"I think before I speak today, everyone seems to have a lot of complexity in my senses."

Speaking of this, Gao Mingjun touched his cheek with a little embarrassed, and gave Chen Du an answer that he had never expected from the perspective of a high school student who was complex and mature enough.

"It's probably because of jealousy, and rejection from non-my race."

"What do we look like in your eyes?"

Chen Du replied without hesitation: "They are all talented boys, which make me admire them and feel amazing."

"There were basically no such people around me before. Look at what they were good at and what achievements they had achieved, the brightness of my eyes..."

"Wow! It's so admirable."

"Everyone is all the same age, how could you be so powerful!"

These words are really sincere. Combined with Shen Du's kind face, it is hard to doubt just by looking at them.

And it is this sincere expression that makes Gao Mingjun, who is used to watching other people's acting and is also a drama master, particularly touched.

He was affirmed by a student like Chen Du, why was he so embarrassed?

But he can't just keep himself happy, right?

He had to answer Shen Du's doubts no.

So Gao Mingjun shook his head sincerely and gave an answer that was different from the deep sense.

"So, the hostility of our classmates towards you will immediately disappear."

"Because they don't feel that condescending contempt from you."

"Do you think we are talented? But in the eyes of ordinary parents and teachers, we are the ones who are not doing their jobs."

"You have to study hard. If you don't study hard, you have to study physical education."

"It's so hard to learn physical education. I have no way out when I grow up and can't find a job."

"Or, don't learn from that kid. Just learn a lot and you can just draw two strokes. What's the way out for those who learn to draw these days?"

"Isn't it just a matter of painting a large poster outside the small theater at the entrance of the alley?"

"How many people make money by painting? Have you not seen the art-making group of artists in the suburban painters' villages? Are you all the poor now gnawing steamed buns?"

"Don't disbelief. Whenever we talk about our group, especially on campus, in the eyes of ordinary students and parents, we are at the same level as those gangsters."

"We are very uncomfortable with the contempt that comes with words."

"In fact, in our eyes, what are you? You are just a mediocre person who has never had a skill, and he doesn't even have the goal of what you like or what you want to be."

"It is this mutual contempt and guard against each other that we have more scrutiny of the arrival of you, a strange and unique person."

"Of course, I don't know about others. There is a lot of jealousy in my place."

"I actually dreamed more than once that I was the one with a very good student. It would be great if I could not miss my professional courses even if I had high grades."

"Will I be the darling of the whole school? After I was admitted to the Central Academy of Drama, as soon as I debuted, I became a student-general."

So that's how it is. Chen Du was happy after listening to it: "No, if you debut in the Central Academy of Drama, don't set up a character for academic masters."

"The exam scores in the Performance Department of the Central Academy of Drama are really not high."

"If you debut in the Department of Mathematics at Tsinghua University, then you will be embarrassed to establish the character of a top student."

With just these few words, Gao Mingjun felt that Chen Du, this new classmate, was really good at chatting.

Just when the two of them were speechless and embarrassed to meet each other, the new class teacher had decided to choose the propaganda committee member.

"Great. I roughly calculated the final votes for the candidates for our class's publicity committee. Congratulations, Yu Fengqing, for becoming the publicity committee member of our class's 12th class."

"I hope that the newly selected class cadres in our class can lead the students in the class to cooperate with the teacher's teaching tasks and the school's learning tasks."

“Add more honors to our art class at No. 4.”

After saying that, the young class teacher took the lead in praising his applause.

It attracted the students who had different personalities, but after all, they were the first day of school, and they still applauded with face.

When the applause fell in the classroom, the head teacher was not vague. He shouted that class was over, and he ran out of the classroom neatly with his bag.

Looks like he is definitely not a man who likes to do some things.

This made the art students who actually had a lot of things breathe a sigh of relief.

Now that even the teacher has left, can they go home from school?

Several students sitting in the front row were tentatively standing up when they heard Yu Fengqing's words, who had just been elected as a propaganda committee member in the back row.

"Hey, I said, are everyone in a hurry? Don't rush to leave now when it's okay?"

"Let's get together? Have a meal, sing a song, and deepen your understanding of each other."

"Golden Leopard? Money Cabinet? I'll treat you?"

These two places are found in the territory of Wangfujing. It takes only ten or twenty minutes to drive from their school without traffic jams.

After dinner, it was another lively place with all connections. It wouldn’t be too late to get home.

Regarding the suggestions of the newly appointed publicity committee member Yu Fengqing, the sports students sitting in the back row first responded.

"Okay! Let's go!"

"Why don't someone treat you?"

The brave man also invited the two most beautiful girls in the class: "Hey, I said, Miao Yong and Duan Tingting, can you go together?"

"It's fun to be lively and fun when there are too many people."

Because the classmates behind me started to make excuses, the students who had originally stood up and wanted to leave stood there, and they were not going to leave, nor did they not go.

Just as these people were about to successfully carry the squids, the seat in the center of the front row made a stinging sound, and the legs of the chair rubbed against the floor.

In the public eye, Chen Du stood up.

He is really not voluntary!

Just as he was thinking about how to quit this invitation with a kidnapping and smell, someone took action before him.

The mysterious force, who is impatient and has a temper, is acting...

His collar... was pulled up with force and pulled him up from his seat.

The strength was so strong that he almost leaned forward and hit the new table and chair he had just obtained.
Chapter completed!