To be fair, although No. 8 Middle School is not a top-notch school in City A, it has set the key points. It is also a school where a large number of students spend a lot of money and effort to stuff their children into it every year.

Moreover, the school is very rich, the library has an amazing collection of books, the student dormitory is built like a high-end apartment, and there is Italian cuisine on the top floor of the canteen. Although there are basically no one to go there, people prefer to go outside the school to eat plate noodles and spicy hot pot than high-end restaurants.

It is located in the inner ring but covers an amazing area. No. 1 Middle School, the leader in the admission rate, is not as large as it is.

Liu Fujiang does have proud capital. Our school is big! Our school still has! Money!

Lin Yujing had already expected that the sensible figure of Uncle Shen’s level is more famous in school. After all, during his restless adolescence, he was still a social brother with such a face.

The problem lies in the fact that there are so many high schools in City A, why is he famous in Class 20, Grade 8, High School.

Lin Yuxin felt that sometimes she would not believe in evil. She and Shen Juan were indeed destined to be destined to be. She came to this city for a week and saw this person three times, which was more times than seeing her brother who lived in the same house.

When she looked at him, Shen Juan also saw her.

The boy didn't seem to have any big reaction, so he raised his eyebrows slightly, and returned to his very iconic indifference and sleepy look, staring at her with long narrow eyes.

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After watching for five seconds, Shen Juan yawned at her.

Lin Yujing: "..."

Am I very hypnotic or what?

She rolled her eyes and turned her head, and decided to turn a blind eye to this wonderful fate.

Liu Fujiang used to teach senior high school at the other end of Beilou. He lived in simplicity every day. He never cared about things other than lesson plans and classes, nor did he know much about these things that young people nowadays are on campus all day.

He didn't know Shen Juan, but just watched the boy dressed neatly in school uniforms, spoke slowly and quite likable.

He is also good-looking, tall and thin, and looks a little lazy when he stands there with his hands down, but his back is as straight as a bamboo stick, like a little man.

I just didn't carry a schoolbag.

Hum? Don't carry a schoolbag?

Liu Fujiang said: "You're late. On the first day of school, it's only two minutes late. It's okay."

Shen Juan bowed: "Thank you, teacher."

Liu Fujiang looked at him kindly: "What about your homework?"

“…”

Shen Juan was silent for two seconds: "I forgot to bring it."

Liu Fujiang: “…”

Everyone: "..."

Lin Yujing: "..."

Brother, do you know that this is something that others can’t answer?

I made up for a whole night's homework and said I forgot to bring it, which is too real.

Lin Yujing didn't know what expression to put on. If this were the bad-tempered class teacher she was in the affiliated high school, everyone would have been kicked out now.

Fortunately, Liu Fujiang is a Buddha-like character and is very willing to trust his classmates. He didn't say anything, so he asked him to find a seat first. Shen Juan walked into the classroom and stood in front of the podium, swept around to find the space.

After I got the second year of high school, the classes were all re-classified, so now the students in a class are basically half and half, some of them are not, and the seats are all first come first served. There are two people at a table, four groups of vertical and six rows, and one class is forty-eight.

Chen Juan came the last one, basically the window and the back row were filled. In front of the podium were good students who loved studying, and there was only one left in the first row against the wall, and there was another one next to a corridor.

Chen Juan picked the one against the wall, walked over and looked down at the boy sitting outside. His voice was quite calm and he was very polite: "Thank you, thank you."

Since Chen Juan came in, the group of people who were still busy in Class 10 were like little chicks with their throats pinched, without any sound at all.

At this time, everyone's eyes followed, quietly paying attention to the big boss's seating ceremony. Even Liu Fujiang was infected by the atmosphere and stopped talking. He didn't talk about the missed people and things in his teaching career, and just watched them together.

Lin Yujing didn't know what was good about this, but since everyone was watching it, she would also watch it.

Then, she saw the boy sitting outside tremblingly, taking out his schoolbag from the table, grabbing the water bottle on the table, standing up and walking to the table next to the aisle and sitting down.

Lin Yujing:?

Lin Yujing recalled that what Chen Juan just said was indeed "Get out of here." rather than "get out of here."

So what kind of legend does this Chen Jue have in No. 8 Middle School? It scares people like this and makes people not even have the courage to sit at the same table with him?

Chen Juan had no reaction, so he calmly went in and sat down in the first row against the wall.

In the whole class, Liu Fujiang was probably the only one who felt that there was nothing unusual. He turned his head with great satisfaction and looked at Lin Yuxiao. Finally, he realized that she had been standing here for about ten minutes. He smiled and said, "Okay, Lin Yuxiao, you go back to your seat too."

Seeing Lin Yu nodded in surprise, Liu Fujiang continued, "Sit in this position first. If there are classmates who cannot see in the back row after class, you can come to me, and I will fine-tune it for you. Actually, I don't like to change seats for you very much, because many times, your choices in life are often very wonderful. The range of choices is very wide, from large to small, and even the seat you choose now. Since you have chosen to sit here, it means that this place, this location is destined to be with you, and this land, this magnetic field is right with you, and you two are attracted to each other, so you chose here..."

“…”

Lin Yu walked around the podium with his schoolbag expressionlessly, walked to the only empty seat in the class, and sat down with no choice.

Chen Ren lay on the table listlessly listening to Liu Fujiang's new round of long speeches. This time his speech environment was very good and everyone was quiet. The eyes of the little chickens fell from time to time on the back of the head of the boss sitting in the first row and the back of the arched back because he was lying down. The buddy in the chrysanthemum tea happened to be sitting behind Lin Yu's shock. Lin Yu heard him say to his deskmate at a very low volume: "Oh my god, Chen Ren is in the same class as us."

His deskmate didn't speak.

Chrysanthemum Tea continued: "Then he would have been off school for a year. I thought he would have been dropped out of school."

His deskmate is as quiet as a chicken.

Chrysanthemum Tea: "Is the one who happened last time his deskmate? This big guy is so awesome. Who else dares to sit at the same table with him except for his new classmates? It's so fucking scared."

His deskmate is very eager to survive and doesn't even give up a single thing.

Lin Yuxing turned his head and looked at Chen Juan.

The boy leaned lazily on the table against the wall, with his face supported by the back of his hands and his head resting on the wall. His expression did not change much, and he looked calm.

The chrysanthemum tea finally reacted and said in a lower voice: "Hey, can we hear it when we speak at this volume now?"

It was quiet for two seconds.

Mr. Shen straightened up, turned his head, his expression was calm and his tone was indifferent, but his nasal sound was still very heavy, and it sounded like he had a cold: "Yes."

Chrysanthemum tea: “…”

Juhuacha’s face turned pale and she stuttered: “Yes, I’m sorry, I didn’t say bad things about you, really didn’t.”

The boss didn't say anything, turned around and returned to the position he was lying down.

On the podium, Liu Fujiang was probably very satisfied with the quiet environment now, and he was so excited that he spoke. Another speech was finally coming to an end. Liu Fujiang cleared his throat: "We are in a new class now. Are we a new class teacher and a new classmate, and it is also a new beginning. From now on, everyone will be a group, and they are from the class ten. You are all children with personality. In your future study and life, there may be friction and some conflicts, but because of this division, it is absolutely not allowed for me!"

Liu Fujiang's smile stopped, and his expression suddenly became serious: "I know some of your classmates know each other, and some don't know each other yet, so now, I assign me as your class teacher the first homework you have to complete. Everyone - everyone - turned around, faced your deskmate, and looked at him for a minute."

“…”

???

The first time there was a commotion in the classroom that had been very quiet since Chen Juan came in, everyone was shocked by this idiot's homework and protested with dissatisfaction.

"I can't do it, teacher!"

"It's too second, teacher!"

"Brother Jiang! Let's get away with me!"

"Fuck Song Zhiming, you are fucking stupid. Don't stare at me so affectionately!"

Liu Fujiang looked up to the Buddha, and unexpectedly insisted on such things that he thought it was very meaningful to promote the love of his classmates. In the end, everyone had no choice and began to look at his deskmate reluctantly.

Lin Yu turned around speechlessly, and Chen Juan was also looking at her. After meeting the girl's indescribable eyes, he raised his eyebrows calmly.

On the podium, Liu Fujiang began to time: "Prepare! Start!"

Lin Yu looked at Chen Juan with a expressionless face, trying his best to make himself distracted.

"Ten seconds." Liu Fujiang said.

Only ten seconds have passed?

"Twenty seconds."

Lin Yujing began to stiffen.

"Thirty seconds."

Lin Yujing began to think wildly about what he could say to him.

Without saying anything, her facial muscles were about to twitch.

Looking at Chen Juan again, he was still in the boneless position just now, staring at his new deskmate calmly.

Chen Juan has no ability to distinguish the appearance of the opposite sex. Sometimes when Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang and others say that a girl looks good and has different opinions, he thinks it's just that, and it seems that it's almost the same.

His new deskmate is very recognizable.

Ponytail, pleated skirt, wearing a pair of small black leather shoes, and over-knee stockings wrapped around slender and beautiful legs.
To be continued...