The Stars Cross Me

On the first day Xinghe transferred to another school, the front desk told her three rules of survival. 1. Don't mess with the head teacher. 2. Don't mess with the dean. 3. I would rather offend the above two people than offend your deskmate, who dares to beat up even the principal. Xinghe nodded obediently, "Then what is the name of my deskmate? I will walk around him from now on." Front table: "Wan Fu Hui." Xinghe: "Wang Fugui?" The noisy classroom was as quiet as a chicken for a moment. He was immersed in writing at the desk in front of him, and his pen was trembling. Xinghe felt the cold wind whistling behind him, and when he turned around, he saw a handsome cartoon-like face, looking at her with a half-smile. (The text is not yet complete and needs to be supplemented, version 2020.3.7) -+A not-so-serious campus article, sweet. -+Soft girl? +X+ Pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger and learn from the scumbag -+If you miss the sunset, please remember that there are still stars in the sky. Purpose: redemption.