An Yuexi walked on the road, and the flying flakes often surrounded the green poplars left and right, the catkins before the wind, and the smoke and rain in the lonely half of the city. Flying or stained clothes, or fluttering faces, entangled.

The girls on campus laughed and laughed, and the boys chased and beat me, chirping and pouring out the breath of youth. Especially the girls' black miniskirts with stockings disturb the restless hearts.

On the red brick school building is a large inspiring slogan: 100 years of planning, education-oriented.

"Yuexi!"

A sweet voice came from behind him, and An Yuexi didn't have to guess to know that it was her best friend, Feng Weiwei.

Feng Weiwei's dress today still has a little French romance. A small dark purple shirt with a stand-up collar and thin lilac lace at the neckline and cuffs, and a black midi skirt with a gauze and thin silver threads.

This may be related to Feng Weiwei's deceased French father, who reveals a romantic French flavor all over his body.

Feng Wei is only educated, approachable, gentle and polite, calm and intelligent, and is the ideal goddess for all boys. However, Feng Weiwei's face has been a little haggard recently, and he has lost a lot of weight.

There are four school flowers in Yucai No. 1, and An Yuexi and Feng Wei deservedly occupy two of them.

For such a long time, there are naturally many suitors for the two, not a hundred but eighty, but their focus is still on studying, and they have no idea of falling in love. Maybe the destined Prince Charming got lost with a crystal slipper, so it didn't come for a long time.

"Yuexi, let's go, if you are caught by the dean of teaching and being late, you will have to read the review book in front of all the teachers and students at the flag-raising ceremony in the stadium next Monday."

Indeed, An Yuexi looked back and found that the black Audi A6L of the teaching director was blocked at the school gate, intercepting the latecomers who were galloping one by one.

The second and fifth classes of high school, a large family of forty-eight people, have a male-female ratio of approximately 5:3.

Other classes have already started to read aloud before class, and slogans similar to "Go all out, I am Superman" are ringing, but An Yuexi's class is still playing and playing.

Naturally, the one who caused a commotion was the distinctive figure in the class - Meng Fanxu.

Meng Fanxu is an authentic official of the third generation. His grandfather is the deputy mayor, his father is the vice principal of the Yucai No. 1 Middle School, and his mother is the political commissar of the economic investigation detachment of the city police department.

Perhaps inheriting the excellent genes of previous generations, Meng Fanxu looks a bit like Cai Xukun who will be prosperous in the future.

"Whoever can eat this burger in twenty seconds is his!" Meng Fanxu proudly took out a brand new 20 yuan and slapped it on the table, with the heat that he had just taken out of the bank.

As the saying goes, there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and a 1.85-meter-old boy jumped to the front and became the first challenger.

His name is Liu Guoshuai, although he wears glasses, he does not have the slightest intellectual atmosphere, he looks average, he basically has no sense of existence when thrown in the crowd, he is one meter eighty-five tall, but his IQ and EQ are worrying.

As we all know, Liu Guoshuai is the captain of the school's national flag guard, and his interest is to play basketball (although he plays very badly), and he plays better with Meng Fanxu, so he can be regarded as a small follower.

An Yuexi and Feng Weiwei were accustomed to this kind of scene, and the two of them sat in their seats one after another, watching with great interest a good show that was being staged.