Seeing Zhuma again is the beginning of the second year of high school. The darling of the science teacher stood at the door of the classroom, facing everyone's eyes and lazily walked into the liberal arts class. The girl at the back table gasped: his eyes are so sullen! He just didn't wake up, Shu Zhan's tone was light, and she pretended to be aggressive. Her voice was a little abrupt in the quiet classroom. The boy turned his head when he heard the sound, met her gaze, and smiled intriguingly. There is a legend in No. 1 Middle School. After being divided into classes, he was the top three in the liberal arts. I heard that he and the girl who won the first place in the liberal arts did not see eye to eye since the first day of school. I saw this big guy blocking the first place in the liberal arts at the corner of the teaching building. He was thinking about whether to be a hero to save the beauty, but he heard the big guy's voice faintly, half hooked and half seductive: History is 15 points behind you, help me make it up. Be good, if you don’t agree, kiss until you agree. Classmate: ??! Rumors are bullying single dogs! Not well-behaved. Salt-type green plum x surly Ming Sao, a fine bamboo horse, plant a green plum, and spend a lifetime to taste it.