At the beginning of the morning reading class, the loud reading sound of the Wenjian class sounded, the standard British emphasis echoed in the classroom, the unified school uniform style, the melodious recitation in unison, the sycamore leaves outside the window, and the young boys and girls finally showed that they should have the vitality of the sun. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Lan, who was in the window seat in the front row, did not open the textbook, but just looked out the window and carefully observed the sycamore leaves all over the ground under the tree, and a few golden sycamore leaves blew into the window and fell on her desktop.

It's high school again, it's class again, Xiao Lan has experienced it in Zhong Ming before, although the two task worlds focus on knowledge is a little different, but in general, Xiao Lan copes with it, and there is no problem with being the first in the grade. After all, if you can't pass the college entrance examination, then the existence of exam-oriented education is simply putting the cart before the horse.

But is this what the egret wants?

Bai Egret's heart is actually a bit similar to Xiao Lan, they both hate the classroom.

Xiao Lan is precise, when she was on Zhong Ming, she vaguely hated the cage of the school. That doesn't belong to Zhong Ming, it's her own feelings.

Bringing together children of different classes with the same score gives them all sorts of delusions, arrogance and self-righteousness. Children who study hard look down on those who have good family affairs and do not work hard, and those who do not work hard and cannot study hard immediately, why should they be so obsessed with grades, in fact, it is just a score.

Children who study hard do not know that the experience and resources of the families of those children who do not work hard can allow them to directly maintain their parents' property without having to work hard. Giving their children a good life is what parents have been striving for.

Children who don't study hard don't know how much effort it takes for those who study hard to break the hierarchy and sit at the same table with them with a bad hand. A bad hand has shackled their minds, and it has taken exponential effort to keep the status quo alone. The score on the roll has become an obsession, and it is a single-plank bridge in life.

If you sit in a cage at such a time, and you don't cling to the cage, but look up, the sky is actually overhead. No matter whether the cage is gold or grass, when everyone is released, can you find the direction you want to fly faster than others?

During the whole English class, Xiao Lan held it like that, and the sycamore leaves were in a daze. She wondered what the egret wanted. The concept of rebellion is too vague, what direction is it and what purpose it is achieved. When you think of it this way, it's a lesson.

Feng Yanyan, who was out of class, pondered a lot of words, hoping to scold Xiao Lan at the end of class, so that she was powerless to refute. But Xiao Lan's skills were much faster than her, and she ran out of the classroom as soon as she got out of class and disappeared.

Xiao Lan actually went to the appointment, the reason was the love letter in the morning, this object is more special, it is Feng Yanyan's male god.

This is also one of the reasons why Xiao Lan chose to go to the appointment, the most important thing is to cut off the other party's thoughts and cut off Feng Yanyan's trouble.

If Feng Yanyan stood here and would never recognize it, the handsome and sunny boy in front of him should have been confident and shining. And at this moment, he was restrained in front of Xiao Lan Xiao Lan, cowering, hesitating, blushing, and refusing to speak, wanting to look at Xiao Lan, but he didn't dare to look at it.

Xiao Lan had already spent a lot of time just coming here, and the other party was reluctant to speak, she really couldn't wait for it, if she didn't make it clear that she was going to class, she had to speak first and read the words that had been brewed for a long time.

"I saw your letter. ”

"I didn't want to be in a relationship in high school. ”

That's a euphemism. ”

"If you don't give up, I can tell you. ”

"I don't like your looks, and I don't like that your studies are worse than mine, and your family background is not as good as mine. ”

Xiao Lan's layers of words made the boy's mood fluctuate like a roller coaster. First happy, then sad, then hopeful, and finally into hell.

Xiao Lan knew that the hormones of adolescent teenagers were simply endless, and they would soon move on to the next target. Better a finger off than always aching.

She came in a hurry and left crisply.

The class bell rang in all corners of the campus and disappeared into hiding. The teaching building appeared in Xiao Lan's sight, and Xiao Lan, who stepped into the back door of the classroom, was a full ten minutes late.

This section was supposed to be a Chinese class, but because the Chinese teacher temporarily changed the class, it became a math class. If she could have known about the change of class, Xiao Lan would not have gone to the appointment, because the teacher who taught mathematics couldn't get used to the egret, which gave her a reason to have a seizure.

The teacher who taught mathematics was a middle-aged woman in her 40s, graduated from college, and her personal growth was inspirational, but she especially looked down on the rich second generation. It is precisely because of the serious hatred of the rich that the egret is always targeted by her in math class. I always think that as long as the family affairs of the birth are good, there will be something dirty.

Xiao Lan also said that she was writing chalk words on the blackboard and didn't see her luck, and slowly walked to her seat. But people who can't get used to looking at egrets and like to find faults, will they let Xiao Lan go?

The math teacher, who hadn't finished writing the board book, turned around, raised his voice, tried to stop Xiao Lan, and asked loudly: "That classmate, are you late and didn't report?"

The other party doesn't seem to want to give up. Since Xiao Lan came to school, there have always been a series of things happening, maybe others see that Egret is easy to bully and has a soft temperament, so they always like to step on two feet. In their opinion, it can't be good, but it can disgust each other, and they have nothing to lose.

The girl who yelled at tearing up the love letter at the beginning was, Feng Yanyan was, the boy who wrote the love letter was, and even the teacher. It's rare that Egret doesn't have a friend in this place? You can help her talk, even if it's just a word!

After going back and forth, thinking that the egret had to encounter these trivial things every day, but the accumulation was enough to torture people, Xiao Lan also became inexplicably irritable.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan also understood the idea of the egret.

Xiao Lan thought a lot in a short time, but in the eyes of others, it was just a moment of stopping.

Xiao Lan stopped, looked up at the teacher's gaze, without fear, nodded slightly, and said one word clearly: "En." ”

"What did you say, say it again?" The math teacher didn't expect Xiao Lan to reply to her words without apologizing. So her attitude is that you admit your mistake? The teacher whose authority was challenged couldn't help but be angry when he asked Xiao Lan rhetorically.

Xiao Lan was determined to be on the bar, sorted out his words, and said indifferently: "I have never been late before, so naturally I won't report." ”

Her expression was cold, different from the previous egrets, which couldn't help but make the classmates around her feel terrible, because they had never seen such an expression of the egret.

If you have to describe it, it is like ice slag piercing into the eyelids, the pain is cold, and I react in a panic, the ice slag is gone, but the temperature is still not warm.

The math teacher put down the chalk, walked in front of Xiao Lan, and pointed directly at his nose and asked, wanting to overwhelm the other party from the momentum: "So you still have a reason to be late?"

"......" Xiao Lan looked at her fingers and didn't speak, waiting for her next words.

"You give me a trip, you don't have to listen to this lesson. I don't think you want to stop my classes at all. ”

Obviously, I didn't want to be on my own, but I saw Xiao Lan in class, and now I am driving people out and talking about it in a high-sounding manner. The surrounding classmates didn't realize that the teacher's handling was too much in their eyes, maybe someone realized it, but no one helped her intercede at all.

Her emotions were driven by the original character, and Xiao Lan realized it later. In such a situation, she didn't want to continue to be cheeky in the classroom, and immediately walked out of the back door of the classroom she had just walked into.

Before Xiao Lan left, the math teacher still didn't miss the opportunity to count Xiao Lan. She continued to the podium and said loudly to the whole class: "Everyone should study hard, don't be like a certain classmate! Don't squander your youth just by looking good." Don't think that if you have money at home, you can do whatever you want, and you don't have a little ink in your head. If one day you go bankrupt, drink the northwest wind!" she said seriously, as if she could already see Xiao Lan drinking the northwest wind.

Suddenly, after hearing the words, Xiao Lan had deliberately suppressed it in her heart, and the grievances hidden by the egret completely exploded. That burst out with a string called "sanity". She was about to walk out of her footsteps for a moment, paused, turned around, and walked to her seat.

Xiao Lan returned again, making the math teacher a little proud, it seemed that Xiao Lan had relented. She didn't want to let go of Xiao Lan, and said coldly: "Didn't I tell you to go outside, don't you understand people?"

Xiao Lan didn't bother to respond, she just wanted to leave this place right away, away from this group of people.

"I'll finish my bag and leave. Xiao Lan was expressionless and packing up her things.

"Take your school bag? This is truancy, don't you want to read!"

I thought that Xiao Lan wanted to come back to listen to the class, but it backfired. If Xiao Lan goes back to make trouble with her parents, then her punishment of the students will be exposed. The math teacher thought to herself, and had a bad premonition.

Xiao Lan was too lazy to talk nonsense, nodded very simply, and responded to the other party perfunctorily: "Yes, don't read it, drink the 'Northwest Wind'." ”