A handsome young man was walking on campus. Although he was smiling, everyone who saw him showed respect. Beside him, he was accompanied by two girls, one with the look of a woman shy of the moon, and the other with the look of a sinking fish and a geese.
appearance.
The young man held two pairs of boxing gloves in his hands, one pair red and one pair blue. It looked as if he had just finished boxing, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead that he had no time to wipe off.
"Look, that's Zhou Ming, the most popular boss in the first year of high school. Next to him are two of the 'Three Golden Flowers', Chu Tingting and Song Ying!" A refreshing girl was dragging the arm of her friend next to her.
Hu Xiao shouted.
Next to her is a girl wearing glasses. The lenses are as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. Her long hair covers half of her face. She looks like the kind of girl who only reads books about sages and ignores what is happening outside the window.
'A good girl. She only glanced at it lightly and said disdainfully: "At our age, studying is the most important thing. People like them have no future at all!" [
"No." The refreshing girl said: "That Chu Tingting ranked first in the grade in the last mock test; that Song Ying was also in the top ten. As for that Zhou Ming, she was a little bit behind.
, but it’s still within the top thirty of the grade!”
The good girl was extremely surprised. In her opinion, boys and girls who were in the limelight like this were usually rich playboys. They came to the No. 1 Middle School because of their rich family background and some bad money.
I didn't expect their academic performance to be so good.
Thinking of this, the good girl looked in their direction a few more times. Somehow, some strange feelings emerged in her heart. She was a little envious of the two girls next to Zhou Ming. Being with him... seemed very majestic.
ah……
From time to time, male students would come over and call out "Brother Ming." After receiving Zhou Ming's nod, these male students quickly stepped aside and winked at their friends, as if to show off that they knew Zhou Ming.
Sudden--
A fat man wearing glasses rushed to Zhou Ming with a red face.
Zhou Ming suddenly stopped, but the expression on his face did not change. He asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"
"Brother Ming..." The little fat man pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "I... I want to join the Qingyi Sect!"