In February, the coastal city in Lingnan, where there is rare winter, is already blooming early in spring. Unfortunately, it rained for a few days in the middle of the year, and the magnolia flowers on the Nanlin Middle School campus were destroyed as soon as they bloomed.

The drizzle of rain made the candidates in the teaching building feel restless all day long. As dusk approached, the rain turned clear and the sun turned on.

His ears were clear. Su Hao sat by the north window of the classroom, looking out the window leisurely, watching the messy green and white flowers and leaves under the wall near the nearby, and the dormitory building in the distance was immersed in the golden sunshine, and the wet exterior wall drifted from the deep brick red back to the light brick red.

"The last ten minutes left," the invigilator walked down the podium with his hands behind his back. "I see that some students are already in a mess. Don't be careless because the initial exam is not difficult. After answering, check it carefully and see if the answer sheet is correct..."

Su Hao glanced at the clean answer sheet at his hand, covered his mouth and yawned, slowly picked up the card pen, and was still thinking about what pattern to put on to pay tribute to the second semester of the second year of high school. Suddenly, he heard a female voice coming from the back seat: "Teacher Yu, there is a note on the ground that I don't know where."

Yu Shuang raised her eyebrows and walked over to pick up the notes folded by Su Hao's legs.

Su Haoyu Guang swept downwards and continued to apply the answer sheet without paying attention to it. As soon as he finished writing, Yu Shuang knocked on her desk: "Did you write it?"

Su Hao paused and looked at the white note with sloppy words written on it - choose to take it.

The candidates who had stopped writing turned their heads.

Su Hao's appearance is considered very eye-catching among female students at Nanlin Middle School: her skin is as bright and clear as the best sweet white glaze. Whenever a group photo is taken, she must be overexposed separately. Her lips are thin and bright, and she has long black curly hair and a delicate face like a palm. Just these things can be called a stunning sentence even if she doesn't look at her facial features carefully.

Although many girls privately talked about Su Hao putting on makeup, this did not prevent the straightforward boys from thinking that "it's just that good-looking, so politician director is so lenient."

So someone soon recognized this highly recognizable side face.

Several boys in the back row were restless and became impatient: "Isn't this the art student in Class 7? What's the name?"

"You can't even be called the title of the No. 1 sister in Nanzhong. Have you only eaten, drink, defecate and urinate in the past and a half years?"

"What's the matter with you? Everyone answered the question honestly!" Yu Shuang was as famous as her name, with a mean face with high cheekbones and a sharp chin. When she scolded, she didn't dare to put another fart.

"Where are you asking you, is it the note you wrote?" She looked at Su Hao again.

The exam room for the initial exam was mixed with students from different classes, but Yu Shuang taught Su Hao Chinese and was quite familiar with her handwriting that was so easy to write medical records.

Su Hao looked at the note blankly for a while, her lips pursed into a flat line, and she glanced back to the back seat.

Su Hao had a pair of phoenix eyes that were hooked inside and raised outside, and his eyes were narrow and long and slightly raised. When he was quiet, he seemed a little careless and lazy. When he looked at someone, he made people's heart tremble.

Qin Yun in the back seat was retracted by the light glance, and her feet stretched to the table and lowered her head.

Su Hao pulled the corner of his mouth, turned around and nodded regretfully: "It was the note I wrote."

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At the same time, in the corridor to the west of the teaching building, a young man in a suit and tie handed over the business card to the head teacher of Class 7 of Grade 2: "Then I will go back to Beicheng first. Teacher Du contacts me any time if you have anything to do. I will turn on the computer in 24 hours."

"Assistant Gao doesn't have to worry, and let Mr. Cheng rest assured to go and spend time." Du Kang was slightly fat and had a kind face. He smiled and pointed at the boy in a white shirt and black trousers beside him. "We will take good care of this child."

The man nodded to Du Kang and thanked him. Before leaving, he pointed at Xu Lie and added: "This outfit is still from Mr. Cheng, and it may not fit well..."

"The school uniforms are in stock, you can get them in a while." Du Kang smiled and sent the person away, then turned his eyes and looked at the gentle and innocent boy in front of him.

Perhaps because of his height, the child's body looked a little thinner.

Because the shirt was slightly dissatisfied, he tucked his cuffs slightly higher. The wrist bones exposed outside and the Adam's apple above the plaque were prominent than those of boys of the same age. Although the overall skeleton was not narrow, the contour lines of the shoulders and back were particularly angular.

Fortunately, my waist is straight and has a calm temperament, so I am not thin.

However... Du Kang recalled that the child had never laughed since he stepped into the campus. Not only had he laughed, but there was no expression on his face.

At this age, when you first arrived in a strange environment, but you were not curious about anything new, it seemed that it was not just a reason for your introverted personality.

Du Kang temporarily suppressed his questions, showed a kind smile, and patted his shoulder: "Xu Lie, right? Come on, the teacher will take you around the neighborhood first."

Xu Lie nodded and followed him and walked behind him.

Du Kang turned his head and spoke to him: "This is a teaching building in the first and second grades of high school. Students are taking the exam in the early stages. You are a little late, but it doesn't matter. You can write the three papers you have lost as homework."

"Today, everyone takes the main subjects of Chinese, mathematics and English. The whole grade is unified. The examination room is ranked according to the final exam rankings of the last semester, and the grades are ranked from class one to class 12 according to the grade level. Isn't this scheduling method quite stressful?"

Xu Lie nodded.

"The new college entrance examination here in Nanlin is in the '312' model, and the class system is 'harmonious and one'. You used to choose the traditional combination of physics, chemistry and biology. Our school's advantage happens to be science, and there are many physics and chemical classes in the grade."

No matter what Du Kang said, Xu Lie had to nodded in response. Although every sentence gave a positive answer and looked quite obedient, it was a bit too dull.

Du Kang tried his best to attract his attention to the new school. When he passed the examination room of Class 12, he said in a whisper: "Although it is the examination room with the least ideal grades, the examination style and discipline are still good. Look at each one of them, looking at the nose and the heart..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp "pop" came from the classroom, like a slap on the table.

An angry middle-aged female voice then came out: "Is that how you are using cheats to welcome the new semester?"

"..." Du Kang paused, his face full of embarrassment.

Xu Lie's vision was finally successfully shifted.

Although it's better not to transfer.

Yu Shuang caught someone at first sight and waved to the window: "Teacher Du, it's just right here. See what good things Su Hao has done in your class!"

When Du Kang heard this name, he had a conditioned reflex headache.

After the new college entrance examination was launched, the restrictions on liberal arts and science in the Academy of Fine Arts were also lifted accordingly. The art student who had "had a horn on his head" refused to follow the traditional art student's approach to study liberal arts, and did not choose a material and chemical class. The other material and chemical class teacher pushed me and dared not accept it. Only Du Kang bravely accepted the challenge.

It’s not a question of regretting it. But it’s not a question of regretting it. He doesn’t agree with the extra white hair on his head.

Du Kang asked Xu Lie to wait outside.

In the classroom, Su Hao supported his cheek with one hand and turned the pen in his hand with the other, and looked out with interest.

At the angle backlight, I couldn't tell the face of the person outside the window, and I saw only a straight silhouette. Su Hao just squinted his eyes and saw the other party standing far away. He probably didn't want to be watched - many candidates who couldn't sit still were looking out, especially those in Class 7, whose necks were stretched longer than goose.

This morning, a news spread in Class 7 that said a new student was going to transfer this semester.

It is not surprising that there are so many transfer students every year, but this time it is strange. I heard that the transfer student contacted the school to handle related matters the night before school started. I don’t know how big the headline, but the principal who was on a business trip abroad actually took the early flight for this person.

I also heard that the principal read the grade file and planned to let the transfer students pass to half of the Tsinghua and Peking University seedlings. Everyone was scrambling to get into the physical and chemical innovation class, which could not be obtained. As a result, the parents said: Innovation class? It's too hard, just let the children study casually in the ordinary class.

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Based on these two points, many students have been curious about this mysterious transfer student who seems to have a strong background, crazy grades, and guards the parents... who is not easy to comment on for the time being.

When Yu Shuang saw the collective rebellion, she simply asked the last row of students to collect the papers, lift the chin, and let Du Kang deal with Su Hao.

"After handing in the paper, you can leave, go out and be quiet, and don't affect other exam rooms." Yu Shuang said.

"No," Su Hao suddenly looked up and smiled, "The audience is gone, who will I show this wronged?"

The candidate who was packing the stationery rustled and heard a rustling sound, and someone said "Wow" from his mouth.

There were also those who were unintentional to watch the show. As soon as they walked to the back door, they were stopped by the boy who was shaking his chair leisurely in the corner: "Who dares to leave?"

The students who were standing halfway through the stand trembled and sat back.

"You are still crying for justice?" Du Kang picked up the note and looked at it, and asked Su Hao with a stern face, "Didn't this note written by you?"

"I wrote the notes, but I didn't do the bad."

"Stand up and make it clear!"

Su Hao stood up and took away the note from Du Kang: "This is a note, not torn from the draft paper distributed in the examination room, it was brought in from outside."

The boy who stopped people by the back door whistled and closed his eyes and whispered: "Good words!"

Just as he was about to applaud, Yu Shuang glared back at a glance.

"But we, the last candidate in the examination room," Su Hao glanced at Qin Yun in the back seat and continued, "Before entering the classroom, I received some special treatment that my classmates did not have, and my clothes and pockets were checked. So where did this note be hidden?"

Qin Yun buried her head in a low voice, handed the answer sheet and answer sheet to the students who were collecting the paper. After looking carefully, the paper in her hand was shaking slightly.

"After all, it's not a big test, so there are inevitably some missing checks," Su Hao picked up his pen and eraser, "It's like in the pen tube and the eraser case, but my eraser has been unpacked..."

Qin Yun gritted her teeth and slowly reached out to grab the rubber on the desk.

"Student," Su Hao slapped her desk and leaned down, "What are you doing with your eraser?"

Qin Yun shook all over and his hands were a few centimeters away from the rubber.

A circle of people next to him looked over.

"Oh," Su Hao lowered his eyes and held the rubber wrapped in a paper cover in his hand and weighed it. "I want to give me an example? Thank you, it's this kind of rubber."

She took the rubber close to her nose and smiled, "It smells quite fragrant, what does it smell?" She picked up the note and smelled it, "It's a coincidence that there is this smell on the note. This note was written when I asked the front desk this morning to ask for winter vacation homework. It didn't smell anything at that time, it was so strange."

Yu Shuang and Du Kang were stunned.

The classroom was overturned.

Yu Shuang took the rubber and paper and sniffed it.

In fact, there is no need to do anything extra. Just looking at Qin Yun’s pale face, you can tell that Su Hao did not lie.

Yu Shuang pointed at Qin Yun, gritted her teeth and whispered: "Come out for me!"

"Wait." Du Kangxuxu stopped Yu Shuang, let the students calm down, and said in a high voice, "Look at my mind, I didn't understand what happened. It means that this classmate "picked" the notes of Su Hao in our class asking about homework and brought them into the examination room 'accidentally', which caused this misunderstanding. Su Hao in our class did not cheat at all, right?"

Yu Shuang nodded, her face looking a little ugly: "That's the case."

Du Kang smiled silly: "I'll understand this clearly. OK, Teacher Yu, is this a student in your class? Come and ask about the situation." He pointed out the window, "I'm going to bring the new student."

"It's all gone!" Yu Shuang sent out the other candidates and asked Qin Yun to follow her.

Qin Yun stood up with trembling lips, and her legs almost fell flat. Su Hao was quick-eyed and her hands almost helped her: "Classmate, be careful-"

Qin Yun didn't dare to look at her at all, and the arm she pinched seemed to be softened into mud.
To be continued...