Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

"Why are you crying?" I also asked.

The small glasses slowly exposed his head. Although the lights had been turned off, the light from the corridor shone into the dormitory through the glass, and he could still see the tear stains on his face, and his head was still twitching, very rhythmic.

"Never... no one has ever talked to me like this..." Little Glasses pointed at Gao Xiaoshan, "I was No.1 in the class in junior high school, and no one has ever talked to me like that..."

The dormitory fell silent all of a sudden, it seemed that no one thought that Little Glasses was crying because of this.It seems that this proud son of heaven really thinks that he has been greatly wronged by heaven. "My mother said that after arriving in the dormitory, you should get along with your roommates..."

Gao Xiaoshan snorted: "If you cry because of this little thing, then you will have to suffer." [

I know Gao Xiaoshan is telling the truth, and I can understand Little Glasses' mood.A top student who has always been aloof and grew up enjoying flowers and applause really cannot bear this kind of treatment.From him, I seem to vaguely see my former self, but I can't say anything, because some things need to be experienced by myself.

Little Glasses probably didn't expect that Gao Xiaoshan not only didn't apologize, but also made more sarcasm, cried even more sadly, and howled louder by one decibel, but no one paid any attention to him.After crying for a while, the sound of the small glasses gradually became quieter, and I slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, everyone put on camouflage uniforms and gathered at the playground.The entire first-year freshmen lined up in nine square teams according to their classes. After the old-fashioned principal gave a speech, nine young instructors lined up in front of the line in turn.When it comes to military training, I don't have much energy. When I was in junior high school, the school also trained for a week, and I was exhausted.Could it be that the quality of students can be greatly improved by relying on these few days of military training?

After the instructors took the teams away, they regrouped according to their height, and I, who was short in stature, stood in the second row without exception.In front of me is a student who is lower than me, named Liu Xing.Liu Xing's skin is delicate and fair, even better than girls'. He often has a smile on his face, and he feels that he has a good personality, which makes people have a good impression of him unconsciously.Because the Taiwanese TV series "Meteor Garden" was popular at that time, when he introduced himself, he immediately got everyone's attention.

During the break, the boys gathered together to play and fight, and the girls gathered together to chatter.Liu Xing and I also quickly became good friends, chatting while sitting on the steps.A few girls from the same class suddenly walked towards the two of us. Since we were all wearing camouflage uniforms, we hadn't had time to take a closer look at our faces.When they approached, I realized that these girls were all quite beautiful.

I was still thinking, what are they doing here, do they want to make friends with me?As a result, Liu Xing had already stood up and smiled at the girl standing in the middle: "Are you tired?"