Chapter 39: What the hell is going to be
At 6:30, the rising sun pierced through the mist and gradually brightened the sky, the playground was full of teachers and classmates, the old campus radio played the eternal entrance music, the teams of each class quickly assembled, and the uniform school uniform and standing posture made the scene look very pleasing to the eye.
Wei Qiao took Ruan Zhizhou to avoid the red armband patrol team, and stumbled around a long circle before returning to the class team safely.
"Brother Zhou, you are too tall, just stand at the back of the team." Wei Qiao looked forward at the average altitude of the class and said with heartfelt emotion.
Ruan Zhizhou didn't respond much, just said "um", the expression on his face was very light, and he looked a little fierce. The uniform made him uncomfortable, and the rough sewing process rubbed against the surface of the skin, further catalyzing the allergic reaction, and the skin that came into contact with the air began to become red and itchy, but fortunately it was not an unbearable symptom.
"Brother Zhou, why did it take so long for school for you to come to school, this Thursday is the midterm exam, do you have time to study?" Wei Qiao is a typical self-cooked, and after being quiet for a while, he came back to talk.
"There's a delay." Ruan Zhizhou glanced at him with the first question in one sentence, and asked rhetorically, "Why, look down on naked exams?" ”
"How dare you, these days, those who dare to take the naked exam are all big guys!" Wei Qiao praised it for granted, and in his impression, the so-called "naked exams" were all people saying "no study and no certainty" in front of them, and they were all little experts in learning. Since Ruan Zhizhou can enter the sunshine class, it means that there are two times, although he did not come to school, but he must have put in a lot of effort behind it.
It's a shame that Ruan Zhizhou doesn't know how to read minds, if he knows his true inner activities, he definitely thinks that he has encountered a neuropathy, the young master is beautiful and rich, what is wrong with doing something, he has to study?
"Dress is not standardized, points will be deducted." As he was talking, a person suddenly appeared behind him, short, looking only 170, with a pair of thick myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose, a notebook in his hand, a red armband pinned to his left arm, and the words "just and upright" seemed to be written on his face.
"Make no mistake, you still have to deduct points if you wear a school uniform?" Ruan Zhizhou loosened the strap, and he was really a little depressed.
"The zipper is not drawn, and the neckline of the lining is too low." The little man pointed out his question one by one, opened the registration book in his hand, and asked, "What is the name of the third class of high school?" ”
As soon as these words came out, the girls in the next class who were just quietly looking at the handsome guys all pricked up their ears for a while, and their eyes flashed with ignorance and shyness.
"Brother dei, you're boring!" Wei Qiao secretly looked at the expressions of both sides, and after thinking about it, he immediately jumped out to play a round, "This is a new classmate in our class, give me a ......"
"Hey, isn't it just not zippered!" Before he finished speaking, a girl wearing a red armband ran over, snatched the registration book from the little man's hand with lightning speed, and said to Ruan Zhizhou vigorously, "Hurry up, classmate, pull it up!" ”
Ruan Zhizhou raised his eyebrows, put the harp pendant on the necklace into his clothes, and then slowly zipped up his school uniform.
The little man was obviously very dissatisfied with this situation, but in the end he didn't say anything, and unceremoniously took back the registration book from the girl's hand, and walked away without looking back.
"React fast enough, Sister Ai!" Wei Qiao grinned and praised Li Ai manually.
"That's it, it's incumbent on you to defend the handsome guy!" Li Ai raised his chin at him, and the next second he looked at Ruan Zhizhou intently, and asked, "Ruan Zhizhou, why didn't you reply to my note last time?" ”
Note?
Ruan Zhizhou looked at her fixedly for a few seconds, his thoughts continued to swing between remembering and forgetting, and suddenly, a brilliant smile overflowed on his lips, and he said, "I'm back, but it's ......."
"But?"
"Give it to Jian Han."
When the words landed, the two sides immediately fell into an unspeakable silence, and a familiar voice came from the radio at the right time, "The flag-raising ceremony of the sixth week of Hengyuan No. 1 Middle School starts now-"
The atmosphere became weird unconsciously, Li Aipi pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile, glanced at a certain middle envoy with resentment, and a certain middle envoy looked at the culprit with a cold heart, the culprit listened leisurely to the radio that just sounded, and the male and female voices on the radio cooperated with each other in a sophisticated and tacit understanding......