Chapter 5: An Ordinary Special Enrollment Student

Ning Song was indifferent to the humiliation on the forum, but Qiao Qiao was very angry.

Ning Song thought he was a really kind-hearted person.

"You're not as bad looking as they say." Qiao Qiao said as she came closer, startling Ning Song.

Qiao Qiao stared at his face and said, "You are very good-looking, but you are too thin."

Ning Song did not dodge, but smiled, with faint wrinkles on the corners of his mouth. He did not care whether it was good-looking or not, he was not in love!

But the way he is now is actually a bit dangerous.

Because it's easy to become a marginalized person.

Being too outstanding is dangerous, and being too bad is also dangerous. No matter which world or school he is in, he will easily become the target of bullying and isolation.

He felt that class oppression at Upper East School was more severe.

He doesn't want to be played with on the butt, but he doesn't want to be bullied even more!

For these wealthy and powerful young masters of Upper East School, classmates are also a kind of social resource. Generally speaking, they are unwilling to spend time and energy making friends with special admissions students.

It's unnecessary and a waste of time. They were born in two different worlds and are destined to have no intersection after graduation.

Fortunately, he got to know Qiao Qiao. When he arrived at Class 3, Qiao Qiao took the initiative to change seats with other students and sat next to him.

His seat was certainly not in the last row, nor in the first row, but in the middle by the window. Not completely by the window, but about half of the table was against the window, so he couldn't actually see outside the window when he sat down.

A very inconspicuous location.

Qiao Qiao is good at speaking and has good relationships with people. Some people who are close to Qiao Qiao are willing to talk to him for Qiao Qiao's sake. They all have one thing in common: they look average, are of medium height, and can't be recognized in a crowd... and they are all very talkative.

I feel like half of the gossip KPIs in this novel depend on these few people to complete.

He was very willing to join in. In fact, he was also good at chatting and could successfully complete the task of gossiping about passers-by.

Qiao Qiao's circle of friends is considered to be in the lower-middle level in their class three. Both the lower-middle level and the upper-middle level are very safe.

He is not a cute and ignorant little boy. He has experienced a lot. Because he came from an orphanage and had a lame leg, he was isolated in elementary and junior high school. He relied on himself to turn the situation around.

He thinks he is a good person.

He observed and found that their Class 3 was indeed just as Qiao Qiao said, a very peaceful class overall. He did not see any stereotyped villains. At least no one made things difficult for him in public. Of course, he could not say what they said about him in private.

Their three classes are roughly divided into three levels. It is not obvious during normal classes, but after class, the division between the three groups is very clear.

One group is the richest and most powerful ones in their class, whose parents are either chairmen or officials. Another group comes from relatively less well-off families.

The one who made the single call was Pu Yu.

He was the center of attention in Class 3, the kind of top student that the teacher loved the most, with excellent grades, a great family background, and a very impressive face.

He read ordinary campus novels. He knew that the natural male protagonists would have a lot of admirers. Ordinary high schools would have a lot of girls. Logically, there should be a lot of boys in boys' schools as well. After all, there were a lot of gays in their schools.

But no, Pu Yu has been in a state of being undisturbed.

He thought it was because no one dared.

There is a kind of aloof silence about him that keeps strangers away.

During the break, he sat there writing something. When he went to the bathroom, he passed by and took a look. It was a bunch of math formulas.

There were a few boys nearby, lying on the table and looking at him, their faces full of infatuation and almost gloomy, as if they would eat Pu Yu alive if given a chance.

"The Gifts from the Young Masters" is not a typical campus novel. The characters in this novel all have an almost obsessive and morbid desire.

Following, forcing, imprisoning. If we could hear their inner voices, they would probably be reconciled.

After all, they say there's nothing dirtier than a teenage boy's brain.

Fortunately, this kind of morbid and fanatical love has nothing to do with him!

Ning Song felt a kind of split gap between the protagonist and the supporting role. They lived in the same world, but they seemed to be people from two different worlds. This situation is very similar to the saying "Only good-looking people have youth". The youth of good-looking people is different from that of ordinary people, and the worlds of the protagonist and the supporting role are also different. It seems that there is an invisible glass frame, and he is now sitting outside the glass frame, living an ordinary and safe campus life. If he had not traveled through time and space and had already "awakened", then he would probably be like Qiao Qiao and the others, knowing nothing about some things. Those obsessive and intense flames of love have nothing to do with him.

Pu Yu's presence made his feelings even stronger.

How pleasant it is to have such a person who is the center of attention.

He announced that Pu Yu was the first man who made him feel safe!

The curriculum of the aristocratic school was also new to Ningsong. In addition to Chinese, math, English, physics, and chemistry, there were also science, art, and various extension and practical classes. Classes started at 8:20 a.m. every day and ended at 6:30 p.m.

At noon, Qiao Qiao took him to the cafeteria to familiarize himself with it. There were a lot of people in the cafeteria, and he blended in with the crowd, and surprisingly few people recognized him.

The food in the cafeteria of aristocratic schools is unusually rich, and most of it is free, as it is included in the tuition.

But he was afraid of stomach discomfort, so he didn't dare to eat too much. Qiao Qiao said: "No wonder you are so thin, you need to eat more, you have physical education class in the afternoon!"

Upper East School pays great attention to students' physical fitness and has several physical education classes a week.

However, he did not attend the afternoon physical education class because he had not yet chosen his class. He wanted to observe the event first before choosing his class.

Their physical education classes are not divided by class, but the entire second year of high school is mixed together. It depends on what you choose.

The difference between aristocratic schools and ordinary schools is greatest in arts and sports. All venues and facilities are the best, and there are even golf, rugby, boxing, taekwondo, fencing and other events.

He has always been bad at sports. Not to mention basketball, football, rugby, boxing and the like, his small body would have to be lifted up if he went up there.

So he chose swimming and shooting classes. He chose swimming because he thought it was a very practical skill, and he chose shooting simply because he didn't have to use his body to fight against others, so it was more suitable for him.

In fact, if game classes were offered and counted as sports, he would get 100 points!

After choosing his courses, he went to meet their principal.

At first he didn't know why the principal came to meet him in person, but later he understood when he heard them mention Mrs. Pu in their conversations.

Before leaving, the principal took a photo with him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Study hard here. With such good grades, your future is definitely limitless. If you are dissatisfied with anything, just tell your class leader or your teacher Jiang, and don't let Mrs. Pu and the others worry about it."

Ning Song nodded quickly: "Okay."

A well-behaved look.

After leaving the principal's office, he went to the student union building.

Taking into consideration his poor family background, the school arranged a part-time job for him to earn money while studying.

It is called a part-time job, but in fact it is a disguised poverty subsidy. It is said that the special admissions students in their school all have part-time jobs, usually doing short-term work in libraries or convenience stores.

They arranged a part-time job for him in a book bar.

Upper East School is very large, with many book bars, which are similar to study rooms, except that they provide coffee and tea. He was assigned to the book bar next to dormitory building No. 2.

He went to the bookstore where he was going to work part-time and found that there were a lot of people there.

The tables outside are full of people. It looks like I'll be busy with my part-time job in the future.

After leaving the book bar, he walked towards the classroom. When he passed Class 4, he saw a boy lying at the back door of Class 4. He was wearing a school uniform and seemed to be sleeping soundly. A book stood on the table, blocking the sunlight and the boy's face, revealing only a mass of white hair filled with rich light.

It turns out that Sheng Yan is in the class next to theirs.

At this time, sunlight shone into the classroom, making the whole room golden. One of Sheng Yan's hands was illuminated by the sunlight, and the red rope on his wrist was particularly eye-catching.

When he returned to Class 3, it was time for the class to end and some people had already gone to eat.

It was only five o'clock and he was not very hungry, so he planned to eat after his evening class.

He went to the restroom, and just as he closed the door, he heard a few boys running in fighting.

"I heard there's a new student in Class 3? He's a special recruit. What's he like?"

"What can a specially recruited person do? Haven't you read the forum?"

"I don't understand why our school would recruit a ghetto rat."

"His grades are good. I heard he got in with all A's."

“Is it pretty?”

"A bean sprout, not even as tall as Fatty."

"You're just a skeleton, and it will fall apart in one fuck, right?!"

"It's really too common. But the sound is not bad, it should sound nice when it calls."

? ? !!

The gay boys' school is so scary!!

"Fuck, you're too picky."

"Hehe, now it's our turn? Besides, we don't have to fuck him. It might sound nice to scream out after getting beaten."

Ning Song: “…”

"It's not bad to be his younger brother. He can be entertained when he has nothing to do. He doesn't have anyone to rely on anyway."

"Then find a chance to meet him?"

There was laughter and the sound of water outside. After they all went out, Ning Song came out to wash his hands.

I don't know whether these boys are just joking or serious.

I used to be quite confident about my appearance, but now I am not so confident anymore!

He wiped his hands and came out of the bathroom silently.

His hair was messed up and his body was no longer as straight as before, in the hope of becoming a transparent person.

The setting sun was low, shining on the white ash flowers, making them golden. He had just lowered his shoulders when he suddenly heard a familiar male voice asking, "Do you have a nice voice?"

He quickly turned his head and saw Li You sitting on a stone railing that was somewhat hidden behind the flowers, smoking and turning his head to look at him.

"ah?"

Seeing his somewhat stunned face, Li You chuckled softly, with a wrinkle at the corner of his lips, looking like he was very thin-skinned.

Ning Song immediately understood what he was talking about. His ears turned red and his pale, thin face seemed to warm up. He walked out without saying a word.

After walking away, he turned back to look at Li You, and saw Li You holding a cigarette and smiling maliciously in the smoke.

It was obviously a teasing smile.

But it's not the kind of teasing that requires special attention, like when you meet a kitten or puppy on the street and just tease them.

School bully, just wait for the day when your sweetheart tortures you so badly that you break down and cry!

A gust of wind blew, and the sweet fragrance made people dizzy.

Li You hated the white calamus trees in Shangdong Public School the most. The fragrance gave him a headache.

The setting sun was bright, shining on the corridor, and the floor tiles were shining with a dazzling light. Ningsong's thin figure almost melted in it.

I didn't notice whether the sound was nice or not.

It was so light that he could not forget the feeling in his hand for a long time. Although the other person was skinny, it was so light that it made him feel uneasy.

Before Ning Song reached the classroom door, he saw Qiao Qiao coming back from lunch.

"I brought you a cup of milk tea!" Qiao Qiao shouted.

"Thank you." Ning Song took it and tried to adapt to Qiao Qiao who was so familiar with others so quickly. Qiao Qiao looked towards the end of the corridor and asked, "Did you talk to Li You just now?"

"No." Ning Song did not talk about what happened on the top floor of the dormitory.

"Be careful, don't provoke him or offend him," said Qiao Qiao.

After entering the classroom, Qiao Qiao took advantage of the fact that there were not many people around and began to explain to him the two major "evil forces" in their school.

One is led by Li You from Class 7 of Grade 2, and the other is led by Qin Yi from Class 1 of Grade 3.

The main reason why they are two evil forces is that they have different backgrounds.

Qin Yi comes from Heilong Construction, a company with a complicated background, and is a second-generation rich man who does all kinds of evil.

And Li You...

"Li You is also a special admission student." Qiao Qiao said.

This attracted Ning Song's interest.

Qiao Qiao said, "But he is different from you. He was specially recruited for sports and was one of the first students to learn boxing in our school. He used to fight in the underground city. Because he became famous, our school just happened to have a new boxing course, so we recruited him. Originally, Qin Yi was the only one in our school. He relied on the principal's support, so he often played tricks on people, especially the special recruits. Later, after Li You came, he was very good at fighting and no one dared to mess with him. After a long time, a group of people followed him. But he is not a good person. He often interacts with some gangsters outside the school. It is said that he goes to the underground city every weekend!"

Ning Song smiled, and suddenly saw Pu Yu coming in with an extremely handsome face.

To be fair, Pu Yu was not the kind of young master who was so high and mighty that people were afraid to speak. It was just that he was so quiet that people were unconsciously afraid of disturbing him.

He silently bit the straw and drank the milk tea.

It has hawthorn and strawberry flavor, but it has too much sugar and is a bit greasy.

"You are too thin, Aning." Qiao Qiao said, "You need to eat more sweets. I specially asked for full sugar for you!"

There were only three of them in the classroom, and the voices in the corridor made the classroom even quieter.

With Pu Yu around, the talkative Qiao Qiao didn't dare to speak loudly anymore.

Ning Song took a pen and started to plan his new map.

The "Black Rose Campus" he made in another world is actually much more complicated than the version that is now online, but his memory is limited and he has only restored about 60% of it, so he is still constantly adding patches to the map. Upper East School has given him a lot of new inspiration.

He didn't intend to let anyone know that he was making games. He wanted to keep a low profile for now, and wait until the novelty of being a transfer student wore off. As for Ning's parents, he didn't know how to tell them that he could program.

It may take a few months before he can say that he has mastered the new skills he learned at Upper East School.

He was scribbling on the notebook, and Qiao Qiao came over to take a look. Seeing that his drawings were the same as black graffiti, she looked at him with a little more sympathy.

I probably thought he was the kind of poor kid who tried hard to learn the arts but ended up making a mess of it, a guy who was trying very hard to climb up the social ladder.

This poor boy is so thin and frail, he looks so pitiful.

Qiao Qiao seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "By the way, did you know there's a newcomer meeting specially for you tonight?"

"Newcomers meeting?"

"Shangdong has a direct promotion model from primary school to junior high school. Almost everyone has been promoted from primary school. If someone transfers in, they will be given a small welcome party. This has been a long-standing tradition. Now the people who organize this welcome party are Qin Yi and his group."

At this point, Qiao Qiao hesitated, "Don't worry, you'll be fine. In fact, it can be quite interesting sometimes."

He was worried.

What does it mean that nothing will happen to him? Does it mean that something has happened to someone?

Why does he feel like this is a very erotic party?

Why is he okay?

Because he's not good-looking enough?

He really couldn't treat this boys' school as an ordinary high school, he was dirty!

Ning Song thought again of the words he heard in the bathroom, and sighed. The floor was too bright, and the fiery red sunset seemed to burn the classroom.

Because Qiao Qiao told him about the new members' meeting, he was nervous until the evening class was over.

As soon as the evening class was over, their class monitor came over and told him about the welcome party.

"You'd better go to our school's regular welcome party," said the monitor.

As a freshman, he certainly didn't dare to break the rules.

After the evening study ended, he went to the school cafeteria to eat dinner before returning to the dormitory.

There are many trees in Shangdong Public School. It is fine during the day, but at night there is a kind of gloomy dampness and the fragrance of flowers becomes deep.

Halfway through the walk, he saw a familiar figure. In the dark, his figure looked more like something out of a comic book, tall and thin, which was extremely stunning.

It’s Pu Yu.

He was actually going the same way as me.

He followed silently behind, and when he had passed the square, he suddenly heard someone shout, "Curly!"

He was startled, then turned around and saw several tall and strong boys standing under a shady tree, who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.