Zhang Miao tilted her head to look at Feng Yiming, who was jumping up and hanging in place, panicked, and said, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yiming ignored her, just now Ye Zizi mentioned Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he immediately remembered "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", and wrote the title of the book on scratch paper during class time, Feng Yiming tried to recall what he had written on the paper just now, some popular TV series and even novels, and it seemed that he also wrote the lyrics of Jay Chou's nunchuck, and the most terrible thing was to write "Next year, the United States, 911" at the end If this piece of paper is accidentally seen by someone, the ghost knows if he will be remembered when the 911 incident happens next year. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Throwing the key to Ye Zizi casually, Feng Yiming ignored Zhang Miao's series of questions behind him and rushed out the door.

Three minutes later, Feng Yiming, who was standing under the teaching building, looked stupidly at the door that had been locked, the city No. 1 middle school started classes at 2:30 in the afternoon in the summer and autumn, and the school ended at 11:30 in the morning, with a full three-hour break in the middle, Feng Yiming just remembered that last year, a few little hooligans in the society did not know how to sneak into the campus, and grabbed a few students in the teaching building at noon and beat them, and the matter was once a big fuss, and after that, the city No. 1 middle school decided to lock the door of the teaching building after school in the morning, and wait for 2 o'clock in the afternoon to open again.

Feng Yiming circled around the teaching building, thinking that it should be okay to wait for the door to open at 2 o'clock before going in, when suddenly there was a noise from the second floor, Feng Yiming squinted his eyes and looked at a few people in the corridor on the second floor, and two of them were classmates in the third class.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yiming turned his head and walked to the side of the teaching building near the playground, Feng Yiming, who grew up on the campus since he was a child, naturally knows more about the city No. 1 Middle School than others, many paths, hidden corridors, and secret passages that others don't know are at a glance in front of Feng Yiming, which is an accessory for him to mistreat day after day and year after year on campus.

It has been several years since the construction of this school building, and later because of the introduction of the legendary quality education, music classes, Art classes and other courses do not have a special multimedia classroom classes, at that time, the school leaders in order to save money, did not build a new building, simply built an annex building on the side of the teaching building, and the teaching building is connected together, the two buildings have a 90-degree angle, the young Feng Yiming in his previous life in high school once climbed from the first floor to the second floor of the annex building, and then climbed smoothly from the annex building to the classroom of the teaching building, in order to put the love letter on the table of the senior sister, Feng Yiming also clearly remembered that this was the first love letter he sent, but unfortunately forgot to write his name.

Looking up at the window on the first floor of the annex building, and then at the windowsill on the second floor, Feng Yiming gritted his teeth, Nima didn't realize that he was so bold back then, this is about to fall down, and the fracture is considered light. But thinking about the piece of paper that was put on his desk in a grand manner, Feng Yiming gave himself a slap and rolled up his sleeves, no way, who let himself not have more eyes.

It was easy to hold the railing on the second floor, and the exercise that he had insisted on for more than a year since his rebirth was finally not in vain, Feng Yiming turned over hard, and finally climbed the windowsill on the second floor of the auxiliary building, wiped his sweat, looked at the classroom window of the opposite teaching building, his legs were a little shaky, and then looked down, yes! There was no way to go down, and several footholds that climbed up were blocked, Feng Yiming let out a long breath, and laughed in his heart that he was really getting less and less courageous.

Feng Yiming wiped his sweat vigorously on his pants with both hands, and was about to get up, when suddenly a somewhat hoarse and soft female voice came into his ears: "I know, I know, I had contact with Qingping when I opened a construction company before, but there is no evidence, can it work?"

Feng Yiming's brows furrowed slightly, before and after two lives, he had been in this campus for nearly twenty years, and he had never eavesdropped on other people's phone calls, he poked his head out slightly, this female voice was a little familiar, it should be the teacher of the No. 1 Middle School in the city.

"It's okay, there's no one around, I've seen it, you name it"

Feng Yiming held his breath, leaned back slightly, and he finally reacted, the woman below was Liu Xuemei.

"Yes, I've already transferred my class tomorrow and I'll be available tomorrow morning. ”

Tomorrow is Friday.

"You should know, real-name report, I can't continue to stay in Qingping, I don't want money, you said you could send me to Yangcheng to meet him. ”

Is this really a woman trapped in love?

"Okay, you also know that you have to send me away, because the evidence handed over is fake!"

Could a scene from a previous life be staged in advance?

"Yes, I will destroy the mobile phone at night, and you can send it there at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will go over and get it myself, yes, hang it up." ”

Listening to the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground gradually disappearing, Feng Yiming wiped the cold sweat on his head, and carefully stretched out his head to look at the woman's swaying back, his eyes were full of gloom.

Huang An's drama of delaying the appointment of personnel some time ago, the meeting of the Standing Committee to discuss personnel held tomorrow morning, and the real-name reporting incident that should have occurred nearly six years later, a series of scenes quickly flashed in Feng Yiming's mind.

recalled the words of Zhao Guoliang, the vice president of the group who took great care of him in his previous life, "Xiao Feng, it's a good thing to be steady, but you lack the courage and courage to give it a go." Feng Yiming thought to himself that he hadn't changed much after being reborn, as if he was still missing something in this life.

The scenes that happened in his previous life came to mind, the grievances of his father, his mother's gray hair, the fingers and fingers of the teachers of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, and the difficult job search experience after graduation, Feng Yiming was cold but his face was red, and his slightly trembling hands finally clenched into fists.

Business as usual?

I can let the mother and son in the textile factory escape, let Li Yu return to Qingping to become his assistant, and even let He Jian's family escape the doom of the ruined family, can't I let my family escape the tragic trajectory of my previous life?

Feng Yiming looked up at the window of the opposite teaching building, this is the passage facing the light, this is the road to the future, and this is also the window to escape from doom.

Courage gathered in his chest at an unprecedented speed, and he put his hand on his chest, he had never felt his heart beat so violently.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the railing on the window of the opposite teaching building, and with a hard effort, he turned over and hooked the inside of the window with his foot, and smoothly drilled into the window, there was a girl in the classroom, seeing this scene, he suddenly screamed, Feng Yiming got up expressionlessly, stretched out his finger and pointed at the other party, and walked out of the classroom calmly.