For Chu Yan, he may have almost forgotten what his student days were like. After all, the years are irretrievable, and the past will pass forever. Chu Yan is not a person who likes to look back, so he rarely misses the past. But today he seemed to remember that feeling again, green and indescribable.

He felt very comfortable, whether it was the teacher's opening speech on the podium, or the nagging of the school leaders on the radio, or the occasional breeze or two blowing in from the window.

On the wooden tables and chairs, there are various traces left by the students of the previous class, the walls are hung with endless criticisms, and the corners are stacked with brooms and dustpans used for cleaning.

This feeling of experiencing life again was wonderful to Chu Yan, and it also made him very grateful. He didn't have a good experience of high school life before, but now he has a chance to do it again.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Chu Yan's face, and Wang Ying, who was sitting behind him, noticed this.

What a gentle person, looking at his smile, the girl thought.

Then, suddenly, she smelled a fresh scent of flowers, so she turned her head again and looked slowly out the window.

The scent of flowers came from the school's flower beds, and the branches of one or two flower trees were just reaching the classroom window, revealing the buds that had not yet bloomed.

Following the branches and leaves of the flower tree, Wang Ying found a group of students on the playground who were jogging in the morning. They were dressed in school uniforms, both men and women, running out of breath and out of breath.

But Wang Ying suddenly felt a throbbing and charm that belonged to this age for some reason.

Perhaps, high school life was not as bad as I thought.

Thinking so, she raised her brow, hooked the corners of her mouth, and reached out to touch a flower bone peeking in from the window.

The touch of the petals is very delicate, just like the thoughts of a teenager and a girl, which is always difficult to understand.

After Teacher Lin finished explaining everything, she began to organize the students to distribute school uniforms, and as for the size of each person, they had already been filled in when they reported in advance.

Everyone has a set of summer clothes, a set of autumn clothes and a set of winter clothes, and if you want to buy more, you need to explain it to the teacher in advance.

The style of the school uniform is not old, it is a new style that is somewhat like a small suit, and I heard that it was just launched two years ago.

When Chu Yan received the clothes, he was depressed again, because he found that the boy's summer dress was still matched with a skirt, and it was also the kind of short skirt that was no more than the thighs.

In this regard, the other boys in the class seemed to like it, and even whispered about the style of the school uniform.

But Chu Yan can't accept such a dress no matter what, wearing a short skirt or something, it's too shameful.

So he had no choice but to raise his hand and ask awkwardly, "Teacher, can I change into a women's summer dress?"

"This. Lin Lin, who was standing on the podium, lifted his glasses and asked suspiciously, "Can I ask the reason?"

As a young teacher, to be honest, she hasn't encountered such a situation yet.

"Well, because my home education is more conservative, some of them are not used to such short skirts. Considering the worldview of this world, Chu Yan thought helplessly for a while and made such an answer.

What, it's so beautiful, it turns out to be a dirt bun.

Listening to Chu Yan's explanation, and then looking at what he was wearing, one or two boys seemed to have finally found their advantages, chuckling and thinking to themselves.

As for the other boys, they felt a little pity, after all, with Chu Yan's appearance, it was a bit of a waste of resources not to dress up.

But the girls' minds are surprisingly consistent.

Conservative ······

Isn't that super pure! The kind that makes you blush when you flirt!

God, what kind of immortal is this?

Sure enough, when you take the high school entrance examination, did you work hard and make the right decision to be admitted to this school?

Some of the relatively anxious girls even couldn't hold back the urge to get up and talk, completely forgetting the fact that just now, they were still discussing whether Chu Yan would send someone into the infirmary.

Just kidding, if a young and beautiful boy like this can kiss Fang Ze, what is it to enter the infirmary, and they will admit it when they enter the ICU.

"Is that so?" Listening to Chu Yan's answer, Lin Lin also smiled clearly, nodded and said, "Then I'll help you ask when the time comes, there should be some school uniforms in the school that haven't been sent out." ”

I have to say that as a teacher, she also likes such students, at least she doesn't put all her mind on dressing up and falling in love.

And this is her first time as a class teacher, and from all angles, she hopes to make some achievements.

The more reassuring the students in the class, the happier she naturally became.

After the episode, Lin Lin continued to handle the next class affairs.

The first is the grouping, and then the selection class cadres.

Of course, most of these things have nothing to do with Chu Yan, after all, he didn't like to be eye-catching in this regard since he was a child.

On the contrary, Fu Yuming, who was sitting next to him, reported himself and bravely became a sports commissioner.

After finishing all the things that should be done, Lin Lin talked about the future schedule.

To Chu Yan's surprise, the high school in this world actually did not have military training, but started school directly, which was really much worse than the previous world.

However, the arrangement that there will be a thorough exam after the start of school is surprisingly consistent.

After that, there is a club visit held by the school, and from then on, students can choose their own club.

On this side, Chu Yan was sitting in the classroom, listening carefully to Lin Lin's explanations and explanations.

On the other hand, in the mixed martial arts club of Binhai No. 1 Middle School, as the seed player and president of the martial arts club, Jiang Qian did not go to the opening class meeting, but still stayed in the club to train.

"Bang!" With a turn, she kicked her leg on the sandbag again.

"Still a little bit ······" She muttered to herself.

Compared to the boy on the screen, her whip leg still seems to be a little worse.

But what was missing, she couldn't say.

It's just a little bit of a feeling.

Something that is outside of precision, dynamics, and technique.

Why can he play so skillfully, it's almost like instinct, is it really talent?

"Hmph. He frowned and snorted coldly.

Jiang Qian, who has been called a genius since she was a child, developed a disgust for other people's talents for the first time.

Sure enough, geniuses are all abominable······

"Bang, bang, bang!" In the training room, a dull voice sounded again and again.

Today's Jiang Qian is still "ruthless".