Before Jiang Zhiyu could say that "I am in the first year of high school", the boy took out a small plastic card from his pocket and threw it over, "Shit, look at it yourself."

In the upper left corner is the big school emblem, surrounded by Quancheng No. 1 Middle School.

Further down, there are six conspicuous words:

Class 1, Grade 2, is calm and stern.

"Go away."

He was still holding the plate of fruit cut that was not consistent with him.

Jiang Zhiyu held the small school sign, looked up at his tall figure, and called him from afar:

"Chen Si—"

He turned around and smiled at her very rudely, "What, how long has it been, the little girl couldn't bear to leave me?"

Jiang Zhiyu blushed and wanted to scold him for being a prodigal son.

But she finally held it back and waved the school card hard, her slender arms were so white that they were dazzling.

"Do you want your stuff?"

He took his pockets with both hands, stood still without a look, his expression was lazy, and his tone was lingering:

"Now, it's yours."

"Ah?" Jiang Zhiyu was stunned and heard the man laughing happily:

"What are you thinking about? I'll post it again in the new semester. This one is not available."

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Jiang Zhiyu was awakened by the quarrel downstairs. When he turned around, he found that it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

She carefully put the school sign in her hand back to the schoolbag mezzanine. She washed as usual, held a glass of milk, and sat in front of the window to practice questions silently.

With good study habits and Shen Si's blessings, her grades are very good. Even at Quancheng No. 1 Middle School where talented students gather, she, a young girl who looks literary and weak, can make a breakthrough in science that she is not good at innately good at.

This is her confidence.

She used this to knock on the gate of Quancheng No. 1 Middle School.

She worked hard for three months ago since she met at the beginning of that year.

Halfway through a college entrance examination math paper from previous years, the noise downstairs became louder and louder. She even heard Xu Shuyi’s best scolding of the shrew:

"God kills you! My son didn't touch your car at all. Who knows if you deliberately cheated us?"

"And, just such a broken car door, such a small scratch, it costs 3,000 yuan, why don't you grab it?"

Her voice was loud, and Jiang Zhiyu couldn't hear what the unlucky guy who was trampled on the car said. He could only vaguely hear more and more neighbors coming out to stumble:

"That's it! Young man, you can't just want the lion to speak loudly because you're dyed yellow hair."

"Yes, how can you, a young man, bully an honest man?"

Jiang Zhiyu shook her head.

Unlucky guys always turn black and white into trouble, but they often don’t look at the calendar when they go out.

Calm down and finish the entire paper. Jiang Zhiyu compared the answers and outlined and drew with a red pen.

In addition to writing one less step in the last big question, this paper is simply perfect, the kind that can escape even if you go to the college entrance examination room.

What a pity, she has to last another year.

The noise downstairs became more and more intense. Jiang Zhiyu was not interested in watching the show. He was about to take a lyrics book and recited it when he heard the familiar motorcycle roar from far to near, and he was barely parked in the middle of the accident.

Perhaps the aunts were frightened by this sound like last year, and they stopped for a moment. Jiang Zhiyu easily heard the impatient and low voice from his chest when he was restless:

"Jiang Zhao, can you do it? Let you drive to pick up someone, and you can still be blocked?"

The unlucky guy who was besieged for nearly two hours finally came to his relatives. He was excited and almost burst into tears:

"Brother Si, what broken place do you look for without shit? There is not even a decent road, which makes me get caught in the car as soon as I turned in."

Jiang Zhiyu felt nervous, got up and pushed open the window, looked down through the desk in a very awkward position.

Her home is on the second floor, and she can see it very clearly.

Compared to last night, the current stern look a little sloppy, with white wrinkles and mud on her pants that were rubbed from somewhere. Her brows were frowning, looking tired without rest.

There was no Wang Yuyan in the back seat, he came alone.

"Car-drive? What's going on?" His air pressure was a little low, and it looked very difficult to mess with.

The aunts automatically moved open a passage and let him approach easily. They supported the car door with their right hand and lowered their eyes to look at the scratches.

"Tsk, it's a bit harsh."

The boy named Jiang Zhao felt very aggrieved. He was obviously stained with an arrogant yellow hair. He stood beside Shen Si, but he looked like a pitiful young wife.

"My father just picked up the car last month, and now I'm in a miserable state. I have to be sucked to death."

"Tsk", Chen Si looked a little irritable, and his tone was also unhappy. He raised his eyes and swept around, and finally fell on Jiang Yunfeng beside Xu Shuyi:

"What did you do?"

Jiang Yunfeng was only fifteen years old, and he had mistakes first, so he didn't dare to be arrogant. He kept leaning behind his mother, dodging his eyes: "No...not me..."

Jiang Zhao was standing by his back and was rarely tough: "Who isn't you? The mountain bike with the handlebars that were rubbing crooked is not yours?"

Jiang Zhiyu subconsciously looked at the brand new mountain bike lying on the ground.

If she remembers correctly, this was just bought for him last week. Jiang Yunfeng is not very good at riding, but she often pushes it out, shaking and pretending.

At this moment, Chen Si suddenly looked up and his eyes wandered on this old residential building.

Although he guessed that he was looking for a camera, Jiang Zhiyu still became nervous for no reason, held his breath, and tried to lean his head behind the window.

But because I was too nervous and hiding too hard, I backfired and brought down the glass with half of the milk left on the table.

"Bang!" The sound is crisp.

Chen Si, together with many spectators downstairs, looked at the window with a few unknown green plants on the second floor.

Among them, Jiang Yunfeng had the biggest reaction.

He stomped his feet, raised his arms and pointed at Jiang Zhiyu, who was stunned behind the window, shouting:

"Mom, look at that little bitch Jiang Zhiyu, not only did he not come down to help me, but he secretly watched us jokes."

From a calm perspective, I only saw the window but couldn't see the person. However, the name Jiang Zhiyu is one of the few people in the school who can be as famous as him.

What's more coincidental is that he knows this person.

The little girl was known to everyone on the first day of entering the school. She was extremely calm and did not explain or hide her. The next month, she silently won the throne of the first year of science in the second year of high school. Her little face was pure and pitiful, but she was always cold to everyone. Many people around her were jokingly called it:

Cold little white flowers.

Specializes in picking ruthless people.

But who could guess that such a fierce little girl became a real white flower at home, and could be cursed by others.

He raised his eyes and closed his lips, and the impatient and boredom on Chen Si's face became a little more. He put his hands in his pockets, walked closer step by step, stopped in front of Jiang Yunfeng, turned around and pointed to the camera next to Jiang Zhiyu's window:
Chapter completed!