In terms of performance alone, the third experimental middle school is no worse than the first experiment and the second experiment, and there is no specific difference in style.

So whenever He An passed by the sign at the school gate, he always inadvertently thought, what did this school experiment?

Ah, when it comes to the characteristics of the school, it is not completely absent, since last year, it is said that it is to enliven the learning atmosphere and leave a good memory of youth.

The new principal promoted the JK uniform in the school, and He An looked at the skirts swaying in the wind and the smiling girls, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

This is youth, and it looks good.

"Hey, Lieutenant General Hurricane, remember to lend me your homework in the morning." One person suddenly slapped He An from behind.

He An didn't bother to look back, but asked curiously:

"Which drama is this?"

The boy behind him walked to He An's right side in one step, and said quite proudly: "Hehe, it's not a drama or a masterpiece, it's more like it if your chin is a little wider." ”

The boy who talked to He An was He An's good friend Lin Junming, a second-year patient, and he would press the role on He An if he had nothing to do, all of which were in the new episodes, and he sometimes couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the other party.

"So, the weekend time was stolen by a drama, so I didn't have time to do my homework." He An walked forward as he spoke, in fact, he cared more about one person now, Yuehua, than his friends.

Ah, if this night is here, he will definitely complain that He An forgot his friends when he saw him, saying that he was a frivolous hormonal creature.

But now no one complains, thinking about it, it's a little lonely.

"No way, the outside world is so exciting, it's much more interesting than our ordinary life." Lin Junming smiled brightly, as if he was complacent about what treasure he had discovered.

"Ordinary?" He An chewed on the word, and some blood-soaked images flashed through his mind.

In just one day, he felt that he had a new understanding of many things, about the world, about himself.

"I said Junming, if you were given a chance, would you want to be a mortal or a superman?"

There was still a little distance from the teaching building, shuttling through the crowd, He An asked casually.

"I don't have to be a superman, even now, I want to be a hero." Lin Junming said without hesitation.

"Hey, buddy, what do you say, how about going for a pie at noon."

A tall body shrouded the two in shadow.

This is another friend of He An, a classmate of Dapeng who is like an iron tower.

"Continuing with the topic just now, Roc, if you give you a chance, do you want to be a mortal or a superman?" He An asked by the way.

This question seemed to be a bit difficult, Dapeng raised his hand and wrapped it around his wide chin, and thought for a long time before replying:

"Then it depends on Superman's discount."

"Huh?" He An and Lin Junming said at the same time, sure enough, it is unrealistic to expect Dapeng classmates in this kind of thing.

At this point in the morning, the entrance to the school building is still very crowded.

He An and the others really didn't want to be crowded with a bunch of schoolbags, so they slowed down, planning to go in later.

At this time, they suddenly heard a burst of exclamations from the girls behind them.

The three of them turned around at the same time to look, only to see a spotless white sedan parked at the school gate, and a white-headed old man in a suit elegantly came out of the passenger seat and opened the rear door respectfully.

What came out of it was a handsome boy in a white suit, known as the crazy noble son, Wencheng Temple.

"Wow, that's handsome."

"Look how elegant he is, this is a gentleman."

"He's looking over here, he's not smiling, the leeks on the front teeth are exposed."

He An's ears were filled with the sound of girls chirping.

This guy has only been transferred to another school for a week, and it is this kind of scene every day, surrounding the noisy crowd, He An and Lin Junming looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

According to He An, Wencheng Temple's father was an entrepreneur who traveled overseas, and although the company was not well-known in China, it was very well run locally.

Because the parents have been absent from the country for a long time, Wencheng Temple has the final say in the big and small affairs of the family, and as for trivial matters such as living expenses, the white-haired housekeeper will take care of them.

Wencheng Temple, which has been influenced by elite culture since childhood, does have a unique temperament, coupled with his extraordinary outfit and aristocratic style, it is no wonder that girls are so excited to see him.

As for why He An knows so much about the situation in Wencheng Temple, there is no way to do it, who told the other party to sit behind him.

Unlike the heavy schoolbags that other people carry, when Wencheng Temple walked into the campus, the housekeeper presented a shiny black handbag with both hands.

Wenchengsi casually took the handbag and walked towards the school with a calm pace, completely ignoring the excited crowd around him.

And the students in front of him, both boys and girls, consciously made a way for him.

In this way, as if Moses, who was parting the sea, continued to move forward with Wencheng Temple, the crowd forced him to open a wide passage to the gate of the teaching building, revealing the three of He An who were standing in place.

"Well, do you want to go with the flow?" Lin Junming said uncertainly, making him a little uncomfortable to be exposed so much.

"No, wait for him to go with you." He An said that with Wencheng Temple, it will be unimpeded wherever you go.

"It's early, He An, Junming and Dapeng are also early."

Before they got closer, Wencheng Temple greeted He An and them very politely.

This made the girls around turn their eyes to the trio in the center of the road.

But the curious gaze lasted only three seconds, and the girls turned back without interest.

"Hey, I feel like I've been despised just now." Lin Junming muttered quietly, but the Dapeng on the side didn't care.

He An glanced at Dapeng, who had a somewhat dazed expression, he knew that this guy must be thinking about pies in his mind now, because Dapeng had been babbling about eating that since last Friday, and he hadn't eaten it.

Both of them were a little off the line, and He An could only reply by himself: "Morning, classmate of Wencheng Temple." ”

And at this time, Wencheng Temple happened to walk to them. Wencheng Temple naturally placed his right hand on He An's left shoulder.

His expression was indifferent, his clear gaze looked directly into He An's eyes, and he whispered: "To be precise, we are not classmates, we are the same kind with similar identities." ”

Ah, this kid is here again. ’

He An was a little puzzled and thought that Wencheng Temple had just been here for two days, and he began to say this to He An.

What kind of thing, how can students and local tyrants with a living allowance of 100 yuan a day be the same kind?

He An thought incomprehensibly as he walked into the building.