"Just happy, we are in the same class again——"
A girl wearing a light blue school uniform with short sleeves stood at the door of Class 21, pointing at the list on the wall, and excitedly pulled the hand of the person next to her.
"Your ranking in the placement test is good...I heard that there are very few boys in the liberal arts class. I looked at the list and our class is okay. There should be twenty, right?"
Lou Jinhuan was not interested in the list, so he glanced at it and then looked at his phone.
Today is the first day of school for the second year of high school, and it is also the first day of class placement. Bai Shu and Gu Yuan are worried, and they send messages every once in a while to ask.
It was inconvenient for her to type with one hand, so she simply voiced, "Auntie, I found my class. I have classmates I know, don't worry."
Baizhu's message came back quickly, "That's good, your brother should be here soon. You can check which class he is in later." 】
"good."
"Your mother?" the girl asked curiously.
Lou Jin nodded with a smile, "Yeah."
"Then why did you call her..." Halfway through the question, the girl suddenly became silent. Lou Jinhuan asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
The girl held her arm and lowered her voice and asked excitedly: "Look, is that the school bastard? Why is he walking towards us?"
School idol?
Lou Jinhuan turned around and saw a familiar figure.
Gu Jiao was wearing a white school uniform with short sleeves. It was obviously the simplest and even a bit old-fashioned style, and it looked particularly good on him.
It is said that people depend on their clothes, but obviously, clothes also depend on people. At least the clothes worn by the people around him do not have this effect.
Since he turned thirteen, Gu Jiao's height has skyrocketed like a rocket, and he is now 1.82 meters tall.
When he was a child, Lou Jinhuan was as tall as him, and even taller than him for a while, but after junior high school, Lou Jinhuan could no longer catch up.
Seeing the man approaching, Lou Jinhuan said hello, "Uncle Gu asked you to come here?"
Gu Jiao shook his head, "I'm in this class."
Lou Jinhuan was stunned, "You? Liberal arts class?"
Gu Jiao nodded coldly.
The girl next to me was too scared to say anything.
Gu Jiao is a famous student since the first year of high school. He is a good student: he studies well, his family background is good, and he looks good.
This joke spread among classmates, and later everyone called him a good student.
Gu Jiao didn't react at all, but the amazing thing was that not many people hated him. Maybe it was because he treated everyone equally and was indifferent to everyone. Everyone was the same, so it was balanced.
But today he actually took the initiative to talk to Lou Jinhuan? Do these two people know each other?
But what shocked her even more was that Gu Jiao, a genius in all subjects, chose liberal arts? Aren’t boys generally more willing to study theory?
Lou Jinhuan was also confused, but now was not the time to ask this. She took the hand of the girl next to her and said, "Let's go in and take a look."
Gu Jiao glanced at the hands held by the two of them and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.
He followed suit silently.
The head teacher of Class 11 is a very experienced teacher. She wrote everyone's names on the blackboard of the class, corresponding to their positions, which is clear at a glance.
"Jinhuan, I'm in front, where are you?"
Lou Jinhuan stood at the back door and glanced at the blackboard. She didn't wear glasses today, so she couldn't see the words on the blackboard clearly. She had to squint, "It seems to be in the second to last row..."
"The seat on the left by the window."
Gu Jiao's voice sounded from behind her, and Lou Jinhuan turned to look at him, "Thank you."
Gu Jiao raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and walked straight over carrying his bag.
When Lou Jinhuan found her seat, she found that Gu Jiao was sitting outside her.
Gu Jiao is her deskmate.
Lou Jinhuan turned to the girl and said, "Linlin, I found it."
The girl's name was Xue Linlin. She was packing her schoolbag. When she heard this, she turned around and glanced, "Uh..."
"You and the school...Brother Gu are at the same table, right?"
Lou Jinhuan nodded, "Yeah."
Xue Linlin gave her a look of sympathy. It's not easy to be the deskmate of Flower of the High Mountain and Big Ice Cube. You'll suffer a lot.
Lou Jinhuan: "..."
She turned back and knocked on Gu Jiao's desk, "Classmate Gu, let me in?"
Gu Jiao leaned on the back of his chair and looked at her without saying anything. He didn't know what he was arguing about.
Since he entered puberty and started to grow, he has become more and more handsome, and he is handsome and handsome.
With sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, the outline is three-dimensional and deep. When you stare at a person without saying anything, you will give people a fierce feeling.
However, it was useless to face Lou Jinhuan fiercely. She would not accept this trick.
"Gu Jiao."
She called out, and Gu Jiao's eyes showed a bit of helplessness, "Is it so difficult to hear you call me brother?"
He obviously used to bark behind him when he was little.
Lou Jinhuan was even more helpless than him, "Childish."
Gu Jiao pursed his lips and was about to move when Lou Jinhuan suddenly lowered his head and called out very softly and quickly in his ear: "Brother."
Gu Jiao stiffened and looked at her sharply.
Lou Jinhuan straightened up, "Why don't you get up?"
Gu Jiao pursed his lips, stood up and let her in, but never took his eyes away from her.
Lou Jinhuan sat down, put down his schoolbag and sent a message to Baizhu first.
"Auntie also asked me which class you were in, but you were able to hide it. You didn't tell me what you chose before when I asked you, but it turns out you chose literature."
Gu Jiao looked away, sat down, took out a book, opened it and placed it on the table, and whispered: "Keep it a surprise."
Lou Jinhuan laughed inexplicably, "How can you be happy?"
Gu Jiao said nothing.
Many people came to the classroom one after another, like a gust of wind blowing in the noise outside.
Everyone was chattering, looking for their place and packing up their things, looking at new and old faces, everyone was excited and nervous.
This emotion reached its peak especially when he saw Gu Jiao in the corner.
"That's Gu Jiao? Am I right?"
"It's really him, why did he choose Wen? Oh my god, he looks even more handsome up close!"
"Then you think the school idol is a boaster? Who is that girl next to him? So beautiful, like a porcelain doll!"
"Don't say it, don't say it. These two sitting together look like an idol drama."
…
As the discussion started to get louder, Gu Jiao looked at the book in his hand without changing his expression, and occasionally drew on it with a pen.
Lou Jinhuan looked out the window.
This location is very good. Outside the window is a large sycamore tree, which is dancing and rustling in the wind.
The late summer sun lacked enough heat and shone warmly on her body, making her drowsy.
The mobile phone on the table vibrated. Lou Jinhuan took it out and took a look at it. Her eyebrows turned cold. She put the mobile phone into silent mode and stuffed it into her schoolbag.
Gu Jiao saw clearly from the corner of his eye and frowned slightly.
The relationship between him and Lou Jinhuan over the years could not be said to be good or bad, but was in a very delicate state.
And the turning point of all this comes from a love letter.
