Chapter 1 Day 1

On September 2, Wen Liang carried his schoolbag to Qingzhou First High School to report that he walked into Class 1, 3, and nearly half of the students in the classroom were already there. Many of them were junior high school classmates. They naturally got together after a summer vacation and said some holiday anecdotes happily. Those who could get into the No. 1 Middle School were top students from various schools. For example, Wen Liang had a super grade, but his character burst in during the high school entrance examination, so his grades were counting down in the class.

High school is a very strange stage. Here you can make friends with good brothers who will accompany you all your life, experience a deep and unforgettable first love, and also call friends to squander this period of youth in groups. In the last high school career, Wen Liang had nothing but knowing Tan Yu.

And this life may be many differences.

He found an empty seat to sit down. Wen Liang was bored and drew circles on the desktop. Although he was a human being for two lives, to be honest, he had zero understanding of his classmates in the class, except for Ji Su who almost changed his life trajectory.

Ji Su and Meng Ke walked into the classroom with a smile. It was a big joy to be admitted to the same school as their junior high school best friend and assigned to the same class. The noisy voices in the classroom stopped at the moment when Ji Su came in. Time seemed to be passing quietly, and it seemed to have become eternity at this moment. This girl in a bright yellow dress was destined to be a topic of conversation for many people for many years from the first day of school.

Ji Su frowned her beautiful eyebrows, Meng Ke pulled the corner of her clothes, pointed to the third row on the left, where there was no one except a little boy drawing circles on the table. The two of them sat down hand in hand, and then countless whispers rang out in the classroom:

"Which junior high school is this girl from? Why have you never heard of it?"

"That's Ji Su, he's a celebrity in No. 2 Middle School."

"I'm really elegant. We've been blessed in the past three years..."

"Damn, why didn't you sit there just now? That guy was lucky to leave!"

Ji Su was too lazy to deal with these boring words. Meng Ke crawled in her ear and said something. Ji Su twisted her face and looked a bit cute.

The man sitting behind them was directly ignored. It was not a big deal about Ji Su. Wen Liang had no sense of existence in junior high school. Even if he slapped him that day, Ji Su only knew his name in his heart. After two months of summer vacation, he even forgot what Wen Liang looked like.

Although Wen Liang no longer holds a grudge against Ji Su like he did back then, he has no intention of having any contact with him. Regardless of whether Gu Wenyuan and Mu Shanshan come to cause trouble for him, does Ji Su know that she was the cause of her three years of high school in her previous life.

"Classmate, do you have blue ink? I forgot to bring mine." Meng Ke is very handsome. Although he does not have the national color of Ji Su, he can be called beautiful and charming.

Wen Liang shook his head and said nothing.

Meng Ke looked at him in confusion. Although she was in the same school as Ji Su in junior high school, she had different classes, so she had no impression of Wen Liang at all. With her appearance and Ji Su's close friend, she had never met such a cool boy. Even people like Gu Wenyuan always smiled at her. Of course, she was not the kind of vain and shallow girl, and she didn't think there was anything so proud of being flattered by a stinky boy. However, it would be a bit strange to meet Wen Liang who ignored him like this.

Meng Ke smiled and said thank you and turned around.

Wen Liang had a little more favorable impression of Meng Ke, and was not self-righteous and polite beauty, but was almost as rare as a national treasure after many years.

The girls of this era are so simple and cute after all.

He raised his head and looked at the back of the girl with a ponytail in front of him again after two time and space. This girl who was the most popular in the school from junior high school to high school. He once taught countless little boys to know the beauty of dreams, the sorrow of secret love, the moment of heart-warming and the eternal memories. She carries many boys' dreams in youth, and also makes many people understand the unattainable distance between dreams and reality. How many people are quietly watching her back in the stairwell, on the railings, and next to the path, but cannot take a step forward.

This step is like the end of the world!

Ji Su is the most popular maple leaf and the tallest poplar tree in this era of white clothes. It is also the whitest fairy tale in everyone's heart.

Unfortunately, all this has nothing to do with Wen Liang. All the fantasies about Ji Su disappeared after that slap in the face, under Gu Wenyuan's ridicule and Mu Shanshan's fists and three years of high school that suffocated him.

The door was pushed open, and the classroom once again fell into a brief pause. Wen Liang, with the eyes of an adult, naturally fell on the tight skirt first, and then followed the arc of his hips to his tight waist. The hem of the white shirt was stuffed at the waist of the skirt, perfectly outlining the roundness on his chest.

Only then did Wen Liang have the opportunity to look at the woman's face.

The white hairpin put the black hair in the shawl around the ears. Under the two delicate eyebrows are deep and clear eyes, crystal clear nose, thin red lips, and round and soft side face, just like a master writing a stunning painting with a pen on a flawless white painting paper.

This beauty is different from Ji Su and Xu Yao's youthful and pureness, and from Zuo Yuxi's charming style. She is a little kind of intimate in the coldness and tenacity in the softness, and is considered the best among women.

The classroom was silent for only a few seconds, and it immediately became noisy, which was incomparable to the few minutes of pause caused by Ji Su. It can be seen that, except for a few people with different tastes, the boys of this era are still very principled: those over 18 years old are all women, and women, buddies ignore them!

Wen Liang smiled and whispered to himself: "I don't know if the mature woman is good if I can't go to bed..."

"People, please be quiet," the beautiful teacher wrote three big words "Ye Yuting" on the blackboard, and looked at the students in the audience and said softly: "My name is Ye Yuting, and I am the class teacher of our new grade. You have just come to Qingyi Middle School from different schools and come to this unfamiliar environment. Some students may not be very adaptable. But it doesn't matter. You are new classmates, and I am also your new teacher. The negative is positive, which is exactly offset."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and the students gave warm applause to the new class teacher. Many people were thinking: This teacher looks easy to get along with, and his life will definitely be good in the future.

Facts have proved that reality is cruel. Soon after, people who have such thoughts slapped themselves a few times.

Ye Yuting? The head teacher was not her in her previous life. What's wrong? And Wen Liang felt that this name sounds very familiar.

Next is a routine self-introduction. The students took turns to the stage and said nothing more than "What is my name? I hope everyone can help each other make progress together." Wen Liangba touched his fingers boredly, and he raised his head until Meng Ke came on stage and remembered her name.

Ji Su stood up from her seat, and her dress made her already developed figure look graceful. Whether it is temperament or appearance, it is the limit that boys of this age can imagine. Therefore, the applause became more and more enthusiastic, which was incomparable to any girl before.

Wen Liang's eyes were calm. Ji Su could no longer let him have any strange emotions. Instead, a girl who sat next to him curled her lips and muttered: "It's amazing to be beautiful."

Wen Liang smiled. The girl looked very ordinary. She felt that this was the meaning of the question. She stretched out her thumb and whispered: "Well, it's amazing to be beautiful."

The girl didn't expect that all living beings and a boy who was not confused. She felt like she was finding a comrade-in-arms and praised in a low voice: "Classmate, you have a firm stance and strong will. I think you are rich and powerful, and you will definitely achieve great things in the future!"

Wen Liang was speechless, but he really couldn't remember that there was such a little witch in Class 1 and 3 back then. After a while, he said hunchedly: "Thank you for your good words, thank you!"

After the two of them had a fuss like this, they didn't hear what Ji Su said on the stage. However, from the increasingly fierce applause from the audience, she could understand that her self-introduction must have been greatly welcomed by the boys.

Next, the little witch came on stage. Wen Liang then realized her name: Song Ziyun, her name is not as good as hers! When Wen Liang came on stage, the applause from the audience dripped. Because coincidence, within the two rows of Ji Su, there was only Wen Liang, a boy. As the saying goes, the moon was the first to get close to the water. The boys naturally stingy to give him some applause. However, a few girls saw that although Wen Liang was not very tall, they had a moderate figure and gentle temperament, and they gave him a few applauses symbolically.

Wen Liang stood on the stage, pressed his hands on the desk, leaning forward slightly, and said with a calm and generous voice that he had never felt at this age: "My name is Wen Liang, gentle Wen, forgiveness. However, I am neither gentle nor good at forgiving others, so this name is completely wrong. However, my body and hair are accepted by my parents, and I can't change it anymore." The audience laughed kindly, which was much warmer than the atmosphere just now. "But I think there are many things that can be changed, such as yesterday you and I were strangers, but today I gathered together. I may become friends in the future and may become good friends, but if I want to go further than good friends... I'm sorry, I have to wait until I grow up before talking about it!"

The audience burst into laughter. Someone who had the good news even slapped the table, but some good kids curled their lips disdainfully. Wen Liang ignored them and continued, "I remember after the high school entrance examination results were announced, a classmate once said to me, Wen Liang, you are average in appearance, average in height, average in study, how can you not look like you can get into the No. 1 Middle School? I answered him, classmate, although you are first-class in appearance, first-class in height, first-class in study, how can you look like the combination of Andy Lau, Yao Ming and Einstein, you can still go to the broken place of No. 19 Middle School to live."

There is an allusion to these words. The two best schools in Qingzhou, Qingyi Middle School and 19 Middle School have been old enemies for many years. They have been competing in all aspects such as subject competitions, Olympiad, college entrance examination results, sports, art, music, etc. Both sides have their own victory and defeat, and they have also formed a deadly enemy. The students of the two schools do not fight each other. Once there are occasions and platforms for open competition, they will never give up. There are two sentences circulating in Qingzhou No. 1 High School: Be a person from Qingyi Middle School, step on the ghost of 19 Middle School. Eat Qingyi Middle School and vomit water of 19 Middle School. This shows the beam between the two schools.

Since we entered Qingyi Middle School, everyone immediately accepted this fine tradition unconditionally and spared no effort to bury the No. 19 Middle School. So Wen Liang's words immediately resonated with everyone, laughter and applause flew together, and the enthusiasm was no less than Ji Su's striptease on the podium:)

"So, Qingyi Middle School is where we grow up, and where we create miracles and futures. There is no third-rate school, only a third-rate life. I hope that in the next year, I will be like everyone, closely united around Class 1 and 3 with Teacher Ye as the core, and contribute to the construction of the entire class. Thank you!"
Chapter completed!