"What to write!" Early in the morning, when Bai Xiaoshan came to the classroom, he saw Su Yao burying his head in a diary. Intentionally teasing, Bai Xiaoshan snatched Su Yao's diary, and said while reading it, "I'll see, hey, there is my name on it." ”

"White Hill! Give it back! Su Yao took back the diary and cried.

Bai Xiaoshan was suddenly at a loss: "Hey, hey, hey, it's not like that, why don't I just read your diary." Well, I swear to God, I really didn't see a word, and you snatched it back. If I lie, punish me...... Well, punish me for not being able to get into college. ”

Su Yao raised her head and said with tears in her eyes, "You couldn't get into college in the first place." ”

"You underestimate me?"

"There are more than 20 people in Chengguan Middle School who are admitted to university in a year, and you can't even be in the top 50 in our class." Su Yao told the truth.

"I don't want to fight with them, I want to study, I can't even control myself, Tsinghua University and Peking University have to beg me to study!"

"You just brag."

"Hey, Su Yao, you all know that you can't get into the top twenty of school, and you have no hope of going to college, why are you studying so hard?"

"If you don't work hard, it's really hopeless, and if you work hard, there's still a little hope, I want to go to college." After speaking, Su Yao rubbed her red eyes, put away the diary, ignored Bai Xiaoshan, and began to read seriously.

Bai Xiaoshan held up his cheeks, leaned against the wall, and casually flipped through the second-hand book "Slam Dunk" that he had picked up, occasionally glancing at Su Yao.

Not for a while. Zhu Yijie, who had a blue nose and swollen eyes, also arrived.

Naturally, he glared at Bai Xiaoshan again.

is so hilarious, Bai Xiaoshan, Su Yao, Zhao Dahai, Yao Fang, and Zhu Yijie have been promoted to the second year of high school. The second year of high school is divided into arts and sciences. With the students' voluntary choice of subjects, Bai Xiaoshan's parents made the decision to help Bai Xiaoshan choose science. Sitting in the science class, Bai Xiaoshan realized that without Su Yao's science class, he didn't want to stay longer at all.

So, Bai Xiaoshan entered the principal's office.

"Principal, I want to change to liberal arts."

"You still have some hope for science. What to turn to liberal arts. The headmaster said without raising his head.

"Headmaster, you don't understand. My dream is to become a great writer, there is Shakespeare in the West, and there should be me in the East! ”

The principal raised his head: "Can your liberal arts scores add up to more than 6o points, and you will also transfer to liberal arts." It's scary to switch to liberal arts. ”

"I ......"

"Not allowed!"

With the principal's reprimand, the camera turned, and there was a squeaky friction sound, Bai Xiaoshan dragged his table and chair, walked through the corridor, and went straight to the second and third classes of liberal arts high school. At this time, the second and third classes of high school were in class, and the substitute teacher pushed his glasses and asked innocently: "Classmate, are you from this class?" ”

Bai Xiaoshan ignored it and set the table as he set it up. He lowered the bench and opened the book.

At this time, the principal also ran over: "Bai Xiaoshan, move back by yourself." ”

Bai Xiaoshan ignored it.

"Don't push me. Tell you! The headmaster scolded.

The students in the class were all secretly having fun below, and Su Yao was the same, watching Bai Xiaoshan under the stares of the principal and the teacher, and he couldn't stop talking.

The headmaster was furious, and suddenly rushed over, dragging the table and about to drag it out.

Bai Xiaoshan sat on the bench with his ass. Then hook your legs around the table legs and hold the lectern with both hands. Die and don't let go.

"Oh, come on, come on, come on."

"Come on, Lao Bai!"

"Brother Bai, top you!" The students in the class were busy making noise.

The scene was lively for a while, and then just as the principal and teacher were about to drag Bai Xiaoshan away, there was another harsh sound, and Zhao Dahai and Yao Fang also dragged a table and ran in.

"You guys!" The headmaster was speechless with anger.

……

In the entire movie theater, with the appearance of this farce, a mountain of laughter broke out.

Amid the laughter, the plot of the movie continues.

In this battle, Bai Xiaoshan won, and he, Zhao Dahai and Yao Fang successfully transferred to the liberal arts class. Teacher Zhang, the homeroom teacher of the liberal arts class, is a middle-aged woman, and calmly said to the three transfer students: "Since you have transferred to the liberal arts, then study hard, you know?" ”

"Yes!" The three of them replied with a mountain sound.

Su Yao looked at Bai Xiaoshan's appearance, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a beautiful arc.

The days went on like this, Su Yao's grades were still not good, she loved to cry if she didn't take the test, and she liked to write a diary when she had nothing to do. Bai Xiaoshan still habitually acts as a flower messenger to isolate others from harassing Su Yao, and then frolic wantonly in elementary school with Zhao Dahai and other fox friends.

One day, during the cleaning, Su Yao was teased by a female student who couldn't get used to her, and fell off the chair while cleaning the glass, broke her foot, and put on a plaster. Because it was inconvenient to walk, Su Yao was late the next day and was criticized by the teacher. This made Su Yao, who loved to cry, cry again.

Coming home from school, Su Yao limped home, and suddenly, Bai Xiaoshan rode a bicycle and chased after him from behind.

"Su Yao, get in the car!"

"What are you doing?"

"Get in the car, I'll take you home."

"You're not on the way."

"The earth is round, and if you come back in a circle, you will come to my house." Bai pulled Su Yao to the back seat of the bicycle, and then pedaled desperately, carrying Su Yao, and went away in the wind under the afterglow of the sunset through the broken ancient trees.

For a long time, Bai Xiaoshan got up early and brought it late, set off from home before dawn, ran to pick up Su Yao, and sent Su Yao back at night, before pedaling home alone. Because he had to get up early every day and was busy playing football, Bai Xiaoshan's sleep was a little insufficient, and he often slept on the table, Su Yao looked at Bai Xiaoshan who was sleeping and made a decision secretly.

"What!"

As soon as the camera turned, Bai Xiaoshan held a set of rolls and exclaimed.

"This is a mock test paper for the math unit, and you can finish it in the evening self-study."

"I don't do it, I want to see it."

"When are you done, when am I going to go home. If you don't finish it, I won't be home tonight. ”

"What does it matter to me if you don't come home!"

"It doesn't matter, it's just my own decision."

looked at Su Yao's serious expression. Bai Xiaoshan rolled his eyes to the top of his head: "I've defeated you!" Then he obediently made the test papers, but he made a set of test papers, which was purely blind and didn't think at all, Su Yao couldn't do anything about him, scolding didn't work, and good words and persuasion didn't work.

The days of White Hill. Continue to go on in a daze, go to class and sleep. Kick the ball after class.

On the court, Bai Xiaoshan's presence is the most dazzling, and he is a man of the hour. But the good times didn't last long, 2ooo years. Promoted to the third year of high school, the head teacher has a stricter rule, prohibiting playing football! Everyone is required to spend all their time sprinting for the college entrance examination, and no one is allowed to make exceptions.

coincided with the finals of the school cup football competition, and the third class of the next high school class could win the championship, and Bai Xiaoshan, as the captain, mobilized in the class.

"It's a war, maybe a year from now. We're going our separate ways, but, today. We are all students in the third class of high school. Our football team has reached the finals, and as long as we win one more game, we can win the championship. This is our collective honor, and maybe it will be when we meet again in a dozen years. The happiest memory. ”

"So, I want you all to be noon today. You can all go to the playground, support us, cheer us on! Bai Xiaoshan raised his arms and shouted.

Zhao Dahai and others responded to the audience: "The third class of high school will win!" ”

The girls were also aroused: "Defeat the seventh class of the third year of high school!" ”

"Win the School Cup!"

"Today at noon, let's go together!"

"Don't go!" Suddenly, the head teacher appeared, with a gloomy face, "You are all in your third year of high school, it's time to take care of yourself, there will be time for you to play after the college entrance examination, but today, no one is allowed to go, do you hear it." ”

Homeroom teacher's kinky. As soon as Wei came out, the whole class turned off the fire.

By noon, it was raining lightly. On the playground, except for the eleven members of the football team, there were no students in the third class of high school. Bai Xiaoshan, Zhao Dahai and others were very disappointed, football is a collective honor, and the classmates who were supposed to cheer for themselves and others did not come alone.

With pessimism that was not understood, the football match began.

In the mud, the third class of high school was abused, and three goals were conceded in the first half. Casting through the window of the girls' dormitory, Su Yao saw this rout, compared with the momentum of the opponent, the third class of the third year of high school was obviously a little lost. Bai Xiaoshan, in particular, has fallen down several times, and he hates it so much that he wants to hammer the ground.

……

In the second half, Bai Xiaoshan and the others were depressed in the shopping mall, just when they were restless. Su Yao pulled her friend Zhang Xiaoshuang and braved the light rain to the side of the playground, and the two girls shouted loudly: "Come on in the third class of high school." ”

At that moment, the eyes of the eleven boys who died on the playground lit up.

Immediately afterwards, the students in the class appeared on the side of the playground one after another, shouting loud slogans. At this moment, it seems that Ronaldo, Zidane, Beckenbauer, Kahn and other football superstars are possessed, and the football team of the third class of high school seems to have played chicken blood and is strong!

In the soundtrack of "We-Are-The-S", the third class of the third year of high school broke out with full combat effectiveness, and the muddy playground couldn't stop this group of hormonal surging guys.

Over there, a teacher saw it and reported the students playing football to the head teacher, asking the head teacher to hurry up and bring the students back. The head teacher didn't do that, but said, "Just give them one last kick." ”

"Then how to do it, it is important to study."

"I'll punish them, but for now, let them have fun."

&He-S" soundtrack ended, the football game also ended, the camera did not focus on depicting how to win, just a few short shots, and the result was directly announced, the third class of high school scored four goals in the second half, successfully defeated the seventh class of high school, and won the championship.

A large group of people returned to the classroom with a smile, and they were greeted by the cold face of the head teacher.

"A few who took the lead in kicking football, Bai Xiaoshan, Zhao Dahai, Yao Fang...... The girl took the lead to go out, Su Yao! You guys, don't go to class today, go stand outside and review your mistakes! Also, don't you like sports, let's squat! ”

Under the corner, among the few people who were squatting on horseback, Su Yao, who was bent on being a good student, cried profusely.

became a goddess in the eyes of the boys in the class. (To be continued)