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Chapter 465 Jing Xing: "You continue."

A few clever students in the front row had already noticed the figure of the school bully, and immediately shut their mouths obediently with an excellent desire to survive, but most of them were still immersed in the "joy" of the start of school, and kept making noises.

Jing Xing turned his head and glanced in the direction of the door.

The little glutinous rice dumpling followed his example and leaned against the door frame. Noticing his gaze, she tilted her head with a smile, gestured to him in the pose of a Popeye, and silently added a slap to him. Oil—school bully student, it's time for you to perform.

Jing Xing: "..."

Alright, since the little glutinous rice dumpling has spoken, then... the next game?

Jing Xing was still holding the can of Wangzai's milk just now in his hand, and he didn't unpack the small glutinous rice dumpling.

He lowered his head, fiddled with the can of milk a couple of times, then slowly raised his wrist, and he directly put the can of Wangzai milk on the desk.

The tin can made contact with the table, and it exploded with a loud blunt sound, which made Lao Xu tremble, and almost dropped the thermos cup he was holding to the ground.

This loud explosion exploded suddenly, and the whole classroom was instantly silent. Whether they were playing with mobile phones, doing homework, or chatting with their legs crossed, they all closed their mouths, and then looked at each other. Throwing towards the front podium.

The chattering students finally noticed that the person standing in front seemed to be the squad leader they hadn't seen for a long time.

They haven't seen each other for a whole holiday, but the chilly aura of their squad leader still hasn't diminished by half.

An atmosphere of silence spread in the class, and the air in the classroom was so quiet that it seemed that even a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

Although I have been a classmate with the school bully for a year, and I have never seen the school bully hit anyone or anything, but this flower of Gaoling is really too cold, just standing there, the whole body radiates With a kind of aura that strangers should not get close to.

The students in the class looked at each other, carefully raised their heads to look at their squad leader, turned their heads slightly, and then looked at the old man who was holding a thermos cup and standing on the podium in a daze. Xu, then silently lowered his head.

For the sake of their own safety, it is indeed time for them to shut up now.

The room was filled with death-like silence, Jing Xing was quite satisfied with this effect, his gaze paused, and then he looked back at Old Xu: "You continue."

Then, he gave the little glutinous rice dumpling at the door a look to come in, and then started to walk to the seat in the back row, not forgetting to take the can of Wangzai milk with him.

"Oh good." Old Xu was stunned for a moment.

The immediate effect of suppressing the scene is good or bad, but Jing Xing snapped back what he wanted to say with a bang.

Regarding this, Lao Xu said that he was very depressed. What exactly was he trying to say just now?

The more than 40 pairs of eyes below were staring at him. Old Xu became even more depressed. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. Finally, he could only dryly squeeze out a sentence: "Students, happy new semester, be serious. Really learning."

Old Xu had already typed out an [-]-character draft, but now he couldn't even squeeze out [-] characters.

But it doesn't matter if you forget the [-]-word draft, there is one thing that you will never forget—"Representatives of all subjects, please collect your summer homework first, and hand it in to the office before get out of class ends."

There were wailing sounds one after another from below.

Needless to say, everyone's summer homework was more or less unfinished. When there were answers before, many students were too lazy to copy them. This time there are not many answers and homework.

There were two dark circles of national treasure level under Du Mingyu's eyes, and he turned his head: "Sister Yuzu, here is your homework."

He handed over the four copies of "Happy Summer Vacation" written by his Yuzu sister. Although there were answers to copy, it would take all night to copy such a thick volume.

"Uh...you have dark circles under your eyes?" Lin Qingyou was taken aback by the darkness under his eyes.

The dark circles under the eyes of the national treasure giant panda are not as obvious as his.

"It's okay." Du Mingyu waved his hand, pretending that this was just a trivial matter, and said, "Only those who make up their homework all night understand the beauty of the first ray of sunshine in the morning."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

She doesn't know whether the first ray of sunshine in the morning is beautiful or not, but what she knows is that with such heavy dark circles hanging on her face, it must not be very beautiful.

On the first day of the new semester, I still can’t feel the difference between the second year of high school and the third year of high school. The class should sleep and make up homework. It’s just that the banner on the back wall has been pulled up in advance-learn 1 minute more every day , Xiangzhou University picked her husband.

This banner should have been left over from the previous session. It had already fallen to the ground, but Lao Xu picked it up and pulled it back again.

It’s just that Mr. Xu felt that the slogan looked a bit awkward, so he asked the teachers in the logistics department to change it into another sentence-the spring breeze of reform is blowing everywhere, and the new year must be full of enthusiasm.

It's full of age when you hear it.

In the afternoon, there was a mobilization meeting for the third grade in the gymnasium. I heard that their old turtle principal specially invited several outstanding students who graduated from the third middle school to share their valuable life experience with them, and give the prospective college entrance examination The students cheered up and boosted morale.

At two o'clock, the mobilization meeting began.

The principal first introduced the century-old school history of No. [-] Middle School as usual, and then arranged for the outstanding graduates to give speeches one by one. The first person who took the microphone was a young man in a black suit and a red tie.

From the look of it, it should be a few years after graduating from university.

The senior cleared his throat, and said warmly, "Hello, my juniors and girls. I am a senior who is seven years older than you. I have some life experiences that I would like to share with you. Back then, I was too afraid of difficulties. , and I don’t like suffering too much, and finally missed Xiangzhou University because of a gap of 7 points. I regret it for the rest of my life, and you must not leave regrets like me.”

The senior sighed sadly, and continued to say: "Until now, after so many years, I still clearly remember that the admission cut-off for Hunan University was 687, and I got 68."

"..."

There was no sound below, and all the students and teachers fell silent unanimously.

The senior's tone was gentle and cheerful: "But it doesn't matter. Although I missed Hunan University, it doesn't matter whether we are a rich kid like us. After all, even if I fail the exam, I can still go home and inherit the family property."

"..."

Lin Qingyou didn't know where their principal invited such an outstanding graduate student.

(End of this chapter)