Just when Li Jiahua was thinking about whether to go out and find someone to help, fearing that he would not be able to take care of Ming Wuxiang alone, Ming Wuxiang who was lying on the bed suddenly took a deep breath and sat up abruptly from the bed.
Ming Wuxiang's sudden movement made Li Jiahua, who was watching him cautiously, back subconsciously in fright, and subconsciously took a hint of caution in his tone of voice after reacting.
"Ming Wuxiang, Daoist, that, are you okay?"
Although immersed in his own thoughts, Li Jiahua's actions were clearly noticed. He raised his hand and rubbed the facial muscles that had been tense all night, turned his head and said to Li Jiahua who was worried about him: "It's okay, I'm fine with your Daoist."
Ming Wuxiang regretted why he didn't come back sooner. In fact, he also understood that it was God's blessing to be able to return to this world again. , Died twice and couldn't die, it was really smoke from the ancestral grave, how could he complain.
The dead are gone, and the living who remain in the world live strong, which is the greatest reward for those who care about themselves.
Thinking of this, Ming Wuxiang raised his head and looked at Fa Xiao, whom he hadn't seen in almost a hundred years. The memory of getting along for more than 20 years, even if there is a century of barriers in the world of cultivating immortals, it is so clear in retrospect now.
Li Jiahua at the bedside, heard Ming Wuxiang's tone of response was the same as usual, just breathed a sigh of relief, and then met the other party's suspiciously nostalgic gaze, Li Jiahua didn't know what to say for a while. I haven't seen you for more than a month, why did Daoist become so weird...
Sensing the change in the other party's eyes, Ming Wuxiang coughed, and put away the nostalgia in his eyes embarrassingly.
"Ahem, I'm going to sign up today, what time is it?" Ming Wuxiang still remembers some things, but forgets some small things, restraining his exposed emotions, Ming Wuxiang directly changed the topic.
"Nine o'clock, but the old class asked those of us who returned to school early to arrive at eight o'clock to help move the new books or something." Li Jiahua didn't ask any strange and obvious questions, and after answering, he still asked a little uncertainly, "You really didn't question?"
"Really not, let's go together later." Ming Wuxiang, the third-year class, vaguely remembered that it was on the fifth floor of the new teaching building. As for the appearance of the class teacher, it was a bit vague, so it would be more convenient to go with Li Jiahua.
"Okay, I asked. The dining hall is open this morning, so you don't have to go out to the snack street to buy food. You have plenty of time."
The food in the canteen of No. 2 Middle School tastes pretty good, with flavors from all over the world, and there will never be such dark dishes as fried mooncakes with tomatoes. According to gossip, the cafeteria is so powerful that the principal wants to compete with No. 1 Middle School. As for whether it is true, the students of No. 2 Middle School don't care, as long as the food is good.
The snack street mentioned by Li Jiahua is a local specialty food street two streets away from the back gate of the No. 2 Middle School campus. There is no shortage of sweet snacks, barbecues, etc., and the price is not expensive. It is quite famous in the flower market.
Hearing that he was going to class at eight o'clock, Ming Wuxiang didn't stay on the bed anymore, changed his clothes and went to the balcony to tidy up his personal hygiene.
The student dormitory of the No. 2 Middle School is a four-person room, with an independent bathroom and toilet, and a small balcony. Air conditioners, water heaters, drinking machines, washing machines, etc. are all equipped, comparable to a small apartment. As for why the school pays such a large amount of money, please refer to the gossip above.
Take care of yourself, Ming Wuxiang and Li Jiahua closed the door of the dormitory. Although it is the time for student registration today, it is still early, and the two of them don't need to queue up to buy breakfast in the dining hall. It's about ten minutes before we arrive at Class Three (Five) of Senior High School.
It was said to gather at 8 o'clock, when the two approached, they saw that the door of the classroom had been opened, and there was a middle-aged man with a little bald head sitting on the podium, intently looking at the handouts in his hands.
"Old Ban, Happy New Year." Li Jiahua saw the middle-aged man sitting on the podium in the classroom, and greeted him very warmly.
The middle-aged man was Tao Tong, the head teacher of Ming Wuxiang's third (five) class of high school. Teacher Tao has a good relationship with the students in his class, and can make some harmless jokes, but if he is strict, he can also restrain the naughty ones in the class.
Hearing the voice of greeting coming from the door, Teacher Tao put down the handout and turned to look over. Seeing that Li Jiahua and Ming Wuxiang had arrived so early, a smile appeared on their faces, "Happy New Year." His eyes paused on Ming Wuxiang before he got into trouble with Li Jiahua, one of the favorite people in the class. joked.
"Student Li Jiahua, the New Year's holiday has passed. Last semester, your grades have dropped a bit. There is still half a year left before the college entrance examination. You can't relax. Did you seriously review during the Chinese New Year? How are you doing the exercises?"
"Don't, don't, I know I'm wrong, my head teacher, please let me go." Li Jiahua's academic performance is not bad, and he is at the upper-middle level in the class. In addition, he has a sweet mouth, is righteous, and has a lot of friends.
It's just that in the eyes of the teacher, Li Jiahua is good, but his temper is too jumpy, and he will open his mouth to grind his temper whenever he has the opportunity.
Standing aside, Ming Wuxiang couldn't help showing a smile when he saw Li Jiahua begging for mercy after being nagged by Teacher Tao.
Although Fa Xiaofu's development is not a big fortune, his achievements are not low. After graduating from university, he started his business from running a business to opening a company with a registered capital of tens of millions. Back then, he was asked to join with him, but Ming Wuxiang declined.
Ming Wuxiang is because his family knows about his family affairs, Li Jiahua would invite him to join out of righteousness, but his ability can't help Li Jiahua. Instead of being a drag, it's better to be an off-field supporter quietly.
Teacher Tao finished teasing Li Jiahua, turned his head to look at Ming Wuxiang who was standing aside with a faint smile on his face, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with concern: "Ming Wuxiang, if you have any problems in life or study Don't hold back the difficulties alone, remember to come to the teacher. Don't think that the teacher is middle-aged, there is no generation gap with you young people."
Teacher Tao knew what happened to Ming Wuxiang's family. The child has just grown up, and the only elder in the family has left, which must have dealt a heavy blow to the child.
Teacher Tao's concern made Ming Wuxiang feel his heart soften, and at the same time, he remembered that Teacher Tao had said the same thing to himself back then. It's just that I was a bit stubborn back then, saying that I was fine on the surface, but all the bad emotions were suppressed in my heart.
The most obvious manifestation is reflected in his studies. His grades, which were similar to those of Li Jiahua, fell to the middle and lower, and he was only admitted to a third-rate school in college. After graduating from university, Ming Wuxiang came to his senses, but the time wasted will not come back.
Fortunately, he was able to start again at a turning point in his life, and this time Ming Wuxiang will never be like himself back then. Not to mention the extra experience in the world of cultivating immortals, the golden finger in his hand is doomed that he will not be mediocre in his life.
"Thank you teacher for your concern. Although my grandfather is gone, I will try my best to fulfill his expectations of me and be admitted to Yanhuang University."
Seeing that Ming Wuxiang's expression didn't look like he was lying, Teacher Tao was relieved a lot. When he heard that Ming Wuxiang's goal was to be admitted to Yanhuang University, he couldn't help but look sideways.
But having a goal is a good thing. Although the goal is very difficult, Teacher Tao doesn't really believe that Ming Wuxiang can be admitted to Yanhuang University, so he still encourages him, "This goal is very good, but with your current grades, you can't relax , work hard."
Li Jiahua's reaction was more direct, he clasped Ming Wuxiang's neck with one hand, and yelled strangely: "Master Dao, you are amazing, you actually chose Yanhuang University."
Yanhuang University is the top university in Yanhuang Country, and the students graduating from it, even if they are in unpopular majors, are the talents that various enterprises and organizations are vying for. Not only in China, but also in foreign enterprises and institutions.
It can be said that Yanhuang University is famous not only in Yanhuang Country, but also abroad. Although it is stipulated that only candidates from the Yanhuang country are recruited, there are still many candidates of the right age from abroad who use various methods to get in, in order to be able to enter Yanhuang University. This shows how much competition there is for places in Yanhuang University.
Ming Wuxiang didn't respond, and looked at Li Jiahua who was hanging on him with a smile. Li Jiahua didn't know why, but suddenly felt a little chilly, just as Teacher Tao saw another classmate coming, and asked them who arrived first to go to the teaching office to carry new books for the new semester.
Silently withdrew the hands clasped around Ming Wuxiang's neck, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, glanced at Fa Xiao who was walking beside him, and muttered: How could he think that Daoist's smile just now was scary? .
There were not many classmates who arrived at the school early, but the teaching office was not far away. On the first floor of the same building, six or seven young men quickly moved all the new books into the classroom.
The registration time was said to be nine o'clock, and many students arrived early. As for the students who arrived early, they even got the registration procedures and books before nine o'clock. Because Li Jiahua received a call from Yi Xing from the same dormitory, he asked them to wait for him and Dong Zhiming in the classroom, and after the registration, everyone went to get together.
I didn't see each other for a holiday, Yi Xing missed the two of them. Li Jiahua has long been calm about the various proposals that Yi Xing, a rich second generation, often makes.
After asking Ming Wuxiang, he nodded and accepted Yi Xing's arrangement.
Yi Xing and Dong Zhiming didn't keep Ming Wuxiang and the others waiting for long. After nine o'clock, the two saw the figure who barely had background music striding towards them. Compared with someone's coquettishness, I feel a little pitiful for the shy young man next to him.
"Xiao Lizi, Daoist, happy new year, I haven't seen you for so long, do you miss your buddies?"
Compared with the tone of someone who can turn a few corners, Ming Wuxiang and Li Jiahua turned their heads silently, with an expression that we didn't know that guy.
"Hey, aren't you brothers? I haven't seen you for a holiday!" Seeing Ming Wuxiang's actions, Yi Xing, the coquettish young man, immediately yelled.
Unlike Li Jiahua, Ming Wuxiang's difference is a memory of hundreds of years, but when seeing the other party's actions, the barrier of time seems to no longer exist, and Li Jiahua looked at each other and joked.
"Oh, it turned out that it was Young Master Yi who came here, sorry for your disrespect."
"Every time Young Master Yi appears, it makes people feel that Ye Ye is shining brightly, and even two sunglasses can't block the dazzling light."
"... You two are treating me like a light bulb?" Yi Xing twitched the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes when he heard the flattery and practical complaints of the two.
Ming Wuxiang and Li Jiahua gave him a smile, both of them exuding the meaning that you are so self-aware, which is really great.
"Pfft." The three of them were funny, and it was Dong Zhiming who couldn't help laughing. Seeing everyone looking at him, Dong Zhiming greeted Ming Wuxiang and Ming Wuxiang a little embarrassedly.
"Master Dao, Li Jiahua, Happy New Year."
"Long time no see Dongzi, happy new year." The attitude of the two towards Dong Zhiming and Yi Xing is simply two levels. Yi Xing didn't feel bad about it, "Stop talking, Dongzi and I will sign up first, you two wait, I'll reserve a private room in Yiyi."
Yi Taste is a century-old restaurant in Huashi. Let alone the taste of the food, you can tell what kind of restaurant it is just because the prices of the above dishes are at least three digits.
"Hey, it's not a bad thing to be a local tyrant, the local tyrant please hug your thigh later."
"Okay, okay, wait for my brother to report his name, and hug him casually." Yi Xing, who walked to the classroom with Dong Zhiming, waved casually to Li Jiahua behind him.
Yi Xing and Dong Zhiming signed up quickly, and after they came out with the new book, the group of four walked to the school parking lot.
Yi Xing is the oldest in the dormitory, half a year older than Ming Wuxiang, and he took the driver's license test when he was an adult. In his words, it is inconvenient to go anywhere without a car, but it is also convenient to go out with friends if you have a car.
Yi Xing's father is self-made, and his family lives in Yunshan City next to the flower market. Although Yunshan City is not as good as the flower market, a first-tier city, it is only a little bit worse. Being able to occupy a seat in the business circle of Yunshan City, the development of the Yi family is not small.
About his son's classmates in the dormitory, Yi's father has known them before, and they all have good personalities. What's more important is that his son gets along with them, not because of various interests.
So when Yi Xing asked for money to buy a car, Yi's father did not refuse. Although the car is not a luxury car, it is very comfortable and has the highest safety factor among similar cars.
The car is good, but compared to Ming Wuxiang who is used to flying with a sword in the world of cultivating immortals, I haven't taken a car for so many years, and I miss it.
Yi Xing was driving, but sometimes he peeked at Ming Wuxiang who was sitting behind Dong Zhiming through the rear-view mirror of the car, and noticed that there was no bad expression on Ming Wuxiang's face. Li Jiahua winked.
There was an accident at Ming Wuxiang's house, and Li Jiahua told Yi Xing because he was worried that this outspoken guy would accidentally bring up things that made Ming Wuxiang sad in front of Ming Wuxiang after school started.
Don't look at Yi Xing's exaggeration when he met them, how could Ming Wuxiang sitting in the back seat not know about the special care from his brothers. Yi Xing was sneaking glances at him, winking at Li Jiahua and the other two, how could Ming Wuxiang, with his keen five senses, not notice it.
Looking sideways at the scenery passing behind me through the car window, I wondered how blind I was back then, so I didn't notice the people around me who cared about me.