After the rebirth, I took the whole class with me

Qin Jing bowed his waist, stood up and pedaled his bicycle like a hot wheel, like a swift breeze blowing across the streets in early summer.

The rising sun pierced through the branches and leaves on the side of the road, and fell on the young man, flickering and flickering.The handsome young man seems to have stepped into reality from a youth literary movie, which makes people look sideways.

The car rushed through an intersection, Qin Jing slammed on the brakes to stop, turned to look at the unfamiliar but familiar alley, he hadn't been here for many years, almost forgot that this was the back street of their school.

He raised his wrist to look at his watch, it was 10:[-], and there were [-] minutes to go to class, he took a shortcut from the back street, and he should be able to buy a breakfast.He turned the car around and turned into the alley.

This is the back street of Ninth Middle School, which has a literary name called Shaohua Road.However, everyone doesn't call it that, but it is conventionally called Degenerate Street.

Similar to what Qin Jing remembered, it is full of bookstores, stationery boutiques, cheap clothing stores, food stalls, Internet cafes, game halls, video halls and book rental shops that have not yet completely withdrawn from the market.

This is simply a fallen paradise for the students of No. [-] Middle School. Although it is also the backstreet of the famous No. [-] Middle School separated by a wall from No. [-] Middle School, how can the top students of the Provincial Key No. [-] Middle School fall? Only the students of No. [-] Middle School have fallen. .

Looking at the familiar street, Qin Jing felt as if he had passed away.He felt that he was having an absurd dream, from 2021, back to 2012.

Obviously just a moment ago, he was hit by a car in order to save the old principal, and the pain of the dislocation of his internal organs was so clear and memorable, but when he woke up, he was not in the hospital bed, but in the small room of his old house. In the bedroom, he was unharmed.

He thought he was dreaming, if he hadn't received a call from his mother urging him to go to school, he would probably still be in bed in a daze right now.

He verified it in many ways, including not limited to pinching his own face, pricking his hand with a pen tip, etc. The clear pain made him feel that all this was real again.

He may really have returned to nine years ago, Wednesday, May 2012, 5, the first working day after Labor Day.

Qin Jing is a staunch materialist. Although it is unbelievable, he still tries to accept the fact that he has changed from a graduate student who graduated in 985 to a scumbag who just went to the first year of high school!After working hard for more than ten years, when I returned to before liberation, I was talking about myself who was so hard-working.

As soon as Qin Jing looked up, he saw the familiar Niuji Beef Bun Shop. The buns in this bun shop have thin skin and big stuffing. They are genuine and affordable. It was Qin Jing’s favorite breakfast for three years in high school, and he hadn’t eaten it for many years. pass.

He was still two meters away, and he yelled loudly: "Boss, here are four beef buns and a cup of soy milk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion not far ahead, and someone said: "Several students are fighting."

Qin Jing bowed his neck and glanced over there. Judging from the color of the school uniforms, it seemed that the students from No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School were fighting.

He took the steamed stuffed bun from the boss, gave two yuan and fifty cents, and walked towards the noisy place.It wasn't that he wanted to watch the excitement, but that it was the only way he had to pass. He wanted to take a look and leave, but he was stunned when he saw the fighters clearly.

To be precise, it was two boys from No. [-] Middle School and a boy from No. [-] Middle School who were fighting.

Qin Jing from No. [-] Middle School looks familiar. I often see him playing basketball. He is a sports student.Not only did he know Qin Jing in No. [-] Middle School, but he was also very familiar with him. He was his junior high school classmate Gao Xuan, and he was also his former crush.

Qin Jing never thought that the first acquaintance he met when he came back would be Gao Xuan.If he remembers correctly, he did an extremely crazy thing on May [-]st in the first year of high school - confessed his love to Gao Xuan.

In other words, he just confessed his love to Gao Xuan yesterday!Of course, the result was a ruthless rejection.

The consequence of the rejection of the confession was Qin Jing's hard work, and finally made everyone's glasses fall through, and was admitted to a key university.This is probably frustrated in love, proud in the examination room.

Time has passed, Qin Jing faced Gao Xuan at this moment, and there was no disturbance in his heart. He was even more shocked that Gao Xuan would actually fight with someone.

In his impression, Gao Xuan was an extremely aloof academic bully, tall, thin, fair-skinned, and handsome, and he couldn't match up with the desperate Saburo in front of him.

Gao Xuan was as vicious as an angry leopard, and his moves were sure and powerful. It looked like he had been practiced, and he didn't lose the slightest bit in a one-on-two match.

With a roundabout kick, he kicked a boy to the ground, turned around and grabbed the other boy by the collar, swung his fist and smashed it towards the opponent's jaw. After two punches in a row, the opponent had no strength to fight back. Come to be stunned.

Qin Jing noticed that something was wrong with Gao Xuan's expression, his face was bruised, his eyes were ruthless, and he did not spare any strength in his strikes.

Qin Jing quickly jumped out of the car, walked to Gao Xuan's side, and shouted: "Stop beating, stop beating!"

The onlookers saw his school uniform clearly and said, "Here comes another Ninth High School student."

Qin Jing stretched out his hand to try to stop him: "Gao Xuan, stop hitting!"

Gao Xuan only heard "Ninth High School's" and didn't even look at it. He hit Qin Jing's left eye socket with a backhand.

This blow was not light, Qin Jing covered his eyes and screamed: "Gao Xuan, you are crazy, why did you hit me?" Tears came out from the pain.

Gao Xuan finally heard him call his name, and then stopped, turned his head to see Qin Jing, his eyes flickered, moved away, looked at the guy he grabbed, and threw him on the ground like a sack.

Then he bent down to pick up his broken glasses, picked up the bicycle that fell on the ground, turned and left without saying a word.

The boy who was kicked over first yelled at Gao Xuan's back: "No. [-] middle school, don't let us see you again in the future! We see you and hit you once!"

Hearing the sound, Gao Xuan turned his head away, his handsome face was like an iceberg, and his eyes without glasses were extremely sharp, he twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly: "A bunch of trash, let the horses come over here!" Then he walked away without speaking to Qin Jing .

Qin Jing understood what he meant. He meant that the people in Ninth Middle School were scumbags in reading and weak in fighting.

After being persuaded by the fight, he was about to leave, but was stopped by someone: "Hey, which class are you from? Why don't you help us?"

Qin Jing looked back at the flat-headed man who was kicked to the ground by Gao Xuan, and said indifferently, "Help you fight?"

"Yes. Are you from No. [-] Middle School? No. [-] Middle School has bullied us, and you didn't come to help!"

Qin Jing was angry and funny: "I didn't help? If I didn't help, I'm afraid this man will go to the hospital." He gestured to another boy who was sticking out a tooth with his chin.

The boy said: "Fuck! My tooth was knocked out! Do you know that kid from No. [-] Middle School?"

Qin Jing squinted at him: "So what if you know each other? Do you still want me to pay for your teeth?" These bastards are full of energy, and such high-intensity training every day can't consume their energy, and they still have to fight everywhere to cause trouble.

"He knocked out my teeth, I want to ask him for compensation, you take me to find him!"

Qin Jing rolled his eyes: "I don't know him well, you can find him yourself." After speaking, he left without looking back.

At this time, the class bell rang, Qin Jing came back to his senses, and couldn't help cursing a mantra, it's really unlucky, he was punched early in the morning for no reason, and he was late, if he had known, he wouldn't have gone through the back door.

He quickly jumped into the car and rushed towards the school gate.By the time he arrived in the classroom, the class had already been in session for 5 minutes.

"Report!" After Qin Jing shouted the report, he realized that it was the old principal Wang Jianyuan who was in class. He immediately remembered the scene where he was almost hit by a car when he lost his mind. He rushed up to the podium and hugged him with open arms: "Mr. Wang, I miss you to death!"

Wang Jianyuan originally wanted to reprimand him with a straight face, but when he hugged him like this, he was caught off guard, and the expression on his face changed several times in an instant. When he was 50 years old, when had he received such a warm hug: "You, what are you doing? Woolen cloth?"

Qin Jing patted Wang Jianyuan on the back forcefully: "Hey, I haven't seen Teacher Wang for a long time, and I'm a little excited. Hello, Teacher Wang!" Then he let go of him, turned to a class of students who had been dumbfounded, and greeted everyone He raised his hand to say hello: "Brothers, I, Hu Hansan, am back again!"

The classmates in the audience looked at him like a fool. He was usually a little crazy, but he had never gone crazy like this before. What stimulated him today?But it's just a three-day vacation, as for it.

Wang Jianyuan finally came to his senses, and shouted loudly: "Qin Jing, stop! What's going on?"

If Qin Jing didn't know Wang Jianyuan well, he would probably be intimidated by his scolding, but when he was admitted to university for him, he established a revolutionary affection with Wang Jianyuan like father and son.

He turned around and bowed to Wang Jianyuan with a smile: "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, I'm late today. But I assure you, this is the last time I will be late. From today on, I will study hard and strive for the exam." Go to college! And it's still an undergraduate!"

When Wang Jianyuan heard this, he helped his glasses that almost fell off, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer the question.

The students in the class were stunned for a moment, and then they all booed. The buddies in the back row slapped the table and laughed wildly: "Mirror, you are so domineering, I support you!"

In Gaoxiang City, No. [-] Middle School is the same famous high school as No. [-] Middle School.

It's not that the two schools are at the same level, but two extremes. No. [-] Middle School has the highest enrollment rate in the city, and No. [-] Middle School-oh- No. [-] Middle School's enrollment rate is almost negligible.

Every year, the number of undergraduates admitted to the ninth middle school can be counted with ten fingers. Since the establishment of the school, no one has been admitted to a single line.There is also a well-known joke among the people that the pregnancy rate is higher than the enrollment rate.

People in Gaoxiang privately call No. [-] Middle School a garbage collection station, and all the students with the worst grades in the city enter here. It is a miracle that this school can survive for so many years.

Piansheng Ninth Middle School and No. [-] Middle School are still neighbors, and the two schools are only separated by a wall. The very different school ethos makes the relationship between the two schools turbulent.

In the eyes of the proud son of No. [-] Middle School, No. [-] Middle School is the master who occupies the latrine and wastes such a good site.

Moreover, the undisciplined and decadent school ethos of the Ninth Middle School has also brought a bad influence on the No. [-] Middle School, and they never want to pull out this thorn in their side.

The No. [-] Middle School wanted to expand, and the No. [-] Middle School was undoubtedly the most suitable site. They asked the city government and the Education Bureau countless times to relocate the No. [-] Middle School.

How can the Ninth High School bear this anger? Even if the parents don't love the mother or love them, they must maintain their final dignity and refuse to move if they die.

In Qin Jing's class, at most one or two people are admitted to the undergraduate course, and a scumbag like Qin Jing struggles to get into a higher vocational school.

Wang Jianyuan cleared his throat and straightened his face: "Huh, you said that! Everyone here today heard it, we are waiting for you to take the undergraduate exam. Also, what happened to the injury in the corner of your eye? Got into a fight?"

Qin Jing didn't look in the mirror, and didn't know what was going on with his face. Guessing that it was bruised where he was beaten by Gao Xuan, he bent his finger and touched the corner of his eye lightly: "Here? It's not a big deal. I just met him at the school gate. When I saw someone fighting, I went to persuade them to fight, but I was accidentally injured. Teacher Wang, I assure you, I never fought. Don’t waste everyone’s time, let’s go to class quickly.”

After speaking, he quickly slipped back and sat in the last seat in the innermost row by the window.

The classroom was still noisy, Wang Jianyuan tapped on the podium with a wooden ruler: "Okay, please be quiet! Continue to class."

The classroom gradually quieted down. Qin Jing noticed that the teacher was talking about complex numbers and triangular calculations, but few of them listened carefully, and most of them didn't understand.

The situation in the front row is a little better. The people in the back row are either dozing off with their heads on their heads, or lying on the table and using the book wall as a cover to read novels, play games, listen to songs, or look out the window, look in the mirror, and pass notes. , and even secretly eat breakfast.

His deskmate Lang Junliang leaned over, covered his mouth and lowered his voice, "Mirror, who hit you in the face? Let's avenge you."

Qin Jing pushed his head back: "No one hit me, I accidentally landed. Hurry up and listen to the class."

Lang Junliang tapped his ears with his hands: "I didn't hear wrong, did you, are you really listening to the class?"

Qin Jing glanced at him: "That's right. I said, I want to study hard for the university entrance exam. I'm not just kidding."

Lang Junliang's eyes widened: "Fuck! Are you kidding me? You only scored 28 points in the midterm math test!" And there were 53 students in the class, and Qin Jing ranked 44th in total.

As soon as he got excited, he didn't suppress his voice, and even Wang Jianyuan on the podium heard it.

Wang Jianyuan's eyes were bright, and he flicked the tip of the chalk in his hand. From such a distance, it hit Lang Junliang's forehead. After so many years of practice, he is already a master of hidden weapons: "Lang Junliang, stand up for me!"

In the end, he was the principal, and he was somewhat dignified.Lang Junliang suppressed a smile, rubbed his forehead, looked at Qin Jing, and slowly stood up. He was tall and thin, with long hands and long legs, and he stood up abruptly like a stick.

Wang Jianyuan continued to stare at the big eyes of the copper bell: "And you, Qin Jing! Who just swears that he will go to university? You talk small things as soon as you go to class. Do you think you can go to university while lying down?"

Qin Jing looked at Wang Jianyuan with an innocent face, and raised his hands: "Teacher, I'm listening to a class. It's Lang Junliang who doesn't believe that I can be admitted to university, that's why he crowed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students around him burst into laughter again.

At the same time, Fan Zicheng, who was performing sitting on a one-legged chair across the aisle from Lang Junliang, suddenly lost his balance and fell backwards. He subconsciously reached out to pull the table, and all of them fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

The whole classroom is like a frying pan that has exploded, and no one can sit still anymore.

Looking at the classroom which was noisier than the vegetable market, Wang Jianyuan roared, but no one paid any attention to him. He drooped his shoulders dejectedly, looked at the students in the audience, feeling a deep sense of sadness, and couldn't say a word .

The moment Fan Zicheng fell to the ground, Qin Jing quickly jumped up and helped him up from the table.

After making sure that no one was injured, he turned around and looked at Wang Jianyuan, who was sluggish and weak on the podium, feeling sympathetic. Wang Jianyuan is a good teacher and a hard-working principal, but he was powerless to restore the ending of being banned from the Ninth Middle School.

At the beginning, Qin Jing was admitted to the 985 University from a scumbag, and wrote a myth belonging to the Ninth Middle School, which could not be separated from the selfless cultivation of all the teachers, so he thought that there are few fools in this world. If you can meet a real good teacher and helpful friend in life, That will be a blessing for life.

He decided to return to his alma mater to teach after graduation. As soon as he came back, he heard that the No. [-] Middle School was disqualified from running a school because of its low enrollment rate and frequent student safety accidents. The school was also assigned to No. [-] Middle School.

Wang Jianyuan was so shocked that he forgot to look at the traffic lights when crossing the road and was almost hit by a car.In order to save him, Qin Jing was knocked into the air, and then appeared here.

Looking at Wang Jianyuan, he suddenly had a thought: If not only he was admitted to the university, but a class or even more people, would the principal, teachers, parents and classmates have more confidence?Will the fate of No. [-] High School change because of this?

With pride in his chest, he stood up, threw the math book in his hand on the table, and let out a lion roar: "Quiet me!"

The whole class was immediately stunned by his lion's roar, and suddenly became quiet.

Qin Jing stood on the chair and said proudly: "I declare: from today on, study hard and aim to be admitted to Tsinghua University! Not only me, but also you, support me, we all have to take the exam." Go to college!"

The author has something to say: It has been delayed for a long time, and finally opened, I hope everyone is still there.This time it is a story about the counterattack of the whole class and even the whole school. I hope everyone will like it, and please leave a lot of encouragement. Bookmark one, thank you very much!