Song Yu's gaze finally fell on the stack of papers in Xie Sui's hands. "What's this?"
Xie Sui smiled. "The freshman representative's speech."
Song Yu flipped through it and clicked his tongue. "This is the treatment of the city's top student. Are you nervous to give a speech in front of an entire grade?"
What a strange question.
Xie Sui had given countless speeches in her previous life, at companies, universities, and science and technology summits. She had faced people of all ages, men and women, successful and ordinary, domestic and foreign, and outside of the industry. How could she have stage fright because of a high school freshman's speech?
However, when she heard Song Yu's words, she smiled playfully and lowered her eyes. "A little."
Song Yu had already forgotten about the humiliation of A66, Lagrange, and 135 degrees. He was kind and warmly comforted her. "Don't be nervous. I'll hire people to support you. Ten yuan for clapping, fifty yuan for shouting, and a hundred yuan for sending flowers. I'll reimburse the cost. Bring your friends along and you'll receive benefits. The more people there are, the better the benefits."
Ma Xiaoding listened from behind and raised her hand. "Brother Yu, are there any extra rewards for acquaintances?"
Song Yu said indifferently, "There are no extra rewards for acquaintances. You're free labor."
Ma Xiaoding withdrew her hand, feeling wronged.
Xi Bowen laughed out loud.
Xie Sui smiled.
The classroom was noisy for about half an hour.
The class teacher finally arrived. The class teacher of Grade One Class One was an English teacher. She was a woman with the surname Ou. She looked very young and wore high heels and a white spaghetti strap dress. She smelled of high-end perfume as soon as she entered. Song Yu had some impression of this female teacher. In "Gentle Control", Xie Sui had been harassed and abused in high school. She was more or less responsible for half of the harassment.
She was vain and snobbish. In her heart, a student's family background was the most important, followed by their grades. If you had no background and no grades, she wouldn't even look at you.
Miss Ou walked up to the podium in her high heels with a list in her hand. She casually ordered two thin and small boys sitting in the front row. Her voice was gentle and soft. "Go and get the student handbook."
The two boys stood up uneasily and answered in a panic, "Okay."
Teacher Ou flipped her long hair and smiled at the students. "Hello, everyone. I'm your class teacher for three years. My surname is Ou, and my name is Ou Yilian. You can call me Teacher Ou." Then, she introduced her glorious resume, which university she graduated from, how many years she had studied abroad, and how many outstanding students she had taught. She even deliberately pinched her throat, which could be said to be very hypnotic.
Song Yu only felt sleepy after listening to her talk. He opened the window a little and let the cool night breeze of Jing City blow in.
He rubbed his eyes and nudged Xie Sui with his elbow. "Wake me up after she's done bragging. I'm going to take a nap."
Xie Sui looked at him seriously. "Are you sleeping in the first class?"
Song Yu said in a low voice, "There's no need to listen to her nonsense."
The first evening self-study session was spent in Ou Yilian's narcissistic speech.
As soon as the bell rang, Teacher Ou stopped her nth student's speech about how successful and thankful he would be after many years. Standing on the podium, she cleared her throat and said, "For the first month, I won't be arranging the seats. You can sit with whoever you want. I'll arrange it when the results of the next monthly exam come out. Well, class is over. Let's have a rest. "
She did a good thing. She let him choose his deskmate.
In this class, Song Yu had a bad dream.
The picture was grotesque, but cold and bloody.
There was a nameless island, lonely and gloomy like a cage. Then, there was an endless blue sky and sea.
A man was leaning against a yacht. His windbreaker fluttered like a white gull flapping its wings. The wet and salty wind brushed the messy black hair on his forehead. His deep peach blossom eyes were cold and indifferent.
There seemed to be someone on the yacht in a hurry to get out.
The man was holding a gun in his hand and looked careless.
Then the glass was broken and the center was dirty.
There were gunshots, the sea breeze, and shouts.
Blood, wind, and incredulous eyes.
The picture froze on the man's bored and disgusted smile. He turned around and jumped into the sea. His back was elegant and neat.
Song Yu woke up with a start. After class, the first class was noisy and lively. The girls were laughing and chatting, and the boys were playing games.
Behind them, Ma Xiaoding volunteered to explain the topic to Xi Bowen. "Oh, you like to recite poems. I think I've learned this poem before. Ten years of life and death are vast and boundless. If I don't think about it, I'll never forget it. A brocade hat and a marten coat, a thousand horsemen rolling up a flat hill. Do you hit the mark? "
Xi Bowen: "???" It seems to be okay, but I feel that something is wrong. Did you recite it wrong? "
Ma Xiaoding: "Impossible! It rhymes so much! "
Everyone was talking in human language. Song Yu's confused eyes slowly became clear.
The wind outside the window blew in, giving him a sense of reality. He looked down at his hands. His heart was filled with an indescribable depression.
What he dreamed of just now should be Xie Sui.
In the book, Xie Sui was imprisoned on a deserted island and broke her pride … He saw that the book had already been abandoned. So Xie Sui shot and killed the three scumbags? Or rather, this was the result he hoped for.
"Xie Sui." Song Yu's throat was a little dry. He subconsciously turned his head, only to find that Xie Sui was not in her seat.
Ma Xiaoding heard him call for someone and said, "Brother Yu, Xie Sui was called to the office."
Song Yu nodded.
Song Yu lowered his eyes and rubbed his temples.
At this moment, a figure suddenly came over. A group of people stood in front of him.
"Hey, little brother, can I discuss something with you?"
The person who spoke was a tall and thin boy in a black T-shirt, buzz cut, and three rows of ear studs. He was not easy to get along with. He tapped his fingers on the table and smiled evilly. There was no look in his eyes at all.
The classroom instantly quieted down. Those who were playing with their phones and chatting involuntarily looked over.
Song Yu was like a father to those gangsters on Lianyun Street. How could he be scared by a few high school students?
But now he was a little confused by the dream. He lazily lifted his eyelids and said, "Speak."
The tall and thin boy snorted and said, "Brother Ci wants to change seats with you. Do you want to change seats?"
Brother Ci?
Song Yu woke up and opened his eyes.
The tall and thin boy smiled ambiguously and said, "Do you know the Wang family? The Wang family of Jing City. Brother Ci wants to change seats with you. "
Song Yu was worried that he could not vent his anger. He also smiled happily.
He twirled his pen and said disdainfully, "Wang Ci? Who? "
The tall and thin boy stared at him silently. The people in the first class did not dare to breathe. It was so quiet that even the sound of a pen falling to the ground could be heard. They looked at Song Yu as if he was a martyr.
Was this person really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? That was the Wang family, which often appeared in Jing City TV Station.
"It's normal that you don't know him. Now let's get to know each other."
On the other side of the classroom, a slightly fat boy stood up and said with a fake smile.
He had single eyelids, small eyes, and slightly thick lips. His simple and honest appearance on ordinary people's faces was particularly oily and evil on him.
Wang Ci walked out of his seat and went straight to Song Yu. His eyes fell on him like a poisonous snake.
"Kid, do me a favor. I want to change seats with you."
Wang Ci had hit the muzzle of a gun this time.
Coincidentally, Song Yu had such a dream. He gnashed his teeth in anger at the scumbags in Gentle Control.
He smiled and said, "Why should I do you a favor?"
Hiss. The whole class gasped.
Song Yu was still saying lightly, "Because you have a big face?"
The whole class: "…"
Fierce!
Wang Ci pulled up the corners of his mouth indifferently.
Hei Tong and his group followed Wang Ci's lead. Now that he saw Song Yu's provocation, he immediately fell out with him and slammed the table. "F * ck you! Stop talking nonsense! Do you want to change seats or not? "
But before he could do anything, Ma Xiaoding had already stood up and smashed a can on the ground. His voice was louder than his. "F * ck you! Try to speak louder!"
The originally quiet and oppressive atmosphere of the class instantly became hostile.
Hei Tong was stunned. "Ma Xiaoding?"
Ma Xiaoding ignored him and stood beside Song Yu. He said fiercely, "Brother Yu said he won't change seats! Don't you have ears? Do you want me to chop them off? "
Ma Xiaoding had always been a troublemaker and a school bully in junior high school. He had a lot of underlings and fought fiercely.
Hei Tong was a little afraid of him, but he didn't want to lose face. He said stiffly, "Did I ask you?"
Song Yu was amused by the question. He threw the pen on the table and said, "No, get out."
Three words.
His tone was extremely arrogant.
Hei Tong was stunned and couldn't make a decision for a while. He looked at Wang Ci and said, "Brother Ci."
Wang Ci's small eyes only stared at Song Yu. He stared for a long time and didn't know what to think. Finally, he showed an uncomfortable smile and sat back down without saying anything.
The boss left, and the remaining three or four people didn't stay.
Hei Tong also said ruthlessly, "If you provoke our Brother Ci, you'll have to bear the consequences in the future!"
Ma Xiaoding was angry. "Come on! Let's see who will bear the consequences. "
Hei Tong gritted his teeth but didn't dare to kick him. He turned around and muttered in a low voice, "The dog of the Meng family really thinks he's something."
After the atmosphere in the class froze for a short time, someone's cell phone rang and broke the silence. Everyone whispered and gradually calmed down.
Ma Xiaoding was disgusted as if he had eaten a fly. "The Wang family of Jing City. Ugh, what the hell."
If Brother Yu didn't want to go to school quietly, he would have used his background to scare this group of frogs at the bottom of the well.
He looked at Song Yu nervously. "Brother Yu, that idiot just bumped into you, right?"
In his heart, Brother Yu was a porcelain doll that couldn't be touched. Once touched, it would break and need to be protected.
Song Yu was too lazy to take this group of people to heart for the time being. "No."
Ma Xiaoding was angry. "I'll find a chance to beat up that idiot Jiang Xiu."
Jiang Xiu was the name of that Hei Tong.
After a while, the second evening self-study session began. Teacher Ou and Xie Sui came in from outside.
Song Yu's gaze was fixed on Xie Sui as he walked from the classroom door to his side.
His gaze was too bright. It was hard for Xie Sui not to notice. Xie Sui sat down and looked at his little deskmate. He smiled. "What's wrong? Are there any questions you don't understand?"
Song Yu retracted his gaze. He wasn't in a good mood. He stammered, "No, I know everything."
Xie Sui said, "That's true. After all, you're almost the first place in Future City."
Song Yu: "…"
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