Chapter 121: Campus Gangsters (1)
ββ¦β¦ At this point, I am honored to serve as the president of the student council of Mingde High School, and I will continue to fulfill my responsibilities in the coming years, thank you. β
The girl standing on the stage bent down and bowed in a good arc, and the sound of stepping on the wooden steps when she got off the stage startled a group of sleepy teenagers who instantly got rid of Zhou Gong's shackles, rubbing the eye droppings in the corners of their eyes and waking up from their sleep, "It's so fast this time, I thought I had to recite the last hour's scriptures." β
Zhou Jian, who was sitting behind the young man who spoke, clapped his hands twice perfunctorily with everyone, but his eyes stopped at the figure who had just stepped off the stage, and when he shook his head and sighed, a little light flashed from his eyes, "This year's student president looks really hard to mess with." β
The two most distinctive places of Mingde High School are the legendary Class A, which brings together all the children of Xuanhe, all of whom are little overlords who call for wind and rain; The second is the specially opened student union, which is different from the chicken rib setting of ordinary schools, and the student union of Mingde is simply half of the school's board of directors, holding the administrative power.
And the position of the president of the student union is basically equivalent to half of the chairman.
What's more, the one who took office this year has a family background behind him that ordinary people can't afford to provoke at all.
He buckled the leather seat, turned his head to look at the vacant position next to him, and lowered his eyes to think, I wonder if Ah Yue and this new president will make a good show?
The notoriously disobedient gangsters, and the managers who look strong, I really don't know what happened between the two.
Looks like life is going to be more interesting.
Even the newly appointed student president was resolute, and the people who went up to speak later did not dare to delay, and the originally difficult opening ceremony was cut short to half an hour this year, and the students couldn't help but take a big breath of fresh air when they came out of the luxuriously designed lecture hall, and went back to the classroom with their shoulders hooked to prepare for class.
Jinghao was dragged by the principal and talked for a while, and when she came out, she happened to hear the class bell ringing, she frowned, turned around and copied the path back to the teaching building.
The infrastructure of Mingde is very good, the green area accounts for half of the total area of the school, and even the paths that are not usually walked by people are planted with plants of all seasons, and in September, there are huge rose-red flowers blooming all over the branches, and the smell of elegance is brought by the still somewhat sultry air.
Jing Hao tilted her head to look at it, and the smell of her breath made her nose move quickly twice, and as soon as she was sure of what she smelled, she saw the young man sitting casually under the full blooming tree, his straight and slender legs bent all the way, and under the shade of the tree, there were dots of light on the things he held between his fingers, accompanied by the thin smoke rising from the curling up.
No matter how casual his posture is, it can't hide the fact that he blatantly disobeys the school rules.
Or perceiving the sight, the young man sitting under the tree casually turned his head, frowning slightly, obviously dissatisfied with the purity that had been disturbed.
[Ding, the target character has been locked, please confirm the character information again]
[Zhong Yue, born in the second generation of wealth, did not do his job when he was a teenager, smoked, drank, brawled and drag racing, and became a typical representative of the gentleman, but when he did not arrive, he suddenly rose to prominence and was born, with many assets under him, known as a business wizard, and became an immortal legend; Later, due to a juvenile fight, he was pushed off the platform by mistake in the scuffle and died on the spot, failing to fulfill his business myth]
[Quest content: Pull it back on track]
Zhong Yue withdrew his gaze from the cold but extraordinarily good-looking face of the girl who was standing, and naturally saw the logo of the student council president on her chest, and brought the half-lit cigarette between his fingers to his thin lips and took a puff, which was completely a provocative gesture.
He turned around and spat out a beautiful smoke ring, in a bad mood, and didn't even intimidate her **.
He was silent, even more silent, and walked over without even saying a word, like a viewer coming from the flowers and willows, and did not bother with a weed emerging from the foot of the wall.
Zhong Yue pressed the burned cigarette butt into the mud and extinguished it, and turned her head to look at the tree where she had stopped and stopped her sight just now.
Wood hibiscus, the flower language is delicate beauty, chastity, purity.
He turned his head to stop looking at the tree, and with a flash of firelight, he lit a cigarette between his fingers, and despite the fact that the ground was still a little wet after the rain and the white shirt on his body, he lay down directly on the ground, covering his forehead with half an arm, and looked at the blue sky that was not clear enough from the gap between the leaves.
The weather is so good, what a waste not to be in a daze.
In a daze, he couldn't help but be blinded, and the sleepiness slapped up one after another like a wave, directly dragging him into a dark and sweet dream, and he was a little awake when he heard the leisurely ringing of the class bell.
Zhong Yue was about to turn around and go back to sleep, and in the last afterglow of the bell, a slightly cold female voice pierced through the β‘β‘, like a stream flowing through the mountains, although it was a little chilly, it was more clear and pleasant.
He unconsciously listened to the radio content that had been ignored all over the world.
"Class 2 (A), Zhong Yue, smoked on campus during class, violated school rules once, deducted 10 points for each class and individual points, and demerit next time."
The content of the broadcast is so simple that it has not even been repeated, and it is really decisive.
Zhong Yue turned sideways and opened his eyes, just in time to see the cigarette butt that he threw in the grass that was particularly conspicuous, he stared at it for a few seconds, and suddenly thought that he had been deducted a lot of points, but this was the first time that he was simply deducted points without even being notified and educated.
However, if they are deducted, they will be deducted, and if they are deducted negative points, they will naturally stop.
His mentality is correct, and there are not a few people who jump to their feet in anger after hearing the broadcast, and even a few even skip class to find him, and after shaking him awake, he is complaining like a cannon.
ββ¦β¦ It was definitely the student council president who did it, and he silently took out Brother Zhong to kill the chickens and monkeys, but he didn't even dare to notify him in advance, and he really didn't bark at a dog that could bite. β
Fan Lin crackled and said a lot, clenching his fists and looking angry, as if the one who was being cursed was his father-killing enemy, and he couldn't wait to pounce on it and die with others in the next second.
"Okay, you praised people before, but now your tone has turned crisp," Zhou Jian pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose with his index finger, directly extinguished the burning cigarette with his fingers, and threw it aside, "This new student president is the only daughter of the head of the Xi family, so you should have less to do with her." β
In fact, there are their own stratifications between the upper classes, and those new families are still not as stable as the old ones, and when there is no complete conflict of interest, I am afraid that they will not be on the same page back then.
While he was talking to Fan Lin, he put his eyes on Zhong Yue, and after finding that his expression had not changed in the slightest, he retracted his gaze rather frustratedly.
It seems that the time for the show to be staged is not yet there.
Zhong Yue was woken up twice from sleep, even if he had sleepiness before, it also dissipated at this time, he glanced at Fan Lin, who was still angry for him, patted the grass clippings on his body and stood up, "Let's go, skip class and go to fight, just let you out of anger." β
Hearing that there was a fight to fight, Fan Lin, who was boiling with blood, immediately rushed forward, "Where to fight?" More than a dozen people are only interesting in the melee, last time the group of grandsons brought steel rods, and dragged them to four, five or six, not all of them were beaten down by Lao Tzu, but they just threatened to fight with Brother Zhong, which is really beyond their strength......"
It was a little strange for the baby-faced man to say this, but wherever the three of them passed, the uniformed students who heard his words all stepped out of the way, not wanting to be involved.
Even Zhou Jian, who looked the most gentle, silently untied the opening on his wrist, and slowly rolled up his sleeves, "The road in the woods to the east was blocked last semester, so let's go to the stadium today." β
These things have always been the best for him, Zhong Yue turned the direction along the way, walked a while, and came out of the cigarette case and lighter from his trouser pocket, intending to relieve his addiction to smoking, and when he lowered his head and lit the fire, he was almost startled by the sudden loud cheers and burned his hands.
He took the unlit cigarette in his mouth, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction from which the voice came.
In high school, the basketball court has always been dominated by boys, and only boys will come in groups to play a match, sweating profusely and refreshingly, which is not a violation of the rules.
And in that group of shirtless, sweaty boys, the person who was fully dressed and tied with a high ponytail was particularly conspicuous, making people's eyes unconsciously follow her, with the ball around the block, after a perfect feint, outside the three-point line, raised his hand to throw the ball in his hand into a beautiful arc.
Accurate hits.
The girls around gave another cheer.
The person standing in the middle of the court bent over, his hands on his knees and gasping for breath, the ponytail that was tied high fell behind her, and the sweat of the originally loose tracksuit was attached to her back, and the waist was beautiful and attractive.
Sensing the sight that fell on his body as if it were a substance, he turned his head and saw three people standing outside the field, the one in the middle had a cigarette in his mouth, and the look in his peach blossom eyes couldn't be seen from a distance, but he could see him slowly raise his hand, give a thumbs up, and turn the gesture upside down when she was about to retract her gaze.
Once or twice is a provocation.
At first, I was a little angry, but now I just feel naΓ―ve.
Jing Hao didn't bother to bother with him, turned to look at the pale boy standing on the side, pointed to a whole bucket of water placed on the edge of the playground, and made a "please" gesture.
The cold voice sounded more flavorful at the end of summer, "I want to gamble and lose," she pointed to the boy's shirtless upper body, "Don't forget, you can't play basketball shirtless before school in the future." β
She looked at the group of topless teenagers with no shyness and embarrassment in her eyes, but it was like picking meat in the vegetable market, but the meat was a little unfresh.
Although a group of boys are still a little dissatisfied, they are all the age of the heaviest commitments, even if they are unwilling, they all put on their clothes, change venues and sweat like rain.