The school bully pretends to be high-cold

Chapter 91 Xiang Yu's past cannot be changed, but the future can be changed

Wen 2 senior high school students have already stepped into the united front of comprehensive general review, all of them were bent over by the power of knowledge, screaming again and again.

"Liberal arts students waste brain capacity, science students live and die brain cells, children are too difficult."

The last geography class just finished a set of in-class test papers. The students have not traveled around the world, but they have seen tourist attractions in various countries on the test papers.

"Brother Chen, I can't take it anymore." Yang Shuhuan collapsed in geography before he was crazy in mathematics. He could make six mistakes out of eleven multiple-choice questions, and he threw thirty points right away. Who could stand it? .

From the beginning of the third year of high school, Gu Chen directly entered the state of comprehensive study, and put aside any public welfare and practice, and absolutely did not care about it during the week.

"What's wrong?" Gu Chen turned his head and took the other party's test paper directly, telling Yang Shuhuan to hurry up, "Which question?"

"Just the first question." Yang Shuhuan was convinced, geography is metaphysics, and asked why the cave dwellers planted big trees. He first ruled out A, then thought back and forth in BCD, and finally chose C.

As a result, the answer is A.

"I don't understand, planting trees to prevent people from falling into the cave?" Yang Shuhuan's expression was as ugly as eating a weight, "Shouldn't it prevent wind and sand?"

"The structure of the cave dwelling itself is designed to prevent wind and sand." Gu Chen returned the paper to him, looked around, "Why hasn't my deskmate come back yet?"

"Didn't Brother Yu have a trial draft in the last grade department? It should be soon." Yang Shuhuan continued to study the test paper with his head bowed.

"Hundred days of swearing in the afternoon, the rain is too untimely." Gu Chen opened the window and looked out. From the angle of the third year building, he could see the small pond rippling under the spring willows, and the plastic runway surrounded by red and green in the distance.

There were bursts of rain in spring, and even the temperature dropped several degrees, and the sound of rain was silent both indoors and outdoors.

Wang Zehao raised his head from his armpit, looked at Gu Chen who stood up to enjoy the scenery outside the window, and sighed, "Brother Chen is still in the mood to look at the scenery outside the window, unlike me, who wants to sleep for a while during class, but can't sleep peacefully."

Yang Shuhuan was busy studying his wrong test paper, but he didn't find Wang Zehao taking a nap beside him. Hearing this, he said, "Are you still sleeping? Can you sleep at your age?"

"I can't learn if I don't sleep." Wang Zehao curled his mouth, "It's been [-] days since the college entrance examination, and my grades haven't reached a breaking point yet. The pressure is so great."

"Brother, I am the same!" Zhang Boyuan approached excitedly and whispered as if he had found someone of the same kind, and raised his mobile phone, "Do you want two decompressors?"

This matter had to be done secretly, and the dean of the third year of high school had issued an order to strictly prohibit electronic products in the class.

It's all for the good of the classmates, and the executor, Gu Chen, can be said to be selfless and merciless.

Wang Zehao's last mobile phone was Brother Chen, who was handled by him in a business-like manner, and he handed it to the dean himself.

"No, no, no." Wang Zehao lowered his voice and whispered, "Brother Chen is still ahead, let's talk when we go back."

After persuading Zhang Boyuan to leave, Yang Shuhuan rolled his eyes and laughed at him, "Who said before that the world is uncertain, you and I are dark horses?"

Wang Zehao was ridiculed by the other party for too many times, and he still couldn't help feeling sad when he heard it, "I won't be a dark horse anymore, I will be a bull."

"Rat." Gu Chen didn't look back, and knocked on his table with the back of his hand, "Reject the mourning culture, start with you and me."

"No, it's too painful." Wang Zehao sighed, "When will I survive until..."

The voice came to an abrupt end.

Wang Zehao looked at Xiang Yu who came in from the back door, and smiled awkwardly but politely, "Brother Yu."

"Hmm." Holding the manuscript in his hand, Xiang Yu bypassed Wang Zehao and sat back in his seat, feeling low pressure all over his body.

"What's the matter?" Gu Chen leaned over and rubbed his shoulders, took out the rolled up speech script in his hand and spread it on the table.

"I met Xu Youluo."

"Luo Zai? Brother Yu, did you meet Luo Zai? Where is he?" Wang Zehao leaned forward and lay on the table, waiting for Xiang Yu's next speech. Yang Shuhuan also stopped writing and sat up to listen carefully.

This name is the only stone that can stir up waves in the back row after a junior high school student.

Last year's study tour ended, and the sophomore officially became a quasi-senior student. This is an ordinary but beautiful beginning.

But a gossip circulating among the students spread like wildfire.

Xu Youqing from class 13 died.

The afternoon of the last day of the study was the last time everyone saw this sister-like figure.

Almost a year has passed, and Xiang Yu still can't forget it. If he had stopped Feng Rou who was rushing towards him, would the ending have been different?

He was bound to the system before, he is invincible, but he is not invincible.

Thinking of this past, Xiang Yu's heart felt like it was being weighed heavily, he couldn't breathe, his throat was choked and he couldn't make a sound.

"At the same table..." Gu Chen noticed Xiang Yu's red eyes, and tightly held Xiang Yu's cold hand by his side.

Xiang Yu remained silent for a long time, and Wang Zehao also knew that it was not the time for him to react, so he sat back in his seat silently.

"I'm fine, I'm much better." Xiang Yu adjusted his emotions, "I went to the grade department, and when I entered the door, I met Xiao Luo and Aunt Xu who just came out..."

Xiang Yu paused, "I heard from Director Tang that Xiao Luo wants to study abroad."

Gu Chen was slightly taken aback, and after a while he said clearly: "...there are so many businesses at home, it's normal to go abroad to study with Zheng Lai."

But isn't his dream archeology?

No one uttered this sentence. During this period of time, no one in Wen Class 2 had seen Xu Youluo except Xiang Yu, and this time, Xiang Yu had only met each other twice.

The last time was half a year ago, Xu Youluo was so decadent that she hadn't recovered from the trauma of the incident, she had to see a psychiatrist every once in a while, Xiang Yu was called home by Xu Yubai, and the two of them stayed with Xu Youluo for a night.Then, just now, Xu Youluo changed her previous style, became shrewd and capable, vigorous and resolute, and seemed to have completely recovered from the trauma, but her style of doing things became more and more like a person...

When the class bell rang, everyone tacitly flipped through the papers. Faced with the most irritating mathematics, Wang Zehao also worked hard to study.

Teenagers of this age are on the same marathon track, the speed may be fast or slow, but they all have a firm goal in front of them, and the importance has long been known.

At the time of the Jingzhe, the spring sun rises, and when all things are full of vitality, the showers stop.

As the [-]-day swearing-in speaker, Xiang Yu stood on the podium in the lecture hall, looked at the neatly seated students and parents, and put down the speech in his hand.

Xiang Yu on the stage is completely different from the one who needed help from the system and persuasion from Gu Chen.

"... Dear students, the past is irreversible, but the future can be changed. May we seize the day."

Just like this, the June wind blows gently, blowing away the greenness and troubles. The innocent and vigorous young man is like a seedling buried in the ground. .