At the afternoon break at Dongchuan Nanpu Middle School, a neutral pen was constantly rotating against the wall of the classroom of Class 3 and Class 3 of junior high school, staring at the math and crafting exercises set spread out on the desk, but my mind was messy. There were often six or seven of the ten questions that were only half-understanding.

Outside the window, the spring day in late April is particularly bright, and the sunshine on campus seems to be more gorgeous than elsewhere. The colors of the teaching building, playground and teacher office building are much brighter. The tree-lined avenues are lush, and the sun shines on the spots of light through the canopy. The flower beds next to the classroom are blooming with gorgeous flowers, and bees and butterflies are paired with each other.

During lunch break, many students in the first and second grades of junior high school are sweating their youthful sweat on the basketball court and table tennis table. They still have time to move themselves from immature to mature.

Qi Ran was once one of them. Like most young teenagers, he spent his energy and time on the sports field, but failed to become Rukawa Kaede or Okawa Yi. He burned passion in Internet cafes, video game halls and billiard rooms. In the end, he was just a rookie who was arbitrarily ravaged by RMB players and professional experts.

The family is average, the grades are average, and the appearance is also normal. In Class 3, Grade 3, Grade 3, III, I am like an inconspicuous stone in the corner. Applause and cheers are always only a few dazzling few people. Even if a girl occasionally glances at him by accident, she just flashes indifferently, which is no different from seeing a cat or a dog.

Such days almost run through the entire junior high school stage...

The high school entrance examination is approaching, and finally the years of ignorance are gone forever. After the last test, the parents took advantage of Qi Ran's homework in their room to quietly sigh when talking about their son's grades in the living room, and the helplessness of mentioning the high sponsorship fees of Dongchuan No. 1 Middle School. In an instant, they were like a wake-up call, and they woke up Qi Ran who was hiding behind the door and eavesdropping.

The Nanpu Middle School he is currently studying is the best junior high school in Dongchuan City. The students here are either from families with rights or wealth, or are top students who have been picked up by the school by various means from brother schools. Of course, junior high schools are in the compulsory education stage after all, and the policy of district enrollment is implemented on the surface. Many students are lucky enough to enter the school gate simply because they live within the enrollment scope designated by the Education Commission.

Qi Ran is the last situation. Perhaps the head of the Education Commission shook his hand when he was dividing the school district a few years ago. The old family resident courtyard of the coal mine where they lived was unexpectedly included in the enrollment scope of Nanpu Middle School, so Qi Ran could only sit in the classroom of Class 3, Grade 3, today.

It is impossible for high school to be so lucky. Nine years of compulsory education only lasts until junior high school graduation, and high school is no longer divided into sections. Dongchuan No. 1 Middle School, the best local area, can only pass its high threshold with outstanding grades or strong family backgrounds, and most of their peers will be ruthlessly blocked out of the door.

In a sense, the high school entrance examination is the first real watershed in life.

Now this watershed is standing in front of Qi Ran with an arrogant attitude. His grades are not good or too bad, but they are still far from the unified recruitment line of Dongchuan No. 1 Middle School.

The gap of several tens of thousands is not a problem for those students who are either rich or noble at home, but with Qiran's family situation, it is not only difficult to find an appropriate way, but even if there is a way, the school choice fee that requires the transfer of the admissions is a very heavy burden.

A father who is strong all his life sighed for his son's future. While whispering to his husband, the mother gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief. Such a scene will be greatly shocked in the eyes of any child.

Unfortunately, I seem to have woken up too late, and there are less than two months left before the high school entrance examination. No matter how hard Qi Ran worked, his grades would not improve.

Unable to see the exercises, Qi Ran habitually glanced at the third seat in front of the right.

The girl in a pink dress, lying on the desk with her arms pillowed and took a nap. Her slender body showed elegant curves, her long dark and shiny hair was casually dispersed, her earlobes hidden by her hair were delicate and moist, her neck was slender, and her skin exposed on the neckline was smooth and greasy. Even if she was lying on the desk for a nap, people couldn't help but think of the white swans resting by the lake.

Lin Yan, the class monitor of Class 3, Grade 3, ranks among the best in Nanpu Middle School, with a strong grade. Her plain face is very beautiful and charming, and she also has a father who serves as deputy mayor. Although she never mentioned it herself, it is not a secret at Nanpu Middle School, which is full of children of officials in the city.

With both wisdom and beauty and superior family background, he has become the perfect dream lover of young people.

Lin Yan has a cold personality, and her father's lofty status is enough to be looked up to. She invisibly gives people an inaccessible feeling, so few classmates dare to publicly express their affection for her.

Qi Ran belongs to one of them without exception. She has been liked by Lin Yan for a long time, but she never dared to show it. She can only quietly look at her slender back in her spare time, which will make happiness fill his young heart.

Even her recent hard study was partly due to her - Qi Ran had realized that if she could not be promoted to Dongchuan No. 1 Middle School, this kind of small happiness would leave her, because Lin Yan's next three years was destined to belong there.

"But, her and I... are different from others after all!" Qi Ran smiled proudly because there was a little secret between him and Lin Yan, and she didn't even know it herself.

Gently touched the inner side of the left wrist...

A burst of discussion interrupted Qi Ran's thoughts.

Most students in the classroom have not returned home, so their precious time should not be wasted on the bus that is moving between home and school, and becomes a storm due to road congestion. Take the two hours at noon, do a few exercises, review a few hot topics in the middle school entrance examination, or simply lie on the desk and sleep for a while, so that you can welcome the afternoon study with energy.

Of course, like other classes, there were seven or eight students chatting loudly in the back of the classroom, deliberately showing disdain for learning. The topics they are interested in have shifted from the unpleasantness that occurred during the Olympic torch in Paris not long ago to Fulham's 3-2 reversal of Manchester City in the Premier League yesterday. The three goals included a penalty kick given by Sun Jihai for a foul in the penalty area.

"Hey, do you know?" Chen Zhichao walked in from the back door with sweat on his head, hugging the newspaper he had just bought from the book stall at the school gate, with a mysterious expression: "There is a problem with the restructuring of Longquan Coal Mine, and Lu Zhiguo was announced to be under double supervision!"

"What?" "Take me and take a look!"

The students scrambled for the newspaper, exclaiming oh, oh and other sighs.

Only a tall and thin boy with a bang on his eyes and a slightly feminine appearance curled his lips and said, "It was announced yesterday afternoon that it was personally arrested by Secretary Sun of the Commission for Discipline Inspection. It was Sun Yue's father of Class 2, and the famous Sun Blackface."

The students sighed again, but compared to Sun Yue in Class 2, she was more interested in Lin Yan in the front row of the classroom, and several complicated gazes were cast.

Students with good family backgrounds are often precocious. Many people know that Lu Zhiguo, director of the Industrial Bureau, was promoted by Lin Yan's father. This time, the Longquan Coal Mine was reorganized. Lu Zhiguo is the director of the Leading Group Office and Lin's father is the leader of the Leading Group!

There was a problem with Lu Zhiguo. How deeply was Lin’s father involved? How would Lin Yan’s life trajectory change? The words and sentences in newspaper news have already revealed ominous signs.

In any case, in the minds of young people, it is very regrettable that beautiful and noble things fall from the clouds to the mud.

Qi Ran felt even more upset when he heard this. His father worked in Longquan Coal Mine. In recent years, coal prices have risen, but the benefits at the mine have become worse and worse. The employees all hope that the reform can bring some hope to life. Unexpectedly, this went wrong, and it was related to Lin Yan's family.

The boy with a feminine appearance was named Zhao Zicong. He sneered and was quite gloating: "Lin Yan is more arrogant than anyone else in daily life, and she doesn't even give Brother Yi's face. If her father falls this time, hum..."

Li Tianyi, Class 3 and 5, is tall and big. He is the son of Li Yishan, deputy director of Dongchuan Public Security Bureau and captain of the Traffic Police Detachment. He is usually domineering at school and is a little bully who no one dares to mess with.

Some time ago, Li Tianyi chased Lin Yan fiercely, but Lin Yan was rude to him. Due to Lin’s father’s position, Li Tianyi did not dare to do anything excessive, but if Lin’s father really got caught in this time, would he be polite to Lin Yan?

The teenagers were silent. When the girls who heard their conversation in the back row covered their mouths in surprise, and then started to talk. Even though they were usually jealous of some girls in Lin Yan, they were sweating for her at this time.

Only Zhao Zicong was still saying something proudly...

"Lin, Lin Yan," a confused murmur came from the window, making the students in the back row inexplicable.

At some point, Qi Ran was already asleep on the table and was lying in disarray. The murmuring was coming from his mouth intermittently.

Hahahaha, Zhao Zicong took the lead in slapping the desk and laughing. More students burst into laughter. Unexpectedly, Qi Ran, a inconspicuous guy, actually liked Lin Yan, and even called her name after she fell asleep!

"Hmph, are some people crazy? Even if something really happens to Lin Yan's family, it's not his turn to be his toad!" Zhao Zicong curled his lips maliciously.

As long as this incident reached Li Tianyi's ears, Qi Ran could not bear to take it.

Yu Xiaohua, who was nicknamed "Prince of Melancholy", was blocked outside the school by Li Tianyi just because the poem he wrote on the blackboard newspaper had a hazy meaning to Lin Yan. The bruises on his face took half a month to disappear, and a scar about an inch long was left in the corner of his eyes.
Chapter completed!