There was only one young man sitting upright in the office who was concentrating on his work. Bo Wenzhou raised his hand and knocked on the open red-lacquered wooden door twice, "Hello, I'm looking for Teacher Wei from Class 9 ([-]) of Senior High."

Shuaishen has been with Wei Miao for many years, always enjoying it, and spares no effort to stumbling him. Similarly, Cupid has been with him for many years, but he is obviously more calm than Shuaishen. Year after year, it seems to be waiting for this day, so the moment the man in front of the door appeared, he first touched Wei Miao's head tenderly, then retreated behind him, drew his bow of love, and pointed towards him. He shot an arrow hard, knocking open the hard shell of Wei Miao's heart with his stupid and blunt arrow, releasing the surging chocolate magma inside.

Seeing the young man staring at him with straight eyes, Bo Wenzhou didn't say a word for a long time, so he slowed down and asked again, "Hello, I'm the parent of Chen Wei, a freshman in the first grade. Teacher Wei, are you in this office?"

Wei Miao blushed, not just blushing, he felt that every cell in his body was exploding, he stood up staggeringly, unable to control his body at all, "You...you sit...sit, me, me, me... It's...it's Wei...Wei...Teacher Wei."

Bo Wenzhou frowned lightly. The new teacher of those two boys...is he stuttering?

Wei Miao was enchanted, his eyes were only awake for a second, and then became erratic and blurred again. The office disappeared, the tables and chairs disappeared, and the doors and windows disappeared. In the swaying lavender field, an ideal and perfect gentleman walked slowly towards him, stopped in front of him, bowed gracefully to him, and asked him softly, "Dear Miaomiao, would you like to spend time with me?" For the rest of my life."

Wei Miao's face was as hot as a fire, "I...I..."

Bo Wenzhou was stunned, he was a little confused about the situation, "Excuse me... what are you?"

Cupid had completed his mission, and with a sinister smile, he spread his wings and flew away from his shoulders. Wei Miao was just about to step over the fence and walk towards his Prince Charming when his knee hit the table leg with a bang, knocking him away. His daydreams crashed on the spot.

He looked at the man's puzzled expression, his face couldn't help turning from red to green, then from green to white, and finally turned red again unknowingly, he walked out of the seat holding the desk, "Sit down, I'll Pour you a glass of water."

Seeing his immobility, Bo Wenzhou hurriedly said, "Don't be too busy, I won't drink, thank you, let's go through the necessary procedures first, after all, the child will enter class early tomorrow morning."

Thinking of the business, Wei Miao hurried back to the desk, took out the letter paper and pen, and instructed him to write the transfer application.

Bo Wenzhou's handwriting is very beautiful, with muscles and bones, and it's particularly energetic. Wei Miao was dumbfounded again. This person not only has good-looking handwriting, but the way he writes is even better. He was frightened by his own thoughts. He hoped that the other party would not stop. Well, just write one stroke at a time until the end of the world.

"Do you think this is okay?"

Before Wei Miao could adjust his mood, the written application was handed to him. He held the letter paper full of words, his hair was dizzy, and his eyes were dizzy, "It's ok, I'm sorry."

Bo Wenzhou returned the pen to him, "Then thank you, Teacher Xiao Wei, is there anything else?"

"Is it convenient to leave your phone number? If the student has anything to do at school, please contact me in time." Wei Miao's tone was very flat, but he was very disturbed in his heart. It was not him to use such a legitimate reason to ask for a phone number from a strange man. things that should be done.

Bo Wenzhou thought for a while, then picked up a pen and wrote down a series of numbers, "This is my home phone number, I may not be here often."

"Chen Wei studies well and is sensible, so he won't bother you often."

Bo Wenzhou nodded, and said frankly, "I don't worry about Chen Wei, that boy Jiang Cheng is hard to say."

Wei Miao thought of another boy whom he had met at noon. He had only met once, so he couldn't comment hastily. He could only get to know him slowly after school started.

After Bo Wenzhou finished his work, he naturally took his leave and wanted to leave. Wei Miao also got up, "I'll take you out."

Bo Wenzhou thought that the other party wanted to send him out of the office just out of politeness, but who knew that the young man sent him to the school gate in one go.

He was a little confused, so, "You..."

Wei Miao was so embarrassed that she wanted to cry, but her expression was still very natural, "I happened to be out to buy something, so be careful on the way."

Bo Wenzhou didn't doubt that he was there, got into his own car, and drove straight away from him.

Wei Miao walked a few more steps and went to Kiss Tea. He said he bought it for his girlfriend, and the clerk recommended him a strawberry fruit milk called "First Love". Drinking a drink while walking home, the evening sun was still scorching, he thought of his first love, it didn't taste like this cup of strawberry fruit milk at all, it was neither sour nor sweet, only he would never go there again for the rest of his life The shame and pain of recalling.

He didn't want to drink any more, so he threw the remaining half cup of drink into the trash can by the side of the road, along with the string of phone numbers hidden in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the sinking sunset in the distance, Wei Miao said to herself silently, work hard, teach well, become a full-time professional sooner, and return to a normal life sooner.

The sky in the city is not as blue as in the mountains, but the sunset glow in the sky is very beautiful. Sang Yang sat on the playground holding an old book until late at night when the dormitory building was about to be locked before going to the dormitory.Everyone in the village said that if he hadn't been too ambitious and insisted on studying in the city, his father wouldn't have dragged his injured body into the mine, and if he hadn't gone into the mine, he wouldn't have died... Fortunately, there are still His mother understood him, so he had the guts to report for duty with the last sum of money his father paid for his life. He knew better than anyone that learning opportunities were hard-won, so he cherished them all the more.

He just rushed to the city this afternoon, and when he arrived, there was only one vacant bed left in dormitory 308, and the three people who had already lived in there had been very ugly since he appeared.He also couldn't tell where he was annoying, maybe it was the big sack he was carrying on his shoulders, maybe his old quilt that was too fancy, maybe the old lunch box he accidentally knocked, or even the old daddy on him. The old work clothes, whether people can get along with each other, can be judged from the first meeting.

Fang Zhiyuan kicked the cloth bag leaning against the corner, and frowned in disgust, "What the hell is this?"

Han Zhe came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, "Okay, there's no end to it, you have the ability to kick people out!"

Fang Zhiyuan choked for a moment, he glanced at the white porcelain jar with paint peeling off on the table, "What age is this? He also said that no country bumpkin should come to the dormitory, who knows what to be afraid of, you didn't see this The kid is wearing tattered clothes that I don’t know where to pick them up, who knows if there are fleas and lice infectious diseases or something.”

Han Zhe made him feel even worse. As soon as he climbed to the upper bunk, he saw the quilt on the adjacent bed, which was full of rich and red flowers. He really wanted to build a wall between the two beds.

Meng Qirui lay down on the bunk under Han Zhe and slept, but in fact, he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he didn't expect such a person to be assigned to the dormitory. Seeing him, he remembered his former self, and everyone knew him He is the son of the mayor's family, but very few people know that he is just an illegitimate son.

Fang Zhiyuan and Han Zhe have never met before, but he knows better than anyone else that the dusty quilt surface, the white porcelain jar with red letters on it, and even the dusty liberation shoes on the boy's feet are all common in the countryside. It's something uncommon.

He has already lived in a big house, put on brand-name clothes, has a car to pick him up, and is surrounded by people, but he will never forget the broken tiles on the roof, the rotten bricks in the corner, and the terrifying cobwebs under the bed , my grandfather is very discerning. I heard that my father was a small clerk 20 years ago. It was just a chance to go to the countryside with the leader for inspection, so my grandfather took a fancy to him and arranged for the acquaintance of father and mother.

It's a pity that his father married another woman for his future. He admired his grandfather's scheming and his mother's endurance. For more than ten years, his father had been promoted all the way, and by marriage coincidence, he and his mother rekindled their old feelings several times until his wife passed away. The mother and son were considered to have really made it through.

Not only Fang Zhiyuan, but Han Zhe couldn't tolerate that kid, and neither could he. The kid living here would only remind him of the past that he would never mention to anyone.

Sang Yang returned to the dormitory and saw that the lights in the dormitory had been turned off. He silently breathed a sigh of relief, carefully took the key to open the door, walked in lightly, found something to brush his teeth and wash his hands.

None of the other three people in the room fell asleep. Fang Zhiyuan felt that there was nowhere to start the fire. Hearing the sound of running water in the pool, he became even more angry. He turned over heavily as if he was afraid that others would not hear him. , twisted his face into the bed, "It's so noisy, and it's not letting people sleep!"

Sang Yang paused for a moment while brushing his teeth, then speeded up silently.

He didn't have a thermos bottle, only one at home, he took away his mother, he must be reluctant to buy it, he wanted to buy one in the city, but the price was ridiculously expensive.Knowing that his roommate was upset, he took a cold shower, and quickly climbed into bed.

The corner of Han Zhe's mouth twitched. The bath was too aggressive, so he just kissed his lips with water, right?

Just as Sang Yang was going to sleep, Meng Qirui called the other two to chat with him. The three of them glanced at each other, talked about eating, drinking, having fun, talking about celebrities, talking about cars, and talking about women. Sang Yang couldn't fall asleep with his head covered. , he thought of it all as a night owl meowing on the roof of his house, and fell asleep after a while.

On the first day of high school, just as Jiang Cheng put on his new school uniform, Chen Wei couldn't help but go up and throw him down.

Jiang Cheng pressed his back against the bed, and helplessly patted the person lying on him who refused to get up, "What's wrong in the morning?"

Unlike Yicheng No. [-] Middle School’s school uniform, which has three primary colors from soil to dregs, the school uniform of Shi No. [-] High School is only simple blue and white, which is much cleaner and more beautiful. gone."

Jiang Cheng rubbed the little ghost's head buried on his chest into a mess, "Isn't that an exaggeration?"

"Yes, so you must remember the 150 terms we agreed upon."

"Didn't there be only fifty or so last time, and it became more than 150 in just a few days?"

"Do you want to object?"

"Can I object?"

Chen Wei pressed his forehead against his chin, "Of course not."

"Let's go, it's almost time."

"Ok!"

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