"Absolute Gentle" Jiang Luoluo/Text

It was raining in June, and the drizzle hit the window, condensed into water droplets and rolled down. A young man in the distance walked in the distance, with his white shirt as snow as snow, still spotless through the wind and rain.

The boy stepped into the eaves, put away his umbrella, and revealed a nearly flawless face.

"A Yu, transfer information."

"Thank you, teacher."

The indoor hot and steady and mature middle-aged man took out the documents from the drawer, "Although I don't know why you insisted on turning to No. 3 Middle School, I hope you stick to your original intention and don't miss the learning progress."

The 16 or 17-year-old boy in front of him has not yet reached the second year of high school, but what he wants to learn is far beyond that of ordinary high school students.

"I know."

Shi Hui nodded, gentle and calm.

"No. 1 Middle School will keep your academic record for you. Remember to come back during the college entrance examination." The middle-aged man finished his careful advice before handing out the documents.

"Thank you." Shi Yu thanked again. After a brief exchange, he retrieved the wet umbrella on the surface, "I will take a trip to No. 3 Middle School in the afternoon."

When you go out, a message box pops up on the top of your phone.

Li Feifan:

[Brother! Latest photos, I don't thank you for making money.]

When I clicked on my phone, the conversation page was occupied by a clear picture. The girl with a fair face was lying on the desk and her twin ponytails drooped to her chest, revealing half of her slightly pink side face.

Sliding the screen between your fingers, the gentle boy bent his lips and smiled in his eyes.

The rain was getting lighter at noon, and the sound of the fan turning was circulating in the bedroom, and the girl on the bed was sleeping soundly.

The kind old man came to knock on the door with an elderly machine. Without hearing the response, he unscrewed his handle and went in, "Xia Xia, your classmate is calling."

The person on the bed took the phone in a daze and put it in his ear, "Hey?"

"Boss, it's almost two o'clock, why haven't you come to school yet?" The sound from the elderly plane exploded in his ears like thunder.

Xia Chi turned over and quickly grabbed the phone and took a look, "It's over!"

The charging cable is not plugged in firmly, and it turns off automatically, and I overslept at noon.

"Grandma, I'll leave first." Xia Chi grabbed his cell phone, stuffed it into his small schoolbag with the power bank, took off the double ponytail wig on the dressing table and hurried out.

The old man who reacted half a beat slowed down looked puzzled: "Isn't it just a little longer?"

It only takes ten minutes from home to school. My granddaughter used to slowly check out the site, and there was more than half an hour left. Shouldn't we be so anxious?

Of course Xia Chi was anxious!

There is a devil teacher in their class. He knows that the style of No. 3 Middle School is loose and insists that everyone complete their homework.

At the beginning, the students didn’t take it seriously, so the devil teacher called the parents one by one. If they didn’t work once, they would be twice, and if they didn’t work twice, they would be three times. The students were really scared.

It’s too torture to listen to parents’ scoldings, so it’s better to complete your homework quickly.

Later, the students formed a private group, and someone gave the answer in advance. They agreed to "copy together" at 2 pm because the first class in the afternoon was to check it out.

Xia Chi put on a wig while walking and rushed to school every second. She didn't want the teacher to call her grandmother to complain because of her homework.

I was too anxious to bring an umbrella when I went out. The drizzle was going to go hard, as if even God was going to go against her.

"This damn rain!" The schoolbag raised over his head, and Xia Chi rushed into the school gate faster, but the next second, "Bang--"

I don't know which unlucky guy threw the peel on the road, causing her to slip. Fortunately, she was quick and hit the ground first, so she didn't sit on the ground.

It was no longer wet here, but the ground was wet and my schoolbag was covered with sludge.

"Depend on--"

When people are in trouble, drinking a sip of cold water will stuff your teeth!

It is not the peak period for school admission, and there is no one at the school gate. Xia Chi slowly retracted his awkward feet and squatted there to pull out his schoolbag.

A sound suddenly came from above my head, warm and mellow, like a drizzle pouring into my heart—

"Are you okay?"

A hand with fair skin stretched out in front of him. From the wrist with distinct veins to the fingers, it bent slightly into an arc. From Xia Chi's angle, the outline of the hand bones was shining.

Staring at the beautiful hand, Xia Chi swallowed in a daze, his mind blank.

She is the hand! Control! Super hand control!

The hand attracted Xia Chi, but when she raised her black claws, she felt that she could not defile the flawless works of art.

The man squatted down on one knee, and the umbrella blocked most of his face, revealing his smooth chin. Xia Chi was about to find out what happened, and the inappropriate vibration of the mobile phone sounded the alarm bell for "rushing to do homework".

"I'm at the school gate and I'll come soon!" After responding to a few words, he cut off the phone.

Xia Chi turned to the man and blurted out his mind, "Artwork... no, then what, are you a student of No. 3 Middle School? Leave a contact information?"

You can't have both homework and fairy hands, but this is the first one she encountered in reality!

A packet of fragrant tissue was put into Xia Chi's hand, and the boy's low laughter came from under the umbrella, "We will meet again."

We will meet again.

Know.

Three months later

The classroom was filled with sultry air, and the sounds of laughter and joking were noisy, spreading gossip: "The new student's admission scores are better than those in the first grade in Class 1. I heard that he is a male god-level figure in No. 1 Middle School, is it true or false?"

"Really, I met him last semester." The girl who spoke was named Yu Tian.

Yu Tian is the number one in their class, and compared with other classmates, he is deeply loved by teachers.

"Wow, you know each other? Tell me how about that transfer student?"

"He... is very good." Yu Tian lowered his head shyly, remembering that he went to the teacher's office three months ago and met the transfer student from No. 1 Middle School.

He is so special. Whether it is his extraordinary temperament or his rare appearance, he is unforgettable, and even fascinated by it.

Yu Tian can't forget it until now. The gentle look at the boy looked at him when he turned around.

She has been waiting for three months, and Shi Yu is finally coming!

"Tiantian, after hearing what you said, it seems like a romantic encounter between the male and female protagonists in the TV series."

"Oh, don't joke." Yu Tian deliberately covered her face, looking more and more obvious.

Xia Chi passing by, sneered coldly.

Yu Tian gave her a look without admitting her defeat.

At work, Yu Tian claims to be a lady and can't stand Xia Chi's arrogant behavior. The two fight openly and secretly to form enemies. From the first year of high school to now, the hatred has only increased and not decreased.

Xia Chi walked to the back row chewing the lollipop, threw her schoolbag on the table, knocked on the back table, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Boss, don't you know? A transfer student from No. 1 Middle School came..."

No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School are two extremes of Yunyang High School. There is a lot of controversy about the topic of freshmen. Some people say that he was driven out by No. 1 Middle School and asked No. 3 Middle School to take over. Otherwise, who would leave it easy to study and not come here?

Li Feifan, who had just finished playing the game, raised his head and said, "I'll be the first in the grade."

"The first grade?" Hearing this, everyone seemed to hear the joke of the year.

Xia Chi cast a casual look.

Li Feifan stammered, "I mean, I heard that his admission test scores were better than the first in the grade... equal to the first in the new grade!"

"Ga Bong--" Xia Chi bit the candy in his mouth, took out the candy stick and threw it away. She sat sideways, stepped on her feet in front, and her back head against the wall.

Someone added: "It is said that he is still the male god of No. 1 Middle School."

When Xia Chi heard the word "Male God", he didn't react much and sneered: "What a male god, it's boring."

Interesting academic masters and male gods, they will not come to No. 3 Middle School if they are labeled.

Yu Tian could hear this clearly.

The person she just said she wanted to make friends with was "worthless" here in Xia Chi, and she couldn't help but laugh, "Some people just have short-sense and think that everyone is the same as herself."

With his fingers hooked up with his wavy ponytail, Xia Chi had a plan and immediately curled up the corner of his lips, "Let's go and meet the first place in that grade."

Hearing this sentence, the person next to him shuddered and silently slurped waxes for the transfer students.

Third Middle School is already chaotic, Xia Chi's temper is dry and arrogant, and he will cause trouble. She will definitely not be able to fall for her new classmate.

As soon as Zi Xia Chi, the leader of the No. 3 Middle School spoke, someone quickly provided clues, "Just joining the Academic Affairs Office, come quickly!"

After receiving the information, Xia Chi took a few people who liked to join in the fun. Of course, no matter how arrogant he was, he would not be stupid enough to stop people at the door of the Academic Affairs Office. Xia Chi took people to sit in the middle of the school and saw that the transfer student was alone, so he patted Xiaopang's shoulder and gestured for his eyes.

Soon, the transfer student was stopped.

Xia Chi held the lollipop and picked up his arm to wait there. Seeing the transfer student coming from afar and seeing clearly, Xia Chi frowned, "That's it?"

The ending sound is long and looks incredible.

Take the candy stick in the exit and hit Xia Chi on his lips, "Those nerds in No. 1 Middle School are not as good as aesthetics!"

Previously, an unknown student from No. 1 Middle School came to their No. 3 Middle School to post, saying that the male god was so arrogant that he could send a lot of things to No. 3 Middle School. He thought he was a handsome guy, but in the end...
To be continued...