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Chapter 0008 Ha ha

Cao Mengyuan had no expression when she saw Shen Dapeng coming in, but Shen Dapeng smiled slightly, which immediately made her feel strange and confused.

Normally in class or even school, many boys would peek at her, but whenever she caught them, everyone would quickly look away, without the courage to look directly at her.

But... Shen Dapeng, who has always been very introverted, not only looked directly at her in the car today, but also looked at her in class. This made Cao Mengyuan feel a little curious. Was he stimulated in any way? Because just listening to the conversation between him and Li Zeyu, it seemed that

If you were beaten, could it be that your head was broken?

Shen Dapeng didn't know that a casual smile would make Cao Mengyuan have so many weird thoughts in her mind. For the white-collar businessmen working hard in Sanlitun, smiling when seeing others is the most basic working norm.

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

As soon as he raised his head, he could see the back of Cao Mengyuan. The back that he had secretly watched for three years appeared in front of him again...

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

Since the first year of high school, he has been secretly in love with this innocent-looking girl who has begun to look like a goddess.

But at that time, Cao Mengyuan was like a princess in his eyes, while he was more like a barren dwarf, both spiritually and materially. No matter how beautiful the fairy tales were, they were always lies.

Until the moment he graduated from high school, he didn't muster up the courage to confess his feelings. He just paid attention to her silently. For her, he even suffered several inexplicable beatings from Sun Dapaozi for no reason.

The beautiful back in front of me turned into the long-lost youthful secret love, excitement, and melancholy in my mind, intertwined into an unforgettable memory...

Every morning, Shen Dapeng looked forward to meeting her on the bus at school. Just a chance encounter, an inadvertent silhouette in the early morning, and an unreal sideways look could always keep him in a happy mood throughout the day.

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

Of course, that is just a beautiful fantasy. Even if there is really an open seat next to Cao Mengyuan, he may not have the courage to sit down. Even if he has the courage, he may not get his turn.

The first love is not fulfilled, but the rest is all good.

"call……"

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

Looking around the already unfamiliar classroom, there are eight large characters written on colored paper above the blackboard: Overcome difficulties and be fearless!

Written on the right side of the blackboard are nine small characters: Politics, Chinese, English, Mathematics... This is the curriculum that will be studied for the day. The last word "自" should be the last evening self-study.

In the upper left corner of the blackboard, there is a large block letter outline in colorful chalk, "There are still 341 days until the college entrance examination."

Looking at Cao Mengyuan's back, then at Li Zeyu behind him, and at the students gathered in the classroom, Shen Dapeng secretly sighed: "There are still 341 days before the busy life of high school will be over. Classmates and friends of several years are far apart. How many years ago?"

The deep friendship is about to pass away, and how many young feelings are destined to have no ending..."

The desks are filled with reference books, exercise books, and test papers for various subjects. The piles are as high as a hill. The faces under the hill are still slightly young, showing a bit of exhaustion and fatigue.

Tired, but there is some inexplicable determination in my eyes!

Of course, not everyone piles up hills on their desks just to study hard. Like Li Zeyu, he does this just to hide behind the hills and sleep secretly.

Several students have already secretly taken out their extracurricular books. The cautious cats are looking behind the books piled high, looking at them with great interest.

Morning self-study is the preparation stage for a busy day of classes. Generally, no teacher will come to disturb you. Accompanied by the whispers among classmates and the rustling of books, the morning self-study passes in the blink of an eye.

At some point, a middle-aged man stood on the classroom platform. He had a resolute face, shrewd eyes, a height of over 1.8 meters, and a neat suit of clothes, which gave him a comfortable feeling.

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

He is not good at talking and has some mysophobia. He is very disciplined in his lectures. He only talks about the content in the book and not a single word about anything else!

Politics was Shen Dapeng's weak point, so he listened very carefully. In only half a class, Wang Jingdang finished explaining the contents of the book. Then he asked his classmates to do exercises while he took out his pen and didn't know what was in the book.

Remember something.

Shen Dapeng looked at the titles in the exercise book and suddenly found that politics didn't seem that difficult. After finishing the exercises, he started to look through the back of the textbook. It was considered as a review!

"Ringling..."

"get out of class is over!"

Just as the bell rang, Wang Jingdang said only two words, packed up his things neatly, and left the classroom.

Then some classmates left the classroom in twos and threes. Shen Dapeng wanted to go out for a walk, but when he turned around and saw Li Zeyu sleeping soundly, he didn't bother him and turned around to continue reading the textbook.

As a result, Shen Dapeng was about to turn around when he saw a boy with dyed yellow hair, followed by a bald boy. Both of them were holding wooden stool legs in their hands and swinging them around. They walked into the classroom with arrogance and mocking eyes.

Scanning everyone, as if looking for something.

Shen Dapeng knew that yellow-haired boy, his name was Yuan Shuai, and he claimed to be the leader of No. 1 Middle School. It seemed that a relative in the family worked in the county education committee, so when he caused some minor troubles in the school, the school turned a blind eye.

Close one eye.

As a result, no student in the school dared to provoke him at will. Later, he was recruited as a pawn by Sun Dapaozi, a gangster outside the school. He was even a little arrogant inside and outside the school!

This was also the main reason why no one dared to stop him from entering Shen Dapeng's class at will.

Although Shen Dapeng was beaten up by Sun Dapaozi yesterday, Sun Dapaozi didn't take advantage of him. By accident, he was slapped by Shen Dapeng. He's still swollen after one night!

So I found Yuan Shuai, a pony boy, in the morning and asked him to go to school to look for people in every class.

When the eldest brother was bullied, it must be a good opportunity for Yuan Shuai to show off his courtesy. He quickly took a junior from the school and, according to Sun Dapaozi's description, carried "weapons" and went around the school to arrest people.

"Hey? You kid, I'm talking about you, what's your name? How did you hurt your head?"

Yuan Shuai entered Class 7 of Grade 3 and walked around. When he saw Shen Dapeng, he immediately felt a little suspicious. He had a wound on his head and his appearance matched him!

Yuan Shuai took the stool leg and banged it back and forth on Shen Dapeng's table. He rolled up his sleeves intentionally or unintentionally, revealing a tattoo that looked like a snake but not a snake, or a dragon but not a dragon.

These days, not many students actually go to tattoo shops to get tattoos. Yuan Shuai's tattoo is just a tattoo sticker bought at the night market, and it looks fake and intimidating.

"Hehe! Hehe!!"

Shen Dapeng chuckled disdainfully, a delinquent boy like Yuan Shuai could only frighten the unsophisticated students in school, and occasionally receive some so-called "protection money" as filial piety.

If he were left in the society, someone would have removed his yellow hair long ago.

(Small tattoos and big flowered arms are all bad, but how did Shen Dapeng survive his first crisis? Baby Fish won’t tell you~)


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