The morning sun is always soft and quiet, and the quiet hustle and bustle seems to plunge people into a sea of subtlety, passing through the small town of Haitian City, and the air is filled with a thin mist. The leaves, the frost on the grass swayed peacefully at their feet in a peculiar rhythm.

The high-rise buildings not only did not destroy this aesthetic conception, but on the contrary, played a kind of finishing touch, and in this moment when nature and human beings overlapped, a long-lost sense of beauty erupted.

A teenager appeared at the intersection in the distance, he carried a black schoolbag on his shoulder, in this thin mist, you can clearly see that there is no pattern on the schoolbag, but it is slightly swollen, I think, because there are too many books.

The boy is all sky blue, about 1.75 meters tall, and a pair of red sneakers on his feet, looking young and vibrant.

The figure of the teenager is getting closer and closer, and the school emblem on his chest can already be seen, which clearly reads, the first class of the second grade of Haitian No. 1 Middle School.

No. 1 Middle School can almost be said to be a myth of Haitian City, of course, this myth still belongs to the unshakable kind. The No. 1 Middle School has only been established for nine years, but in these nine years, in the national college entrance examination every year, it has won the top spot in the country, and half of the students in the school have entered the dream of countless students - Peking University.

A school that has only been established for nine years, in terms of the quality of students has completely surpassed those century-old famous schools, and now the first middle school has even become a famous scenic spot in Haitian City during the students' holidays, and there are many tourists who will come to visit, including teachers from schools all over the country, who want to explore the reasons why this school is the best.

This young man's name is Fang Yu, he is a member of the first middle school, and the first class he is in is even the top class in the first middle school.

In the first middle school, it is divided into the top class of liberal arts and the top class of science, No. 1, which corresponds to the top class of science, and No. 2, which corresponds to the top class of science.

No. 1 Middle School is located in the center of Haitian City, Fang Yu's home is in the northwest corner of Haitian City, Fang Yu has a slight heart weakness, so he can't live in the school, so he can only go back and forth between home and school.

Fang Yu could make a bus when he went to school, but when Fang Yu saw that the previous bus had already become the front door squeezed up, and the back door was squeezed down, Fang Yu wisely gave up this choice.

There is no way, Fang Yu's family conditions are just ordinary, the family naturally does not have that kind of economic level to buy a car, whether it is good or bad, take Fang Yu to and from school and go home.

Fang Yu's parents both worked in the same factory, and the two met because of this, otherwise, Fang Yu would not have been born into this world.

Fang Yu's parents are the kind of people who are at ease with what they encounter, they have been in the factory for thirty years, and their positions have not changed, and those who worked with them back then either left the factory and made their own fortunes and became bosses, or they mixed up a small position in the factory.

Now the time is seven o'clock, Fang Yu's parents have also gone to work, Fang Yu came to this intersection after having breakfast at home alone, this is the only way for the bus, but now I have missed a bus, if I continue to wait for the next one, it is very likely to be late, Fang Yu is helpless, but from here to the first middle school, go faster, it will not take half an hour.

The class time of the first middle school is seven fifty, so now Fang Yu still has enough time, Fang Yu is walking on the street quickly, the warm sunlight slowly disperses the fog in the air, Fang Yu can even feel that the warm sunlight envelops his whole body, an indescribable light soul, comfortable.

In a short time, Fang Yu has already walked half the way, Fang Yu has a natural heart palsy, so, Fang Yu and the school are almost insulated from all physical education classes, of course, the first middle school has almost no physical education classes, in the entire grade-based school, the physical fitness of students is ignored, at most one or two physical education classes in a semester, every physical education class, the students are extremely cheerful, and the head teacher, always with a black face, as if there is a murderous flame in his eyes, condescending from the office* The students who are jumping on the field, of course, if they are too happy, maybe they will be remembered by the class teacher, and they will write in the comments of this semester that they are too active and neglect to study.

Fang Yu stopped and took a breath, for Fang Yu, who was paralyzed, every time he walked a while, he had to stop and rest for a while, although the doctor said that it was a slight heart palsy, but the doctor also said that a slight one would also kill someone, but the probability was relatively low.

The probability is relatively low...... Fang Yu didn't dare to gamble his life on a math problem, although this math problem was extremely simple.

There happened to be a bench here, Fang Yu sat on it for a while, this time was about five minutes, just when Fang Yu stood up and was about to continue walking, he heard the cries of "Fang Yu" and "Fang Yu".

"Fang Yu," a rugged male voice said behind Fang Yu, and at the same time, a strong hand was placed on Fang Yu's shoulder.

"Zhao Xiong, you light!" Fang Yu didn't even need to look back to know who it was, but Zhao Xiong's slap was also extremely heavy, making Fang Yu's shoulders tend to sink downward.

It was as if a huge black whirlwind had turned to Fang Yu's side, and this was Zhao Xiong.

Zhao Xiong's height, one meter ninety-five, compared to Fang Yu, it is simply a heaven and an underground, Zhao Xiong's weight, probably, is about two hundred catties, and the burly Zhao Xiong is in stark contrast to Fang Yu.

Zhao Xiong is the president of the school's Sanda Club, who is righteous, never bullies, and has won the hearts of the people in the Sanda Club, otherwise, others would not have elected him as the president.

Zhao Xiong is also Fang Yu's tablemate, don't look at Zhao Xiong's well-developed limbs and simple mind, but who can come to the first middle school, who can be a simple character.

Zhao Xiong's father is the director of the Haitian City Police Department, and because of this, Zhao Xiong got his wish and entered the No. 1 Middle School.

Of course, Zhao Xiong didn't like the learning atmosphere here, but heard that the Sanda Club of the No. 1 Middle School would often challenge the clubs of other schools, or be challenged by the Sanda Clubs of other schools, so Zhao Xiong fell in love with the No. 1 Middle School at that time, and begged his father to get him to the No. 1 Middle School.

At that time, Zhao Xiong's father thought that Zhao Xiong suddenly had a big understanding and wanted to study hard, so Zhao Xiong's father waved his hand, child, as long as you want to go, I will send you in no matter what.

After that, everything was logical, Zhao Xiong entered the first middle school, and when Zhao Xiong's father was expecting to see the report card, there was only this ten digit on it.

Total score: Ninety This is the total score of the entire five subjects, but Zhao Xiong is not afraid at all, and said with words, I entered the first middle school just to find an opponent for sanda, you think too much, why do you blame me.

Zhao Xiong's father was speechless for a moment, this majestic director in Haitian City was pale in front of Zhao Xiong, and he was so angry that he couldn't say a word. After a pause, he pointed directly at Zhao Xiong and spit out two words-rebel.

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The two walked side by side, Fang Yu's speed naturally dragged down Zhao Xiong, but Zhao Xiong was obviously righteous, and he maintained a speed with Fang Yu and moved forward steadily.

After a while, you can already see the gate of the first middle school.

The gate of the first middle school looks unusually fashionable, the all-aluminum alloy gate, which is plated with a layer of shiny stainless steel, and there are colorful small pieces of paper tightly attached to it, which are pasted by the students themselves, and their wishes are written on it.

The gate is four meters high, it looks very imposing, there is a pointed iron pillar on the door, Fang Yu has never known what this is for, if it is to prevent the wall, then this four-meter-high outer wall, there is almost no place to settle the gate who can climb out.

If it was for the sake of good looks, Fang Yu couldn't see any beauty in this thing at all, Fang Yu's heart thought of the ancient shelves where weapons were placed, iron halberds, long swords, and the tips of the big knives were exposed, and it really looked a little similar.

It's already 7:45, and there are still five minutes to go to class, but it's still too late, and when the old man at the door opened his eyes wide and couldn't even wear reading glasses for a long time, he finally saw the school emblem on the chests of the two people vaguely.

"Let's go in," the old man also realized that he had lost his temper just now, and waved his big hand mightily, just like the ancient pass post station to release those defeated soldiers, and there was a great momentum in the language.

Class 1 is on the first floor, and there are three buildings in the school, each with four floors, one for the teachers' offices and accommodation, one for the students' dormitories, and one for the school building facing the main door.

According to the measurements of people with hearts, the diameter of the field is only 150 meters, the radius is 97 meters, and there are two basketball hoops on the court.

Although the area of the school is so large, it is still the best in the country, the principal said that the students of Haitian No. 1 Middle School, after going to all fields of society in the future, should be proud and proud of being a student of No. 1 Middle School and as my student.

The principal's voice was surging and passionate, and the fat on his face shrugged for a while, and with these exciting words, he ushered in the warm applause of the teachers.

Yes, the teachers applauded warmly, because the students were busy with themselves, some were cutting their nails, some were talking to the people next to them, and some were pretending to be asleep, as if they had not heard the impassioned words of the principal just now.

The headmaster was embarrassed, and then the meeting was hastily dispersed, and a burst of dust flew in the small but crowded field, and the headmaster who left at the end was gray all over, and his mouth was dry, and he didn't know how much dust he had eaten in the air.

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The classroom was quiet, there were sixty people in the small classroom, although it didn't seem crowded, but with the mountains of materials, it was so spacious.

Fang Yu and Zhao Xiong walked lightly to their seats, and the position of the two of them was in the third row against the wall, this is also because Zhao Xiong's father is the director, and the head teacher has to give some face no matter what, but Zhao Xiong's figure is too burly, if he is in the first row, it will inevitably not cover other students, so the head teacher also thought of such a compromise solution.

The moment the two of them sat down, the bell rang, it was already seven fifty, and there were still ten minutes of preparation time, eight o'clock, and the official start of class.

The first class, came is a white-bearded old man, I heard that this old man is seventy years old, but still looks energetic, he lectures on history, in the section when it comes to Qin Shi Huang burning books and pit Confucianism, he even jumped on the table and scolded Qin Shi Huang, fortunately, the power of books is infinite, and the power of people's love for books is also infinite, otherwise, maybe, Qin Shi Huang will really succeed, breaking a Chinese culture, the old man said such a thing in one breath, his face was not red, he was not panting, just when the old man opened his mouth to say something, the bell rang for the end of class, and the old man had to close the book and wilt away。

For science students, history is completely a course that can be learned or not, but for Fang Yu's No. 1 class, the basic requirements of the teachers are both arts and sciences, and it is precisely because of this that the No. 1 Middle School has created a group of outstanding students with all-round development.

Of course, in the science class, although the double major of arts and sciences is required, the requirements for liberal arts are definitely not as rigorous as those for science, and the second class is Fang Yu's least favorite English.

Fang Yu has never understood why he should learn English, a Chinese, at a time when he can't even know the root of Chinese, still has to learn English, then why no country also regards Chinese as a compulsory language for students in that country (except China), which is obviously extremely unfair.

Fang Yu tried hard to recite those tongue-twisting words, although Fang Yu was extremely uninterested in English, but for the sake of the future, Fang Yu still had to learn English hard.

Just when Fang Yu was reciting seriously, a chalk head suddenly appeared in the hands of the English teacher, the English teacher was a middle-aged woman, the upper body was a red sweater, the lower body was a light purple, that kind of particularly tacky skirt, plus stepping on a pair of black sandals, and her hair was tied into a ponytail, which made people look like she always had a sense of nondescriptry.

That chalk head seemed to have been in the hands of the English teacher, and as far as Fang Yu's eyes could see, the chalk head crossed a graceful arc in the air, and under the effect of the parabolic theorem, it accurately hit Zhao Xiong's head.

This is, Fang Yu noticed that his tablemate Zhao Xiong didn't know when he had fallen asleep, and the English book was standing upright in front of Zhao Xiong, but it still couldn't stop Zhao Xiong's head.

Zhao Xiong raised his head with sleepy eyes, and the hazy sleepy eyes were facing the English teacher's bright and blackened eyes staring at him, like an eagle seeing a rabbit hidden in the grass from the air, that kind of pride, that kind of ferocity, even Zhao Xiong, was startled, the sleepiness disappeared suddenly, and a coolness rose from Zhao Xiong's back.

"Zhao Xiong, you memorize to me the short essay on illness in the lower left corner of page 135 of the textbook," the English teacher's voice was like a magic voice from hell, and Zhao Xiong reluctantly stood up after hearing it.

"This ...... That one...... In fact............ If," Zhao Xiong hesitated for a long time, but he didn't memorize a single English word.

Zhao Xiong's leg touched Fang Yu beside him, asking Fang Yu to give him some hints. However, Fang Yu obediently chose to ignore Zhao Xiong's request for help under the murderous eyes of the English teacher.

"Punish writing a hundred times, give it to me before this afternoon, and you won't be allowed to go home if you can't finish writing," the English teacher's cold words without any emotion came into Zhao Xiong's ears, Zhao Xiong smiled bitterly, and silently calculated in his heart how many words, how many English letters, how many strokes, and how long it would take him to write and play.

Zhao Xiong is also a day student, otherwise the English teacher should have said that he would not be allowed to go back to the dormitory to sleep if he can't finish writing.

"Not righteous," Zhao Xiong muttered quietly after sitting down, of course, it was Fang Yu who said it.

"It's not that I'm not righteous, the English teacher has been watching me at that time," Fang Yu hurriedly defended himself, "If I say it, it will just be one more person to be punished." ”

"Hmph," Zhao Xiong snorted dissatisfiedly.

Not long after, the second class was also over, and Fang Yu took out a stack of English paper from his schoolbag, which was the English essay that Zhao Xiong was punished for.

"Why are you so much?" Zhao Xiong was surprised and snatched it up, "I know you're useless, give it to me." ”

"That's one hundred and fifty times, didn't it be stipulated that you don't need to memorize this article at that time, I can't memorize it, so I wrote it over and over again, and finally remembered it, this is one hundred and fifty times, you just need to hand it in a hundred times, otherwise it will be revealed at that time," Fang Yu said with a smile on his face.

"I knew you were the most righteous," Zhao Xiong smiled, and his hand was on Fang Yu's shoulder, Fang Yu's shoulder sank, and he was almost directly pressed back to his seat by Zhao Xiong.

Although Zhao Xiong is a big person, but Zhao Xiong's heart and eyes are excellent, Fang Lin has never been bullied by others in the first middle school, which is also because of Zhao Xiong, since Zhao Xiong knew that Fang Yu had a slight heart failure, he proclaimed himself Fang Yu's boss, if anyone dared to bully Fang Yu, then he passed his own level first