Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 972 The Most Romantic Thing - Popularity

Xia Yang suddenly remembered that he seemed to be like this many times.

Looking at the figure of Ouyang Fuqian in front, he followed closely behind.

In a blink of an eye, they all went from junior high school to the present.

In the first two years of junior high school, he and Ouyang Fuqian got along really well!

In the next two years, he and Ouyang Fuqian took turns to participate in various competitions and activities organized by the school. Even the student representatives of the school council gave speeches.

There is also an annual meeting of inter-school celebrations!
He and Qianqian were actually appointed as the hosts!

He looked at the head teacher with a deceiving face. He once heard Xia Tian say that the school's [-]th anniversary celebration was hosted by the school's teachers. It seemed like it had always been, and their students had never hosted it.

But now, during the [-]th anniversary celebration, he and Ouyang Fuqian were actually informed that he and Ouyang Fuqian would host it.

At that time, he was already in the second year of junior high school, to be exact, it was already the second semester of the second year of junior high school.

The head teacher at that time, hehe, was still the original head teacher!

There is no reason for it!

When they were promoted from the first year of junior high school to the second year of junior high school, they were not divided into classes!

The little fat man happily stopped him at the school gate, put his hands on his shoulders, and smiled happily.

He laughed so strangely.

It wasn't until the little fat man walked past the ranking list not far from the school gate with him that he glanced at it and found that behind his name, Class 1 (Junior [-]) was impressively written!

He is still in the second grade (1) class!

His eyes flickered twice, before he could take a closer look, he heard the voice of the little fat man.

The little fat man said, Brother Yang, the two of us are still in the same class!
Xia Yang shifted his gaze to look at the little fat man: "There is no class?"

The little fat man's face immediately beamed with joy: "Brother Yang, you are smart, and you are indeed the number one in the school. You will know it without telling me."

The corner of Xia Yang's mouth twitched slightly.

He almost wanted to ask the little fat man, did the little fat man also enter the top [-] list?
After thinking about it, I held back.

After all, he is very clear about how much the little fat man has. What's more, in the first grade of junior high school, their elite class was in the last few classes. class.

Then there is only one possibility, no class division!
Yes, there is no class.

He is still in class 1 of the second grade of junior high school, and the little fat boy Chen Qian is still his deskmate, and he is still sitting in the last row of the classroom, near the back door.

On the first day of the second year of junior high school, the head teacher asked him intentionally or unintentionally if he would adjust his seat.

He shook his head and smiled and said that the current position is pretty good, he likes to sit there.

The teacher in charge was startled for a moment, then nodded, okay, then continue to sit there.

When he was about to turn back to the classroom, the head teacher stopped him again and asked him if the students around him wanted to change.

He glanced into the classroom, laughed, and said with a smile, there is no one behind, so why should we change? Besides, Chen Qian is his deskmate, and the two in front are also his good friends.

When the head teacher heard this, the expression on his face froze, and he immediately laughed, "Okay, then everything will be the same as before, let you arrange them according to your height."

Xia Yang smiled and nodded, turned back to the classroom.

After that, the head teacher returned to his original attitude towards him.

The same is true for him. He listens to the lectures that should be attended during class, and arranges his own time when he does not want to listen. In a blink of an eye, autumn has passed and winter has come, and winter vacation has arrived as scheduled.

When the winter vacation came, he was the number one in the school as a matter of course.

It was only then that the grades of Little Fatty and the others caught up, breaking into the top [-] list of the grade.

In addition, in addition to the little fat man and the two students in the front row, there were a few more people added to the original four-person group, which could hardly be counted on one hand.

In the words of the little fat man.

Brother Yang, we all listen to you.

When Xiaopang said that, Xia Yang glanced at the person in front of him, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, so many people?When did you get here?Why doesn't he know?
I really didn't expect the little fat man to have this trick.

Xia Yang retracted his gaze and looked at the little fat man. There are so many people, how about a ball?

Ulala circled around, looking at him with shining eyes.

If he read correctly just now, most of the boys in the class have come together, right?If there aren't thirty, there will be at least twenty, right?
The little fat man chuckled: Yes, we can play a football match by ourselves.

Xia Yang's eyes slid across the face of the little fat man, looked at the group of Ulala people, and laughed, "Okay, let's go play a game."

A group of people heard the words and responded one after another, okay, okay, we all listen to Brother Yang.

Xia Yang couldn't help but frowned, raised his hand, and lowered his voice.

What the hell, with so many people and such a loud voice, if the school teacher finds out and thinks he is a gangster, it will damage the image.

When everyone saw this, their voices died down in an instant.

Let's go and play, Brother Yang?The little fat man looked at Xia Yang.

OK.Xia Yang pulled his school uniform, threw the backpack in his hand, and walked towards the playground.

The little fat man stretched out his hand, took it, and then waved his hand, let's go, don't stand still.

A group of people hu Lala followed behind the little fat man with their shoulders crossed and their backs crossed, and walked towards the playground.

Winter is coming to spring, returning to school after the winter vacation, Xia Yang glanced at the school's grade list, and among the twenty or so people behind the top 1 list, he found a list of their sophomore ([-]) students, smiled, and walked towards the classroom went.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of this accident that they were not divided into classes until the second year of junior high school.

At the beginning of school in September, he heard from the head teacher that ten people in his class had entered the top [-] list, and he smiled.

Guess, this time, Lao Ban will laugh until the corners of his mouth cramp again.

Thinking like that, Xia Yang couldn't help but glance in the direction of the teaching building.

But at a glance, he saw the girl passing by the teaching building - Ouyang Fuqian!
She came so early?

He thought he had come early!

Xia Yang paused, thought for a while, and strode towards Ouyang Fuqian again.

If it wasn't for Xia Tian, ​​he might not have won the first place in the class during the midterm exam, but if it weren't for Ouyang Fuqian, he might just take the exams as he likes, and he might be the first in the school occasionally.

Just prove your strength.

There is no need to dominate the list every time.

He has never had the consciousness of being competitive, and he has always studied as he pleases, as long as he is happy, and he can do his best.

But as Qianqian said, if you have strength, you must show it, dare to show your sword, and don't hide your edge.

He was taken aback when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he felt it made sense.

After all, he still hoped that Zhu Yan, who didn't know where he was, could hear rumors about him one day and find him.

Naturally, without Ouyang Fuqian, Fatty and the others would not have made such great progress.

The reason is very simple. Ouyang Fuqian generously shared his learning methods and experience with him, and he shared a little bit with the little fat man.

He also consulted Ouyang Fuqian at that time.

Ouyang Fu smiled slightly, what is given to you is yours, you can do whatever you want.

He thought and thought and thought and thought.

Ouyang Fuqian is helping him, trying to expand his popularity on campus!

(End of this chapter)