Chapter 20: Return to school

White school uniforms in blue and white, bright red scarves, carrying schoolbags walking on spacious streets, listening to the sound of bicycle bells, classmates greeted each other, these things were once in the murderous purgatory, Song Ye remembered more than once Yes, longing, but after a long time, the feelings became numb, these dispensable emotions were abandoned.
Song Ye never thought that he would have a chance to relive his life.
Walking on the long streets in winter, screaming on the fallen leaves, Song Ye carried his schoolbag and walked into the blue door. The white porcelain black line teaching building that drew in sight was small and old. Old, but people feel unfamiliar.
"Well, look at that, which class of students are so beautiful."
"I haven't seen it, is it a transfer student?"
As soon as Song Ye appeared at the gate, there were three or two female students behind them gathered to watch and discuss. That fair and handsome face, with long hair cut out, was displayed in front of the world, and was destined to resist rumors.
In less than one class time, the entire third and third grades knew that there was a very good-looking boy who entered the third grade of the third grade.
No matter how complicated and stressful the environment is, the pursuit of beautiful things by boys and girls in the flower season will never end.
Song Ye of the previous life was inferior and timid, and it was an invisible person wherever she went. This was the first time she had attracted such attention on campus, but she couldn't cause the slightest emotional fluctuation.
In her eyes, the age of fifteen is just a child, and being admired by children is really not something to be excited about.
Following the map in her memory, she came to the door of class three and five, and when she appeared, the girls screamed.
"Ah! It's that guy, why is he here?"
Tang Meiling in the seat heard the commotion, and she was a little excited. She raised her head and hooked her hair in her ears, showing a sweet smile. She was confident that it was the third middle school flower. No man could escape her. charm.
But when she looked up, when she saw the figure in front of the door and the face, her entire body instantly stiffened, the smile at the corner of her mouth solidified, and her eyes were shocked with unbelievability.
Then, the classmates also dropped their chins.
Because the young girl appeared suddenly went straight into the classroom and sat in the last seat of the class.
There, Song Ye's seat was rejected by the class.
While everyone was still shocked by the mess in the stroke, Tang Meiling had stood up arrogantly, striding towards that seat.
Song Ye had long received this malicious sight, but it was completely wrong. When he was on the train, the lesson had already been learned.
It's a pity that some people obviously don't have a long memory, and now they are aggressive and want to come over and find it unhappy.
Song Yegang wanted to put the book on the table, and as soon as he moved his eyes to the table, he immediately stopped the action, and Tang Meiling had already approached him, raised his arms, and directly ordered: "You come out with me."
Song Ye looked up at her soiled round face, and the two plateaus above were red, and she really couldn't understand why the standard of school flowers at the third middle school was so low, and why Song Ye was so afraid of her.
When it is really a change of mood and a different perspective on things, at this time Tang Meiling's order was completely ignored by Song Ye in the court.
She looked at each other so she could pack things in her spare time. She didn't mean to care about her at all. A face suddenly became angry with a pig's liver, and her voice didn't consciously grow louder. ? Song Ye! "
When Song Ye's name was called out, the class was exclaimed again.
The beautiful young boy in this corner is really the invisible, dirty and invisible Song Ye?
The contrast before and after this is so great that many people rub their eyes and express disbelief.
However, if you look closely, it is not difficult to identify the childish face that is unique to the beauty of the girls, but only when Song Ye's temperament is too cold, that touch of beauty will be masked.
Tang Meiling yelled with her name and surname, and finally Song Ye responded, but "What qualifications do you have to order me?"
The sound was extremely cold, like a drop of water falling in a pan, and it blew the whole class.
Many good boys whistleed, "Wow, I ca n’t think of receiving airbags and they will explode. There is a good show here. The monitor, everyone is a student, what qualifications do you have to order Song Ye?"
"Wang Tiechuan, you shut up for me, you are the last one in the class and you are so good at talking." Tang Meiling yelled back, there will always be a polarized difference between poor students and eugenics in a class. The lessons learned from Wang Tiechuan's poor students.
"Cut, everyone is equal, free speech, you can control you." Wang Tiechuan was also poor, and Tang Meiling was blocked again.
After thinking about it, everything was Song Ye's trouble. When I saw her face again, Tang Meiling was shaking with anger, raised her palm, and threw it on the table with a slam, "Song ... ... "
The leaf character hadn't spoken yet, and the expression on Tang Meiling's face instantly frozen again.
She lowered her head and looked at the position where the palm of her hand was photographed. It was exactly in the middle of the table, and the slimy touch on it was the strong glue they applied to Song Ye in the morning.
"Ah!" Tang Meiling screamed sharply from the painful tear, which shocked all the teachers in the office.
The glue touched human skin and dried quickly, so when the teacher entered the door, he saw the scene where the hands were inseparable from the table.
"What's the matter?" The class teacher was a thirty-year-old unmarried woman. She was in a temper of irritability all year round. On the first day of school, she saw that the class leader was in trouble, and her face was as dark as the bottom of the pot.
At this time Tang Meiling was crying without tears, fearing that her good image in the teacher's heart would be discounted. When she saw Song Ye's old god's face, her heart moved and she said, "Teacher, Song Ye Zai The table was stained with strong glue, which caused me to stain it. "
"What?" The teacher also saw Song Ye's exquisite face for the first time, and it was a momentary moment. Then he strode over and saw that the hand was already thick and sticky. The glue handles were red. He was frightened and angrily pointed at Song Ye. "Song Ye, why do you get into trouble as soon as you go to school? I do n’t know if this kind of thing can't be played casually. If Mei Ling has a good hand, can you afford it?"
This didn't solve the problem, so I thought of shirk responsibility first. Song Ye also understood the teacher's plan.
But she is not a bully master, pointing to the desk in front of her, "Teacher, please see who this desk is. Even if I broke my brain and played with strong glue as a correction fluid, the squad leader Tang did not need to catch up. Sticking up. "