"It's here, little master. ”

The car was parked a little far away from the school gate, which was Cheon Myung-hoon's request.

There is a large flow of people at the school gate, and it is inconvenient and unsafe for cars to drive over.

"Okay Uncle Zheng, I'll text in advance if I need to do so at night. Cheon Myung-hoon picked up his schoolbag and got out of the car.

Uncle Zheng is the housekeeper of a thousand families and has been doing it for many years.

Today is the first day of school, and Cheon Myung-hoon said that there is no need for parents to follow, and if every student needs to be accompanied by a parent, then the number of people at the school gate will not have doubled. But no matter what, Uncle Zheng had to drive him personally.

Although I had already seen the campus in advance, it was a holiday and there was no one there. Now that there are more bustling students, it's a different scene entirely.

After sending their children to school, many parents stand at the gate and can't help but sigh and reminisce about their youth.

Although Cheon Myung-hoon is in high school for the first time, because of his special dream, his mentality is indeed different from that of other students.

Today is the first day of school. Unlike the military training in the Celestial Empire, which is held against the sun at the beginning of the school year, South Korea's military training is not mandatory to participate in but is voluntarily signed up during the winter vacation.

The content of training should be more formalized and diversified. Rather than being limited to formal military postures, they are marching in unison. After all, every adult man has to serve in the military, and basically can't avoid it. Therefore, the general curriculum of school military training and education is not necessary.

The results of the class placement have been announced to the parents of the students, and Qian Mingxun is in the first and second classes of high school.

Although South Korea's gaokao is not as scary as the Celestial Empire, South Korean society has a higher level of respect for highly educated intellectuals. The college entrance examination is also a moat for the carp to leap over the dragon gate, and the school naturally attaches great importance to it.

Although there are no preferential treatments for tuition waivers and exemptions for experimental classes, the best performers are still distributed in the first two classes.

It is not a second class when the first class is full, but a uniform serpentine distribution: the first place is in the first class, the second or third is in the second class, the fourth or fifth is in the first class, and the six or seven are in the second class......

The reason for this class division can probably be imagined: because the score does not represent absolute strength, in fact, although the rankings are different, but there is not necessarily a big difference. Such an arrangement helps to establish a competitive trend for top students.

The establishment of two experimental classes is also the intention of this purpose, and there is more competition to have the motivation for progress. Motivating each other is indeed the most effective way to do it.

The floor of the first year of high school is on the high side, at least you can't see the playground without a window. If you sit in the classroom and see the playground outside, it is easy to get distracted in class.

The subject foundation of the first year of high school is very important, and it must be done well. This arrangement shows that the school is also well-intentioned.

Cheon Myung-hoon walked into the classroom and saw that the seating chart had been posted on the blackboard in front of him. His height is enough, and he can see his position through the girls in front of him:

The back row by the window is probably based on height.

Cheon Myung-hoon pursed his lips and turned around and walked towards his place.

Although this is a top class, everyone is not ignorant of appearances. Qian Myungxun's figure has already attracted attention as soon as he enters the door, but everyone is still expecting it before he sees his face.

At this time, Qian Mingxun finally turned around, and everyone's satisfaction exploded instantly.

School grass!

The most handsome in our class this year!

There shouldn't be anything more handsome, right, so what does it have to look like?

It's no wonder that girls are obsessed with appearances, this nation is like that. It is a racial talent to be able to sing and dance, and it is also natural to be obsessed with appearance.

In ancient times, the princesses required that there should be no scars on their bodies, and the prince with outstanding appearance had the highest call to succeed to the throne and was considered the spokesman of the gods.

If a child is ugly, he will not be welcomed and his parents will not love him.

After all, if you have to study and live together for three years, you can't be as expressionless as you treat passers-by. Qian Mingxun smiled and silently teased a wave of girls.

When the appearance reaches a certain height, flirting with girls has become a natural skill. No matter what you do, every move is flirtatious.

Cheon Myung-hoon sat down in his seat, and the tables and chairs were all wooden. It is always inevitable that the graduating seniors will leave some pictures and handwriting.

Looking at these traces, he imagined, what kind of story happened in this seat in this classroom?

"Cheon Myung-hoon, is it really you?"

"Li Hao?"

Cheon Myung-hoon heard someone calling him, and turned back to his senses and looked up. A little fat man stood at the door of the classroom, it was Li Hao, a junior high school classmate.

Qian Mingxun didn't care where his classmates went after graduation, but Li Hao knew that Qian Mingxun also came to Shangxi. He walked around the doors of each class several times and finally found Cheon Myung-hoon.

In fact, the relationship between the two is not very close, but meeting old classmates in a new environment is one of the four fortunate things in life.

That sense of intimacy instantly raised the friendship to several levels, surpassing most of the original junior high school classmates.

"You're in the second shift! I'm in the fourth shift. I know you're here in Shangxi, and there are a few girls in our class who are also ......" Li Hao took advantage of the fact that the teacher hadn't come yet, and entered the class and walked to Qian Mingxun.

"Oh, yes. That's good. Qian Mingxun listened to Li Hao's narration and memorized it carefully.

After all, living in the same school for three years may help in the future.

Li Hao is also stained with Qian Mingxun's light, although he is not very handsome. But Qian Mingxun's identity as a junior high school classmate still made him get the attention of many girls.

After the old story was over, the two chatted a few more words about their holiday experiences. A few minutes before the start of class, the head teacher of Class 2 walked into the classroom.

It was a cheerful-looking man, of medium stature and casually dressed, in his early thirties. This pair is either not a girlfriend or married, otherwise he should pay more attention to his appearance.

Li Hao hurriedly walked out of the classroom and waved his hand at the door. Cheon Myung-hoon also nodded and signaled that he would keep in touch with him.

"Hello students, I am your homeroom teacher for the next three years. My name is ......"

The people on the stage pretended to be calm, and the people in the audience listened with a little excitement.

This is how Cheon Myung-hoon's life in high school began.

The mysteries in his mind, those unforeseeable futures.

It will gradually become clear in these three years, and finally be answered.

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In the music classroom on the ground floor of the school, the Shangxi High School band is having a meeting.

"The seniors in the third year of high school decided to quit because of their studies. Although we don't need to collect a lot of people. But the lead singer always has to have it, and it is still necessary to promote and recruit new ones. Lead guitarist and captain Han Young-hyun said.

"Who knew that the seniors were going to quit now, and the last session was left for another half a year. Then we don't have to rush. Bassist Kim Cheol-han agrees.

"What about Lee Seung Gi? Can you temporarily take the lead singer's position? What about the others, why didn't they come?" asked drummer Park Jung-tae.

"There's something going on over there in the Lee Seung Gi Student Union, and I can't come until the meeting. I don't think he's really interested in vocal music after all, and it's just for credits. Let's see if there is a suitable person among the freshmen, and if you can't ask Lee Seung Gi again!" Keyboard player Lin Yushuo and Lee Seung Gi are classmates and know Lee Seung Gi better.

"Okay, let's start recruiting new recruits as soon as possible. After all, we are going to perform on stage at the opening ceremony next week, and the brothers will have dim sum. "Han Yingxian has also just been re-elected as the captain, and at this time, the lack of manpower is naturally anxious.

"Inside, ah to Smecta. Everyone also responded.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

"I'm sorry, I'm late. Lee Seung-gi came in a hurry at this time and hurriedly explained.

The student council is much more important to him than the band, and he is already a core member of the group, and he has a good chance of becoming the next president. How could Lee Seung-gi not be concerned?

"Shengji! The seniors have withdrawn, and we have to recruit new ones. Next week's opening ceremony will take the stage, and the band needs a new lead singer. If you don't have the intention, you can help arrange it when the time comes, after all, you are doing well in the student union. Han Young-hyun patted Lee Seung-gi on the shoulder.

"Oh...... Good. It would be better if I could find a better fit than me. Lee Seung-gi hesitated and said.

He actually had some ideas, but he hadn't learned to sing after all. It's not good or bad at singing, it's just that his voice is loud and not out of tune.

After joining the band for a year, I didn't have the opportunity to perform on stage alone, but only had the opportunity to sing when I practiced in private.

In fact, the school's band is more formal and has the support of the superiors. There may even be a chance to go out and perform.

It would naturally be a good thing if he could be promoted to the lead singer of the band, but Lee Seung-gi was also afraid that if he didn't sing well, he would be embarrassed if he was embarrassed on stage.

So at this time, he didn't open his mouth to fight.

"Okay, let's settle it first. ”