"ah?"
Xia Tian was startled.
He smiled awkwardly, turned the book over, turned two pages, and looked at Xia Yang again.
He saw a smile on Xia Yang's lips and was staring at him.
He couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he saw it, and then he felt relieved. He raised his hand to straighten his long hair with a slight smile.
Xia Yang must be jealous of his beauty!
When he was out of school today, he heard some classmates talking about him again.
He said he seemed much more handsome after not seeing him for the summer vacation!
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw three or five little girls gathering together and sizing him up.
There was a smile on Xia Tian's face. He didn't eat meat during the summer vacation and kept running five kilometers every day.
His boastful face has lost some weight. In addition, he hasn't had a haircut during the summer vacation. Now his long hair covers his big face a little bit. Of course he is handsome!
When he went out in the morning, he looked in the mirror and applied hairspray.
Xia Yang must have noticed it too, sitting so close now!
The next second, he heard his mother's voice.
"In the summer, take Xia Yang with you to get a haircut during the weekend. You haven't had your hair cut for a while."
Xia Tian was instantly suffocated and wanted to say no.
After thinking for a while, he swallowed it again.
He can go, but he can ignore it.
Mom's focus is on Xia Yang, he is just a foil, he heard it!
"Okay!" Xia Tian nodded in agreement and glanced at Xia Yang, "Saturdays and weekends, Xiao Yang, oh no, Xia Yang, you choose a day and we go together."
Xia Yang glanced at Xia Xia without saying anything, then moved his gaze to his mother: "How many do you want me to get into the top grade?"
He didn't say the latter sentence.
The mother's rules and restrictions are just to tell him that he is a middle school student now and should focus on study, and personal image and other things are secondary.
Xia Tian is stupid and can't hear it.
He is not stupid!
He clearly saw his mother startled for a moment, and then smiled at him: "What class are you in now?"
Xia Yang was startled. How many classes are there?
NND, how does he know how many classes there are?
He only knew that he was in class 1 (3) of junior high school.
When reporting yesterday, he looked around in confusion, but he didn't even see his name.
Among those jumping words, he was always looking for the word "Xiao Ran".
The teacher at the Freshman Reporting Office got a little impatient and asked again: "Did you find it? What class are you in?"
He opened his mouth, glanced at the reporting office, remained silent, and continued to look down.
Then, he heard Xia Tian's voice.
Xia Tian said: "I found it, Xia Yang, Class 3, Grade 1. I'm sorry, teacher."
He turned his head and glanced at Xia Tian, and then looked at the list of Class 1 (3) of junior high school. He looked at it one by one from top to bottom and found his name in the second to last name: Xia Yang.
He suddenly wasn't used to it!
Xia Yang's name was actually ranked second to last?
Does that mean that from now on, every time points are counted, he will be last?
Xiao Ran's name has always been ranked first in Zhujiacun Primary School since the first grade. No matter big or small, teachers like to look for him, and students also like to look for him.
He was used to the wonderful feeling of being surrounded by a halo of need!
What the hell is the name of "Xia Yang" who is suddenly ranked second to last!
Xia Yang looked at Xia Xia: "Are you sure?"
"Ah?"
Xia Yang's mouth twitched.
Aren't there any duplicate names? This fool!
"Did you say that I used Xia Yang's name to report?" Xia Yang asked lukewarmly.
"..." The teacher in the Freshman Reporting Office immediately took back the school uniform he had just handed out, "How many names do you have? Can you two figure it out?"
After saying that, he looked at the list of freshmen and said, "There are few people now. You are here early, so hurry up and take a look. Otherwise, there will be too many people in a while, and I won't have time to spend so much time with you."
"Okay, Teacher Chen." Xia Tian responded immediately, smiled at the teacher in the freshman reporting office, pulled Xia Yang's sleeve, and whispered, "You forgot, my mother specifically told me this morning, call me You belong to Xia Yang!"
Um? Xia Yang was slightly startled: "I didn't pay attention."
Did your mother give you any advice? When he went out in the morning, he talked too much and he didn't remember it.
He only remembered one sentence. Before leaving the house, his mother said that Ranran's name sounded nice, but it was too elegant, so from now on he should be called Yangyang.
After hearing this, he snorted, opened the door and went out.
He has been called by the same name for more than ten years, and he changed it as soon as he asked.
Along the way, he heard Xia Tian calling him "Yang Yang" and "Xiao Yang Yang", which made him tired, so he called Xia Tian and called him Xia Yang.
But did Mother say that he reported under the name Xia Yang?
Ahem, he didn't seem to pay attention.
Xia Yang looked at the freshmen list again.
He had already read more than half of it, but he didn't see Xiao Ran's name. Could it be that it was really Xia Yang?
Not willing to give in!
"Well, let's take a look again," Xia Yang pulled the schoolbag strap on his back and moved it to the left, "What if there is someone with the same name?"
"It makes sense!" Xia Tian smiled, "I'll take a look at the back."
After Xia Tian finished speaking, he moved towards the freshman list.
Xia Yang continued to the back and didn't see the word "Xiao Ran" at the end!
His eyes fell on the penultimate name of Class 1 (3), whom Xia Tian pointed out just now: Xia Yang.
second last?
Why not put it first from the bottom?
Xia Yang snorted coldly.
Mother, what are you thinking about?
"No." Xia Tian walked over, "There is no duplicate name."
Xia Yang's eyes flashed slightly, he twitched the corners of his mouth and remained silent.
"Xia Yang, Class 1 (3), Teacher Chen, it's confirmed."
Xia Tian walked over with a smile.
The next second, she turned towards him with her school uniform in hand, her face shining brightly...
"Sixteen classes." Xia Tian took over from the side, "There are about nine hundred students."
ah? Xia Yang, who was brought back from his thoughts by Xia Tian's voice, was startled and looked at his mother in front of him. He was stunned for a few seconds and then looked at Xia Tian again.
How nosy this person is!
A junior high school student who didn't study hard actually cared about how many classes were coming in the first year.
"Oh." Mom responded, looked at Xia Yang and then Xia Tian with a smile, "There are two more classes than the second grade of junior high school."
"..." Xia Tian scratched his head, with a hesitant expression on his face, "This time seems to be a little different from before."
no the same? What's the difference? Xia Yang's eyes flashed slightly, his gaze fell on the faces of Xia Tian and his mother, and then he looked towards Xia Tian.
"This time, the last six classes are elite classes." Xia Tian glanced at Xia Yang, then at his mother, paused, and finally couldn't bear to believe it, so he asked, "Mom, why didn't Xia Yang get assigned? Elite class?"
Xia Yang was stunned for a moment?
This school is not run by his mother. Does her mother have so much power?
