The date when Xue Rou returned to school was the same as Xue Bai's start of school.

Xue Rou’s ticket was in the afternoon, so there was no hurry. When Xue Bai was about to leave, Xue Rou was still slowly tidying up her luggage.

Xue Bai stood beside Xue Rou: "Let's go, sister, don't miss me."

Xue Rou checked her makeup bag and facial mask foundation, and there were also a lot of liquid: "Well, I wish you to get into Peking University." After that, Xue Rou kicked Xue Bai and raised her chin, "Please take those books for me."

"Don't go to Peking University." Xue Bai walked over and picked up the book, put it in, pulled the suitcase with Xue Rou, picked it up hard, patted his palms, and said, "I prefer a slow-paced life, Nanjing is very good."

Xue Rou raised her eyes and said lightly: "Well, it's true that you can't be fast."

"..." Xue Bai choked, "Don't you feel embarrassed to say such old-fashioned words?"

Xue Rou stood up, pulled the corner of her clothes, helped Xue Bai drag her suitcase to the door, and leaned on the door frame: "No, let's go, I'm going to be late, I won't send it away, don't fight at school, please come to me if you have something to do."

Xue Bai said: "What are you looking for? Please help me with it."

Xue Rou said: "Help you contact a better hospital and see if there is any chance to practice your skills."

""Simple and crude without any emotion, my dear sister.

Xue Bai curled his lips and went to school.

He is the only one living in Xue Bai's dormitory.

He longed to have roommates in his heart, but the school attached great importance to people of his level of study, and was worried that arranging roommates would affect his learning efficiency, so he specially divided two single dormitories, one in Xue Bai lived, and the other in a room waiting for someone with destiny.

Other dormitories, upper and lower bunks, electric fans, and public bathrooms; Xue Bai's dormitories, single beds, air conditioning, and private bathrooms.

It’s better to live alone, no one will come to ask questions when writing questions, and no one will be discovered even if they go over the wall in the middle of the night.

Xue Bai returned to the dormitory and simply packed up his things. He didn't set out to the classroom until the preparatory bell rang twice and was about to start class.

The afterglow of the winter vacation has not passed yet, and the classroom that has just started school is lively.

"Brother Xue, it's early!"

"Brother Xue is here so early?"

"What's the matter early, it's almost time to start class."

"I'm still very handsome today, Brother Xue!"

Class 2, 4th grade high school is at the end of the corridor on the third floor. Xue Bai is very popular and generous. He knows everyone. Not to mention anything else, he only copied his homework almost all year round, and basically observed the things he had never copied. As he walked along the way, some people poked their heads out of the window and said hello to him. Xue Bai greeted him with a series of hands, and his popularity was comparable to that of celebrities.

When we arrived at the fourth squad, the squad leader Shen Qi was maintaining order.

Shen Qizheng was born as a class monitor. He had a strong voice. He stood on the podium and directed the assignment in an orderly manner: "The representatives of each class received a homework."

"It was Wang Yangyang's turn to the group of the student on duty last semester. The next group was connected, the Labor Committee took it, arranged the desks and chairs, and wiped the windows. Thank you..."

"Sports Committee Sports Committee! Are you listening? Belly! Take a few boys to Building 2 with me to move books. Hey, Brother Xue? Here I'm here, do you want to move books together?"

"Okay." Xue Bai responded.

No. 1 Middle School does not have a special art class, but only has liberal arts classes. Class 1 to Class 6 are science classes, and Class 7 and Class 8 are liberal arts classes.

Class 4 is the leader of science classes, and the average score in each exam is always the best.

There are no extreme poor students in Class 4. Even those with average grades are basically maintained at the average grade level of the year. They never drag the class down. Add a scholar who has almost full marks in Xue Baike. One person's grade can raise the average score of the whole class by three or four points.

After the second grade of high school, Class 4 was basically not demolished, so a few new classmates came in, and the teacher at the beginning of the school year was not changed. Except for the math teacher, the man who was pregnant and went back to have a baby, and this semester he changed a new one.

Xue Bai's position is in the last row.

This academic master with personality thinks the things taught in class are too simple. He occasionally checks online classes in class, does college entrance examination questions, and sits in front and plays with his mobile phone to worry about affecting other students, so he simply moves to the last row.

No teacher thinks that Xue Bai is out of style, so his grades are there. Sitting behind him, he can still teach him a little worse grades, which is a win-win situation.

The first lesson of the school year is often the class teacher delivering a forty-five-minute speech on the podium.

Liao Xi, the head teacher of Class 2 and 4 of Grade 2, is very worried and very good at speaking. She looks like she is around forty years old, but her mentality is explosive and young, and she is in a mingling with the students of Class 2 and 4 of Grade 2.

"The new semester is new, everyone has grown up, I am very pleased! Don't spend New Year's money randomly, save some review materials, the second semester of the second year of high school is a process that connects the past and the future. Everyone has become accustomed to the life of subject division and is facing the pressure of getting into the third year of high school. After teaching this semester, you will enter a round of review. The difficulty will be relatively high, so everyone should continue to work hard!"

"I am still your best brother Xi. If you have any questions, you can come to the office to find me."

"This semester, our math teacher went back to have a baby. Another one was Director Lin, who was the top scorer in the last semester. She was a bit fierce, but everyone should get along well with the new teacher!"

"I hope everyone will study hard in the new semester, improve every day, and decide the city and school they like as soon as possible, stick it on the corner of the table to give them motivation and encouragement to their learning path."

Liao Xi was speaking vigorously on the podium and didn't notice the movements below. A message suddenly came from the class group. Everyone was restless and whispered to each other, and took out their cell phones from the drawer.

Wang Yangyang: I suddenly remembered something!

Wang Yangyang: Isn’t my brother studying in the next vocational college? Then when I went back last night, my brother told me...

Wang Yangyang is a girl sitting in the first row, a literary and artistic committee member, about 1.5 meters tall, and is very cute. She likes the second dimension and often goes to comic exhibitions in various places. Therefore, she met people from different schools and always finds a lot of interesting gossip from various channels.

The life of high school students revolves around learning, and there is not much talk. The vast gossip is the source of happiness for Class 2 and 4 of high school.

The school speech was about excitement, and Liao Xi suddenly stopped and glanced at the audience. Wang Yangyang quickly put away his cell phone, and when he took it out, he had already replied to a series of news below.

-What?

-What happened last night?

-What did your brother say?

-??????

-Don't suck our appetite.

Xue Bai was also playing with his mobile phone. He was playing openly, with the kind of book stall open on one side and placed directly on the table.

Liao Xi continued to speak endlessly, and Wang Yangyang observed for a while before continuing to send a message.

Wang Yangyang: My brother said that two school tyrants started fighting at our school gate last night.

Wang Yangyang: I heard it was very tragic and blood flowed like a river. I don’t know how to clean it up this morning.

-Damn it?

-Really fake?

-What's going on? Why did you suddenly come to our school gate?!

-Did the blind man bring a gun? Where is the other one?!Does he carry any weapons?

The group started to discuss.

The legendary characters have a huge influence. No matter what the two mysterious, terrifying and creepy school tyrants do, even if they move their fingers, they will cause huge waves among the high school students.

Xue Bai's fingers were stunned at the news interface of the Banqun:...

Farting, how can you do it?

He didn't even move his fingers.

Xue Bai was about to type and defend his other identity. Before he could leave his fingers, Wang Yangyang sent two more messages in the class group.

Wang Yangyang: By the way, when I went to the office to hand in my homework today, I heard that there would be a transfer student in our class.

Wang Yangyang: From the No. 7 Middle School.

Wang Yangyang: I don’t know what it looks like.

The girls were even more excited about the topic of transfer students, and they discussed when the transfer students would come, whether they were men or women, how good their grades were, and whether they were handsome or not.

Xue Bai made a shameless statement.

Your Brother Xue: That must be less handsome than me.

Quite narcissistic.

The class door was knocked.

Liao Xi paused his speech and said, "Please come in". Someone pushed the door and walked in.

The door of the classroom in Class 4 is an iron door. The bolt is a little rusty and will make a long "creak" sound when it is slowly pushed open.

No. 1 Middle School has strict requirements on clothing. Everyone must wear school uniforms on the first day of school. In the words of the principal, high school students must be neatly arranged to be energetic.

But the man who came in was not wearing a school uniform, a simple gray sweater, a turtleneck sweater and ripped jeans inside, which was very fashionable. The man's eyebrows and eyes were very deep, the corners of his mouth were pursed in a straight line, and his whole face looked nothing warm at all. He stood on the podium with long hands and feet, looking like a cold and cold atmosphere that no strangers could get close to him.

As soon as I saw the face of the transfer student, the girl in the class suddenly became excited. She grabbed her deskmate's hand and shook it wildly. She clenched her teeth tightly before she could not scream.

The handsome guy is competing!!!

Xue Bai looked up lazily and glanced at him, always feeling that he had seen these eyes somewhere.

The transfer student was very tall and looked about 1.8 meters tall. Liao Xi stood beside him and was half a head shorter.

Liao Xi sighed: "The current high school students are developing so well."

"Come here quickly, the class is half gone." Liao Xi waved, "Introduce yourself to everyone."

The transfer student said "um" lightly, turned around and picked up the chalk, and wrote down his name on the blackboard.

Gu Yang.

He is good at writing, sharp pen tips, and is a bold and unrestrained person.

"Just sit..." Liao Xi's eyes turned around in the class, and finally stopped beside Xue Bai.
To be continued...