The night wind blows Yu Chen's forehead. When such weather comes out, the palms will be cold in a short while.

Yu Chen looked up at Bai Zheng. The boy was so tenacious that he recovered his health in less than a month.

Bai Zheng said: "Yu Chen, I asked the people in the class that the tuition fee for No. 3 Middle School is 4,200 yuan per year and Hengyue is 800 yuan."

Yu Chen blinked, and Bai Zheng knew that she wanted to transfer to school.

She whispered: "It's okay."

Yu Zhongyan is not a big talker. His father said that he could let her study, which proves that there would be no particularly heavy burden on the economy.

Bai Zheng disliked: "The teaching building of No. 3 Middle School is almost leaking. There is no air conditioner yet, so the fan is reluctant to turn on. Hengyue's buildings were all renovated the year before. You can turn on the air conditioner in winter and summer."

Yu Chen said: "Studying is not about enjoying it, let alone the atmosphere of the Third Middle School is good."

Bai Zheng pursed his lips, but he could not control his irritability for a while.

"Okay. You good students don't like to enjoy it, I like it." He looked down at the paper in his hand, "Yu Chen, if Hengyue's environment also improves, will you stay? "?"

The girl raised her eyes and looked at him in confusion.

Bai Zheng took out his other hand in his pocket, and under her eyes, he began to read the school rules.

"The first is to be patriotic and law-abiding, respect the national flag, the national emblem, and be able to sing the national anthem."

"The second article: arrive at school on time, do not be late, do not leave early, and do not miss classes."

"The third one, don't fight or scold people..." He paused, fucked, why did he not match every one? Bai Zheng looked at his girl and continued with a thick face, "Don't smoke, don't drink, don't swear, don't provoke trouble, don't gather to fight."

...

A full page of paper was full of mental retardation, and in Bai Zheng's opinion, he read it carefully to her on such a night.

Yu Chen couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do?"

Bai Zheng said: "Don't you always hope to be old... Am I better? If I abide by it all, most people in the school will also abide by these rules. It's so troublesome to transfer schools, so you can consider staying."

Yu Chen looked at him in surprise. She didn't know that Heng Yue also had such strict school rules. She thought Bai Zheng would bring out the favor and prevent her from leaving, but he didn't.

"What do you think? Do you agree?"

Yu Chen didn't say anything.

She didn't believe he could do it.

Bai Zheng looked at her honest expression and was almost angry with her: "Do you believe it?"

He subconsciously wanted to get angry, but later he held it back.

Forget it, what is he doing?

Not to mention Yu Chen’s unbelievable things, he knows what kind of thing he is, how can he do it?

Bai Zheng turned around and wanted to leave the rostrum with the school rules.

But after he took two steps, he couldn't help but turn around and said irritably: "Stop looking down on others, Yu Chen! If Heng is better, would you dare to break your legs or not?"

Yu Chen was stunned for a while, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

No, it was not even an hour before Bai Zheng's bad temper broke his skills.

Bai Zheng's face also changed.

He lowered his curse: "You're pretty good anyway."

*

When he went back on the weekend, Yu Zhongyan really talked about transferring schools again.

"The third middle school said that Chenchen's half-term score is fine, but it's almost winter vacation, so it's not appropriate to transfer to the class. If we are willing to transfer, it's best to wait for this winter to pass. Chenchen will get the final score and go through the procedures at the beginning of school."

Of course, besides these, you have to pay some more or less. Yu Zhongyan didn't mention this to his daughter.

Wan Shuming was overjoyed: "It's good that they're willing to take it."

After all, the threshold for No. 3 Middle School is so high that she has experienced it during her time in T City.

Yu Zhongyan also thought this idea was good and had time to ask his daughter to say goodbye to the old class. He also understood the idea of ​​No. 3 Middle School. Now all schools are preparing for the final exams, and it is indeed not appropriate to transfer to the next level.

"You also said you should think about it carefully before, and it's just a while."

Yu Chen nodded: "Thank you, dad."

On weekend night, Yu Chen had just arrived at school and found a group of people surrounding the bulletin board.

"What are you looking at?"

"Bai Zheng's review letter!"

"No, you didn't lie to me? How can Bai Zheng write a review?"

The classmates were clamoring, Yu Chen stopped. She suddenly remembered what Bai Zheng had said before and walked towards the bulletin board.

In the center, the large characters like cursive script are swaying and dancing, exactly the same as the owner's personality.

The above lists all the things he did about smoking, fighting in groups, and fighting, and slowly wrote three pieces of paper.

Yu Chen looked carefully and found that almost none of his bad things did in school.

Someone joked: "So detailed? Why didn't he write about the matter of forcing Yang Yuhan to drop out of school this year?"

"Yang Yuhan?"

"Yes, it was because I had a conflict with Ding Ziyan before, and then I dropped out of school. Ding Ziyan was proud for a long time."

Someone whispered behind her: "Yang Yuhan dropped out of school by herself. She was sick and needed treatment. Bai Zheng didn't force her, and Ding Ziyan lied."

"How do you know?"

The girl said, "I am Yang Yuhan's neighbor. Ding Ziyan was there before, so I dare not say it."

"What do you think Bai Zheng is going to do when writing this?" At the Sports School, who hasn't done one or two mischiefs?

Yu Chenan quietly finished reading his "great achievements" and couldn't figure out Bai Zheng's attitude.

Is he really not kidding?

*

Before Bai Zheng came out of the tattoo shop, he turned his head and looked at the glasses.

In the mirror, Qiongqi, who had been lying on his neck for three years, became a little lighter in color, revealing a light knife mark. He had to wash it out four or five times before he could wash it off.

Washing tattoos is much more painful than writing, so few people choose to wash them off.

The skin was red and swollen, and Bai Zheng pulled the jacket to the Adam's apple, covering the ulcerated wound.

His hair was cut short, revealing his sharp and handsome eyebrows. The barber outside No. 3 Middle School said that the boys in the school cut this way.

Bai Zheng put his hands in his pockets, and he was a little uncomfortable with this kind of self.

It doesn't look that fierce this time, right?

Before the evening self-study began, Bai Zheng returned to Hengyue.

Qiao Hui and the others were half an hour late, and several people mainly watched the bulletin board.

With an incredible mood, they came to the classroom and saw Bai Zheng reciting the school rules.

Qiao Hui was stunned for a long time and stared at Bai Zheng, who had changed his hairstyle and dressing style.

Bai Zheng felt a little uncomfortable, fuck, isn’t he so proud of his appearance? There are always people watching him along the way.

Bai Zheng couldn't help but kick Qiao Hui: "What are you looking at? Read your book."

Pang Shurong also raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Qiao Hui said: "Brother Zheng, I just realized today that you are so handsome, even more handsome than the young man in No. 3 Middle School?"

Bai Zheng has three-dimensional and tough facial features, and has a cool and handsome look.

My hair used to cover his sharp eyebrows, and seeing his ice-blue tattoo and gloomy and irritable eyes only made me feel that he was vicious.

However, now I have cut my hair and the zipper is pulled up and I can't see my tattoo. I'm so handsome at first glance!

Bai Zheng laughed and scolded, "Get out of here."

"I didn't lie. If you don't believe me, please ask the honest man." Qiao Hui grabbed Yi Qing, "Is it handsome, brother?"

Yi Qing nodded quickly.

Pang Shurong asked: "Brother Zheng, the bulletin board outside..."

Bai Zheng said indifferently: "I've written all the time... I'll sit down for me. Why are you still messing around when I'm in class?"

A slow person like Qiao Hui gradually figured out what Bai Zheng was going to do.

He couldn't help but say, "Brother Zheng, it's not that I'm accusing you. If he wants to leave, it probably won't be useful for you to do these things, right?"

In the past, Qiao Hui just hated Ding Ziyan, but now Ding Ziyan has left, everyone is happy. But Yu Chen...

Alas Yu Chen is different from them, and he is also different from Ding Ziyan.

She was like the colorful bubble I saw for the first time when she was a child, trying hard to hold it in the palm of her hand. If she touched it, it would break. If she didn't touch it, it would fly away.
To be continued...