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Dingyan is a not-so-famous ancient city, and it is also the hometown of Meng Tunan, who has always lived here.

It was an ordinary day for him.When I got up in the morning and opened the curtains, there was a thin layer of mist floating on the Xiguo River in front of me. The ancient buildings on both sides of the bank were hazy in the mist. A Xiguo River meanders in the center of the city, dividing the town into two .

On both sides of the river to the west is the ancient Dingyan Ancient Town. Most of the houses, piers, and city gates at both ends of the river have been preserved since the Ming Dynasty, and there are a lot of them.

It is said that relying on the mountains to eat mountains depends on the water to drink water, and most of the people who settle here rely on this ancient city to make a living.Meng Tunan's family is an unremarkable family of businesses on the two shores. His family has a whole small building with a restaurant on the first floor and a family hotel on the second floor.

Meng Tunan yawned and finished washing. He went downstairs and passed by the front desk to get the money for breakfast in the drawer. Only when he saw the time on the wall clock did he realize that he seemed to be getting up a bit late.

Drowsiness is gone.He rushed downstairs like a gust of wind, got on his bike, and rushed towards the school.

This season, the bluestone slabs in the ancient town are always tidal in the morning.Usually he likes to walk to school, buy a glutinous rice dumpling from the stall at the first street corner, go down to the river bank and take the road to go to school slowly, and he can just finish breakfast at school.

The glutinous rice dumpling was thrown in the school bag today, so I have no time to eat it.

It was useless to hurry all the way, and Meng Tunan still heard the frustrating morning bell when he locked the car.But running is still a matter of running, after all, he saw the dean Lao Gao standing at the door with his hands behind his back to catch him who was late.

When he entered the school gate with his head down, Lao Gao slapped Meng Tunan's arm with the exercise book that was rolled up in his hand, and said in a vicious voice, "It's early, Meng Tunan."

Meng Tunan pulled the shoulder strap of the schoolbag and admitted his mistake with a playful smile: "Mr. Gao, I was wrong! Maybe I haven't adjusted to it yet, the holiday is too short."

Lao Gao twitched his shoulder lightly: "Look up and see what's written on the screen! Read it to me!"

Meng Tunan stood up straight, obediently read aloud: "Di, Li, Gao, Kao, still, yes, 308 days!"

After reading, he was driven in by Lao Gao.When passing by the playground, he saw a few sports students gathering on the sidelines for warm-up activities. Meng Tunan whistled there, and the tallest one——Zhou Tao saw him, and shouted to him with a smile: " Tunan! Play ball in the afternoon!"

He said hello loudly, turned into the teaching building with a smile, and ran all the way up to the second floor.

The first and second floors are for liberal arts classes, the third and fourth floors are for science classes, and the fifth and upper floors are for arts and sports students.He rushed all the way to the gate of Class 89, peeping through the back door, it was safe and there was no teacher inside.Looking up again, it's over, the head teacher is standing at the front door.

There was another person in school uniform standing in front of Yang Wenyi, the head teacher, with his back to him.

Meng Tunan's body froze for an instant, and he wanted to back away reflexively. Yang Wenyi's eyes were sharp, and he stopped him sharply: "Meng Tunan! Come here! You are the only one who is late again!"

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Meng Tunan adjusted his expression to "I know I'm wrong", and slowly moved three steps away from Yang Wenyi, with the boy who always turned his back on him between them.

The man never turned around to look at himself, he didn't carry a schoolbag, his hands were in his pockets, and he was wearing a pair of brand new sneakers.In addition, this person's school uniform is also very new.

Just looking at his back, Meng Tunan was sure that there was no such person in his class, and there were no boys with such a tall height in their class.

Yang Wenyi bypassed that person, stood in front of Meng Tunan, and covered his head and face, which was a reprimand.

Meng Tunan has been trained by various teachers for several years, and he pretended to be crazy and nonsense, so he made Yang Wenyi angry, threw the textbook in his arms, and scolded him. Sentence: "You took the English test last semester, and you still have the face to be late for me? Just stand here and read! Read every unit!"

After speaking, she breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the front and patted the boy on the shoulder, leading him into the classroom.

When people went in, Meng Tunan's first thought was that I had to eat breakfast.He took out his own glutinous rice dumpling from his bag and took a big bite, then peered in through the window.

Dingyan's morning is always foggy, with light rain from time to time.After traveling all the way, Meng Tunan was covered in sweat, and his hair was covered with fine raindrops.He took off his school uniform jacket and wiped his hair and sweat, while listening to Yang Wenyi talking inside.

"...to fight side by side in this last year, I don't want to say more, but I hope our class's English score..."

Meng Tunan didn't listen further, the words were not nutritious.He fixed his eyes on the tall and thin figure next to Yang Wenyi, and looked carefully.

Fresh.Dingyan No. [-] Middle School is not considered a key high school, and the town is small, so it's quite new to meet someone you don't know, so you must look carefully.

What I saw was - tall, thin, and with an aura that didn't belong in this small town.Other things are not conspicuous, but what is more eye-catching is the pendant on the man's neck. The red thread is worn with a round piece of jade. The thread is old and faded.

That very emerald jade is an old style, and Dingyan calls it a Ping An buckle.

I can't say where he was familiar with, but Meng Tunan always felt that he had seen that piece of jade before.

Did not look at how long.As if feeling his gaze, the boy raised his head—Meng Tunan saw that face turned a little to the left, and then the other party accurately caught his gaze.

This time it was inevitable, they could only look at each other.

Being looked at strangely, a little inexplicable, a little embarrassed, just feel that something is wrong.But the young man's pride made Meng Tunan persevere, and did not look away.

Seeing that the child beside him didn't respond, Yang Wenyi could only cough and push him again, reminding him in a low voice, "Come and introduce yourself to everyone. Boys, why don't you be embarrassed."

The man didn't seem to hear Yang Wenyi's words, and he was still staring at Meng Tunan quietly.

Before he realized that the class's attention was about to be drawn to him, Meng Tunan saw the man's eyes move down, as if he was looking at the glutinous rice dumpling in his hand.

Then, the man looked at the glutinous rice dumpling, and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his face seemed to be brightened by the smile.

And Meng Tunan outside the window... choked.He coughed shockingly in the corridor, and the students in the classroom also looked over with dignity, and coaxed Meng Tunan, who started to laugh and cough until his face turned red.

Yang Wenyi walked out angrily on high heels and scolded him—"Meng Tunan!! How many times have I told you not to bring breakfast into the classroom!"

"I'm outside the classroom now! Cough—"

"We are in class!! Who told you to eat now!"

"It's morning reading now!!"

"you--!"

The boy at the edge of the podium turned his face away, and didn't look at the boy whose forehead was poked and scolded.He said to the audience: "My name is Lu Yan."

His voice was drowned out by the hahaha in the classroom.

At this moment, wisps of warm morning light burst out of the misty sky outside the window, and the picture in my eyes seemed to become warmer.

Meng Tunan was opening his mouth to defend himself, but the class teacher pulled the collar of his school uniform crookedly.Everyone in the classroom laughed and watched the excitement, obviously they were used to this scene.

A ray of light grazed his eyebrows.

Lu Yan thought, this seems to be a very cheerful person.

Class 89 of the third year of high school started school like a flying dog.