Enter Class 2

Lao Zhao tried to persuade them with kind words for a long time but it was of no use. The classmates in the class seemed to notice the person standing outside the classroom and knew that there was a new classmate coming, so they gradually calmed down.

"Classmates, today we have a new student transferred to our class. Now please let him introduce himself."

Dan Yun walked into the classroom slowly, picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard. Just as he turned around and before he could introduce himself, someone stood up and said excitedly: "I told you, Dan, we are destined to be together. We are really classmates."

Shan Yun looked in the direction of that man. Jiang Zhe had one foot on a chair, holding a book in his hand, and waving it vigorously at him.

A thousand horses were running through Shan Yun's heart, and at this moment he was extremely reluctant to admit that he knew such a person.

He ignored Jiang Zhe's enthusiastic greeting and said, "Shan Yun, a new student."

The whole class burst into laughter, but Jiang Zhe didn't take it seriously at all, nor did he feel embarrassed. He laughed along with everyone and kept saying, "It's a polyphone. I read it wrong. Please don't mind it."

Shan Yun took advantage of the break in everyone's laughter to quietly look around the classroom. There was a shelf at the back of the classroom with all kinds of trophies and certificates on it, and photos of various sports competitions were posted on the wall.

The shelves full of certificates and trophies formed a sharp contrast with the lazy atmosphere of this class. It turned out that Class 2 that Mr. Zhao had just mentioned was a specialty class, a sports specialty class.

How come he was assigned to the special class? Was it because Xu Ru and Lao Zhao were classmates? Shan Yun had a long string of black spots on his head.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control again, Lao Zhao raised his hand to signal everyone to stop. Everyone was also considerate of the new student and stopped after laughing for a few minutes. Dozens of eyes looked at Shan Yun.

Haven't I finished introducing myself? Why are people still looking at me?

Shan Yun looked at Lao Zhao in confusion. Lao Zhao raised his hand and motioned him to continue.

Shan Yun didn't understand what Lao Zhao meant. Lao Zhao had no choice but to say, "Shan Yun, tell everyone about your hobbies."

"I don't have any particular hobbies."

"Then tell us about your previous school, classmates, so that we can get to know you better. The Experimental High School in City B is a nationally renowned school. Tell us about studying there, how the students usually study, share some of your experience, and inspire everyone."

Previous school? Classmates?

These words passed through Shan Yun's mind like needles, striking and piercing. Shan Yun pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly, curling his five fingers slightly, and his thumb kept clasping his index finger.

Recalling the previous life was like tearing open the wound in Dan Yun's heart, leaving it bloody.

Previous schools and classmates? He was in the Experimental High School in his first and second years of high school, and transferred to the Third High School less than two months after the start of his third year.

Life in the experimental high school was like being wrapped in a black cloth that made it hard for him to breathe. All that was left in his memories was anger and pain, like a shadow that could not be shaken off or deleted, and which would reach out from time to time to strangle the back of his neck to stimulate him.

As for the Third High School, after he transferred to the Third High School, he basically didn't go to school. He either asked for leave or simply missed classes. He felt that he had been living in chaos. In his class, except for Liang Yuzhao, he could only remember the names and faces of no more than ten people.

The former school and classmates are taboos in Shan Yun's heart.

He clenched his fists slightly, and felt that those dozens of expectant gazes were like shackles. He was like a prisoner shackled and tortured on the execution ground, being publicly executed.

"Old Zhao, what's there to say? What else can high school do except study? Experimental high schools implement militarized teaching management, and the learning environment is like hell. If we want to imitate them, we will be exhausted to death." Jiang Zhe put his hands on the back of his head and leaned back on the chair, swaying. "Unless such famous schools sing and dance every day and produce a large number of excellent students, we will listen? Isn't the learning principle you instill every day enough? Now you want someone else to tell it. Spare us."

The whole class burst into laughter again.

"Jiang Zhe, you are the naughty one." Old Zhao scolded, but there was no blame in his tone. "Do you know that B City Experimental High School is a famous school in the country? Shan Yun is only temporarily assigned to our class. After the unified examination, he will be transferred to another class. You can take this opportunity to ask him for advice on study methods."

I don't know if it was because Jiang Zhe stirred up the atmosphere, or because these students were different from the students in his previous school, but no one cast curious glances at him because of his abnormality, and there were no whispers. There were only bursts of exclamations that he was a student from the Experimental High School.

Shan Yun breathed a sigh of relief, rested his hands on the podium, looked up at the people in the audience, and said with a smile, "As new students, I'll buy you all some drinks."

Jiang Zhe was the first to cheer, and the whole class followed suit. The applause lasted for a long time like thunder. It didn't feel like a transfer student meeting, but rather more like Shan Yun had done something worth celebrating, and the whole class was cheering for him.

That's what a classmate relationship is like.

Shan Yun snorted softly. Anyway, the purpose of diverting the topic from his former schoolmates was achieved.

Sure enough, amid the cheers of his classmates, Mr. Zhao had to give up and told the class monitor and the study committee member to help move the new books. He also asked two classmates to move a set of tables and chairs for Shan Yun. Jiang Zhe volunteered and pulled up a classmate sitting next to him to move the tables and chairs and placed them behind his seat. The books were also quickly brought in.

Shan Yun thanked him and sat down.

"Do you pronounce it shan? I thought it was dan." Jiang Zhe turned around and talked to Shan Yun.

Shan Yun gave him a look that said "don't bother me" and then lay down on his seat. He was already out of place with the group of students in school uniforms and didn't want to attract so much attention. Jiang Zhe turned around and talked to him, and more and more eyes were cast towards him in the class.

Besides, he is not in a good mood now and doesn't want anyone to disturb him.

I don't know if it was because they had just returned to school after vacation or because of the arrival of this transfer student, but the class was very noisy. When he arrived, the class had already started. After the seats were arranged, Mr. Zhao maintained classroom discipline, and the first class was already half over.

Mr. Zhao was speaking nonstop at the podium about the expectations for the new semester, but the students in the back rows were basically not listening, and Mr. Zhao couldn't say anything either, as if he was used to such scenes. He simply ignored the students in the back rows, and after speaking a few sentences, he simply sat on the podium and watched the students make a fuss.

Shan Yun has three things he dislikes most at school: being late, having people gossip about him during class, and being called in for a talk by the teacher.

When Jiang Zhe put the desk behind him, Shan Yun was extremely reluctant. A noisy person like Jiang Zhe would definitely like to talk in class, so Shan Yun would inevitably talk to him.

But he had no choice but to sit down because he had just arrived and didn't want to quarrel with his new classmates. Jiang Zhe only said a few words to him, and seeing that Shan Yun didn't care, he turned around and chatted with other people.

Old Zhao stayed for a while and then left. Shan Yun lay on his seat and watched Jiang Zhe and the others chatting boredly. The content was basically all about basketball, and it seemed that they were discussing the weekend basketball game.

The first class was ushered in by the bell ringing amid the noise of the students, and then the whole school rang the bell.

All the students in the classroom stood up and walked out, but Shan Yun was still concentrating on signing the first page of his textbook with the words "Shan Yun Exclusive" in large letters. Hearing the noise, he looked up and moved his gaze from the classroom to the window.

Students from all classrooms walked out of the classroom.

Are the students here so willing to go out and play during breaks? Shan Yun looked at everyone leaving the classroom with a puzzled look on his face. Jiang Zhe left his seat and took two steps, but Shan Yun didn't stand up yet.

"Brother Yun, let's go, all students gather together."

"Oh." Shan Yun stood up and followed Jiang Zhe out.

"Didn't Lao Zhao tell you that we have to gather after the first class?" Jiang Zhe leaned against the toilet door and watched people go downstairs.

Shan Yun stood aside with his back to the stairs, shaking his head. He looked at the toilet several times with a look of disgust. He didn't listen to what Lao Zhao said on the stage during the class just now.

Jiang Zhe said he didn't want to be squeezed downstairs, so he would wait until everyone had left before going down.

So several tall boys stood at the toilet door in various postures and watched the students go downstairs.

Shan Yun couldn't imagine how embarrassing it would be to see a few tall and strong boys standing at the toilet door with their hands in their pockets, leaning against the railings, and posing in various "I'm awesome" poses.

He regretted very much that he had not followed the crowd downstairs and waited with Jiang Zhe foolishly, but Jiang Zhe and the others did not take it seriously and started chatting enthusiastically.

When there were fewer students, a few of them rushed down the stairs three or four steps at a time. Shan Yun didn't want to be left alone, so he could only quicken his pace and follow Jiang Zhe closely. When he ran to the lobby on the first floor, almost all the teachers and students in the school had already lined up on the playground under the lobby stairs.

As soon as Shan Yun saw the identical school uniforms, he reached out and pulled Jiang Zhe back. In his peripheral vision, he saw Zou Weichen coming down the stairs from the opposite side. When he saw him, he paused for a moment, then walked down the stairs slowly.

"Why are you pulling me back?" Jiang Zhe was confused. "Brother Yun, are you shy?"

Shan Yun stared at Jiang Zhe's chest and said, "Lend me your jacket. You can put on your summer school uniform first. I'll give it to you after you line up."

"Oh, I see. All the students in the school except you wear school uniforms." Jiang Zhe said as he took off his school uniform jacket. "You look so stylish and handsome. If you don't wear school uniforms, you will definitely attract the attention of female students."

Shan Yun agreed with Jiang Zhe's evaluation of his outfit and took Jiang Zhe's school uniform jacket with satisfaction. However, when he saw the various pen-drawn patterns on the edges of the jacket, his psychological cleanliness was suddenly aroused and his face changed instantly.

"Your coat is too..."

Shan Yun has a slight obsession with cleanliness, but rather than being the center of attention, he would rather be wrapped in this fancy coat for a few minutes, so he gritted his teeth and put on the coat.

"How about it, handsome, right?"

Jiang Zhe completely ignored Shan Yun's disgusted expression and proudly described how he expressed his creative inspiration on the school uniform.

"Wow!"

"Is it Zou Weichen?"

"Is it really him? Why is he back in school? Did the school invite him back to motivate us?"

"I heard you come back to review it."

"He's already been admitted to Q University, so why is he repeating his studies?"

"Repeat? Why do you come back to review in the last semester?"

…

There was a commotion among the students because of Zou Weichen's appearance.

However, Zou Weichen was not at all nervous because of the students' speculations. He walked to the back of his class team step by step with a blank expression, calm and composed.

It’s better to say that he doesn’t care rather than being calm.

"Zou Weichen? Why is he back to school?" Jiang Zhe leaned over and looked at Zou Weichen.

"I came back to review." Shan Yun answered while adjusting his school uniform jacket with disdain.

"Ah, really? The world of top students is really incomprehensible." Jiang Zhe sighed. He glanced at Shan Yun and changed his expression. "Brother Yun, you are not the only one in the school who is not wearing a school uniform. Zou Weichen is also not wearing one. How about you take it off? With the help of your success in the college entrance examination, you two will become the most eye-catching handsome guys in the school and dazzle the other schools."

Taking the initiative to pull others up to be the most eye-catching spot in the school, isn't he afraid that his position as the school hunk will be squeezed out? Shan Yun couldn't understand Jiang Zhe's train of thought at all, so he could only ignore his words and pull him towards the group of students.

"Aren't you afraid that your title of school hunk will be taken away?"

"Don't worry, things will change. I'll give you and Zou Weichen the chance. I'm convinced..."

Director Huang stood by and said sternly, "Hurry up, you are so slow, you have no sense of time at all."

Several students walking behind quickened their pace.