The group of Qu Dazhuang has never looked forward to the start of school like this time.
Two full days on the weekend! Two whole days! I was locked in the room by the big guy, forced to listen to the class and do the test papers! They haven't felt the fear of learning for so many years, and they still dare not resist, they simply doubt life.
Holidays are torture, but the beginning of school becomes relief.
But how to say, the fantasy is too beautiful because it is too young. Arriving at school on Monday, before the early self-study started, a group of people were taken to Liu Yao's office by Ji Rang and signed up for the small three.
Liu Yao was moved to cry by the group of poor students who had suddenly reformed and worked hard. He stretched out his trembling hand and touched his head one by one to show his relief: "They are all good children, good children."
In the next mid-term exam, Class 9 will definitely not be the class with the lowest average score again!
Qu Dazhuang shed tears of regret.
Iron doors, iron windows, iron chains...
Uh...
The morning self-study ends, and the whole school assembles on the playground for the flag-raising ceremony. This week's flag-raiser was Wu Rui, who walked in the forefront with his head high and his chest kicked. Not to mention, he looked like he was wearing military uniform with his glasses off.
Qu Dazhuang shivered physically as soon as he saw him: "I look at the first grade, and I have the feeling of seeing a math teacher before."
Liu Haiyang: "Who isn't..."
The two turned their heads angrily and secretly stared at the instigator.
The instigator was leaning on his side, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at the direction of Class 2 in a casual slouching look. I don't know what I saw, but I hooked the corner of my lower lip.
Qu Dazhuang: "I really want to usurp the throne."
Liu Haiyang: "I support you."
At the end of the flag-raising ceremony, the instructor took the microphone to the stage and gave a routine speech. Ji Rang didn't cause trouble last week. The sea was calm and the waves were calm, singing and dancing went smoothly, and the step of reporting and criticizing was omitted.
The dean was very pleased and took the rest of the time to announce a major event: "From this Monday, our school will have a'school exchange meeting' with Yancheng No. I selected ten students to go to Yancheng. Then this week, ten students from Yancheng No. 7 Middle School will come to our school and have classes and study life with everyone. I hope that the students of our school can get along well with the students of Yanqi and learn from each other’s strengths. , Make progress together!"
This is how Lin'er’s Qu Dazhuang came into strength: "Yancheng? It's so far! It takes three hours to fly by plane? Is it a male student or a female student? Is it beautiful? Which class are you in? Our class Have it?"
Most of the students below reacted the same as him. The playground was suddenly noisy, and the teaching director yelled for a few quiet times before finally stopping the enthusiasm for gossip.
Yue Li hated that he hadn't carried the phone on him, and couldn't share it with Qi Ying for the first time.
She soon heard the news from class monitor Chen Mengjie: "We have three in class one, one in our class, two in class three, two in class four, and two in class five."
Regardless of being still gathering, Yue Li rushed to the front: "Are you a boy or a girl?"
Chen Mengjie said: "Boy, I heard from Teacher Liu that that boy seems to be the first grade in Yancheng No. 7 Middle School."
Surrounded by awe.
The news spread quickly in other classes.
"Wow, another year first."
"I don't know how it compares to our number one in grade?"
"Aren't all the first nerds in the first grade look like a nerd? Hahaha. Two nerds have come down here. I don't know who is more nerdy."
Ji Rang withdrew his gaze from the second class and kicked a big kick from the side: "Let them shut up."
Qu Dazhuang quickly showed a fierce expression: "Shut up to the fuck! What's wrong with the nerd? Do you have the ability to get the number one exam? Do you have the ability to get the first exam? All day long, I don’t talk about business. Believe it or not, I’ll give you the needle. Sew it up?!"
The people around were scolded for some reason, but they didn't dare to refute, so they shut up silently.
At the end of the morning meeting, the students were immersed in the enthusiasm of exchange students. Yue Li dragged Qi Ying to the classroom quickly, wanting to tell her the news immediately.
When going up the stairs, there are too many students, so they can only slow down and squeeze up along the flow of people. Ji Rang didn't know when to walk to them, Qi Ying turned around and saw him, pursing his lips and smiling.
He also smiled, and when he turned the corner, in the crowded crowd, he gently pulled her hand and handed her the candy in his palm.
The crowd was divided into two sides. He followed the flow of people to the left, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and his back was lazy, as if he hadn't secretly held the little girl's hand in the crowded crowd just now and handed sweets to them.
Back in the classroom, the second class was really excited.
This morning, I wondered how the study committee member Huang Botong was absent. I now know that he was picked by Liu Qinghua to go to Yancheng No. 7 Middle School for an exchange last week.
As soon as Yue Li sat down, she couldn't wait to write down the matter and hand it to Qi Ying.
Qi Ying, who was still smiling while holding the strawberry candy, suddenly stopped when he saw the contents of the book.
Yue Li was still writing on her own: I heard that the boy was the first in grade in Yancheng No. 7 Middle School! He should sit in the seat of Huang Botong, isn't he in our back seat? !
Qi Ying stared at the words in Yancheng Seventh Middle School.
The heart started to hurt again, like a needle prick.
Suddenly uncomfortable storms swept across the whole body, and many strange and familiar scenes played automatically in the brain like a slide show, and they couldn't be closed no matter what.
She was so painful that she couldn't breathe, and her face was pale.
Yue Li realized that something was wrong with her, and was so scared that she took her hand: "Yingying, what's the matter with you?"
Those slender fingers were cold, and the palms were sweating.
Qi Ying bit her lip tightly, peeled off the strawberry candy, and put it in her mouth.
The sweetness of strawberry spread all the way from the tip of the tongue to the stomach, I don't know if it was an illusion, it seems that the temperature when he held it in his palm still remained. Sweet and warm.
The discomfort was diluted by the sweetness, and she was finally able to breathe.
Hold Yue Li, who is about to call the teacher, and write in the notebook: It's okay, low blood sugar, just eat a candy.
Observing her expression, Yue Li seemed to have eased, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
When the class bell rang, Liu Qinghua led a tall and handsome boy into the classroom, "Classmates, this is the exchange student of Yancheng No. 7 Middle School, Fu Nanxun, welcome everyone."
There was fierce applause in the classroom.
Isn't it said that the first graders are all nerds like Wu Rui? ! Why is the number one in this grade so tall and handsome, yet smiling so tenderly? !
Even the voice is nice, clean and gentle, like the first ray of light in the morning: "Hello everyone, I am Fu Nanxun, Nan of the South, Jiang Xun's Xun, and I hope to get along well with you in the next week."
Liu Qinghua pointed to Huang Botong's position: "This is your seat."
Fu Nanxun nodded and walked to the seat. When he saw Qi Ying, his gentle smile turned into shock.
Qi Ying smiled and nodded towards him.
Fu Nanxun's eyes filled with the joy of reunion after a long time.
He sat down in the position of Huang Botong, and everyone around was watching him, but he only looked at the thin and straight back in front of him. When I came to the first class of Haicheng No. 1 Middle School, I didn't listen to it at all.
Until get out of class was over, he whispered to her from behind: "Yingying..."
Qi Ying was still packing his textbooks, and there was no response. Fu Nanxun shouted again: "Qi Ying."
Yue Li turned to his side and said in surprise: "How do you know her name? Do you know her?"
Fu Nanxun nodded, "We used to be at the same table."
Yue Li's mouth grew wide: "Same table? Yingying used to be from Yancheng No. 7 Middle School?"
After finishing her desk, Qi Ying finally turned around. Holding a pen and paper in her hand, she wrote on the paper: Long time no see.
Fu Nanxun's expression changed. For a long time, she stiffly asked Yue Li: "What's wrong with her?"
Yue Li said strangely: "Don't you know that you are at the same table? Yingying was injured and couldn't hear her ears, and couldn't speak."
Fu Nanxun's fingers under the desk almost pinched into the flesh: "I... I don't know... She transferred school very suddenly..."
More than suddenly.
On Friday after school, I still talked and laughed. I made an appointment to go to the bookstore tomorrow, but I couldn't get through the phone the next day. I didn't see her coming to school on Monday, so I asked the teacher. The teacher said that Qi Ying had something to leave.
Since then, she has never been to school again, her mobile phone can't get through, and she can't be contacted in any way. Not long after, someone came to the school to complete the transfer procedure for her.
Qi Ying, this person, seemed to have disappeared from their lives.
Unexpectedly, she actually transferred to Haiyi, and...
Fu Nanxun asked Yue Li eagerly: "What happened? Why was she injured?"
Qi Ying was a martyr's child in all grades, and Yue Li didn't hide it from him. He told everything he knew. But she didn't know much about what Qi's father did, why he sacrificed, and why Qi Ying was implicated.
Fu Nanxun only felt that life was like a TV series, and what she experienced was something he had never thought of before.
The girl’s smile was the same as before, soft and sweet. He didn’t know how to comfort him. At last he just smiled at her and wrote in the book: Let’s go to the bookstore after school, the book you said you would recommend to me, I still don't know what it is.
Qi Ying retrieved it in his memory.
Yes, that Friday, they agreed to go to the bookstore to buy books.
It's a pity that something happened to the original owner during the weekend.
This can be regarded as one of the promises that the original owner has not fulfilled. Qi Ying did not refuse, and nodded.
For a whole day, Fu Nanxun had learned all about Qi Ying's current situation. Knowing that she lives in her uncle's house, has a very upright younger brother, and the classmates also take good care of her. Her deafness and aphasia are gradually recovering, and she finally feels less uncomfortable.
After school, Qi Ying took him to buy books.
As soon as he left school and was waiting for the traffic lights, Fu Nanxun felt that someone behind him was looking at him, and the thorns were on his back.
He looked back.
Ten steps away, stood a tall and thin young man. The eyebrows are wild, the eyes are cold, the hostility and coldness all over his body are unconcealed, staring at him and Qi Ying.
He intuitively felt that this person was dangerous.
Lean against Qi Ying and protect her.
The boy's expression became colder, with repressed madness.
A Lincoln drove from the side, blocking his view.
The car door opened, and the man in the car smiled gently and shouted, "Agen."
Ji Rang tilted his head and smiled, eyes full of evil.