The students in the second class of high school learned as early as the summer vacation that a special student would be transferred to the new semester opening class.
The head teacher Liu Qinghua did not specify Qi Ying's situation, but told the students in the class that the new classmate's father was a policeman who sacrificed for the people and was glorious and great. The new classmates are the daughters of martyrs and descendants of heroes. Everyone must help and love each other.
The biggest worries of this group of adolescent girls in their daily life is nothing more than the performance test. Coupled with the distress of secret love, when have they seen the adjective "martyr hero", after the shock, they have swiped the screen to ensure that they will love their new classmates!
The campus at the beginning of the semester is full of vigor and vitality.
Although Qi Ying has been mentally building for a long time, at first sight of so many people around him, he was still somewhat uncomfortable.
She has been wandering since she was born, and her path is devastated and sad. Later, he lived in the general's mansion, and there were only two or three waiters on his side. Most of his memories were lifeless, lonely and deserted.
The only lively thing I can think of is the Lantern Festival of that year. The general happened to return to Beijing, changed casual clothes and led her to the streets, holding her hand among the people of equals, and buying her a bunch of candied haws.
The candy was so sweet and sticky that it stuck her teeth. The general asked her, "Is it delicious?"
She couldn't open her mouth, secretly embarrassed, she nodded, and then hesitated to stretch the candied haws in her hand. The general just smiled and shook his head, "I bought it for you."
Someone slammed on the back shoulder, Qi Ying staggered, interrupting the memory.
A gust of wind ran past a group of boys in the corridor, cursing you and chasing me, Yu Zhuo held Qi Ying in a hand, and cursed at the person who had run far away without even apologizing: "You don't have long eyes?"
Unexpectedly, the boy who ran at the end heard it. He turned around in a sudden stop, and he seemed to want to come over and talk to Yu Zhuo. Just after walking two steps back, he heard his brother shouting: "Why are you so hard to do?" Let brother still wait for us!"
The boy named Qu Da Zhuang raised his middle finger to Yu Zhuo, turned and ran.
Unwilling to show weakness, Yu Zhuo returned a middle finger.
The man with glasses next to the balcony said kindly: "Classmate, I advise you not to provoke those people."
Yu Zhuo was just a sting when he went to junior high school. He was least afraid of causing trouble. He just sneered when he heard the warning: "Why is it troublesome?"
The man with glasses covered the corner of his mouth and said, "That's all with Ji Rang."
Yu Chusheng's calves are not afraid of tigers. Zhuo: "Ji Rang? Which bastard? I haven't heard of it."
The noisy surroundings were silent for two seconds.
The man with glasses did not expect that he would utter such rants. He was stunned for a while, leaving him with a self-seeking look, and ran away hesitantly.
Yu Zhuo didn't know what happened to him, so he patted Qi Ying's clothes for Qi Ying, who was standing in place. He took her wrist and led her to the head teacher's office.
Liu Qinghua was sorting out the roster and just turned to the page of Qi Ying. The girl in the photo shows a ponytail, showing a smooth and full forehead, with a shallow arc at the corner of her mouth, looking well-behaved and quiet.
Hearing the shouting report and looking up, the little girl who was more beautiful than the picture stood timidly at the door.
Yu Zhuo handed Qi Ying to Liu Qinghua and went back to his classroom.
Liu Qinghua tried to communicate with Qi Ying in the office, and even with gestures, Qi Ying's hands behind her back trembled slightly, trying to understand what the stranger on the other side wanted to convey.
The teacher from the class next door said: "Lao Liu, this is the special student in your class? This is inaudible and can't be said. She can't understand you even if you make gestures."
Finally, Liu Qinghua gave up and wrote to her in the notebook: "My surname is Liu. It is your head teacher. I will take you to the classroom now. The new classmates are very friendly. Don't worry."
Qi Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded obediently.
The second class of high school was at the end of the corridor. The bell for the first class of the new semester had already rang. Liu Qinghua pushed in. The noisy class instantly calmed down, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the thin figure beside her.
Qi Ying subconsciously hid behind Liu Qinghua.
Liu Qinghua sensed her fear, took her hand and patted her lightly, and took her to the podium, "This is the classmate Qi Ying I mentioned to you. From now on, she will be a member of our second class. Qi Ying's situation Special, everyone should help her more, make friends with her, come, applaud and welcome."
The class burst into applause.
Qi Ying watched the uniform applause. Although she couldn't hear her, she knew that it was a gesture of welcoming her. There was a smile on her nervously pale face.
The applause of the second class classmates became more vigorous.
Qi Ying’s new tablemate is a girl named Yue Li with Baby Fat and Xiao Liwo. Staring at Qi Ying with round eyes, when she sat down, she immediately stretched out her hand to show friendship.
Qi Ying shook hands with her, Yue Li took advantage of Liu Qinghua's talk about the opening of the school, took out her personal introduction that she had written a long time ago, and handed it to Qi Ying with excitement.
If this introduction is more tidy, plus work experience, it can be used as a resume.
Qi Yinglian knows whether he likes to eat sweet or salty rice dumplings.
The classmates on her left and right have learned the same way, and Qi Ying basically spent the rest of the class reading her resume.
After class, the female classmates in the class asked Qi Ying to go to the bathroom together.
When I was a student, going to the bathroom together was a sign of the beginning of friendship.
Although Qi Ying didn't need to solve the bladder, the students smiled and were warm and friendly. She would not refuse this kindness and had to keep up.
The girls in Class 2 surrounded her like a fragile object.
Go hula-la, hula-la-back, and chat with the classmates next door.
"Is this the special student in your class?"
"Does the Banhua in your class change?"
"Can she really hear nothing?"
…
…
It spread throughout the second grade in the morning, and a very beautiful deaf-mute girl was transferred to the second class. Her father was a policeman who sacrificed for the people.
Although the boys in Class 9 at the end of the crane had just had a fight with the stabbing students from another school, two of them had injuries on their faces, but this did not affect their participation in gossip.
The classmates who went to the second class to inquire were wave after wave. After a while, they came back cursingly: "Grass, Mao didn't see it. The nerds in the second class blocked the windows with books. As for?"
Qu Dazhuang's original name was Qu Peng, and his physical body grew strong, hence his name.
"Why not?" Liu Haiyang kicked him. "That's the children of martyrs! Can you watch it casually?"
Qu Dazhuang was annoyed: "I can't lose a piece of meat when I look at it."
There was a noisy voice from outside the corridor, "I have a picture of a special classmate! Who wants to see it?"
Suddenly one after another in the classroom: "I want to see! Show me!"
In the corner of the last row by the window, the teenager lying on the desk seemed to be quarreled. He didn't lift his head, but kicked forward with his feet. The stool in the front row smashed to the ground twice, and the classroom was quiet. .
Qu Dazhuang made a silent gesture towards Liu Haiyang.
Even the group of teenagers who followed him were silent, let alone the other students, and they didn't dare to go out and shut their mouths.
After a while, there was a cold voice in the air: "Is it glorious?"
Qu Dazhuang looked dazed: "What? What do you tell me?"
The young man lying on the desk finally raised his head, his messy hair had a pair of black eyes like knives, and he looked at people like a knife passing through the border, but the corner of his lips picked up a scornful smile, "I said, sacrificing for the people, is it glorious? ?"
After hanging around with Ji Rang for so long, he didn't realize that he was now irritable, so he was in vain.
No one dared to answer.
Ji Rang laughed silently, and leaned back on the desk again.
Until school is over, the back row of the classroom that has always been noisy is quiet as a chicken, and even the teacher wonders how these bad students are so obedient today.
As soon as the school bell rang, Luo Bing from Class 8 rushed in and said, "Brother! The kid Gang surnamed Li told me that a freshman in high school called you a bastard!"
Ji Rang was still lying on his stomach with no response, and the few people around him could no longer sit still.
"Fuck me? Which idiot is so crazy?"
"Damn it, fuck him!"
"If you don't break the house for one day, the freshmen this year are very rampant."
Ji Ran stood up lazily, picked up his school uniform and put it on his shoulders, "Bring people to West Tower Lane."
Luo Bing got orders and turned around and ran.
…
On the first day of school, I didn’t actually have a few classes. Basically, I was collecting homework, issuing new books, adjusting seats, and only one Chinese and one mathematics was in the afternoon.
Before Qi Ying could not read, he later entered the General's Mansion, but only learned to write his own name. Now that she had this physical memory, she suddenly became a person who learned to be rich, and she was flattered.
The original owner's grades were good. He was previously ranked in the top ten of the grade. Looking at the formula graphics in the mathematics textbook, Qi Ying magically understood the meaning.
Although the teacher could not hear the lecture, he carefully copied the notes on the blackboard.
She knows that in any era, everyone likes learned people. Nowadays, it is hard to get the opportunity to go to school. You can enjoy equal freedom like boys, and you must cherish it in every way.
Yue Li, who had memorized the entire notes densely, looked at Qi Ying's book, and suddenly felt that she had been killed by a spike.
She conveyed a small note to Qi Ying in shame: Yingying, your notes are so organized, can you borrow me to copy them
Qi Ying felt that she probably even inherited the learning talent of this body, and generously lent her the notes.
Yu Zhuo came to pick her up after school.
Qi Ying waved hello to the classmates around him, and finally stepped out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.
As soon as he walked to the gate of the school, Yu Zhuo’s buddy Yang Xinyuan rushed to catch up and said breathlessly, “I just heard that Ji Rang brought someone to stop you, so hurry up!”
Yu Zhuo: "Which Season Rang?"
Yang Xinyuan: "You scold the bastard! The school bully of Haicheng No. 1 Middle School!"
Yu Zhuo's face changed. It's not that he is afraid of this legendary school bully, but Qi Ying is following him now. If Qi Ying has a few strands of hair, he is afraid that his father will be skinned.
Not far away, Luo Bing had already walked over with the momentum.
Yu Zhuo pushed Qi Ying to Yang Xinyuan's side: "You first take my sister to the Qilixiang milk tea shop, I will come to you in a while."
The owner of Qilixiang Milk Tea Shop is a fan of Jay Chou, and Jay Chou’s songs can be heard whenever he goes to the shop.
Yang Xinyuan bought a cup of milk tea for Qi Ying and waited nervously.
He waited until Qi Ying drank a full cup of milk tea, and there was not even a pearl left, and Yu Zhuo hadn't come back yet.
He remembered that Ji had sent senior seniors into the hospital last semester. He couldn't sit still anymore and typed Qi Ying to tell her to stay here and don't walk around, so he ran out to find Yu Zhuo.
Although Qi Ying didn't know what was going on, he was observing his words, and he also knew that the situation was not good. Thinking of Yu Zhuo's reaction just now, he should have encountered some trouble, and couldn't help but worry.
After thinking about it, I got up and went to look for him.
…
West Tower Lane is at the back door of the school.
Yu Zhuo faced a group of people on his own, and he did not mean anything. He was a tyrant in junior high school, and he also practiced taekwondo for a little while, and he had fought no one hundred or eighty. He really didn't put this Haiyi school tyrant in his eyes.
The dangling man went to that station and asked with a beating: "Is it all together or one by one?"
Public anger!
Qu Dazhuang rolled up his sleeves and cursed: "Don't fucking be crazy, you won't be too late to cry for a while!"
A group of people were about to rush to beat him, and a cold voice came from the air: "Get out of the way."
Yu Zhuo watched the young man who was a head taller than him approaching lazily from the separated crowd. With half-opened eyelids, he wanted to laugh or not, and asked him, "Yu Zhuo, right?"
Yu Zhuo sneered: "It's your grandpa and me."
Ji Rang hooked his finger at him: "Come on."
Yu Zhuo threw his fist.
He has never suffered a heads-up.
As a result, he slammed a punch, almost instantaneously, a pain in the lower abdomen, and the whole person was almost knocked over by Ji's knee.
Yu Zhuoxin said, "After the calf, underestimate the enemy, I have met a master.
The two had to fight again, and suddenly there was a commotion in the quiet alley, and then a dozen people ran out from the corner, all with sticks and bricks.
Qu Dazhuang cursed: "I'm grass, you fucking ambush soldiers!"
Yu Zhuo shouted: "Not mine!"
Qu Dazhuang glanced intently, and it turned out that they were the thorns in the third place next door that they had cleaned up this morning.
Taking advantage of their orthogonal battles here, they took advantage of the fire to rob and engage in sneak attacks.
Singled out to gang fights, Yu Zhuo is really innocent to stand in the middle.
It's not right to hit anyone.
Simply began to watch the game.
Ji Rang was really ruthless at the start, and he could see that he had practiced his skills, and he was simply sharp, and he could see blood when he punched him down. But Ji Rang came to stop him this time, he didn't bring a few people, and he didn't take any tools. The other party relied on the large number of people and weapons, which was very rampant.
Yu Zhuo thought, it's a school anyway, do you want to help
Just thinking about it, a little man with a steel rod in his hand took advantage of Ji Ran's back to deal with the other two people. He suddenly rushed over to pick up the steel rod and smash it down. Yu Zhuo shouted, "Be careful!"
As soon as the voice fell, a figure flashed through the corner of his eyes, but he had not yet reacted, and the visitor rushed behind Ji Rang and abruptly took the stick for him.
After seeing who came, Yu Zhuo's cold sweat broke out in an instant.
"Sister!" He rushed up eagerly, kicking the little man in the sneak attack, "Fuck you!"
Ji Rang turned around abruptly and hugged the limp body behind him.
The tip of the nose smelled lightly sweet.
He lowered his head and faced a pair of teary and hazy eyes, as if they were full of moonlight and stars.
She called him silently: "General."