Childhood sweethearts:Your Highness,I want a hug!

Yexichen is a senior high school, and its campus is in the south; The campus is in the north.

To the fork in the road, night Xi Chen release night only hand, micro squat body.

"Bo --"

At this time, the night's only natural embrace his neck, kiss his cheek, such interaction has become a habit, very tacit understanding skilled.

"Goodbye, brother!"

The only one who got the free night immediately took a short leg and tried to run in the classroom, but he was still late.

Night the only clever hand report, the head teacher saw her, but shook his head, waved her hand to go in.

Who doesn't know that yewei is yexichen's favorite sister, and Yejia is the biggest sponsor of "Xingyao" noble school.

Night only back to the seat, very honest hands folded on the table.

"Now the whole class is here. Today, a new transfer student, Han Xingye, has come to our class."

The head teacher introduced the names of the new students, and the students applauded.

Han Xingye, with short flaxen hair, compared with the crowd with a very handsome gesture and a wild smile at the corner of his mouth.

He pointed to the guitar behind him and made a brief self introduction: "Han Xingye, the guitarist of Mg."

"Wow, Mg Guitarist! It's the one who's always on TV! "

"I've seen the match of mg group. It's cool!"

The male and female students who like to pursue the stars adore Han Xingye every second, while the flower fanatic girls value Han Xingye's face more.

"This transfer student is so beautiful!"

"It's time to change the school draft tomorrow, ha ha!"

More and more active students discuss, the head teacher just received an emergency call.

"Be quiet. The teacher has something urgent to leave now. Han Xingye, please choose a seat by yourself."

"Handsome Han, sit here!"

"God, I'll give you my place!"

Flower crazy women vie for favor one after another, and other neglected male classmates unite to despise Han Xingye.

"Cut, don't know how to play guitar, pretend to be a big brand."

Han Xingye stood on the platform, arrogantly scanning the whole class, everyone thought that his arrival was noisy, only a girl in the second row by the window sitting upright, cherry like mouth closed, looking quiet and clever.

Han Xingye, with his guitar on his back, walked straight to the only position in the night. He beamed at the only current table mate in the night. "Classmate, I want to sit here. How about changing the position?"

The student a who was called stood up with a red face and gave up his position to Han Xingye.

Night only curiously stares at her new deskmate.

It's not because of how handsome Han Xingye is, but because she saw that the stud on his left ear was shining.

It's strange that there are boys who can wear earrings. She has never seen them!

Han Xingye meaningful looked at the night, only the same, look at her eyes staring at himself, eyes show a touch of irony.

I thought I was different, but I turned out to be a nerd, or a nerd in general.

"Tut."

Although disappointed, he didn't bother to find another position when he thought that everyone here was the same.

"Hey, little fool, put two of your books on the floor."

I didn't expect that Han Xingye would give orders as soon as he came.

The night only stares big that round eyes, puzzled askew next head, "why?"

The guitar on the back of Han Xingye is on the desk, dominating the two desks.

"It's dirty to put the guitar on the desk to block the sight. How about borrowing it from your book pad?"

He always talks to people in this tone, thinking that all girls will not refuse, but

However, the only first action of the night is to hold your book tightly!

Just like huduzi!