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Chapter 0008 Ha ha

Cao Mengyuan didn't have any expression when she saw Shen Dapeng coming in, but Shen Dapeng smiled slightly, which made her feel strange and confused.

Usually, there are many boys who will peek at her in class or even in school, but whenever she finds out, everyone will quickly look away and have no courage to look at her directly.

But... Shen Dapeng, who has always been very introverted, not only looked at her in the car, but still in the class. This made Cao Mengyuan feel a little curious. Was he stimulated? Because just now, he seemed to have been beaten up by someone. Could it be that he had broken his head?

Shen Dapeng didn't know that a casual smile would make Cao Mengyuan have so many strange ideas in her heart. For white-collar business who is working hard in Sanlitun, smiling at people is the most basic normal work.

Shen Dapeng remembered that his seat seemed to be in front of Li Zeyu. Seeing that Li Zeyu had already taken the seat, he sat straight in the seat in front of him.

As soon as I looked up, I could see Cao Mengyuan's back. This back that I had secretly watched for three years appeared in front of me again...

For a moment, Shen Dapeng couldn't help but feel an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

Since his first year of high school, he has been secretly in love with this girl who looks pure and has already become a goddess.

But at that time, Cao Mengyuan was like a princess in his eyes, and she was more like a barren dwarf from spiritual to material. No matter how beautiful it was told in fairy tales, it was always a lie.

Until the moment he graduated from high school, he did not have the courage to confess his love. He just paid attention to her silently. For her, he was beaten by Sun Dapaozi for no reason.

The clear and beautiful back in front of me turned into a long-lost young secret love in my thoughts. Excitement and sorrow intertwined into an unforgettable memory...

Every morning, Shen Dapeng looks forward to meeting her on the bus when she was in school. It is just a chance encounter, an inadvertent morning silhouette and an unreal side look, which can always keep him in a happy mood for the whole day.

At that time, Shen Dapeng was wondering whether he would sit with her by chance one day, and then talk to her about life and future...

Of course that was just a beautiful fantasy. Even if Cao Mengyuan really had a free seat, he might not have the courage to sit down. Even if he had the courage, he might not have the turn.

The first love is not over, and the rest is all about beauty.

"call……"

Shen Dapeng took a deep breath, shook his head, and threw away his random thoughts. Only then did he realize that the classroom was already full of sitting.

Looking around the already strange classroom, eight big words were written on colored printing paper above the blackboard, overcoming difficulties and not fearing difficulties!

There are nine small characters written on the right of the blackboard, political, Chinese, English, and numbers... This is the course schedule to be studied in the day, and the word "self" at the end should be the last evening self-study.

The upper left corner of the blackboard is outlined with colorful chalk, "there are 341 days left before the college entrance examination."

Looking at Cao Mengyuan's back, looking at Li Zeyu behind her and the students scrambling in the classroom, Shen Dapeng secretly sighed: "There are 341 days left, and the busy life in high school will end. For a few years, classmates and friends will be separated. How many deep friendships are about to pass away, and how many young feelings are destined to have no end..."

The desks were filled with reference books, exercise books, and test papers for each subject, stacked as high as a hill. The faces under the hill were a little tired and tired, but there was some inexplicable firmness in their eyes!

Of course, not everyone stacks hills on the desks to study hard. Like Li Zeyu, doing this is entirely to hide behind the hills and sleep secretly.

Several other students had secretly taken out extracurricular books, and the carefully cat was behind the stacked books, which was very interesting to read.

Morning self-study is the preparation stage for a busy day course. Generally, teachers will not come to disturb you. Accompanied by the whispers between classmates and the rustling sound of flipping through books, morning self-study passes in the blink of an eye.

At some point, a middle-aged man stood on the podium in the classroom. His tough face, shrewd eyes, more than 1.8 meters tall, and his neat clothes, looked comfortable.

Shen Dapeng still remembers clearly that this is the political teacher of their class, Wang Jingdang!

He is not good at talking, has some obsessiveness in cleanliness, and has very regular lectures. He only talks about the contents in the book, and has no more words for others!

Politics is Shen Dapeng's weakness, so he listened very seriously. After only half a class, Wang Jingdang finished the content of the book. Then he asked his classmates to do exercises, but he took out a pen and didn't know what to remember in the notebook.

Shen Dapeng looked at the questions in the exercise book and suddenly realized that politics didn’t seem that difficult. After finishing the exercises, he started to look through the textbooks behind, which was considered a review!

"Lingling..."

"get out of class ended!"

Just as the ringtone was remembered, Wang Jingdang said only two words and neatly packed up his things and left the classroom.

Then some classmates left the classroom in groups of three or three. Shen Dapeng originally wanted to go out for a walk, but when he turned around, he saw that Li Zeyu was sleeping soundly, so he didn't bother him and turned around to continue reading the textbook.

As a result, Shen Dapeng was about to turn around, but saw a boy with yellow hair dyed hair, followed by a bald boy. Both of them were swaying their legs with wooden stools in their hands, and walked into the classroom with great might. His sarcasm glances swept across everyone, as if they were looking for something.

Shen Dapeng knew that yellow-haired boy, named Yuan Shuai, and he claimed to be the leader of No. 1 Middle School. It seems that a relative in his family works in the county education committee, so he caused some trouble in the school and turned a blind eye to the school.

As a result, no student in the school dared to provoke him at will. Later, he was taken over by Sun Dapaozi, a gangster outside the school, and he was even a little arrogant on and off the school!

This is also the main reason why he entered Shen Dapeng's class at will, but no one dared to stop him.

Although Shen Dapeng was beaten by Sun Dapaozi yesterday, Sun Dapaozi did not take advantage. He accidentally got a look at the cannon by Shen Dapeng. It was still swollen after all night!

So I found Yuan Shuai, a little pony boy, in the morning and asked him to go to school to find someone.

If the eldest brother was bullied, it must be a good opportunity for Yuan Shuai to show off his abilities and show his attentiveness. He hurriedly took a younger brother from the school and, according to Sun Dapaozi's description, he would arrest people all over the school with "weapons".

"Hey? You guy, what's your name? How did you hurt your head?"

Yuan Shuai entered Class 7 of Senior High School and touched his left and right. When he saw Shen Dapeng, he felt a little suspicious, with injuries on his head and his appearance was consistent!

Yuan Shuai held the stool and beat Shen Dapeng's desk back and forth, rolled up his sleeves intentionally or unintentionally, and a tattoo that looked like a snake but not a snake, or a dragon but not a dragon appeared on his arm.

These days, few students will actually go to tattoo shops to tattoos. Yuan Shuai is just a tattoo sticker bought at the night market. He put it on and pretends to be a tiger.

"Haha! Haha!!"

Shen Dapeng chuckled disdainfully. A bad boy like Yuan Shuai could only scare and scare students who were ignorant of the world in school, and occasionally receive some so-called "protection fees" for filial piety.

If it were placed in society, people would have long since plucked his yellow hair.
Chapter completed!
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