After rebirth, Bai Yueguang fell in love with me at first sight

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The day's classes were gradually coming to an end, and their head teacher called them over when school was about to end. The students looked at the head teacher in bad spirits, with faces more drawn than a city wall.

"Teacher, what's the matter? Let's make it short!!!"

"Sir, can you hear the call from my moon? It is my weathered crescent moon." A boy was possessed by the spirit of acting and performed a sad drama for Ding Ke.

His deskmate was confused and asked, "What are you talking about? Do you have a partner?"

The boy was shocked and glanced at him, wanting to cry but unable to, "Speechless... How could you not understand me!"

When Cheng Si heard this conversation, he seemed to recall something and couldn't suppress the smile on his face. No matter how many years have passed, he still remembered it. He really admired the unique way of thinking of Xin Yisong.

Lin Zhi didn't understand what was going on, so he curiously asked the boy, "Erbao, what are you talking about?"

"Xiao Lin, the so-called empty moon must be filled," the boy said with a smile.

"Oh, my god, I know what you mean. Classmate Lin, you have to ask me about this," his deskmate stroked his chin, speaking in a clear and loud voice, and even stroked his non-existent beard, "It's a pun, just the word 'stomach'!"

The classmates in the class reacted and no longer looked dead as before. They all burst into laughter. It was not because what they said was so funny, but their exaggerated expressions and movements, coupled with the twists and turns of the conversation, it was like a crosstalk, the comedy effect was maximized.

Their class teacher twitched his face, coughed, and was also amused, "Look at how energetic you are. You have such a slick mouth. You can consider crosstalk in the future. You have one more direction to go."

"Teacher, that's not right. Our Erbao's delicate little face is more suitable for the big screen. Let's go and make a movie," his desk mate said with a smile.

"Stop talking, stop talking. It makes us girls feel inferior."

"Songsong, when you become a star in the future, don't forget your old classmates. Give me more autographs and I will sell them for money," the girl joked.

Cheng Sichao also looked over there. This was the first time he observed the appearance of a classmate in the class. To be honest, according to what his desk mate said, Xin Yisong was indeed very well-mannered, with a small face, a pair of misty deer eyes, fair skin and red lips. He was better looking than many girls.

The class had a lot of ideas about this topic, and they started discussing who was prettier and who was more handsome in the class. Cheng Si even heard someone mention his name, and several people looked over here. Cheng Si felt a little embarrassed for some reason.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Do you still want to finish class early? You said you were hungry. I see you are very energetic and you can go through a few more classes without even taking a breath." The head teacher suddenly slapped the table.

The classroom suddenly became quiet. Everyone wanted to go back home and eat early.

After a while, seeing that everyone had quieted down, Ding Ke continued, "Appearance is given by your parents, what's there to discuss? Good looks certainly make a deep impression, but if you only have good looks and can't do anything else, then you're just going to be a vase in the future?" Ding Ke pushed his glasses, slowed down and continued, "Even if you're going to be a vase, you have to be smart, otherwise others will sell you out, and you'll still be counting money for them!"

After Ding Ke finished speaking, many students in the class couldn't help but laugh.

"I won't beat around the bush with you or say irrelevant things. Teacher, I'm hungry now too. I'll take up a few minutes of your time. This year, the No. 100 Middle School in the city has given our school 15 places. We will visit their school the day after tomorrow to encourage students who are interested in applying to their school. Our class has been allocated places. Anyone who wants to go can find the student committee member to fill out a form before tomorrow afternoon. That's it," he said, and then left the classroom in a swift and decisive manner.

A discussion started in the classroom.

"What's so good about this? I'm not going."

"You are stupid, why don't you go, it would be nice to go out and have some fresh air."

"No, no, it's too hard to get into this school. All the students are great. I'll get jealous just looking at their school."

"I want to go and see it. This will motivate me to work harder!"

"I heard their cafeteria food is delicious!"

"Hey, Cheng Si, are you going or not?" Lin Zhi moved closer to him.

Cheng Si had no interest in visiting the school, but when he thought about how he missed an exam in his previous life due to a fever and did not get into No. 1 Middle School, he didn't know if he would have the chance to visit this school again in the future. After some thought, he thought it would be a good idea to go and take a look.

He said to his deskmate, "Participate"

Lin Zhi was quite happy to hear that, "Then I'll join in, and visit my brother He by the way."

Cheng Si quietly cleaned up his seat, not knowing which one this was. After all, didn't he go to No. 1 Middle School when he wasn't there last time?

"Should I tell my brother He in advance that I'm going to his school?" Lin Zhi said while biting a pen.

Cheng Si pulled it over and said, "Don't bite the pen, it's dirty."

Lin Zhi curled his lips, "Cheng Si, you are quite similar to my brother He in some ways! He also didn't want me to bite the pen, saying that this is a..."

Before he could finish, he saw Cheng Si wiping his pen with a tissue. He was instantly choked. It seemed that Cheng Si thought his mouth was dirty.

Lin Zhi looked aggrieved and howled, "Cheng Si, you are going too far!!!"

Cheng Si coughed and changed the subject, "It's time to go home from school. Are you thirsty? Can I buy you some milk tea?"

Lin Zhi struggled for a moment, "Okay, I forgive you," he said, "I want the most expensive one, the deluxe version!"

"Okay!" Cheng Si shook his head, feeling like he was coaxing a child.

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The next afternoon after school, Cheng Si went to hand in his form, but was stopped by the Chinese teacher next to him. His tone was full of grief and annoyance.

"Cheng Si, the teacher won't say how good your Chinese is, but your composition is really hard to describe, especially the lyrical essay, which is too pale and too formulaic. The teacher knows that you are good at math, physics and science, but can we not give examples in these areas next time? The purpose of lyrical essays is to express our emotions, not to engage in academic research!"

Cheng Si pursed his lips and said sincerely, "Teacher, I will try my best." Cheng Si felt distressed. Compositions were really difficult to write. There were word count requirements, and most of the time there was no content. All he could think of were some theoretical things, so he could only find them to make up the word count.

Later, the Chinese teacher said a lot about his problem, and finally summarized, "The teacher suggests that you read more books and practice your writing skills. Composition is also very important. Composition accounts for a large proportion of the score. When you go to high school and take the college entrance examination, composition will also be a score-pulling item. One point can defeat thousands of people. I will help you find some materials later. Go back and think about it carefully. Does what the teacher said make sense?"

Cheng Si nodded silently. After thinking about it, it might be because he didn't accumulate enough knowledge in his daily life. His writing had a great impact on his grades. In his last life, he had lagged behind in the Chinese language in the college entrance examination. After a year of adjustment, he changed his major and studied his favorite subject. Now there is still early, so he secretly decided to study writing well.

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As Cheng Si just walked out of the school gate, he saw Lin Zhi waiting at the door and waving at him. Cheng Si remembered that he had promised to accompany him to the gymnasium to watch a basketball game before school was over.

Seeing Lin Zhi holding two cheering items in his hands, he was still a little confused. When he walked to the child, he handed a glowing stick to Cheng Si.

Cheng Si's mind was full of questions, and he hesitated to speak. Finally, he asked doubtfully as if to confirm something, "Are we going to watch the basketball game?"

Lin Zhi smiled a little foolishly, "Yes!!!"

Kid, you bought two glowing mallets, and I thought we were going to a concert of some singer.

As a well-mannered adult, Cheng Si did not say this out loud, but calmly took the hammer.

Lin Zhi was very self-aware and explained, "I originally wanted to buy the one that makes noises, but it looks a bit silly and is quite expensive. This one is more cost-effective and it can even glow."

"..." Cheng Si was silent and gave a stiff smile, "So why did you buy these things?"

Lin Zhi lowered his head a little embarrassedly, "I forgot to tell you one thing, my brother He is in the competition."

Cheng Si also understood and was numbly dragged forward by the excited Lin Zhi.

When Cheng Si and Lin Zhi arrived at the gymnasium, the referee had already blew the whistle, and the two quickly found a seat and sat down.

At this moment, all the athletes on both sides of the field were full of energy, but Cheng Si's attention was attracted only by the figure wearing the white No. 7 jersey. From a distance, Cheng Si blatantly watched the man cooperating with his teammates tacitly, passing the basketball silently, and his movements were easy and with a bit of his unique casualness.

But he was not completely lazy, for in a gap, he was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and dunked the basketball that his opponent was about to pass. When the ball was in his hands, he seemed to shout something, and then he rushed straight to the basket like a white arrow, caught the ball passed by his teammate and shot it with one step.

Cheng Si suddenly recalled watching him play basketball in college. The young man was agile and flexible. He dribbled the ball past the heavy encirclement, jumped up, blocked the shot and slammed the ball into the net. This man might have been born arrogant. When he glanced at people, his eyes were always lazy and casual, as if he didn't care about anyone, which made people love and hate him.

At this moment, Lin Zhi next to him pushed him, and Cheng Si came back to his senses and continued watching the game on the field.

The competition had already reached its climax, with both sides competing fiercely. The atmosphere was tense and the audience unconsciously held their breath in silence.

When a player on the field made his last shot, the audience cheered loudly. The spectators in Cheng Si's position stood up directly, and the cheers of victory seemed to overturn the stadium.

When the competition was over, Lin Zhi received a message with a happy smile on his face, "Cheng Si, my brother He's competition is over, and he asked us to go to the celebration banquet."

Cheng Si didn't know how this "we" came about, after all, he seemed to have only met his brother He once.

Cheng Si didn't agree in the end, so Lin Zhi had no choice but to send him to the gymnasium entrance, and then go through the small passage to find his brother He.

Sports hall bathroom——

Lin Zhi was waiting for Ji Quanhe at the door. After waiting for a few minutes, Jin Li came out first. Seeing Lin Zhi, he smiled casually and said, "Little Lin, do you really have to wait at the door?"

Lin Zhi ignored him and continued to wait for his own return.

Jin Li shook his head helplessly, and didn't rush to leave. He looked at him and asked, "Didn't you just say you had a friend with you? Why are you alone now?"

Lin Zhi then ignored him and said, "My deskmate said he had something to do, so he left first."

Jin Li didn't care, he just mentioned it casually, as if he remembered something, and said, "Your support items are very nice, they are very conspicuous in the crowd."

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