This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Zong Yuan took a cigarette and hid in the toilet when he was not in class.

0048 read the script to him in his head, "Did you hear clearly?"

Zong Yuan slowly spit out a puff of cigarette, "I am not a brain disabled."

He took advantage of 2 minutes to go to class, went to the hallway to blow off the smell of smoke, stood at the door of Class 1 of high school and waited for the teacher to take him in.

A classmate sitting by the window looked at him furtively.

The news of the transfer student in Class 1 of Senior Three was known yesterday, but I did not expect the transfer student to be so handsome.

Old Jiang hurriedly walked over, and was stunned when he saw Zong Yuan, "Go in, go in."

Zong Yuan followed him in, and the students in Class 1 of Senior Three immediately focused on him.

Zong Yuan looked up and asked 0046, "Which is Fu Xin?"

0046, "Just next to the trash can."

There was a thin boy sitting next to the trash can. The corner was dirty and narrow. I wanted to know what the boy was living in the class.

Also, if you commit suicide by jumping off the building the night before the college entrance examination, what good days can you have.

Old Jiang was very enthusiastic, "Come here, classmate Zong Yuan, introduce yourself"

Zong Yuan is familiar with it, "Hello everyone, my name is Zong Yuan, Zong Yuan’s Zong, Zong Yuan’s Yuan."

Puff, more than one or two people were amused.

Zong Yuan smiled brightly, "I'm a person who studies average and looks average, so I will rely on everyone to take care of it in the future."

This sentence is not considered modest, it is considered nonsense.

There are many girls who smashed their hearts, with thin red faces. Zong Yuan, the appearance of the standard hero in the novel, is simply the first love configuration of their dreams.

It's completely different from Fu Xin.

Zong Yuan casually dealt with the classmates, chatting with 0046 with one heart and two, "What did you say before is who is the straw"

"Sure enough, you didn't listen carefully," 0046 told him again, recognizing his fate.

Fu Xin's parents were divorced, and he was grown up by his alcoholic father. When he was young, he had no food to eat and went straight to the street to pick up leftovers. After that, it was even more miserable. I liked Zhang Zhiliang, the school tyrant in the class. After the diary was discovered, it was the object of disgust by others. Anyone could step on it and stomped him.

And Zhang Zhiliang was the last straw that crushed him.

With that little deceitful tenderness, Fu Xin went to **** directly.

It's how wicked you are to find this fun.

0046 glanced at Fu Xin carefully and sighed, "The whole person is gloomy, come on, Zong Yuan, let Fu Xin live a good life. After the first mission is completed, your brother's illness can at least go away. Three years later."

Zong Yuan gave a hum, and his hand in the school uniform jacket moved slightly.

The girl in the front row had her eyes attached to him, wondering how someone could wear the same school uniform so nice and handsome.

Old Jiang grinned with big yellow teeth, "Student Zong Yuan, look where you are sitting"

Zong Yuan stared at it, pointing at random, "That's it."

Next to Fu Xin.

He didn't seem to care whether it was dirty or messy.

0046 Waving the flag to encourage, "Chong ah, pay for it, we are here"

The people in the class looked in the direction he was pointing, and many of them showed the expression of eating flies. They were stared at by so many eyes. The people sitting in the corner didn't seem to feel it and didn't raise their heads.

The transfer students are really out of luck, and there are only two vacancies in the class.

After the election, I sat with the disgusting Fu Xin.

It's **** mold for eight lifetimes.

Squad leader He Xiuxiu stood up, smiling sweetly and generously, "Student Zongyuan, there is too far from the blackboard, why don't you come and sit behind me"

There is an empty seat behind her.

Zongyuan Station didn't stand up, and gave her a totally handsome smile, "Thank you for this beauty, but I like to sit next to the trash can."

When the transfer student yelled so in front of the classmates, she blushed and sat down, without the slightest anger of rejection.

"Hahaha, I like the trash can so humorous"

"I really envy the monitor"

He Xiuxiu's face became more beautiful.

Zong Yuan also laughed, and 0046 whispered in his ear, "How can I be so vicious when I look so beautiful?"

Zong Yuan ignored it and walked to the last row with his schoolbag. After he got up, he really walked with the wind, very chic.

A group of people watched him and walked to Fu Xin.

"Classmate," Zong Yuan threw the bag on the table, "Is there any toilet paper?"

Fu Xin looked up at him, his black eyes were very deep, he silently took a few sheets of paper from his pocket and put them on the corner of Zong Yuan's desk.

The hand didn't even touch Zong Yuan's table.

Zong Yuan took it and laughed, "Thank you classmate."

Fu Xin remained silent.

He glanced at the transfer student who was wiping the stool drawer with toilet paper, hid his scarred hands, and lowered his eyes.

It wasn't until Zong Yuan slowly finished rubbing and sitting down that Jiang, who was standing on the podium, began to lecture.

Teenagers and girls are always easy to think about it. This attitude of old **** is equivalent to telling everyone in the class straightforwardly that you should pay attention to this person.

Zong Yuan lazily flipped through the brand new textbook in his hand. Just as the teacher said a word on the podium, his eyelids had begun to stick together.

0046 knew it would be like this, "Zong Yuan"

Zong Yuan barely earned one eye and looked at the same table, "Classmate, borrow a pen"

Fu Xin silently handed him a pen again.

The transfer student had a decadent handsome look with half-squinted eyes, Fu Xin glanced at him secretly, then rubbed against the wall.

Like Zong Yuan is not Zong Yuan, but a wolf that only eats people.

As soon as he hid, Zong Yuan's spirit came instead, he put his cheek in his hand, "Classmate, what is your name?"

Fu Xin was silent for a few seconds, and the whole person exuded an aura of alert, fingers wrapped around his clothes curled up, "Fu Xin."

His voice was small and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a few days.

"Oh," Zong Yuan smiled, "My name is Zong Yuan, how are you at the same table."

The tip of Fu Xin's nose moved. He has a keen sense of smell. At such a short distance, he can smell the slight smell of smoke on the transfer students. He rolled his eyes and subconsciously looked at the one sitting in the fourth row by the window. Zhang Zhiliang.

Zong Yuan followed his gaze and looked over.

Sitting next to He Xiuxiu, Zhang Zhiliang seemed to turn his head around. He is a standard book-like appearance, and he can afford to be personable at a young age.

Zong Yuan raised his eyelids and turned back without interest.

I saw Fu Xinmeng lowered his head, as if he was afraid of being seen by Zhang Zhiliang.

Zong Yuan glanced at his notebook, and there was a picture of an unknown object in the upper left corner. He raised his mouth and praised him, "This painting is pretty good."

In fact, he didn't even see what it was. This thing had four hooves, short legs, and two hairpins on its head. Its face was round like a basin, and it was supposed to be a pig.

Fu Xin glanced at the painting on the notebook, lowered his eyes, "Thank you."

Zong Yuan followed the topic and talked, "You like painting"

Fu Xin raised his head, Zong Yuanke and his eyes met. The child answered very seriously and could clearly hear, "Painting is the only thing I can handle."

Zong Yuan ""

0046, ""

They both racked their brains to look at the picture there, for fear of exaggerating it wrong, "the painting is a real image."

Fu Xin moved his dry, cracked mouth, "A horse drawn randomly."

This Nima is a horse

Zong Yuan's eyebrows twitched, ignoring the beating of conscience, "It's so beautiful."

His eyes were extremely focused, and he could easily give others a feeling of affection when staring at a person, Fu Xin nodded vaguely, and then retracted into the corner.

It's like a tortoise that just poked out its head and immediately retracted.

After the school bell rang, many people looked towards Zong Yuan, who was lying on the table, unable to see whether he was sleeping or resting.

I am not ashamed to bother.

He Xiuxiu’s best friend sat in front of her, turned her head and talked to her, "Hey, Xiuxiu, get to know him"

He Xiuxiu glanced at Zong Yuan, smiling shyly, "How embarrassed people are sleeping."

Zhang Zhiliang glanced at her and looked around. Many people were staring at the back. His expression sank and returned to normal. Then he saw Fu Xin sitting next to Zong Yuan with his mouth sinking. When Fu Xin looked over, he showed a polite smile again.

Fu Xin Meng looked away.

His movements caused a gust of wind, and directly caused the broken hair scattered around Zong Yuan's ears to fly up. Fu Xin took a careful look at him and saw that Zong Yuan had a small black diamond earring on his ear.

The light reflected by the black diamond was not weak, and it pierced into Fu Xin's eyes blankly.

The ear studs are matched with the neat outline of the transfer students, and the people's hearts are almost itchy. Fu Xin took a pen and drew a few lines on the blank paper at random. Boys will also bring this

Zong Yuan was awakened by the class bell. He got up and rubbed his hair at will. The boy in front turned his head and introduced himself to him before the teacher came, "Hello classmate Zong Yuan, my name is Yang Fan, Your character is too appetizing for me to make friends."

Zong Yuan smiled lazily, and the corners of his mouth were all the standard rich people's love and disregard, "It's easy to talk and talk."

Yang Fan’s tablemate also wanted to come and have fun. He turned around and saw Fu Xin’s table. His expression instantly became disgusting and angry. He glared at Fu Xin, opened his mouth, and looked at Zong Yuan. At a glance, he patted his clothes forward and said nothing.

Fu Xin's expression did not move, and he drew the table back, already used to it.

Zong Yuan pedaled on his stool, the front legs of the stool lifted off the ground, he glanced at Yang Fan at the same table, lightly, "Hey, classmate, what did you just want to say"

Fu Xin and Yang Fan stiffened at the same table, and Yang Fan slapped, "Hahaha, nothing is nothing."

Zong Yuan glanced at the person who dared not say anything, and joked with a smile, "I thought I was going to curse."

Not to swear

0046 is holding a small notebook, which clearly records the words that everyone has scolded Fu Xin. This tablemate of Yang Fan, he alone scolded seven or eight pages of malicious words without repetition. Whoever sees these Then, I can't believe it was cursed by a high school student.

What else did Yang Fan want to say? The math teacher had already come in, so he could only turn his head back in a daze.

Fu Xin pulled out a math book and didn't know what to say. Zong Yuan stared at the two big characters on the book, his temples drummed, "mathematics class"

Fu Xin responded lowly, "Yeah."