My name is Ai Chuanwenjing, and I am a freshman who has just entered high school for three minutes, and in front of me is a wide school gate, and everywhere I look, I am yearning for a new life.

Walking into the huge new environment, the stubborn wind and air of summer are still blowing, and the scorching sun seems to have reached an agreement with the school, at least until the torture of military training before taking a vacation.

I walked through with my suitcase, my eyes always on the fresh crowd.

Heat and silence filled the classroom with strangers. I love every new and special face, even when they act timid, as if they are trying to hide something that others will satirize. But everyone here definitely has a fiery teenage heart.

Just like me.

I arrived early, sat in the window row, pillowed hands, and fixed my eyes on everyone who walked in.

Some people are so frightened that they don't dare to look at anyone, and after grabbing a remote corner, they hold on to it.

Some of them showed nervous but not exaggerated expressions, looked around, their movements were sluggish, and their eyes were actively aimed at everyone, performing like actors who were on stage for the first time.

My favorite is the pretty girls, no matter what way they walk in, the air in the classroom will turn into a refreshing cool breeze, which can soothe my hot heart.

A young man with a normal face walked over, he looked at me, and when he found that there was no one next to him, he pulled out the chair next to me, sat down naturally, and then said hello: "Hello, little brother!"

"My name is Ai Chuanwenjing, hello!"

My name is Chen Cheng. ”

The other person showed a friendly smile, and he had a special little dimple.

I laughed along with it as a sign of friendliness.

Soon, just like the first day of junior high school, the teacher stood on the podium and explained things.

The familiar and nostalgic scene is going to be repeated by a different person. I was in a daze, and my thoughts drifted away until I began to introduce myself familiarly.

"My name is Ai Chuanwenjing, the text of the four treasures of the study, and the scenery of the beautiful scenery. Also, my surname is Ai. ”

Ningshan No. 1 Middle School allows day school and residential school, and I am a resident of the school.

After the lecture in the classroom, I walked with Chen Cheng, whom I had just met.

He pulled a boy in the same class with an indifferent face, named Luo Yuxiao, a very feminine name.

"We seem to be in a dormitory,"

The three of them looked at the same dormitory, the same sign posted on the green door.

There are six people in one dormitory.

There were three people in dorm J now, and they were uninvolved in packing their bags.

We're the last to come.

I found my number three bed, and the next bed was only bed number two. I knew the names of the other three before I entered the door, but out of politeness, I greeted the person who was tossing on the bed of the collar bed: "Hello, I'm Ai Chuanwenjing." ”

"My name is Zoon. ”

The other party pulled open the mosquito net that had just been installed, lowered his head and responded to me.

The school's dormitories are large and also surround an artificial lake estimated to be several hundred square meters. Each bedroom has six single beds, similar in size to a university, with private cabinets, desks and beds attached to them.

This may be the advantage of a good school!

I put my things in order and greeted the other two who hadn't said hello yet.

One of them is called Hu Tianyi, and the other is called Xiang Yu. Hu Tianyi, the only one who follows his parents. In addition, others can see at a glance that he is a generous son, and his whole body is full of expensive brands that cannot be called all names, but he is not particularly arrogant, and he responds more naturally.

And Xiang Yu, when he heard his name, it was easy to confuse it with Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu. The person looks very worthy of the name, the person is tall and big, five big and three thick, and there is a natural unruly expression on his face.

After the report, I thought about the next seven days of military training.

I heard others say that the unforgettable memory of high school military training is coming back to look in the mirror and find that his face was obviously darkened a few degrees, and the last night of the party.

Listening to other people's experiences, I still have great expectations for military training.

Arriving at school early, saying goodbye to my parents, getting in the car and going to the base, everything is still so familiar. Chen Cheng, who was sitting next to him, was very noisy, and often played with Luo Yuxiao in the front seat.

The boys are all crammed into the back of the car with the suitcase, and the girls enjoy the better environment in the front row.

The days of military training were very hard, and strangers who were not familiar with each other gradually got together after training every day to talk and brag to each other.

"Look at your face, there will be a peach blossom calamity in a year. A pretending boy with oblique bangs grabbed my hand and said seriously.

Seeing that he was still brushing his beard with his other hand, I smiled and replied, "Is there a way to save the Daoist?"

"Yes, but there's no need to say. ”

"At what age, you learned to be a god. Chen Cheng, who was sitting next to me, walked his head with his hand without giving face, showing a vicious look, "I get angry when I see you selling Guanzi." ”

"It hurts, it hurts, it's going to die, it's going to die!"

Seeing his gesture of recognition, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "By the way, you haven't asked about the long name yet?"

"Dao No. 1 is guilty and swears to be a ......" After breaking free from Chen Cheng's torture, he was serious again.

"I think it's a poor mouth, right, is it a poisonous tongue?" Chen Cheng interrupted very politely.

In this way, we had a hard time in the poor mouth.

The night before the last day.

As a result of a small desertion, I broke away from the large army. Drifting alone through the crowd, no matter how you walk, you can't find those few iconic new classmates you know. The feeling of powerlessness suddenly filled my heart, but before I knew it, I still found someone in my class.

At that time, everyone's positions were fixed, and only one seat was in the corner of the last row.

The open-air gala has begun, and the spotlights shine on their standing figures. Because I couldn't affect people in other areas, I quickly sat down in that seat, next to a girl.

"There's someone next to you, classmate. Her cold voice was accompanied by an indifferent turn of face.

The night was dark, but the afterglow of the spotlight allowed me to see this delicate and fair-skinned girl clearly.

I was upset that she was acting out of place, and instead of leaving, I responded with a big smile.

"I'll leave if she comes back, okay!"

The girl put on her pocket-sized pure white headphones and replied to me softly, "It's up to you." ”

The first twenty minutes were spent in the atmosphere of the stage detonation. I didn't leave, and I probably understood that the girl's lie just now was just to keep others from approaching.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"My name is Ai Chuanwenjing, but my surname is Ai. ”

The scene was noisy, but the atmosphere of the stage was not as hot as it had been. Because I was bored, I took the initiative to communicate with this cold-faced girl.

But the girl stared ahead, her gaze wandering. The afterglow hit the side of her face, revealing a temperament that was not suitable for her age.

She wasn't listening to me at all.

"Hey, classmate, are you still online?" I said, with my hands in front of me, propped up in my green plastic chair, and said again aimlessly.

Suddenly, the sound of the stage stopped.

My deliberately amplified voice woke her up.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" she asked, not taking off her headphones.

I saw the blinking girl, her indifferent expression changing a little. Maybe I was born with a good impression of good-looking girls, but my unhappiness disappeared, and then I chuckled and said in oddly pronounced Cantonese: "Beauty, there is a beautiful boy who wants to talk to Le!"

"Poof!" she laughed, took off her headphones, and casually said:

"Neurotic!"

The voice of the presenter on the stage sounded again.

"The next song, I believe everyone is familiar with it. That is Xue Zhiqian's 'accident'. ”

As soon as the words fell, a melodious prelude sounded.

"Do you like Xue Zhiqian's songs?"

When the girl heard the prelude, she was attracted to the stage, and she spoke to me first.

"Like. ”

At this moment, the singer appeared on the stage, and the song sounded.

The two of us didn't speak again, but looked up in tacit agreement and quietly listened to the people on the stage singing.

At that time, I smelled a dark fragrance on my sleeves.

"Knowing that this is an accident, do you want to come ......?"

The beauty of high school may be that you can have a lot of memorable moments. I have an immature concept.

A few weeks later,

"Lao Dao predicted that you had a big murderer recently, do you know why you are fierce?" Maybe it's because I have a good temper and always shoots me.

On the other hand, Chen Cheng, who was traveling with him, was the only one he didn't dare to take the initiative to provoke. After all, the orange left a shadow in the hearts of the poor mouthed Taoist, and every time the orange hung the poor mouth Taoist to bully.

"Anyway, it's not 36D's murder. Chen Cheng leaned over uncomfortably and made a dragon claw shape with his hand, comparing it to the chest of the poor mouthed Taoist.

At this time, even Luo Yuxiao, who was usually cold, couldn't help but laugh.

"Chen Cheng, let me tell you, you died last night, and today you will definitely have everything going wrong, choking to death by drinking water, falling to death while walking, and dying of sleeping dreams!"

So what is my big murderer? As long as it's not a murderer, uh, how did my mind become clear?

Seeing that the two of them were scolding each other again, I didn't want to stop it, but became curious about my fierceness.

It's just that I didn't expect that my murder came too quickly, just in the later fall basketball game.

After the end of the game,

That cute little sister doesn't seem to be there.

The poor Taoist people were making noise in my ears as I looked around.

"See, this is the beginning of the Peach Blossom Tribulation, and you can't hide from it. Lao Dao is merciful in my heart, how about teaching you a way, how about avoiding the catastrophe with a strange door?"

"Hey, Ai Chuan, you won't be stupid, won't there be a problem with this pulsation!"

Chen Cheng also came up and said.

When I saw these two gloating people, how dare I say that I forgot my senior sister's name as soon as I fell into a trance, and I only remember that her surname seems to be Chen.

As she left, she whispered to me, who had already taken a sip of pulsation—her little waywardness.

"I've taken a sip of this bottle of water, is it an indirect kiss now?"

I didn't see the charming figure like spring flowers and autumn moon under the sun.

Next.

Unexpectedly, in embarrassment, I encountered her again.

After realizing that the two of us were in the same situation, my nervousness began to ease, and I couldn't help but laugh and take away my anxiety.

"Hmph, Ai Chuan, you still call me by name, right?"

Finished.

"But," Ai Chuanwenjing habitually scratched his head, but still told the truth, "Actually, I can't remember your name clearly." ”

"Poof!" Chen Jiajia understood why he was smiling before, and now she was smiling too.

She approached me, and I could smell a dark fragrance on my sleeves. I love the smell of her, really.