On the way to school in the afternoon, Xia Fan did not meet Yu Yiyan again.

"Did you oversleep?"

He didn't have Yu Yiyan's phone yet, but thinking that she had been waiting for him in the past few days, in return, Xia Fan also stood patiently at the gate of the community and waited for a while, until he was about to be late, and then hurried to school.

“……”

The moment he stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom out of breath, Xia Fan suddenly found that Yu Yiyan had arrived, and he was sitting in his seat reading a book at the moment, but he didn't even raise his head when he came in.

"Hehe, I'm self-inflicted. ”

Xia Fan laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart and walked quickly to his seat.

"Hey, Brother Fan, why didn't you come to school with the school flower today?"

Zhang Pengfei, who was at the same table, had the potential to be an entertainment reporter, and when he saw Xia Fan just sitting down, he blinked his eyes and came over and asked curiously.

"I overslept. ”

Xia Fan said lightly.

"Oh yes, aren't you really going to go to the music classroom to meet Lu Wei for a while after the second class this afternoon?"

Zhang Pengfei continued to whisper to himself on the side, "You don't know, this Lu Wei is sick, you were too lazy to take care of him in the morning, but he jumped up and down more and more, and now the news that you don't compete with him has spread all over the school, you either don't want to, or don't dare, because you don't have any talent at all, and I don't know where that song was copied from, isn't this groundless nonsense, you have the ability to take out the evidence!"

"The most infuriating thing is that there are many people in the school who believe ......"

Speaking of this, Zhang Pengfei was quite righteous and indignant, and said angrily, "Brother Fan, if you want me to say, you don't have to give me face, this kind of person just owes it up!"

"Well, got it. ”

Xia Fan nodded.

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhang Pengfei was stunned and asked curiously.

"I just don't give you face. ”

Xia Fan smiled and said, "Shhh, the teacher is here, let's go to class." ”

"Uh......"

Zhang Pengfei still didn't know if Xia Fan would clean up Lu Wei this afternoon, and wanted to ask something more, but the stern gaze cast by the substitute teacher made him quickly swallow his words back......

……

The time of the two classes passed in the blink of an eye.

When the bell rang for class, the attention of many people in class 302 had been quite unanimously focused on Xia Fan.

Although he had made it clear that he would not accept Lu Wei's challenge in the morning, most people still wanted to see this lively, or did Xia Fan really plan to acquiesce that he was inferior to Lu Wei?

In this case, the evidence seems to be less important......

There are even people who are ready to fall into the well.

"Brother Fan......"

Under this kind of non-existent gaze, even Zhang Pengfei felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help but wink at Xia Fan.

"Let's go. ”

Slowly packing up his notes, Xia Fan finally stood up in front of everyone's eyes.

"Where are you going?"

Zhang Pengfei was stunned.

"Where? Music class, of course. ”

Xia Fan smiled indifferently and strode towards the outside of the classroom.

"Brother Fan, who is good, you should give him some color and take a look!"

Zhang Pengfei was overjoyed and followed.

"Whoa......

Looking at the backs of the two of them, many people also quickly stood up and followed, everyone wanted to see where Xia Fan was going, for fear of missing the good show that was about to happen.

“……”

Even Yu Yiyan stood up unconsciously, looking at Xia Fan's back thoughtfully.

……

At the same time, a taxi pulled up in front of the school.

The car door slowly opened, and a slender figure wearing a black worn baseball cap and a pink sweatshirt came out from above, apparently a girl.

Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School is a semi-closed high school, and it is forbidden to enter and exit freely at the school gate during class hours, but after the second class in the morning and the rest time after the second class in the afternoon, students can go to some small shops and food stalls outside the school gate to buy some snacks or school supplies that they like to eat.

"This high school looks a lot worse than my current school, okay?"

After the girl got off the bus, she looked east and west at the school gate like a traveler, and after muttering a whisper, she walked into Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School with the few surprising people today.

Her name is Liang Xiaolei, and this introduction may be a bit abrupt, so let's put it another way - she is the only daughter of Liang Qingnian, deputy director of the Municipal Education Bureau.

Liang Xiaolei came here today, half of it was to relax.

Because in the past two days, her favorite little fresh meat idol suddenly announced the news of love in a high-profile manner on the scarf, which made this little star-chasing girl instantly explode, not only swore to turn black from now on, but also tore off all the posters about this little fresh meat idol at home, and threw all the signed photos and souvenirs that had been saved for several years into the trash.

So in the past two days, she was in a very depressed mood, and even if she left a message and scolded the "little three" on Weibo for several days, she couldn't relieve her anger......

The other half is for the sake of investigation.

After attending the school celebration of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School a few days ago, her father didn't know what the nerves suddenly were, so he had to let her transfer to this high school to go to school, saying that the level of training art candidates in this high school was quite high.

That's right, she is also an art candidate, but she is still very early to take the art exam, and she is only in her second year of high school this year.

Liang Xiaolei didn't want to transfer schools, because of this reason, she decided to come here to investigate in person to find a few reasons to refute her father, although she skipped class, but she had a reason that she thought was very convincing: "My mother has just been abandoned by idols, how can I still be in the mood to go to class?"

As a result, not long after leaving the school gate, Liang Xiaolei discovered something unusual about this high school.

It's obviously the end of class now, and it's still very early for the next class, but every student who passes by her is in a hurry, even if she has diarrhea, I'm afraid it won't reach this level.

The most important thing is that these people seem to be going in one direction.

"What are you doing?"

While Liang Xiaolei was puzzled, she grabbed a girl passing by her, frowned and asked, "Why are everyone of you so anxious, what happened?"

"You don't know?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, not only did not answer her question, but asked a question in surprise even more than her.

"Uh, should I know?"

Liang Xiaolei felt even more strange in her heart.

"Nonsense, Lu Wei and Xia Fan are going to compete in the music classroom, you don't know such a big thing, are you still from Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School? Hurry up and let go of me, I'm going to miss the show if it's too late!"

The girl was obviously a little impatient, shook off Liang Xiaolei's hand, and ran away.