Forced to be at the same table with the full-level boss

Chapter 12

The politics teacher’s political stance has always been clear. Hearing Yao Yu’s mention, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: “Oh, it’s the exchange student from the UK in your class. Why does he look so in line with our basic policy? I didn't see it."

The whole class burst into laughter.

"Knowing that you come to the politics class shows that you have a high level of ideological awareness," the politics teacher inexplicably extracted a little touch from Yi Yi's innocent expression, "you can come to my class more in the future, and you will be rewarded."

The laughter grew louder.

The second half of this class was full of wind and water, and the political teacher got a ready-made source of material. From time to time, he used Yi Yi as an example. In the depth of love, he went on for a full 5 minutes, making Jia Desong squat at the door Then I listened to a lot of ideological education.

There is a 25-minute break between the second and third classes, and the projects that have just been registered in the first grade have not yet been listed, so they are temporarily placed in the classroom collectively, eating snacks and drinking water to make up for homework while the athletes are marching.

"Next English class, please pay attention to those who wrote silently last week and haven't corrected them." The English class representative reminded before the class got restless, and Xu Tianrui immediately answered "Fuck".

Liang Jinrao asked: "Old Xu, do you have a good reputation at home?"

"What do you mean?" Xu Tianrui couldn't find the dictation book, and it took him a long time to remember that it was sandwiched in the English book. He took out an English book that was spread out in the book, and a blood-red "20" flashed Liang blind on the spot. Jin Rao's dog eyes.

"You don't even need to take your homework home to do. Your parents are satisfied with you, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Xu Tianrui rolled his eyes at him, "That's what Brother Yao did. I won't do my homework when I go home, and Brother Yao won't keep homework, right Brother Yao?"

The current "homework source" of class [-] is concentrated among the few people who came up from the junior high school branch. However, resource allocation is a profound knowledge. The specific performance is that there is no one within five seats of Xu Tianrui who graduated from Fu Yao. He is suffering. At one point, I wanted to break my legs and change to a front seat.

Until he discovered that his back desk turned out to be more usable.

Xu Tianrui decided to hug Papa Yao's thigh tightly.

Yao Yu was unhappy in his heart, and he couldn't tell his flattery was happy, so he groaned when he heard this.

"Brother Yao, are you unhappy with that exchange student?" Xu Tianrui guessed from his expression, "Actually, I also feel unhappy with him."

"Ok?"

"Extremely capable of pretending," Xu Tianrui fully explained his reasons, "I have wanted to say for a long time, a Chinese, Chinese is not bad, and I have been admitted to the university. I can't think of anything other than coming back and pretending to be x. Why do you want to be this exchange student, does our school have fans abroad?"

Xu Tianrui thought it was nonsense.

"What do you think, Brother Yao?"

Yao Yu thought I was talking shit, I was annoyed, if you don't copy your words quickly, you will be punished.

Retribution comes as it is said.

The horn suddenly blew twice, and then the sound of the athletes' march broke out. A long line suddenly ran in the corridor. The tall sports committee members of the eighth class and the ninth class rushed to the front of the line, turning their heads and shouting at the rushing crowd : "Hurry up! The music is about to end!"

This battle confused Xiong Jiasheng who was holding a cup to soak wolfberries in the classroom: "What are they doing?"

"An earthquake?!" Xu Tianrui almost dropped his pen on the ground with a shake.

"Whether you care about the music or not in the earthquake?" Liang Jinrao stood up, "Are we going to run too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Dongling appeared at the door of Class Seven in high heels, and knocked on the door three times: "Are you still in a daze? Still not running? Where is the monitor? Want to fight for the top?"

Xiong Jiasheng was stunned, the water in the cup overflowed the rim and flowed onto his fingers, he hissed and howled as it was so hot, he asked, "Where are you going?"

"The playground! Today is Monday, the flag-raising ceremony!"

Last Monday, when the third grade exams started, the school canceled the morning meeting for fear of disturbing them. As a result, the concept of the flag-raising ceremony and the speech under the national flag were not left in the minds of the seventh class.

It stands to reason that Xiong Jiasheng should be responsible for reminding, but this person was caught off guard and was reminded, and his first reaction was to be stupid instead of moving.

Sun Dongling yelled up to the sky: "Still running away?!"

Xu Tianrui and Su Shanyang ran behind Yao Yu, rushed to the periphery of the playground, and saw a familiar figure from a long distance.

As expected of the hot-handed and heartless Director Wu, I saw him standing on the side of the runway with a microphone in his hands, blowing his beard and staring, pinching his watch while broadcasting live: "All the third graders are here, and the second graders are here except for the second and third classes. What about the first year?" What's going on? After so long, three classes have been lined up. What's left is that they can't find their own class or don't know who they are. There are too many class points and you want to give them away, right? Come on, hurry up! "

Yao Yu shrank his pupils and narrowed his eyes, changed from running to walking, and moved a few steps to the side.

"What's the matter, Brother Yao?" Xu Tianrui put away his forward legs and "run" on the spot, and asked sideways at his original position with his arms swung.

"Our class is here," Yao Yu said flatly, pointing his finger, "Go to the sophomore team."

"Ah?" Xu Tianrui reacted to his words, not paying attention to being overtaken by Yi Yi who came from behind.

The next moment, he was stopped by Wu Wanqun.

Seeing this, Xu Tianrui moved decisively to the left, moving a few meters further than Yao Yu in the blink of an eye.

After a fierce operation of horizontal cutting and vertical cutting, the seventh class finally lined up before the end of the music.

Sun Dongling came late and stood at the head of the team, helping them switch positions while walking back.

"Did your eyes grow on the top of the sky?" She pulled Hao Fan out of the team, and then pulled a few who were the same height as Hao Fan and pushed them back, "Go, stand in front of Yao Yu, there are four groups in the classroom. I'll give you points, if you stand in a row, you won't be tall or short, right?"

The sixth class on the side had never seen anyone standing in line on the playground deliberately standing forward, and immediately looked at these people like monkeys.

The content of the speech under the national flag has always been very customary, but this is the first time the flag is raised at the beginning of the school, and the freshmen are enrolled and the new senior year is officially running. ——Ding Yu, who won double championships in mathematics and physics competitions during the summer vacation, and by the way, scored No. 236 in the entrance exam.

The vibrating sound from the microphone brought back Yao Yu's thoughts, and he caught a glimpse of Hao Fan standing in front of him stretching his neck as if he saw some idol star.

"Hello everyone, teacher, I am Ding Yu from Class [-], Senior Three, and it is a great honor to give you this speech here today. If you have any comments or questions about what I have said, welcome to come to Senior Three Class Nine asked me to communicate."

Ding Yu? !

Hearing this name suddenly, Yao Yu's breath became stagnant, and he almost bit his own tongue.

Ding Yu was wearing the dark blue slash school uniform of the third year of high school, and stood straight in front of the landing microphone. The rising sun from the east cast a spotlight on his side, and he looked like a human being from below.

Hao Fan and Fu Yao's classmates seemed very excited.

There is only one thought in Yao Yu's mind: this dog.

"The theme I want to talk about today is: passing on positive energy."

Ding Yu has his own professional skills in buying people's hearts by pretending to be X, combined with his rich resume and strong strength, this round of speech has received a lot of applause and envy, especially in the hearts of the first-year students. cast an indelible shadow—mainly Yao Yu.

Yao Yu saw from below that when Ding Yu read the words "delivering positive energy", Yi Yi, who had been looking at Wu Wanqun, suddenly raised his head and glanced at him.

The morning breeze suddenly picked up, and the rising temperature pressed down a part of its strength, which was only enough to blow the hem of Yi Yi's T-shirt and the sideburns hanging by the earlobe. He stood in the corner of the backlight, forming a shape with Ding Yu, who was reflecting 24K. A stark contrast.

After Wu Wanqun finished chatting with him, he didn't go to the team of class seven, but turned back to the direction of the classroom alone.

He walked very slowly, so slow that Yao Yu had the idea that he would turn around and take a look at any time.

However nothing happened.

After Ding Yu finished speaking, Hao Fan clapped his hands so hard that he wanted to slap his hands off. After clapping for a while, he heard no movement behind him. He frowned and turned around and asked, "Why don't you applaud?"

Yao Yu showed a "?" expression: "The drum is over."

"You're lying. I heard it clearly from standing in front of you. You never did anything." Hao Fan said.

Yao Yu: "...you have a problem with your ears."

When he is in a bad mood, the tone of the concluding sentence will be lowered, which sounds extraordinarily cold, coupled with the empty expression that seems to be hiding something, in Hao Fan's eyes, it is "it's none of your business what I like".

Hao Fan remembered that on the day of the opening ceremony, this person was the one who found trouble for himself in front of a group of people.

The old and new hatreds were mixed together, and the flame in my heart burned up instantly: "What are you doing? Do you know who is speaking on the stage?"

"Who?"

"Ding Yu!"

When the exit music played, Hao Fan grabbed Yao Yu's clothes and refused to let him go: "Ding Yu is a living legend who graduated from Fu Yao! You can ask Fu Yao's people, or ask the current high school seniors, someone Do you know Ding Yu?"

Yao Yu's expression was numb: "I know him."

Isn't it just "I dare not mess with" who dragged him to tell stories in the middle of the night?

"You know? You know fart! By the way, you are from another province, right? You don't understand the concept of the number one reserve in a populous province!" Hao Fan said angrily.

Two years ago when Fu Yao established the school, it had the name of "Fuyang No. [-] Middle School Junior High School".

It was a student named Ding Yu who made a big splash with Fu Yao's label. He did not let other schools take the first place in all the subjects of the city's joint entrance examination, which broke the glasses of many people who eat melons.

He also broke Hao Fan's first pair of glasses.

Since then, Hao Fan has become Ding Yu's fanboy.

"You are dismissive of Brother Ding Yu now, and he will definitely make you pay the price in the future." Hao Fan stared at Yao Yu, as if no one was around, and he was about to make a move.

Yao Yu felt that the prophecy was quite accurate. He just broke free from the clothes that were being pulled and finished trimming the creases, when he saw that "price" broke Hao Fan's second pair of glasses and ran towards him with a mournful face.