"Are you asking for the beautiful me? But I'm sorry, with all due respect, after all, young people do what they have to do in a day and contribute several times more to society than these old people. The blonde boy stroked the long hair on his forehead, and with the other hand held a mirror and kept looking at his beauty.

"But, you're sitting in a special seat for the elderly, the young, the sick, and the disabled, right?" Kikyo still doesn't give up, the reason why she is eyeing the blonde boy is also out of this consideration, right? After all, those positions were deliberately reserved for the disadvantaged, but such a narcissistic and arrogant teenager would never give up his seat because of such a trivial matter.

Sure enough, as Jiang Xiaoxian expected, he replied like this.

"Isn't the position occupied by those people of the same nature?"

Even if Jiang Xiaoxian has an inexplicable bad feeling for Kikyo, after all, she is the one who saved her from a dream, and it is not a way for her to be embarrassed.

So he moved, and he walked over to the boy with a weak sense of presence. He whispered, "Can you please give up your seat to this old man?" ”

Jiang Xiaoxian's attitude was very modest, and his goal was achieved, and everyone's eyes converged on the chestnut-haired young man in an instant.

Although he was still expressionless, he must not be able to do extreme self-acting like the previous blonde boy in the face of such a forced palace-like scene, right?

"Yes, you can." He slowly stood up and left his seat empty, but glanced at Jiang Xiaoxian with some meaning.

"Thank you so much, what's your name? My name is Jiang Xiaoxian, I am from Shenzhou, look at your school uniform, we are from the same school, right? Jiang Xiaoxian did not retreat to the side of the bellflower, but stood beside the young man.

He has an inexplicable crush on this teenager, but he can't say why.

"Kiyotaka Ayakoji, we are from one school." Aya Koji replied.

Jiang Xiaoxian suddenly leaned into his ear and said softly: "I saw it just now, you glanced at the black-haired girl next to you, do you want her to give up her seat?" ”

"Ah, it's not really, it's just that everyone doesn't want to give up their seats, and I actually prefer to be able to sit comfortably and go to school."

"That's right, I'm really sorry, I think you're the most persuasive and kind guy in this carriage."

Aya Xiaolu suddenly stopped talking, he looked around the carriage again, everyone had just pretended not to care about themselves, but now there was not the slightest sign of morality being attacked.

Societies are inherently unequal, but if this kind of apparent fairness is not maintained even at the basic level, will such a society last?

Such a question arose in his heart.

"What are you thinking, suddenly your face is so serious, since we can meet on the same bus and talk, we must have some kind of fate. Maybe we'll be in the same class because of this fate, so let's make friends, how about it? Jiang Xiaoxian stretched out his right hand and said with a smile.

"Oh." Aya Xiaolu's reaction seemed to be half a beat slower, and after a second, he also stretched out his right hand and held Jiang Xiaoxian's hand.

"Haha, remember to copy any homework for me in the future." Jiang Xiaoxian withdrew his right hand, touched the back of his head, and said with some embarrassment.

"Oh, my grades are only barely passing, and I may not be able to help you sometimes." Ayakoji looked at his hand and continued.

Jiang Xiaoxian's eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible.

"How is it possible, I have always been very accurate in my opinion, you must have lied just now. I've seen you look like that many times, and it's an absolutely arrogant look that doesn't take everything into account and thinks you can control everything. ”

Because when his sister faces other people, she looks like a deep mountain and stagnant water.

He also gave her a name, the King's Contempt.

Oh, what about his sister? He just saw that there seemed to be a communication tool such as a mobile phone in his school bag, and he rummaged through the school bag and found his target in the corner.

Skillfully open the screen, enter my sister's mobile phone number, and then click to dial.

The phone rang after a long piano tone, and then it was finally answered.

"Hey, Jiang Zi, where are you?" Jiang Xiaoxian asked into the phone.

"What, you're already at school? What do you mean you forgot me on the bench? ”

"Forgot, I'm your brother, not your wallet, pet, or something, aren't you afraid of me losing such a big person?"

"What are you calling the police for? I'm talking about an assumption, and I didn't lose it. How can you think of your brother so much, you actually say that I am a road idiot, and I am on the bus alone. ”

"Where is this like a kindergarten child, forget it, I won't tell you, I was not happy to hear my brother's voice, and said that my brother I am a road idiot. Really, when I get home, see how I clean you up. ”

"What? How does this school close all contact with the outside world? Moreover, you and I are not actually in the same class? What ABCD four classes, messy. ”

"Is it considered graduation until you graduate from Class A? Am I the worst Class D? Isn't it, your brother and I just have poor academic performance and sports performance, so it's nothing, right? Oh, yes, the exam is only cultural and physical education. Then why did you even get me in, it's infuriating. ”

"Don't talk about it, let me be angry for a while."

"Goodbye."

Jiang Xiaoxian hung up the phone after speaking, where is this hell school, if you don't get to class A, you won't really graduate? Then why do you want to accept a guy like him with a grade crane, just to give those Class A students a foothold.

It's really infuriating, where is this school, it's a small society. It's still the kind of society that has strengthened its competitiveness.

"Qinglong, we may not be able to get to the same class, they are actually divided into classes according to their grades, which is really annoying, and only after graduating from class A can we be considered truly graduated. Isn't this just a hierarchy, it's just that it's better to study, what's so great. Jiang Xiaoxian cried helplessly.

"Poof." The dark-haired girl closest to them suddenly laughed, and that kind of smile was undoubtedly ill-intentioned.

"It's ridiculous that you are dissatisfied with the system of grading classes according to grades, this world is originally a world of hard-working people and gifted people standing tall, and their own abilities are insufficient, and they actually blame the society for being unfair. You guys are ridiculous. "Forget it about laughing, and even open your mouth to mock.

Jiang Xiaoxian couldn't bear it anymore, he concentrated on glancing at the black-haired girl. I was expecting a chance vision from just being in the park to appear, and sure enough, it appeared!

Before her clothes were completely stripped naked, Jiang Xiaoxian closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and after opening them again, she whispered to her, "You're wearing black today, right?" ”

"I didn't expect you to not only have low academic ability, but even your character is so bad!" The girl stood up slowly, followed by a long swing of her right arm, and her right hand was imprinted on Jiang Xiaoxian's face.

"Smack!"

was beaten, Jiang Xiaoxian covered his face, he stared at the girl fiercely, and retreated to a position a little farther away from her.