The life in high school is much more depressing and stressful than the life in junior high school, as if every student has to study hard in order to cope with the college entrance examination in the future, for fear that they will be worse than others. At the same time, because of age, the restlessness and rebellion of youth are also bound by heavy schoolwork, just waiting for liberation after the college entrance examination!

And Ye Cheng seems to be a forgotten corner of youth, when other classmates are complaining about the teacher's horror, leaving a bunch of homework that can't be completed, and there is no time to play computer games, he studies silently by himself, as if nothing can attract his attention. He is a good student in the eyes of the teacher, an iceberg scholar in the hearts of his classmates, and nothing else, no one knows what kind of person he is, let alone anyone knows the hurt in his heart, even his parents have no choice, they can only hope that one day he can think of it himself. Just when Ye Cheng himself thought that life would be spent like a pool of stagnant water, a transfer student came to the class.

Ye Cheng clearly remembered that it was a sunny day, and the head teacher led a tall and thin boy with a smile on his face to the class, telling everyone that this was a new transfer student, and asked him to introduce himself.

"Hello everyone, my name is Liu Xiao, the willow of the willow tree, smiling and smiling, everyone must not read it wrong, read it into school, I have been talked about since I was in elementary school, and I haven't changed it until now, but it doesn't matter if I read it wrong, although I have been nagged for so many years, but I have always had a good brain, and I haven't kept it, so I don't care. After saying that, the whole class laughed.

"Okay, everyone keep quiet, now it's class, the students have taken out their books, well, now there is still a vacant seat in Ye Cheng, Liu Xiao, you can go to Ye Cheng and sit down." The teacher pointed to Ye Cheng and said to Liu Xiao.

"Good teacher. Liu Xiao strode towards Ye Cheng with his schoolbag on his back, and chatted with Ye Cheng while packing up his textbooks: "Hello, my name is Liu Xiao, you can also call me to stay in school, your name is Ye Cheng, will I call you Dacheng in the future?" Liu said with a smile.

Ye Cheng didn't look at Liu Xiao in the future, because it didn't matter if he was at the same table in his heart, but when he heard Liu Xiao shouting that he was a big success, he seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look at him. Liu Xiao saw Ye Cheng taking care of him, and smiled at him like a flower, Ye Cheng noticed that Liu Xiao's eyes were big when he wasn't smiling, and he was very attentive, and when he smiled, his eyes were crooked, like two bays of crescent moons, which made him think of Xin Xiangxiang, the eyes of the two of them looked very similar, which made him fall into memories.

When Liu Xiao saw Ye Cheng turn around, he thought he had something to say. As a result, he only looked at himself and didn't speak, which made him feel weird, so he had to drag his clothes and remind him quietly. "Hey, you're back to your soul, what do you think? In a daze, after a while, the teacher saw it and should be criticized again. Liu Xiao muttered.

"I'm sorry, I thought of something just now, okay, you can call me Dacheng in the future, and I'll tell you to stay in school. Ye Cheng looked at Liu Xiao with a smile.

"Hey, hey, don't, I'm just polite, can we stop shouting to stay in school? Liu smiled and looked at Ye Cheng flatteringly.

"No, you just told the whole class to call you to stay in school, why can't I do it, it's decided. After Ye Cheng finished speaking, he turned his head and stopped looking at Liu Xiao. Only Liu Xiao was left alone, smiling bitterly and digging a pit and jumping by himself. Ye Cheng, who noticed Liu Xiao's appearance, showed a bad smile that teased people, just like when he teased Xin Xiangxiang before, and the classmates behind Ye Cheng and Liu Xiao, who witnessed all this, felt that they must not have woken up today, or were still dreaming, how could the thousand-year-old iceberg actually laugh and play tricks on people, oh my God, should he go to buy lottery tickets?