() The girl in front of me is wearing an ordinary shirt and skirt, and her face is nothing special. It can be said that she is the type of passerby walking on the street.
If Yue Zichuan hadn't secretly pointed her out just now, Lu Yang wouldn't have known who she was.
The current monitor of Class 1 is Zou Mengyuan. It is said that his father is the chief engineer of Qingshi Factory. He has good grades, has a great personality, and is very prestigious in the class.
The deputy squad leader is Li Dongyu. I heard that his father is the chief accountant of Shuanghe Factory. He has good grades and a soft character. He is Zou Mengyuan's yes-man in the class.
Jiang Ling, the literary and art committee member, is the school beauty. It is said that her father is even more awesome. He is the director of the Red Machine Factory, the largest factory with the largest number of people. Yue Zichuan specially warned that this girl has always been cold-faced to boys, and she has many suitors and supporters in the school.
There are many, so don’t mess with them.
Yue Zichuan, who laughed sarcastically, said that the princess was a publicity committee member and was ranked among the top five school beauties, so she naturally had many suitors. However, he guaranteed that Lu Yang's childhood sweetheart had not been any boy's girlfriend in the past two years.
Seeing that Yue Zichuan still didn't know what happened between him and the princess, Lu Yang looked calm and smiled bitterly in his heart.
In addition, Yue Zichuan serves as the study committee member, as well as the disciplinary committee member Deng Tianshan and the psychological committee member Ge Lan.
As for the sports committee members and life committee members, because their grades last semester were not good enough, they were moved to the lower four classes. I heard that they would be re-elected.
Grant stood angrily, glaring fiercely at Lu Yang in front of him, dissatisfied with his indifferent expression.
As the psychological committee member of the class, Grant has always believed that it is his responsibility to care about the mental health of his classmates.
The girls were chatting just now. Ge Lan, who came back to Xinjiang very late during the summer vacation, only learned about what happened a few days ago. Under the instigation of a group of girls, she plucked up the courage to come and chat with this Lu Yang.
I didn't expect that the other party had such an arrogant attitude. When he saw me greeting him, he didn't even respond.
"Hey! Are you deaf?"
When Ge Lan heard the discussion of the girls behind him, he was embarrassed and slapped Lu Yang on the table.
"Are you calling me?"
Lu Yang's expression remained calm, curled his lips and said, "But my name is not Hey."
Phew!
Behind Ge Lan, Lu Yang was not far away. Many of the girls and boys who were secretly paying attention to the developments here couldn't help but chuckle.
"you!"
Ge Lan was shy and anxious, and was about to slap him again, showing off his authority as a class leader, and letting this person know what he was doing.
"The table hurt a lot just now," Lu Yang frowned and said helplessly, "Can you stop taking pictures?"
"Ha ha……"
A little fat man not far away couldn't help but laugh.
"You! You!"
Ge Lan's body was shaped like a teapot, pointing at Lu Yang, with a round face that was red from suppressing it.
"Classmate Ge Lan," Lu Yang stared at her with an indifferent expression and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"you……"
Grant was shocked and forgot the topic for a moment, and asked in confusion: "How do you know my name?"
I haven’t introduced myself yet, and I don’t have the right words to say that I am the psychological committee member and have the responsibility to deal with this kind of thing.
How can this Lu Yang across from him know who he is?!
"I have a good ear," Lu Yang glanced at the group of girls in the distance, raised his eyebrows and said, "When you were talking about me just now, you heard someone call you that."
The incident the day before yesterday was spread by some unintentional people, and few people in the small circle of Class 1, Grade 3, didn't know about it at this time.
The princess, who usually kept her eyes high and rejected the pursuit of countless school sweethearts, was dumped by her childhood sweetheart boyfriend who had just moved away, leaving her crying on the street.
Such a powerful and connotative script is the perfect conversation piece for girls of this age who have excess hormones.
Unexpectedly, the male protagonist Lu Yang actually entered the first class!
Isn't it said that the other party is just the child of the director of a small workshop?
My grades are just okay. Even if I do well in the exam and get into the experimental class, I will only go to the bottom four classes at most.
But now Lu Yang has actually arrived in class. Although Zou Mengyuan, the monitor of the class, has not said it explicitly, many people know that he secretly likes the princess.
Thinking about it, more exciting plots will continue to unfold in the future. Just now, including Zhang Lelan, a group of girls with crazy gossip thoughts were so excited during the discussion that they hardly restrained their words.
"ah……"
Grant came back to her senses and thought about it, but she couldn't lose her momentum. She said with a serious expression: "I just want to ask about that matter, why did you..."
"Classmate Ge Lan," Lu Yang shook his head and said with a cooler expression: "That matter is not what you think, and it has nothing to do with you."
"What's your attitude..."
Glenn is really going crazy, this new student is so arrogant.
"Teacher Zhao is back."
Lu Yang saw that the other party was still chattering. Fortunately, many people appeared at the door. He interrupted Ge Lan and spoke to the door.
Grant looked back, glared at Lu Yang with reluctance, and then hurried back to his seat.
Zhao Guohui asked the students to sit down, and together with the class cadres, distributed the textbooks and curriculum to the students in the first row, and then passed them down one by one.
In other seats where class leaders are not present, classmates at the same table will happily act as setters.
Jiang Ling's deskmate was a tall man with glasses. After he gave the textbook in front of him to Zhang Lelan, he gave Lu Yang a hateful look but did not help pick up the textbook on Jiang Ling's desk.
Guessing that it might be the princess's bodyguard, Lu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart. He originally wanted to get up and get it, but he thought it was too obvious and inappropriate, so he simply sat still.
After all the textbooks were distributed to the first row, Zhao Guohui asked the class cadres to go back to their seats because there would be something to do later.
Jiang Ling wore a goose-yellow dress with a very conservative style that covered most of her body, but her dazzling curves could still easily arouse a man's instinct.
When walking, Jiang Ling's steps were very light, with a unique charm. Lu Yang leaned on the seat and couldn't help but glance over.
As if he noticed that Lu Yang was looking at him, Jiang Lingping glanced ahead and quickly looked away after meeting his gaze.
Returning to her seat, Jiang Ling looked at the thick stack of books on her desk and the embarrassed face of her deskmate Na Na.
Jiang Ling naturally understood that her deskmate also liked the princess's pure and beautiful demeanor. She glanced at the somewhat sad face by the window and shook her head secretly, wondering what the boy behind her was thinking.
After sorting the textbooks into a thick pile, Jiang Ling didn't look back and just wanted to take them from her side to the desk behind her.
But Jiang Ling's left hand strength was limited, and she was a little weak holding it with one hand. Her wrist softened midway, and a large stack of textbooks slipped down.
Jiang Lingxin screamed, and quickly turned around to hold it up with her right hand. A strong hand from behind reached out in time and squeezed the textbook tightly.
"Thanks."
The boy's voice seemed to be changing over the years, and his deep and penetrating voice sounded right in the middle of Jiang Ling's ears.
For a moment, Jiang Ling's mind was slightly shaken and she forgot to let go, until she saw a trace of doubt in the boy's clear eyes from the corner of her eyes, until the side of her face began to be filled with the boy's breath.
Jiang Ling woke up, quickly let go of her hand, and turned around quickly to get rid of the strange feeling just now, but she couldn't help but feel a slight heat in her ears.
Lu Yang took the textbook back and put it on the table, thinking that Jiang Ling's lack of response was just a matter of habit.
He understood very well that such girls, who were gifted with beauty but were troubled by beauty, would easily cause misunderstandings as long as they gave the opposite sex a little color. Usually, those with good family education would be indifferent to the opposite sex since childhood.
When Zhao Guohui saw that the textbooks were distributed, she quickly clapped her hands to ask her classmates to quiet down.
"Students, the new semester is about to begin. There are many changes in our class. In order to maintain stability, the class committee will not be re-elected for the time being. However, there is still a lack of sports committee members and life committee members in the class. The teacher hopes that everyone can sign up!
"
After Zhao Guohui finished speaking, he looked expectantly at the classmates below. Unfortunately, everyone who was laughing and joking just now lowered their heads and said nothing, without any intention of taking the initiative.
Compared with "good positions" such as monitors, sports committee members and life committee members are considered hard work, and few people are willing to take them.
Zhao Guohui felt helpless, looked around, and suddenly found that Lu Yang in the back row did not lower his head. At this moment, he was looking at him with a calm expression. Although there was no eager expression in his eyes, he was not afraid at all. He was exposed outside.
The arms are not very strong, and the muscle lines are clear and distinct.
"Since no students took the initiative to sign up, the teacher just called the roll call!"
Zhao Guohui smiled, met the calm gaze, and asked: "Lu Yang, are you willing to be a sports committee member?"
Whoosh!
At least half of the students in the classroom looked away and stared at the new student.
Unlike other freshmen who are extremely low-key, this person is indeed worthy of the legendary arrogance. At this moment, so many people are looking at him, but he is not embarrassed at all, and he still looks like that.
Lu Yang looked at Zhao Guohui and saw hope in her eyes. He nodded as if it was natural and said, "If no other student in the class dares to do it, I will do it."
This sentence was like a thunderbolt thrown into the water, and soon the classroom was filled with discussion.
The classmates in the classroom, like Zhao Guohui, were all stunned by Lu Yang's arrogance. When they realized what was happening, most of them glared at him angrily.
After coming back to his senses, Zhao Guohui looked at the calm face and felt something was not right.
This kid looks very polite, but why does he speak so arrogantly?
Unfortunately, the whole class seemed to have a tacit understanding. No matter how Zhao Guohui asked if anyone else wanted to be a candidate, no one signed up. They all seemed to be waiting to see Lu Yang's joke.
Zhao Guohui had no choice but to let Lu Yang give it a try, thinking that if it didn't work, she would just wait until there was another election.
Then Zhao Guohui hastily selected another freshman to be the life committee member and announced that school would be over and everyone would come early in the afternoon to clean up.
Seeing Zhao Guohui leaving the classroom, most of the classmates were still packing their schoolbags. Lu Yang had already stood up. He didn't plan to carry textbooks home every day. He had already bought a new set of textbooks during the summer vacation.
Lu Yang put his schoolbag on his back and walked towards the back door. He heard rapid footsteps behind him and a small hand grabbed his sleeve.
