"The eighth typhoon 'Lion Rock' will make landfall on the coast of Wenchang, Qionghai and Wanning on September 5 at tropical storm level. Our city is currently 56 kilometers away from it. The typhoon will enter the Beibu Gulf at night. It is expected that there will be showers to heavy rain today and tomorrow..."
With a "click", Lin Weixia turned off the radio, then brought the over-scalding porridge to the dining table. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch the tip of her ear, then pulled out a stool and sat down.
The porridge was steaming. The middle-aged woman took the spoon and drank two mouthfuls of porridge. Then she remembered something and asked, "Weixia, today is the day you transfer to Shenzhen High School, right?"
"Yes." Lin Weixia filled a bowl of lily and pork ribs soup and handed it to her.
"Shenzhen High School is great, Weixia, you have brought honor to our Lin family." Ms. Lin couldn't help but sound proud.
Ms. Lin's main business is selling wholesale fruits. In recent years, Ms. Lin has firmly occupied a place in the fruit market in Shuiwei with her loud voice and smooth attitude.
Although the market competition has been fierce in recent years, Ms. Lin's business is still good thanks to her years of hard work and accumulated connections, and she then opened a fruit shop.
In Nanjiang, everyone knows Shenlan No. 1 High School. It is a private high school with a high-quality teaching staff and teaching model, which mainly focuses on curriculum education and arts and sports. The rate of admission to key universities is as high as 80%.
Some people even joked that entering Shenzhen High School means having one foot in the doorstep of a famous university.
Many parents in Nanjiang are trying their best to send their children to Shenzhen High School, but this private high school not only limits the number of admissions, but also has strict written tests and interviews, and the high tuition fees make most people discouraged.
Most of those who stayed were born in Rome.
Some people also say that entering Shenzhen High School means a class jump.
In order to obtain the best students, Shenzhen High School recruits several students with excellent academic performance every year. Most importantly, it was Shenzhen High School that took the initiative to extend an olive branch to Lin Weixia and waived her tuition and miscellaneous fees.
It is a school that everyone wants to go to but cannot, but her own child was able to go there easily. As a parent, Ms. Lin proudly spread the news early on.
Now everyone in Shuiwei Lane knows that Lin Weixia has entered Shenzhen High School.
"However, Weixia, when the freshmen were enrolled, didn't Shenzhen High School contact you? Didn't you refuse at that time? Why do you want to transfer this time?" Ms. Lin asked.
Lin Weixia was about to answer when the door opened with a click, and a tall, thin shadow hung down and landed on a corner of the table.
Gao Hang opened his sleepy eyes, yawned and glanced at the table: "No way, can it be more vegetarian? Sister, at least throw some minced meat into the porridge."
He just entered junior high school and had morning self-study later than Lin Weixia, so he got up later too.
"I want to drink boat porridge. Mom, give me some money and I'll go out to eat." Gao Hang turned around and spoke to his mother.
Ms. Lin immediately gave him a few bills. Gao Hang took them and walked towards the entrance in three or two steps. He squatted down to change his sneakers and prepared to go out.
Lin Weixia took a boiled egg from the bone dish and was peeling the eggshell carefully. She said in a calm and threatening voice: "Then don't eat the food I cook in the future."
Gao Hang paused while pulling the heel of his shoe, and immediately turned back to return the money to his mother. He sat down obediently and said with a playful smile: "How can that be? Your cooking is so delicious."
Lin Weixia ignored him, finished the soy milk at hand, glanced at the wall clock, and said softly: "I'm going to school, aunt."
With a bang, the security door slammed shut due to inertia. Lin Weixia looked outside. It had rained, and the air smelled of salty seawater.
Nanjiang is a coastal city with a climate of long summers and short winters. Affected by the typhoon, there were showers last night. The ground was wet, and large pieces of deep red petals and leaves fell from the trunks of the tall Delonix regia trees, snaking all the way.
The ground is full of red.
Lin Weixia bumped into her neighbors from Shuiwei Lane on the road and greeted them one by one in a gentle voice. The strap of her schoolbag slipped off her shoulder, so she simply picked up the black schoolbag in her hands. When she lowered her head, she suddenly remembered that she had not answered her aunt's question yet.
Why do you want to go to Shenzhen High School again
Thinking of this, there was a slight emotional fluctuation in Lin Weixia's eyes, but it disappeared very quickly.
—Now I have a reason to go.
Lin Weixia arrived at Shenzhen High School. When she walked into the gate, she almost lost her way because of the magnificent building and intricate layout. Fortunately, she had prepared a map in advance.
After completing a series of complicated admission procedures, the bell for morning reading rang. The head teacher was a thin man in his thirties, wearing an old-fashioned white long-sleeved shirt. From the back, you could vaguely see that he was wearing a sweatshirt underneath. He was so thin that his bones were visible.
"Your overall grades are quite high. The teacher is looking forward to your next performance," the head teacher smiled and was looking for paper to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Suddenly, a tissue was handed to him. He was stunned and took it with a smile. "
Facing the teacher's praise, Lin Weixia was much calmer: "Thank you, teacher. I will work hard."
"You have just arrived in this environment, so there will definitely be some things that you are not used to. If you have any questions, just ask a teacher," said Liu Xiping.
"good."
This sentence was not perfunctory. To be fair, when Liu Xiping saw Lin Weixia, he developed a liking for her that a teacher has for his student.
Especially after looking at her student resume, I found that she had all A's in her grades and credits. Although her science subjects were a bit weak, her overall scores were still at the top. She even won the first prize in the National Chinese Composition Competition last year.
Coincidentally, among the essay competition collections published by the school for students, the one he appreciated the most was the model essay written by Lin Weixia.
In addition, Lin Weixia exudes an almost adult-like calm demeanor, neither arrogant nor impatient, which is exactly what a middle school student lacks.
Liu Xiping led Lin Weixia into the classroom. The moment they entered, Lin Weixia felt a strong magnetic force enveloping the environment. It was obviously a magnetic force that had existed for a long time and no one could change it.
Because it was a break, the classroom was a little noisy. The boys in the back row were sitting on their chairs, leaning back with their two legs resting on the ground, chatting and laughing.
A few girls wearing school uniforms, black knee-high socks and elegant temperament gathered together to chat, supporting their chins and laughing cutely from time to time.
There were also people sitting quietly in their seats doing their homework, their expressions looking unaffected by anything.
Liu Xiping knocked on the table with his ruler: "Everyone, be quiet. It's the new semester of the second year of high school. We have a new transfer student. Please introduce yourself."
"Hello everyone, my name is Lin Weixia, please give me your guidance in the future." Lin Weixia said.
The classroom had long since quieted down following the head teacher's command, but no one paid attention to the podium. Everyone was doing their own thing and no one paid attention to Lin Weixia's arrival.
Lin Weixia didn't care and was about to walk down from the podium to ask the head teacher where her seat was. In the overly quiet classroom atmosphere, a voice emerged, the voice was not loud, but full of sarcasm.
"Ha, it must be Student F."
Then, like an ant nest collapsing, a series of small laughters broke out, spreading out in all directions, and the area became wider and wider. Liu Xiping obviously noticed this, and was about to speak out to stop it.
Lin Weixia didn't seem to be affected at all. Her voice was gentle: "Teacher, where should I sit?"
"You can sit in any empty seat, and we will change them later," Liu Xiping's attention was drawn back, "ask the monitor for a copy of the textbook list."
Just then, a head popped out from the front door and said, "Lao Liu, the director is looking for you." Then he left in a hurry.
Lin Weixia stood in the aisle carrying a black schoolbag. She raised her eyelashes and glanced at the only two empty seats in the classroom. After comparison, she decided to choose the window seat in the second to last row of the fourth group. There happened to be a large area of green outside the window, and the table was very clean. The shadow of the fiddle-leaf fig planted in the garden outside fell on a corner of the table.
Next to the empty table was another table. The books stacked on the table were a little messy, and the cold handwriting on the test paper could be vaguely seen.
Lin Weixia walked towards the table, and her classmates, who had been indifferent to her, suddenly looked over at her, their eyes almost piercing through her back.
There was a girl leaning against the table and chatting diagonally opposite. After her companion poked her arm, she still had a smile on her face, stared at her, and the corners of her mouth slowly flattened. The signal sent by her body was hostility.
It seemed as if he would rush over to confront her in the next second.
When Lin Weixia lowered her eyes and was thinking about whether to sit in this seat, there was a "clang" and the back door was kicked open. A tall and thin boy with a crew cut stood at the door. He raised his hand and threw something.
The basketball moved in a parabolic trajectory and landed steadily in the trash basket in the corner.
The boy swaggered in, and a girl next to him covered her nose and complained in disgust: "Ning Chao, can you take a shower after playing ball? You stink!"
Ning Chao was walking, he stopped and walked in front of the girl, raised his arm, showing his white teeth: "What do you know? This is called manliness, if you don't believe me, smell it again."
"Ah!" The girl pinched her nose and ran away from the scene in despair.
Ning Chao casually draped his school uniform jacket over his shoulders, his pink T-shirt was soaked with sweat. He whistled as he walked to his seat and sat down in a cross-legged position.
If he wasn't still wearing the Shenzhen High School uniform, people would have believed that he was a gangster from an off-campus vocational high school.
Ning Chao lifted a corner of his pink T-shirt to let in the cool breeze, and blew it hard. He happened to see the confrontation and said nonchalantly, "You can sit next to me. There's an empty seat next to me."
"Okay, thank you." Lin Weixia said.
The tense atmosphere disappeared in an instant.
Everything returned to calm.
Shenzhen High School pays more attention to copyright protection of its textbooks, so individuals have to take a list and purchase them outside the school. Now Lin Weixia only has two Chandler novels in her schoolbag, but it doesn't seem right to just read novels on the first day of school.
Ning Chao's desk was filled with several test papers, very messy, some of which were just handed out. Lin Weixia took a look and saw a bright red score of -23 points.
"Are you also admitted by Shenzhen University like me?" Lin Weixia tried hard to organize her words.
Ning Chao was sorting out the test papers. Hearing this, he gave a mocking smile: "I can tell from the first glance that you are an excellent student. Don't you know? In order to maintain its reputation, Shenzhen High School recruits a small number of students with social concerns every year."
"That's me." Ning Chao shrugged indifferently.
He is Student F.
After Lin Weixia finished packing and asked Ning Chao who was the class monitor, she went to ask for the textbook list. Coincidentally, the class monitor's seat was empty, with only her deskmate there.
"Hello, where is the class monitor? I came to ask her for a list of teaching materials." Lin Weixia asked, leaning forward slightly.
The girl turned around, resting her slender elbows on the table, exuding a faint fragrance. She talked to the person sitting behind her, smiling from time to time without pausing for a moment.
It seemed as if he didn't hear Lin Weixia speak.
Lin Weixia's emotions were not affected at all. She tapped the table with her slender white fingers. Her speech was interrupted, and the girl finally looked up at her without saying anything.
"Hello, where is the class monitor? I came to ask her for a list of teaching materials." Lin Weixia repeated the question patiently.
“I don’t know.” The girl replied.
"Then you know--" Lin Weixia's question was interrupted because the girl quickly turned around and spoke, and her posture seemed as if she was afraid to waste even one more second on herself.
These people clearly didn't do anything, but it was only the first day, and Lin Weixia felt the sense of superiority from another class before she even officially confronted them.
Lin Weixia had to give up and went back to class when the bell rang. During class, Lin Weixia and Ning Chao shared a book, but the teacher had been talking for less than five minutes when Ning Chao fell asleep with his head resting on his arm, not afraid of the class at all.
The teacher on the stage glanced at him and continued teaching.
Lin Weixia didn't expect that her first friend here would be a girl at the table in front of her. Her pencil case just fell to the ground, and Lin Weixia leaned over to pick it up, and saw a friendly face.
The girl was short, with shoulder-length hair and wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. She took it and smiled.
Not long after, the girl threw a note to her. Lin Weixia unfolded it and saw the girl's beautiful handwriting: My name is Fang Mo, thank you for helping me pick up the pen just now. You were really close to offend those A students just now. You don't know that there is someone sitting in that seat. He doesn't want to sit at the same table with him, and those girls also protected the seat next to him and didn't let anyone get close.
Ps: You are so white, and that part of your face is so special. You are also very beautiful.
Fang Mo also wrote a bold exclamation mark at the end, and Lin Weixia lowered her head and wrote a reply.
—Thank you, you are cute too.
After class, the classroom became noisy again. Lin Weixia went to the bathroom alone. When she was about to push the door open and leave, she heard a conversation outside.
"He didn't come today, so all my makeup was in vain." The girl complained softly.
This voice sounded familiar. Lin Weixia had just heard it in the classroom. Then someone snorted and laughed. The girl unscrewed the lipstick and sighed as she applied it:
"In his eyes, besides basketball, he only cares about astronomy. How can he care about you?"
"Why don't you go to the observatory and wait for him? Anyway, the school's observatory belongs to him alone and no one can enter. Then you can take off your clothes-"
"You're going to die—"
There seemed to be a commotion, the faucet made a gurgling sound, water droplets swayed in the air, and then laughter gradually faded away. Lin Weixia finally pushed the door open, washed her hands in silence, and finally rolled up the paper towel and threw it into the trash can.
Lin Weixia walked back to the classroom. When she reached the back door, she saw from afar a girl sitting in the front row. A group of people surrounded the girl, and they had completely lost their previous rivalry. From their expressions and body movements, Lin Weixia judged.
This is a kind of flattery.
She should be the "queen" of this group, and the others are followers.
The girl sitting in the middle is very beautiful and thin, as thin as a model. Her beauty is like a ruler with a scale, domineering and within measurement.
Her long brown curly hair was draped over her shoulders, revealing a charming curve. She was also wearing a school uniform, and the white mother-of-pearl four-leaf clover bracelet on her wrist shone brightly under the refraction of the sun.
Lin Weixia stopped and stood at the back door. The girl turned around as if by telepathy, her facial features finally became clear, bright and delicate, and she said in a surprised voice:
"Wei Xia!"
"Scarlett." Lin Weixia replied with a smile.
Lin Weixia noticed that the faces of the girls around Liu Sijia had changed slightly. She walked over and Liu Sijia held her arm and said, "I asked for a class leave today. I didn't see you just now and thought you were lying about coming to Shenzhen High School."
"Scarlett, do you know each other?"
Compared to her previous enthusiasm for Lin Weixia, Liu Sijia's voice was much colder: "Well, I met her outside of school."
She owed Lin Weixia a favor before.
"In that case, then Scarlett's friends are our friends," the previously indifferent girl immediately took Lin Weixia's arm and said in a friendly tone, "The monitor gave me the list, Weixia, I'll go shopping with you after school."
"No need, just give me the list." Lin Weixia's voice was soft, and she didn't care about what happened before.
Liu Sijia was annoyed by their noise, so she dragged Lin Weixia to the corridor to breathe fresh air. Liu Sijia held her chin up and said, "I didn't expect you to come."
"I didn't expect that either." Lin Weixia said slowly, looking at the distance.
"I'll take you to buy textbooks later." Liu Sijia said.
Liu Sijia chatted with her and said, "But your written test score is quite high. You are only two points behind the best student in our school."
"Which one?" Lin Weixia replied.
When this question was raised, the queen, who had been so arrogant, seemed to have been paused. She lowered her raised neck a little, and then spoke again as if unintentionally.
But Lin Weixia was sensitive enough to notice that her breath was unstable for a moment when she mentioned that name, so she said:
—Ban Sheng.