The new head teacher of the second and third classes of high school is a female teacher, surnamed Yu, who is just in her early thirties, and looks very young in the past.

She introduced herself on the podium when she was interrupted by the sound of a "report" coming from outside the door.

Someone was late on the first day of school?

Who has the guts to be so fat?

The students in the class all craned their necks to look at the door of the classroom, and from Ling Xing's angle, they couldn't see the front door of the classroom, so she simply saved the effort to look out.

Teacher Yu on the podium looked at her and was not angry, she looked at the classmates outside the classroom door: "Classmate, before entering the classroom, tell me the reason why you are late."

A clear voice belonging to a teenager came from outside the door: "I forgot to start school today, I overslept."

"Hahaha......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the quiet classroom was covered with a burst of laughter.

Teacher Yu shook his head helplessly: "Then you have to remember the time of school in the future, don't be late again, come in and sit."

The boy walked into the classroom, the seats in front of him were already full, only the last row was empty, he glanced at it cursoryly, and almost without hesitation, went straight to the last row.

When Ling Xing looked up, the boy happened to walk past her, and he didn't see what he looked like, only vaguely saw that his skin was very white.

"Ha~" Zeng Zhile's surprised voice came from his ears: "You can still be in the same class as Su Qingluo?"

Su Qingluo?

That guy just now?

Ling Xing thought about it seriously and was sure that he had never heard of this name, and it should be Zeng Zhile's friend.

Teacher Yu's interrupted self-introduction was seamless, and she spoke humorously, sometimes causing the students to laugh, and the class atmosphere was very harmonious.

Before the new books were sent, the students began to take turns to introduce themselves, and everyone usually introduced themselves in a few words, and when it was Ling Xing's turn at the back table, there were only three simple words-

"Su Qingluo."

That's it?

There was an eerie moment of silence in the class.

There will always be one or two backbones in each class, and Teacher Yu is not surprised and asks the next student to continue to introduce himself.

Not surprisingly, Ling Xing heard Qiu Yilin's voice again: "System, is that Su Qingluo the main character in the book?"

The electronic voice of the system sounded quickly: "No, he is just a cannon fodder character that the author has brought with a few strokes at random, mainly to highlight the excellence of the male protagonist, and the host does not have to waste time on him."

Qiu Yilin agreed happily: "Okay."

New books were quickly distributed, and for a while the whole classroom was filled with the smell of books.

Ling Xing wrote his name on the new book, Zeng Zhile leaned over his little head to look at it, and then praised: "Wow, you write so well~"

The envy in his tone was about to overflow.

What can a name tell?

It just so happened that Zeng Zhile was also writing his name on the new book, and Ling Xing also leaned over to take a look, and his expression instantly became a little indescribable.

Well, a name can at least be recognizable.

Isn't it said that seeing words is like seeing people?

Zeng Zhile, this guy has such good grades and looks so sweet, why is the word like a primary school chicken written?

Zeng Zhile sighed helplessly: "It's not a secret, I have lost a lot of marks in words every time I take the exam."

Ling Xing nodded: "I can see it."

At the same time, Ling Xing also knew that if Zeng Zhile's handwriting was good, she should not have a chance to rank above her.

Getting this realization on the first day of school was really not friendly to Ling Xing.

The two continued to write their own names, and as soon as they wrote two books, Ling Xing heard Ji Yan calling her, and she looked sideways.

The two of them are separated by an aisle, which is quite convenient to speak.

Ji Changchang is very good-looking, and every time he laughs, there is always a sense of gentleness that makes people feel comfortable.

Seeing Ling Xing looking over, the smile on Ji Yan's face deepened, and he was about to speak, when Qiu Yilin, who was sitting at the table in front of him, suddenly sat sideways and looked back at him.

Qiu Yilin's expression was deliberately surprised: "Classmate Ji Yan, it's really you, we are actually in the same class, so fate......"

To be honest, her expression of surprise was very pompous.

Moreover, when Ji Yan was introducing herself just now, Ling Xing obviously saw her looking back.

Ji Yan can only be regarded as half a straight man, although he is naïve but not stupid, in the face of Qiu Yilin's excessive enthusiasm, the smile on the corner of his mouth has narrowed a little: "Well, classmate Qiu."

"Ji Yan," Qiu Yilin didn't seem to see Ji Yan's coldness at all, and even changed her title, she took out a black notebook from the desk and handed it to Ji Yan: "This is the last time I borrowed your notes, I thought I wouldn't have a chance to return it to you......"

During the break, there was a commotion in the classroom, Ling Xing was too lazy to continue listening, turned his head and continued to write his name in the book.

When her name was written, the class bell rang.

Along with the class bell, there was a systematic electronic sound: "Ding! Congratulations to the host.,Get the male owner's favorability +1.,The current male owner's total favorability value is 3.,Please keep up the good work.。 ”

Ling Xing was really surprised, she had just seen that Ji Yan's expression was a little impatient, she didn't expect that in just a few minutes, Qiu Yilin would make him change his opinion of her?

Tut! This fucking life is really full of surprises.

Now she wants to know what luck points Qiu Yilin can exchange for her after collecting 20 favorability points?

It's not that she can't accept living in a book, but if Qiu Yilin relies on this disgraceful means to take away the fruits of her hard work, she will never let it go or give it up.

After all, that's the real stupidity.

What male and female protagonists? What luck?

After living for seventeen years, what did she want not get through her own efforts?

The noon class is basically to know each other with the teachers of various subjects, and the residual heat of the holiday has completely faded.

The teacher went out for the last ten minutes of school, and almost as soon as the teacher left, there was a commotion in the classroom on the back foot.

The new class president said decently: "Students keep quiet."

But he hasn't established his prestige yet, so he doesn't care about it at all, and the chat that his classmates should chat about is not ambiguous at all.

Zeng Zhile was quiet for two minutes, then put down the pen in his hand, sat sideways on the stool and looked at the back table.

Ling Xing unconsciously followed her to the back table.

The class was odd-numbered, and the last row behind them was the boy who was late.

And this will lie on his desk in ...... Go to bed?

Is it a sleeping god?

Ling Xing still remembered that the reason he was late was that he had overslept.

Zeng Zhile gently patted the table and whispered his name: "Su Qingluo?"

Nothing happened.

Zeng Zhile was not embarrassed at all, she continued to call him: "Su Qingluo? Su Qingluo? Su Qingluo? Su ......"

After a long time, Su Qingluo finally raised his head from the desk, and glanced at Zeng Zhile impatiently: "Say."

The attitude can be described as very cold.

Only then did Ling Xing see his appearance clearly, well, that shocking glance, she was not wrong at all, the young man's skin was indeed extremely white, and his facial features were as distinct as carvings, with edges and corners and handsome and abnormal.

Especially those two clear eyes, there is an indescribable clarity when looking at people, and they are very clean when they look at the past.

At this moment, Ling Xing suddenly remembered a sentence: You are the rain on the eaves of April, and you are also a shocking guest in the world.

This young man, who is beautiful enough to amaze his youthful years, turned out to be a cannon fodder that sets off the male protagonist?

This setting makes people somewhat incompetent, right?

Zeng Zhile's voice over there pulled back Ling Xing's thoughts as he ran away.

“…… Aren't you on the crane tail shift all year round? Why did you come to the third shift this time? ”

As we all know, the last shift of the crane is the bad shift.

Su Qingluo didn't bother to take care of her at all, so he was about to continue sleeping.

Zeng Zhile pressed his hands on his table and leaned forward: "If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I will keep annoying you and make you unable to sleep."

Su Qingluo frowned when he heard this, he was obviously even more impatient, in the end, he gave Zeng Zhile a reply: "I did two more questions in the final exam."

I did two more questions, and I went from the last shift of the crane to the third shift, isn't this guy blowing a bit big?

Zeng Zhile had an expression of "I know", and her voice was much more embarrassed: "Great God, can I ask you a question one last time?"

Su Qingluo lowered his eyelids and didn't squeak, completely thinking that Zeng Zhile was air.

Zeng Zhile was not discouraged: "Do you think I am expected to be the first in my grade this year?"

Ling Xing felt that she needed to remind her classmates that in the last final exam of her freshman year of high school, her grades were eleventh in the grade, one place lower than her, and she didn't even rush into the tenth grade.

Su Qingluo really didn't pay attention to her, but raised his eyes to look at Ling Xing: "Classmate."

The two looked at each other, and Ling Xing saw that his eyes were clean and clean, beautiful and beautiful, but very indifferent, looking at people like ancient wells, without a trace of waves.

With just one glance, he looked away: "Please take care of your tablemates, don't disturb me!"

With that, he lay down on the desk and continued to sleep.

Ling Xing "......"