Chapter Three [This style of painting is wrong]
late at night.
Chen Nuo sat on the chair and looked forward calmly.
On the table in front of him, a printed glass, half a glass of transparent cold water.
Chen Nuo stared at the cup as if thinking.
After a moment, he sighed.
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Sun Xiaohua was in a bad mood.
After being reprimanded in my father's office for half an hour yesterday, after returning home from school, my mother learned that she had fallen from a building during the day and had an angry quarrel with her father all night.
Sun Xiaohua directly locked herself in the room.
Students in this era are very scarce of entertainment, and there is no mobile phone to play... Even the children of wealthy people, the mobile phone is still Nokia, with a color screen and 24 polyphonic ringtones can already go out to perform Versailles literature.
Home computers have not yet become popular. At this time, the number of online users of QQ has just exceeded 100,000. The main contributors to the data are the white-collar workers in the company and the Internet cafes of all sizes across the country.
So Sun Xiaohua could only put on headphones and listened to the new song of the Bay Bay singer named Jay Chou in MP3, and fell asleep as she listened. She didn't even hear her mother knocking on the door to ask her to eat.
In the second half of the night, Sun Xiaohua woke up hungry, and tiptoed out of the room, and found a bag of cakes from the kitchen—the kind called by a catty in the vegetable market.
Sun Xiaohua's bad mood comes from the boy named Chen Nuo.
Sun Keke knew that he was good-looking, and he knew it since he was a child.
From the beginning of middle school, the boys in the class always secretly aim at themselves. After high school, there are more people like this-especially in the summer when you wear them very coolly.
But because there is a father who is the dean of teaching, Sun Xiaohua has always been well protected.
After all, it was only 2000. Although the boys were a bit rebellious, few people dared to do this kind of difficult and risky thing with the daughter of the director of education.
However, someone did it a few days ago.
This person is Chen Nuo.
Sun Keke pulled out the love letter that he secretly hid from a "Collection of Physics Questions 1996-2000" on the shelf.
The handwriting is very awkward, and the writing is very secondary.
This is the first love letter Sun Xiaohua has received in the seventeen years of her life.
At that time, the boy named Chen Nuo walked into his classroom recklessly, and put the letter in front of him in front of many people.
Then Sun Xiao spent the next few days and became the focus of the class!
In fact, she feels very complicated and a little bored, but at the same time, there is a faint feeling of being the focus of attention and discussion.
Understandably, a seventeen-year-old girl.
In the past two days, the heat has slowly subsided.
But yesterday afternoon's jumping incident...
In fact, she was really wronged. Sun Xiaohua happened to walk by the corridor outside the classroom on the second floor and saw the boy who hovered on the first floor who had given him a love letter.
The only blame is that the sun was too dazzling at the time, Sun Xiaohua suddenly felt that the boy was standing in the sun, as if he was still glowing, and he had such a little handsome taste.
Sun Xiaohua peeked on the railing, leaned forward and slammed, and then the glasses slipped off again. In order to catch the glasses, she peeked out again...
Then there was a jumping incident.
The school flower jumped off the building and fell on the man who wrote her love letter.
It is conceivable that this matter will definitely become the focus of discussion in the school tomorrow.
Is this a distortion of human nature, or a loss of morality?
Sun Xiaohua turned over irritably, and wanted to tear off the love letter. But when it came to the end, I was a little bit reluctant for some reason.
Of course not for that boy.
Just because...this is the first love letter I have received in my life.
It can only be said that the girl's feelings are always...
Hypocritical.
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During class, Chen Nuo sat in his seat and wrote something on the exercise book with a ballpoint pen.
The classmates around were still screaming and joking. The girls in the front row are discussing the plot of Blue Life and Death, arguing over which Song Seung-hyun or Won Bin is more handsome.
The boys in the back row are arguing whether the Sharks are better or Kobe is better on the Lakers.
Chen Nuo's brushstrokes couldn't help but pause when he heard a certain boy yelling that Kobe's shot was picturesque.
But at this moment, a figure fell in front of Chen Nuo, and the hip-hop around him was noisy, unknowingly, it was still at this moment.
Chen Nuo looked up and saw Sun Xiaohua standing in front of him.
The students in the second (sixth) grade of high school instantly entered the melon-eating mode, and a young face was full of excitement and gossip.
"Anything?" Chen Nuo sighed.
"Have."
Chen Nuo frowned and looked at the classmates watching the show: "Do you need me to go out and talk to you?"
Sun Xiaohua thought for a while: "No, it's better to make it clear here."
"Okay, let's talk about it." Chen Nuo's tone was still calm.
The tone of the boy in front of her made Sun Xiaohua suddenly flustered, but she still mustered up the courage to say what had been brewing for a long time last night.
"I read the love letter you wrote to me the other day, but I'm sorry, I can't accept it."
Chen Nuo raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yo? This previous life of my own was quite kind, so it was the daughter of the director of education?
Xiu'er, is that you?
"I'm talking to you, I said, I can't accept it."
"Oh, got it."
"Please stop doing similar things in the future."
"Well, good."
"We are all still students, and students' tasks should be based on learning."
"you're right."
Sun Xiaohua's tone became more and more urgent, while Chen Nuo's tone was still so lazy and unhurried.
Sun Xiaohua was a little dazed.
This style of painting is wrong.
But no matter what, I was here to eliminate the impact today.
"In the future, it is best for us to keep our distance."
"Well, I think so too." Chen Nuo finally raised his eyes and glanced at the other person, in a very polite tone: "Anything else?"
Sun Xiaohua's face was a little red: "I just want to focus all my energy on studying now."
"...How many are your midterm exam grades?" Chen Nuo smiled, and he suddenly understood the intention of the girl in front of him.
"...One hundred and ninety-six." A hint of shame flashed in Xiao Hua's eyes.
Hmm... Chen Nuo remembers that there were less than 300 people in the grade.
So he nodded seriously: "That really needs to study hard.",
As he said, the boy stood up and stretched out his hand to Sun Xiaohua: "I wish you a hard study and make progress every day."
"..."
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Xiao Xiao walked out of the classroom with distracted eyes, and then suddenly reacted.
Just now...I rejected him, right?
How do you feel that I was rejected?
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Chen Nuo sat down, ignored the gaze around him, and continued to pick up the ballpoint pen and write on the exercise book.
In the exercise book, over and over again, I wrote a name.
Li Yingwan
The class bell rang, and the students suddenly returned to their seats. After a while, the math teacher walked into the classroom.
Class, stand up, good teacher.
Chen Nuo followed the crowd silently.
"There is something to announce. On the 10th of next month, the exchange contest between our school and Yanbian Yucai Middle School is ready to sign up. You can go and take a look at the notice issued by the school. Students who are selected need to have their parents signed. There is also a fee of one hundred and fifty yuan..."
Chen Nuo raised his head instantly!
"Teacher, can everyone sign up?" Chen Nuo suddenly asked.
The math teacher was taken aback for a moment, then stared at Chen Nuo: "You want to sign up?"
"Is it a math contest?"
"Do you want to sign up for a math competition?" The math teacher's tone was ridiculous.
Chen Nuo thought about the question on the blackboard yesterday, and sighed: "Are there any other competitions?"
"Go and read the school notice yourself. Okay, let's start the class! Everyone open the textbook and turn to page 46..."
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The school organizers went to the northern schools like Yanbian to organize activities, which is indeed a bit weird. But after class, Chen Nuo understood after a little inquiries.
The Eighth Middle School has entered the reform of education and will soon become a privately-run private middle school. The management is an education industry company with a full layout. It has eaten several reformed schools in several cities across the country, including the Yanbian Yucai School. Middle school.
Organizing this event is also to create momentum for future industrial restructuring and company grouping.
In 2000, the industrialization of education was in full swing.
Of course, these things have nothing to do with Chen Nuo.
What he cares about is...
The tenth of next month, which is fifteen days later.
And Yanbian...
Um...
Yanbian-North Korea-South Korea-Seoul.
It's a way...
Hmm... North Korea is still in charge of the second fat, and the third fat is still developing...
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Not to mention the fat three, in 2000, the two horses were still developing wretchedly.
Internet cafes have entered the fast lane of development.
The game hall is blooming with the last afterglow.
When school was over at noon, Chen Nuo was dragged to the game hall not far from school by two boys in the class.
The most popular game of this era is "The King of Fighters".
After Chen Nuo got started, he was not accidentally pressed on the ground by two classmates and rubbed hard.
Normally, he hadn't played this game much in his previous life.
I came here at noon purely because I was full of sleep during class in the morning. I also want to take a stroll and take a look at the world of this era.
Seeing that the Tachibana Ukyo under his control was knocked out by a classmate's Iori, Chen Nuo sighed. Just as he was about to stand up, a hand behind him was pressed on his shoulder.
Looking back, messy hair, an unfamiliar face, aged between a teenager and a young man, with an arrogant and malicious smile on his face. There is a cigarette in the ear.
The leather jacket of artificial leather, but the sleeves are deliberately raised high, revealing the tattoo on the arm: a slanted knife.
In this era, this dress roughly represents a kind of crowd: the bottom punks.
"What the fuck is your name is Chen Nuo? Come out! I have something to talk to you!"
The two classmates who brought him to the game hall, thought they met each other concealedly, and then hurriedly walked away.
Chen Nuo sighed.
Although I don't know why, it is obvious that I was sold.
A few minutes later, in the alley behind the game hall.
"My name is Xiaodao! You can call me Dadao!" The other party shook his tattooed arm on purpose.
Chen Nuo looked at the entrance of the alley, and there was no one.
Then he looked at the two companions on the opposite side: one tall and thin, one short and fat.
Chen Nuo smiled: "What can I do for you?"
"I heard that you were jumping in the eighth middle school!" Brother Dao smiled arrogantly, then with an exaggerated gesture, he took the cigarette from behind his ear, lighted it and took an exaggerated deep breath, deliberately looking at it with a condescending posture. With Chen Nuo.
——This TM is the problem of watching too many gangster movies in Hong Kong and Taiwan.
"I heard that you wrote a love letter to Sun Keke two days ago? Boy, you are very embarrassed! Write a love letter to my woman? Have you asked me?"
Chen Nuo couldn't help but laughed.
He knew where the source of the matter was.
Obviously, the title of dean can be used to live in the boys in the school, but the town cannot live in this kind of social gangsters outside the school.
What's more, Sun Xiaohua's face can really be played.
What's more, there is a bonus item for C.
"She is your woman?" Chen Nuo frowned.
"Not now, but it will be done soon." Brother Dao took out a dagger, and UU read www.uukanshu.com deliberately dangled it in front of Chen Nuo: "Now, do you know what to do?"
"Boy! I want to ask you something!" The tall fat guy next to him played the role of cheering, and shouted viciously: "Know what to do!!"
Chen Nuo nodded: "I see."
He glanced cautiously at the entrance of the alley.
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"Look, look, look!" Sun Xiaohua, who was lying in a daze on the fence on the second floor, was slapped on the shoulder by the female classmate next to her, and then looked at the other's fingers.
At the school gate, Chen Nuo walked into the campus with his hands in his pockets in a leisurely manner.
The large, ugly but clean blue-and-white school uniform, the warm sunshine in the afternoon, and the handsome face of the teenager...
"Actually, he is still a little handsome." The female classmate beside her smiled happily.
Sun Xiaohua glanced at her companion, then turned and walked into the classroom.
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At 8 o'clock in the evening, Sun Xiaohua walked towards the school gate carrying a thermos. Director Sun is working overtime tonight, and Sun's school spends time to deliver meals to his father... Anyway, my family lives in the faculty and staff dormitory next to the school, so I'm not worried about safety.
Sun Keke walked to the school gate and suddenly saw a familiar figure.
The young man named Chen Nuo was beside a bicycle on the side of the road, using a key to poke the lock of the car.
After stabbing it a few times, I didn't stoke it, and changed to another one.
Haven't poked it yet.
Change another one.
Chen Nuo stabbed four or five bicycles in a row.
What else can I do? There are too many bicycles at the school gate during the day, and a lot less when I come at night.
Chen Nuo got up, just about to change another one, he saw Sun Xiaohua's surprised eyes.
[There is a chapter on the list at 12 o'clock in the evening]