Large-scale horse-dragging scene
The air seemed to solidify into cement.
On the wall, Chen Xiyu and Tan Zhao sat side by side, like two butterflies pinned to a specimen board.
Inside the wall, the fat director Pang from the teaching department who had just boasted that "there are no late students in F High School" had a face that turned from red to purple and then to blue. His nostrils flared violently with anger, and the rage spurting from his wide-open eyes could almost burn through the wall.
Outside the wall, Tang Qingjia, an English teacher, was holding ten yuan to buy breakfast, with his mouth slightly open. His expression quickly switched from a bewildered “Who am I and where am I?” to understanding “Oh, it’s you two little brats”, and finally to a helpless look of “Young people really know how to have fun”.
The six eyes met, and there was a flash of lightning.
Chen Xiyu's mind was filled with a single, bolded comment: "It's over! Damn it! F Gao Xiaobawang died here today! And he's implicated the new handsome guy too!"
Tan Zhaoze subconsciously closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Chen Xiyu, after all these years, your "lucky" physique that can cause a chain reaction even when you fall on flat ground hasn't changed at all.
In this suffocating silence——
"Ouch!"
I don’t know if Chen Xiyu was frightened by the director’s eyes and her legs went weak, or if Tan Zhao tried to adjust his posture to save the situation, or if it was just a trick of fate...they both slipped and fell off the wall at the same time!
“Plop!” “Plop!”
Two muffled sounds were heard, accompanied by a few suppressed exclamations (from Teacher Tang outside the wall) and an earth-shaking roar (from Director Pang inside the wall).
Location: At the base of the sacred wall on F High.
Time: The morning of the first day after the National Day holiday.
Event: The late wall-climbing duo performed a difficult double free fall under the "welcome" of the leading teachers.
The embarrassment level instantly exploded!
Damn it! I was caught climbing over the wall late on the first day of school, and even had to perform a public butt-stomping performance with a new handsome boy I met! Oh my god, are you kidding me?!
Chen Xiyu was so dizzy from the fall that the villain in her head started crying like Meng Jiangnu.
The final result was no surprise.
Student Chen Xiyu was given a 3,000-word self-criticism (Director Pang’s original words were: “2,000? I think you wanted to write 3,000!”), with the charge of corrupting the freshmen and seriously undermining the school spirit and discipline!
Student Tan Zhao was given a verbal warning because "he was new here, so his behavior was excusable" (Director Pang looked at his handsome face and academic record, and his tone softened significantly). He was also ordered to immediately change into the red school uniform of F High School, the same one worn for practicing Tai Chi.
…
At the entrance of the Academic Affairs Office.
Chen Xiyu was like a frost-bitten cabbage, with his hands behind his back, his toes grinding pebbles on the ground in boredom, muttering to himself, "Three thousand words... Three thousand words... Pang Papi, you might as well just kill me..."
In the office, Director Pang was explaining the situation to Tan Zhao in a friendly manner: "Tan Zhao, your mother talked to me on the phone before. I am Director Pang from the second grade of high school. Here, this is our F High School uniform. Remember to change into it tomorrow." He glanced at Tan Zhao's exquisite Keio First High School DK uniform that was out of place in the surroundings, and his tone contained a hint of "when in Rome, do as the Romans do."
Tan Zhao took the two sets of red school uniforms. Before he could say anything, Director Pang added, "That girl at the door, Chen Xiyu, has been under my command for over a year. She's nothing but a scoundrel! Don't learn those crooked ways from her..."
"Director Pang," Tan Zhao suddenly spoke in a clear voice, interrupting the director's scolding. He looked calmly at the drooping figure outside the window.
"Student Chen meant well. Seeing me getting locked out and feeling anxious, she suggested... well, a different approach. While her method wasn't ideal, her original intention was to help me. The responsibility lies primarily with me."
Director Pang was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that this handsome guy would take the initiative to excuse the "naughty boy" and even implicitly put the responsibility on himself.
He waved his hand with an expression that said "I understand, I understand": "Okay, don't I know her little tricks? But you are an honest kid. Since you have chosen F High School, you should adapt well. With your foundation, it will be no problem for you to work hard and get into a good university!" He patted Tan Zhao's shoulder heavily.
The door opened. Chen Xiyu, the wilted cabbage, immediately stood up straight and tried to force a sweet smile.
Director Pang said sternly, "Chen Xiyu! Submit your 3,000-word self-criticism to my office before school ends tomorrow! Not a single word missing!"
"Ah?! Director! Three, three thousand?" Chen Xiyu's face instantly fell, and she wailed, "This is worse than the National Day homework..."
"Hmm?" Director Pang glared, "You think it's too little?"
"No, no, no! I promise to complete the mission!" Chen Xiyu immediately gave in, tears streaming down her face. Three thousand words! My life is my life too!
So, a strange queue formed on the way back to the classroom.
Up ahead, Director Pang, with her belly bulging, brainwashed Tan Zhao with the routine of reciting F High School's "glorious history" as they walked: "...Our F High School is a provincial key school! Our admission rate is excellent! Our admission rate to first-tier universities is high every year..."
Tan Zhao listened with his ear tilted slightly, occasionally responding with a "hmm," his manner polite yet distant. Only his gaze would occasionally drift unnoticed behind him.
A few steps behind him, Chen Xiyu was like a doll with its soul drained out. She dragged her heavy steps, muttering silently, her little face wrinkled, and kicked the stones under her feet.
Humph! Lao Pang has a double standard! He treats people differently based on their appearance! He's as warm as a spring breeze to handsome guys, but as cruel as a harsh winter to me! She snorted indignantly, the sound neither loud nor soft, just loud enough for the two people in front to hear.
Director Pang didn't turn around, but the corners of Tan Zhao's mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.
"By the way, Tan Zhao," Director Pang seemed to have just remembered, turning back and pointing at the "moving low-pressure cloud" behind him. "Although this girl is a little naughty, she's not a bad person at heart. She's in the same class as you, and she's the monitor of Class 2-3 of Senior High School. If you have any questions about your studies or life in the future, besides asking the teacher, you can also ask her." He paused and added, "After all, we were both promoted directly from junior high school, so we know each other well!"
Upon hearing this, Tan Zhao paused and turned around. The sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on him, gilding his tall figure. He looked at the girl still struggling with the stone, a knowing smile in his eyes, his tone gentle yet with a subtle hint of teasing:
"I know. I've heard of 'Little Overlord' since middle school. Classmate Chen Xiyu."
His voice reached Chen Xiyu's ears clearly.
"I've heard of you for a long time"? "Little Bully"? Chen Xiyu suddenly looked up and met Tan Zhao's smiling peach blossom eyes. She instantly remembered the boast she'd made a few hours ago and the tragic fall she'd suffered. Her face flushed bright red! Ahhhh! He was laughing at me! Absolutely!
She glared at him angrily, then quickly turned away, her ears burning.
Tan Zhao felt an inexplicable surge of joy as he watched her bristle and shy expression, the smile in his eyes deepening. The lively figure before him gradually became reminiscent of the girl in his memory, wearing the red junior high school uniform, standing in front of him with her hands on her hips, dispelling the gloom like a little sun.
She is still herself. How nice.
At the same time, in an elegant villa in the center of Tongcheng City.
In a room filled with various Lego models, an open notebook was lying on the desk. The wind coming in from the window gently flipped a few pages, and finally stopped at the title page.
A line of clear and powerful handwriting caught my eye:
"That year, you shone brightly like the sun, piercing through my gloomy skies. Even though I was mired in the mud and in a state of despair, I was fortunate enough to be illuminated by your light."
…
After a lot of trouble, I finally arrived at the door of Class 3 of Grade 12. It was already the break between the last classes of the morning.
Chen Xiyu habitually tried to slip in through the back door, but she caught a glimpse of the tall figure beside her and Director Pang, who hadn't yet gone far. She abruptly pulled back her foot and resigned herself to following Teacher Tang through the front door. Image! Image! Even though it was already shattered...
Teacher Tang gave a few brief instructions and left. When Tan Zhao followed Teacher Tang into the classroom, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet, followed by suppressed gasps and whispers.
"Wow! So handsome!"
"A new classmate? Which school is he from? He's so handsome!"
"Oh my god, this aura is like walking out of a comic book!"
Chen Xiyu's best friends Jiang Hui and Fiona Sit winked at her and silently lip-synced, "Late again! Hahaha!"
Tan Zhao stood still at the podium, ignoring the eyes focused on him, picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard.
Talk about Zhao.
The two characters, in regular script, have a relaxed structure, and the strokes are restrained yet powerful, which complements his handsome appearance.
"Hello everyone, I'm Tan Zhao. Tan for talk, Zhao for announcement." His voice was low, but it reached everyone clearly, with a calm and magnetic air. "I used to attend Keio First Junior High School, and I'm honored to transfer to F High School. I briefly attended the junior high school in my first year of junior high, so it's like a return visit. Please take care of me in the future."
The simple and neat introduction, coupled with that impeccable face, instantly triggered even more enthusiastic applause and cheers, especially in the girls' area.
Teacher Tang pointed to an empty seat in the corner of the last row of the classroom and said, "Tan Zhao, can you sit there for now? It might not be a very good seat..."
"It's okay, Teacher. I'm fine." Tan Zhao's eyes swept over the empty seat—next to Chen Xiyu, still immersed in the grief of the "Three Thousand Words" poem, with her chin in her hand, feeling hopeless. He curled his lips slightly and walked over.
Chen Xiyu felt a shadow looming over her and subconsciously looked up.
The boy had already changed into the blue and white (or red and white) F High school uniform that Chen Xiyu had complained looked like "practicing Tai Chi." The ordinary style, on him, managed to create a fresh, clean, and youthful look. His bangs drooped slightly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes, a faint smile on their face, stared at her.
Chen Xiyu's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. She quickly stood up and made way for him, muttering softly, "...What a coincidence! A new deskmate."
"Yeah, that's quite a coincidence." Tan Zhao calmly sat down, put down his schoolbag, tilted his head, and lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear it, with a hint of mischievous smile, "Little Wang Ba?"
boom!
Chen Xiyu's face instantly turned red! Ahhh! He really still remembered! He even mentioned it! This guy looks handsome, but he's definitely black when you cut him open!
Jiang Hui, who was sitting at the front desk, turned her head, a look of envy and jealousy on her face: "Xiyu! What kind of shit luck are you! A handsome guy fell from the sky as my deskmate!"
Fiona Sit gave an even more wicked grin: "Rain~ Spring is here? Are you happy?"
Some even pointed their spearheads directly at Xie Yanzhi, who had been sleeping in the corner at the back of the classroom and had finally been woken up. He had a messy head of hair and an unhappy look on his face.
"Brother Yan! Wake up! Don't sleep any more! Your throne as the top grass is facing an unprecedented challenge!"
"It's over, it's over! A man who can rival Xie Yanzhi's looks has appeared!"
Xie Yanzhi was woken up and grabbed his hair in annoyance. His narrow, almond-shaped eyes were filled with sleepiness and anger at being disturbed. He first glared at the person who made the fuss, and then lazily and with a scrutinizing look, he cast a glance at the overly dazzling new face sitting next to Chen Xiyu.
Their eyes met, and a subtle electric current seemed to flow through the air.
Xie Yanzhi frowned, made an impatient "tsk" sound, and slumped back down on the table. A muffled voice came out: "Get out, you're making so much noise."
Tan Zhao simply withdrew his gaze indifferently, as if he didn't sense the subtle hostility, and continued to organize his books.
Chen Xiyu was blushing from the teasing of his friends and was about to explode when his eyes swept over the dignified Tan Zhao next to him, and then looked at Xie Yanzhi who was lying there like a salted fish (although he was also very handsome, but his image was really not good at the moment), and a brilliant idea of "counterattack" instantly formed.
"Heh!" She sneered, deliberately raising her voice to ensure that the people around her could hear her. Her fingers flicked back and forth between Tan Zhao and Xie Yan.
"Do some people understand what comparative harm means? Look at classmate Tan Zhao. Wearing our school uniform, he looks like the male protagonist in a Japanese drama, so fresh and handsome! And then look at some people..." She deliberately dragged out her tone, her eyes landing on the wrinkled back collar of Xie Yanzhi's school uniform, "Tsk tsk, he looks just like an old man in the park who just finished practicing Tai Chi and hasn't changed his clothes yet!"
"Pfft—hahaha!" The surroundings suddenly erupted in laughter.
Xie Yanzhi suddenly raised his head, all sleepiness gone, and gnashed his teeth: "Chen, Xi, Yu!"
Chen Xiyu made a face at him, looking smug.
Tan Zhao looked at the girl beside him, her bright and cunning profile, and the smile in his eyes spread out like a pebble dropped into a lake. He lowered his head, his fingertips gently stroking the brand new textbook cover.
Well, new school, new deskmate, new life.
Looks like it's going to be fun.
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