Now three years later, the development of the capital is very different.
After Ning Meng searched down the route on the Internet, she took the subway and went directly to the vicinity of No. 1 Middle School.
There is still some subway money for this.
It was past four o'clock there, and the first middle school hadn't finished school yet, so there were no people at the school gate, just some people passing by.
Ning Meng saw the store next to her at a glance.
There was still a poster she had drawn by Shi Qi before hanging in front of the store. It might have been pasted with layers of film, and it was not damaged.
Far away, you can see the colorful colors.
Thinking about it, time is not far away, it was just a blink of an eye for her, and for people in this world, years have passed.
Although Liang Fengmei has only been a mother and daughter for more than half a year, the relationship between the two is very good. She was an orphan before and wanted to have parents. Liang Fengmei can be said to have fulfilled her wish.
Even think of her as Ningning.
Occasionally a few people in front of the store bought food and then left. Liang Fengmei's figure was clearly visible, busy.
Ning Meng took a deep breath and walked over there.
She is now Meng Ning's body, and Liang Fengmei definitely can't recognize her.
When I approached, I found that the decoration inside the store has been completely new, very small, fresh, and very clean. There are some decorations on the glass doors, which are very different from the previous ones.
The window here is transparent, and there are more kinds of snacks on it.
Liang Fengmei was making snacks over there, and saw someone stopping in front of her store, looking up and asking: "Would you like something to eat?"
Ning Meng recovered, ordered a few at random, and said, "That's it. Eat here and put some spicy."
"Okay." Liang Fengmei quickly took it off. "The girl comes in and sits. There are tables and chairs inside, and I'm tired from standing outside."
Ning Meng pushed the door in.
Of course, the space in the store has not changed. Even if it is renovated, you can still see some of the previous appearance, as well as the aisle leading to the back.
There is a photo hanging on the wall, which she used to take with Liang Fengmei, but it is now framed.
Seeing it is still a bit like a dream.
The snacks were served quickly. Ning Meng took a deep breath with the fragrance that accompanied me every day, something I would eat after school in the evening and self-study.
Liang Fengmei suddenly said, "You are a bit like my daughter."
Seeing the girl in front of her was taken aback, she quickly explained: "It's just that the eyebrows are a bit like, no other meaning."
Liang Fengmei was a little embarrassed and said, "My daughter has been dead for a long time. I didn't expect to see someone who looks like this today."
Ning Meng said, "It's all right."
When Liang Fengmei left, she gulped, and it was still as delicious as before.
When the payment was finished, the school outside was just over. The students came out in a swarm, and many people entered the shop, twittering.
She watched for a while, ready to leave.
Pushing the door happened to ran into the dean of teaching. He didn't notice Ning Meng at all, but went directly to Liang Fengmei to help her get things.
Liang Fengmei said, "You go and change your clothes. You can't wear a suit."
Lin Yousheng said, "Why not?"
The words of the two people don't say much, and they can only hear them if they are close. The students here should be used to them, and they have no reaction, and they will obediently call the teacher good.
It seems that the two people are already together.
Ning Meng was also relieved.
When I returned to the dormitory, there was only Xiaolian left in it.
There is another course in the evening. Although it is an elective, the teacher likes to roll the call. Meng Ning has already absent from class once because of part-time job, so she can no longer absent from class.
Seeing her come back, Yu Xiaolian didn't say a word, she just took a look and climbed into the bed, pulling the curtain to do her own thing.
Yu Xiaolian is probably the only one in the dormitory who treats Meng Ning slightly better. This is just ignoring and not touching.
The other two are more fierce and often verbally sarcasm.
Ning Meng rubbed her temples. Meng Ning's previous life was really miserable. She had never experienced such a life, and she would have to find a part-time job in the future.
Making money is the most important.
After staying in the bathroom for so long, naturally, she couldn't sleep well. Ning Meng climbed into bed, set the alarm clock, and pulled the curtain directly to sleep.
The alarm clock went off at six.
Ning Meng got enough sleep and got up from the bed.
It was getting dark outside. She got out of bed and found out the elective books, and found that Yu Xiaolian had already left, and she was the only one in the dormitory.
Meng Ning seldom takes care of herself. Her hair is also the simplest ponytail. She doesn't cut her bangs when it grows. She hides her eyes. Sometimes she blinks and touches her.
Ning Meng looked in the mirror for a while, frowned and clipped her bangs, revealing her smooth and white forehead, her entire face exposed.
Although the noodles in clear soup are better than the average person, the main thing is that the skin is white, tender and smooth, without any acne or freckles.
The eyebrows are naturally thin and black, so there is no need to repair them.
Ning Meng thinks that if she puts on her make-up well, she might look better than Li Jiao, and Gu Nanqian can't compare it.
And it's quite suitable for pretending to be poor.
"... I feel sorry for me?" she muttered.
Next time she met Gu Nanqian, she also pretended to be pitiful, and then cried to her.
Ning Meng made an expression in the mirror, imitating Gu Nanqian's red eyes, rubbed the corners of her eyes, frowned slightly, and pinched herself.
Unexpectedly, Meng Ning's body was afraid of pain, so Ning Meng howled in pain.
When I looked in the mirror again, I was surprised by the look inside.
The clothes I wore today were a bit generous, and when I hung them on my body, I looked very thin. With the appearance of tears and red eyes, my slapped face was weak and pity.
There is a feeling of abuse.
Ning Meng was suddenly messed up in the wind.
This can completely replace Gu Nanqian and become a new generation of Xiaobaihua.
She quickly put on a normal expression, looked at the serious look inside, and thought: This is the correct way to open.
…
It was already half past six when I arrived at the teaching building, and classes were about to go in ten minutes.
This session was in the large classroom. Ning Meng was late and left the first row. The back was completely occupied. The girls sat together in twos and threes.
Seeing her come in, most people turned their gazes, their eyes were different, and some people who were talking stopped talking.
How could this Meng Ning be a little different today.
Normally at this time, I would definitely go straight in with my head down and go straight to the first row. Cool running still walks so calmly now.
Not long after Ning Meng sat down, he saw a boy squatting there in the corner.
He looks ordinary, a little thin, wears glasses, and feels eager to learn. It would be great if he could swallow his tongue.
This is a hanged ghost.
Ning Meng could see the black energy spreading around him at a glance, but he seemed to know nothing, holding a book and a pen, struggling to write.
Very serious, even Meng Ninglai can't match it.
Sure enough, there are still more ghosts in the university, but this is not terrible. There are many people now. Although there are many girls in the Foreign Languages Institute, they must not dare to shoot.
She guessed that this ghost might have been a student of this college before, and then hanged to death. Because he loves to study, he stayed here to listen to the class.
Why is it so uncomfortable
Ning Meng retracted her gaze and read the book obediently. She touched Meng Ning's book once, if she didn't understand anything in class later, wouldn't it be bad.
After reading the book for a while, she couldn't stand it anymore. She was still thinking about the hanged ghost. When he looked over there, he was still working diligently.
Meng Ning is just coming to the freshman year, she must not know what happened before, and there is no such thing in her memory, indicating that it was before she enrolled in school.
Ning Meng took out her phone and searched, and she saw a piece of news below, which was five years ago.
"... It is reported that due to poor family background, Li couldn't support tuition, and the part-time job was not enough. Originally, his excellent grades in his hometown reached C. The stool was very common and he was in the middle level. He couldn't get the scholarship. So he chose to hang himself because he was frustrated. The police found his suicide note..."
Ning Meng: "..."
What a strong will.
Even if I'm a ghost, I still want to study hard and get a scholarship.
Suddenly there was a person sitting next to her. She turned her head and was dazzled by Gu Nanqian, and silently moved a seat aside.
Gu Nanqian was full of wounds and said, "Meng Ning, do you hate me so much? Or do you want to forgive me for being unintentional?"
Ning Meng knew she would say that, and looked down at her book.
Anyway, as soon as she said that she would definitely have to say it, then she kept repeating it again and again, and her brain circuit was a little different from her own.
"Meng Ning, how are you thinking about the part-time job I told you?" No reply, Gu Nanqian was not discouraged, and frowned again and said: "You must not just give up on yourself, this part-time salary is not bad. It can make your living conditions better."
After a pause, she said again, "Meng Ning, don't be so angry because you don't forgive or believe me. I will never do this in the future."
Gu Nanqian eagerly touched her arm, "I'm really worried about your body. You see you have lost a lot of weight. Haven't you eaten well recently?"
Ning Meng took the trouble and was about to refute. Coincidentally, the class bell rang, and she simply changed her words: "Class is now, please be a good student who doesn't speak."
Gu Nanqian was stunned by what she said.
The two girls behind him couldn't see it, and they said directly, "Gu Nancy, what you are so kind to do, is treated like a donkey's liver and lungs."
The girl next to her also took over: "You all know her true face, why don't you get on it, don't be so kind, Meng Ning will just take you."
Ning Meng really wanted to say something swearing.
Why did she take Gu Nancy away? She made her own way from start to finish, talking a lot of nonsense and wasting time.
Also kind, I'm afraid it means something else.
Gu Nanqian turned her head, her face full of tolerance and sadness, "Don't say that, Meng Ning just can't accept the current situation, she is a good girl."
The two girls said together: "Haha."
Ning Meng: "..." Can she do the same
It's really annoying.
Fortunately, because of her refusal to speak, Gu Nanqian spoke for a while, and with tears in her tears, she left injured and went a little further away.
Ning Meng almost laughed a few times.
The two girls behind him glared at her together, then changed the subject, chatting on their own, with a loud voice.
"Why the teacher is not coming now, usually this time is already here, he likes to come early to take up time."
"It should be a delay. With his character, he will definitely not be late."
"I heard that there is a student under the teacher who is a few years older than us. He is very handsome. I don't know if it is true. I have never seen it before. What is his name? Damn, I forgot to ask."
"There are no handsome guys this year. The one in the sports academy is said to be school grass, but in fact it is scum. Don't imagine, handsome guys are fake."
Unexpectedly the next moment, the door was pushed open.
The person who came in was tall and straight, holding a book, wearing a white shirt, neatly and meticulously, with green eyes like colored glaze, shining, and hidden emotions.
The incandescent light was very bright, falling on his face, his original appearance that was too beautiful and delicate was faded away because of his expressionless face, making his whole person serious and abstinence.
The original teacher was an old professor, very strict.
It was in sharp contrast with the people who came in now, and attracted the eyes of more than 100 people in the entire large classroom.
There are only dozens of boys in the outer courtyard, most of them are very ordinary, and they are not worthy of the current man's heartstrings, and they have deep memories.
Generally aggressive.
The girls who were the first to respond began to inquire about him at the same table, and wondered how he came in today. Could it be the new teacher
Ning Meng held her face and said with emotion: Seventeen is still so beautiful.
The high school used to be quite beautiful, the longer the better, but in just three years, the height has jumped a lot, the facial features are more refined, like a beautiful fairy.
Although it is wrong to describe him with these words, it really fits.
The girl behind her exclaimed, "Is this our new teacher? Who is it?"
The person next to me murmured: "...how do I feel like I have seen it somewhere? It seems to be the teacher's side..."
Students and teachers are separated. Freshmen don't like to go to teachers, so there is little contact between them, and it is not clear.
Shi Qi had already stood on the stage, put the book in place, looked around below, and withdrew his gaze very indifferently.
In the end, he suddenly settled in the front row.
After a long time, he looked away, opened his book, and said formulaically: "Professor Wang has something to do, I will substitute for the lesson."
Ning Meng blinked.
I didn't expect to hear her grandson's lesson one day. It really is... Such a teacher, it is estimated that the students' eyes will be on his face during the class.
For example, the girls behind her.
Ning Meng occupies the first row alone, left and right are empty, she doesn't even dare to be in a daze, there is a slight sense of embarrassment.
"Teacher, what's your name?" someone at the back of the classroom said suddenly, "Introduce yourself."
Ning Meng realized that it was Li Jiao, and she squeezed her throat specially.
Shi Qi didn't even look at it, and said directly: "Page 39."
Li Jiao stood there alone, her face flushed with laughter from the people around her, she sat down suddenly and gave a cold snort.
…
"I asked, my name is Shi Qi... Wow, this name is really nice, now under Professor Wang... 21 years old, single!"
"Is there a WeChat account?"
"No, she said that the privacy is very strong. The senior sister is his former classmate, and there is no WeChat account. Surely we can't get it?"
single? very good.
Ning Meng, who overheard, showed a motherly smile.
This way, she didn't live up to what she said at the beginning and study hard every day. It seems to be useful.
It’s better to keep the WeChat account secret.
This class is English Literature. It is basically characters and related works. There are also some environmental backgrounds at the time. The whole course is in English.
Shi Qi didn't speak fast, but for a group of freshmen, it was still a bit difficult. At least Ning Meng could only understand one or two sentences after listening for a long time.
As for the students behind, where are they still thinking about class
Ning Meng stared at the podium, and the hanged ghost had already ran to the edge of the podium, dragging his long tongue with a look of admiration, struggling to write.
She can see densely packed words on the book in the first row.
Although he couldn't understand what he was writing, he seemed to be very easy to learn.
She looked at Shi Qi again, and happened to meet his gaze.
Ning Meng's heart shook almost instantly.
She quickly moved her eyes away, her heartbeat was very fast, and she always felt as if she was being watched, but when she turned her head to look, Shi Qi was not looking at her at all.
Ning Meng: "..."
It is she who is passionate about herself.
She is now Meng Ning's appearance, but an ordinary appearance, she must be unrecognizable, she hasn't been recognized before, don't mention it now.
Thinking of this, she cheered up and listened to the class.
Shi Qi's voice was very good, like a mountain spring falling on the ice, clear and sharp, slightly astringent, and loud, as if water was coming out.
Ning Meng was so excited to hear that, this class was a complete enjoyment, although he didn't talk much during class, just a sentence or two.
She was in a daze without knowing it.
Shi Qi turned to the next page of the book, and subconsciously looked to the first row. As expected, he saw the empty eyes and his eyes darkened.
He retracted his gaze, finished a knowledge point calmly, and opened his lips: "Ask a classmate to answer the question."
The person underneath swiftly raised a hand.
Almost ninety-nine percent of the people in the entire classroom raised their hands, and the rest were the boys who were very upset in their hearts.
And Ning Meng who was in a daze in the first row.
Ning Meng watched the Xueba ghost on the side of the podium and raised her hand, shaking her long tongue with excitement, shaking her violently.
The scene is a bit weird.
Shi Qi paused for a few seconds on Ning Meng, then said, "Meng Ning, you will answer."
At the moment when the voice fell silent, the hanged ghost flew to the first row of desks and stared at her.
Ning Meng: "..." She was a little frightened.
He subconsciously ducked back a little, and was poked in the back.
The girl's tone was resentful: "Meng Ning, get up and answer the questions quickly!"
It can be said to be very envious and jealous.
Ning Meng recovered, and she saw Shi Qi staring at him blankly on the podium, which showed that he was a little angry.
She quickly stood up and asked embarrassedly: "What's the problem?"
The corners of Shi Qi's mouth rose slightly, the arc was not obvious, and he slowly pointed to a line on the blackboard: "This."
Ning Meng looked over and said honestly, "...No."
She didn't attend the class, how did she know the answer to this question... She can't be the first row in the future, she occupied the last row earlier, um, just do it.
Seeing her white face dyed red, her small face is pitiful, and when she spoke, her voice was particularly clear: "If this is the case, then stand."
Ning Meng: "..."
She is blind and misunderstood. He is not her cute, filial grandson.
Shi Qi's eyes were reflected in fine fragments of light, emerald green, like new green buds sprouting in the forest, full of vitality.
The corners of his lips sink slightly, "Before the next class, send me this answer."
Ning Meng hadn't had time to complain about her eldest grandson. Hearing these words, she subconsciously replied, "I won't..."
The whole classroom is very quiet, even a needle can be heard falling.
Several girls said: "Teacher, I will! I can send it to you, can you give me your number?"
"Yeah, yeah, she is a bit silly, senior, I know the answer, I will add your WeChat and send it to you, you can send it now!"
The classroom suddenly turned into a pot of porridge.
The bell just rang after class, and there were noisy footsteps outside.
Ning Meng also reacted, she couldn't let these little fairies get Shiqi's number and WeChat, in case it was a bad personality.
She hurriedly whispered: "How can I send it to you? There is no contact information."
Shi Qi was unaffected and closed the book.
He and Ning Meng looked at each other with heavy eyes, and suddenly thought of another kind of thought, and said, "Don't you have it?"
The people in the classroom are all dumbfounded.
Ning Meng: "..."
She has it. She knows Shi Qi’s cell phone number and WeChat...
But that was Ningning's identity.
Or is it... Meng Ning is in contact with Shi Qi in private? Why didn't she see this part in her memory
Ning Meng suddenly panicked and glanced at him secretly.
Humph.
-"The Little Diary Book that Shi Qi Secretly Hidden"