"Yingying, I'm not exaggerating. I've lived for so long and have never seen anyone so handsome."
Is this true or false? Cheng Wanying looked unconvinced.
If there were people like this in the world, they would have become stars long ago.
How could he be an ordinary person now?
Seeing that Cheng Wanying had lost interest, Zhang Shiyue leaned over the table and sighed, "But Cheng Haohai is not bad, he ranks high in school, and he's very kind to you."
"Stop, cousin, we are related by blood."
"oh."
What a pity, "How close is the blood relationship? It doesn't matter if you are five generations apart?"
Cheng Wanying tapped Zhang Shiyue's head disdainfully, "Close, very close! What are you thinking about every day?"
The two of them ended the topic when the bell rang.
On the other side, Zhang Shaoyang exclaimed as he entered the library. "It's really huge. Professor Zou beautifully said that this is to let us experience campus life and attend classes. It's just that we can't borrow these books, so we have to come here to read them."
"Yeah, or do you think Professor Zou is so kind as to let us play with him?"
"But the principal who came to pick us up just now didn't know about it. He thought we were just borrowing the place to have classes."
"They're not of sufficient rank."
Zhang Shaoyang nodded. Indeed, everyone probably knew about the existence of the gifted class.
But few people know who is in the gifted class.
He pushed aside the people around him, sat down in the seat next to Wang Chuwei, and shook his head in a show-off manner.
Except for Chu Weige, none of them went to high school. He skipped three grades and went straight to high school.
The genius class values the strong, and Chu Weige crushed them absolutely, leaving nothing behind in the blink of an eye.
After being eliminated layer by layer, the core of the base now only consists of six men and two women.
Chu Weige was the only one in the core from beginning to end, and Professor Zou wanted to follow him wherever he went.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
There was nothing on the floor except some people wandering back and forth.
Zhang Shaoyang looked twice more in surprise, but still saw nothing.
"Come on, come with me and take a look. Look, everyone is rushing over there."
As soon as the get out of class was over, Zhang Shiyue started pestering her. Cheng Wanying was helpless, "I really don't want to. Look how embarrassed I am. No, no, no."
There are a few people who look good and want to see the seniors, but they are not yours, so what's the point of just looking at them.
Cheng Wanying was too lazy to move. "If you come here, could you please pour me a glass of water?"
"You're so lazy."
Zhang Shiyue chuckled and took the water cup from Cheng Wanying.
For three or four days in a row, Cheng Wanying kept hearing about those seniors whom she had never seen in school before.
I just heard them say that the school leaders attach great importance to them and feel that it is too disturbing to have people coming and going to visit them.
They simply posted security guards at the entrance of the library to prevent people from entering casually.
but.............
"Yingying, let me tell you, even the security guards have long legs and are tall, like they've been soldiers. It's amazing."
Someone is being infatuated again. Cheng Wanying just hummed and supported her head in a daze.
I haven't seen Wang Chuwei for a long time.
I don’t know if they were really not destined to be together, or if they had such a tacit understanding that they had no idea what was going on, but they haven’t seen each other since that time.
It was almost mid-October now, and Aunt Meng was busy with work and had no time to organize small activities, so the only way for them to communicate was gone.
The weather turned cloudy in the afternoon and it might rain. The classroom felt stuffy and anxious.
By the time school was over, it was raining heavily outside.
The heavy rain was venting its anger, announcing that the weather was going to get colder.
The rain came suddenly, and many people didn't bring umbrellas and stood at the stairs hesitating.
Experimental High School is so big that it takes seven or eight minutes to walk from the teaching building to the school gate, which is enough time to get soaked.
Cheng Wanying stared at the rain curtain outside in a daze, thinking about a very serious philosophical question.
It is more likely to get wet if you run, or if you walk slowly.
An umbrella was handed to him, and the air around him became quiet in an instant, with everyone looking at him intently.
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