"Registration will be closed at nine o'clock. After I finish speaking, you can take a few boys to the warehouse to collect textbooks for the new semester."
Kong Junxiang gave Li Luo a few instructions and then let him return to his seat.
When Li Luo turned around and walked off the podium, he looked around and found where Yan Zhusheng and Ying Chanxi were, and then he also found where his seat was.
At the same time, he also took a look at the positions of other students and had an idea of ​​where they were.
According to Kong Junxiang's style, he will not change seats on a large scale.
Usually, at the beginning of the semester, students choose their own seats and sit down, and then attend classes normally for a few days.
Then Kong Junxiang will make certain fine-tuning based on his own judgment and private applications from his classmates.
Thinking like this, Li Luo had already walked all the way in the direction of Yan Zhusheng.
While walking in the aisle, Liu Shaowen raised his hand to greet him warmly.
Li Luo also nodded in response, exchanged a few brief greetings, and then came to his seat and sat down.
He turned to look at Yan Zhusheng next to him, and then at Ying Chanxi sitting in front of him. Thinking of Yan Zhusheng's move of taking away his schoolbag just now, and reacting, Li Luo suddenly laughed and shook his head.
He reached out and poked Ying Chanxi's back in front of him. When she turned around, Li Luo smiled: "It's okay."
"It's okay, why are you poking me?"
"I just suddenly wanted to poke it."
"I'm sick..." Ying Chanxi muttered in a low voice, then turned back and ignored him.
After a while, Ying Chanxi felt his braid being grabbed by someone and being played with by his fingers.
But Ying Chanxi accepted it silently, and pretended to rest and leaned back on the chair so that Li Luo could play with her hair.
In fact, Li Luo is not that naive. It's just that when he was in elementary school, Ying Chanxi sat in the front seat of him, and Li Luo always liked to do this at that time.
Probably in the youth of many boys, there is always a girl at the table who lets you play with your hair.
Sometimes she will turn her head angrily and beat you, sometimes she will silently let you play with it, and sometimes, she will even take the initiative to create conditions for you to touch your hair.
These young memories are still blurry after all.
But at this moment, such memories seemed to flow back from the sea of ​​memory, which made Li Luo feel quite emotional.
With this in mind, Li Luo had already put a braid on Ying Chanxi, and then smiled and asked Yan Zhusheng and Qiao Xinyan: "How about it? I have this skill."
This was the first time Qiao Xinyan saw Ying Chanxi wearing braids. She looked quite cute. She immediately covered her mouth and chuckled, nodding and praising: "Very good."
Ying Chanxi also touched his braid quickly. After discovering that Li Luo had done something new, he immediately blushed slightly and muttered in a low voice: "You are so boring."
In fact, I felt very sweet in my heart, and suddenly I felt that sitting in front of Li Luo wasn't so annoying anymore.
While Li Luo was playing with Ying Chanxi's pigtails, Zhao Rongjun also walked into the classroom to report. After looking left and right on the podium, he chose an empty seat that was relatively close to Li Luo, right in front of Liu Shaowen.
When Xu Yinghuan came to the classroom and paid her tuition, she saw that Li Luo and the four of them were already sitting together, so without thinking, she sat directly next to Zhao Rongjun.
One thing to say, Zhao Rongjun was quite worried at first. If a strange girl sat next to him in the new semester, he would definitely be nervous to death.
But it would be much better if it was Xu Yinghuan who is already familiar with her.
Although Zhao Rongjun actually prefers to sit at the same table with Qiao Xinyan, after all, for Zhao Rongjun, Qiao Xinyan is obviously more considerate.
But Xu Yinghuan is not incompetent, but she is usually a bit too noisy, and Zhao Rongjun still can't get used to it.
When the time reached half past eight, Luo Jiajia walked into the classroom from outside. After checking in, she saw Zhao Rongjun and subconsciously walked towards him.
Halfway through, he found someone sitting next to Zhao Rongjun, so Luo Jiajia looked again and sat in front of Qiao Xinyan, just across the aisle from Zhao Rongjun.
"It seems that we are in the same class." Luo Jiajia smiled and said to Zhao Rongjun opposite, "We are quite destined."
"Ah... um... yes." Zhao Rongjun nodded and responded in a low voice.
Qiao Xinyan in the back looked at Luo Jiajia and then at Zhao Rongjun, while Xu Yinghuan over there had already asked in a low voice: "Are you a classmate from Class 3?"
"Yes." Zhao Rongjun replied in a low voice, "My former deskmate."
"Eh?" Xu Yinghuan blinked and couldn't help but ask, "Then do you want me to change seats with her? After all, you have been sitting at the same table with her for a year."
"Well, that's no need." Zhao Rongjun waved his hand quickly, "Huanhuan, it would be great if you were my roommate."
"Hehe." Xu Ying laughed happily, "Then I'm welcome. I'm the top student here. Please take good care of me in the future."
"Yeah, uh uh... I should."
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At nine o'clock in the morning, the registration time for the first semester of the attached middle school was closed, and all the students in Class 8 of Grade 2 had already arrived in the classroom.
Kong Junxiang looked around, looking at the dozen or so familiar faces in the classroom, as well as other unfamiliar faces, took a breath, and then clapped his hands to get everyone to focus.
"In the new semester, we have completed the class division." Kong Junxiang said, "No matter which class we are in in the first year of high school, from today on, we will be classmates in the eighth class of the second year of high school."
"My style is not to talk nonsense, so I won't talk to you about empty talk. Let's get straight to the point."
"Today is the first day of school. In the morning we mainly distribute teaching materials."
"Li Luo will be in charge later, and Zhu Yufei and you guys will follow him to the warehouse to get the textbooks and hand them out when you come back."
"Then students who have grown taller and need to change their school uniforms should come to Hua Xiuxiu to register."
With that said, Kong Junxiang walked to Hua Xiuxiu and patted her table.
Hua Xiuxiu stood up immediately and nodded to everyone.
"After finishing these two things in the morning, we will study by ourselves until noon."
"You can have a quiet chat. Although some people know each other on this first day, there are also many strangers. It's good to chat, but it shouldn't be too noisy."
"After lunch, I will come back for a lunch break. The school has arranged a physical examination in the afternoon. Zhu Yufei will collect the physical examination forms and give them to me."
"The rest of the time is still self-study. Everyone will arrange their own review. There will be exams tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so we still need to be prepared."
"We will do a simple self-introduction and class committee election tonight. You can prepare in advance."
When he heard about the class committee election, Li Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and secretly poked Ying Chanxi.
Ying Chanxi obviously understood what he meant. He turned his head and snorted softly to show that he had not forgotten.
The two of them had made a bet before, whoever could run for class president would win.
It looks like the outcome will be revealed tonight.
When Qiao Xinyan heard Ying Chanxi snort, she felt a little strange and turned to look at her.
At this time, after Kong Junxiang finished speaking, he told Li Luo to set off.
Li Luo called Shang Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang, and then pulled up Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen who had volunteered. He also called Lin Yuan and Fang Chen, and walked out of the classroom towards the warehouse.
After Ying Chanxi saw Li Luo leaving, he patted Qiao Xinyan on the shoulder and motioned for her to give way.
He got up, walked all the way to the podium, whispered something to Kong Junxiang, and then successfully received a form.
When Qiao Xinyan saw her coming back, she looked at the thing in her hand curiously. When she found out that it was the personnel list of their eighth class, she immediately asked in confusion: "Xixi, what do you want this for?"
"Do you still remember how Li Luo became the class monitor when he was a freshman in high school?" Ying Chanxi whispered, "He has a very good memory. He can remember everything everyone said. He can remember everyone's name on the first day of school.
Match your face."
"If he does his same thing again tonight, I might not be able to compete with him."
"So just in case, I have to make preparations."
Qiao Xinyan was speechless: "...it's just a squad leader position, do you two want to be so exaggerated?"
"You don't understand." Ying Chanxi hummed twice.
This is a little secret between the two of them, the kind that even Yan Zhusheng doesn't know about.
Thinking like this, Ying Chanxi suddenly became full of energy and began to record everyone's names seriously.
Because when Kong Junxiang signed in his classmates on the podium, he also took note of the seats where everyone was sitting. So when Ying Chanxi wrote down a person's name, he could take a look at the seat where the other person was sitting and see what the person looked like.
With such efforts, the advantage of Li Luo's Memory Palace was infinitely reduced by Ying Chanxi.
But Li Luo still didn't know this.
After moving the textbooks back to the classroom and gathering them all on the podium, Li Luo was ready to start distributing textbooks.
At this time, Ying Chanxi, who had already memorized everyone's names, stood up on his own initiative, came to the podium, handed out textbooks to Li Luo, and stood high on the podium to review the learning results just now.
The two of them worked together, and Ying Chanxi was responsible for producing dozens of books and handing them over to Li Luo, who then passed the textbooks to the two students at the front of each group.
When it was passed to the third group, Li Luo said to Hua Xiuxiu in the first row: "The 1.8-meter school uniform, help me register."
When Ying Chanxi, who was handing out textbooks, heard this, he immediately let out a sigh and asked curiously: "You have grown so much all of a sudden in the first year of high school?"
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised." Ying Chanxi said this. When Li Luo walked back to the podium, she came up to him, blushed slightly and raised her hand, making two gestures between the top of her head and Li Luo.
Down.
Ying Chanxi is only 1.6 meters tall, and her head almost reaches Li Luo's chin.
After trying hard to tiptoe, he could barely reach Li Luo's nose.
but……
Ying Chanxi secretly glanced at Li Luo's lips and felt that if he wanted to reach there, he would probably have to wrap his arms around Li Luo's neck and try to tiptoe to the limit before he could barely reach it.
However, Ying Chanxi just thought about it, and after making some gestures, he immediately turned around and continued to write.
But just the scene just now seemed a bit ambiguous to the students in the audience.
The classmates in Class 8 were naturally laughing secretly. They were familiar with the Class 8 bible "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" and had already become immune to the incidents between Li Luo, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng.
When they saw this scene on the podium, they all looked like they were watching a show, and they were quite enjoying it.
Especially Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang, who were sitting in the last row and winking at each other.
But for other students who have just joined the new Class 8, this scene is quite shocking.
That’s Yingchan River!
They are number one in their grade, and they are the white moonlight in the eyes of countless people.
But on the podium, he took the initiative to compare height with a boy and got so close to him.
Some people who are not familiar with Ying Chanxi's interpersonal relationships but often pay attention to Ying Chanxi who speaks every week under the flag-raising platform are naturally very surprised.
After all, except for Classes 1 and 8, although everyone in the other classes has always known the name of Chanxi, if they really know how familiar the other party is in the school's circle of friends, it is purely overthinking.
As for the original classmates in Class 1...
When Liu Shaowen saw the intimate scene on the podium, he was quite envious. He quietly said to his deskmate Liao Hailin under the table: "You think, it would be great if I were also a relative of Ying Chanxi."
"Then we can't fall in love?" Liao Hailin responded in a low voice.
"It's better than not being able to say even one sentence in a day, right?" Liu Shaowen complained, "And to be honest, after a year, I feel that Ying Chanxi really has no intention of falling in love, and Xie Shuchen and I have nothing.
progress."
"How else could he be number one?" Liao Hailin said speechlessly, "I don't think there is any need to hang himself on a tree. Ying Chanxi is really not someone that ordinary people can win."
"During our basketball game in the first half of the year, weren't there girls who came to you to confess their love?"
"She looks very cute, why don't you try it?"
When Liu Shaowen heard this, he immediately shook his head: "I'm not a boy like Xie Shuchen. That guy talked to many girls when he was in junior high school. I'm a decent, pure and good man!"
"How can you easily get off the station early if you have identified a person before completely losing hope?"
"Look now, if I agreed to fall in love last semester, even if I could be placed in the same class as Ying Chanxi in my second year of high school, what's the use?"
"Persistence is victory. Do you understand? She even said thank you to me today."
"Huh?" When Liao Hailin heard this, he immediately asked curiously, "What did you do? She still thanked you?"
"She wanted to sit by the window. I originally took the seat. She said she wanted to change it, so I agreed."
"Damn!" Liao Hailin was speechless when he heard this, "I told you last night that if you could arrive early, I could help you grab a seat by the window. Just now you said you didn't get it, so you went there to show your courtesy.
?!"
"Ahem..." Liu Shaowen was exposed by his coquettish tricks, and he felt a little embarrassed. He patted Liao Hailin on the shoulder and apologized, "I'll treat you to lunch at noon to calm down."
"It's on the second floor of the cafeteria."
"That's for sure!"
After all the textbooks were distributed, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi returned to their seats.
At this time, Yan Zhusheng had already helped Li Luo organize all the new textbooks and placed them neatly on the corner of the table.
"Okay, let's study by ourselves." Kong Junxiang sat back on the podium and said with a smile to the students in the audience, "It's okay to chat, but don't be too loud. We'll have lunch at 11:30 later."
After hearing what Teacher Kong said, the classroom suddenly became quiet.
After all, the students in Class 8 have never seen Kong Junxiang’s style as a class teacher. He said he could talk, but most of them still kept their mouths shut and reviewed their homework silently.
It wasn't until Xu Yinghuan started chatting with Zhao Rongjun and asked a few questions. After Kong Junxiang didn't respond at all, everyone started talking.
Li Luo had nothing to say. After all, he had already learned almost everything he needed to learn. With the Memory Palace in hand, there was no way for him to back down.
After assigning some study tasks to Yan Zhusheng, he held his chin in boredom and played anime in the memory palace to pass the time.
At noon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Except for Xu Youyu who was far away in the senior high school teaching building, the remaining six people in the seven-person study group naturally got together and walked towards the cafeteria together.
The four girls in front were walking side by side, with Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng in the middle, and Qiao Xinyan and Xu Yinghuan on both sides.
Li Luo followed behind, walking side by side with his good brother Zhao Rongjun, patted him on the shoulder and asked with a smile: "How do you feel on the first day of school?"
"How does this feel..."
"New classroom, new classmates, new deskmates, there should be some different ideas, right?" Li Luo couldn't help but said, "I see that Luo Jiajia is also in our class, why don't we continue to sit at the same desk with her?"
"Huanhuan sat next to me first." Zhao Rongjun said, "Would it be too rude if I changed it again?"
"Eh?" Xu Yinghuan, who was walking in front, overheard the conversation between the two boys. She immediately turned around and pretended to be disappointed and said, "I thought you would be happy to sit with me, but you were just being polite?"
"Ah...this...isn't...me..." After Zhao Rongjun was caught by Xu Yinghuan, he waved his hands nervously, "I didn't mean that...I meant...that...that's..."
"Huanhuan is teasing you." Qiao Xinyan covered her mouth and laughed, "How can she be so easily angry?"
"I'm not angry at all." Xu Ying said with a smile, "I'm just a little bit unhappy. Brother Jun, you are just too polite and always give people a sense of distance. Okay, we are all classmates, why are we so different?"
.”
"Okay, okay, don't bully my brother Jun." Li Luo put a hand on Zhao Rongjun's shoulder and patted him, "You are lucky to be at the same table with him. Don't tease him all the time. He is the same after all.
You are a top student, make good use of it and try to do better in this semester's elective exams."
"I know~" Xu Yinghuan had a headache as soon as she heard about the exam, "Li Luo, you are so annoying, even more annoying than my dad."
"Then your dad has to thank me." Li Luo curled his lips and said, "Among the few of us, you are the only one who is not very stable at Qianjiang University. You need to work harder."
"If I don't get into Qianjiang, won't you be friends with me?"
"It's not a question of whether we are willing or not." Li Luo chuckled, "It's a matter of time and space that will make it impossible for us to be friends."
They couldn't empathize with this yet, so they just laughed it off. Xu Yinghuan didn't take it seriously either. She just felt that with the power of friendship, the barriers of time and space could be broken.
Li Luo didn't say anything more, and slowly followed them to the cafeteria for a meal, then returned to the classroom to prepare for lunch break.
At this time, Yan Zhusheng took out two pillows from his drawer, gave the blue one to Li Luo, and then secretly placed an earphone in his palm.
The meddling pillow in front of me was drawn by Yan Zhusheng in a lottery on New Year's Day last year.
As for the headphones... they were naturally given by Ying Chanxi, but after Yan Zhusheng's birthday, the old pair had been eliminated, and Ying Chanxi gave a new pair, which is the latest Bluetooth headset and has better performance than the previous one.
Take it to the next level.
It's just that Ying Chanxi, who was sitting at the table in front of Li Luo, didn't even notice that one of the headphones he gave to Yan Zhusheng was already in Li Luo's hand.
She only saw two people, Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng, each with a cute pillow, one light blue and one pink, which looked very matched.
This made her feel a little unbalanced, but she couldn't say anything. In the end, she could only bury her head in sleep unhappy, out of sight and out of mind.
So after she fell asleep, Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng each had an earphone in their ears, and melodious light music slowly played.
Leaning on the comfortable pillows, Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng also slowly fell asleep.
Chapter completed!