Chapter 277 Rotal, Transit

Lin Hong followed Xia Xue to the third floor of one of the teaching buildings.

"This is Class 287. Are you really a transfer student?" Xia Xue asked again.

"Of course, what did I lie to you about? You have asked this question at least five times." Lin Hong looked at the sign and found that it did say Class 287, so he said to her, "Thank you. Please bring me here in person."

"It's not troublesome at all, because I'm in this class. See you later." Xia Xue smiled at him, turned around and walked into the classroom.

Lin Hong can feel that the other party still doesn't seem to believe his words. He shrugged his shoulders helplessly and looked at the classroom at the door. As a result, he saw a very spectacular scene - thick books were piled up on each student's desk, just like small peaks.

Students are immersed in reading books or doing test questions in the jungle of the book mountain.

"What's going on?" Lin Hong was a little surprised by this scene. He wondered why everyone didn't put the textbooks in the drawer, but piled them up on the table instead.

He thought about it for a long time and really didn't figure it out.

Lin Hong did not enter the classroom directly, but came to a teacher's office not far from the classroom. They just passed by here.

Lin Hong saw a middle-aged man in a gray suit inside and said to himself, "This should be Mr. Yang, the head teacher of Class 287."

So he knocked on the open door.

The middle-aged man was correcting the test paper. He didn't raise his head and shouted directly, "Please come in."

Lin Hong walked in and stood in front of the other party. He did not speak in a hurry, but stood there quietly and waited for a while.

The middle-aged man corrected the test paper in his hand, looked up at him, and asked, "Are you?"

"Hello, Mr. Yang. I'm Lin Jiang, a transfer student. I'll report today.

"Oh - it's you, hello." Yang Liqun's face suddenly appeared, and then he looked behind Lin Hong, "Where's Mr. Feng? Didn't you come with me?"

"No. I came here alone."

Yang Liqun looked at the time and saw that the morning reading class was about to begin, so he immediately stood up: "Well, let's go. I'll take you to the class to settle down first, and then let your classmates go to the Academic Affairs Office with you to get the textbooks."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

"Hehe, you're welcome. Mr. Feng entrusted you to me with trust in me. I just hope you don't be naughty in the class.

Yang Liqun's first impression of Lin Hong was not bad. Seeing that he was very measured and polite, he said the hope in his heart.

As a head teacher, he is actually not very willing to accept transfer students. One more student does not reflect the head teacher's teaching performance, but it may add a lot of variables out of thin air. If the other party is a mischievous person, it may affect the whole class.

In particular, it is almost close to the college entrance examination. Everything is based on stability, and it is the least willing to have any variables. However, Mr. Feng has always been more popular in school. He is more enthusiastic about others, helps others more, and asks others for help less often. Since the other party has come to talk to him specifically, he can naturally push him out.

"Mr. Yang, don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion and won't cause you any trouble."

Lin Hong came here to go to school, just a pass. He didn't want to have any intersection with anyone here. For more than a month, it passed in the blink of an eye. At that time, we will go our separate ways, and we may not know each other in the future.

After Xia Xue returned to her seat, she looked back and saw that the boy just now suddenly disappeared. She muttered in her heart, "It's still a transfer student, and I know that he is not the truth."

She has really encountered this situation before. When she first came to No. 1 Middle School to report, a boy tricked her into saying that she was in the same class as her, but later she wanted to talk to her. Later, she always came to pester her for a while, which made her not very annoyed.

But this time, Xia Xue was not disgusted with this boy, and the other party helped her once before to save her from the crisis of becoming a pig.

"I forgot to ask him what his name is." Xia Xue thought with a little regret in her heart.

At this time, the head teacher Yang Liqun came in, and the boy followed him, which immediately made Xia Xue's eyes light up.

"Is he telling the truth?"

"Classmates, please be quiet for the time being. Today, there is a transfer student in our class. In the next few days, I will study with you. Welcome!"

After the sparse applause, Yang Liqun asked Lin Hong to introduce himself on the podium as usual.

"Hon, everyone, my name is Lin Jiang. I'm very happy to be a member of this class. Please take care of me!"

After a brief introduction, Lin Hong was placed in a vacant seat in the last row of the teachers.

Before leaving, Yang Liqun said again, "Xia Xue, after reading the morning class, you take him to the Academic Affairs Office to get a set of textbooks for the third year of high school."

"Oh, okay." After Xia Xue was slightly stunned, she nodded.

She looked back at Lin Hong and saw the other party smiling at her. She turned her head blankly and beat quickly a few times.

Just as Lin Hong looked around the environment curiously, he sat in the same row as him, but a boy in the middle of the aisle said to him, "New buddy, get to know me. My name is Lu Lei."

"Hello." Lin Hong nodded to him. He remembered this person. He was the one who played football near the campus playground before, and the jersey number was 23.

"Where are you from? Why did you turn around now?

"Dongxiang's. I used to study outside for personal reasons.

Is it a local?

Lu Lei was slightly stunned.

The county seat of Dongling City is located in the middle of the whole county. Everyone habitually takes the county as the center and calls people from other villages according to the four directions of southeast and northwest, such as Dongxiang, Xixiang, etc.

"Which village in Dongxiang?" Lu Lei has the meaning of breaking the casserole to the end.

He really can't see the characteristics of rural students from Lin Hong. The other party's speech and behavior seem to be very different from ordinary students. Although he can't tell the difference, he can feel it clearly.

"Black Rock Village. Why, don't you also come from Dongxiang?" Lin Hong smiled at him.

"Oh, no, I'm from Dazhang Village, Nanxiang." When Lu Lei saw that he had said the specific name of the village, the doubts in his heart also disappeared. He turned to another topic.

"Dad, your previous one-handed grasping posture is so handsome! How on earth did you do it? Have you ever practiced? Heiyan Village... As far as I know, almost everyone in Shuanghe Village next door is practicing martial arts, and you must have practiced a few times.

Before Lin Hong could answer, Lu Lei had reasoned a reasonable explanation based on the information he had.

Lin Hong smiled and did not answer.

In just a few minutes of contact, he has learned that Lu Lei is very outgoing, talkative, and has a strong ability to collect, sort out and analyze information.

Such people are generally more active, pay more attention to new things, and are easy to accept. Going to society in the future will be more popular than those who only know how to study.

However, soon, Lin Hong added another comment to Lu Lei - talk. If this problem cannot be corrected slowly in the future, it will bring a lot of trouble to his future life, and he may miss a lot of opportunities.

Lu Lei later turned the topic to Xia Xue, kept telling him something about Xia Xue, and reminded Lin Hong that if he wants to chase Xia Xue, there are two men to pay attention to, one is Yang Hongming, the captain of the basketball team, and the other is Xia Xue's brother Xia Xia.

After the morning reading class, Lin Hong went directly to Xia Xue and said, "Xia Xue, I'm going to trouble you again. I don't know where the Academic Affairs Office is."

"Let's go. It's a little far. We have to hurry up, or we won't be able to catch up with class."

After saying that, Xia Xue walked directly out of the classroom.

In a crowded place, the two of them didn't say a word at all. When they passed the teaching building and no one else could see the figure, Xia Xue slowed down.

"I didn't expect you to be a transfer student. I thought you lied to me."

Lin Hong said with a smile, "Why did I lie to you?"

Seeing the curvature on the edge of his mouth, Xia Xue's face turned slightly red. Somehow, the other party seemed to be able to see through her mind. That bad smile made her always feel a little uncomfortable.

"What did Lu Lei's big mouth tell you just now? Did you say anything bad about me?"

"Big mouth? It's really a little bit." Lin Hongshen thought so, "But he didn't say bad things about you, but said a lot of good things. It is said that you are very popular at school, and people often fight for you."

"Don't listen to him talk nonsense!" Xia Xue was immediately anxious when she heard this, "This Lu Lei, why are you such a dick!"

"Haha!" Seeing her appearance, Lin Hong couldn't help laughing, "He should be right, because when I walked with you just now, I already felt a lot of hostile eyes."

"I... I won't tell you. The Academic Affairs Office is in the front. You can get the book by yourself. I'll go first. You should be faster, or you will definitely be late. The next class is the math class. The teacher is an old teacher. He hates others being late for class the most.

After saying that, Xia Xue turned around and trotted away, as light as a butterfly, drifting away.

Lin Hong shook his head with a smile.

This little girl is so cute. Somehow, he always has a funny idea that he wants to tease the other party. It's very interesting to look at her anxious appearance.

Lin Hong himself didn't realize that he was about the same age as Xia Xue.

He didn't pay attention to Xia Xue's words. After receiving the textbook from the Academic Affairs Office, he still walked back slowly. When he passed by the teacher's family area in the middle, he happened to see a child about seven or eight years old playing with a top.

I saw the top on the ground spinning quickly on the ground under the child's whip, making a beeping sound.

Lin Hong also played this thing when he was a child, and he once installed LED lights on it. At night, it was very dazzling to play.

He glanced at the top on the ground and immediately stopped.

"Yes!"

An inspiration came to his mind.

"Gyro, rotation, rotation!"