"Don't bark if you can bite people," Lin Youle said behind her. "Don't look at our class teacher who usually speaks nice things, but she's actually cruel."

"How do you know?" Lin Youle's deskmate Fang Zhen asked.

Lin Youle leaned against the wall, turned his pen in his hand, looking mysterious, "Guess."

Fang Zhen scolded him: "Are you a dog?"

Xu Lu had been listening to it all the time, but she couldn't help but snorted when she didn't hear the key content: "Stop insulting the dog."

Lin Youle grinned without caring about it: "Wang!"

Xu Lu had never seen such a shameless person before, so she kept it in a while and said, "Speechless!"

Jane Xing couldn't help laughing.

Xu Lu blushed, "Why are you laughing at?"

Jane Xing said: "I can't even scold you when I laughed at you."

Xu Lu paused, her face swelled even more red for some reason. She glanced at Jian Xing, buried her head in reading, and then looked at Jian Xing again after a few seconds.

Her movements were not very open and even a little sneaky. Jane Xing felt it and didn't turn her head to ask.

After a while, a notebook was pushed over from the side. Jian Xing looked up and saw a line of small words on it: Then how can I scold you?

Jian Xing found it funny and wanted to turn his head and talk to Xu Lu. But when he turned around, he saw Xu Lu reading a book seriously and completely ignored her. She had to write it on the notebook: Don’t scold me, this kind of behavior will be said to be full of criticism.

-Mi Cang?

This time, Xu Lu turned her head, and her eyes revealed that she was really confused.

Jian Xing smiled again, she moved her body to Xu Lu, covered her mouth, and whispered: "Piece up and down."

After Xu Lu reacted, she took a deep look at Jian Xing.

This time Jian Xing didn't notice it because she glanced at a tall and thin figure swaying past the front door, and looked up and saw that it was Xu Changlin.

There was a person standing next to Xu Changlin. Because it was a visual blind spot, Jian Xing did not see the person's face, but only saw half of his shoulder.

But even so, Jian Xing recognized him at a glance.

It's Xu Zhengqing.

After a while, Xu Changlin turned around and Jian Xing saw Xu Zhengqing holding a stack of paper in his hand.

Xu Changlin said disgustedly: "Can you find some post-it notes?"

Xu Zhengqing was helpless, "It's so fancy..."

"I don't understand, it's the fun of an old man," said Xu Changlin, "take it back and rewrite it."

What to write?

Jian Xing didn't think of it, and saw Xu Changlin walking in.

She looked outside the door again and found that Xu Zhengqing did not leave immediately, but took the top chapter of the stack of paper in her hand and folded a paper plane in a few seconds.

Like a child, he yelled at the mouth first, then raised his arm and threw it out.

It was still windy at night, and the boy's refreshing hair was raised, and his clean and handsome face was revealed.

The lights in the classroom shone on the corridor, and a thin layer depicted the outline of his side face.

When the boy was full of energy, he looked up and looked up at the starry sky.

Jian Xing looked at him, and a feeling of ignorance suddenly surged in his heart.

Two years ago, she thought that no matter how big the gap between their school and No. 3 Middle School was, she would try to run to him.

Now that she got closer, she realized that Xu Zhengqing's distance from her was more than that from one to three.

He and she have a gap between the starry sky and the ruins.

In a flash of consciousness, the boy turned around and his tall figure disappeared at the door.

Jian Xing gently shook his eyes and withdrew his eyes.

At this time, Xu Changlin on the podium asked Chen Xi to copy the semester's schedule, and after Chen Xi finished copying, he said: "This course is only temporary, and the final version will be confirmed this weekend. You can take a look first."

There was a few scattered sounds below: "Okay."

Xu Changlin didn't pay much attention to form, nor did he feel offended, so he continued: "Everyone, put down the books and pens in his hand first, look up at me, and look at my handsome face."

There was a burst of laughter below.

Chen Xi couldn't help it, "I'm so big."

Xu Changlin smiled and said, "It's okay, it shouldn't be bigger than you."

Chen Xi's face is really big. It's only a week later that he's already given the nickname Chen Dachao.

The laughter was even more intense.

Chen Xi, a big man, was so laughed that his ears were red. In the end, he couldn't even put his hands together and begged to let go.

After everyone was almost laughing, Xu Changlin said again: "It's nothing, it's just a chat. After the class starts tomorrow, you shouldn't have much time to chat with me. If you want to chat, you will also go to the dark room to chat after the exam."

The following is: "Ah..."

"Don't be honest," Xu Changlin said, "Are you paying attention to this year's college entrance examination score line? Don't think you are still early, three years are coming soon. Today, there are two things, the first one is the score line. You will write a target score later. It's not your college entrance examination, but next year's college entrance examination. Then we will use your final exam scores to measure it. After writing, leave it to Chen Xi, and Chen Xi will give it to me."

"Oh, use post-it notes, don't tear me a piece of white paper, who will I be perfunctory?" Xu Changlin added.

"What's wrong with the big white paper? Why do you still look down on the big white paper?" someone said.

"I just look down on you." Xu Changlin's tone was inexplicably arrogant, making everyone laugh.

Xu Changlin: "The second one is the liberal arts and science class division that you are more concerned about. We and middle-aged people only start liberal arts and science class division in the first semester of high school. This mainly depends on personal choice. But I still have to say a few words. No matter what you choose in the future, I will give you a bowl of water to the last semester. If anyone misses it, we still have to talk to the small dark room. Do you know?"

"I don't, I'll sprinkle it into history, I'll sprinkle it into history." Lin Youle deliberately.

Although Xu Changlin is the class teacher, the subjects are not Chinese, mathematics and English, but history. In this way, Class 3 will become a class after the liberal arts and sciences are divided into classes.

After Lin Youle finished speaking, the others followed suit and said, "Yes, yes, let's sprinkle them into history."

Xu Changlin followed and laughed for a long time before saying, "Lin Youle, you are not the best in history exams in the monthly exam. Please wait for me to enter the small dark room."

Lin Youle was stupid. He was famous for his subjects since junior high school. He was outstanding in the nine major subjects, and he passed the history and luck.

"I'm wrong, brother, I'm really wrong," Lin Youle shouted, "I will definitely make you a cow and a horse in the future."

Xu Changlin said: "Don't, my family has no land, so I have to pay the feed if I take it back."

The whole house was filled with laughter.

But no matter how much you chat, you still have to do serious things.

The college entrance examination is different from the high school entrance examination. No one here has experienced the college entrance examination, so everything about the college entrance examination is unknown to everyone.

Because of the unknown, I am afraid.

There is no rest during evening self-study. If you want to go to the bathroom, you can go directly. There is no teacher in the class, so you don’t have to say hello.

Jian Xing sat in the seat, holding a pen in one hand and unconsciously rolling the corners of the book with the other hand, as if he was reading a book very seriously, but in fact, the figures of a young man lifting the paper plane with force in the interweaving light and shadow.

When a paper plane falls into the campus square, it should only be treated as garbage.

Maybe someone will trampled around.

No one knows that there may be a dream of a young man hidden in it, nor will anyone know that the light and thin piece of paper may be a dream of her whole youth.

She had very little interaction with him, so how could she be willing to give up this unique special possession?

Thinking of this, Jian Xing suddenly put down her pen, and her eyes instantly focused, and she glanced at the corner of the book that was unconsciously rolled up layers of folds, like traces of her tangled and struggling in her heart.

She pursed her lips and stared at her for a few seconds, then stood up.

Xu Lu beside her was stunned, "Are you going out? Go to the toilet?"

Jian Xing responded vaguely and quickly left the classroom.

She was just walking, but when she turned to the stairs, she suddenly ran.

The wind at night is refreshing and cooler than during the day, and it blows to the face, making people feel comfortable.

At first, Jian Xing took one step at a time, but then took two or three steps at a time. His heartbeat followed, and gradually he felt nervous and faintly excited.

Under the light moonlight, the huge campus square is like a calm and vast sea. Jian Xing feels like a fish, looking for the only white that can be borrowed in the surging.

The square was too big. Jian Xing looked for it for a while, and the excitement in his emotions gradually faded away, and then he felt a slight anxiety.

People also began to get hotter.

Jian Xing took two steps, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly looked up in the direction of the classroom.

She remembered Xu Zhengqing's actions, but she didn't know the direction of the wind.

Where did she look?

Where should I look?

The calm sea suddenly burst into waves, and the feeling of loss was like a turbulent tsunami. There were a few layers of clouds above my head, covering the only moon.

Jian Xing stood there, suddenly feeling a little confused. She half raised her head, not seeing the starry sky or the light.
Chapter completed!