desensitization therapy

In September, neither the cold nor the heat are too extreme.

Fang Zhilian pressed the window of the car. It was the morning rush hour, and the taxi taxied forward at a constant speed.The smell of ginkgo leaves is wrapped in the moisture of last night's rain, like a gust of draft blowing towards the face, one after another, the sky is cool again in autumn. ?

Last night's rain stopped and stopped all night, but now it's blue and white again.

The weather in Linchuan is even more cloudy and uncertain than that of his little mother who is obviously pregnant. Fang Zhilian made a definition without knowing it.

Moody, say change will change.

The only difference is that good weather and bad weather in Linchuan are 100 to [-], and the probability that the little mother will lose her temper as soon as she sees him is [-]%.

The road was blocked for a long time, and as expected, Fang Zhilian was already 2 minutes late when he arrived at the school, and he was stopped outside the school gate for registration without wearing a school uniform. The schoolbag walked slowly into the teaching building.

Coincidentally, as soon as Fang Zhilian opened the front door of the classroom, he bumped into the English teacher who was watching the morning self-study on the podium.

Before Fang Zhilian could explain why he was late, the English teacher waved his hand and signaled him to go to his seat.

As soon as Fang Zhilian took his seat, half of his tablemate, Zhu Wen, leaned over to complain to him under the cover of the book.The reason why they are said to be half at the same table is because there is an aisle between them, and there is a single table in No. [-] Middle School.

"You're very lucky. Last time I was late just in time for Mr. Lian's morning self-study. He scolded me for 10 minutes and asked me to write an [-]-word self-criticism in English."

Fang Zhilian smiled and did not answer, acquiescing to the saying that luck is good.

The short-haired girl Youli at the front desk heard it, and turned her head to join the conversation. Her hair color is naturally yellowish, and she has a little light freckles on both sides of her cheeks, which is quite cute.

You Li retorted sharply: "It's not because you were late three times a week, and Teacher Lian couldn't stand it any longer. Let's eliminate harm for the people."

Zhu Wen insisted: "Only three times."

"Yeah, it's only five days a week, and you're only late three times."

"Say it like you're never late!"

"I was late and I was not punished by Teacher Lian to write a self-criticism."

The two came and went, arguing in full swing, Fang Zhilian had already seen the English teacher's eyes locked on this side, so he had no choice but to interrupt: "Don't..."

Who knew that the English teacher's reaction was faster than him. He slapped the blackboard groove vigorously with the blackboard eraser as a deterrent: "I wish you! You Li!"

Yuli immediately turned back.

Zhu Wen shivered all over, and remembered the fear of being dominated by the [-]-character review. He straightened his back, but his mouth was not idle: "I didn't even call your name. Look, I just say you are lucky."

But Fang Zhilian's good luck buff only lasted until the end of get out of class at noon.

The last class in the morning is the math class of the head teacher. The head teacher's surname is Duan, and his name is Duan Jiayu.It is said that within two years of graduating, I have been taking them from the sophomore class of high school. They are smiling all the time, and their attitude towards students is also a teacher and a friend.

After class, Duan Jiayu called Fang Zhilian to the office, and asked him earnestly, "It's been a while since I came to No. [-] Middle School. Is there anything you're not used to recently? How do you get along with your classmates? "

Fang Zhilian blinked: "I'm not used to it, everyone is fine."

Duan Jiayu nodded, glanced at the casual clothes he was wearing, and asked, "Is there any problem with the school uniform?"

This question is implicit, since No. [-] Middle School has expanded its enrollment in the past few years, it has always turned a blind eye to the borrowers and school-choice students. How to toss.

But Duan Jiayu is different. He treats all students equally, and Fang Zhilian, who transferred to another school, is of course no exception.

Fang Zhilian blinked, and said innocently: "Mr. Duan, the size of my school uniform is not suitable, and it has been changed."

No wonder, he just simply disliked the school uniform of Linchuan No. [-] Middle School.

When Pingyi was in high school, all of Pingyi's high school uniforms were uniformly blue and white, not to mention pretty, but at least clean and pleasing to the eye.Now in Linchuan, I have changed into navy blue and white sportswear. Even the fabric is made of smooth polyester. When I go to and from school, I look like a flock of crows.

It is said that you can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day, but Fang Zhilian's brain circuit is different from others. What he thinks is that it is okay to hide until the fourteenth day.

Duan Jiayu understood, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Fang Zhilian looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a tall and tall young man standing at the door, and then froze.

The school uniform that Fang Zhilian had just complained about in his heart did not disobey him at all. Others wore the listless and gray crow, but he wore the beautiful and dignified little Bai Yang in the youth drama.

Duan Jiayu said, "Song Feijue? Come in."

Song Feijue, Fang Zhilian recited the name in his heart.

Fortunately, Duan Jiayu didn't ask Fang Zhilian to leave just because Song Feijue came, but just asked him to wait a while.

Fang Zhilian stood aside, looking at Song Feijue carefully and boredly, some fragments involuntarily appeared in his mind.

The dark and remote alleys, the love hotel with gaudy pink neon signs, the girl who kept looking back, and the boy who was held by her intimately.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhilian couldn't help but look up at Song Feijue again, this time it was upright.

The other party was keenly aware of his gaze, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing him a distant and polite smile.

Fang Zhilian also smiled back, but it was not a smile on the surface.

Song Feijue turned his eyes away and continued talking to Duan Jiayu. He looked a little cold when he wasn't smiling.

Through their conversation, Fang Zhilian finally understood that it was Duan Jiayu who called Song Feijue.

"Have you discussed it with your family? Have you decided to withdraw from the competition this year?" Duan Jiayu asked.

Song Feijue nodded: "Yes."

At this point, Duan Jiayu still felt a little regretful, but he didn't say anything, and only said a few words of encouragement symbolically.

They talked for a short while before Song Feijue left. Duan Jiayu recovered and realized that Fang Zhilian was still standing by the side.

He kind of forgot what he wanted to say just now, so he had to make a summary: "No matter what problems you have in life or study in the future, you can always come to the teacher and talk about it."

Fang Zhilian smiled politely: "Okay, thank you, Teacher Duan."

It was too late to go to the cafeteria at this time, Fang Zhilian simply went to the small shop to buy a bag of red bean bread and Yakult, and walked to the classroom while eating.

There are not many people in the classroom, and it is still a lunch break at the moment.Tao Jiaqi sat in the first row and lowered his head to write the test questions. His loosely tied ponytail was scattered around his neck, revealing only a small tip of his chin.

Unlike other girls who get together in twos and threes, Tao Jiaqi always seems to be alone.

Tao Jiaqi didn't seem to want to talk to him, his expression was focused, and his eyes seemed to be glued to the homework paper.

Fang Zhilian glanced at her calmly and walked around.

It happened that Yuli didn't go to the cafeteria either, so Fang Zhilian gave her a row of Yakults that had been dismantled, lowered his voice, and asked unintentionally, "Do you know Song Feijue?"

Youli was losing weight, didn't eat lunch, and struggled for a long time before taking the bottle of Yakult, and answered calmly: "I know, the school girl in the experimental class, my love partner, what's the matter?"

When she mentioned the words "obvious love object", her face didn't blush and her heart skipped a beat, it was more like a joke than a real love.

"I just saw him in Teacher Duan's office." Fang Zhilian only focused on the key points. "He has good grades? I heard Teacher Duan ask him about the math competition."

You Li said: "Of course, when Song Feijue was in his first year of high school, he won the national one in the competition. He didn't go when he could have been recommended, isn't it amazing?" Her tone was as if she had won the national one.

Fang Zhilian didn't say he was good or not. He put his hand on his chin and knocked on the table with the pen stick intentionally or unintentionally.

It wasn't until Yuli felt bored and turned back again that he finally started to open the bag of red bean bread.

With a hiss, the transparent outer packaging bag was ripped open.

Fang Zhilian thought thoughtfully, maybe he caught Song Feijue's handle: Song Feijue was not the good student he appeared to be at all.

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