"Squad leader, can you take care of your family?"

Someone asked, "Family" refers to the boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Of course, I will try to arrange couple seats for the family."

"The squad leader is mighty!"

"Squad leader, I find you're a little handsome again."

"Nonsense, the squad leader has always been handsome, okay?"

What is real life? That's it!

Real life has always been so realistic.

There is not much conflict of interest between students and there is no unbreakable camp. A little favor can attract these immature teenagers.

The rich and handsome guys have once again become the focus of the whole class. Everyone is looking forward to Sunday's party. Some people are even considering whether to take the opportunity to confess their love to the girl in the class.

Looking at the moving crowd around, Yun Mu thought.

He felt that the skills he mastered were not considered magical skills. The real magical skills were just four words: treating guests to dinner.

Whether in officialdom or in love, it is common to treat guests to dinner. Once this magic skill is used well, many things can be done well. This magic skill is easy to use, as long as the purse is enough. Yun Mu's problem is precisely because his purse is not enough, which makes him hate real life again.

After despising real life for a long time, Yun Mu calmed down.

With his son, no matter how fucked he is in real life, he will not be knocked down.

From the day his parents divorced, the young Yun Mu understood that real life would not give him face. He would always come and no one should leave. As he grew older, Yun Mu would rather solve problems in his own way. If life fucked you, then you would give life a thriller.

If you want to explode real life, the difficulty is too great, so you have to make a long-term plan.

With the changes of the times, middle school students today are no longer as pure as they were ten years ago. Junior high school students may worship someone because of some trivial matters, so high school students are different and they become more utilitarian.

Yun Mu felt that he had a long way to go. If he really wanted to become a star in the world, he would probably become a public enemy of the whole people just because he was very popular. He had to have a social circle and a group of people waving flags and shouting for him, just like Huang Jiang beside his side, and Sun Ziyang had two generals Hunha beside him.

Yun Mu lowered his head and thought about this issue seriously.

The age of seventeen or eighteen is the critical period for the formation of the xing pattern. Sometimes a seemingly inconspicuous small thing often affects lifelong life. A boy who fights acne is making a transformation, a transformation from a lone wolf to a head wolf.

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Niu Qingtao talked for 40 minutes in the fourth class in the morning, and the remaining 5 minutes were left to praise the basketball team in the class: "Students, our Class 4 basketball team won a crucial victory yesterday, and I really played the spirit of never giving up in our second year of high school (4). I am very pleased."

When talking about this topic, most people looked at Yun Mu.

The tall, rich and handsome man cursed in his heart. He finally became the focus. Niu Qingtao seemed to be determined to be unable to get along with him. He turned his classmates' attention to Yun Mu again.

Niu Qingtao smiled and said, "Our class was praised by the school leaders this time. Do you know why?"

He deliberately sucked his appetite. When the whole class greeted Teacher Niu, he said: "Of the thirty teams in the school, only our class's jerseys were printed with the logo of 'Class 2007 Class 4 of Lanjiang No. 1 Middle School High School'. The school leaders think that the students in our class have a sense of belonging, which is commendable."

The students below have different expressions. The jerseys that were once joked about by the basketball team are now a typical example of the front?

"The ban on physical education classes will be lifted next week. I will announce a decision here. The basketball team can still go out to train for next week's newspaper reading time." Niu Qingtao said, entering democratic time: "Next, everyone can speak freely. If you have any opinions and suggestions, you can put forward them."

"Teacher, is the basketball team still recruiting people?" A student raised his hand weakly. The man's name was Zhong Jun, who was the student on the sidelines yesterday who thought he was "shotting more than Viaso and making more ruthless than Zhao Jian's layup."

Hearing this, several students in the class who answered basketball were full of expectations. Nowadays, many people in the school are saying that Class 2 (4) of high school has the hope of reaching the final, and some people are looking forward to the final showdown between Yun Mu and Sun Ziyang. They also want to be lulu-faced, and maybe they can take this opportunity to hook up with some beautiful girls.

"I asked everyone to sign up enthusiastically last week, why didn't you participate?" Niu Qingtao stared at Zhong Jun and others, lowered their heads embarrassedly, slapped them and threw a sweet date: "Forget it, there is a Western proverb that even God will forgive young people for making mistakes. Since someone wants to contribute to the class, in principle, I agree. However, I must also care about the feelings of the five students of the basketball team. After class, everyone can sign up. As long as the basketball team members agree, I have no objection." Zhong Jun and others' eyes lit up, and they did not plan to find Yun Mu. To discuss such things with the good man Zhao Jian, if you are trying to slap in a soft and hard way, there is probably a chance.

The tall, rich and handsome eyes dimmed, and the basketball team became so popular? How could this make the football team in his class bearish love? The tall, rich and handsome face was deep, looking at Zhong Jun and others, he had a flash of inspiration, if the tiger doesn't show his power, you think I'm a sick cat, brother can't deal with Yun Mu, can't deal with other people?

Making up his mind, the tall, rich and handsome eyes flashed over Zhong Jun and fell on Wu Yufeng.

Yun Mu didn't pay attention to the conversation between teachers and students in the classroom. Seeing that get out of class was about to end, he became a little impatient.

This kind of impatientness is also normal. Many students are a little anxious for a minute before school. Yun Mu used to have this situation, but this week it became even more serious, much more serious.

Since Monday, he has been counting days by fingers and is extremely eager for the arrival of the weekend.

As for why he was so eager, he didn't understand.

The bell rings for the end of get out of class just rang, and Yunmu received a text message.

Liu Ya: "Yun Xiaomu, do you want to see a girl in a white dress?"

Yun Mu was stunned for a moment and replied, "I want to."

Liu Ya: "See you at the school gate. I'll give you two minutes to expire."

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After school at noon, Zhao Jian wanted to ask Yun Mu to discuss whether the basketball team should recruit people. However, as soon as the bell rang, Yun Mu rushed out of the classroom like a gust of wind, which was as fast as the Olympic 100-meter champion.

Before the army of school was over, Yun Mu was the first to rush to the school gate.

The boy was running at lightning, and his heart beat faster than his footsteps.

Seeing the snow-white back, Yun Mu felt dizzy.

Luo Dayou was like this when he was depressed: "Every poem that misses you is written in front of the glass window after the rain; every passionate song sings unintentional promises for you; every time I hold your hand, I always dare not look at your eyes; I turn my dizzy head away, it is a face that cannot be ignored..."

Yun Mu was clearly aware of it, and he didn't turn his dizzy head away and stared at Bai Su's figure.

The long hair that drooped to the waist danced slightly, and the white long skirt that looked like snow was dancing gently. The girl stood in the April wind, and also stood in the boy's eyes, and finally frozen in the boy's heart.

The sound of footsteps running towards the end finally woke the girl looking up at the blue sky and white clouds. She turned around and the boy in her eyes approached at a flashing speed of slides. At the moment when she was shy and nervous, she stood in front of her.

The dizzy boy immediately felt dizzy. He saw the tenderness of his head lowered, the shame that was beyond the cool breeze, and the slight sorrow that he could not speak. His hand trembled slightly and held her hand, even if winter could not wait for spring, spring could not wait for autumn, or white.

He finally understood what he was waiting for every day during these days.

It turns out that it is to wait for this moment.
Chapter completed!