My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

After entering the third year of high school, the joy of life was obviously much less. The autumn outing in September became the last happy memory before the hell life began.

This year's New Year's Day, the school still had a lively New Year's Day party, but the students in the third year of high school basically didn't participate too much. Only a few classes signed up for the simplest solo singing.

The juniors on the stage were as energetic as they were in the past, and the programs were bold and exciting, but after all, there was no such amazing and funny stage last year to ignite the audience.

In this year's selection of the best programs, the number of votes for the No.1 aerobics "exercise" and the No.2 class skit were tied, and it was no longer like last year, where the gap between No.1 and No.2 was [-] votes.

The video of "yes, ok" is still on the top post of the school's post bar. The long legs and thin waist of the four seniors are twisting in the video, with flaming red lips and long hair fluttering, so that the new high school freshmen Every time I look at it, I feel a little dazed.

——Fu Songhua, the handsome guy who is full of energy on the podium every morning, the flag-raiser of the school every Monday, the top student in the third year of high school, Qin Yuan, the president of the student union, and the undisciplined man who will always stand by Mr. Qin's side Class 9 sports committee, is it really those hot dancing beauties in the video?

On the contrary, the prettiest and coquettish woman dressed in the video is not easy to meet in school.

I heard from a senior in the third year of high school that he took the art student examination, and in the two months before and after the new year, he has often asked for leave to go to several favorite art schools and participate in the school examination interviews.

At the beginning of January, the final exams came as scheduled, and the entire third year of high school students were on the verge of an enemy, and the atmosphere was tense.

Most of the courses are over the schedule. The competition class has already completed the entire third year of senior high school courses. Even the steady class with the slowest progress has to hurry up and teach all the knowledge points of the college entrance examination. , and then a short ten days of symbolic Spring Festival winter vacation, in fact, the study part of the third year of high school has officially ended.

When I go back to school, I should go all out to prepare for the exam and face the first mock exam of the college entrance examination.

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The sky began to snow profusely, the windows of the classroom were closed tightly, and the outer glass was blurred, covered with layers of crystal clear ice flakes.

There is plumbing in the examination room, and the room temperature is quite high. Many students have taken off their heavy school uniforms. In the classroom, signature pens are rustling on the test papers.

Ruan Qingmu was so hot that she took off her school uniform jacket, revealing the beige sweater inside. He has a slender neck, and Mu Wanli likes to buy him sweaters with a thick neck. People with short clothes look useless, while clothes with long necks like Ruan Qingmu's make them more youthful, handsome, and picturesque.

The invigilator was patrolling back and forth in the back row, and when he looked at Ruan Qingmu in the last row, his eyes were kind.

There is no teacher who doesn't like children who study well, and they tend to prefer progressive students who progress quickly, who are shameless and courageous. The invigilator is an old lady, who is the chemistry teacher of the competition class that Ruan Qingmu forced to squeeze in at first.

At that time, she was very impressed with this underachiever who left after only one month, and she reprimanded him majestically, but now that a year and a half has passed, not only has the name not been gradually forgotten, but it has become more familiar.

Fighting and beating people are good at everything, but led a class of scumbags to win the gold medal in the school sports meeting; usually lazily seems not to care about anything, but silently, in the extreme time, put The grades have improved from the bottom six or seven hundred to the top one hundred in the grade.

The old lady has been teaching for so many years, and she has met many students who have made great progress, but she has not seen many students of this level.

This child with good grades and a sense of self-motivation, you can like it no matter how you look at it.Look at the tired and lazy look lying on the table after finishing the test paper, it's very cute.

... Ruan Qingmu tilted her head, silently checked the test paper twice, while unconsciously stroking a jade pendant hanging outside the sweater.

The material of Hetian mutton fat jade is as white as jade, with a few pieces of dark red jujube skin on it, carved in the shape of double fish, it looks like a rare object at first glance.

On Ruan Qingmu's birthday last year, Qin Yuan took a small rosewood box and solemnly gave it to him.

Ruan Qingmu had never seen anything good in her previous life, but when she opened the box, her hand shook blankly and almost dropped the box.

It is very similar to the one that Qin Yuan wore with him in his previous life.

In fact, he was only familiar with that jade pendant.The first time I saw him, he snatched it and ran away. The second time I saw him, he was already buried with him under the loess tomb, and he didn't have time to see it clearly.

I still remember the first few times Qin Yuan chased and killed him. He had no choice but to entangle him for a long time. One of them was in a close fight, Qin Yuan cut off his hair crown, and he also took advantage of the situation to snatch his waist The Pisces jade pendant that was hanging proudly turned around and ran away.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yuan was so angry that he would not let go, and chased him for several miles.Before it warmed up, it was forcibly snatched back.

Tsk tsk, although the jade pendant is a little expensive, but the Qin family doesn't have anything valuable, and it's worth being so stingy?

If it's really important, then that's fine.But when he finally restrained his bones, this Young Master Qin took off the jade pendant silently, and put it in his coffin again!

Apparently it's not really that rare. ...

But in this life, where did he get such a piece?

"It's left in my mother's jewelry box." When Qin Yuan gave it to him, the two of them were in the gym at his home. After training with sandbags, they collapsed together on the mats on the ground.

"It was passed down from her family. It is said that it has been passed down for several lifetimes. When she was pregnant with me, she told my father with a smile that if she had a daughter, she would leave it as a dowry to her daughter; if she had a son, she would pass it on in the future." Give it to my daughter-in-law."

"Damn...then why are you sending me?" He lay on the mat, his face covered in sweat, panting for breath, and asked bitterly.

"You are my daughter-in-law." At that time, Qin Yuan quickly turned over and blocked his dissatisfaction with a soft kiss. There is a smile on the brow.

Seeing him attacking back with teeth and claws, Qin Yuan didn't resist, and let him turn over and ride on him, looking at him silently with a pair of phoenix eyes: "I can be your daughter-in-law, anyway, you take the jade pendant."

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The bell rang in the examination room, and the last science comprehensive exam was finally over. Many students were still racing against time to write the last point, sighing or screaming.

Ruan Qingmu handed in the test paper slowly, and beside him, Huang Ya grabbed him nervously: "Brother Ruan, just now the penultimate question in physics, what is your answer?"

Ruan Qingmu shook her head: "Don't ask me, my physics is average."

"What's so normal, hey, you were in the top three in the class in physics last month!"

Next to him, Bai Jing stretched out his hand and patted Huang Ya, with a sad expression on his face: "Honey, let the past be the past, and look forward."

Ruan Qingmu found out her mobile phone from the handed-in schoolbag, opened it, and found that a message had been sent.

"Celebrate the liberation after the exam tonight and eat a small hot pot. They have already queued up, so you come directly."

The corner of Ruan Qingmu's mouth curled slightly, and he waved at Huang Ya and the others who were still answering the question: "Let's go, go to the cafeteria."

The light snow outside is getting heavier and heavier. After the last exam, no matter whether the exam is good or bad, everyone's tense nerves have been relaxed a lot. The road to the cafeteria is full of hungry students, and some people hold the thin snow. , and stuffed it into the person's neck unexpectedly.

Shouts and laughter sprinkled all the way, accompanied by snowflakes floating in the gray sky.

After entering the cafeteria, a group of people from class 1 had already occupied their seats. Fu Songhua and a few boys were queuing up at the hot pot window.

The quality of the food in the canteen of No. [-] Middle School is just average, but there are always a few common signature dishes that are a little better. Usually, sweet and sour short ribs and braised meatballs are the most popular. In winter, the supply of small pocket hot pots is limited, so you have to rely Rob.

Ruan Qingmu walked to Qin Yuan's side, sat down naturally, and stretched her waist: "Huh—after sitting for two whole days, my waist is about to break."

Qin Yuan quietly distributed the small bowls he had taken to everyone, looked at him, and said softly, "Go back to the dormitory at night and apply a hot water bottle."

Ruan Qingmu looked at him sideways, with a strange look in his eyes.

Who will apply?

How to apply it?After applying it, you probably have to "knead" it a few times, squeeze it on such a small floor, and then maybe it will really flash your waist.

"How did Brother Ruan do in the exam?" A boy from Class 1 came over and asked.

Huang Ya rushed to say: "That must be good, our brother Ruan had a beautiful smile on his face all the way."

Ruan Qingmu shook her head: "That's it. The higher the feeling, the slower the improvement."

The boy from Class 1 had a bitter face: "Brother Ruan, give me some way to survive. Everyone in our Peiyou class has survived one by one, that is, to keep their rankings unchanged. You have been "inserted" in our class like a sharp knife. How else can I improve?"

In name, you can freely enter and exit the training class, but as long as there is not a huge setback, the teacher will generally not kick people away easily, but if someone falls behind in grades, it must be heart-to-heart talk, discipline, and invite parents to join. people rescued.

But there are people who have progressed close to the top 100. As long as they apply, they can basically transfer classes. In the whole grade last year, four or five grades were "inserted" in the Peiyou class to improve. There was only one person whose ranking had already entered the top 100. , but never came in.

It's Mr. Ruan, the Sports Committee of Class 9.

Qin Yuan said flatly on the side: "Well, the higher you go, the more difficult it is to improve by ten or eight points."

The quasi-students in class 1 around him turned green: "Boss, don't think about raising your score by ten or eight!"

The top floor is cut off. Every time I pull No.2 for a few minutes, standing alone on the top of the mountain, don’t you feel that the height is extremely cold, lonely, empty and cold?

While talking, Fu Songhua and several boys ran over cautiously with a small hot pot each, and the person in front shouted: "Come on, be careful not to burn it."

There are a few with three fresh soup bases, some with spicy soup bases, and some with tomato soup bases, all of which have just been cooked. The small one is about enough for three people, and there are also side dishes brought it over.

"Choose your own taste. If you don't have enough food, go to the window to get it." Fu Songhua greeted, and reached out to put a small tomato soup pot in front of Qin Yuan, "Boss, do you want this?"

The boss likes to eat sweet and sour food, he has observed it.

Qin Yuan looked at Ruan Qingmu: "What do you want to eat?"

Ruan Qingmu smiled: "Same as you."

Sitting beside him, Huang Ya stretched out her chopsticks: "Let me join you in a pot. I've been on fire for the past two days, so I won't eat spicy food."

Qin Yuan didn't speak, and Ruan Qingmu didn't speak, and Bai Jing suddenly turned his head: "Come and eat the three fresh mushrooms! Look at this egg dumpling, it's delicious and fresh~~~ Look at the mushrooms, It's round and big~~~"

"No, I want to try tomato fat beef..."

Bai Jing grabbed him and forced his chopsticks to his side: "No, you don't want to!"

Huang Ya still wanted to object, but when she turned her head and saw Big Brother Qin lowering his head to help Brother Ruan pick up vegetables, he frowned, "...Yes, I suddenly don't want to."

It was abrupt, overstepped, and I didn't know how much I weighed!

The small pot started to boil and bubble, Qin Yuan poured down a small plate of fat beef slices, and after a while, scooped it up again and put it into the bowl in front of Ruan Qingmu: "Eat it."

Ruan Qingmu was also polite, picked it up and put it in her mouth: "Well, it's okay."

In the winter, the hot beef slices dipped in sweet and sour tomato soup, even if the beef is not high-grade and the ingredients are not top-notch, it will still feel hot in the stomach.

"By the way, where is Fangli from your class? Why don't you see him come to eat?" Someone from Class 1 suddenly asked.

Bai Jing picked up chopsticks to boil the mutton, and rushed to answer: "He took the entrance examination of an art school in city Z, the neighboring province."

"Oh! It's really hard work for art candidates." The science men sighed for a while, "Although we are suffering, we still have a lot of places to enroll. Art candidates are the ones with thousands of horses and horses crossing the single-plank bridge."

Fu Songhua sat on the side silently and didn't say much.He picked up a dish with chopsticks, without picking out the seasoning and fragrant leaves inside, he put it into his mouth to chew, and after a while he spit it out suddenly: "Bah bah."

"Will Fangli take the final exam?"

Bai Jing nodded: "The school agrees, the art candidates have been like this for the past two months, running around."

Someone casually searched the weather in City Z, and suddenly exclaimed: "Damn it, it's snowing heavily over there today! The family has to go with them, it's really hard work."

Fu Songhua suddenly said: "He went alone."

Everyone was a little stunned.Aren’t art candidates always go to other places with their family members? They are not familiar with the places where they live, and they have to live near different schools, prepare for exams, and wait. How can they do it alone?

I don't know if it was smoked by the heat of the small hot pot, Fu Songhua's eye circles were slightly red, and he repeated: "No one is with him."

Others have big bags and small bags, and the parents at home are following them and taking care of them like babies. His Fang Li is only one person, and his mother has been a little sick lately.

Then, he could only watch helplessly like this, unable to do anything.

Ruan Qingmu looked up at him, and suddenly said: "You take the exam well, don't overthink it like a mother."

Qin Yuan also responded softly: "Yes, if you fall behind in grades again, everyone will have a hard time together."

The boys present were all on good terms with Fang Li. Although they didn't know why Fang Li had no one to accompany him at home, they all knew that they should keep their mouths shut. At the small dinner table, everyone was a little gloomy, and the boys from class 9 were even more frowning.

Ruan Qingmu frowned, looked at Fu Songhua's eyes that were getting redder and said: "Everyone, don't do this, Fang Li is fine."

He took a mouthful of the food, his voice was muffled, he didn't seem to care, but he said word by word: "He is not Fang Li from the past, I don't need your pity."