Chapter 1
Knock knock——
Lu Si knocked on the door of Class 26, walked into the classroom, and nonchalantly ticked a box in his notebook, "Check hygiene."
The classroom, which was noisy just now, suddenly became quiet. When the junior high school students saw that it was him, they whispered to each other for a while. No one knew what they were talking about, but countless pairs of eyes were staring at him eagerly.
Lu Si didn't have the heart to respond to his senior's loving gaze. He was extremely sleepy.
With drooping eyelids, he staggered to the podium, looked around lazily for less than half a circle, and didn't even go to the trash can, but filled in an A on the form.
Then, without any pause, the doors, windows, tables, chairs, and sanitary tools were placed... neatly and uniformly.
All the fifteen classes in the second year of high school that I had visited were like this, just like the connect-the-dots games played by someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
The deputy minister who came to inspect was also a sophomore in high school. He pretended to glance at Lu Si's form casually, and then showed a conflicted look as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
This... is too obvious, right? At least fill in a few Bs, bro.
But as a high school sophomore, he advised the minister to give a lower score, which seemed like he was trying to be disloyal. The deputy minister looked at him several times before swallowing his words.
At this time, a figure walked out of the window, pointing at something around.
The classmate by the window looked up and saw him, then called out, "Old Liu is here, brothers!"
In the chaos, people near the window hurriedly hid their phones first, and then the ripples spread outward, until everyone in the class hurriedly covered their phones.
Lu Si was waiting for his junior fellow student to finish grading diligently and at his ease. It was hard for him not to notice the obvious situation below. He lazily raised his eyelids and glanced out the window listlessly.
"Lu Si!"
I only heard Director Liu roar outside the window.
The entire Class 26 of Senior High School didn't get caught for this incident, mainly thanks to Lu Si on the podium who took away all the attention.
He is tall enough, handsome enough, and irresponsible enough.
The deputy minister's pen tip trembled at the yelling.
"How did you check?" Director Liu leaned half his body into the window and pointed at Lu Si. "Did you check the podium? Did you touch the blackboard? Don't you even walk downstairs when you're checking hygiene?"
Director Liu caught another point that Lu Si could not refute.
"Hey, you're nearsighted, and you came here for a checkup without even wearing your glasses?"
"What are you looking at? You're looking at a ghost!"
"Director Liu," Lu Si put one hand in his pocket, his face expressionless with sleepiness, leaving his fellow students dumbfounded. "I'm mildly nearsighted, not blind."
The deputy minister shuddered, then snapped back to his senses, and hurriedly tried to make amends: "Director, we'll check and recheck right away to make sure there's nothing missing!"
Director Liu nodded at Lu Si, then suddenly turned around and said to a boy next to him, "This is the Lu Si I just told you about..."
Although it didn't say what happened to Lu Si.
Anyone who has read Chinese can understand the look on his face, which clearly shows his unfinished intention of educating this student and taking him as a warning.
Only then did everyone realize that there was a boy standing next to Director Liu who was not wearing a school uniform.
But Old Liu's middle-aged and plump figure blocked the view, so I couldn't see it clearly. I could only vaguely feel that he was white and tall, so white that he almost glowed.
The deputy minister went downstairs to inspect, and the students in Class 16 immediately withdrew their curious gazes, feeling as if sitting on pins and needles. Lu Si stood on tiptoe and touched the blackboard, his narrow, sleepy eyes slightly narrowed.
All gray.
There are also layers. The old dust cannot be wiped off, and the new dust fills the air.
Lu Si turned around and exchanged glances with the junior student sitting in the "Left Protector" position on the podium.
The junior student swallowed his Adam's apple and carefully offered him a piece of toilet paper.
Lu Si looked out the window again.
The building of the second grade faces west, and the setting sun shines brightly in. He wanted to see if Lao Liu noticed this side, but the dazzle made his eyelids unable to open. He slightly shifted his gaze to relax, and the focus of his vision became the boy next to Lao Liu who was looking at him.
Lu Si frowned slightly.
I kind of doubt whether I saw it wrong.
The boy looked very... I couldn't find an adjective to describe him. Handsome, that's for sure, but it didn't seem to be comprehensive... Lu Si suddenly thought of the oil paintings he appreciated in art class in his first year of high school.
That’s right, he suddenly understood.
The sunset casts light and shadows like an oil painting on the ferry. The boy looks like a person in the painting, delicate and beautiful, with excellent proportions of facial features, as if they were carefully sculpted bit by bit by a skilled craftsman, almost unreal.
If we use the comics his sister likes to read to describe him, he would undoubtedly have the face of a handsome male protagonist.
Therefore, Lu Si was very suspicious. Given his "Schrödinger-like" myopia, where he couldn't tell the difference between humans and animals within a hundred meters if he didn't care about anything, he wondered if it was the myopia with a filter that had worn him down to the point where his eyelids were almost blind.
Eyelids...you've been looking for too long.
He came back to his senses. Old Liu focused his attention on the boy and didn't look at this side anymore.
Lu Si took the paper and twirled it with his fingertips.
The deputy minister came back after a walk. Lu Si glanced at the row of scores, which was terrible. When he changed the scores, he left the A in the column on the blackboard.
Knocking on the desk of the Left Protector, Lu Si whispered, "Wipe it off later."
The junior student was very busy, and the look in his eyes was full of gratitude.
When the class was reclassified from Grade 12, the deputy director raised his glasses and asked, "Brother Lu, are there going to be transfer students in your Grade 12 class?"
Lu Si glanced at the trash can in the sanitation area designated for Class 1 and said lazily, "What transfer student—"
"The one just now, the one with Old Liu." The deputy minister remembered something and added an important feature, "The one who was very good-looking."
Lu Si glanced at him with drooping eyelids: "Isn't he a sophomore in high school?"
Deputy Minister: "How could I not know about this transfer student who is a sophomore in high school?"
"oh."
Why can’t it be from the first year of high school? This question is meaningless, so Lu Si didn’t ask any more questions.
"I didn't recommend transferring you to Class 2 in the first place." Arriving at the Academic Affairs Office, Director Liu pointed to a row of books in the corner and said, "Pick one book from each stack. These are your review materials for this stage."
"That should be all for now, right?" Director Liu asked the teacher next to him. After receiving a positive response, he continued the previous topic.
"There are three science classes in senior year, one in each branch. Class 2's average grades have always been the best among the three, but there aren't many top students in the top ten. The main reason is that they have Lu Si..."
The boy who was bending over to pick up a book paused.
He raised his head, a strand of hair hanging in front of his forehead, and looked over with an unclear gaze.
His eyes were like a pool of water in a glass bottle, reflecting the clear blue of the sky.
"It's the student we just met in Class 16, the tall and handsome one." Director Liu picked up the teacup and blew some tea leaves.
"That kid has good intentions and is smart, but he can't fully focus on his studies. Even in his third year of high school, he still likes to mess around with all sorts of things... And he's also a bad influence on the other students in Class 2. He spends his free time hanging out on the playground. There's no atmosphere of a third year of high school at all..."
Director Liu didn't drink a sip and put the teacup down again.
"Xiao Gu, you can go to Class 2," he thought to himself, coming to a conclusion. "Just stay away from Lu Si. Be careful he might lead you astray. Before you came here, Mr. Gu already told the school that your main focus in your senior year is experience. Don't just start studying and then follow everyone else's lead."
Gu Fang came over with the book in his arms without saying a word.
The teacher beside him helped him count them.
Director Liu picked up his teacup again and patted Gu Fang's shoulder earnestly, "Little Gu, you haven't been to school much before due to health reasons. You must remember everything I say to you."
Gu Fang, who had always been a well-behaved child, nodded: "I understand, Director Liu."
The head teacher led Gu Fang into the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3.
The students in Class 2, who were noisily checking their answers to the test paper, looked up and saw their new classmate, and suddenly fell silent.
The homeroom teacher put on a stern face and said, "I could hear you all down the hall! What's up? You got full marks on the opening exam, right?"
Gu Fang noticed that even though the head teacher was scolding them, the students were all grinning. A skinny boy in the back row even complained, "Old Du, who made this math test? He could have gotten over 130 on this test when he was in school. I bow down to him!"
Everyone else agreed.
Lao Du said, "Stop talking nonsense to me. Your teacher Yan just finished grading the papers and said Lu Si got a perfect score. How come you couldn't get more than 130?"
The classmates were shocked and shouted, "Brother Lu is awesome."
The skinny boy yelled again, "How can you compare him to Brother Lu's math bug? This is different. If he can get above 90 in English, I'll kowtow to him!"
Gu Fang's ears moved slightly under his hair.
Others shouted, "Chen Yi, you're so bold! You're stepping on his weak spot while Brother Lu is away? Be careful, Brother Lu will come back and beat you up, hahahahaha..."
Lao Du patted the podium, stopping the cheerful atmosphere in the classroom: "Alright, alright, let me introduce our new transfer student, Gu Fang."
My attention has long been on this transfer student with an extremely eye-catching appearance, and this time I can finally do it openly.
Lao Du also introduced him as an Omega, who was previously from a foreign school.
Foreign Language School is a well-known private high school in this city.
Gu Fang was not used to being stared at by so many people at once. He pursed his lips, not knowing where to look, and looked out the window.
The unfortunate student union cadre who had come back to check the hygiene hadn't returned yet. He forced a smile and said, "Hello everyone, I'm Gu Fang."
Many boys and girls blushed.
This new Omega classmate is so good-looking.
Apart from his excessive height, he perfectly meets all the fantasies of boys and girls about Omega.
"Gu Fang," Lao Du glanced around, "There aren't many people in our class, and there are only a few empty tables and chairs left. Where would you like to sit?"
Gu Fang's eyes swept across the empty tables and chairs and landed on the empty seat in the corner of the last row by the window. There were fewer books on the table than on other places, but it was obvious that it was occupied.
So he pointed to the empty seat at his deskmate: "Right there."
Chen Yi looked up from the ocean of mathematical torture and pointed at himself: "Who? Me?"
Isn't it an empty seat? Am I not a human?
Gu Fang hummed, and pursed his lips a little embarrassedly: "It's more ventilated by the window. Sorry to bother you, classmate."
Chen Yi: “…” Then why don’t you sit in the seat closest to the window?
Old Du also glanced at the location, assessed it up and down for a moment, and felt it made sense. "Let's go there. It's well-ventilated. Chen Yi, you pack up and move next to Xiao Yuanshan later. His place is not empty, and you two had a good time there."
Chen Yi and Xiao Yuanshan, who were across the aisle, looked at each other for a while, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Under Lao Du's stern gaze, he hung the chair on the table and moved it to the other side of Xiao Yuanshan.
Gu Fang came over to move the empty set of tables and chairs.
"Do you want me to help you?" Chen Yi glanced at his thin arms, which looked too slender because of the whiteness.
Gu Fang effortlessly lifted the table and chairs, speaking without taking a breath: "Thank you, I can do it by myself."
Chen Yi thought to himself that although this new classmate was not polite, he was still quite polite.
Why do these two words seem contradictory?
Continue to study on your own.
Gu, like his deskmate after school, piled his books on the table, forming a small wall. At first, he didn't understand why books were piled on the table while the hole was empty. Only when he pulled out his phone did he understand the strategic significance of this wall.
-Are you in the classroom?
Gu Fang glanced at Xiao Yuanshan across the aisle. He was even more outrageous. Not only did he leave his phone on the table, but as soon as Lao Du left, he put on his headphones. Wired headphones, at that.
Gu Fang replied with a little peace of mind.
-arrive.
-Your uncle is here to pick you up tonight. What time do you get out of school?
-Director Liu said, around nine o'clock.
-good.
-You go ahead and do your work, Dad.
-Well, take good care of yourself at school. If you're not feeling well, tell your homeroom teacher. Remember to change your barrier patch promptly, and be sure to tell us if you're feeling unwell.
-I see.
Someone walked up to him.
Gu Fang was startled for a moment, and the smooth operation of Class 26 of Senior High School flashed through his mind. He suddenly covered his phone with a book.
While he was still in shock, he smelled a very faint mint scent and looked up suddenly.
The boy, whom even Director Liu acknowledged as "tall and handsome," was standing at the table, his eyes slightly narrowed, their narrow corners appearing sharp. His gaze was still sleepy, and upon closer inspection, a hint of confusion appeared.
"Did I go to the wrong classroom?"
Gu Fang: “…”
Lu Si looked around.
Xiao Yuanshan said with a gloating tone: "Si'er, don't you welcome your new deskmate?"
Chen Yi wailed, "Brother Lu! I don't want to leave you either! But due to Lao Du's tyranny, we can only be the distant Altair and the bright Milky Way from now on—"
You must be obsessed with memorizing Chinese.
Lu Si came back to his senses and finally realized what was going on.
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