No. 1 Middle School.

The summer sun scattered slanted, covering the teaching buildings. The noise was filled with noisy sounds, but it seemed youthful and comfortable in the noise.

"Have you heard that? Our class is going to have a transfer student!"

"It seems that the teacher has taken to the office. Who has seen you?"

"Transfer? You're right."

"Men and female? How do you look?"

The voices in the classroom were mixed together, with blue and white school uniforms and young faces, at the most energetic age and that summer.

Obviously, for the transfer students, the only fun for them in the repeated papers and chalk dust every day, so they are so excited.

"Brothers." A boy sitting in the back row stood up from his seat mysteriously, with a heroic expression on his face, "I'll go to the office to take a look and wait for my news!!"

"Go, brother." Someone made a move of his hands uniting and smiled: "If you are not a beauty, don't come back."

Zheng Boye cut off with disdain and raised his middle finger at him: "Do you want to have a look? What if you are a man?"

At this time, the back door of the class was suddenly kicked open and a sound made. They subconsciously looked at the back door. After seeing who it was, the originally noisy atmosphere became quiet for a moment.

The man walked in and looked a little blurred against the light. He was tall and slender, with a deep and neat outline. He was not wearing a school uniform. His air pressure was very low. The ink-colored hair fell down, and his side face was clean and clear.

He held his pocket with one hand, and the exposed wrist was cold and thin. He didn't look at others. He leaned indifferently towards the last row, and then opened his phone on his own. His movements were blatant and casual. The exposed half of the side face was delicate and handsome, but his temperament was too indifferent.

"Brother Xu." Zheng Boye was a little surprised, "I thought you wouldn't come today, but Brother Xu, you are here just in time. Do you know that there is a transfer student in our class?"

Chu Xu lowered his eyes without interest. When he leaned on it, he really felt a sense of decadent and world-weary handsomeness. It was probably the type that little girls liked very much. His slender fingertips were slimly slid on the screen of the phone. He didn't listen to Zheng Boye's words at all, and he nodded lazyly.

Zheng Boye saw this,

OK.

Brother Xu turned a blind eye to the outside world.

After a joke, Zheng Boye slipped out and carefully approached the office, as if he was a thief. The office door was closed, and he looked into the window little by little, and his head was protruding his eyes, and his eyes were almost cross-eyed, and he saw a boy standing there.

Standing there, carrying a black schoolbag, flat height, slightly raised chin, white and clean, a little handsome, but she just looks a sense of indescribable arrogance.

Opposite the boy was the head teacher of their Class 1. He was middle-aged and bald, holding a cup of tea. When he smiled, he looked like a Maitreya Buddha, kind and friendly.

Zheng Boye glanced at him and lost interest. He sighed with disappointment in his heart. He was about to slip back, but the head teacher caught him with sharp eyes.

"Stop!" Zhao Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, then changed his face instantly and walked out with a teacup. "Zheng Boye, what are you here to do? Have you sorted out the notes? Have you finished the paper?"

Zheng Boye: “…”

God will destroy me.

"Aren't I curious about my new classmate?" Zheng Boye smiled and answered in an injustice tone, trying to get away with it.

Zhao Gan snorted, "There are opportunities in the future, so I have to come and take a look now."

"Come on." After saying that, Zhao Gan changed back to a smile. He was slightly fat and looked more kind. He waved to the boy standing there, "You will be a student in our class from now on. Let's get to know him. Although he looks quite unreasonable, he is still reliable in his work. You can find him any matter."

Zheng Boye's mouth twitched.

It looks inappropriate?

He is not serious anymore, he is obviously a serious person!

"Hello." The boy came over, looked at Zheng Boye for two seconds, and then smiled and stretched out his hand, "I am Zhou Cheng."

Zheng Boye paused and frowned slightly. The other party's vague look at him seemed to be measuring something, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, especially Zhou Cheng's sense of superiority, which was like a peacock spreading his tail, but he still stretched out his hand to show his face and smiled brightly: "Zheng Boye, he will be a classmate in the future. Just look for me if you have anything to do. All the classmates in our class are pretty good."

Zhou Cheng nodded lightly and withdrew his hand.

"Okay, you go back first, I will talk about something with my new classmate." said the head teacher.

Zheng Boye directly gave Zhao Gan a gesture he received and then left.

When I returned to class, many people stared at him.

"How is it like this!" Someone rushed directly to Zheng Boye: "Is he a young lady? Is he looking so pretty?"

"Why can't you be a handsome guy?" Some girls muttered dissatisfied: "The ratio of men and women in our class is so different, why don't there be men here yet?"

"Tsk, Fu Qian. Can you be more handsome than my brother Xu?" The boy rolled his eyes, "Our brother Xu is just arranging noodles, so why not be a beautiful girl."

When the boy said this, he subconsciously looked in a certain direction.

result,

have to,

A sleeping god had fallen asleep on the table at some point.

The girl choked.

This is impossible to refute.

Because Chu Xu's face looked like a disaster, I don't know how many girls' souls had attracted, and the love letters placed on his table were almost piled up, and it was indeed the beauty of their class and even the entire No. 1 Middle School.

But no one has ever succeeded, so Chu Xu stood there and just wrote a few big words all over his body - don't mess with me, get out of here.

If there is someone who can be more attractive than Chu Xu's face, no one can imagine it.

Although this is true, the girl was still unwilling to accept it and soon became a mess.

Zheng Boye, who was staring at him with his eyes, remembered the person he had just seen in the office, sighed, and could only think hard to say: "Tell you, don't look forward to it."

"How?" The boy stopped fighting with his classmates, fresh and curious.

"It's a man." Zheng Boye spread his hands, his expression with a little dissatisfaction and coldness. "I look okay, I don't know if the talisman fits the image of a handsome guy in your heart. But I don't feel that it's good for me. Maybe it's because I'm not familiar with you, so you can taste it yourself."

"ah……"

Now, both boys and girls are disappointed.
Chapter completed!