The first class of the first semester is mathematics class.

Ma Xiaoding was more excited than anyone else, slamming the table in the back, "Brother Yu, Brother Yu! Do you want to run for the math class representative? I'm planning to run for the Chinese class representative. Why don't we run together and be successful in both arts and sciences?"

Song Yu was flipping through the textbook for the high school compulsory course with her eyes drooping lazily. When she heard his words, she sneered, "Go and blossom on your own."

Xi Bowen was so frightened that he tried to persuade the students earnestly: "This won't work, Brother Ma. The Chinese class representative should lead the reading."

Ma Xiaoding had no self-awareness at all and was very proud of himself: "Of course I know, I went there just for this. I have memorized so many poems, how can I not show off."

Xi Bowen said weakly: "Let's not do that."

My classmate Bowen, who loves learning, is about to cry. Please let me go. I don’t want to get zero points for the ancient poetry and prose dictation in my college entrance examination.

The bell rang and the math teacher came in with a lesson plan. He was in his fifties, thin, bald, and wore glasses.

Holding a thermos cup in his hand, he stood on the podium and drank a sip of water slowly.

"Students, I am your math teacher this semester."

The emphasis of the speech is also dragged out for a long time, which makes people sleepy.

Ma Xiaoding whispered in the back: "Do all math teachers in the world have faces that make people want to sleep?"

Song Yu disliked his noise and kicked him from behind: "Shut up."

Ma Xiaoding silently made a zipper gesture on his mouth with his hand.

The first class usually doesn't have much content. The math teacher slowly talked about his teaching plan and glanced at the class. "Well, I'll choose a class representative first. Is there anyone who volunteers?"

Ma Xiaoding was more excited than anyone else. He was shaking his stool and looking restless. He kept hinting, "Brother Yu, Brother Yu, Brother Yu! Brother Yu, come on!" In his mind, how could Brother Yu, such a strange man who held on to the test paper for the entire summer vacation and struggled with trigonometric functions on the first day of school, not have a status in the mathematics world? How impressive it would be to be a math class representative.

More importantly, he wants to run for the Chinese class representative! Being a master of both arts and science sounds really cool!

Song Yu held the pen in his hand, wishing he could turn around and give him a beating.

Ma Xiaoding was so excited that his whole face was radiating joy, which was a stark contrast to the group of listless and sleepy students.

The math teacher's eyes fell on his face, and he said, "The student in the third row from the bottom of the fourth group, you look very excited and enthusiastic about math class. You should be the math class representative."

“…”

Ma Xiaoding's cheerful smile froze on his face.

Ma Xiaoding, who won the title of math class representative, finally calmed down. He then sat paralyzed for the entire class, with a look of despair written all over his face.

Song Yu curled the corner of his mouth.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class.

After the math get out of class, Ma Xiaoding ran faster than anyone else, following the math teacher's steps, and he wished he could fly to the office and die to prove his loyalty.

Song Yu bent over the table and took notes. He had been doing the papers some time ago just to get a feel for it, but now that he had the book in hand, he began to systematically organize the knowledge.

Halfway through writing, he got stuck on a Venn diagram formula and poked Xie Sui next to him with his pen: "Is this correct?"

But at the same time as his, there was also a girl's voice.

"Xie Sui, can I ask what a domain is?"

The voice is sweet, soft, charming and lovely.

Song Yu paused while holding the pen, and looked up, and saw a girl with a ponytail holding a pen and a math book by the corridor of the classroom. Her face was slightly red, and she looked at Xie Sui with bright eyes. She is very beautiful, and only a very confident girl would be so proactive.

Xie Sui had fallen asleep and was woken up by Song Yu poking her with a pen. When she opened her eyes, there was a hint of coldness in her dark and deep eyes.

When I saw the textbooks, desk and classroom in front of me, the anxiety in my heart subsided a little.

The autumn wind blew the curtains and into the classroom. The boy's eyelashes trembled, and the emotions in his peach blossom eyes were hidden deep. He turned to look at Song Yu: "What is right?"

Song Yu was still holding the pen, silently pointing at the girl standing next to him who was completely ignored and a little embarrassed, "How about you answer her what is the definition domain first?"

The girl smiled with difficulty and said again: "Xie Sui, I don't quite understand the explanation in the book."

Xie Sui looked at Song Yu in silence. He tilted his head and smiled at the girl, elegantly and distantly: "Sorry, I don't understand either."

"Maybe you can memorize it."

The tone is clearly understated, but I always feel like he is hinting at someone being stupid.

The girl's smile became more and more stiff, and the fingertips holding the pen turned a little pale. She lowered her head and whispered, "Oh, okay."

Song Yu watched the whole process.

I watched her jog back to her seat, then she covered her face with a book in annoyance, and was comforted by a group of sisters beside her who tried to hold back their laughter.

He suddenly felt an itch in his throat and wanted to say something.

For example: "You've lost a suitor by doing this."

Another example: "You really don't know what the domain is?"

What Xie Sui lacked the most in his previous life was suitors. He glanced at Song Yu calmly and said, "I know, but I don't want to answer."

Song Yu: "...Oh."

Xie Sui reached out and pulled over the messy summary he had scribbled, "What did you want to ask me just now?"

Song Yu was moved by him.

It is true that brothers are like limbs and women are like clothes!

"That's it!"

Xie Sui took a pen and wrote down the formula he asked about. I casually changed some things on it, and suddenly many knowledge points had concise and clear connections.

Taking the notebook, Song Yu sighed: "As expected of Xie Shen." But he was still very curious: "Why didn't she answer? I know the definition domain, why didn't she ask me by the way?"

It’s such a pity that I missed the chance to communicate with my female classmates for the first time in high school.

Although Song Yu acts like a jerk who is destined to be alone and his temperament is about to overflow through the screen on the forum, in reality, Song Yu is still happy to answer difficult questions for female classmates in the same class. Don't ask, just ask because he is willing to help others.

Xie Sui looked at his regretful expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, curled his lips and smiled, and said in a light tone: "Too basic, I usually only answer Lagrange."

Song Yu: “…”

Fuck you.

This joke is not going away.

Before the bell rang, Ma Xiaoding came back like a ghost, holding a delicate and small strawberry cake in his hand.

Looking at his devastated expression, you can tell that the deal didn't go through, as he still has the assignment of math class representative.

Xi Bowen couldn't hide his joy: "Hey, Brother Ma, don't be sad. Aren't the Chinese class representative and the math class representative both class representatives? It doesn't matter."

Ma Xiaoding was about to cry, "How can this be the same? He failed math class representative, and I have to go to his office every day to deliver homework to him. Just let me die!" But before he died, he put the cake in his hand on Xie Sui's desk with grievance, "Thank God, this is a girl from the next class on the way who asked me to bring it to you. She's pretty, probably the flower of Class 2. I think you can eat it without worry."

Xie Sui lowered his head and took a look at the cake.

There was also a sticky note with a faint fragrance on it. The girl's handwriting was beautiful, and there was a smiley face next to "Thank God".

Xi Bowen was really envious: "Thank God, this is so popular."

Song Yu clicked his tongue. He just said that without stupid cannon fodder like Zhu Zhixing, Xie Sui's high school life must have been very exciting. No. 1 in the grade and also the most handsome boy in school. During the school days, he was absolutely the most popular person in the whole school.

Xie Sui didn't even think about it and said, "Thank you, but I don't eat sweets."

Ma Xiaoding's eyes lit up, and he said hypocritically: "That's a pity, but they have already given it to me, and I am embarrassed to send it back. Why don't I help you--"

Song Yu had already raised his hand: "Give it to me, I have never eaten a cake given by a girl."

Ma Xiaoding cried and swallowed the rest of his words silently. Brother Yu was snatching food from him, what else could he say?

However, the smile on Xie Sui's lips faded.

He tilted his head and said to Ma Xiaoding: "You eat."

Ma Xiaoding: “???”

Song Yu: “!!!”

Song Yu: "What are you doing——"

Xie Sui opened the compulsory mathematics textbook and pointed to the domain of definition with his slender finger.

"Come on, I realize I really don't seem to know what a domain is. Can you explain it to me?"

Song Yu immediately shut up. He had been enthusiastic about learning for several days in a row. He finally had the opportunity to show off himself. He excitedly leaned over and said, "The definition of domain is actually very simple. I'll find a question for you and explain it more clearly."

“……”Xi Bowen and Ma Xiaoding.

"Brother Yu is too easy to coax."

Ma Xiaoding was eating sweet strawberry cake with a spoon in the back, and he finally felt a little comforted for the pain he suffered from math.

Xi Bowen adjusted his glasses, his eyes full of admiration: "This is probably what makes a top student different. There is nothing that cannot be solved by doing exercises. If one problem doesn't work, try two."

"Awesome!"

Ma Xiaoding raised his fork in agreement.

I am becoming more and more certain that Brother Yu is truly a top student.

The last class in the morning was Ou Yilian’s. She was so excited during her last speech that she even forgot to introduce herself to the students, so this first English class turned into a class meeting.

Ou Yilian was still wearing high heels and a skirt, and her every move was reeking of perfume.

"Last time, we were in a rush and everyone in our class hadn't introduced themselves properly. So, in this class, let's get to know each other first."

"Starting from the first group, in S-shaped order, come, you, go to the podium and introduce yourself. Tell us your name and hobbies."

The first girl came up to the stage and gave a speech shyly. She spoke very quickly, said hello everyone, introduced her name, and then left the stage with a red face. Wang Ci did not come to school today, and left a row of seats empty with his younger brothers, not giving face to the class teacher on the first day of school. However, Ou Yilian did not ask a single question and calmly let the next person continue.

Compared to the reserved girls, the boys are more cheerful, but their words are also simple.

Ou Yilian frowned, not very satisfied with the result. "Why are you all so shy? You have to stumble when introducing yourself. How about this? Just write your own name and don't introduce yourself. Everyone should go on stage and introduce your deskmate. Talking about others, you won't be shy anymore, right?"

I chose my deskmate myself, and most of them I knew from junior high school. The atmosphere became lively, and when I got on stage, I started to make jokes and make witty remarks, making the audience laugh.

According to the S-shape, when it came to their group, Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen spoke first.

Ma Xiaoding was always the most excited one in the audience. He said he was going to introduce his deskmate, but ended up just mentioning Xi Bowen. The rest of the talk was a mess, and it was Ou Yilian who gritted her teeth and impatiently drove him away in a sarcastic tone.

When it came to Xi Bowen, the poor little nerd stumbled for a long time: "My name is Xi Bowen, Bo for profound, Wen for Chinese. My deskmate... deskmate..." Facing the former junior high school bully and current deskmate, all I could say about his characteristics and impression was: "He...he is now the math class representative."

Ma Xiaoding: “…” Damn, you’re bringing up something that’s not relevant.

When it was Xie Sui and Song Yu's turn, the whole class fell silent. After all, he was the person who attracted everyone's attention at the beginning of the school year, and even his name was unknown. The girls held their breath and concentrated their attention, which even made some boys who were playing games raise their heads.

Song Yu went up first.

Seeing that it was him, Ou Yilian looked cold and started looking down at her phone.

Write your name on the blackboard with chalk.

Song Yu turned around, threw the chalk into the box, and said simply: "Song Yu, the metaphor of metaphor."

Ma Xiaoding started to cheer and clapped his hands vigorously: "Oh oh oh oh oh oh good good good good!"

In the silence and shock of the whole class, I felt like a fool.

The whole class: “…”

Song Yu looked at him as if he were a fool.

Perhaps it was only out of shame that Ma Xiaoding chose to shut up again.

The classroom fell silent.

Song Yu was good-looking, with fair and transparent skin, light hair and light-colored eyes. He looked pretty and clean, but he always spoke in a peculiar way. Standing on the podium, he looks indescribably handsome.

Song Yu, the yu of metaphor.

Sitting at the podium was a girl with her hair down, a star-shaped hairpin, a round face, and very cute. When he said the name, her eyes widened and she was stunned for a long time.

People are still confused.

In the quiet classroom, her voice was particularly obvious.

"Is it... the Yu from my husband Yu Ge?"