A classmate was reciting an essay he wrote: The friendship between classmates for three years is rich and mellow, and sweet to the heart. From not knowing each other when they first entered school, to gradually coming together, until they talked about everything. Sweet, like honey in the mouth, little by little sweet to the heart. Everyone happily reads and writes together, talks about world events together, dances rubber bands and plays basketball together. Happiness is shared by everyone, and difficulties are shared together. I'm proud of myself in Class 3, and I hope I'll be proud of Class 3 later.

The head teacher nodded appreciatively and said: This article is prominent and well-organized. There are no sick sentences. It is a rare good article. He turned his head to look at the students in the last row and said: Recently, the atmosphere in our class is not very good, and the students in the back row are listless in class, and they are full of energy after class. I'll highlight it here:

School is a place to learn, not for you to mess around. It's better to go to the teahouse on a fool's errand. He pointed at Prince Long again: You used to be a member of the Discipline Committee, but now you are also a member of the Labor Committee. Your task is to write down the end of class on a black board whenever someone talks, moves, sleeps, or deserts. The student who memorized his name once handed me a 500-word review the next day.

Similarly, there is paper on the floor, which is not hygienic. It is also possible to write it down.

The head teacher's words reminded Prince Long of Journey to the West, and the Jade Emperor couldn't figure out Sun Wukong, so he recruited him. But he didn't think much of it, and soon he became the most powerful man in the class. Sometimes, as soon as the name is written on the blackboard, someone comes to intercede again and again. The man is okay, even if a few younger brothers in the class have all kinds of good things to say. Prince Long is still business-like and selfless. Righteously and awe-inspiringly said to others:

I was appointed by the class teacher, and I have always had a word for it. Why don't I remember other people's names and remember yours, you don't have a little pressure in your heart?

A few people still wanted to take advantage of the loophole and go through the back door, but unfortunately Prince Long refused them all. He has a great sense of justice, such as walking up to a classmate and patting him on the shoulder. On a serious note:

Your seat isn't clean.

The classmate hurriedly picked up the confetti and said flatteringly: Brother Prince, can you give me a chance to reform and be a new person.

Sometimes, when Taizilong heard this kind of good-talking classmate, he would raise his noble hand and let him live. After all, although I have the power in my hands, I have the world. However, this right only comes from the appointment of the head teacher, although for the time being it is majestic. But it is also a big move.

Prince Long is well versed in the samadhi, he co-opts a group of people, divides a group of people, and then suppresses a group of people. In addition, a few small attendants were appointed to help him remember his name. In this way, everyone is here to intercede or do anything. He's not a direct dealer. People don't think much about him.

The homeroom teacher came once when another teacher was in class and saw that the class discipline was good. There was silence except for the teacher's speech. I looked at the new ground again. He nodded with satisfaction and thought to himself:

Although this student is mischievous, his organizational skills are still good, and his work is also very effective.

Until one day after class, a girl in a school uniform walked next to Prince Long. slapped the table and woke up Prince Long, who was still sleeping.

The prince was wearing a white shirt, clean hair, tall and thin, like a model. As soon as he woke up, it was just a lunch break at noon, and the sun was shining, brilliant and captivating. In the sunlight he smiled slightly, showing a little bit of his teeth.

The girl in the school uniform suddenly felt like she was being flirted. She was originally indignant and came to ask for justice and reason, but when this little bastard showed his neat white teeth and smiled brightly at her, he was like a huge anode magnet, firmly attracting the eyes of all cathodes, including her.

Hidden charming eyes, between the charming eyebrows and eyes, a pair of ink-colored eyes like black jewels, slightly flushed with purple Huaze and ripples, emperor-like imperiousness, ruthless! The long and slightly curly eyelashes are like black butterflies hanging from their wings, with a strange beauty, and the tall nose and thin lip flaps purse a faint sadness. This is simply the male protagonist in a Korean drama.

The girl in the school uniform couldn't help but think of a ballad: it's about the white shirt.

Back in late spring in May

There are not many people in the early morning market

Children are singing in front of the door

The sun warmed the West River

The catkins ride the strong wind

The people in the shadow of the trees want to sleep

The silent man began to be happy from this moment

Take off the puppet of winter

My melancholy white shirt

The first cigarette in the pocket of youth

When she stood there for a long time, Prince Long suddenly realized that this girl was one of the few beautiful girls in this class, a girl with a very literary and artistic style, with good grades and high appearance. It's so rich. The only misfortune is that my parents divorced, and then my father found a young mother. Mother found a rich real estate owner.

When the school uniform girl was grief-stricken and told her classmates about her parents' divorce and the pain in her heart, several people around her looked at her with envy. I thought that this kind of life was simply a carefree person who had been carefree all his life moaning without illness.

Prince Long didn't want to provoke her, after all, he also knew that there were countless grievances and grievances of wealthy families. But the school uniform girl racked her brains at this time and remembered a sentence:

Feelings are often pure at first, when you fall in love with someone not because you have a car and a house, but because the sun is shining that afternoon and you wear a white shirt.

Thinking of this, he peeked at Prince Long: This kid is quite handsome, but he heard about the object. But when I thought about it, the other crooked melons and weeds in the class couldn't get on the row and didn't deserve themselves. After all, it's the first time I've grown up and felt in love.

Is there something wrong?? Prince Long said calmly.

Why do you remember my name, but also on the blackboard. The girl in the school uniform gave him a blank look. Qianqianyu's fingers stretched out and pointed at the prince dragon from afar, with a sense of Sailor Moon.

Prince Long scratched his head and looked at the girl in the school uniform. Especially the pure and clean blue and white sailor suit. It caused a burst of restlessness in the heart of the adolescent prince dragon. He has seen several small movies about the island nation. On the streets of Shibuya, Tokyo, there are groups of ** girls in school uniforms, waiting for customers in their thirties and forties to pick them up. What is this kind of movie called?***? He suddenly felt that his brain was a little bad, probably because he used it too little. But I couldn't think about it too much, and said after a while: What is your name, I'll check if there is your name.

You're a dog, aren't you? The girl in the school uniform looks like a fried cat: You're so cute that you don't even know my name. She got angry and puffed out her cheeks and said with a righteous face: My name is Bai Qian.

Good name, Prince Dragon takes the lead: This name is really good, the shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, the dark fragrance floats in the moon dusk, and the shallow is good. He glanced at the huge white and light characters on the blackboard with his spare eyes, and cursed secretly in his heart: Who remembers the name of this person, it's really not worrying.

Bai Qian sat down slowly, and a gust of breeze blew through the prince dragon. also blew a burst of girlish fragrance. Bai Qian's eyes were like torches: How do you say this matter will be solved?

Prince Long was not in a hurry, he asked slowly: Do you know when his name was recorded?

I don't know, Bai Qian is as cunning as a fox. She shook Prince Dragon's hand. Whispered in his ear:

Big Dragon, you just let the little girl go this time. I've always been clean. Listen carefully in class. This time it's just a lot of injustice.

Wang Zilong just wanted to say nothing, he followed her train of thought: that may also be the name of the labor, and take the opportunity to give an example: the ground is dirty, there are confetti or things are not neat, the name may be recorded.

Bai Qian was silent, she knew the reason why good people don't fight with officials. So he called out the name of Prince Long in a sweet and greasy manner. And successfully exchanged his Penguin for this crime immunity.

Occasionally, a few students came in and heard voices like this:

Brother Prince, can you help me wipe it.

Don't go. You either wipe it yourself. Or find someone else to wipe it for you.