Yanjing No. 2 Middle School, just listen to the name, you know that it is not a private aristocratic school. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is a public key middle school in Yanjing City known for its high admission rate, and it is also the middle school where Xiao Yao studied. In his previous life, Xiao Yao's academic performance could only be regarded as above average. And in this life, with a young but already far superior brain, Xiao Yao wants to try to be a top student for a few years.

It's not interesting to be a top student in a bad school, since you want to be a top student, you naturally choose a famous school with difficulty to challenge yourself. Therefore, Xiao Yao's junior high school chose the school closest to home among the top three junior high schools in Yanjing City.

In order to try to be a top student, Xiao Yao rejected Chen Xuan's request to increase the number and quality of photography projects that Xiao Yao participated in.

According to Xiao Yao's experience in his previous life, the things he learned in elementary school are really nothing, those things are too basic, and after graduating from college, he can pick up the homework of primary school students at any time and complete it without hindrance. But the knowledge in middle school is different, and in his senior year, he found that he was struggling to even tutor junior high school students, let alone high school. So in this life, Xiao Yao felt that he had to relearn the things in middle school, and he could no longer wander away in class.

Then, after returning from receiving the textbooks on the first day of junior high school, Xiao Yao found himself worried. It took one night to go through all the textbooks of the three main courses except language, and Xiao Yao felt that he could still be unscrupulously distracted in class.

It is true that the knowledge of junior high school has long been incomplete in Li Hao's memory in his previous life, but after all, he has learned it once, and with a brain that is stronger than his previous life, Xiao Yao found that he could completely rely on self-study to thoroughly eat all the knowledge of a semester in a week, and this so-called week, he just chose to live in school and chose to go to school, and he spent about three hours in the evening every day after returning from school.

His reply to Chen Xuan seemed a bit hasty, but Xiao Yao had no intention of going back on Chen Xuan. Xiao Yao has been focusing on photography for four or five years, and Xiao Yao's enthusiasm for photography itself is a little weak, and it is very good to be able to maintain the original learning state. And because of the ease of studying and the extra time left in the plan, Xiao Yao can easily find things to fill in and not let himself be too bored.

Entering middle school, thirteen-year-old Xiao Yao has grown to more than one meter six in height, basically reaching the height of an adult. In other words, at this age, he can already pick up the guitar that he has been thinking about for years and temporarily replace it with a ukulele without hindrance.

When it comes to learning guitar, Xiao Yao certainly has the most suitable teacher. Xiao Siqi's most slippery instrument is the guitar, as soon as Xiao Yao said that he would start learning guitar with him, Xiao Siqi immediately showed 200% enthusiasm.

In recent years, as Xiao Yao has grown older and older, Xiao Siqi has helplessly found that it seems to be more and more difficult to feel like an elder in front of Xiao Yao, and being Xiao Yao's teacher is a rare opportunity for him to show his authority in front of Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao has always been an awkward guy who forcibly wants to make his life more difficult, and he still feels that it is not enough to learn guitar in his spare time, so he aims at another instrument that seems to be more difficult - saxophone. In his previous life, Xiao Yao had fantasized more than once that during the festival, standing at the subway entrance on the streets of the bustling city at night and other crowded places, he blew the saxophone alone leisurely, slowing down the speed of pedestrians on the road, and even causing some surprise, curiosity, and admiration of onlookers. That kind of scene, Xiao Yao thinks it's very cool when he imagines it.

Guitar, saxophone, and occasionally picking up the mess of the previous practice from time to time to familiarize himself, Xiao Yao has arranged his extracurricular life to the fullest, so what about his life in school? Will it be the same as his life in elementary school, or even the middle school life in his previous life? You must know that middle school students, that is, a group of older children who have entered the rebellious period of adolescence.

"Squeak~" An abrupt sound of friction between the brake pads and the steel rim of the tire appeared at the door of the parking shed of Yanjing No. 2 Middle School. Xiao Yao, dressed in white clothes and black pants, wearing white sneakers, and straddled a shoulder bag, jumped off a bicycle.

Compared with the middle school days in the previous life, it was already 2010 when Xiao Yao went to middle school in this life, and the school uniforms of middle school students were no longer just the same dull, bloated, and ugly sportswear. Even public schools have white shirts, colorful knitted vests and black suit pants that make people look more energetic.

It's the end of September when school has just started for less than a month, and the summer hasn't completely passed, so naturally there is no need to wear a knitted vest, but just a white short-sleeved shirt embroidered with the school emblem on the left chest and black suit pants also make Xiao Yao, who has a good figure, look particularly eye-catching.

What is more eye-catching than Xiao Yao is the bicycle he is holding in his hand.

The red and black irregular but artistic color scheme, the front-curved handlebars, and the five-speed shifting mountain bike look expensive. And in reality, more expensive than it seems. The main frame of the vehicle is a mix of carbon fiber and aviation aluminum, which is produced by the world's top 10 bicycle brand Immortal, because it is specially customized, so there is no brand logo including Immortal on the car.

This is Ye Jiaying's thirteenth birthday gift to Xiao Yao. Because Xiao Yao has not allowed his parents to pick him up since elementary school, and since junior high school, he has directly expressed his desire to ride a bicycle to and from school, so Ye Jiaying gave Xiao Yao a particularly good bicycle as a birthday gift.

Not to mention the custom cost of nearly 100,000 yuan, even the appearance pattern of the whole vehicle was carefully designed by Ye Jiaying using Xiao Yao's favorite red and black colors to find a designer, and the accessories on the car were also carefully selected by Ye Jiaying. This intention really moved Xiao Yao.

The car is not only sturdy and lightweight, but also performant. Xiao Yao's 20-minute ride to and from school every day can be called a kind of enjoyment.

Many people judge the value of a thing at first glance to find a trademark or brand logo, and Xiao Yao's car does not have a brand logo, the whole car feels cool, and it is really impossible to see its specific price at a glance. Coupled with the strict security measures and access system of Yanjing No. 2 Middle School, Xiao Yao can also use it as a means of transportation to and from school without any psychological burden, without worrying about being stolen in the school carport.

After putting the bicycle in the carport and locking it, Xiao Yao walked briskly into the classroom of his first (2nd) class of junior high school. Speaking of this, Xiao Yao was very speechless, the second experimental primary school he studied in elementary school, in the second class, student number 22, the middle school is Yanjing No. 2 Middle School, or the second class, is he really so "2"?

Walking into the classroom, Xiao Yao walked straight to his seat and sat down, and after putting down his schoolbag, he took out his own water bottle from the bag and poured it violently. Although it was only seven o'clock in the morning, Xiao Yao still had a dry mouth after riding a bicycle for twenty minutes at the end of summer, even in the morning.

"Brother Yao is here. Xiao Yao's tablemate was a little fat man with a height of 156 and a weight of 126, named Chen Mingfei. Seeing Xiao Yao sitting down, he hurriedly greeted him, took out a homework book from his schoolbag with a smile and handed it over, "Here, Brother Yao, return your homework." ”

Xiao Yao glanced at the homework book with his name written on it, shook off the water droplets that had overflowed into his hands just now, but he didn't reach out to take it, and said to Chen Mingfei: "Fatty, is the head of the math team here? ”

"Oh, okay. The little fat man Chen Mingfei nodded, picked up his homework book again, walked to the team leader who collected the math homework in the back row, and handed in the homework of the two together.

When Chen Mingfei came back, Xiao Yao looked at him and said, "Fatty, remember what you promised me, if you don't score 130 points in math in the midterm exam, don't think about taking my math homework home in the future." I don't care if you take my homework home and use my solution ideas or just copy it. ”

"Rest assured, we promise to do what we say. The little fat man immediately reassured. After a pause, Chen Mingfei asked again: "Brother Yao, are you free on any day during the National Day holiday? Do you have any arrangements to travel to other places?"

"I don't have any plans to go to other places, I should be free, what's wrong?" Xiao Yao replied.

"Well, you give me your math homework every day for reference, so I have to show it anyway. I want to find a day during the National Day holiday and invite you to go roller skating. By the way, do you know how to roller skate?" said the little fat man Chen Mingfei.

"Hehe, you're pretty interesting. Xiao Yao smiled, then tilted his head and thought about it, and found that he really didn't have the skill of skating, and said frankly: "I can't skate." ”

"It's okay, you can't learn, I'll teach you. The little fat man seemed to be very proud of finding something stronger than Xiao Yao. "It's not hard to learn, just a few wrestles. Anyway, with your body, you can't break it. As he spoke, Chen Mingfei reached out and pinched the biceps of Xiao Yao's right arm.

"Go, what's the nonsense. Xiao Yao knocked off the little fat man's hand, and said: "But since you're going to skate, why don't you go to the real ice rink and go rollerblading." ”

"Well, the real ice rink is more expensive, and I don't have much pocket money, so I can't afford it. Chen Mingfei said a little embarrassed, "My money is only enough to invite you to the roller skating rink." ”

"It's okay, I'll ask you. Xiao Yao said indifferently: "It's just the tuition you taught me to skate." If you want to have a treat, you can invite me to play something else in the future. "There are few children of this age who can make money on their own like Xiao Yao, and they are also financially free to have their own independent accounts.

"Atmospheric!" Chen Mingfei gave a thumbs up and praised, "Brother Yao, what are you doing at home, are you very rich? I think your mountain bike shouldn't be cheap, right?"

"Guess?" Xiao Yao laughed.

"Guess the yarn, I've looked closely, your bike doesn't even have a brand logo, I've seen a lot of pictures of brand mountain bikes on the Internet, but I haven't found the same as your car. Chen Mingfei said deflatedly.

"Keep it confidential, and have the ability to check it yourself. Xiao Yao shrugged with a smile. The car was privately ordered by Ye Jiaying for Xiao Yao, and the appearance was designed by Ye Jiaying, and Chen Mingfei was able to find the same ghost on the Internet.

"It's still confidential, it's really not interesting..."Chen Mingfei rolled his eyes, and before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the ringing class bell.

"Alright, class. Xiao Yao smiled and patted Chen Mingfei's fat shoulder, opened his schoolbag and began to take out books from inside.