicked face.

If it weren't for the fact that in the real world, basically, this girl with a thin figure, delicate eyebrows, and quite delicate Joan has such standard plastic-framed glasses on her nose and such soft long hair. Whether it is with the character attributes of "glasses girl" or "literary girl", there have long been many natural otaku, and they are very popular. Maybe you could come up with the mantra "unpleasant desu!" or something.

However, after the spiraling wheels of history are crushed, they always tell us cruelly and harshly. This is called reality, and with a classmate with glasses with such amazing attributes as this "literary girl", he can't even do the most basic communication. Human beings always fall into unreserved disappointment after the expectation, and put the naked disappointment above the expectation.

"Forget it, Yue Xiaoxue, let's introduce myself. The blonde man shook his head helplessly, pushed the girl behind him to the center of the podium, and then stepped off the podium and stood quietly at the door waiting.

The girl in the center of the podium looked at the students below with some confusion, holding her right hand weakly in front of her mouth, and her left hand grabbed her right wrist, falling into an endless mental storm.

"Uh..... What to do, self-introduction, how to introduce yourself, who wants to introduce yourself? Ah, it's me. To be honest, my name is Yue Xiaoxue, and I ...... this year Ah, that's old-fashioned. Besides, this class is full of weirdos, and the head teacher who sits in the corner and has to play with his mobile phone like this doesn't care, and he sneers at me as soon as he comes up. Should I refute this boy first? However, what this boy said seems to have a point. Besides, everyone has their own opinions, and I have not deprived him of the right to speak. And ......"

"Ah, trouble is dead. Xiang Wenxuan anxiously accelerated the speed of clearing the elimination game in his hand, and said to the girl on the podium and the mental storm with this super troublesome expression.

"Hey. You just do what you thought at the beginning, just start with your name Yue Xiaoxue and introduce it, it's troublesome. ”

"Well, yes? Sure enough, a normal self-introduction really starts with the name. However, if the introduction is too old-fashioned, it will be hated by the girls.,It's because it's hard to communicate so I'm forced to transfer to another school.。 No, no, I haven't introduced myself yet, how does he know my name? Did I say it? Mind Reader, Youkai, Cultivator?"

"Huh? Did you mention the name blonde! As for how I knew you would be so like..... Really, do you want to start explaining it here?"

Game man, no. The elimination game man Xiang Wenxuan's face sank, and he leaned his forehead on the table weakly, and shouted while pointing at the blonde man standing at the door while playing the game.

"Blonde .... That's what.,Ed-sensei.,Literary girl or something.,I can't communicate at all.,Let's start class.。 ”

Standing at the door, Ed showed his nidal smile to his classmates, a mixed-race face, a gentle and sunny smile, a rather charming curvature of the corners of his mouth, and a perfect side face displayed at 38°. Ignoring age and race, men and women killed each other, he said to Xiang Wenxuan with an almost sun-like glow.

"Well, so. The responsibility of taking care of Yue Xiaoxue will be handed over to you. Chérie Wenxuan. ”

Under Ed's dazzling smile, Xiang Wenxuan, who had almost begun to waver, still maintained the same speed, and coldly squeezed out two words from his throat in the continuous "clear" prompts.

"No, I don't. ”

"If I say that, I'm going to be threatened again. Xiang Wenxuan pulled the corners of his mouth quite contemptuously, glanced at Edward with a smile on his face, and lowered his head to continue playing the elimination game in his hand.

"Really, how is it a threat, it's a life coach. It is worthy of Wenxuan, I immediately understood my intentions, and it is great to be able to communicate happily. Ed, who breathed a sigh of relief, took a full deep breath with a face of "I made the right decision", as if he wanted to embrace the world.

"Life guidance, if I have a sister or something, I'd be happy to talk to me about my life at night. ”

"Poultry . . . Fowl.. Fowl.. Poultry, fowl, poultry...**?"

Yue Xiaoxue, who was standing on the podium, had a red face, and spit out two words seriously and with great difficulty.

"Smack" In the front row of the classroom, a girl slapped her hand on the desk.

"You can't pretend you didn't hear it. ”

Denim shorts, knee-length boots, checkered scarf. With a short and delicate cardigan liner, and short reddish-brown hair. Even standing around it, she could deeply feel an absolutely young and surging vitality girl, who was black and delicate at the moment, pointed at Yue Xiaoxue and said to Wen Xuan with a dissatisfied expression.

"This man, from the beginning, did not have the conditions to become a **, he looked like an old man all day long, this is not good, that is not good, wearing ** in front of him and shaking without reacting, with a dead face in the burnout period. It's just *** inferior, and he steals the cake I've treasured for so long.Where does this man have the ability to take care of others. ”

"Hey, obviously the latter sentence is the point, isn't it a bit too much to deliberately slander the useless in front. ”

"You also respect me for controlling me every day and not doing **, okay?"

"Besides, I'm just helping you control your calories, no thanks. ”

"Hey, two! It's time for class, Yue Xiaoxue sat in the vacant seat on the left side of Wenxuan, and asked him if he didn't understand anything. ”

The blonde man winked at Wen Gelan with some kind of intriguing smile. The latter blushed and lay on the table.

And Xiang Wenxuan looked at the literary girl who was holding her chest and sitting beside her with a cautious face. Shrugged helplessly and said.

"Then, if you want to ask about the situation in the class, please press 1, if you want to know the progress of the study, please press 2, and if you want to complain about the service, please press 3. ”

"Uh.... Belch.......... Is this the online customer service of a certain telecommunications operator? Do you want to add a phone call you made to record or something? Can you give a bad review with such a poor service attitude?,Well,If this person is so weird and gives a bad review,It must be intimidation and threats.,Don't let me go to high school or something.。 And, are they brother and sister? But it's not like it at all, **?Wait, is this guy in the middle of the story so early...."

As if thinking of something, the literary girl looked at Xiang Wenxuan with a frightened face and unconsciously moved two steps to the left aisle.

"Hey, what's the matter with your little white face, why is it premised on me eating soft rice in the first place. Besides, why can't it be a child bride?"

Xiang Wenxuan's answer seemed to match the literary girl's anxious and gossipy heart at the moment, with sympathetic gentleness, looking at Wen Gelan who was protesting to Wenxuan in the front row.

"Who is the child daughter-in-law, tell me clearly to Wenxuan. ”

"Okay, childhood sweethearts can always do it. ”

"Green,Childhood sweetheart?Is that the childhood sweetheart someone said? ”

"Hey, what do you think of your childhood sweetheart, fiancée? This world is full of tragedies where childhood sweethearts end up unhappily. ”

Xiang Wenxuan smiled bitterly at Wen Gelan, who was covering his flushed face and making an ostrich on the desk again, shook his head and then said to this literary girl.

"Since you don't choose it, I'll give you a general introduction to the situation of this class, and the province has become an after-the-fact state. Here's it. It is a special anomaly education 0.8 class, and there are only nine homework courses every day. Unlike those ordinary students, although we also divide arts and sciences, from the first year of high school to the present, the students in the class choose differently, so you only need to take enough 6 classes in arts or science. The rest is casual, there is no self-study, and the most important thing is that no teacher will come over and say that it takes up a little time or something...."

Xiang Wenxuan bluntly used an extremely coping tone, and at the same time as the literary girl's mental storm, he told the so-called "status quo".

“.............”

There was a commotion outside the door, a boy in a standard school uniform, with short black and white hair that almost covered most of his face. While yawning, he had an expression that he had just stepped on "Xiang". Seeing the literary girl beside Xiang Wenxuan, her eyes that couldn't see any fluctuations seemed to shake slightly, revealing a thoughtful smile.

"So, it's late again?" asked the blonde man with a wry smile.

"Hmm, I'm sorry. ”

The insincere answer made the blonde man shake his head.

"Aren't there any normal students in this class? ”

"Miss Gelan, it's time. ”

An emotionless, mechanical, loud voice came from outside the door. A young man in standard professional attire said helplessly to Wen Gelan, pointing to the watch on his wrist.

"It's already a lot of time for you to come to the opening ceremony, and then we're going to have to train you in music and theory, and I'm going to introduce you to the teacher who choreographed for you, so it's time for us to go. ”

"yes, yes, it's time to go. ”

Wen Gelan, who showed a stiff smile, looked back at Xiang Wenxuan, who continued to play the game with a look of irrelevance, his right hand clutched the scarf tightly, and his slightly pale knuckles were uncalmly exposed.

"Well, let's go. ”

"Even if you say goodbye. Wen Gelan said unwillingly in his heart.

Wen Gelan, who had regained his perfect smile, stopped at the door an instant before going out, and said silently to Xiang Wenxuan, who was still unresponsive, with gentle trust and desire.

"See you in the evening, Wen'er"

The man on the side seemed to frown quite unhappily, and after seeing Wen Gelan walk out of the door, he yelled at Xiang Wenxuan angrily with an impatient expression. Like a tiger of the same sex who shows off his minions, but in the eyes of everyone in the class, it is equivalent to an almost hellokitty existence.

"Xiang Wenxuan, I should have said it a long time ago, don't add a useless burden to Miss Gelan, I admit that you are childhood sweethearts, and you have some useless feelings accumulated over time. But you know better than me that Miss Ge Lan has the qualifications, opportunities, connections, family conditions, all of them. She's a natural idol and shouldn't be tied down by someone like you who plays this boring game all day. Do you have to make it so clear that you understand? You still want me to say it to you a few times. ”

“so？”

Xiang Wenxuan put away the mobile phone in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him casually, the lower eyelids that were filled with inexplicable anxiety and anger twitched rhythmically, like a certain standard "slut" dancing eyelids, no, the standard teacher is right. It's just that it seems that the "zombie" funny talent in his heart is only distorted to make people shudder to look at, and it comes from despised self-esteem and the like?

"Don't let me repeat it, you, Xiang Wenxuan, you scum is not worthy of Gelan. Hmph, if you roar at me like a man in anger, maybe I still look up to you, even if you can use the trust that time has piled up, so that Miss Gelan will be obedient to you. Sooner or later, a man like you will be given up by Gelan, can't he stop it on his own?"

"Do you want me to kill myself by cutting my stomach in minutes? I've said a long time ago that as long as Ge Lan says he doesn't need me, I'll naturally leave on my own. ”

"Hmph, it's better to be like this, or don't blame me for not being kind to you. ”

It seemed that it was really because of the lack of time, like a defeated schoolboy, the man left a cruel word and turned away.

"What a disgusting man. That's basically what you think, right?"

Xiang Wenxuan looked at Yue Xiaoxue, who was slightly surprised beside him, and said calmly.

"Why, I know so much about what you're thinking like I was before? ”

Yue Xiaoxue stood up in surprise and looked at Xiang Wenxuan in horror, her calm face and clear eyes, as if the pupils of the soul that had seen through everything, were inexplicably cold.

"It's terrifying. Really, it's scary........."

"Hey, that's enough, Xiang Wenxuan. It's your business to be willing to endure that kind of bird spirit, and it's not too immature to sprinkle your anger on newcomers. Disturb my sleep. ”

It was as if an announcement came from another world, as plain and weird as using the reading function of a reading software, and said behind Xiang Wenxuan's back.

"That's really the case, I'm sorry. ”

After being stunned for a moment, Xiang Wenxuan looked at Yue Xiaoxue with an apologetic expression and said.

"Well, what the hell is going on. ”

Yue Xiaoxue, who sat back in her seat, asked in a low voice.

"Yes, what's going on with the low?"

As if talking to himself, and as if asking himself, the eyes that lost focus just looked at the blackboard directly, as if they wanted to see through the darkness and see the light, and the unconscious hands played with the screen of the mobile phone, and the sound of "clear" was heard.

"Wen Gelan, the literary and artistic committee member of the special art class, is a signed artist. Hawkers, most of the students in this class are problem children who can't keep up with the normal teaching pace because they are too prominent in a certain industry. Because of the school's concept of teaching students according to their aptitude, this class was born. ”

It seemed that because of Xiang Wenxuan's silence, a girl with a surprising temperament, short black hair, healthy wheat-colored skin, a well-proportioned and slender body, and a rather heroic face stood beside Yue Xiaoxue with a smile. He glanced at Wen Xuan in a complicated manner, and explained while making a gesture of shaking hands like Yue Xiaoxue stretching out his right hand.

"When we met for the first time, we were the class presidents of this class, Xi Yaqi. ”

Looking at Xi Yaqi who stretched out her right hand, Yue Xiaoxue sighed, subconsciously tugged at the corner of Xiang Wenxuan's clothes, bowed her head and said nothing.

"It's like we've become bad guys. ”

The embarrassment of the handshake rejection didn't seem to affect Xi Yaqi's mood, and with a hearty smile, she pointed to Wenxuan and continued to explain to Yue Xiaoxue.

"Although we don't particularly understand the principle, this bastard's IQ is as high as 181, the kind of species commonly known as genius. He can see a person's true thoughts through most people's eyes, body language, and some characteristics that we can't tell. However, in our opinion, he is just an asshole with extreme ideas.

"It's just, probably a little envious, as a girl. ”

"Xiaki, you're talking too much nonsense. ”

As the saying goes, what you get will give what you give. If you are naïve enough to think that you will reap the rewards of hard work, you are very wrong. Is this a touching second-rate inspirational drama, it's just too realistic self-comforting. There is only a price to be gained. Depending on the amount of gain, the severity of the price is decided.

So, what is the price to pay to become a star? If it is just the dignity of Xiang Wenxuan, it can be exchanged for it, no matter how much. In exchange for the full support of an agent. In exchange for the future of a cherished girl.

On the first day of the third year of high school, Xiang Wenxuan once again gave up his dignity.