Little Mr. is one hundred years old

If you want to integrate into an era, you must first learn how people live in this era.

Sitting on the bus, you can see the vehicles coming and going and the busy pedestrians outside from the window. The advertising signs of those shops are colorful, mixed with various foreign words, and the products inside can be clearly seen through the transparent windows. Clothes, food, toys, and daily necessities... completely different from before.The largest old silver building in Yicheng has become a department store, and the bank is still a bank, but it is no longer the old Macquarie Bank, but the Bank of China... When the car drove through Xinglong Street, Qing Huan's gaze was caught Attracted by a building, the building that is obviously out of place with the surroundings is a British neoclassical villa-style garden, but the gate still retains the traditional Chinese house-style gate, and the doorplate is hung with "The Former Site of the Tang Family Governor's Mansion in the Republic of China"...

Some images flashed in Qing Huan's mind, as if he had lived there for a long time, and some people... can't remember...

"Ding——Passengers, the No. [-] Middle School station is here, please don't forget your belongings and prepare to get off..."

Qing Huan came to her senses, picked up her bag, and got out of the car after the door opened.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw the gate of the No. [-] Middle School. The marble gate post looked particularly imposing.The No. [-] Middle School is one of the best middle schools in Yicheng. Its predecessor was the Guanhong School supervised by the provincial government during the Republic of China, and it was also a famous school at that time.

This time, just after entering the gate, Qing Huan was stopped again——

"Hey, where are you? Why don't students wear school uniforms?" It was the guard.

"Hi, I'm a student who came to report today, my name is Bai Qinghuan." Qinghuan replied politely.

"Registration? Are you here to report now? It's been a month since school started..." the guard was suspicious.

"You can contact Teacher Zheng, the head teacher of Class [-], Senior [-], she knows that I'm here to report today."

"Okay, wait a minute."

The guard called Teacher Zheng's office, and only after receiving a definite reply did he let Qing Huan enter the school gate.

The campus is huge, and despite the signs, it took me a long time to find the office.

"Are you here alone? Where are your parents?" Teacher Zheng asked.

"I came to Yicheng alone. I am an adult, and I can do some things by myself."

Teacher Zheng was quite satisfied with Qing Huan's answer. She looked at a very well-behaved and beautiful child, and she was not squeamish, so she felt relieved.

"Come on, I'll take you to pick up your school uniform, and I'll send you the textbooks when you officially start class tomorrow."

"it is good."

Teacher Zheng led Qing Huan to the logistics department, and talked to him about some student rules and regulations along the way——

"School uniforms must be worn, and slippers are not allowed. Because of sports, it is best not to wear leather shoes. Regardless of boys and girls, jewelry should not be worn at all. It will have a bad effect. Hair is not allowed to be dyed or permed, and boys' hair is not allowed. It's too long..." Teacher Zheng glanced at Qing Huan, her smooth black hair was almost shoulder-length, and the hair quality was not as messy as many boys nowadays, and it was even better than many girls: "Cut your hair a little more by about an inch. No matter what, the bangs can't cover the eyes." In fact, it is very tolerant. Sometimes when Teacher Zheng is checking the appearance of the students, when he sees boys with long hair in disorder, he will directly ask them to cut their hair. It caught her eye, and it's not a pity that such a beautiful hair is cut into a short cut.

"Well, I see, teacher." Qing Huan replied with a clear and shallow smile.

At this time, the students in Class [-], Grade [-] were lying on the window sill, and when they saw the figures of the two passing by, they couldn't help calling for their friends——

"Hey, look, isn't that Witch Zheng? Who is the one with her?"

"Looks good-looking, male or female?"

"It must be a man, at least 175 in height, right?"

"Where is where?"

"Passing by, I can't see clearly."

"I seemed to see Witch Zheng smiling just now..."

"Really? Can she still laugh?"

"It's not a transfer student, is it?"

"I haven't heard about the transfer students..."

"..."

As a result, they didn't see the true face of the transfer student until the next day.

And here, when Mr. Zheng led Qing Huan through the garden, his original amiable expression suddenly sank, and he shouted over there: "Ji Zhiqiu! Come here!"

Qing Huan looked over, there were two boys over there, the tall one was standing, and the short one was lying on the ground for some reason, if he read correctly, the tall boy even kicked after hearing Teacher Zheng's words. The little boy kicked, and then the little boy got up and staggered away.

The tall boy turned his head and saw Mr. Zheng, curled his lips, walked over lazily, and scratched his hair: "What's the matter, Mr. Zheng?"

"I just want to ask you what's the matter, class is about to start, what are you doing here? What class is that kid in just now, are you bullying him again? How many times have I said, be safe at school, don't fight and cause trouble , are you still not listening?"

"I was just playing around with him, and I didn't do anything to him. Didn't you also see that he runs faster than a rabbit..." Ji Zhiqiu looked calm.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, how many classes have you skipped this week? Other teachers dare not say anything about you. You are getting better and better. Let me tell you, if you are still stubborn, I will call your grandpa..."

"Okay, I do this trick every time." Ji Zhiqiu gritted his teeth: "I skipped classes because those classes were really boring, and I won't be an old scholar in the future, so why would I learn those? Anyway, in another year, I'll go to serve as a non-commissioned officer It's school..."

"That will be a year later, you have to give me a safe class now." Teacher Zheng said with a serious face.

"I know, I know." In a very impatient tone.

Qing Huan watched from the side, he was really a child, he would lose his temper and seemed unruly, but when facing Teacher Zheng's lesson, his eyes were only impatient, and there was not much malice...

When Qing Huan was looking at him, Ji Zhiqiu inadvertently turned his head and glanced at Qing Huan, froze for a moment, and muttered: "What are you looking at..."

Teacher Zheng said: "This is the new transfer classmate Bai Qinghuan, you should get to know him too."

"Hello, I'm Bai Qinghuan." Qinghuan stretched out her hand to him and smiled.

Because of Qing Huan's sudden smile, Ji Zhiqiu was stunned for a few seconds, and then realized, don't start: "What kind of handshake, so old-fashioned..."

Qing Huan was more tolerant towards children, she smiled and withdrew her hand.

"Ji Zhiqiu, do you understand that this is polite?" Teacher Zheng frowned.

"Anyway, I'm not here." Ji Zhiqiu rolled his eyes at Qing Huan, but what he got in return was her smile - he wondered, is it so funny?But having said that, why does this person look familiar, especially when he smiles...

At this time, the class bell rang——

"Ji Zhiqiu, go to class quickly."

"understood."

Ji Zhiqiu turned around and ran away, halfway through the run, he looked back at Qingqiu, and left with that strange mood.

"Qing Huan, Ji Zhiqiu's family has some background, he's a bit stubborn, but he's not that bad. You should stay away from him if you can. He doesn't have a good temper." Teacher Zheng reminded Qing Huan.

"Understood, teacher."

Teacher Zheng looked at Qing Huan's smiling face, and felt very satisfied in her heart - she is such a well-behaved and sensible child.

At this time, Qing Huan pointed to the flat open space on one side: "Teacher, is there a lake there?"

Teacher Zheng took a look and nodded: "It's been a long time. I heard that there was one. Later, in the 70s and [-]s, the chaos in the school was filled up... Huh? How do you know about this?"

"I..." Qing Huan paused: "I looked through the history of No. [-] Middle School, and saw the school's previous floor plan. The lake in No. [-] Middle School was mentioned, and it seems that something bad happened. ..."

"Hey, these are all superstitions. You are students. Don't believe in those rumors. The most important thing is to study hard." Teacher Zheng said: "Don't read those things."

"Ah."

"Let's go, we're almost at the logistics department."

Qing Huan glanced back at the flat land - originally what he wanted to say was that there should be a cabin by the lake.