deep in time

Chapter 1 (1)
[one]
The sky on a summer morning is a pale glazed blue.

The boy was lying naked under the deep sea blue sheet. The phone started ringing 3 minutes ago.

The boy turned over, muttered something in a low voice, and still answered the phone, someone who disturbed his dream said impatiently: "Jinan."

There was also a threat of "wake me up and you'll know it's not a big deal if you wake me up".

But on the other end of the phone, the boy named Ji Nan seemed to ignore the boy's murderous intent at all, and shouted with a smile: "Ah Chen, hurry up, there are so many beauties! They are real beauties, I really didn't expect to come x There are such benefits in China!"

"I'm going to hang up if I don't talk about the main point." The boy lifted the quilt and rubbed his hair irritably, "I'm not interested in the childish inner world of a boy in heat."

"Ah." Ji Nan's voice was like a piece of music that was cut off suddenly, and he questioned unbelievably, "Cheng Lichen, you can't really still sleep, it's already [-]:[-]."

"So what?" He asked lightly and coldly.

"So what? You, you, you," Ji Nan repeated several words in a row before he caught his breath, "How could your father be such a rebellious son like you. If I were your father, I would break your legs first."

"Hmph, you're not my father." His tone was cool and exasperating.

"Ah Chen, today is the first day of school."

"I know."

It was because I knew that that's why I locked the door. After Song Lanlan knocked on the door a few times and heard Cheng Huihuang furious outside the door, I still slept peacefully until now.

Well, making Cheng Huihuang and Song Lanlan unhappy is a part of life for boys.

In fact, I didn’t get into X middle school in the senior high school entrance examination, and it’s not the kind of distance that is only one point and ten minutes away. However, Chen Huihuang, who is very powerful, still gave his disappointing son an X after donating a chemical instrument room equipment to the school. Valuable places in .

——Cheng Huihuang, this is what you wanted, and I didn't show the slightest intention of going to X.

After hanging up the phone, the boy lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, the sunlight came in, and the dust floated under the light, gathering, separating, and gathering again.

Nine thirty.

The boy slowly got up, brushed his teeth, put on his school uniform, and spent at least 10 minutes in front of the mirror arranging his hair and clothes.

At 45:[-], the door was opened.

The huge living room was quiet, Song Lanlan and Cheng Huihuang went to the company, the boy walked slowly through the living room, and saw the post-it note left by Song Lanlan on the fish tank.

Your dad and I are going to work first, heat up your breakfast in the microwave, and go to school as soon as you eat.Today is your first day in high school.

Chen, come on.

The boy turned his head sideways, looked at the post-it note coldly, and suddenly a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He tore off the post-it note, and tore it into small snow-white pieces in two or three strokes, and scattered it in the air.Stepping on the small piece of paper, the boy walked out of the living room.

The head teacher's class was in the third period. When he turned around to write on the blackboard, he heard a report and stopped the chalk in his hand in astonishment.

While listening to the class, all the students who kept in mind that "the first impression is very important" sat upright and acted like good students looked at the unruly man standing at the door of the classroom.

In the bright or dark light, what the head teacher saw was a boy who didn't look like a serious and honest top student in X; what the girls saw was a gloomy face, but he didn't lose the essence of a beautiful boy in the slightest. Screaming boys; but what the boys based on the principle of same-sex repulsion see is a "pig head who is so embarrassed with a face, and wants to beat him up because he doesn't like his eyes."

The head teacher took a breath and asked, "Your name?"

"Cheng Lichen."

"Do you know what class it is now?" Some uncontrollable anger surged up.

"The third quarter or the fourth quarter?"

Seeing the boy's indifference, the head teacher's face completely darkened, but an experienced teacher would not punish the students in class because of anger, so that the class could not go on: "Go to my office after class .”

Boys are noncommittal.

"Oh, your seat is the penultimate table in the fifth group." The head teacher said suddenly.

The penultimate table in the fifth group?All the students in the class were staring at that table, with expressions like "This is the bottom of the legend" and "Handsome but just a straw bag" in their eyes.

But no matter what other people think or think, the world of teenagers seems to be a seamless circle with the end connected.He was alone in his world, with a cold, detached arrogance.

This happened a month ago.

(End of this chapter)