The senior year of high school is very hard work. There is no weekend. You have to stay in the classroom reading and studying on Saturdays and Sundays. However, the discipline on these two days is a little looser than in the past. After all, teachers also need to spend weekends.
In the days of daily necessities, most students were given two sets of mock test papers and left the classroom to let the students answer their own questions. Then, the class representative would copy the answers on a blackboard, and the students would correct their own mistakes.
It is Saturday afternoon. Outside the window, the cold wind is howling, the sky is gloomy, the leaden gray clouds are slightly pressing down, and they seem to be very close to the ground. The dry branches stretch into the lonely sky, trembling slightly in the cold wind.
In the classroom, the lights were bright, and the fluorescent lights were as bright as day. The students were all solving problems honestly. There was a comprehensive liberal arts mock test paper in front of them. Xia Xiaoluo's pen scratched on the test paper, "Now do the questions."
There is a feeling of overwhelming momentum, which feels good.
Xia Xiaoluo doesn't have many friends in the class. After all, he has only been in school for half a semester. However, his classmates don't hate him. He keeps a safe distance and does not cause trouble or influence his life.
other people.
"It's snowing." A little girl shouted in surprise.
"It's true - it's so beautiful." The girl in the front row looked out the window and saw snowflakes falling outside the window. It was really beautiful.
"Holy shit, it's so big, like chicken feathers - no, goose feathers."
Anyway, the teacher was not present, and the students became restless and chattered small talk. Even He Shiyun, who had always been serious and hard-working, couldn't help but turned his head and looked out the window, with beautiful eyes flashing under his long eyelashes.
A hint of joy.
Boys and girls of this age group still maintain their enthusiasm for weather changes. Rain, rain, and snow seem to affect their sensitive hearts. After many years, their hearts become older and even become rough and hard. The weather,
It seems that it can only be related to the clothes they hang out.
However, He Shiyun found that Xia Xiaoluo didn't even raise his head, and the pen continued to wander over the test paper. It seemed that the snowy scene outside the window did not attract his attention at all.
He Shiyun smiled and shook her head. A touch of tenderness seemed to flow in her eyes. What kind of person was he? At least, he was very different from the people around him.
"It's done." Xia Xiaoluo stretched and said with satisfaction.
There was a guy in the front row who was ranked in the top 30 in his grade. He had no problem getting into a key university. The pupils behind his glasses suddenly shrank. His handsome face twitched in pain as he looked at his test paper.
He was only halfway through, and he, who always thought highly of himself, felt that Xia Xiaoluo's words were a naked slap in the face.
In life, there is always a small group of people who exist just to attack others, and Xia Xiaoluo is that kind of person. In this small town, his background is second to none, his achievements are outstanding, and his IQ is so high that it makes people gnash their teeth.
To call him a monster, the key is that he is well-educated and has a bit of polite innocence, which makes you jealous and makes you embarrassed to hate him.
Since the last time he slapped Shen Laosan and the others, Xia Xiaoluo's reputation has completely spread in Xinyang No. 1 High School. Everyone knows that there is usually such a jealous guy in the senior year of high school. He has a good family background, good grades, and looks good.
It doesn't matter if he has to be a bit handsome, the key is to face the gang that made them like this
The high school student Shen Laosan, a guy with a bit of a gangster background, who was so quiet about these high school students, was not afraid at all and publicly slapped that guy in the mouth. The bravery and courage shown in this were those described in Qiong Yao's novels and poems.
The impact of scar literature is beyond the influence of weak and fragile boys.
In addition to making those little girls secretly wishful thinking, this incident also has an indirect effect: Shen Laosan is now very well-behaved when he sees the students, and welcomes guests from all over with a smile on his face.
Students who are students can also enjoy a 30% discount at Shen Laosan’s barbecue shop.
This made these little high school students who like to show off their jealousy in front of girls to hate Xia Xiaoluo.
Take this man with glasses as an example. Previously he thought he was a character. He liked sports, was well developed, had a tall and well-proportioned figure, had good grades, and had a good family. His father was a meritorious and powerful deputy director of a bureau in the city.
Wherever he went, boys were envious and girls had a crush on him. But when Xia Xiaoluo came back, he was like a firefly.
The light seemed to be placed under the sun, and his brilliance must have completely disappeared. He knew that at least half of the girls in the class now have a crush on Xia Xiaoluo, and he himself, even compared with Xia Xiaoluo
He didn't even have the courage. He made up his mind not to sit in front of Xia Xiaoluo next time. Damn, it was so stressful!
"What are you so proud of? I've finished mine too." He Shiyun looked at Xia Xiaoluo, who looked embarrassed, and said with a smile. Under the long eyelashes, her big eyes flashed, a bit naughty, and she was particularly cute.
"The answer doesn't lie in the gang." Xia Xiaoluo looked at the empty gang and said depressedly. "What do class representatives do for food?"
"Keep your voice down." He Shiyun slapped Xia Xiaoluo's arm and pouted at the man with glasses in front of him, whose face was red from holding back. He whispered: "The class representative is in front of you."
Xia Xiaoluo stuck out his tongue and said, "I didn't mean it. He won't be so petty. If he is jealous, he is not a man."
"Click"
The tip of a glasses man's pencil in the front row broke off on the paper. He felt very aggrieved and hated Xia Xiaoluo. Why are you always targeting me?
"Okay, okay, buddy. I was just joking." Xia Xiaoluo patted the bespectacled man's arm and said with a smile. "Please lend me your Jin Yong novel. I won't tell the teacher. By the way,
, this kind of book is very popular now, and it is rarely available in our city, and many of them are pirated. I have the impression that this book of yours is a genuine one from Hong Kong Sanlian Publishing House. I have been looking for this book for a long time - "
"Yeah." The man with glasses blushed and nodded. After Xia Xiaoluo said this, the resentment in his heart disappeared completely, replaced by a sense of honor of being able to talk to an awesome person on an equal footing. He deliberately maintained a humble tone.
. said: "I have an aunt living in Hong Kong, and she sent it to me."
"Damn it, you have relatives from Hong Kong businessmen in your family!" Xia Xiaoluo said with a look of envy. He took a copy of "The Deer and the Cauldron" he handed over and thought to himself, I knew you were a ###, look at you
Quite honest, I actually want to live a life of seven wives.
The man with glasses turned his head shyly and continued to do the questions with a flushed face. The hand that handed Xia Xiaoluo the novel was shaking violently.
Xia Xiaoluo put the book into the desk, turned to He Shiyun and said, "Let's go out and play."
"Ah——? Still in class."
"What a waste of time in class. The combination of work and rest is more efficient. Men and women can work together without getting tired. Look, there are many people in other classes going out to play."
He Shiyun turned her head and looked out the window. She saw that the boys and girls from other classes had already run to the playground to play in the snow. The arrangements for many classes were not uniform. It is estimated that these classes did not do mock papers today, but just had self-study. The teacher also
Without me, without schoolwork and tasks, I would just be a runaway pony.
"Okay?"
"What does it matter?" Xia Xiaoluo took He Shiyun's arm and walked out.
He Shiyun broke free from Xia Xiaoluo's hand, but lowered her head and followed Xia Xiaoluo out. The eyes of the classmates were focused on the two of them, some were surprised, some were confused, some were disdainful, and some were jealous.
.
"Even the good girl He Shiyun dared to skip class?" More people didn't believe their eyes.
He Shiyun could feel the pressure of that gaze. She lowered her head even lower and her face was a little red. However, she was very excited in her heart, just like she had secretly drank when she was a child. We could finally be together openly and as adults.
What a happy and sweet thing it is to be the focus of everyone. In fact, she has already been the focus, but this time it has a different meaning.
He Shiyun looked at the back of Xia Xiaoluo, who was wearing a black cotton jacket and cheesecloth trousers, walking in front of her like a silhouette. The classmates and scenery around her seemed to have disappeared. She knew that she was already deeply in love with her.
In his eyes, he was the only one.
After going down the stairs and standing on the ground covered with a thick layer of snowflakes, Xia Xiaoluo took a deep breath. The air was cold and fresh. He felt very open-minded and couldn't help but smile heartily.
He Shiyun stood beside him a little confused, wondering what was so fun about skipping class.
"Is it cold?" Xia Xiaoluo saw He Shiyun, who was dressed like a small ball. Her delicate little face had turned red from the cold just after leaving the classroom, like a ripe apple. People couldn't help but think.
Take a bite.
He Shiyun smiled and nodded, her sweet smile like a blooming flower.
"Let's go get something to eat, and then - let's talk." Xia Xiaoluo nodded and wanted to put his arm on He Shiyun's shoulders, but she firmly pushed him away.
"Be honest, you can't do it here, it will hinder the view." The voice was low, but there was no room for doubt.
Xia Xiaoluo stuck out his tongue. The two of them walked to a newsstand. Xia Xiaoluo picked up a newspaper and read it. He planned to turn around and leave without paying after reading. He liked to see the old man selling newspapers and periodicals with an angry look on his face.
At the end, he said: "Read the newspaper for nothing!" This was his way of changing the boring life in the last stage of high school.
Unexpectedly, He Shiyun helped him pay the money, which inevitably made the boys in the lower grades around him who didn't know the details make a face, curl their lips and say to their classmates, "You are a freeloader."
Xia Xiaoluo picked up a few newspapers, and then picked up the latest issue of "Spark", "Grudge", and a copy of "Entertainment Figures Weekly". He Shiyun paid in the back and read the newspapers while walking.
"A few days ago, rising film and television star Chu Xiuhan held a media meeting. At the meeting, Chu Xiuhan's agent told reporters that Chu Xiuhan had signed a contract with the American Powerful Culture Film and Television Investment Company, and Powerful Culture paid for Chu Xiuhan and Jinbao
Li Records demanded a liquidated damages of RMB 5 million for unilaterally terminating the contract. At the same time, Ms. Su Su, manager of Greater China of Qiang Culture Film and Television Investment Company, said that Chu Xiuhan’s commercial value is immeasurable and far exceeds the liquidated damages of RMB 5 million. It is also reported that
Previously, Taiwan's Jinbaoli Records sued Chu Xiuhan for breach of contract in China. Chu Xiuhan did not respond to the lawsuit and was willing to accept the penalty. Now the liquidated damages of five million yuan are imposed by the new owner... This is also the largest amount incurred by the Chinese entertainment industry due to the termination of an artist's contract.
Huge liquidated damages..."
Xia Xiaoluo scanned the front page headline of a very influential newspaper in China, "Culture Page", which read "Chu Xiuhan signed a contract with a new club, a free agent bought for five million yuan" in bold letters.
Extraordinarily eye-catching. My heart said, five million flowers
It was worth it, at least it helped Chu Xiuhan increase her popularity. It was also a kind of living advertisement. Now, Chu Xiuhan has become a topical figure again. After all, five million liquidated damages in the 1990s can be said to be an unprecedented amount. Major majors
Newspapers and media reprinted it one after another.
[There is a coquettishness in the plain writing. I hope it can achieve this effect. After a few transitional chapters, Xia Xiaoluo's small universe will explode.]