Peacock gallbladder, crane red head, seven-star begonia, golden cicada poison... nothing is poisonous but the boy's heart.

One of Ju Nian’s favorite high school features is that everyone can pile all textbooks and exercise books on the desk, like a city wall, where people hide it, as if protected by barriers. Therefore, her "city wall" is always the highest, whether in class or after class, she lowers her head and enjoys it.

What she likes to do most is to be dazed. She is there, but her thoughts are incredible adventures thousands of miles away. However, Ju Nian still has a choice about the time to be dazed. She is both math and English classes. This is a habit. She is afraid that one class will not be able to keep up, and the next class will be like listening to a book. She is shy and always feels embarrassed to ask others or borrow other people's homework to copy, and everything depends on herself. What can be allowed to be dazed occasionally is politics, history classes, and Chinese classes.

For Ju Nian, it is simply a hotbed of daydreams. Chinese language focuses on a sense of language. Instead of analyzing the profound meaning and central thoughts in the articles of Lu Xun, Ba Jin and Lao She, it is better to split actively. Xiao Qiushui's battle with the Tang Sect and his running look with Tang Fang, which is much more interesting than Kong Yiji and Xianglin Sao. The Chinese language teacher talked endlessly on the stage, Ju Nian looked at the blackboard with her eyes fixed on her soul, and at this time she was already chasing the running person.

Xiao Qiushui has a solemn and quiet face, and has white teeth when she smiles. She can't see clearly what Tang Fang looks like.

When Ju Nian was thinking about this, he ate the chalk of his Chinese teacher more than once. Unfortunately, the teacher who was in the daydream was Ju Nian's class teacher.

The Chinese teacher's finger-blinking magic skills are always so accurate. No matter how deep Ju Nian's head is buried, she is always just a hit. She is not tactful and always makes her "Ouch" sound, which greatly satisfys the sense of accomplishment of those who make the sect.

"Student Xie Juinian, Hun Xi is back, Hun Xi is back... Okay, let's answer me a question." The Chinese teacher's opening remarks were similar. Sometimes he would sigh that instead of seeing Xie Juinian's eyes straight and his soul wandered in Taixu, she would lie on the table and sleep.

At this time, Ju Nian would stand up slowly in the laughter of the classmates, and answer the teacher's questions with a blushing face. Their class teachers like to drag the class, and often other classes have already finished class, so they gather outside their classrooms and follow them up as if they are watching the fun.

Although Ju Nian is embarrassed, nervous and stuttering, he rarely makes mistakes when answering questions. It’s not that she likes to review, but when she starts school, she likes to read Chinese textbooks like novels. She likes to read those articles, but she doesn’t like deep central ideas. Speaking of which, although Chinese teachers like to use chalk to play Ju Nian’s head, they don’t have more difficulties with her repeated teachings. The reason is probably because Ju Nian’s grades have always been very good after entering high school. A top student who loves to be idle is still a top student, and she looks obedient, and she is as innocent as a little white rabbit when she does something wrong. As a class teacher, she is always cruel to such students.

In fact, there is nothing strange about good grades. Since I went to school at No. 7 Middle School, learning has been the only serious thing I can do outside of Ju Nian. If I do too many algebraic geometry questions, chemical equations, and English reading questions, I can actually find some interesting things from them. It is like talking to them, and after talking, I will always discuss the results. This is much more interesting than those boys chasing and fighting outside the classroom, and girls discussing who likes whom.

Oh, by the way, Ju Nian would write letters to Wu Yu. Although it was a bit strange to write letters in a city, Ju Nian still persisted in writing one letter every week and two letters when she talked too much. She carefully pasted a stamp of 50 cents on the envelope, and her thoughts began to be delivered.

Ju Nian has only Wu Yu, a friend. When he is by his side, he is everything. When he is not by his side, everything is him. The best flowers should be appreciated with Wu Yu, and the biggest rain should also be wet with Wu Yu. The happiest things and the saddest things should be shared with Wu Yu.

Ju Nian is already a young girl. She may be able to vaguely feel the clues of her thoughts in her longing, but she pursed her lips and smiled. She and Wu Yu had a lot of things to say, but there were some things that she didn't need to say.

Wu Yu’s reply letters were not as frequent as Ju Nian, which is true. He has always been a boy who talked very little. In addition to saying that he was good, the empty letter paper was blank, there were two trees, one bigger and the other growing. His painting skills were not good, so the two trees could barely be identified. When Ju Nian read the letter, the girl at the same table sometimes glanced at it a few times and liked to say, “Xie Ju Nian, why do you receive the same letter every time?”

They didn't understand, only Ju Nian could see that the small one was gradually getting taller, the leaves changed from five to twenty-three, and the big one blossomed and faded again.

Two trees, pomegranate and loquat, wuyu and orange years.

For the sake of these girls' thoughts, Ju Nian will sometimes pay attention to the discussions about girls in the adjacent seats. Children of this age have the most academic work and the most dreams. In the same grade, the boys in the upper grades are handsome, excellent, good sports, and tall, and there are still endless discussions.

Once, my deskmate suddenly asked Ju Nian who was looking down at "Huanhua Sword Washing Record": "Oh, Xie Ju Nian, what do you think of Han Shu?"

Ju Nian is an introverted child and doesn’t communicate much with her classmates. She is always outside of various small circles. When she hears someone asks her questions, she can’t help but feel honored and excited. She is now excited and she answers seriously without any effort.

"I think the function is OK, I like it very much." She closed the book and said.

When the girls heard this, their eyes widened, and several people started whispering on the spot.

Ju Nian's deskmate pushed her with his elbow: "Okay, Xie Ju Nian. You are quite brave to say it, but everyone says Han Shu is difficult to deal with."

Ju Nian sat upright and said seriously: "No, as long as you memorize a few formulas, it will be very easy." She tried to learn the same language style as everyone.

"Formula, what formula?" the deskmate asked in surprise.

Did they all choose to stare in a daze in math class?

Ju Nian took her small notebook and made plans to answer her classmates enthusiastically. Only then did she think of asking: "Do you mean multivariate functions or inverse functions?"

Everyone seemed to be stunned, and the deskmate rolled his eyes and said, "Tsk, I thought you said you like Han Shu."

Ju Nian also hesitated for a while: "Actually, I prefer three-dimensional geometry."

She was therefore praised as a "nerd". After thinking about it for a while, Ju Nian realized that this "Han Shu" was not that "function". She was not really that confused, but she never seriously considered the person named "Han Shu" in her heart.

Han Shu gave Ju Nian the feeling that Kazumaka in "Crayon Shin-chan". He knew at a glance that he had a good background, had a better self-feeling, active, polite, and cared about appearance. He had a wider experience than his peers. He received elite education and liked to do things with elegant tastes. He regarded classmates with low tastes and despicable behaviors as a great shame. He came to school with a backpack and would hold a briefcase to work in a few years. Ju Nian felt that such "elites" were far away from him. Even in "Crayon Shin-chan", she only liked Ah Dai.

Who would like Kazuma?

Of course, Kaori classmate would not like people like Ju Nian. Ju Nian is a long-time student. She goes to class every day and likes to enter the classroom with the ringtone. But she often walks by the river, so she can't help but get late.

Other students and teachers on duty occasionally turn a blind eye when Ju Nian looks remorseful and has a good attitude of admitting mistakes. If he meets Kazuma, no, it is Han Shu, he will not look at the imperial calendar when he goes out. Han Shu is more selfless than Bao Zheng, more dedicated than Lei Feng, has a sharp nose than a dog, and has a ghostly whereabouts than a shadow. What's even more strange is that he seems to like to wait for the rabbit on the road where Ju Nian appears the most. Most of the time, Ju Nian is late and falls into his hands. If he doesn't criticize or sarcastically, he cannot let people go easily.

Ju Nian tried to understand the rules of Han Shu's duty, and the answer she got was "no rules". She just didn't understand why some people sacrificed so much energy and enthusiasm to be minions of the Political and Educational Department without any reward.

It was also because Han Shu was forced to have no choice. When time was really tight, Ju Nian would take a small road to climb the wall. As long as she closed her eyes and jumped down from the one-meter-high wall in the northwest corner of Qizhong, she would go directly to the grass behind the experimental building. The grass there was very thick, and it would not be easy to fall and hurt, and it would save a big circle.

Ju Nian didn't know how Han Shu discovered such a hidden corner. In short, after she spent most of half a semester safely, one day, when she was about to jump down, she suddenly saw the terrifying figure running from another corner. While running, she shouted: "Xie Ju Nian, aren't you afraid of falling to death?"

Of course Ju Nian was afraid, but she was even more afraid of death in Han Shu's hands. She landed in a panic, her hands and feet landed at the same time, but she successfully slipped away before the hawk arrived. From then on, Ju Nian automatically adjusted the alarm clock at home for fifteen minutes, and she never repeated this kind of desperate career. Until the first semester was coming to an end, Ju Nian was not late again. However, one day Han Shu checked the school emblem and cared for the first time: "Xie Ju Nian, why didn't you jump over the wall?"

Ju Nian answered honestly: "I'm afraid of falling to death."

She didn't know why Han Shu showed a disappointed expression. Until the final exam was over, the day before the holiday, all the teachers and students in the school worked together. Some people pulled weeds under the wall in the corner of the experimental building. As they pulled them out, they dug out a small pit that was knee-deep, which was covered with weeds. The students in the pit were all guessing what they were for. Some said they were hiding treasures, some said they were catching mice, and only Ju Nian quietly shed a drop of cold sweat. She took advantage of no one's attention and observed the terrain. Isn't the location of the pit the place where she was when she jumped over the wall?

As far as Ju Nian knows, Han Shu is very busy. After class, he has to participate in English interest classes, Olympic mathematics training classes, music interest camps and badminton practice. In short, he is a good student with no skills. So when, what tools did he use, what mentality, and what purpose did he dig such a pit? Ju Nian couldn't figure it out, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he felt scared when he thought of this.
Chapter completed!