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Early on Monday morning, Jiang Yan waited downstairs at Xi Zhikong's house.

Xi Zhikong quickly ran downstairs with a piece of instant noodles in his mouth, stood still in front of Jiang Yan, looked at the time, and breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm not late!"

"You eat this for breakfast?" Jiang Yan asked, pointing to the instant noodle cake in his hand.

Xi Zhikong patted him on the shoulder and walked forward and said, "Yes, let's go quickly. I am on duty this morning, so I have to go early."

"If you want to go early, you still have to step on it?" Jiang Yan raised his leg and kicked his schoolbag lightly and said, "I called He Xing last night, and he changed with you."

"Change what?"

"Exchange day, you tomorrow morning." Jiang Yan passed by the steamed stuffed bun shop and bought four steamed stuffed buns and two cups of soy milk, took advantage of the empty table and inadvertently snatched the instant noodles in his hand and threw them into the trash can.Xi Zhikong's eyes were empty, and then he was stuffed with two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk.

He muttered: "I eat well..."

Jiang Yan ignored it completely, took a sip of soy milk and walked forward and said, "This week is Chinese, what are you going to discuss?"

"Discussion...you can figure it out." Xi Zhikong took a bite of the hot steamed stuffed bun in his hand, "I'll just prepare it for what you want to discuss."

Jiang Yan stopped to look at him, "You are the team leader, you asked me what to discuss."

He thought for a moment and said, "Then, then go and ask everyone for their opinions."

As soon as the two arrived at the door of the classroom, Jiang Yan was called to the office by the teacher.

He Xing was tidying up the podium, when he turned his head and saw Xi Zhikong appearing at the door of the classroom with a lot of energy, he hung up the towel in his hand and walked over.

"Aren't you sick?"

Xi Zhikong frowned: "You are sick."

He walked to the seat and put down his and Jiang Yan's schoolbags, threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth and chewed while saying, "Who told you I was sick, did you expect me to be sick?"

He Xing sat down on the table in front of him, holding a blackboard eraser in his hand.He said: "Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan said it."

"Him? How is it possible? He went downstairs to my house to wait for me this morning. What nonsense are you talking about?" Xi Zhikong put the Chinese documents on the table, leaned back on the chair and looked out the window, just in time to see Chen Xucong coming out of the cafeteria , followed by a tall boy with a schoolbag.

"A while ago, I heard from Lao Chen that there is going to be a transfer student in our class. Could it be that one?"

He opened half of the window to show He Xing. As soon as he said this, Sun Chenxuan and Jiang Zhehui who were sitting around came over.

He Xing said: "It looks like it is. I went to deliver materials to Lao Chen on Friday, and I heard a few teachers talking about it. What month is it called? I didn't hear it very clearly."

Sun Chenxuan patted him on the head, "What's the use of you, you only listen to half of such important information!"

"Hey, let me tell you, didn't you understand that you weren't cleaned up in junior high school, and you deserve to be beaten up in high school!" Not to be outdone, He Xing casually rolled up Xi Zhikong's book and hit him on the shoulder.

"It's fine if you don't mention junior high school. You can bully me when I was young and ignorant. Today I will show you who is the elder brother!" Sun Chenxuan patted He Xing on the head several times, and turned his head when he was done. just run.

This time when He Xing chased him out, he looked carefully at his feet, avoiding Jiang Zhehui's murderous eyes and white shoes and drove Sun Chenxuan out.

"If there is something wrong with my language documents, you both have to put them in my hands today!" Xi Zhikong stood up and shouted at the two of them. Jiang Yan just came in with a stack of documents, and was almost knocked to the ground by Sun Chenxuan who was fleeing for his life. .

He put the things on the empty seat next to him, kicked Xi Zhikong's stool, looked out along his line of sight, and asked, "Why are you looking so serious?"

Xi Zhikong didn't even throw him a sentence: "Look for inspiration."

"..."

Jiang Zhehui looked up, then lowered his head to write and draw in his notebook.

I don't know how far He Xing chased Sun Chenxuan, but when they came back a few minutes later, it was Sun Chenxuan chasing He Xing, with Xi Zhikong's ravaged Chinese document in his hand.

Seeing his Chinese book fly out of Sun Chenxuan's hand in a perfect parabola, before he could say "Fucking shit", the book flew straight at the feet of Chen Xucong who came in.

The whole class fell silent for a while.

Chen Xucong looked down, raised his head and glanced around, without speaking or moving.The boy standing behind him stepped forward and knelt down to pick it up. After turning the first page, he saw Xi Zhikong's name.

Chen Xucong asked: "Whose?"

The boy closed the book, with a faint smile on his lips, and his voice was slow and gentle, "It's the Chinese book of a classmate named Xi Zhikong, Mr. Chen."

Xi Zhikong immediately felt dozens of arrow-like gazes shooting towards him, and he was blinded by one of them——the eyes of the other students fell on him as well.

His brain was blank as if it had suddenly stopped functioning, and he met the man's gaze in the silence around him.

It happened that the man was also looking at him with a friendly smile, Xi Zhikong felt as if something had been opened up, and suddenly he had inspiration for something that he could not write for a long time a few days ago.

Chen Xucong raised his Chinese book in his hand and asked, "Xi Zhikong, are you good at Chinese?"

"No, teacher, I—"

"Copy the following ancient poems for me ten times! Give them to me before Friday! ——Return the books to him."

The transfer student walked towards Xi Zhikong under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Yan had a vague feeling that Xi Zhikong was not in the right state, tilted his head to see the expression on his face, and saw that he was stunned for a moment.

So Jiang Yan calmly turned his eyes on the person who came over again, and sized him up carefully.

"Classmate, is it your book?" The transfer student stood in front of Xi Zhikong and asked with a polite smile.

Xi Zhikong nodded, took the language document and said thank you.

When the class bell rang, the boy returned to stand beside Chen Xucong, and the others returned to their seats one after another. Xi Zhikong was still staring at the Chinese documents on the table thoughtfully.

"Let me introduce to the students. This is a new classmate in our class, Shu Jiyue." Chen Xucong glanced down, and deliberately added: "He transferred from No. [-] Middle School."

Xi Zhikong frowned.Isn't the Sixth Middle School the focus of Jiang Yan's almost passing the exam?He quietly looked back at Jiang Yan, and found that the man was turning his pen and staring at the people on the podium.

"Hello everyone, my name is Shu Jiyue. I am very happy to be a classmate with you. I hope you can give me your advice in the next three years."

From entering the door until now, Shu Jiyue has always smiled in a gentle manner, and his gaze on everyone is the same soft, only when he looks at Jiang Yan, there is a little undetectable fluctuation in his eyes.

Xi Zhikong saw everything in his eyes.

There was an empty seat in the next row, which happened to be next to Jiang Yan, and Shu Jiyue walked straight towards Jiang Yan with her schoolbag on her back.

Shu Jiyue has an elegant temperament all over her body, just like his name, Qingfeng Jiyue, like a breeze and like a cold moon, trying to get close yet seems unattainable.Xi Zhikong wrote the words "Qingfeng Jiyue" on the manuscript paper at hand, put down the pen and propped his chin on his hand, and looked out of the window again.

Just a gust of cool and warm wind blew towards him and hit him lightly on the face.

Shu Jiyue settled down in her seat, took out her textbook and turned her head to ask Jiang Yan: "Hello, classmate—"

"Jiang Yan."

Xi Zhikong heard Jiang Yan interrupt Shu Jiyue neatly, and then smiled silently.

Facing Jiang Yan's attitude, Shu Jiyue didn't seem to be annoyed at all, but asked in a more gentle tone: "Student Jiang Yan, what unit did you get to in the class?"

Xi Zhikong turned his head and whispered to Shu Jiyue, "The second unit." Then he laughed, with two shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth.

From the smile on his eyebrows, Jiang Yan seemed to have eaten sugar, or drank a bottle of vinegar, his cheeks were sore and he clenched his back molars.

Shu Jiyue would be a gentleman in ancient times, he thanked Xi Zhikong very politely, and returned a more gentle smile.

The cap of the pen in Jiang Yan's hand shattered.

High school students are always relatively reserved—except for Xi Zhikong.

After class, he pushed Jiang Yan to his seat and took his place.

As soon as he sat down next to Shu Jiyue, the valve on Xi Zhikong's mouth was completely opened.Sun Chenxuan sat on Jiang Zhehui's table, looked like he was watching a show, lowered his head and cast a vote in the QQ group of several people.

Jiang Yan's phone vibrated, he took it out and clicked on the QQ interface to have a look, then took the pen cap that had just been crushed and threw it at Sun Chenxuan, and said to Jiang Zhehui, "You care?"

Jiang Zhehui was called out suddenly, raised his head and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "I can't control it as a father."

He Xing added: "I can't control it even if I'm a mother."

"What did you say?" Sun Chenxuan jumped down from the table, and the grievance between the two who had just settled down resumed, chasing and chasing people who filled the classroom.

Xi Zhikong was patiently and carefully introducing the situation in the class and the school to Shu Jiyue, and Shu Jiyue was also listening carefully. The scene of the two people talking cordially seemed very harmonious.

Jiang Yan thought, it's really fucking impossible to guard against.

He coughed twice, stood up, walked behind Xi Zhikong, poked his shoulder, and said, "This student, please go back to your own seat."

"There is no class again! You sit with me first, wait a while." Xi Zhikong pushed the person back, and said, "Didn't you see that I am helping the new students get to know everyone? Why are you so ignorant?"

Jiang Yan laughed angrily, he grabbed Xi Zhikong's wrist with his backhand, turned him around and pressed him on his own stool, then quickly sat back in his seat, winked at Shu Jiyue, and said, "Student Shu, there is If you don’t understand anything, just ask me, and I’ll tell you everything.”

Xi Zhikong gritted his teeth and was about to slap the table and get up when the bell rang for class.

Sun Chenxuan and He Xing ran in from the door one after the other with excited and surprised expressions on their faces, and sat down on their seats with a gust of wind. He Xing couldn't wait to say: "Hey! You know that our school has a music teacher. What?!"

"The school is recruiting teachers recently. Isn't it strange to have a music teacher?" Jiang Yan shrugged, then turned to talk to Shu Jiyue with a smile.

However, Shu Jiyue seemed to be more interested in this music teacher, and his eyes turned to He Xing waiting for his next words.

He Xing turned his head and looked at the door of the classroom, and after confirming that it was safe, he said, "Sun Chenxuan and I saw the dean of teaching and a teacher together in the stairwell just now, that teacher seems to be Lin..."

Sun Chenxuan sighed and shook his head: "I just said it's useless to ask for you. I forgot the name I just heard just now. How can you let dad feel relieved to hand over Jiangshan to you?"

"Shut up!" He Xing said angrily.

Xi Zhikong frowned, listening to what the two said, he couldn't help but think of a name that he had only heard a few days ago - his cousin Jiang Yan said was also surnamed Lin, and his name was Lin Tongrui.

"Surname Lin?" He looked back at Jiang Yan and said, "Could it be your cousin? Didn't you say he just graduated from Berkeley?"

Jiang Yan then said, "Lin Tongrui?"

He Xing slapped his thigh suddenly, and said loudly: "That's the name! That's it!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xucong led in a handsome strange face, his face was still as dark as when he first entered the class last class.He coughed twice and scanned the entire classroom into silence.

He Xing's voice seemed to be still echoing in his ears, Xi Zhikong turned his body to look at the person behind Chen Xucong, but was caught by Chen Xucong again.

"The seat is empty—"

After being called, Xi Zhikong pouted and sat down.

"Do you really love music?" When Chen Xucong said this, not only Xi Zhikong himself was dumbfounded, but everyone around him was also dumbfounded—the whole class knew that Xi Zhikong's singing was incomplete.

Sun Chenxuan didn't hold back his laughter, let out a chuckle, and inadvertently helped Xi Zhikong divert the firepower.Chen Xucong then named Sun Chenxuan again: "Sun Chenxuan, I see that you really want to sing a song for everyone. Why don't you sing "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" for everyone in this music class?"

The whole class immediately burst into laughter.Sun Chenxuan's "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" also has a story.

After the military training ended two months ago, at the first party organized by the class, not only Xi Zhikong, but also Jiang Yan and Sun Chenxuan became famous.Xi Zhikong's singing is like doing multiple choice questions in mathematics. He can perfectly avoid all the correct options and choose the wrong answer without hesitation. He also avoids the correct melody in singing, and he can sing this song into that one.Sun Chenxuan belongs to the broken voice contestant, the treble is broken, and the bass is also broken, as if he swore an oath before picking up the microphone that he is not a human being. There is no song that he can't sing.

Jiang Yan is different, singing is really nice, he can sing any song, the kind that wants to have a vigorous love with him after listening to his love songs.

That day at KTV Sun Chenxuan drank too much and held the microphone and did not let go. The song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, making it unforgettable forever.

Chen Xucong waved his hand: "Okay, okay, why are you smiling? Let's see what you look like! The music teacher has been transferred and left. From now on, your music teacher will be this one, Teacher Lin." Then he turned around with a smile on his face. The strange man came to the podium and said, "Teacher Lin, please."

Lin Tongrui stood on the podium, glanced around, wrote three words on the blackboard with chalk, turned around and smiled and said, "Hello, students, Lin Tongrui, please take care of me."