Translated by Joell55

Proofread by LaurenHa.s.san0

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There is a forum on the Internet in Sheng Meng. It's just few high school rich ladies who built it with their own money. Because there is no official school website yet, this small forum has become a gathering place for all the schoolmates on the Internet.

The 4G t.i.tle comes from this forum.

Ordinary high schools will strictly limit students' access to the Internet and believing that this will affect learning, but private schools will not limit any access There is a computer room on each floor of the dormitory, with enough computers, wireless internet coverage in the bedroom.

Last night, a post t.i.tled "F4 and 4G" was added to the top. It detailed comparisons of the four beautiful girls and four men in the "Meteor Shower" and people were surprised to find that they have many similarities.

   A city is a big city, but the rich people's circle is so small. There are not many people in this school who know each other. Soon, someone will have pulled out the background info of the four people. The Jiang's .....The Shen's ......The Han's.... The Yang's.....The four families, are famous in the city, and the four youngsters just happens to be the family members of these four families.

Fragmentation Of Love: [ Some words are spoken on the Internet, and you are advised not to mess with them: What does it mean to the general crowd... ]

Two black dogs: [ I want to ask the same question, what do you mean? ]

Fragmented love: [ When I was in junior high school with them, no one dared to mess with them. I'm saying this to you. You guys feel like they're obsessed with them... I also lived with them and rest a.s.sured that he never beat with girls only boys. ]

Doll: [ Wow, wow, this is a gentleman, it really is the realistic version of F4 ... handsome looks, prominent family background, unique dress, gentle on boys and beats girls, 4G .....this t.i.tle quickly swept the entire campus. ]

During the morning reading session... Hua Jia has been writing the names of the four people in her notebook. Even Liu Lu can't help but ask the same table mate Qian Jiahui about 4G. Qian Jiahui had also followed them to a junior high school and he should know many things.

Qian Jiahui said slyly, "If you tell me how to make a dandruff shampoo. I'll tell you what kind of 4G were in junior high school."

Dandruff Brother is the nickname everyone gave to Lin Bowen because he will always float dandruff his head with the wind.

The conversation between the two did not end.

When Song Xiao heard about the prominent family of four people, and there are some concerns. The illegitimate daughter at his home had climbed up to these those four people. If she were still unfavorable to him as they were before, Song Xiao had to take precautions.

The course in the morning is just about the number of words (Dictation). The focus of high school language is the a.n.a.lysis of ancient chinese texts. For Song Xiao this does not need to be learned at all, but he still listens carefully to the teacher. After all, the ancient and modern vocabulary usage is very different. He can borrow some vocabulary from it too. This quickly reads of the modern accent. Mathematics is still talking about number sets, and so there is no difficulty at the moment.

   As for foreign language cla.s.ses, Song Xiao can actually read textbooks and read them well. In the past, when he was very powerful Minister a.s.sistant, he often went overseas to visit foreign countries. He also learned the language of several countries following the people of Hong Jun Temple. For those who don't forget how to be a champion, learning a foreign language is not difficult.

However, the books he can understand, but the cla.s.s he can not understand! What he was meant to be doing, Song Xiao does not understand, a good language, why does they want to split up the school.

"Well, lets find a cla.s.smate here to read this pa.s.sage." After the English teacher talked about a bunch of strange dead sentences, he was ready to pick up the text and looked up to see Song Xiao lying on the table and slumbering. Hey, the teacher immediately cut off the chalk in his hand and threw it at him with lightning speed.

"whoosh--" a flying paper just collided with the chalk head, both stagnant in the air for a moment, both defeated, both landing.

"Ah--who--" The English teacher yelled in anger. "Who threw the paper?"

Song Xiao was awakened by this loud voice and sat up with his brow furrowed.

"Ah!" The English teacher couldn't find an outlet for venting. He just named him "Get up and read this pa.s.sage!" There are several new words in this pa.s.sage. Just as he finished checking them he saw it was not very easy to read, and the teacher made a decision.

   Note that if he can't read it the teacher would have taught him a lesson.

Song Xiao slowly stood up and picked up the textbooks in front of him. He read: "Jinhou, Qin Bowei Zheng, with his impertinence in Jin, and he was in Chu also ... ..."

English teacher's face suddenly went green.

Qian Jiahui slammed the table hard and turned his head to wink his eyes.

Yu Tang glanced at him, put his hand in his face, and picked up Song Xiao's textbook. Then everyone heard the low male voice rippling comparable to the BBC radio and he read the entire text fluently.

At this moment, when the bell was ringing, the English teacher lifted the air and swallowed it. After a long while, he said, "Don't go sleeping in cla.s.s." Then he went away with a disdain.

"Wow, Cla.s.s Leader, your p.r.o.nunciation is too standard!" Liu Lu watched him with admiration, and other cla.s.smates around him also voted for respect.

He ignored them and glanced at Song Xiao next to him with a side look, but he did not see the "wors.h.i.+p" he had hoped for. Instead, he had a disguise cover.

Because of the unfamiliar familiarity, there was a faint expectation in Song Xiao's heart that perhaps the Emperor was in the same situation as he was. That he still remembered all kinds of past lives. However, this weak hope was shattered when we heard the p.r.o.nunciation of a foreign language that was ......well..... perfect.

The former Emperor Yu Tang said that he would never learn a foreign language. He thought that it was a barbarian bird language.

Looking at the sullen Song Xiao, Yu Tang was overwhelmed. He looked at the cla.s.sroom in a solemn manner and saw a female student who took the snack from the drawer and gave it to the boy in the same table. With a smile, the two began talking about "4G."

Raising his hand, a big black plum appears momentarily in the palm of his hand. When he took a look at Song, you slowly handing over the fruit in his hand. "For you."

"Huh?" Song Xiao looked at it and turned to look at him. Looking at the plum in his hand. This guy's pockets are clean. Where did the plum come from? Looking back at the dark gloomy boy behind him, his faded doubts resurfaced.

Song Xiao likes to eat plums, but he knows it is taboo for people to know his preferences, so he has always been restrained until he entered the palace and he ate them without fear. When Yu Tang saw him liking eating it, he sent all the plums he had harvested previously to Fengyi Palace.

Modern time people do not seem to like eating plums, and only black imported plums are sold in schools.

"Hey, you..." Song Yu took a plum and looked at Yu Tang like he had something he wanted to say. Suddenly he was interrupted by a loud noise outside the window.

Four guys in trench coats pa.s.sed by in the hallway, half-length hair with hair gel combed behind the head, Italian Haute Couture trench coat, Swiss handmade shoes, standard president's elite head, looks better than the morning glance. 

"4G are coming, 4G are coming!" The girls in the hallway screamed, and the boys blocked their ears

"You're standing in the way," the leader Jiang said coldly, and the four stepped down at the same time.

The girls suddenly became excited and the boys tried to hide. Lin Bowen, who had went out his cla.s.s, was not sure what to do.... So, looking back at the four boys who did not wear uniforms, the dandruffs on his head flew along with his movements.

"You ..." watched as dandruffs drifted into his coat, and Jiang went out with anger.

"Cla.s.s Leader, they are going to beat Lin Bowen!" Some girls stumbled in and ran in front of him with alarm and excitement.

At first glance, Yu Tang did not take a look. He slowly got up and stuffed his notebook and took himself out.

"Ah..." Song's plums holding hand was picked up before the fruit could be eaten. He could only hold the notebook under his arm and he was pulled by one hand and held in one hand.

Although the Emperor reincarnation is only 16 years old now, the Imperial demeanor emanating on the whole body has never been reduced. He only just need to stand there, and others cannot ignore his existence. The originally noisy corridor was silent for a moment because of the appearance of Yu Tang.

When he let go of Song Xiao, he slowly walked to them and he was indifferent to the ongoing drama. When the four young masters met him, they unconsciously took a step back.

"The heads of each cla.s.s quickly come to the meeting of the Academic Affairs Office! The cla.s.s leaders quickly go to the Academic Office to meet!" The voice of the Head Master began to roar again in the broadcast.

Even though Yu Tang did not give them a look, he cut across the crowd and headed for the Academic Office.

Looking at the seriousness of the meeting, Song Xiao did not know why he wanted to laugh. He just took a bite of the plum, because the fruit was sour, and two tears came out of his eyes.

Yu Tang feel that some of the falling 4Gs looking at him.... three backs that looked away and they suddenly noticed Song Xiao who was behind him.

Isn't that the Song family autistic dumb son? well!

After the session was over, the self-study cla.s.s in the fourth quarter of the day has already taken started Song Xiao returned to his seat after carrying a form to the podium.

Pulling off the chair on the podium and slowly sit down. Gu An was standing by his side, knocking on the blackboard, picking up the chalk and writing "Cla.s.s Meeting" on the blackboard.

"The school will set up the first student union, but all students with normal intelligence and good moral character can apply."

He used his fingers to point at a form in hand. "Whoever needs to sign up, come to receive a form and fill it out ...Song Xiao. "

Sheng Meng .....is a company which mainly sell educational books, it has three private elementary schools and two private junior high schools, the school reputation is very good, Sheng Meng high school this is the second year since opening, many things are not sound, For example, there is no student union yet.

When the first Student Union was to be established, it was a very meaningful event. Everyone was excited, but they did not dare to discuss it during the time when Cla.s.s Leader was in cla.s.s.

"Is there any problem?" Yu Tang finished the conversation, looked around in a circle, and when no one spoke, he stood up and returned to his seat.

   The cla.s.s leader of other cla.s.ses were still speaking to explain the spirit of the school meeting. The special cla.s.s was already over. Cla.s.s Leader had already walked out of the door for the discussion.

  Like during the dynasty days, Song Xiao almost stood up and shouted: "Long live long live long live the Emperor!"

The author has something to say: Small theater:

"Meteor storm meets from the soiling of the president's clothes."

Jiang Shao: Get out of the way ( Scratching )

Dandruff Brother: "........."

Jiang Shao: My Italian Haute Couture was actually infected with dandruff!

Dandruff Brother: I will wipe it for you (full hand dandruffs)

Jiang Shao: ... well, you have caught my attention

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