Chapter 2 Enigmatic Transfer Students
The early winter sun shines on the body warmly, making people feel extra comfortable and not motivated at all. In the penultimate row of the classroom against the wall, Zhang Xiang was lying on the table, and the teacher's long speech on the podium was completely cut off.
Through the window, you can see the sports field below, and the girl in gym shorts to physical education class shows her youthful vitality, but he is not appreciating, but thinking, more precisely, entangled.
In fact, because his parents are not at home all the year round, Zhang Xiang has always hoped to have someone to accompany him, at least to be able to talk to him, instead of feeling that the whole world seems to be only himself and lonely when he comes home.
Now that such a person has appeared, he is a little overwhelmed, this is not Ye Gong Haolong, but it appeared too suddenly, if it was just a simple tenant, it would not be like this, but this is a half-sister.
There is joy, there is apprehension, and there is also anxiety. In short, he is now up and down, can he be a good brother?
Feeling that his shoulders were hugged, when his friend Wang Xiaoming came over, he found that class had ended, and the girls in the playground downstairs had dispersed, Wang Xiaoming glanced at his expression with a little regret, pushed his glasses and whispered: "I've been pinching time for you, and now you have been staring at the sports field for a full 48 minutes." β
βSOοΌβ Zhang Xiang didn't bother to raise his head.
"You're so lucky, you damn bastard, why can you just hide in a corner and enjoy the energetic bodies of girls wrapped in gym shorts? Why can you witness the growth of girls from youth to bumps? β
Wang Xiaoming was full of envy, jealousy and hatred and pinched Zhang Xiang's neck, Zhang Xiang kicked him out of breath, shook him off, and said: "High school is only three years, do you think there can be such a big change in such a short time?" β
"You don't understand that." Wang Xiaoming pulled the stool next to him, sat down with his hands folded, and said with a flash of light on his glasses, and said: "Girls in junior high school are budding flowers and bones, and high school is the stage of blooming, you can understand this as a mature period, and damn it, you can witness this change from every physical education class." β
"What about the university?"
"College is the stage of picking, of course, haven't you heard that there are piles of little hotels near every university? Otherwise, why do you think I'm studying so hard? Every time he mentions this, Wang Xiaoming is always high-spirited.
"How I want to tell Mr. SΓΉ about your arguments." Zhang Xiang was defeated again.
Although the name Wang Xiaoming is unbearable, you can know at a glance that it is definitely the name of the protagonist, and when Zhang Xiang didn't know him, he already felt that "Xiao Ming" was everywhere, not to mention in the exercises, even playing a brain teaser had his deposit.
And Wang Xiaoming is really as omnipotent as the legend, with excellent grades, omnipotence in sports, and countless skills from a wide range of interests. In school, it is the role model in the mouth of the teacher, and out of the school, it is the child of other people's family in the mouth of the parents......
The only regret is that the appearance is as ordinary as the name, the absolute passer-by face, and the glasses do not increase the sense of storage at all, otherwise it can really be popular on campus, and it is not impossible to become the object of admiration of thousands of girls.
However, what few people know is that this guy's heart is actually so bad that he is obscene and dirty, and he is simply a well-dressed beast, but he hides it very well, and if nothing else, he can mix up another certificate of merit for a good student this year.
Zhang Xiang was too lazy to take care of him anymore, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't help it, and asked tentatively: "Hey, if you suddenly have an extra sister, what will you do?" β
"Push down decisively." Wang Xiaoming replied decisively.
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shouldn't have asked him at all, Zhang Xiang's head slammed directly on the table, and Wang Xiaoming's impassioned and generous statement came: "Think about it, how happy it should be to grow up under the same roof, take a bath and sleep together?" Even if you look at it like garbage, and you are scolded in disgust, 'Pervert, don't touch me,' how blood-pumping it is. β
"I'm talking about real sister, and it appeared suddenly, it was suddenly, you know? Not growing up together. After saying this, Zhang Xiang had already exhausted all his strength, and it was really tiring to communicate with this guy.
"I'm talking about a real sister, even if it's a sister, as long as there is love, there is no problem." Wang Xiaoming spread his hands, paused for a moment, and then said: "If it suddenly appears, do you mean it fell on the balcony or suddenly came out of the bathtub?" Or did it fall directly from the sky and fall on you? Dude, are you finally starting to have beautiful fantasies, welcome to the world of youth. β
"You take someone else's youth for a bastard?" Zhang Xiang complained weakly, and he had already made a decision in his heart, he couldn't tell him that he couldn't kill Yuki Meikan, and it was also his brother's duty to keep his sister away from beasts.
Wang Xiaoming still wanted to continue to instill evil thoughts in Zhang Xiang, but unfortunately he was about to have classes again, and as a good student in the eyes of the teacher, he could only obediently return to the front row and sit upright.
In mathematics class, the teacher is a thin old man who has been weakened, weak and severely myopia, and the textbooks have to be very close to see clearly, and he still insists on the front line of education, and his spirit is commendable.
Zhan trembled majestically onto the podium, first slowly put the teaching materials on the podium, the whole process was slow and orderly. You have to be patient enough to listen to an elderly teacher, and you can't make extra noises, because he doesn't speak as much as a young person.
"Stand and salute, good teacher." Led by the class leader Wang Xiaoming, more than 40 students shouted in unison, and Zhang Xiang was worried that the sound would directly overturn the teacher.
"Hello students, please be seated. Before today's class, I would like to introduce you to a new classmate. The teacher waved to the door, and the transfer students stepped into the classroom under the curious eyes of all their classmates.
With a slender figure, dark eyes, not long but dense hair, and an orange headband on her head, the boys began to coax when they saw her face. Although it is slender, the unexpected figure is not bad, but the shoulders are incredibly narrow, and the body is already wearing the autumn and winter school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, but there is an armband on the left arm, which seems to be written with the word "ε£ι·".
"I'm the legendary mysterious transfer student Haruhi Suzumiya." She scribbled her name on the blackboard with chalk, then turned around and continued, "I'm from Japan in another time and space, if you're interested in people from another plane, superpowers, futurists, and aliens, just come to me, above." β
As she introduced herself, the classroom suddenly became quieter.