Compared to his cold and mature appearance at the age of thirty, this face is still very tender, but Song Xiao, who has been with him for ten years, will never admit his mistake.

Just then, the bell rang, Teacher Jia turned around and left the classroom, and the room became lively in an instant.

"Wow, no, he actually sat next to the class monitor..." The students from the specialty class communicated in a low voice.

"Come and guess how many minutes he will be beaten?"

"What the hell is it? The squad leader has moved!"

A group of boys gathered together to watch the show, while the girls were sweating for Song Xiao.

Song Xiao watched the person in front of him sit up straight, put one hand on the back of the chair, staring at him with aggressiveness, and felt a little trembling in his heart. He swallowed his saliva and said word by word: "Hello, my name is Song Xiao, what's your name?" This sentence was taught by Shi Dashu on the way he came, saying that when he saw his classmates, he could only become friends with others.

The black pupils suddenly tightened, and the thin lips pursed a line.

"My name is Liu Lu, are you Song Xiao?" A cheerful female voice came. Song Xiao turned his head and saw the girl sitting in front of him turn her head and look at him with a smile. The girl is very cute and has two small dimples when she smiles.

"My name is Qian Jiahui," Liu Lu's boy at the desk also turned around and joined in the fun. "Brother, your name sounds a bit familiar. Hehe, congratulations, I chose our squad leader to sit at the same table..."

Qian Jiahui's words stopped abruptly. The hand that had just reached out suddenly shrank back and made a zipper on his mouth.

"Yu Tang," the squad leader withdrew his gaze that glanced at Qian Jiahui, turned slowly, and continued to look at Song Xiao, "My name is Yu Tang." The low and pleasant voice, with a bit of the unique brightness of a young man.

Song Xiao's hand under the table suddenly clenched, but his face was not obvious at all. He bent his eyes and said to Yu Tang, "I'm very happy to know you."

Yu Tang stared at Song Xiao for a while, then let out a "Yeah" from his nose, and the following words were gone. The hand placed on the table knocked on the table with two fingers.

This was the habit of Emperor Jing Yuan when he thought about things. His two fingers usually took a little bit on the armrest of the dragon chair. Song Xiao watched the two slender fingers move back and forth, as if they were knocking on his heart, struggling in the faint hope.

Suddenly, Yu Tang stood up, put one hand in his pants pocket, looked at him with a high apex, turned around and left. The boy behind Yu Tang also stood up, lowered his head and followed him out of the classroom.

Song Xiao was a little stunned, not knowing what had happened.

"Sure enough, I'm disliked." Someone said gloatingly.

"Hey, you kid are so ignorant," a short boy came over and knocked on Song Xiao's table. "You sit at the class monitor's deskmate? I advise you to move you away and sit down with our Sister Hua, maybe there will be a whole body." The boy pointed to the girl whose eyes were shining, and smiled with a malicious look on his face.

The reason why the girl called Sister Hua was not because her surname was Hua, but because of her crazy person. She didn't let go of anyone who was handsome in the class, but the only one who didn't dare to bother with her was the class leader.

When Sister Hua saw Song Xiao looking at her, she immediately looked like a heart-to-heart look, and walked over shakingly, saying with resentment: "Oh, Song Xiao, why don't you sit with me? The squad leader has a bad temper, you sit with him..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill behind his back. Sister Hua immediately froze. She slowly turned her head and saw the squad leader returning. Before she could react, she made a reflex to get out of the place.

Yu Tang ignored the people around him, grabbed Song Xiao's wrist and pulled him out.

"Wow, there's a good show!" The boys in the class basically squeezed to the window, waiting to see Yu Tang teach the newcomer,

"Emperor... Yu Tang, what are you pulling me out for?" Song Xiao staggered by him and followed him out of the classroom.

"Get the sign." Yu Tang turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

Song Xiao blinked and heard the director's voice roaring in the radio: "The class leaders of each class in the first grade should go to the Academic Affairs Office to get the student card."

"Uh..." Song Xiao opened his mouth. Just catch a classmate in this kind of thing. Their location is in the middle of the classroom. There is no need for this guy to go around and find him, right?

"My deskmate is just helping with the miscellaneous work." Yu Tang seemed to be in a good mood, his lips raised slightly, and he still grabbed his wrist and dragged forward.

Song Xiao quickly followed, turned around and looked at the boy not far away. The boy was not as good as Yu Tang. He lowered his head slightly when he walked, and breathed very lightly. If he hadn't known that someone had followed him from the beginning, he wouldn't have noticed it. When the boy saw him looking over, he had no intention of saying hello, but just lowered his head and kept a three-step distance from Yu Tang.

"His name is Dugu An." Yu Tang said a strange name, and did not allow Song Xiao to turn around, let him look ahead and walk well.

The main teaching building of Shengmeng Middle School is five connected buildings. Each floor between the buildings has exquisitely built corridors. The teaching office is on the third floor of the office building in front, and they can walk directly over.

There are many people standing in the Academic Affairs Office. The squad leaders of each class hold a printed list and carefully check the nameplate they have received. After all, they have just become the squad leader, which is a big deal, and the squad leaders are very serious.

"Speciality Class 1." Yu Tang walked to the teacher who issued the sign, signed up for the class name, and then got a small cardboard box.

The teaching office had only a big table, and the squad leader of each class had already occupied the surroundings. Yu Tang glanced at Dugu secretly, and the guy with his head down quickly rushed into the crowd. Before Song Xiao could see clearly what was going on, a large open space had been given up there.

Yu Tang put the cardboard box on the table, handed a list to Song Xiao, and signaled him to check the nameplate.

Song Xiao looked at the other class monitors and brought a classmate together, but he read the list one by one and looked at the nameplate one by one. He gave it all to him. He curled his lips, lowered his head and looked at the list carefully, then threw it aside and sorted it one by one.

These student cards are made of metal, with the school emblem and abbreviation "s-m" printed on it, and the student number and name are clearly written underneath.

Song Xiao checked the numbers one by one first, and saw that the total number was correct, and then checked the names one by one, but did not look at the list again during this period.

Yu Tang stood aside, looking at him with a deep look.

"There are seventy-two flowers here, and there is a line of poems under each flower. Everyone has read it. You will answer which one I get later. I will win the most. I will have a lot of rewards." The spring scenery at the Lu Ming Banquet was just right, and the late emperor smiled happily and picked up a peony.

"There are beautiful women in the south, and the beauty is like peaches and plums." Without waiting for everyone to react, the young top scholar had already spoken.

The poems under the flowers have nothing to do with the flowers themselves and are very difficult to remember. Several Jinshis who wanted to show off were anxious and sweating profusely, while the top scholar, who was only seventeen years old, was calm and composed. Each answer was accurate. Every time he answered correctly, his beautiful eyes would bend.

"Lao Qi, you can choose one too." The father's voice sounded in his ears, awakening Yu Jintang who was stunned.

"Yes, Father." He raised his hand and picked up a crabapple and handed it directly to Song Xiao.

The little top scholar with curved eyes was stunned. He caught the colorful crabapple with both hands and smiled in a clear and pleasant voice: "I don't know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

I don’t know where the faces are, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze...

"Okay," said the bent smiley eyes, and a metal nameplate was handed over, "This is yours."

Yu Tang took the metal card with his name written on it: "Where is yours?"

"Here." Song Xiao smiled and took out his. He liked this kind of game of memorizing things, so the squad leader just now did not feel unhappy when he finished it himself.

Yu Tang raised his hand and took the sign with "Song Xiao" engraved, and unpacked the plastic packaging in a few seconds, opened the pins behind, and clasped them on Song Xiao's school uniform with his own hands.

Because they were too close, the faint mint fragrance on the boy's body clearly spread to his nose, and Song Xiao froze for a moment.

"Don't move around." Yu Tang said to him, as if he didn't do such things often. He locked them a few times before he locked them, and then stuffed the metal card with "Yu Tang" into Song Xiao's hand.

"Ah?" Song Xiao looked up at him inexplicably.

Yu Tang frowned: "What are you doing while standing there? But I'll button it up."
Chapter completed!