Turn back the clock to three years ago.

At that time, Jian Han had just been promoted to Hengyuan No. 1 Middle School, and he always wore a walkman to brush up on questions after class, with few words, a single expression, and he didn't care much about people.

At best, it's called cold and noble, but realistically, it's stupid, paralyzed, and impolite, and it's really a waste of the pair of little pear vortex that is so sweet that they can pinch out honey when they laugh.

She is not good at socializing, she has few friends around her, only Su Pei sticks to her all day long, and she can't wait to even go to the toilet hand in hand.

Su Pei is used to this girl's mouth, one person can speak the words of two people, and often jokes that when she is expressionless, she drags it like a twenty-five or eighty-thousand, "Tsk, if it weren't for the two of us being best friends for seven years, I would have seen you unpleasant!" The little girl looks so iconic, she smiles more when she is fine-"

"Laughing all day long, are you in a hurry to grow nasolabial folds?" Jian Han usually replied unceremoniously while brushing up on the questions, and occasionally kindly reminded Su Pei, who ran across two large groups to occupy the seat at her front table, "There are still two minutes to class." ”

After entering high school, they were divided into different classes, Jian Han was in class three, Su Pei was in class ten, just upstairs and downstairs, Su Pei couldn't be idle, and ran to class three when he had nothing to do, like a member of the editor.

She always likes to lie on the window of the third class and wave her hand inside, "Jian Han, let's eat together at night, Mansheng and I are waiting for you in the hall." ”

Gu Mansheng is the third member of their small group, a southerner, who followed his mother to S City in the fifth grade of primary school, is small, speaks with a little Jiangnan accent, and his appearance is not amazing but smart.

Jian Han was disgusted with Su Pei's nagging, it was better to brush up on two more questions if she had this time, but every time she would run over and stuff her with two white rabbit toffee.

One for her, one for Mansheng.

It seems like a tacit agreement, and you will never be lonely on a day when you have toffee.

Hengyuan No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in S City, ranking among the top three in several colleges and universities in the north, and can teach several Tsinghua University and Peking University every year, with an online rate of 93%.

When he entered the school, Jian Han tied for first place with a boy who was directly promoted from Hengyuan High School, with the same score, but he was ranked behind him because of the order of the student number.

Although classmate Jian was calm on the surface, he was still unconvinced in his heart, and regarded this first place as an opponent that had to be defeated early on, and even childishly wrote him down in his diary.

"Chi Guiyan, I want to be my subordinate."

At that time, they had not yet met, but his name had been written into her territory one by one. Perhaps it is because of this that the later story seems so logical.

In the first year of high school, because there is no division of arts and sciences, the top 40 in the grade are uniformly assigned to the best sunshine class. The head teacher, Lao Wang, is a middle-aged and elderly boy with a super sense of ceremony, and on the first day of school, he asked the class to introduce themselves one by one according to the ranking of their grades, and also write their names on the blackboard.

Jian Han originally thought that he would scoff at this kind of boring and time-wasting activity in his life, but he had thought that Zhenxiang would always come in such a timely manner. Someone is using herself as a lesson plan, so that she deeply understands why there is a word called "lust and wisdom".

Chi Guiyan is like a full-score senior who will appear in most campus novels, from his name to his person, he exudes the shining light of "study hard and make progress every day".

The wide blue and white school uniform was worn by him well, the cuffs were neat and clean, and the lining was a white shirt with a stand-up collar, buttoned to the head, which was quite ascetic. His eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and even the corners of his eyes are stacked with smiles, as if there is a light and wind and moon, so that people can't take their eyes off it. The handwriting left on the blackboard is a beautiful line, the pen is rigorous, and it looks both atmospheric and conservative, and like himself, he can't find any faults.

She watched him stand on the podium and return to his seat, her eyes unconsciously softened, and for a moment she felt that it was not bad to have such an opponent.

When it was his turn, Jian Han put down the pen in his hand, walked up to the podium generously, and only left the next sentence "It's a pleasure to meet everyone, please take care of me in the future" and finished, and the action was completed in one go. Only when the name of the board was written, he hesitated for two seconds before writing "Jian Han" next to "Chi Guiyan".

This is the first time she has been careful in front of everyone, and it is also the first time that she has been forced to be calm while shaking her hands.