Before the bell was ready on Wednesday afternoon, Lu Yang walked into his seat in the classroom. Yue Zichuan saw the surprise on his face and rushed up to him with an expired newspaper in his hand.
Lu Yang glared at his friend angrily. School was over at noon the day before yesterday, and Grant's big mouth had already yelled once, and he insisted on treating him to ice cream.
At that time, although Yue Zichuan was watching Slam Dunk while walking, the boy said he was going to Guangming Bookstore and had ice cream. Lu Yang didn't believe he didn't hear it.
"Yes," Lu Yang glanced at Yue Zichuan angrily, shook his head and said, "But there's no chance of borrowing money to buy comics."
"..."
The surprise on Yue Zichuan's face suddenly stopped, and he looked at Lu Yang who looked across from him with a half-smile but clearly understood his intentions.
Recently, Guangming Bookstore has purchased many new comics, especially Slam Dunk, Yue Zichuan's favorite, but six yuan a copy is not cheap. He has saved most of his pocket money, but it is still not enough.
Seeing that Lu Yang often generously invited the princess, Jiang Ling, Ge Lan and that little sister Li to eat ice cream with him, Yue Zichuan knew that the newly wealthy mother, Aunt Zhang Shufen, had now opened a decoration company and became rich, so she probably gave it to him
A lot of pocket money.
At noon, Yue Zichuan saw that Slam Dunk was almost sold out at Guangming Bookstore. He felt anxious and asked Lu Yang to borrow some.
As a result, this kid said that he was borrowing money from poverty rather than urgency. Buying comics was not an urgent matter and he couldn't borrow it.
At that time, Yue Zichuan was so angry that he threatened that he would not copy homework from now on. The boy actually smiled and said that he would be the one who copied Jiang Ling.
"Forget it if you don't want to borrow it..."
Yue Zichuan was discouraged and returned to his seat dejectedly, lying on the desk and sulking.
At this time, the preparation bell had rang, and Jiang Ling was sitting upright waiting for class. She glanced at Yue Zichuan, who was listless at the table in front of her, feeling a little surprised.
At noon, Yue Zichuan came home angrily. Jiang Ling and the other girls were a little frightened when they saw Lu Yang turned around and bought the full set of Slam Dunk. After all, the full set cost nearly two hundred.
Jiang Ling originally thought that Lu Yang wanted to surprise Yue Zichuan, but what he heard just now didn't seem to be the case.
The classmate Lu Yang behind him, sister Fei'er's childhood sweetheart, has become more and more mysterious in Jiang Ling's eyes during this time.
Not to mention Class 1 of Grade 3, there are seven experimental classes, and Lu Yang is probably the only student who copies homework every morning.
Last week, one time when Yue Zichuan arrived late, Lu Yang generously tapped Jiang Ling's chair with a ball pen and asked if he could lend him his homework to copy.
Jiang Ling also didn't expect that the first time the other party took the initiative to talk to her, it was to ask her to copy her homework. She was so dizzy that she took out her homework. Later, whenever Yue Zichuan fell asleep, the person behind him would ask her to copy her homework without any courtesy.
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In the past few days, some male and female students wanted to test Lu Yang's grades due to various motives. They would often pretend to have questions during class or would not ask him if they really had questions, but he was very enthusiastic in answering all questions.
Occasionally, Jiang Ling would listen to Princess Grant together, and found that the other party's problem-solving ideas were quite familiar. Especially in chemistry, a new subject learned in the third grade of junior high school, there was no question that could stump him.
Lu Yang was also very good at chatting. He seemed to know a lot about astronomy, geography, sports and music. When get out of class was over recently, in addition to Wang Ping and Liu Yong, more and more boys gathered around to chat.
The weirdest thing is the class. The teachers in the experimental class are very good and the progress is very fast. Most of the students are top students and listen to the class very seriously.
But Jiang Ling discovered that Lu Yang didn't seem to listen to the teacher's lectures in class, but instead read the textbook and did the questions on his own.
After the class meeting on Monday, Deng Tianshan learned that Lu Yang was absent from class because of saving talents, and angrily, at the instruction of Teacher Zhao, Lu Yang's name was deleted from the discipline book.
Teacher Qian, who taught algebraic geometry, seemed to have his eye on Lu Yang. For two consecutive classes, he was sent to the stage to do questions, but he was not troubled at all.
Of course, what Jiang Ling didn't understand the most was Lu Yang's occasional gaze. It was not like ordinary male classmates, showing admiration or shyness, but just a touch of pity.
What a strange person...
Jiang Ling was so entangled with this idea that she felt a little dazed during the politics class.
The second class was physical education. Lu Yang went to the physical education teacher's office early. Gong Nanyong saw him and smiled and asked him to take the tape measure and medicine ball and said how the students' physical fitness was tested today.
The school is crowded, and the playground is crowded during physical education classes. Although it rained on Monday, the temperature has gradually increased over the past two days. The cool area under the rostrum has become a hot spot, and people will be crowded before class.
There are many female students who are afraid of being exposed to the sun, and of course there are also a few male students who are thick-skinned.
Lu Yang took a tape measure and a medicine ball and just came off the rostrum onto the playground.
"You squeeze the hammer!"
With a loud shout, Lu Yang's eyes blurred. Wang Ping's body, which was not very tall, fell hard on the cinder track. It was obvious that there were many wounds. He immediately covered his arms and kept moaning.
Under the rostrum, several female classmates and Liu Yong who were not familiar with each other quickly walked out. Their faces were red with anger, and they stared angrily to one side, but did not dare to say anything more. They just came to help Wang Ping.
Wang Ping is a thick-skinned type who likes to chat with female classmates. Especially among the girls, Xu Lian is a classmate of his old factory, and the two of them have a somewhat ambiguous affection.
Unlike Liu Yong, whose eyes were evasive, Xu Lian was supporting him with red eyes, staring angrily under the rostrum.
When Lu Yang saw that he was a classmate in his class, he hurriedly walked up. As soon as he saw clearly that there were many people standing under the podium, there was another loud shout.
"Look at the hammer!"
The boy who was yelling and swearing had a rough face, thick and thick eyebrows, and slightly upturned eyebrows. He looked very fierce. He had a clear velvet beard on his lips. He was obviously stronger than most of his male classmates in the third grade of junior high school. He was wearing a shirt with a heavy mountain printed on the chest.
Wearing a blue vest with the name of the sports school and shorts of the same style, and wearing a pair of somewhat tattered sneakers on his bare feet.
Lu Yang was slightly startled when he saw this person, and then sneered in his heart. He almost forgot about this acquaintance.
Lu Yang hurriedly walked to Wang Ping, threw the tape measure and medicine ball on the ground, and pulled away his covered elbow, which was covered with cinders and had begun to soak with blood.
"Liu Yong, Xu Lian," Lu Yang looked at the girl whose tears couldn't stop falling and ordered, "Send Wang Ping to the school doctor and quickly treat the wound."
After Wang Ping was pulled up, feeling half painful and half sweet, he leaned on Xu Lian and limped towards the school doctor's office.
"You're so girly, you don't need to fall at all."
The boy with thick eyebrows had been looking here coldly. At this moment, he said something disdainfully and turned to his side, but his face suddenly softened.
Lu Yang glanced at the boy with thick eyebrows opposite him, looking at the tall girl here with a faint expression of worry, laughing at himself in his heart, as expected, some things will not change.
Although Lu Yang knew that after his rebirth, it would be more difficult for him to face this tall girl than the princess, but at this time he did not want to stay away from her like Cao did during recess a few days ago.
There’s no way to avoid it in October anyway.
Lu Yang stepped forward, stared at the thick-browed boy's back calmly, and said, "Please follow me to the school doctor's office."
The boy with thick eyebrows turned around and looked in surprise at the boy in front of him who dared to challenge him. Although he was taller than him, the thickness of their arms was half the difference, and the contrast in strength was obvious.
Looking at the boy with a calm expression, the boy with thick eyebrows opened his eyes wide, and he was a little confused and asked with a sneer: "Who are you?"
Lu Yang smiled slightly and was about to speak when a familiar shout sounded behind him.
"What are you doing?"
As the leader of the sports team, Gong Nanyong was accustomed to patrolling the playground in advance. At this moment, he found two boys who were at war with each other and immediately walked over with a straight face.
Gong Nanyong walked closer and realized that the two boys knew their names. He suddenly asked in confusion: "Lu Yang, Tan Jian, physical education class is about to begin. What are you two sports committee members doing?"
Seeing the physical education teacher coming, many girls on the podium moved out of the way.
"Teacher Gong," Lu Yang looked at Gong Nanyong, then turned to look at the boy with thick eyebrows, and said, "This classmate just pushed Wang Ping of our class down. He was slightly injured and has been sent to the school doctor. I want to ask him to go too.
Let the school doctor take a look."
Unexpectedly, Lu Yang would report directly. Seeing Gong Nanyong's face getting worse and worse as he listened, the boy with thick eyebrows named Tan Jian was also a little flustered.
"Coach Gong," Tan Jian said with a silly smile on his face, his thick eyebrows smoothed out, and he looked very honest, "I pushed him as a joke, but I didn't expect that the other person couldn't stand firm."
After saying that, Tan Jian took advantage of Gong Nanyong to look at Lu Yang and glared at him fiercely. His rule of survival in the junior middle school was to be cruel.
Looking at Gong Nanyong's questioning look, Lu Yang said calmly: "Wang Ping had already fallen when I got here. I don't know what happened before."
After Gong Nanyong heard this, he slapped Tan Jian hard on the head and cursed: "Your child has such strong hands, be careful in the future and go to the school doctor to apologize quickly."
"oh."
Tan Jian agreed, feeling stoned in his heart. He looked at Lu Yang with an even more domineering look, thinking that this man was afraid of him, so he didn't dare to say that he did it on purpose.
Gong Nanyong watched Tan Jian trotting away, and then said to the tall girl standing next to him: "Chen Jing, your classes are about to start, why don't you go quickly?"
"Coach Gong, I'm going right away."
The tall girl named Chen Jing bowed slightly, her voice was very heroic, she glanced at Lu Yang, picked up the medicine ball and tape measure from the ground, pulled the girl next to her and turned around to leave.
Because of this episode, the physical education class was a few minutes late.
Lu Yang walked to Class 1, Grade 3, with a tape measure and a medicine ball. The conflict just now had been widely publicized, and many students in the class were a little excited when they looked at him.
Facing the strong man just now, Lu Yang was very brave. For these junior high school students who were not familiar with the world, it was already very difficult. Moreover, he was standing up for his classmates, which was quite heroic.
Boys and girls of this age worship heroes the most, and many classmates' feelings towards Lu Yang began to change subtly from this moment on.
"Stand at attention! Take a break!..."
In front of Gong Nanyong, Lu Yang stood tall and straight with his hands behind his back, shouting slogans with great energy.
Appreciation flashed in Gong Nanyong's eyes. Most junior high school kids are shy, but there are few boys who are so heroic. A thought came to his mind.
