Night walk

"Qiao Lu." Teacher Du said again.

"Teacher." A girl stood up and asked with a generous smile, "What's the matter?"

Teacher Du looked at Qiao Yixiao and said, "This is the monitor, Qiao Lu."

Qiao Yixiao nodded to her, and she smiled back.

"Qiao Lu, take classmate Qiao Yixiao to pick up the textbooks after class. Please report to the teachers of each subject."

"No problem, teacher!" Qiao Lu's voice was crisp and crisp.

Teacher Du nodded in satisfaction, and said to Qiao Yixiao: "Let's have class together, the teacher will be here soon."

"it is good."

After Teacher Du finished speaking, he left. Qiao Yixiao looked out and saw Wan Ling smiling and making cheering gestures with him, and silently said to him, "Come on."

Qiao Yixiao nodded, and Wan Ling left with Teacher Du.

The classroom became quiet again, Qiao Yixiao lowered his head and planned to walk to the last row.

The female squad leader named Qiao Lu pointed to the seat behind her, and said with a smile: "Qiao Yixiao, sit here. We have a situational conversation today. Usually there are 31 people in the class, and the conversation can't always be right. You Just come here, exactly 32 people, and the teacher won’t have to worry about it in the future.”

"Thank you." Qiao Yixiao walked over there and sat down.The class is small, the classroom is small, and his deskmate is a girl.There are many girls in this class, but few boys, and it seems that there are only three of him, which is a bit weird, but Qiao Yixiao didn't think about it.After sitting down, he nodded to his female tablemate and said, "Hello."

"Hello, hello!" The female deskmate was a little too excited.

All the girls around laughed.

"What are you laughing at! You all envy me!"

"I just envy you! From now on, everyone will take turns sitting at the same table with Qiao Yixiao."

"Hahahahaha." The girls laughed again.

Qiao Yixiao's face was tense.

Qiao Lu was actually laughing too, but seeing that Qiao Yixiao was upset, she clapped her hands and said, "Okay, everyone, stop making trouble, the teacher is coming." Then he said to Qiao Yixiao, "I'm sorry, there are too few boys in the class. , yin flourishes and yang declines, it's rare for a boy to come here, and he's so handsome, everyone can't help themselves."

"It's hard to control yourself!" A boy in the back row said deliberately angrily.

"Go, go, go!" A girl turned around and scolded him.

Although the boy was pretending to be angry, he was actually smiling all the time and was about to continue making trouble.The teacher walked in the door, and the classroom became quiet, and Qiao Yixiao heaved a sigh of relief.

Although I know that everyone is not malicious, I am used to being made fun of by the girls in the class.But after more than two years of that kind of life, the atmosphere that was most annoying before even became a fantasy during those two years.Unexpectedly, two years later, he returned to this atmosphere again. He felt lost and cautious after regaining it, but he was still at a loss and uncomfortable.

Qiao Yixiao's English is still very good. Although his hometown is a small city, the province where he is located is a province with a large education, and education is very tight.What's more, he went to the best middle school in their city. In terms of English, the school has been taking both oral and written tests.During the college entrance examination, Qiao Yixiao scored 143 points in the English test. Although it was not as good as those who took the full score, the score was still very good.

Although I haven't touched English for more than two years, the foundation is still there.Therefore, the two speaking classes were very relaxed. The teacher saw a new classmate who was not bad looking, so he immediately asked him to get up and answer questions.

The classmates in the class were sweating for him.

Qiao Yixiao translated the sentence given by the teacher on the spot with a calm expression.Seeing that he answered well, the teacher even had a conversation with him on the spot. Qiao Yixiao was not nervous, and his pronunciation was also very nice.

When he sat down, some girls almost applauded him again.

Qiao Yixiao who sat down had a calm face, but his heart was very agitated.He was actually very nervous. He was a man with strong self-esteem and a good face, and he tried to do his best in everything.In high school, he was always No.1 in their school, and in the college entrance examination, he was also No.1 in their school.He didn't go to Beijing to go to school because he wanted to be closer to his mother so that he could go home to pay homage. Otherwise, he would have been able to attend those two schools.

When he got here, he naturally didn't want to fall behind others, but he hasn't gone to school for more than two years, so the gap is there.

Seeing that nothing went wrong at this moment, he himself became faintly happy.He is also full of hope for the future, no matter how long he will be bound by Mo Zhao, or how long he can go to school.As long as he is still in school for a day, he will work hard.He, Qiao Yixiao, was never worse than others before, nor will he be worse than others today, nor will he be worse than others in the future.

After the morning was passed safely, Qiao Lu and a few other girls came over and asked him if he wanted to have lunch together.

He shook his head, "I still have something to do."

"Okay. The teachers in charge of distributing textbooks are also off work now. They go to work at 01:30 in the afternoon. Unfortunately, we have to go to class at that time. There are four classes this afternoon. When we finish class, they will also get off work. I just I can take you there tomorrow to pick up the textbooks, so please take a look with everyone today."

"It's okay, thank you."

"Which dormitory do you live in? You're late, probably all assigned. You may want to live with boys from other majors."

"I, go read."

"Is that so." Qiao Lu glanced at him again, and said with a smile, "You really don't want to have dinner together?"

"no thank you."

"Okay, let's go then." Qiao Lu walked out of the classroom with several girls.

Qiao Yixiao packed up the pens and papers, put them in her schoolbag, and walked towards the school gate.

He can go to the cafeteria to eat as he likes, and Mo Zhao will never torment him because of this, but in the end it is Aunt Dong and the driver who are unlucky.

The car was parked in a corner agreed in advance, but it was neither too much nor too conspicuous.Seeing Qiao Yixiao approaching from a distance, Aunt Dong immediately got out of the car, greeted him, looked at him carefully and asked, "How is it?"

Even with Qiao Yixiao's personality, he had to say that he was still in a good mood at the moment, so he responded briskly: "Very good."

Seeing this, Aunt Dong knew that it was really good, and happily dragged Qiao Yixiao into the car, and set out the food for him to eat.

After eating, let him lie down in the car for a while.

Waking up early in the morning, Qiao Yixiao really slept for a while.At one o'clock, Aunt Dong woke him up, and he went to class again.

In the morning, Qiao Lu gave him his contact information, class schedule and location of the teaching building.He found the classroom where the class was held and walked in.This section is a big class, and the three classes are taught together.When he walked in, there was inevitably another silence in the room.He paused, and Qiao Lu was waving to him, "Qiao Yixiao, come here! I've saved a seat for you!"

As he walked there, the classroom became lively again, but people looked at him from time to time.

He found that when the three classes were combined, there were fewer boys and almost the entire classroom was full of girls.He couldn't help being a little surprised. Logically speaking, the ratio of men to women in these design majors should be about the same. How could there be such a big difference?

Surprised, the girl next to me pushed a few books, and said friendly: "Just read my books later, you can't write well, so I will lend you my notes later."

"Thank you." Qiao Yixiao lowered his head, intending to take a closer look at the textbook.He naturally made up his mind to study hard, and he must study hard in books.

As a result, he was dumbfounded as soon as he lowered his head. The Chinese characters on the cover of the textbook were clearly written: Tang and Song Poetry and Prose Research.He quickly opened it to read, and it was indeed a study of poetry, the cover was indeed not a book cover, this book was indeed "Research on Poetry and Prose in Tang and Song Dynasties".

His reaction was a bit strange, and the girls around him looked at him incomprehensibly, seeing that he had a grudge against the thin paper, almost tore the paper, and finally asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is this an elective course?" Qiao Yixiao asked her, staring into hers.

The girl shook her head and said, "No, why are all three classes taking elective courses? This is a compulsory course for us. Are you worried that you will be late for admission and delay the exam? Don't worry, I heard from the seniors that this course ends at the end of the semester. You don’t need to take any exams, and the teacher is very easy to talk to. You just read the books and finish writing the paper.”

"What is this major?" Qiao Yixiao asked calmly.

"Huh?" The girl thought he was so strange, she didn't even know what major she was studying, "We are majoring in ancient literature, we are in class one, and the other students in the classroom are in class two and class three."

Qiao Yixiao's left hand holding the book went stiff instantly.

Seeing that something was wrong with him, the girl asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Qiao Yixiao didn't seem to hear it at all, and his eyes were still staring at the words on the book.

"Qiao Yixiao?" The girl called him again worriedly.

Qiao Yixiao suddenly stood up, and the other people who were still talking turned to look at him, and the classroom was quiet again.

Qiao Lu looked suspiciously at the girl sitting next to Qiao Yixiao, who shrugged helplessly and said she didn't know why.

Qiao Yixiao raised her foot and was about to go out, but the teacher of this class walked into the classroom. She was a young female teacher, and she was quite pretty.She glanced at Qiao Yixiao, who was standing abruptly in the middle of the classroom, and said "Huh", "New classmate? Never seen him before."

Qiao Lu quickly stood up and said, "Teacher Fan, this is Qiao Yixiao from our class. He only officially entered school today because of a hand injury."

"That's it." Teacher Fan nodded, "Sit down quickly, class is about to begin."

Qiao Yixiao clenched her left hand and did not sit down.

"Are you going to the bathroom?" Teacher Fan turned on his laptop, put down his bag and books, and looked up at him.

The whole classroom is looking at him.

Qiao Yixiao finally sat down slowly.

The girl on the side pushed the book towards Qiao Yixiao again, thinking that he was still too nervous, so she smiled at him again.

Qiao Yixiao lowered her head, frowning tightly, full of emotions that she couldn't describe, she couldn't vent it, but she couldn't suppress it.He knew he shouldn't lose his temper with innocent people, especially these friendly classmates and teachers, he told himself to be calm, to be calm.

But even though he told himself over and over again, he still didn't hear a word.

He never thought that the long-awaited first day of school would look like this.

The author has something to say: the next few chapters are more powerful, let's walk into the deeper part of Director Mo's heart together.