Shan Wenting secretly looked at this side face of Chao Simeng, and her expression was intoxicating.

The sky has eyes, and since then the sea has jumped with fish.

Live up to your youth, and let the birds fly the day after tomorrow.

The smell of fried chicken was still billowing in my throat, and the icy lemonade filled my mouth again. The great husband was born between heaven and earth, and it should be like this!

Okay, I'm not a big husband, but I should be.

The paths on the campus are all full of shadowy light.

It's funny to say, there was no distance between each other when we were young. She admires him like a god, and he thinks she is as soft as a withered branch.

And as she grows older, she only dares to lower her eyebrows at this moment. It can be regarded as a portrayal of the consistent state of mind.

He should be generous and conform to her psychological needs. I never thought that the man who seemed to be young and old, and the man with his arms and arms had become twisted!

Boys seem to be born with a lack of perception of awkwardness and ambiguity. Shan Wenting followed behind her brother and repeatedly tugged at her clothes.

She had thought of a thousand encounters. She said to herself again and again in her heart, as long as I have enough thoughts, my brother and I will definitely see each other again.

I think about it sadly, and I think about it when I wear it. One day, the slate of longing was really perforated.

Her thoughts and tenderness poured out of this hole. But I forgot the stone with the hole, and it was still the same stone.

Now that the longing for many years has come true, let's take a kick. Don't let yourself be the heroine of a bloody romantic drama on a college campus.

Maybe he's not ready, maybe he's forgotten what he's promised, maybe it's not her, his heart belongs somewhere else.

I don't know if he was really as colorful as the messages described in the three years of high school.

Anyway, in the three years of high school, some of them only had three more lights and five more chickens. Some are just five-year college entrance examinations and three-year simulations. Some are just a corner of the bottom of their hearts that misses him to the bone.

The hands that were stirring the placket of their clothes finally stopped. sighed slightly in his heart: Hey, he shouldn't let himself touch the back of his head on the side of the court.

Don't say that there is a difference between men and women, at least this performance is abnormal enough not to see for many years. Could it be that my brother is really elm's head is not open?

But seeing him smiling so brightly, he wasn't unhappy. It's so hard to fathom people's hearts. What the hell should I do?

Ai Ai was walking all the way in silence, defenseless. The elm head in front of him opened his mouth coldly: Sister, are there any familiar classmates or good friends who have been admitted together?

Well, ah, this, there is. Two of my high school classmates were admitted with me.

But for the time being, I don't know what department they are applying for. Another day, I met and introduced you to my brother. What about you, did any of your high school classmates get in together?

Of course, my high school classmates you just met on the field. It was the strong man who left last, named Li Sirui.

The strong man Li Sirui has a large skeleton of more than 180 centimeters. Only five or six years ago, some people said that Li Sirui would have a strong height of 1.8 meters in the future, but that was simply nonsense.

Li Sirui, a third-year junior high school student, slumped his back when he saw the sky. Sit under the blackboard at the back of the classroom in the "Newspaper Garden".

In terms of the order of seating in the classroom, he should have been seated in the front row of the guard area with a knife. However, he is too tall, even if he is leaning over intentionally or unintentionally, he still looks a lot taller than his other classmates.

Normally, a few seats around the table on the teacher's podium. We call it the Guards with Knives.

The first five rows of seats facing the podium are always in the teacher's line of sight, which can be called VIP seats.

The seats on either side of the classroom are for the general public. And the rows of seats near the back door of the classroom can be regarded as a proper entertainment area and leisure area for students.

Zhang Saiwen and Li Sirui are the only two students sitting in the leisure area. The reason is simple, they are too tall for their classmates. It also counts for ordinary middle school students.

I still remember that the sky was clear that day, and Li Sirui was copying words under the board newspaper garden.

The head teacher walked in from the back door of the classroom with a boy half a head taller than him.

Although it was recess, the scumbags in the back row were still in chaos in an instant, and the chickens and dogs were gone.

Next to Li Sirui's seat are two sets of empty tables and chairs that students usually use to write boards and newspapers. The head teacher pointed to one of the tables and chairs and said, "You can sit here."

Then he turned his head and winked at Li Sirui, and said with a strange smile: Li Sirui, this is the newly transferred classmate Zhang Saiwen. He is also very powerful, and the two of you usually have to help each other and make progress together.

After finishing speaking, he didn't even look at the scumbags next to him, and he didn't even bother to go through the aisle between the chairs, so he turned around and walked directly through the back door of the classroom.

Li Sirui owed a stiff shoulder, and wanted to express his determination to the teacher. Unexpectedly, the teacher didn't look at it much, but turned around and left.

What he didn't expect was that the newcomer Zhang Saiwen actually approached him while Shi Shiran dragged him across the table and chairs. While smirking in response to his owe: You're welcome, you're welcome.

We are classmates, and you are not very polite.

The scumbags laughed, but Li Sirui saw that his shoulders collapsed again.

Zhang Saiwen originally thought that he would be angry, annoyed, laughing, and even using his hands.

As a result, nothing happened, and the guy just went back limp again. It's really surprising.

While taking out the book and pen from his schoolbag, he made up his mind in his heart: straighten these disgusting shoulders, otherwise I am afraid that he will affect my mood.

The standoff between the two sides took place just a week later. In the first mock exam, Li Sirui scored 721 points on his shoulders, and the nasty guy sitting next to him scored 726 points.

Li Sirui's face was incredible, and he took advantage of the recess to ask in a flattering tone: Classmate, why did you transfer in the last semester after you did so well in the exam?

Zhang Saiwen grinned and replied to him with a nonchalant face: Classmate, why do you keep slumping your back so well in the exam?

Li Sirui thinks this girl is sick. I'm kind enough to talk to you, but are you poking me in the backbone? I shouldn't have opened my mouth if I knew I wouldn't have opened my mouth, it's so unlucky.

In the afternoon chemistry class review, Zhang Saiwen rubbed his back against the wall behind him.

The spitting chemistry teacher on the podium instantly became furious: Who is that! New here, what's that called? Is Zhang Saiwen you? Stand up and you give it to me! How much did you take the physicochemical synthesis model?

Zhang Saiwen stood up and looked directly at the chemistry teacher on the podium with a calm face: Report teacher, 100 points.

How many points is the language?

145 points teacher

What about mathematics?

150 points

What about English?

Zhang Saiwen, who was standing, scratched his head, a little embarrassed: 140 points

What about history and politics? Is it a perfect score?

No, the teacher, politics is only 91, and history is a perfect score.

Sit down.