go back and love you again

10 years ago, I was 16 years old, you were 26 years old, we have a 10-year age difference, and I was your student;

10 years later, I am 13 years old, you are 36 years old, we are 23 years old, and I am still your student.

Ten years apart, when we meet again, will you still remember me?

The day of school has finally arrived in my day-to-day expectation. I don't know what kind of expression she will have when she sees me.

Although 10 years have passed, the habit of not liking being early has not changed. Now I can't be late, because that's Ling Tonger's patent. I can only resign myself to my fate and get up quickly when the alarm clock rings.

Today is the day of the freshman report. Originally, the butler wanted to drive me there, but I declined. It was not because I wanted to squeeze the bus, but because I was afraid that if Wang Xueqing happened to meet the butler, there would be an extra loophole. And my car. . .Forget it, I don't want to be the object of attention again on the first day of school.

At 7.30, I stepped into the gate of No. 10 Middle School in City X. Looking at this familiar school, it has not changed a bit after 10 years. I really didn’t expect that I would be a student here again after [-] years. I don’t know if I should laugh Still should cry.

From a long distance, I heard a man full of spirits shouting repeatedly: Come here, freshmen look here, and report to the classroom after finding the class corresponding to their name.Look at this sweating profusely, with a slightly hoarse voice, it's not easy to make money.

When I was about to join in the fun and go up to find my class, I saw the principal uncle walking towards me, and looked at the principal uncle who had a little gray hair, and suddenly felt that time flies. .

"Tong'er, come, come over here~" He waved to me.

But I looked around as if I had done something wrong. Fortunately, there were no familiar faces. It seemed that there were many new teachers in No. 10 Middle School in the past [-] years.

The principal uncle pulled me to the corner, looked at me, and uttered the monosyllable "tsk tsk" from time to time, and I cast impatiently inquiring eyes.

Only then did the principal's uncle come to his senses, "Oh, that's right! Teacher Wang's class this time is Class 3 of the first grade of junior high school in the boarding department. I just want to tell you directly. You can save yourself looking for it on the bulletin board."

Coincidentally, I really didn't intend to squeeze the crowd, which saved me a lot of energy.

"Then I'll go first." After knowing the class, I was about to leave. Who knew that the principal's uncle was still holding my arm. If I hadn't known him, I would have thought it was some wretched uncle on the side of the road who wanted to molest the little girl. Weird eyes looked at my whole body.

"Hey, Uncle Principal, can't you believe it, haha, but I am Ling Tong'er, the daughter of your good brother, don't doubt it. I won't tell you more, and I will be late again if I stay here. You have to keep it a secret!" After saying this, I ran to the classroom, and if I didn't run, I would be late again!

As the bell rang, I stepped into the door of the classroom, and it seemed that I was still late after all!In order not to be the former Ling Tonger, I stood at the door and shouted "Report!" This was the first time in my 26 years of life.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xueqing was stunned the moment she saw me, her face was full of disbelief. In order to break this embarrassing scene, I took the initiative to say, "Sorry teacher, I'm late."

It took a few seconds for her to come back to her senses, "Oh, no...it doesn't matter, just find a seat and sit down by yourself, it's not an example."

I politely replied yes, and walked to the last empty seat, I could clearly feel her gaze focused on my back until I sat down.

Wang Xueqing, you still haven't changed, it's just that your long black hair has become shoulder-length short hair now, but the aura radiating from your body is much stronger than before.

"Hi everyone, I am your class teacher and English teacher. My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Xueqing. Wang is the King of Sanheng..." It was still the same introduction back then, familiar yet unfamiliar. When I was recalling the past, her eyes met ours. On the other hand, I smiled back at her with ease.

In the first few days of school, I have been adjusting myself to cope with every unexpected situation. Although the meeting of eyes just now made my heart flustered, fortunately, I stabilized in the end and did not show my feet.

What followed was the same self-introduction. I really really wanted to lie down and sleep to pass the time, but I already guessed that she would be the first to call me by name, because she must be full of curiosity about me, as expected. .

"The girl who is late at the end, please come up and introduce yourself to everyone."

This time the introduction is actually going to be on the podium. Thinking of this, I frowned unconsciously, but I didn't expect that the perfect camouflage I had carefully planned for so long was flawed by this small action. .

Resisting the strong discomfort of being stared at, I staggered onto the podium, unable to introduce myself as before, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said my name, age, and hobbies, and finally said Don't forget to add a sentence, please give me more advice.

When I walked past her, I heard her repeating my name: "Ouyang Tong..."

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