On the first day of school, the sun that I hadn't seen for a long time rose early with the morning mist.

As February approaches, the long winter is coming to an end, and the breath of spring is coming with the warm sun. The temperature is starting to rise, and it is no longer as cold as the cold winter season.

Early in the morning, Bode Middle School was a routine flag-raising ceremony, and the playground of the University was full of students in uniform and uniform.

Su Wen stood in the ranks of uniforms wearing white winter sports uniforms, and the crowd at a glance seemed to annihilate her.

On the high flag-raising platform, boys in winter suits and school uniforms are overlooking the entire playground and giving powerful speeches by student representatives. The loudspeaker in the playground came out of the boy's hearty voice, bringing some comfort to the students who had been baptized by the boring flag-raising ceremony at the beginning of the school year.

As soon as the boy with a delicate face stood on the flag-raising platform, he instantly became the focus of everyone's attention, and the eyes of the girls in the audience shone with excitement.

As soon as the speech under the national flag ended, after the end of the class, the students of each class dispersed and walked in the direction of the teaching building, and the entire playground was instantly filled with the noisy sound of the vegetable market, and all kinds of discussions and chats came and went.

The dreary atmosphere at the flag-raising ceremony made this group of students suffocating.

"It's over! I'm about to be fascinated by Song Yu, what should I do?! Xie Yingying returned to the classroom with Su Wen and his entourage, and a girl's heart sprouted, and she stroked her left chest with her hand exaggeratedly, and said excitedly.

Zhang Xiaoli hit Xie Yingying mercilessly, "Guy who has no interest!" If there's another handsome guy, then you don't have to be stunned! ”

"That's different!" Xie Yingying's face turned crimson, "I used to be in the same class for so long, and I didn't think he was so good-looking, but now the more I look at it, the better it looks!" Wow! It's just Prince Charming! ”

"The squad leader is really handsome in that little suit!" Xu Leqiu echoed on the side, for Song Yu, Xu Leqiu is not familiar enough to call him by his name.

"Zhang Xiaoli, why do you say me?! Hum! Xie Yingying turned to puff up and said, "Who was intoxicated by a handsome little guy last night!" ”

"Humph! That's different! Zhang Xiaoli responded milkily, and her white and tender face showed a shy expression.

Xie Yingying couldn't get angry, "Hmph! How is it different? ”

Zhang Xiaoli and Xie Yingying hummed and chirped along the way, you and I said a word, and from time to time they scolded each other, arguing with each other. Su Wen and Xu Leqiu walked beside the two naïve little girls, and they were so amused that they covered their mouths and snickered from time to time.

Along the way, the chatter of the students also came and went, and some strange girls in other classes even discussed Song Yulai without exaggeration, just as they were crazy about the iceberg beautiful boy Ding Xinian in the first class.

It's also strange to say that there are a lot of beautiful girls in big cities, and there are countless beautiful women with or without characteristics. However, there are always very few handsome boys, so in front of a group of mediocre or crooked boys, boys with beautiful faces can be touted as class grass.

In the campus where beautiful teenagers are scarce, Ding Xinian, who has a delicate face and a cold temperament, was rated as a school grass by students with his amazing temperament and appearance at the beginning of his first year of high school, and became the dream lover of countless little girls in the school.

However, now, Song Yu, who originally had good popularity and reputation among various college students, has faded from the original immature appearance of Xiao Zhengtai, his height has grown jointed, and his facial features have become more and more angular and exquisite.

Speaking as a student representative at the flag-raising ceremony, he became the focus of attention of all the first-year high school students on the playground, so that on the way back to the classroom, the girls discussed the princely boy like a frying pot, and even more, fiercely compared Song Yu and the previously recognized school grass Ding Xinian, arguing endlessly about "which of them is more handsome".

"I think Song Yu is better looking than Ding Xinian!"

"Anyway, I think Ding Xinian is more handsome! How nice an iceberg! It's simply a copy of Jiang Naoki! ”

"It's like an ice cube, and I don't have an expression all day! How nice a sunny beautiful boy like Song Yu! Song Yu is my Prince Charming! ”

The staircases of the school building were crowded with students who flocked to the school after the flag-raising ceremony, and every time the flag-raising ceremony was held on Monday, students had to squeeze the stairs for more than ten minutes to reach the classrooms on the fourth floor.

While waiting in line to go up the stairs, Su Wen lowered his head and walked at the crowded staircase, surrounded by unfamiliar faces except for some classmates in his class. In the buzzing and noisy crowd, there are heated discussions among the girls from time to time.

The boy in the center of the topic, the boy who was debated by the girls about which is more handsome than the school grass, and the boy who was originally popular with countless girls was his former front table and current back table.

The boys in her mouth, the boys in her own eyes, began to diverge in two different directions.

Is it going to be more and more popular?

Su Wen's heart couldn't help but stagnate, as if he had seen the distance between him and Song Yu getting farther and farther away.

It's not that he in other people's mouths is contrary to him in Su Wen's eyes, but that she is silent and inconspicuous and contrary to him who shines brightly.

With a good family background, a cheerful personality, a talented personality, one of the best academic performance, and a handsome and handsome face, it is really against heaven for such a boy not to become the prince charming that girls dream of.

As a result, it is not difficult to understand that Song Yu quickly crushed the demeanor of the school grass in a short period of time, and became the direction of the feelings of all the girls in Bode Middle School.

Su Wen stubbornly believes that the distance between the two is getting farther and farther away, and he is even sad when he hears strange classmates express their longing for boys.

However, the princely boy she thought was out of reach was not affected by the praise of the school's group of girls, and he was still the same person before and after, and he never became arrogant or unpopular.

When he spoke, he was still gentle and kind, and his smile was always sunny and warm.

Walking side by side on the left hand side of the boys, near the direction of the classroom doors and windows, walking through the corridors of the classrooms, the wind was slightly cold, but the girls felt that their faces were getting hotter and hotter.

Finally walked to the end of the corridor and went down the stairs, and the girl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why are you so red?" Song Yu glanced at the girl's red face and couldn't help laughing.

Su Wen turned his face away angrily: "I won't walk with you next time!" ”

When passing through the corridors of the classes, I can always meet the girls looking at Song Yu with longing eyes. Walking side by side with the boys, Su Wen looked at the girls with both envy and questioning, even if he lowered his head all the way and didn't pay attention to the burning gaze, Su Wen was looked at by the girls with a little hostile gaze, not feeling glory at all, but extremely ashamed.

"What does this have to do with me?" Song Yu looked at the girl's dissatisfied eyes in puzzlement, blinked those beautiful eyes and said, "Is it possible to come with me, you feel embarrassed?" ”

"Do I have to be proud to be watched and looked at all the way?" Su Wen was angry in his heart, and when he was alone with Song Yu, he sprinkled it very naturally.

"Okay, you don't have to look at them, why do you care about other people's thoughts?"

Song Yu walked in front, stopped and looked up at Su Wen who was going down the stairs, the girl had an angry expression, her face was red to the root of her ears, and her reaction was cute.

"I'm not you! You're used to being watched, and I don't! Su Wen still said angrily, turning the shame of being watched by strange girls along the way into anger and sending it to the smiling boy in front of him.

"Haha~" The boy was not annoyed, but laughed very happily, "Then you can get used to it!" ”

"Humph!" The girl snorted lightly and didn't look at him, and walked past the boy inexplicably, with a posture of not getting along with each other.

"Because, you can't just stop coming with me because you don't like being noticed with me, right?"

The boy's clear voice came from behind him, and the girl's heart was pounding inexplicably, her back to the boy, and she quickened her pace downstairs as if she was fleeing.

In the activity room of the Literature Club of the Student Activity Center, President Ye Yifeng convened all members of the Literature Club to hold the first meeting of this semester.

Su Wen listened absentmindedly to Senior Ye Yifeng's speech at the front of the long table of the conference, and only felt that his cheeks were crimson with a high fever that did not go away.

Song Yu, as the perpetrator, sat on the chair next to Su Wen, with a leisurely smile on his face, looking at his indifferent appearance, Su Wen was inexplicably angry again.

"Su Wen!" Song Yu on the left touched Su Wen's arm with his arm, and the girl was immediately pulled back to reality from the fugue, "What do you think?" The president called you! ”

"Huh?" Su Wen was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop, his eyes widened in ignorance, and he hurriedly looked at Ye Yifeng, who was handsome at the front of the long table, and swallowed his saliva nervously, "Senior? ”

Ye Yifeng smiled generously at Su Wen and repeated his previous words: "Su Wen, do you think you can be qualified for the job of deputy director of the editorial department?" After a unanimous discussion among several of us, we would like to appoint you as the deputy head of the editorial department! ”

"Huh? Deputy Director of the Editorial Department? Su Wen's eyes widened in disbelief, looking incredulous, and then looked at Song Yu beside him, with the expression of approval from the other party.

"What are you waiting for?! Little Suwen! Song Yuanzhi, who was sitting on Ye Yifeng's right hand, smiled encouragingly, "We are unanimously optimistic about you!" ”

"I," Su Wen bit his lip, he borrowed courage from nowhere, and the girl's soft and firm voice could be heard in the quiet air: "I think I can give it a try!" ”

"Then, the current deputy ministers of various departments have been preliminarily determined!" Ye Yifeng announced to the meeting book on the conference table: "Su Wen, deputy director of the editorial department, and Song Yuanzhi, director of the editorial department, follow up; Xiong Qinzhi, deputy director of the U.S. Editorial Department, and Zhang Yuxiao, director of the U.S. Editorial Department, followed up; Ye Xiaoling, deputy director of the issuance department, and Wang Yichuan, director of the follow-up distribution department; Song Yu, deputy director of the Propaganda Department, followed up on the statement of the head of the Propaganda Department. ”

"I believe that the one-semester work experience as a deputy department will definitely bring you a good experience!"

Ye Yifeng swept the members of the meeting with dozens of people below, and his cordial smile did not lose the majesty of being the president, "In fact, the work of the deputy minister is not difficult, it is nothing more than to assist the ministers to complete the work of various departments, and finally print the newspaper." At the end of a semester, there is not a lot of work, and it can also help you understand the responsibilities and functions of each minister in advance. ”

The implication is that those who serve as deputy ministers of various departments of the Literary Society will be the best candidates for promotion to ministers in the later stage.