Sixth grade class, that should be this classroom, I knocked on the door of the classroom, pushed it open and walked in,

The classroom that was originally advertised became quiet in an instant, and everyone's eyes were cast on me.

"Who, this is? Wrong. ”

"Wow, this boy is so handsome."

"Who is this?"

Just when most of the students in the class were thinking about this question, a strong and tall boy walked over, his face was full of unfriendliness, he pulled my clothes and said,

"Who are you? I'm in the wrong class. ”

"Hello, I'm a freshman who just transferred, Qiu Zhiyi."

He pretended to be suspicious and said,

"Hello? Hello? ”

"Well, hello."

A girl in a long half-blue dress and long hair walked by, she looked me up and down, there was a twinkle in her eyes, and she seemed to be very satisfied.

She doesn't look good, but she is dressed very exquisitely, with a famous brand, with a unique temperament, which looks a little too outstanding.

"Hello, I'm the class president, my name is Nan Jing, the teacher mentioned to me yesterday that there is a new transfer student, there was something just now, I'm sorry I didn't come to greet you."

"It's okay, where is my seat?"

She pointed to the last row by the window, and I nodded,

"Yo, it's a good location, I like it."

"Yes, this is the least popular place in the class, and you actually said it was good?"

"Well, each location has unique characteristics, and I love it here, I'm satisfied."

"Unique? Peculiarity? ”

"Oh no, I like the back seat, which is a little more relaxed."

The stout boy came up to me, and he looked up at me and said,

"Ah, okay, hello, my name is Lu Kang and I am the sports committee member of the class, and you will be under my control in the future."

"I'm not in your hands."

"Can't you understand me?"

I smiled slightly, no matter how cruel the other party was, in my eyes he was just a primary school student, and I didn't need to worry about him because of this.

"I advise you to be honest, I brought a mobile phone, and I'm turning on the recording, if you don't want the teacher to criticize you, don't mess with me honestly, otherwise I will let every parent know the content of the recording."

He looked at me incredulously, with a scared look on his face,

I looked at the way he looked, and I laughed in my heart,

Sure enough, children have to be taught like this, if they are too used to it, they will get an inch.

"I was wrong, don't send the recording to the teacher."

I shook my hand and went back to my seat,

"Don't worry, as long as you don't mess with me."

Lu Kang and they also returned to their seats one after another, at this time the class bell rang, and a boy in black clothes walked in secretly, he didn't dare to say a word, and his steps were very light, but he still caught my attention, I saw him, it was the boy who had just squatted in the corner,

At the same time as he walked in, many students noticed him, and after a while the class was in a commotion, and a bald boy sitting next to me patted me with his hand.

"Hey, freshman, that person is Da Yangyang, a famous writer in our class."

"Big sheep? Famous writer? ”

"Yes, that's right, he sat at the back of the two of us, the last seat in the class, and his essay was written like a cartoon, which caused the class to laugh every time."

"Is his surname Yang?"

"It's not him, it's a big sheep, also called a big beggar, by the way, my name is Zhang Xiaoqi, you can call me Zhang Xiao, where are you from? So powerful? Even the sports committee is afraid of you. ”

I chuckled softly and did not answer his words,

"The boy? What's his name? ”

"Who?"

"That's what you just said."

"Big Sheep?"

"Well, that's right."

"His name is Gao Mingzhe, and he is the one who made the teacher angry."

My mind was suddenly in chaos, Gao Mingzhe? How is this possible, is he Gao Mingzhe? In the mirror of Nick Sawyer, another Gao Mingzhe I am talking about? How could we possibly run into it here? Is this also a choice of fate?

"Hey, hey." Zhang Xiao lined me up, I came to my senses,

"What's wrong?"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Qiu Shiyi."

As I spoke, Gao Mingzhe walked past me, and when he heard me say my name, he glanced back at me, with a hint of meaning in his eyes,

I wanted to call him, but he didn't give me any chance, just sat down in his seat and didn't say a word.