Chapter 10: A Good Marriage Ever Got Together

There are a total of 10 classes in the third grade of the seventh high school. One of the classes is an art class. The so-called art class. It's just a bunch of people who don't do well in school. I hope to rely on some kind of talent in my body to be admitted to the university. They either sleep or play with their mobile phones in class every day, because in the college entrance examination, others work hard to squeeze the threshold of college, and they easily enter the university with their own strengths.

Le Xiaoxue's class is on the second floor. On the left is the fourth class. On the right is the office. For this kind of position. The worst of these is not being next to the Depth Charge office. Instead, they have to go through the entire corridor to go to the bathroom. I wonder why they had to place the toilets at the end of the corridor when the school building was being built.

In the morning, Le Xiaoxue was late for the first time in her life. Fortunately, she usually looks very good, and the head teacher didn't say anything about her. After handing in her homework from the office, she rushed to the toilet at the speed of light. In the last class, because the math teacher dragged the class, she didn't have time to go to the toilet before she went to class, so she didn't go to the toilet for a whole class, and the pain was really self-evident. The toilet was located at the end of the corridor on the second floor, which meant she had to go through classes six, seven and eight.

It's late autumn now. The classroom is already starting to get cold like a big ice cave. So as soon as it's time for recess. The hallway is always full of boys and girls who come to bask in the sun. And among this group of people, Jiang Muchen and Wan Yishi are the most conspicuous. I don't know who said anything funny today, a group of boys gathered around and laughed. Someone else whistled in it.

Le Xiaoxue, who is in a hurry to go to the toilet. Ben wanted to get around them. Unexpectedly, one of the boys suddenly took a few steps back and just collided with her. It may be that the other party is too tall, and her nose hurts a little. In the pain, I seem to hear a burst of laughter around me. Her whole face was red from embarrassment.

Jiang Muchen, who was hit, raised his good-looking eyebrows. He leaned sideways, as if trying to make room for the other to go. Who knew that the girl in front of her also turned to the side. In desperation. He had to move a few steps to the other side. But it's such a coincidence that he just died. The girl also moved a few steps in the same direction. The two even bumped into each other again. And the laughter in the hallway was louder than before.

Le Xiaoxue's face turned even redder now. I don't know if I'm moving to the left or right when I'm staring at my feet. But she had to move a few steps to the left when she wanted to go to the toilet. God knows if the man had the same thoughts, and the two of them collided for the third time.

Jiang Muchen finally frowned impatiently: "Hey, I said this classmate. Do you have eyes under your feet? You don't know how to walk, do you? You go wherever I go, are you intentional or what? ”

It's obviously his fault, right? This corridor is not wide, what is he going to step back for? Le Xiaoxue thought indignantly in her heart.

Originally, this was a trivial matter, but because the protagonist was Jiang Muchen, there was a lot of vision to invest in it. Especially the few boys next to him who seemed to be Jiang Muchen's friends, as if they were enjoying a wonderful farce, they laughed from time to time.

The class bell rang inappropriately at this moment. Le Xiaoxue was in a hurry. I had no intention of arguing with him. After pushing his whole person to the side like garbage, he ran to the toilet at a speed of 100 meters. If memory serves. The next lesson should be the history lesson of the class teacher. As soon as she thought of the head teacher's perennially gloomy face, her scalp began to tingle.

Jiang Muchen was a little stunned. Imagine who has pushed him like this since he was a child? And the other party is still a girl? Or is it a girl who doesn't look good?

Yes. In his eyes, Le Xiaoxue can't be considered good-looking at all. An ordinary face. It's a lot to catch on the street. If he swung into the girls he knew, he wouldn't find anyone at all. And she's dark and skinny. It looks like a nutritious person since childhood. He has never had a good impression of such a girl.

Le Xiaoxue finished going to the toilet as fast as she could. When passing by the door of the seventh class classroom. She deliberately pretended not to squint. Don't look inside. But still sensitive to the feeling that there was a strange gaze on her.

After the girl's figure disappeared at the door, Wan Yi Shi used his elbow to push against Dingjiang Muchen and quipped, "What? Are you still annoyed by what happened just now? ”

Jiang Muchen gave a cold look and floated over. It seems to be silently speaking. Hurry up and shut your mouth for me. Otherwise, I'm worried that I have nowhere to send it? But as if he didn't feel his anger, one of them continued to say, "But. . . I say. Jiang Dagongzi. I've known you for so long. It's the first time I've seen you embarrassed and deflated in front of a girl. Saying. I don't know how funny you looked."

As Wan Yishi said, this is indeed the first time in Jiang Muchen's life that he has been so embarrassed by a girl. First of all, who is he Jiang Gongzi? On his fingers, which grade girl in the seventh middle school doesn't know him? What girl doesn't look shy when she sees him? Isn't it a gentle voice for fear of disturbing him? It's not a love letter gift, don't give it money, don't want to die? But this girl not only doesn't know him. He was also harmed, and became the laughing material of everyone. On top of that, she was pushed aside like garbage.

It doesn't matter if she really doesn't know herself, or she wants to get her attention in this way. Jiang Muchen was determined to find this person out of the Seventh Middle School, and then let her understand a truth, as long as he provoked Jiang Muchen, don't expect to have a good life in the Seventh Middle School.

Jiang Muchen is still Jiang Muchen in the end, he just said that he wanted to investigate who this girl was, and there were enthusiastic people over there who popularized it for him: Le Xiaoxue. Woman. Seventeen years old. He is currently studying in the second and fifth classes of the seventh high school. Excellent academic performance. But the family is poor. Mom died young. Dad drove a taxi to support the family's expenses. It is said that the father and daughter lived in a bungalow of less than 50 square meters on Ning An Street. I am reluctant to buy meat to eat once a year.

Jiang Muchen glanced at the content of the information roughly, and his gaze paused on the three words Le Xiaoxue. Le Xiaoxue? The fifth class of the third year of high school? It's her? The guy who hit himself on his bike? Hehe, that's fine, the new account and the old account are calculated together.

Wan Yishi heard that he was investigating Le Xiaoxue's matter, and couldn't help but say with interest: "Do you know who that girl is?" Just the 1,000-person math contest I told you about last time. Isn't there a question that only one person in the audience did? Do you know who that person is? It's the girl who just bumped into you. It is said that she is not only super good at math. Other subjects are also at your fingertips. A scholar is a scholar. Domineering to every big and small exam. Everyone is firmly in the first place in the school. Throughout the senior year of high school. I'm afraid no one but you doesn't know who she is."

Jiang Muchen glanced at Wan Yishi fiercely. What is there to fuss about not knowing her? He never paid attention to the top students in school. In his opinion. Those people will always be nerds who read dead books, dead books. No interest, no hobbies. There is no pursuit. I really don't know, what is the meaning of their lives?