In June afternoon, the sky was dazzling, covering the entire campus from above, and the heat penetrated into the teaching building, and the faint sense of summer was floating everywhere.

Today is the day when the grades of the first grade of arts and science division are obtained, and the corridors are full of noise.

Luo Ning stood in front of the notice board, her eyes fixed on the division table, and she had not moved for a long time.

During the exam, she happened to be menstrual period. She had abdominal pain so much that she couldn't concentrate on her exams. In addition, her usual grades were average and inferior, so her mistakes were naturally terrible.

But this time it was too miserable, beyond her acceptance...

Tang Qing next to her was in a state of excitement because she was successfully assigned to Class 1, but she turned her head and glanced at Luo Ning's stunned side face, and then she lowered her joy.

She looked with the flow and found Luo Ning's name, her heart suddenly trembled.

Class 5!

No way?

She quickly comforted her and said, "I heard that the second semester of senior high school will have to be divided into classes again, so I have the opportunity to go back to the key class."

Even she felt pale and powerless, and was assigned to the worst class in the liberal arts. Not to mention that the teacher is inferior to several levels of key classes. Besides, the class is not good, and people with weak self-control are easily affected. After a year, the gap naturally widens.

Luo Ning forced herself to touch the corner of her mouth, wanting to smile to calm Tang Qing down, but now, this smile is even uglier than crying.

"Don't be discouraged. Class division does not determine the college entrance examination, so don't care too much."

"Well... I'm fine." Luo Ning responded in a low voice, moving forward two steps, and his feet were as heavy as lead. "Let's go and move the classroom."

Luo Ning held her hands tightly, walked through the noisy corridor, and finally stopped in front of Class 1, Grade 1.

A few days ago, the school had just sent off the senior high school graduates. The vacant classroom was soon occupied by the second-year high school students, and a group of freshmen who were getting promoted would soon come. So as soon as the grades came out, the first-year high school teachers couldn't wait to rush the students to the second floor.

Now the classroom is full of students who are packing textbooks. Luo Ning follows Tang Qing behind. As soon as she enters the door, more than 40 eyes of the whole class are coming, unable to hide her sympathy and irony.

Without wanting to become even more embarrassed by everyone's different eyes, Luo Ning quickly packed up her things and almost left the first shift in a state of escape.

Too embarrassing, it's just a joke...

He left the classroom with a bunch of things in his arms, and after walking two steps, a manly voice from far to near.

"Luo Ning."

She looked up and met the boy's clean eyebrows.

Ye Jing seemed to have just come out of the teacher's office, holding a stack of information to be distributed.

Luo Ning smiled reluctantly: "This time I am the first in the grade again, congratulations."

He had long been accustomed to this, so Ye Jing just smiled gently and brought the topic back to her: "Have you divided the class? I remember the liberal arts you chose."

"Well... I'm not good at science, it's easier to be in liberal arts."

Ye Jing recalled and said, "Wen Chong's class teacher is Liu Juan. Although she is very strict in charge, all the graduating classes she leads have passed the undergraduate line."

He probably hadn't had time to check the class schedule, or was so confident that he didn't need to confirm with his own eyes that he knew that he would definitely be in the right position.

So he didn't know that Luo Ning performed poorly this time and fell directly into the last class of the liberal arts.

Luo Ning was silent for a while and told him: "I... didn't get the article..."

Ye Jing was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyebrows, and the girl's pursed lips were a little embarrassed and tight.

He understood, and immediately changed his words and comforted him: "It's okay, the teachers in several classes of liberal arts are almost the same, and there is not much difference."

There is indeed not much difference in the faculty of classes 1, 2 and 3 of the liberal arts, but it is different in class 5.

Before the atmosphere became even more awkward, Luo Ning stopped the topic. She pointed to the back door and reminded: "It's two o'clock soon, go pack up."

Ye Jing tapped his chin and entered the door in the wrong way.

Luo Ning just drooped her head and saw him retreating again. She stopped her in front of her and whispered: "If you don't understand anything in the future, you can still ask me."

The moment Luo Ning raised her head, he had already set off.

The flowing light and shadow swept across his white shirt, flashing in a flash.

Luo Ning said thank you to his back, and then walked to her new class dejectedly.

It seems to have entered another world-

The eye-catching casual clothes, dyed hair, shiny lip gloss, messy desks, fluent swear words, and the whole classroom was filled with a chaotic atmosphere.

Although I had known that the new class was not in good spirits, I didn't expect it to be so arrogant.

Seeing someone gaze coming to explore, Luo Ning tightened her heart and quickly turned her back and looked at the seat table on the blackboard.

After falling into the wrong class, she also hoped to be able to get a good deskmate, at least not a dangerous person who beats people up with a disagreement.

But fate seemed to be a huge joke for her. Her deskmate had the highest risk factor in the whole school - Lian College Dominant "Bo Qiancheng".

...

Luo Ning sat down in a wooden manner and felt completely cold.

Although I have never had any interaction with Bo Qiancheng, I have heard a lot of rumors about him: I am arrogant, do my own thing, and talk back to the teacher openly, and I was almost fired because of a fight.

Every time in physical education class in grades, you can see the boy who was surrounded by everyone - he seemed to be standing in the spotlight, arrogantly attracting everyone's attention.

This is similar to Ye Jing, the first in the grade.

However, the eyes that looked at Ye Jing brought appreciation, worship and unhidden likes; while the eyes that looked at Bo Qiancheng were afraid, fear and unhidden disgust.

Luo Ning felt that she might not live in the summer vacation when she was a student with such a risk factor.

Other students came in one after another, most of them were from Class 9 and Class 10, gathered together and chatted happily.

No one knows Luo Ning, so he buried his head and tried to minimize his presence.

Whenever someone passes by her, her heart will be raised once, for fear that Bo Qiancheng will come. Until the head teacher enters, her neighbors will be empty, and her tight heart will finally relax a little.

The new class teacher is a young man in his early twenties. He casually wears a white T-shirt and aqua jeans, and his smile is full of vitality.

He glanced at the classroom and introduced himself while pinching chalk to write his name on the blackboard.

"My name is Song Yang. Today I will be your class teacher. I am not much older than you. You can call me Brother Song in private. Of course, I will call me Teacher Song obediently in front of the leader."

Perhaps because of his youth, all the students who taught were together with him. The boys who were familiar with him whistled and laughed—

"Brother Song, play ball together after school!"

"Brother Song, don't do too much homework!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely give Brother Song enough face in front of my leader!"

Song Yang pressed his hand and signaled everyone to quiet: "You can treat me as a friend in private, but I will not let you go in terms of study. All students who have taken my class know this."

He shook the roster in his hand and said loudly, "Let's name first, there are many innocent faces in the class, let me know."

"An Meng."

"Here!"

"Bi Hongzhi."

"exist!"

...

"Bo Qiancheng."

When she read this name, Song Yang looked up slightly and looked towards Luo Ning.

Seeing that the seat was empty, I couldn't help but frown with a headache.

How could someone who doesn’t even come to the class division exam come to class obediently?

After clicking the name, Song Yang talked about his teaching requirements and then began to select a class committee member.

"Squad leader, who do you recommend yourself?" he asked.

A group of students laughed and said, "Bo Qiancheng"'s name popped up one after another -

"Brother Song, our class is all bad students. Don't follow the grades when choosing a class leader, right? I think the one who has the most leadership is Brother Qiancheng."

Song Yang laughed in anger: "I still remember the leadership's meaning. I'll go to Teacher Yang to praise you."

The boy smiled and said the truth: "Only Brother Qiancheng can hold on in our class."

Song Yang frowned. How could he not understand this principle?

Most of the Class 5 students are rebellious, with a striking personality and strong self-esteem. They don’t even accept the teacher. How could they easily obey anyone?

As the leader of the group, although Bo Qiancheng is not qualified to be a representative of a class, but in special circumstances and special means, who made these students listen only to him?

After thinking about it, Song Yang put the "heavy task" on the absent Bo Qiancheng.

"Study Committee Member..."

Seeing that no one recommended himself, Song Yang simply decided on his own. He asked in a soft tone, "Luo Ning, you are a study committee member, and it's okay to assist the teacher in his work?"

Caught off guard and being named, a group of students came over, bringing curiosity and temptation.

Someone said "It seems to be from a key class", and the whole class fell into a commotion-

"From the key class? You heard it right!"
To be continued...