Dreams under the Moon

"Father, school has just started, will you put too much pressure on Wumengsheng by doing this?" Zhixin continued to nibble on the apple.

Wu Mengsheng himself didn't feel any pressure, so he patted Zhixin's arm, and said with some complacency, "I think it's good." Hearing this, Zhixin rolled his eyes in a disfigured way.

"Don't be complacent, it's not a good thing to be seen by my dad. If you don't believe me, you can ask Qi Luosheng and Tian Yujue." Hearing the two names he cared about, Wu Mengsheng wanted to say something but was interrupted by Louzhi Wei Tuo up.

"Wumengsheng, don't listen to Zhixin's nonsense, it's late, you go back quickly, be careful you can't enter the dormitory"

"Ah, then I'll take my leave first. Teacher Zhixin will see you tomorrow." Returning late is the first rule that Master Fu Ying stipulates that cannot be violated. He doesn't want to challenge that person's authority at all.

Because Zhixin has the guardian of Louzhi Weituo, even though he is assigned a dormitory, he rarely lives there, and spends more time at Louzhi Weituo's place, Wumengsheng naturally knows this.

On the first day of school, every class is not heavy, and the teachers spend most of their time chatting, as every teacher who came in for the first time would say.

"Let's chat before I get to know you"

So the morning was almost over, and even a formal class was not attended, Wu Mengsheng complained silently in his heart, not only the students, but also the teachers were full of personality, Wu Mengsheng propped his chin, and looked at him boredly outside the window.

You can see that there are many jacarandas planted in two rows next to the path in the garden. The blue-purple petals are spread all over the ground, which is beautiful. Although it has been three days since school started, every day seems to be unexpectedly busy. Seeing such The beautiful scenery, Wu Mengsheng just remembered that he didn't even take a good tour of this school. The garden outside the window should be a certain distance from the teaching building, because the zero class is on the top of the building. Fortunately, the classroom has floor-to-ceiling windows. I can't see anything but the sky.

Maybe because of the distance, few people go there. Thunderbolt College is a school on the same campus as a university and a high school, but it is divided by left and right. The garden that Wumengsheng saw is located at the end of the entire campus. It is also the only area shared by the university department and the high school department.

Wu Mengsheng was thinking about whether to go there first after school. There are only two classes in the afternoon, and there is a three-hour break in between. No matter what grade or class, evening self-study is self-help time, and the school does not have a clear If it is stipulated otherwise, there will be no time for departmental work.

Wumengsheng was almost in a daze for half the class. Although he was sitting on the left hand side of the teacher, the Chinese teacher didn't care.

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It wasn't until Yin Yinzi patted him on the shoulder and said, "What are you in a daze for? After school, aren't you hungry?" Wu Mengsheng woke up suddenly, and there were only the two of them left in the classroom.

Wu Mengsheng pointed out the window and said to his friends, "I'm not hungry, you go first, I'm going to have a look over there"

Yinzi looked in the direction Wu Mengsheng pointed, and couldn't help admiring, "Ah, the school still has such a beautiful place, I'll go with you"

"OK"

The garden at the end of the school is very spectacular, paving all the remaining land behind the high school and university. There are rockeries, lakes, stone bridges and wooden pavilions in the garden, as well as various flowers. , countless winding paths shuttle through the garden, starting from the center of the garden, five winding and wider paths are opened, and two neat rows of jacarandas are planted on both sides of the path.

Wu Mengsheng sat on a purple wooden chair next to a jacaranda tree, staring blankly at the road covered with petals, like a purple street stall, a few blue-purple petals dangled down as a breeze blew, Like a few butterflies in flight, it is truly dreamlike.

"It's so unscientific that it's so quiet here." Yinzi bent down to pick up a blue flower on the ground, put it under his nose and sniffed it with great enjoyment.

"What could be the reason? Let romantic teenagers and girls give up this dreamy paradise?" Wu Mengsheng squinted his eyes slightly, relaxed his body and lay down on the back of the wooden chair, crossed his hands behind his head, and walked along the Yinzi asked.

"Could it be something like a ghost?" Yinzi tiptoed to Wu Mengsheng's back, ready to sneak attack him, but Wu Mengsheng suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Phantom species like ghosts can't scare me." Wu Mengsheng let go of the other party and then got up and left. Behind him, Yinzi looked at the watch on his wrist. It turned out that they were sitting here unknowingly. It's been an hour.

The two classes in the afternoon are English and psychology. I heard that the English teacher is a very special teacher and has a very special name, Tianzhe.

Taking his class is definitely a kind of torture. Although in this era, people are basically exposed to English in elementary school, how many children who do not speak English as their mother tongue can understand it so smoothly and even speak it fluently?

Tianzhe absolutely doesn't care about these things. After the whole class, it's fine if you don't say a single Chinese character. It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. Even if no one in the class understands it and no one can answer his questions, he will not Explaining will not slow down his speaking speed, but skip the question directly and continue to class. What is even more frightening is that the homework assigned by him must be completed on time, otherwise credits will be deducted directly.

After one class, what Wumengsheng himself listened to was cloudy. Although the students in this class were not too miserable, they were not very relaxed either.Before the end of get out of class, the teacher assigned homework and said a long series of words. After assigning the homework, he took the computer and left without waiting for the music to play. As soon as the teacher left, the students gathered together and discussed unexpectedly. What homework did the teacher assign just now?

Wu Mengsheng poked the Yinzi next to him, "Do you understand?"

Hearing the words, Yinzi put on a bitter face, "I was just about to ask you this question too." Wu Mengsheng twitched the corners of his mouth, but finally said nothing understood.

"May I send an email to ask the teacher?" Teacher Wumengshengxiangtianzhe seemed very friendly, and he should not be the kind of teacher who would deliberately embarrass students. Yinzi nodded simply to this point of view, As the class monitor, Wu Mengsheng's computer was connected to several teachers and [-] classmates at the same time, he found Tianzhe's mailbox and opened it silently, lowering his eyelids, resisting the urge to beat up his friends.

I finished writing the question and was about to send it when a new email popped up. The sender’s name was Ye Shen, a classmate of Wumengsheng, an extremely well-behaved child who was as bad at words as Zimang Xinghen. Click on it Email is another email address, and a few words, it probably means that Tian Zhe's computer will not be turned on most of the time after class, and this address is a private mailbox that can be contacted at any time.

Wu Mengsheng looked up at the child, who was reading a book with his head down, and replied two words thank you, then added the email address sent to him by Ye Shen to his private email address, and copied the previously written question to the new one. At this time, Wumengsheng felt his heart was beating a little faster. Is it really okay to ask the teacher this kind of question?Feeling a little humiliated.

Wu Mengsheng was a little nervous waiting for a reply. The voice reminding him that he had received a new email and the music in class sounded at the same time. The email appeared in front of my eyes, the upper part was in English and the lower part was in Chinese, the expression was clear, and Wu Mengsheng silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Wumengsheng, look at the bottom." After saying this, Yinzi sat upright, and the psychology teacher Shang Fengyue happened to come in. Seeing the bitter expressions on the faces of almost all the students, she seemed to have thought of something. chuckle.

"The English teacher is bullying you again? Do you want the teacher to help?" Shang Fengyue sat on the chair and looked at everyone with a mischievous smile, just after everyone said "need" very neatly.

Wu Mengsheng silently raised his hand, "No need for the teacher, I sent an email and asked about it."

"Oh, you are the class monitor called Wu Mengsheng, right?" Shang Fengyue looked at Wu Mengsheng and asked with a chuckle, Wu Mengsheng stood up and answered yes, Shang Fengyue raised his hand and waved downward to signal Wu Mengsheng sat down and said.

"Tianzhe is a very gentle person, but he is a bit of a clean freak, and he is a little... Well, the word you said, arrogant, just doesn't know how to communicate with lively children like you, you don't have to be nervous"

Although Shang Fengyue's tone was very serious, but the meaningful smile on his face made Wumengsheng even more nervous. After reading the last sentence of the email, he raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and began to reply. Wumengsheng's personal The name of the email is Sanyu, and I forgot the name of the photo before, so Tianzhe asked at the end, "Are you Wumengsheng?"

Except for English class, other classes today are very easy.

After school, Wu Mengsheng went back to the dormitory to take the documents given to him by Louzhi Wei Tuo yesterday, and went to the drama club to report with Yinzi. There were a lot of people in the drama club. It seemed that all the members of the club had come today. An actor changed into a costume and was doing practice. Under the stage, Qi Luosheng was sitting behind a camera in a white prince's suit, adjusting the focus.

Wu Mengsheng and Yinzi were about to report to the room on the left when they suddenly heard a voice called "Wu Mengsheng". Xuan Tong, who was standing next to Qi Luosheng, pointed to the room on the right.

"You guys go and get the script in the red cover, on the cover it says Mid-Autumn Festival Gala." After finishing speaking, he turned and went to help Qi Luosheng continue to compare and adjust the camera.

Wumengsheng exchanged glances with Yinzi helplessly, "We can skip the registration process again."

Take the script to Xuantong, and no one cares about them. In fact, the new members are basically fine, some help the seniors with chores, and more just sit in the auditorium and become spectators. .

Wu Mengsheng looked around and he didn't seem to be able to help, so he simply sat in the audience and took out the materials to look through.