Wear to the time when the male god was young [MTL] [NO EDIT]

My Brother is Zhou Jiayu

After a delay, he arrived at the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3. The bell for evening self-study rang just in time. Following the memory of little Lu Ning, he came to his seat in the back row.

The old-style desks were for two people in a row. His deskmate was a boy with simple clothes and a flat head. He had already started reading.

Lu Ning searched in his mind and found that he didn't know the other person's name even after a month of school. He could only skip the other person's name and greet him directly: "Hi, you're here quite early!"

The boy looked up, seemed a little stunned, and stammered: "Not... not bad."

Lu Ning sat down and glanced at the notebook on his desk. The other person's full name was written on it - Tian Feng.

It was a rather simple name, and he looked at him calmly.

Although it was a children's middle school, the school's students were not only children of the machinery factory, but also children of nearby residents - the so-called residents were basically suburban farmers.

These two types of students were divided into two factions in the school, each with their own groups, and they were clearly divided. This classmate Tian Feng should be the child of a suburban farmer.

A month after the start of the school, Lu Ning, who was transferred to another school, had hardly spoken to his deskmate. Tonight, he not only took the initiative to say hello, but also stared at him. The simple and introverted Tian Feng was a little flattered. After thinking for a while, he took out a handful of peanuts from the hole in the table and put them on Lu Ning's table, saying, "These are peanuts grown by my family. You can try them."

Lu Ning happily accepted them with a smile: "Thank you."

Tian Feng wanted to say something, but the head teacher Sun Yulong walked into the classroom and suppressed the noise in the room with a roar: "How long has the bell rung? You are still talking! The college entrance examination will be in eight months, and you still have the mind to play?! Don't you want to go to college?"

Sun Yulong is in his forties and teaches mathematics. He is quite prestigious. This roar immediately silenced the whole classroom. His tense mouth relaxed a little, and he patrolled the classroom twice with a ruler. Seeing that the class of kids had completely calmed down, he slowly walked out of the classroom.

He was gone for less than two minutes, and the classroom soon became lively again. This kind of school for children of wealthy families has only the best quality of students, so naturally we can't expect a good school spirit and academic atmosphere.

Fortunately, my deskmate Tian Feng is a quiet and studious boy. In the midst of the noise around them, only the two of them lowered their heads and worked hard on their questions.

However, Lu Ning didn't have the ability of a great man to study in a busy street. No matter how focused he was, he would still be disturbed by the exaggerated noise.

When his thoughts were interrupted by a roar again, he looked up helplessly and looked over. He saw that three rows away, several boys were playing cards together.

The boy who shouted the loudest and most arrogantly wore a riveted leather jacket, a middle-parted hairstyle, and mousse. He looked like a gangster, and he didn't look like a student at all. The others around him were similar, but they didn't dress as exaggeratedly as him, but they were all similar to the second-rate guys outside.

He knew that this school was rotten, but it was amazing to see it rotten like this.

Lu Ning frowned with some dissatisfaction.