In early summer, the morning sun shines through the lush trees on both sides of the road, leaving oval bright spots on the road.
The No. 108 bus stopped in front of the stop sign at the entrance of Fengcheng No. 12 Middle School. The back door opened, and seven or eight students in school uniforms swarmed down. Jiang Rui walked last.
The body she exchanged in this world is named Schumanman, seventeen years old this year, a sophomore in high school.
Schumann was a premature baby. He has been in poor health since childhood. He was hospitalized several times in critical condition. About half a month ago, he was unable to survive a cold and died in the middle of the night.
Her wish is very simple. Because it is a single-parent family, she hopes that her mother Shu Xiaoyun will stop being sad for her, and hope that she can find happiness.
Jiang Rui has been a Schumann for seven or eight days. Under her care, this body that looks so weak that it collapses at the touch of a button is already healthier than anyone else. It is no problem to run a marathon directly, but she Still maintaining the habit of Schumann, walking slowly and speaking softly.
The student who got off the bus in front of her had already chased her into the school gate and ran to the teaching building. She was still walking on the zebra crossing. of.
Schumann seldom sees light, her skin is pale and bloodless, and the pale blue blood vessels under her skin are clearly visible. After her recuperation, her paleness has turned into a lustrous white. She also wears a white summer school uniform. The early summer morning light shines on her body. It was as if the whole body was covered with a layer of white light.
When Jiang Rui stepped into the classroom, it was already 7:35, and it was time to start reading in five minutes. There was a lot of noise in the classroom, almost all chasing and frolic, and the sound of borrowing the homework to copy the homework, and a small number of students started spontaneously. Early self-study, completely unaffected by the noise.
Schumann was originally sitting in the second row of the third group, but there is someone in that position now.
For a long time, the row of seats is a big headache for teachers. Good students want to sit in the front, students with poor eyesight want to sit in the front, short students want to sit in the front, but those with average grades, good eyesight, Should tall people sit in the back
No matter how it is arranged, there will always be students who have opinions. No, the semester is over halfway through, and some parents have reported to the head teacher of the second and eighth class of senior high school that they hope to transfer a seat for their child.
The head teacher, Mr. Lin, simply said in the class that he will no longer arrange the next time the position is adjusted. If you don't get a good seat late, you can't say anything unfair.
At Jiang Rui's speed, she was the last one without incident. The classroom was almost full of people. She was about to see where there were still vacancies when a tall girl came out of her seat and took her hand: "You Why did you come, didn't you receive the message I sent you?"
"I see, but I can't get up, I'm sorry Jiajia." Jiang Rui apologized.
"All the good places are occupied. What do you say?" Zhang Jiajia looked anxious, but she knew Shumanman's physical condition, not to mention getting up early, it would be good to be able to catch up with the morning self-study.
"It's alright, anyway, at the end, there must be one seat left." Jiang Rui said.
"It's now, you're not in a hurry at all." Zhang Jiajia gave her a discouraged look, "I've already noticed it for you, and now only the fourth and fifth row seats are left by the window, but Look who's sitting next to you?"
Jiang Rui followed what she said and looked over. There was a boy sitting next to that seat. At this time, he was lying on the table and sleeping, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
Zhang Jiajia lowered her voice, "It's Yan Zhao, do you dare to sit with him?"
Yan Zhao is a famous person in Fengcheng Twelve Middle School. Because of his good-looking face, when the first year of high school was just entering the school, there was a second- and third-year senior sister who deliberately ran to the door of the classroom to watch the freshman who was said to be handsome and cool. But as well-known as his handsome, is his bad temper. No matter who he talks to, he has a fierce tone. There are also rumors that his family is a gangster, and fights will kill him.
Regardless of whether the underworld fight is true or not, the good students in the class have always kept a distance from Yan Zhao, including Schumann, who has been a classmate for more than a year, and the two of them never said a word.
Coincidentally, Jiang Rui's goal here was Yan Zhao.
The current result is not what she did on purpose. Schumann had a hard time getting up early due to physical reasons. Although Jiang Rui was able to get up, she did not deliberately get up early to occupy a seat for fear of worrying Shu Xiaoyun. As she said before, anyway. With so many people in the class and so many seats, there will always be the next one vacant, but I didn't expect it to be so vacant.
"Are you scared?" Zhang Jiajia shook her hand, "otherwise, let's go to Teacher Lin."
Jiang Rui shook her head, "Mr. Lin said before that he won't care about the seat, and I think the seat is pretty good. It's bright and cool by the window."
"But Yan Zhao is sitting next to him, will he hit someone?" Zhang Jiajia was worried.
Jiang Rui smiled and said, "Why did he hit me for no reason? It's not so unreasonable, right?"
"Who knows? He has such a bad temper." Zhang Jiajia muttered, but there was no other way now, she added: "Let's go, I'll go with you, if he dares to beat someone, I, I will... I will Grab his face!" He said, revealing his nine-yin white-bone claws.
Jiang Rui thumped and took her hand towards the fourth group.
Many students in the class looked at the two of them, and when they discovered their destination, they became even more curious.
The distance between the front and rear tables in the class is not narrow, but Yan Zhao is lying there sleeping, and if Jiang Rui thinks of the seat inside, she must wake someone up. Looking at his usual fierce appearance, if he fell asleep and was woken up, he would not be more fierce
Zhang Jiajia began to hesitate again, "Let's look for a teacher?"
"Let's try it first, if he is really fierce, then go to the teacher." Jiang Rui reassured her.
She walked in, bent down slightly and shouted softly, "Classmate Yan? Classmate Yan..."
Probably because her voice was relatively low and the classroom was noisy again, Yan Zhao did not wake up. Seeing that it was almost time for early self-study, Jiang Rui pursed her lower lip, bent her finger, and tapped three times on the table, "Student Yan?"
When he knocked it for the second time, he finally had a reaction. Jiang Rui only felt a flash in front of him. The person who was sleeping on his stomach just now stood up like a violent tiger. The oppression, the impatient and fierce face is even more frightening, Zhang Jiajia immediately let out a low cry and took two steps back.
Fortunately, although he looked irritable, he didn't really hit anyone, staring at Jiang Rui with bloodshot eyes.
Jiang Rui took a step back, then raised her head to look at him, with a bit of apology on her white face, "I'm sorry for waking you up, can you please let me go a little? I want to sit inside."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a roar around him. Although it is up to you to choose which seat to sit in, so far, there has been no situation where boys and girls are at the same table, so why not let a group of teenagers get excited
Yan Zhao clicked his tongue, left his seat and strode out of the classroom, looking at the direction to go to the bathroom.
Jiang Rui's expression did not change, and she put her schoolbag on the table by the window.
Zhang Jiajia glared at the coaxing person, patted her chest and leaned over, "You scared me to death, Manman, you are so bold, you dare to talk to him."
"If you don't tell him what to do, you can't sit in the corridor for class." Jiang Rui made a joke.
Zhang Jiajia shook her head, "I'd rather have class in the corridor. The bell is about to ring, I'll go back first, and I'll find you after class."
Jiang Rui nodded and took out Chinese and English books from her schoolbag.
Yan Zhao waited for the bell to ring before returning to the classroom. It seemed that he had washed his face, there were still drops of water on his face, and the chest of the school uniform was wet. He didn't even look at Jiang Rui, he threw a book out of his schoolbag and lay down again.
It was not the first time for Jiang Rui to be a student, but both of them were students, and it was the first time she met him, or in other words, it was the first time she saw him when she was a teenager.
She looks tall and big, and has the posture of an adult, and she has a fierce look, but no matter how she looks at it, she feels that she is still tender, as if she is still in the second phase of middle school.
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Jiang Rui: Yo~little brother.
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