In the sprint stage of the third year of high school, a transfer student came to Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School.
The transfer student looked fierce and cold. He had an aura of two meters standing on the podium, and his face made the girls in the class go crazy instantly.
It also made Jian Wuxing, who was sitting in the back row, crazy.
If he could turn back time, he would definitely take a detour!
An hour ago...
Jian Wuxing, a cool guy who saw injustice on the road, rescued a boy at the entrance of an alley and staged an old-fashioned drama.
He beat the gangsters with skillful and agile movements, and ended up with a handsome gesture.
Why was this good student who was just saved by him staring at his lower body but unable to speak?
He pretended to be calm and calm, curled his lips and said lazily: "Handsome guy, what are you looking at? Are you envious of my good growth?"
The boy had an impatient expression on his face. He paused and said with a slight smile, "Classmate, the bottom of your pants is torn."
As soon as the words fell, everything was silent.
……
If he read it correctly...
Isn't this transfer student the same man from the morning? ! !
[Indifferent, calm, affectionate and paranoid madman] x [Arrogant and cool guy in front of others, awkward and shy Daji in the back]
Motto: When the sun sets and the road is at a loss, a spark ignites the prairie fire.