Their expectation was fading, and the atmosphere was not as active as when they knew that there were transfer students, with a slight indescribable subtlety.

"It's gone." Someone waved his hand perfunctorily and sat back to his seat, "Let's go to class."

"I thought it would be possible..."

"Really, I finally got a transfer student."

Just then,

The class ringtone rang and everyone returned to their seats.

This is a class for mathematics and the class teacher.

Five minutes later,

The teacher's door was pushed open.

Each of the classmates sat in their own positions, with their eyes falling at the door, curious or inquiring.

"Come in quickly." They had never heard Zhao Gan's kind voice. The smile made Zheng Boye get goose bumps, no, no, as for it?

Behind Zhao Gan,

The boy stepped into the classroom calmly, his long legs were straight, his white shirt was cold and clean, and the watch buttoned between his wrist was also simple and exquisite.

Very cold.

This is everyone's first impression.

The classroom seemed to be silent, and all the sounds became quiet.

"This is your new classmate." Zhao Gan smiled heartily and said to Ran Bai: "Please introduce yourself."

"Jingbai." The boy stood in front of the podium and said that from the standing posture, he could see a certain level of a person's cultivation and character. The person in front of him was undoubtedly the most standard answer. He stood very straight and was self-disciplined. The sunlight outside the window leaked through the interlaced branches and leaves and sprinkled on the floor of the classroom, and jumped all over the ground. His silhouette fell there, slender and clean.

The boy had a delicate appearance, elegant and elegant appearance, as cold as the moonlight on the winter night. He looked at them with his eyes slightly down, and his voice was sparse and clean: "Please give me some advice."

It was clearly saying words of advice, but it looked like a benchmark. The aura was silent and oppressive, mixed with a sense of danger of becoming indifferent in the bones.

How to say it.

If you say he is a good student, no one doesn’t believe it.

He said he was a school bully, but he didn't feel incongruity at all.

After a few seconds of strangeness, the atmosphere spread infinitely to a subtle point.

"Damn." Someone swears.

But obviously, they were all in a state of crash.

"Zheng Boye!" The deliberately suppressed voice brought a bit of unbelievable surprise and anger: "This is what you said looks okay?"

"If this is OK, will it still make people live!"

"Hold."

"Oh my god, this face... can be compared with Brother Xu."

“It looks a bit cold.”

Zheng Boye told them before that they had automatically imagined an ordinary image in their hearts, and naturally they felt much less expectation, but now the people standing in front of them are completely different, right?!

If Zheng Boye hadn't said those words, they wouldn't have been so shocked now.

Zheng Boye, who was glared at by everyone: "..."

Quiet as a chicken.

His mind is a little bit unreal now, just because he is very confused, confused, and doubtful about his life.

It’s obviously not the person I saw in the office!!

Why did I suddenly change to a transfer student?

No matter how commotion was in the classroom, the young man never looked distracted and stood quietly and indifferently on the podium. If it weren't for his young age, he would have been more like a senior or a teacher when he stood there.

"Teacher, the person I just saw...is not right!" Zheng Boye couldn't help but speak in a frustration.

God knows he is really wronged!!

"Oh this." Zhao Gan saw Zheng Boye and explained: "It's a coincidence that the two transfer students from our school this year are in our class. Jing Bai was not here just now, so you didn't see him."

"..." Zheng Boye became autistic.

Two knocks sounded.

Another person came in, "Teacher."

The boy was carrying his schoolbag and had good facial features. His haircut and fashionable clothes added a lot of points to him. He smiled lightly and had a proud temperament.

This is the person Zheng Boye saw in the office.

Someone's eyes flashed over the pair of shoes that the boy was wearing. Good guy, there are at least a thousand shoes in this brand.

"Oh." The head teacher waved to Zhou Cheng and let him come in. His fat figure and smiling face made him look like a lucky cat.

Zhou Cheng walked in openly, curled his lips and faced all the classmates in the class, "Hello everyone, I am Zhou Cheng, from Linxu Private High School."

No. 1 Middle School is a key high school in Jiangcheng, while Linxu’s private high school is not in Jiangcheng, but it has a great reputation and is a school no less than No. 1 Middle School.

Sparse applause rang out from the podium.

"You two are destined to be together. We came on the same day. We will be classmates from now on. Let's get along well." The head teacher patted Zhou Cheng's shoulder, and patted Ran Bai again as if he wanted to comfort him. But somehow, the boy looked sideways, and his eyebrows seemed to be snowing all year round. Inexplicably, Zhao Gan's movements stopped. His hands stopped in the air, and then took them back as if nothing had happened, covering his lips and coughed.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Cheng's eyes remained on the boy for a moment. After passing by that face, he smiled lightly: "Hello."

The man nodded slightly.

"Two seats are freed out from the back of the class, and you are discussing who to sit there." Zhao Gan's eyes swept around the classroom, and finally looked at the last row of boys sleeping on their lying sideways. Because they were not wearing school uniforms and were in a low state, they were particularly conspicuous. He frowned slightly and sighed in his heart.

"The second semester of the second year of high school is about to take a holiday, and the third year of high school will be in the first year of high school. I hope you can adjust your condition and keep up with the progress. If you don't understand, you can ask your teachers and classmates. Then there will be a monthly exam in No. 1 Middle School in a week, and you will be re-arranged seats according to your grades."

There are only two empty seats in the class, one in the last row and the other in the last row.

Zhou Cheng looked at him quickly. He was obviously reluctant to sit in the back, especially in the last row. What good students could be there? Maybe it would affect his studies, not to mention that it would not seem easy to provoke, so why should he get into trouble?

Zhou Cheng thought it through, so he seized the opportunity and went straight to the third-last row, put his schoolbag on the chair, and then spoke to Ran Bai: "Classmate, can I sit here?"

"Whatever." The boy was cold and cold, without any reaction, and his words were concise and cold. For him, there was no difference between sitting anywhere. After spitting out two words, he walked straight to the last row, his eyebrows were closed and his expression was not expressed.

Zhou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and sat down, feeling a little disdainful of gloating.

The back row is against the wall, and the boy who is sleeping openly is particularly eye-catching. He can't see his face clearly in the shadow of light. The outlines are the depth of the young man. Even when he is asleep, it seems difficult to mess with. No matter how noisy the class is or who comes, he has never seen him look up and look at him without any interest at all.
Chapter completed!