Sometimes when you wake up from a dream, you don't realize where you are, where you are, what time is it? Even when you wake up, you will know that you are in reality, just like in this case, you realize whether you are in your own home, or this "home" called Wuzhen. After trying to wake up, I suddenly realized that it was like a memory suddenly poured into my throat from the gushing spring water, clogging my throat and suffocating people.

"Third-rate plot!" said to himself in a nutshell, suddenly couldn't help but smile, picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow, half-squinted and glanced at the time, there was still half an hour before the alarm clock would ring, thinking that there was still something to do today, he closed his eyes and planned to sleep for a while, wrapped in a comfortable warm quilt, and after a while, he fell back into a dream, very short.......

Yilong, Jian Zhen's homeroom teacher, like Teacher Yuan, is a normal student who has just graduated and is assigned to this ordinary high school. According to Mr. Yuan's own remarks, he went to a famous university in the north, and he only had his current height after four years, and he often said on his lips: When I went to school in the north, the best thing to eat was to nibble on a big steamed bun with noodles....... He will smash his mouth when he speaks.

At this time, the three of them, Yilong, the head teacher's expression was serious, and in short, his table mates, location: corridor, time: self-study class.

"What's the matter with the two of you? You're still noisy in class, and you're not a girl! I've heard from the other teachers, tell me how the two of you do it?"

Jian Zhen and Mu Liu consciously lowered their heads and looked at the ground, this kind of plot Jian Zhen has already had a routine, just don't make a sound, the teacher said that it would naturally end when it was enough, and this interjection retort would be over.

Teacher Yi, who was wearing a pair of glasses, frowned, and Jian Zhen, who had his head down, could imagine that as long as he raised his head, he could look at each other's eyes at eye level, and his eyes were the same.

Time is hard to bear, ten minutes is like an hour. Fortunately, Teacher Yi finally let the two of them go.

As soon as he walked into the classroom, he was greeted by the strange eyes of the whole class, and Jian Zhen tried his best to calm his face. He turned around and returned to his position, and then let out a big sigh. If there are feathers in front of you, it will definitely snow.

"It's all you, otherwise I wouldn't be scolded!" Jian Zhen said complaining.

"It's not because of you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be scolded! Talk to me every day, saying that these are useless!"

"Woman!!Learn to learn, study, talk to you again, I'm a puppy!" Jian Zhen shook his head, and he didn't have any consciousness to continue arguing like this.

"Homework! Hurry up and hand in your math homework!There are only two people left!" There was a burst of impatient and coquettish voices behind him, listening to the sound of tables and chairs moving, he didn't need to look at it to know that he obviously stood up, and then waved the homework book in his hand vigorously, and even cast his eyes on his back, Jian Zhen immediately felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and even suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing on the back of his neck, a little cold.

"Did you hand it in?" Jian Zhen shuddered for a moment, and suddenly asked.

"What about you?" his eyes rolled over his head, and his expression was blank, as if he had not recovered from the reprimand

"Neither do I! What class is this?"

"It's the fourth class of the afternoon, and we'll eat later!" replied Meliu, who quickly spread out his math book.

Not long after taking out the math homework, a voice rang out. "Hey, you two, are you done?"

Jian Zhen raised her head and looked at this girl, owing money, her real name is Qianqian, because her family is wealthy, and she spends money lavistly, I heard that there is a hundred yuan of pocket money every week, for ordinary families like Jian Zhen and most people, it is not bad to have a hundred yuan of pocket money a month, but even so, this girl named Xiqian still has to borrow money from others every month, crying poor, although it will be repaid immediately in the second week. Over time, it has the title of "owed money". "No!" Jian Zhen and Mu Liu shook their heads in unison.

"Then hurry up! it's just the two of you!" Sissi snorted coldly, turning back to the third row.

"Eh, lend me a copy of it!"

"Dream!"

"Look, let's do it honestly!" Jian Zhen said helplessly to Muliu, he had already known that this was the result.

The heart of a teenager, like it fast, go fast, it's just to see one and love one, you can't say love, as long as it's beautiful, you have a good impression of it, and even the female stars on TV have fantasized about it, will one day be your wife.

Since Qingqing's incident, I rarely talk to Jian Zhen in ordinary days, even if I meet it by chance on the road, if I see it, I will nod, if I don't see it, I will treat it as air. Qingqing's English is very good, very appreciated and appreciated by Teacher Yuan, often answering questions for him, sometimes Qingqing asks too many questions, Teacher Yuan lest run back and forth, he will lean against the wall on the side, Jian Zhen sometimes can't help muttering in his heart, could it be that Teacher Yuan likes Qingqing, this is called teacher-student love? And Qingqing himself once said to his girlfriend that Teacher Yuan has a very good fragrance. The best friend in Qingqing's mouth, everyone in the class calls each other a hero, and she is an out-and-out female man.

And now it is no longer Qingqing who attracts Jian Zhen, but the representative of the math class in front of him - Sissi. During the summer military training, Jian Zhen noticed that this long-looking girl was quite beautiful.

Jian Zhen often wonders if it is the influence of the girl she met in junior high school, or whether it is habitual or something, or it is called popular, the kind of girl who combs her ponytail and cuts her forehead is more likely to give herself some kind of good look. I think it's very good-looking, very durable.

Of course, Jian Zhen just liked it silently in his heart, and even knew very well that his liking was only for a moment, or even more than a month, just like for Qingqing. With time, actions, behaviors, even one's own thoughts, or everything around them, is constantly changing. This kind of change can sometimes make Jian Zhen confused, but it is so subtle.

"Why did you close the door? Sissi in the third row stood up, walked to the first row, that is, Jian Zhen's position, opened the door again, and it was still 90 degrees, and said complainingly.

The weather was a little gloomy outside, and because it was daytime, it also caused the classroom to be dim, Jian Zhen glanced at his watch, and there was still half an hour to eat. It's also possible to turn on the lights!

"Are you closed?" Sissi poured down as soon as she splashed dirty water.

"Why are you locked up, how can you write in such darkness!" Sissi glared angrily at Jian Zhen who could see the corridor when she raised her eyes, and even slapped her arm lightly.

"I'm ......." Jian Zhen looked at the serious eyes on the side.

I wanted to say that I didn't close it, but I couldn't explain it clearly. Wasn't the last person to walk in just now just now? But there were bursts of joy in my heart, like stepping on dog shit. It's hard to say, but it's indescribable. What do you like to see? Jian Zhen himself didn't know.