Kent Foreign Chinese School was built in 1993, which is not a long time, but the level of infrastructure of the school is very good, and the school has a large number of foreign teachers.

The school's students are mainly foreign students, with seven becoming foreign students and the remaining three becoming Korean expatriates who have lived overseas for more than five years.

Xiahou Zhongying's father, Xiahou Shang, was a senior executive of a state-owned enterprise in China, and was sent to the branch in Seoul, South Korea, as the branch manager. His mother died in a car accident when he was 7 years old, and then I don't know if it was because he loved his mother too much or felt that it was not good for him to find a stepmother for Xiahou Zhongying.

Because Xiahou Shang was going to work in South Korea, he didn't worry about leaving Xiahou Zhongying alone in China, worried that he would learn badly, and after a powerful discussion, he decided to bring him to South Korea together. When he arrived in South Korea, Tong Guò's relationship here, put Xiahou Zhongying into the Kent Foreign Chinese School in South Korea, and is now studying in Class 5 of the first year of high school.

A few days after coming to South Korea, Xiahou Zhongying regretted it.

It's easy to speak the language, although I can't speak Korean very well, so I can barely understand and communicate simply. However, Kent's second language is English, which does not have any barriers to Xiahou Zhongying, who has lived in the United States with his father for three years, and can use and communicate fluently.

What makes Xiahou Zhongying unbearable is South Korea's strict etiquette and perverted senior and junior system.

Both the United States and China are relatively liberal countries that do not have much troublesome etiquette, unlike South Korea, which has a strict etiquette system for all classes throughout the country. After getting used to freedom, he suddenly had to live according to the Korean etiquette system, which made Xiahou Zhongying almost collapse.

Because he was not familiar with Korean etiquette, or had a feeling of resistance from the bottom of his heart, Xiahou Zhongying had only been in Kent for a few days, and he made a lot of mistakes. Not only did he fight with his seniors, he skipped class, he also resisted the teacher's corporal punishment, and he was recorded twice in less than a week, becoming a bad teenager in the eyes of the teacher.

Fortunately, Kent is an expatriate school, most of which are foreign students, and the school's etiquette requirements are relatively looser than those of other Korean schools, otherwise Xiahou Zhongying would have been expelled from the school for his mistakes.

On this day, Xiahou Zhongying was lying on the table with a sad face, his head resting on his arm and tilting to the side, his eyes unfocused looking at the pen that was quickly playing with his right hand, thinking about whether he would ask his father to go back to China to study after he went home, and the experience of the past few days had made him fed up.

Thinking about the sudden alarm, he felt that an object was flying towards him quickly, and he instinctively grabbed the tail of the pen that was turning and stabbed forward when he was a child who had been practicing martial arts.

Feeling a slight shock in his hand, the tip of the pen stabbed an object, and the object flew back towards the place where it flew from, followed by a scream of "oops" from the front.

The screams woke up Xiahou Zhongying, who was wandering out of the world, and made his heart burst out, and he secretly said that he was bad and made a mistake again.

Sure enough, Xiahou Zhongying raised his head and looked, and the first thing he saw was that the round-faced girl sitting in front of him was turning her head and glaring at herself, and the second time she saw the teacher on the podium glaring at her with a blue face.

The teacher on the podium raised his hand and pointed at Xiahou Zhongying, but before he could speak, Xiahou Zhongying stood up dejectedly and opened his mouth first: "I know, teacher, the old rules." ”

After speaking, he bowed to the teacher on the stage, turned around and picked up his stool and walked towards the door of the classroom.

At the beginning of Xiahou Zhongying's first day at school, he was punished for being late and was punished outside the corridor.

Then the next day, several senior students who found fault were beaten into the hospital, not only to compensate for the medical expenses, but also to be deducted twice for resisting the punishment of the teaching director. The dean was so angry that he had to hold his chair high on his head with both hands when he was punished, which in disguised form increased the difficulty of corporal punishment until he was willing to accept the punishment and kneel.

On the third day, he didn't escape the fate of being punished, and was caught by the teaching director who deliberately found fault and punished him outside the corridor. As soon as Xiahou Zhongying was ruthless, he skipped class.

As a result, there is no need to think about it, and on the fourth day, he naturally cannot escape the fate of being punished.

Today is the fifth day of coming to school, and I was arrested again.

It can be said that Xiahou Zhongying is the most frequently punished student in Kent's history, and he has been here for five days, and not a single day can escape the tragic fate of being punished.

The students in the classroom couldn't help but cooin and laugh, and they couldn't stop sighing in their hearts about Xiahou Zhongying's bad luck.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved." The teacher on the stage was so angry that he looked at Xiahou Zhongying's back and scolded, turned his head and glanced at the other students in the classroom fiercely, and shouted, "What are you laughing at, continue the class." ”

Xiahou Zhongying walked to the door with a chair in his right hand and walked dejectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the door with one foot, he suddenly found a black shadow rushing over, and his hand instinctively quickly carried the chair to block himself and the black shadow, and before he could do anything, he was hit by the black shadow and fell sideways.

"Ahh Two screams sounded at the same time, and what was even more unfortunate was that Xiahou Zhongying's head hit the floor heavily, and then the other head hit his head with his own head heavily, and the double impact made him feel his eyes black and his mind dizzy for a while.

The chair pressed against his thigh, and there was another person on it, and the pain made his eyes dizzy, and he felt as if his leg was almost broken.

In the past few days, there have been unfortunate things, which has kept Xiahou Zhongying's heart on fire, and now that she has encountered this kind of thing again, she can't help but burst out of the fire all of a sudden.

It took several seconds to fall to the ground before Xiahou Zhongying could regain his breath, and then naturally opened his mouth and scolded in Chinese: "Bastard, what to run, run to mourn." ”

After scolding, Xiahou Zhongying had time to look at the person who was still lying on him, and after seeing the person above clearly, Xiahou Zhongying was slightly stunned, a very beautiful girl, who was inhaling with her mouth open, with tears in her eyes, wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

Seeing the girl's appearance, Xiahou Zhongying couldn't scold even if she wanted to, not because she was beautiful, but because her pain didn't seem to be under her, and she was a little embarrassed. Besides, the other party is still a girl, and it seems too useless to care about a girl, which is what the unscrupulous father said.

"Bastard...... Xiahou Zhongying couldn't scold, but it didn't mean that the girl couldn't scold either, and when she opened her mouth, the fierce Cheng dù was no less than the Jurassic Tyrannosaurus roar. Because the two of them were almost head to head, they were too close, and the scream comparable to a 180-degree soprano shook Xiahou Zhongying's ears, and it seemed that his eardrum was about to be pierced.

"Woooooooooo......oo My feet...... It hurts me to death......"

When Xiahou Zhongying was still dizzy, the girl was finally able to cry.

Jung so-yeon is a trainee of S.M, the largest entertainment company in South Korea in terms of scale, strength, popularity and influence. In South Korea, the competition for debuting as an artist is very fierce, and even in S.M, which is known as the "Star-Making Dream Factory", many people can't bear the pressure every year, or can't meet the requirements and leave in disgrace.

Although Jung so-yeon is the best among the trainees of S.M Company, it does not mean that she will definitely make her debut. In order to realize his dream of becoming a star, he often skips classes and returns to the company to practice and strengthen his basic skills.

Recently, because the company has a very important big exam at the end of the month, in order to get good results, Zheng Xiuyan has not come to school for a week in a row, and she practices in the company every day.

Today, in order to relax her tense nerves, Zheng Xiuyan finally came to school, but because she was late, she rushed to the classroom. Unexpectedly, he just ran to the door, but bumped into Xiahou Zhongying, who had just stepped out of the door of the classroom.

It's nothing if you hit it, at most you fall and it hurts so much. The point was that the bastard was still carrying a chair in his hand, first sticking it into himself, and then when he fell, his leg pressed against the iron foot of the chair, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't even cry.

I felt that my feet hurt so much that I couldn't move, and then I thought that the big exam I had been preparing for a long time was about to start in two days, and now that my leg hurt like this, can I still participate? The more Zheng Xiuyan thought about it, the more sad she became, and the more she felt the culprit under her.

"Hey, let's get up first." Zheng Xiuyan hadn't figured out how to take revenge on Xiahou Zhongying, but she heard him speak first.

Xiahou Zhongying uses English, and Zheng Xiuyan, who grew up in the United States, can naturally understand it. Looking at Xiahou Zhongying's brows after speaking, looking unlucky, Zheng Xiuyan didn't know if it was a ghost or something, she didn't think about the consequences at all, she was angry and controlled, and without thinking about it, she moved up with her hands on Xiahou Zhongying's chest, grabbed his neck, and yelled angrily: "I'm going to kill you." ”

Xiahou Zhongying was choked by the neck, and he felt that he couldn't see through, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed one of Zheng Xiuyan's hands with both hands and broke it out.

Men's strength is relatively greater than that of women, not to mention that Xiahou Zhongying has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and it is even more of a bonus, Zheng Xiuyan naturally can't beat Xiahou Zhongying.

Xiahou Zhongying breathed a sigh of relief after breaking it open, and was breathing comfortably, but she didn't expect Zheng Xiuyan's two hands to be grabbed, and her body had no hand support, so she was naturally affected by gravity and crashed down to herself. The two heads collided with each other with a "bang", so they didn't die, and they just hit the place where their heads collided just now, so painful that Xiahou Zhongying couldn't help but shed tears, it was really unlucky.

"Dead girl, you want to kill someone." Xiahou Zhongying kept inhaling the cold air, and her heart was full of anger, Zheng Xiuyan's appearance just now was like she was going to kill him, even if she had a gentle temper, she couldn't help but get angry. After scolding, he used a slight force to flip Zheng Xiuyan, who was still lying on her body and her head was next to her head, to the side. was choked by someone, and now he doesn't have the heart of the culprit Lingxiang and cherishing the jade, even if it is a beautiful girl.

"I'm going to kill you, woo woo woo ......" Zheng Xiuyan cried as she slapped his chest with the hand that had just been let go by Xiahou Zhongying.

"Damn, come back." As soon as she was hammered, Xiahou Zhongying grabbed Zheng Xiuyan's hand that was hammered again, glared at her angrily and said, "You are not finished." ”

The two of them made such a big movement, which had already alarmed the people in the classroom, and even the people in the next classroom.

The teacher ran out first, but was stunned by Zheng Xiuyan's choking of the neck, and didn't react until now, so he hurriedly ran over, shouting as he ran: "What are you doing, don't stop." ”

The students in the classroom also made a fuss and ran out with the teacher.

"Get up quickly, what do you look like like this?" The teacher scolded the two with a blue face.

Xiahou Zhongying sighed, crawled up with a sad face, and as soon as his right foot, which was pressed on the chair, stepped on the ground, he felt the pain in his thigh, and he almost couldn't stand steadily, so he hurriedly held on to the wall of the classroom with his hand, not daring to let his right foot land on the ground again.

Zheng Xiuyan didn't move after sitting up, crying and saying to the teacher: "I can't move my feet." ”

The teacher was frightened when he heard this, and he didn't care about putting up any more teacher shelves, so he quickly clicked on the two girls around with his hand and said, "You, you, you two come here, help Zheng Xiuyan to the hospital, hurry up." ”

The teacher just breathed a sigh of relief after speaking, but saw Xiahou Zhongying standing on the ground with one foot, bending one foot in the air, holding the wall with one hand, and raising the other hand, looking at himself bitterly, and couldn't help but be angry, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Teacher, I'm going to the hospital too." Xiahou Zhongying said with a sad face.