Bizarre Love

It was early when Meng heard the classroom. There were only two people in the class. One was the monitor, Guan Xiaoye. Guan Xiaoye was the first to open the door.

There is also Hong Hui. Hong Hui is the hardest person in the class. It is said that he has to wait until 11 o'clock when he goes back to do his homework and read books every night, but his grades are always low and he stays in the middle of the class.

Guan Xiaoye was the first to see her when Meng Ting walked in.

Then the pen accidentally drew a thick line on the paper, staring at Meng Ting with a blank stare.

Meng Ting was a little uncomfortable, but still gently said, "Good morning."

She sat down in her seat. Hong Hui noticed that the people next to her were sitting down and opened the chemistry book excitedly: "Meng Ting, classmate, you are here, I thought about this elemental reasoning question for a long time yesterday. After filling in copper sulfate here I can't push it out, you can..."

Meng Ting took his chemistry book, and the black water-based pen on it had been revised repeatedly, proving that Hong Hui had calculated it carefully.

She lowered her long eyelashes, pondered for a moment, and had an answer in her heart. She pulled out a draft paper and said in a gentle tone: "This is not copper sulfate. Look at the series of descriptions mentioned earlier, which is different from copper sulfate."

She used draft paper to calculate the chemical formula. She had a clear mindset. She was writing while speaking, fearing to disturb Guan Xiaoye's endorsement. Her tone was light to almost soft, and she finished a reasoning question soon.

"Do you understand?" She raised her eyes and saw the absent-minded Hong Hui's face burst into red, all the way to the roots of her ears.

Meng Ting frowned slightly, he stammered quickly: "Understand, understand."

However, for the first time, Hong Hui, who loves learning and only has to learn, didn't even know what she said.

Like Guan Xiaoye, he was bewildered by unspeakable shock.

This person is... He is at the same table Meng Ting?

Hong Hui still remembers that when he changed positions to be at the same table with Meng Ting, the bad-mouthed boys in the class joked: "Yo Hong Hui, I want to be at the same table with her, Yanfu is not shallow." He made an action that imitated blind people's scratching.

Hong Hui was a little angry: "Meng Ting is the first."

"Only the first in the eyes of nerds hahaha!"

Before Hong Hui was angry, the girls threw a book over: "If you talk about Meng Ting, I will tell Teacher Fan."

"Cut, tell the teacher how old you are!" However, there was no further discussion.

In fact, it has always been like this. Every class has some students at the end of the crane. There are also classmates with bad conduct. Few people in the class will use Meng's listening eyes to talk about things, and most of them are sympathetic and pitying.

But I don't know why today, Hong Hui suddenly remembered that the group of people ridiculed "Yan Fu is not shallow" that day.

Yanfu is not shallow...

Boys at this age are also sensitive to that aspect no matter how rigid.

His face blushed, and he felt that he could hardly sit down, so he absently picked up the piece of paper and watched Meng Ting's delicate handwriting reasoning process. Fortunately, after waiting for a long time, it finally calmed down.

But I didn't think it before, now I'm sitting next to Meng Ting, unspeakable.

It's not uncomfortable... it's just easy to get distracted.

Her eyes are better, she is so beautiful!

Meng heard it in the classroom and began to practice reasoning questions on biological genetic traits. This year, the test paper has not yet become a national paper. The question types of the college entrance examination are relatively fixed and routine.

The last big question in the test paper must be a trait inference question.

She didn't take the college entrance examination in her previous life. She was in school until the last semester of high school, and an accident happened. Burned and disfigured by the fire, he has been recuperating in the hospital. Shortly before the college entrance examination, something happened to father Shu and Meng Ting missed the college entrance examination.

Since she is coming back for a lifetime, she will not let this happen, and she wants to go to university smoothly.

Like other classmates, she is also full of expectations for the sacred place of university.

When it was around seven ten, classmates came one after another.

Then both reacted with Guan Xiaoye and Honghui. For the first time since high school for more than a year, the classroom was quiet as a chicken.

All looked at Meng Ting with an incredible look.

If Meng Ting was so beautiful at first, even if everyone would secretly watch it, they wouldn't be surprised. The key is that the student ID card that was taken in the first year of high school. After looking at the photo of the hot eyes for a year, suddenly one day, she found that she was a super beauty, and she was confused by the contrast.

The students came one by one, and some of them didn't notice Meng's listening. They would be pushed by the surrounding students with their elbows and looked at them. A surprised look: "She... is she Meng Ting?"

Zhao Nuancheng is different from Hong Hui. She was still slumbering in her second year of high school. She came very late, waiting for everyone in the class to come one after another. She came over with sleepy eyes on the buns, fearing that the buns might smell so bad that she would come in after eating outside the classroom.

She was rather dull. When she went in and saw Meng Ting, a girl's face instantly blushed, and then she subconsciously thought she had gone wrong.

When I saw Hong Hui and Liu Xiaoyi, I realized that I was right.

She was relatively familiar with Meng Ting, and naturally understood that it was Meng Ting, and the oil on her mouth was too late to wipe. Sit in your place with bright eyes: "Listen! Your eyes are better!"

Meng Ting nodded with a smile.

She smiled beautifully, her big shiny eyes slightly curved, her eyelashes curled up, she had a natural shyness and innocence.

Zhao Nuancheng was going crazy with excitement: "You are so beautiful, my god!" She used to be afraid of hurting Meng Ting, and never dared to stare at Meng Ting's eyes, for fear of mentioning Meng Ting's sadness. , Now she did not expect her good friend to be such a beautiful beauty.

She was so excited that she didn't know what to say.

Oh my god, it's better than Shen Yuqing from Class 14!

You know, Shen Yuqing is a recognized school girl!

But listening to this look, it is simply the first love look that every boy wants to have.

This morning was Fan Huiyin’s morning study. When she walked into the classroom with an English book, she frowned and frowned: “What did I say! Don’t whisper and chat in the morning, read English words out loud! Responsible for the future."

The chattering immediately turned into the ups and downs of reciting words.

Fan Huiyin saw his English class representative, was also stunned, and then heard to Meng: "You come to the office."

Meng Ting followed.

When the teacher and Meng Ting left, the class was blown up. Twitter is all discussing Meng Ting with a better eye.

Teacher Fan took a glass of water in the office, and then motioned Meng Ting to sit down.

She looked at Meng Ting, her expression was as severe as ever, but her tone was lightly caring: "Are your eyes good, Meng Ting?"

Meng Ting nodded.

Although Teacher Fan felt that judging people by appearance was wrong, she still frowned and reminded: "Today you should speak under the national flag. You are like this..."

The birds on the sycamore tree leaped up to the branches and combed their feathers with their beaks.

Meng Ting listened carefully to Teacher Fan's speech.

Teacher Fan suddenly couldn't speak anymore, and sighed: "Oh, you kid, looks good." It's impossible to stop her from speaking because she's better looking.

"What about the speech?"

Meng Ting showed it to Teacher Fan.

After reading it, Teacher Fan nodded in satisfaction. Meng's dictation was very positive and couldn't fault it.

Seeing Meng Ting hung his student ID card around his neck and was wearing a blue and white school uniform, Teacher Fan felt that this was a broken technique when he looked at the photo. She waved her hand and told Meng to listen back.

There is a rule in the Seventh High School of this year that every Monday when the national flag is raised, a student representative must be selected to speak.

And this student representative defaulted to be the first in the class.

When it was Meng Ting's turn in the first year, the dean of teaching took into consideration Meng Ting's situation and said hesitantly: "Teacher Fan, would you like to change your class?"

Fan Huiyin shook his head disapprovingly: "Although Meng Ting has bad eyes, she is very good. If the school changes her eyes because of her, students will easily develop an inferiority complex."

So every semester there is a turn, and Meng listens to the speech.

Fortunately, there are many classes in the school, and each class has at most two opportunities to speak in a semester. Moreover, the students are not impatient to listen to the chicken soup. Apart from knowing the beautiful Lu Yue senior sister in high school, few people pay attention to Meng Ting, at most because of her strange glasses.

This day is November 20th.

Winter came quietly, and the students wore thick winter clothes under their school uniforms, which looked cumbersome and bloated.

Looking at it at a glance, it is consistent with the Chinese cabbage grown in a field.

The female teachers rubbed their hands with cold.

The other classes found that the people in the second and first class of high school today were particularly weird. Basically everyone craned their necks and looked on the stage, revealing an indescribable excitement.

The host said in a crisp voice: "Next, I invite the student representative of the second grade (1) class of Meng Ting to speak under the national flag."

A wave of meaningful applause sounded lazily below.

Meng Ting took the speaking notebook and walked onto the stage, holding the microphone to speak, his voice was clear and sweet: "Hello everyone, I am Meng Ting in the second grade (1) class, and the topic of my speech today is "Cherish Time and Live Up to the Motherland"."

The age-old school-standard chicken soup can make people sleepy.

Someone looked over because of the nice voice and standard Mandarin.

The morning dew condensed from the branches, and the breath turned into white mist in the cold air.

The girls on the stage wore simple school uniforms, blue and white coats and black trousers. The ponytail is tied with a hair tie, and the hair is refreshed. The air bangs have a soft and peaceful meaning.

She has a good temperament, but... a better face!

No matter what era, people always have no resistance to beautiful things. Soon there was a chatter in front of him.

The dean, who was almost bald on top of his head, scolded with his beer belly, "Just give me a little quieter, and if any class is noisy, my behavior points will be deducted!"

Finally quieted down.

In the back row, they couldn't see the smell of gossip, and they knew what had happened. They couldn't see the people on the stage, and they were a little depressed.

However, everyone tried their best to inquire out of curiosity, and finally came up with a shocking news-Meng Ting, who is said to have bad eyes in class 1, now has better eyes, and is better than the school flower Shen Yuqing in class 22. Still beautiful!

Good boy, this is incredible!

The reason why Shen Yuqing is so proud is because of her good looks. Everyone agrees that she can be regarded as the most beautiful school girl in the seven schools in history.

It looks better than the school flower, isn't that the title of the school flower should be changed!

As a result, everyone listened to a magical chicken soup theory.

Lu Yue was so shocked that she certainly remembered Meng Ting. Meng Ting had beaten herself in the Mathematical Olympiad. But at that time she comforted herself that Meng Ting could not be a classmate who had problems with eyes. Now the whole person is almost confused.

If Meng listened to her, wouldn't it just be good grades?

She remembered that Jiang Ren's face was impatient and let her go, but in the end he smiled and asked Meng Ting to buy water, with mixed feelings in her heart, and her hands became fists unconsciously. They stood behind in the third year of high school and couldn't see it, but the gossip of changing schools, like autumn wind blowing on the face, quietly and quickly spread here.

Shen Yuqing from Class 12 felt even more uncomfortable, and her face turned pale and blue.

When Meng Ting stepped down, he also felt the change. However, after living for two lifetimes, she has become more resilient, but she doesn't care much about it.

When school was over on Monday, Fan Huiyin took up one class of the physics teacher.

Teacher Deng, who teaches physics, dissatisfied: "My class is also in time. Teacher Fan will consult with other teachers."

The students in Class 1 also felt annoyed: "Mr. Deng must have persisted for less than two minutes. Mr. Fan is too strong."

Sure enough, after a while, Teacher Deng left, and Teacher Fan came in and asked everyone to take out their English books.

Classmates wailed in their hearts.

When school was over, there was an incredible good news.

Teacher Fan said: "The school has organized a group of activities for'Climbing the Mountain in Warm Winter'. I hope everyone will take care of their physical fitness. On this Wednesday, we will go climbing Wangu Mountain."

There was cheers in the class.

Meng Ting was stunned. There was this incident in her memory. They went to climb Wangu Mountain that year.

Jiang Ren also followed.

At that time, she was already the seventh lieutenant colonel, but when Jiang Ren came to talk to her, she didn't answer a word.

Zhao Nuancheng said that year: "Listen to him, ignore him. He must have come to hang out with Shen Yuqing. If you look good, he will come to strike up a conversation. This kind of person...sneer, without learning and skill, is not a good person, the most I just like to play with beautiful women."

Meng Ting nodded solemnly.

So much so that in her previous life, she thought Jiang Ren was just for fun.

Perhaps he couldn't ask for it, let him chase himself for a whole year, and did a lot of crazy things.

Thinking of this, Meng Ting was a little worried.

Jiang Ren... he won't be here this time, right? She thought uncertainly.

Jiang Ren lay down in Li Cai's classroom to make up for his sleep.

The teacher looked at him several times, but didn't say anything. Forget it, this kind of rich second generation loves to learn, but doesn't fall behind.

He Junming discovered that Brother Ninja came very early today, and he slept on the table as soon as he came.

He Junming whispered: "What's wrong with Brother Ninja." Usually playing games all night is not so tired.

He Han pointed to Jiang Ren's trouser legs.

The boy's jeans are full of cold soil in winter.

The corner of He Junming's mouth twitched: "He went to farm in the middle of the night." As he said that the more he thought about it, the more funny he became. Finally he couldn't help laughing out loud, and the teacher stared: "He Junming."

"Sao Rui Sao Rui!" He forgot to be still in class, and responded in bad English.

Jiang Ren woke up and school was over. He fell back lazily, leaning on the back of the chair and stretching out.

His voice was hoarse: "What time is it?"

He Junming reported the time and asked him: "Brother Shinobu go to play billiards this afternoon?"

Jiang Ren nodded casually.

"Brother Shinobu, why did you go last night."

Jiang Ren didn't even look at him: "You take care of Laozi."

He Junming touched his nose, he was also curious.

When a group of people went to the restaurant for dinner after school at noon, they met several people from No.7 Middle School.

The rich second generation of their vocational high school is rich, and basically does not eat in school. The food court outside was eaten all over by them, and even the boss knew about these young grandpas.

Those in the Seventh Middle School were discussing the early flag raising ceremony.

When Jiang Ren went upstairs, he heard the words "Meng Ting" and paused.

He Junming also heard it, and said, "It's not the same as her being beautiful, but it's only one day, it's estimated that she will be famous in No.7 Middle School. They probably have to change the school flower, this girl is so beautiful, chase her There must be a lot of people like her. However, I have seen a lot of people like her since I was a child, and they were very cold. I used to strike up a conversation with this kind of girl, and they always ignored them. I don't know who can..."

Fang Tan covered his forehead, looking at the silent Jiang Ren. I was desperate for He Junming's IQ.

Pigs are smarter than him, these two hundred and five silly!

This year, the floor is not soundproof, and you can hear it when you listen carefully.

Halfway through their meal, Jiang Ren suddenly went downstairs.

He Han said, "Brother Ninja, what are you doing?"

Fang Tan shook his head, he didn't know.

Jiang Ren went to the table of the group of seventh middle school students, and when they saw him, they calmed down.

There is no reason for him, this young man has a flamboyant, silver-haired stud earrings, and an unpleasant breath. Everyone guessed that he might be Jiang Ren who was expelled from the rich family in the vocational high school next door.

Jiang Ren smiled, somewhat lazy and wanton: "Boss, come over, I'll take this table."

He turned his head to look at the restless "good students" of No. 7 Middle School, and sighed: "Don't be nervous, classmates, I just want to ask you something."

While giving money to the boss, he asked casually: "You Seventh Middle School are going to climb the mountain?"

The boy at that table was a little bit ignorant. After all, he had heard the rumors and quickly nodded: "Yes, this week from Wednesday to weekend, several classes will be separated. Climbing the Eternal Mountain behind the school." He saw Jiang Ren listening carefully, almost subconsciously. I told him all the news he knew, "It seems that I don't go to the third year of high school, and all go to the second year of high school. Starting from the second year of high school, twelve classes are going to climb the mountain as a large group, and go to the top of the mountain to make a wish to a century-old tree."

"Thanks."

Jiang Ren and the others were originally going to play billiards this afternoon, and a group of teenagers skipped class on their bikes. Go to the busiest commercial street.

At that time, the boy's clothes were windy, and the motor of the motorcycle shook the sky, causing passers-by to stop to watch and avoid, or secretly cursed a few gangsters.

The cold wind was blocked by the helmet, but He Junming inadvertently said in Jiang Ren's mind.

She should be the school bachelor of No. 7 Middle School.

She hated herself at first, but she didn't like to talk to him when she had problems with her eyes. She is now white, well-behaved and beautiful, and I don't know how many people like her.

For the first time in his life, he felt uncomfortable with the dismissive and bored glances cast by passersby.

When passing by the boutique, Jiang Ren suddenly stopped.

He Junming said, "What's wrong with Brother Ren?"

Jiang Ren turned his head, took off his helmet, and examined himself in the glass window.

That year, his silver hair was scattered, and his hair could cover his brow bones.

Jeans with holes on the body.

At first glance, he is not a good student, he is full of badness in his bones. He and she are not in the same world.

Jiang Ren pursed his lips and put on his helmet.

"Stop playing billiards."

"Huh? Where do you go?"

"Barbershop, don't follow Lao Tzu."