"The new song seems to be called "Big City Little Love", my classmate listened to it once, and only remembered some ** parts, I'll learn from you", the girl recalled, while humming the ** part of the song that Masaki sang at the time in an unskilled tune. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wow, it's really good, I'm looking forward to hearing this song soon!" said the round-faced girl with a hint of blush on her face after listening to this part of the girl's humming.

"It should be soon, I read an entertainment report a few days ago, and when I interviewed Masaki last time, he said that a new album will be released around the year, maybe this song will be among them", another person recalled.

"When the time comes, I must buy one, his songs are all tired of listening, and I believe that the second album will continue to surprise me the first time", said a girl looking expectantly at Masaki on the poster.

Zheng Xiaotong stood quietly and listened to the chat of several people, looking up at the red banner hanging on the teaching building, "Warmly celebrate the participation of political discipline students in the Spring Festival Gala", and most of the chat topics of the people around her were about political discipline.

At this moment, not only is she observing her surroundings, but the people around her are also observing this cutely dressed and sweet-looking girl, in today's words, Zhengji's dress for Xiaotong is a typical black straight goddess fan, and the eyes of many boys who enter and leave the school can't help but stop on her body, curiously looking at the class where this face-faced girl is located.

"Xiaotong, is it really you!" At this time, a voice suddenly came from her side, surprising Zheng Xiaotong, who was still in emotion, and she looked at the person who came, with the same surprise on her face.

"Brother Fan Cheng, Sister Xinmei?" she looked at Fan Cheng and Wu Xinmei, who were walking towards her with a surprised face, and couldn't help shouting.

"Xiaotong, why are you here? Who are you?" Fan Cheng looked at Zheng Xiaotong, who was dressed cutely, and rubbed his eyes, just now he looked at the back of this girl a bit like Zhengji's cousin, but he didn't dare to confirm it, and when he got closer and saw the front, he mustered up the courage to call out her name, but he didn't expect it to be her.

"Me, my brother asked me to transfer to the second middle school to go to school, and today I will report to the fifth class of the first high school" Xiaotong looked at Fan Cheng and the two, and said with a cordial face, in this vast sea of people, she saw acquaintances who didn't know anyone, as if she saw a life-saving straw, and the strangeness also went a lot.

"You've come to No. 2 Middle School to go to school, great, I'll be your senior in the future!What about Zhengji? Didn't he come?" Fan Cheng asked, looking at Xiaotong's side with a happy face.

Hearing Fan Cheng's news about political discipline, Wu Xinmei pursed her ears, and a trace of expectation flashed in her eyes.

"My brother just sent me over and drove to Yanjing, he seems to be going to record a new album", Zheng Xiaotong replied thinking of what he said when chatting with his cousin in the car.

"It's a pity to go to Yanjing, and said that on the first day of school, how could he come to class and release a new album, good guy, it's only been a long time, and there will be new songs, and when I go back today, call him, and be the first to mail me one", Fan Cheng smashed it, smashed it, and said helplessly, Wu Xinmei on the side also flashed a trace of disappointment on her face.

"It's almost class, come with me, I'll send you to Class 5," Fan Cheng looked at the big clock hanging on the school wall and said with a smile to Zheng Xiaotong.

"Hmm", Zheng Xiaotong nodded, and walked side by side towards the school with Fan Cheng, when she passed by the girls who spoke just now, she suddenly stopped, thought about it, leaned over and said to a few girls without a head: "I have gossip, Zhengji is not coming today, so you have waited in vain", after speaking, without waiting for a few people to react, he left towards the school, leaving a few girls looking at each other, I don't know if I should believe her words.

"Who is she? Why haven't you seen her before?Is she also a fan of Masaki??How did she know?" the round-faced girl asked a lot of questions in one breath.

"You ask me, who are we asking, haven't seen it, but look at this, isn't what she said true?" said the other girl, shrugging her shoulders.

"Wait, maybe you'll be back?" said one of them, glancing at the end of the road, with a hint of anticipation.

"Do you know them?" Fan Cheng also noticed Zheng Xiaotong's performance just now, and asked curiously.

"I don't know, it's just a little unbearable to see them waiting in vain", Zheng Xiaotong said with a hint of embarrassment flashing on his face.

"Alas, what is this, almost every day there are fans from all over the world at the door looking forward to waiting for political discipline, some time ago there was a girl who waited for three days!

"So persistent!" Xiaotong also sighed.

"Zhengji didn't say when he will come back?" Wu Xinmei couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart.

"No, my brother said that he should be very busy this time, and I think he will probably not be able to come back for a while", Xiaotong replied after thinking about it.

"Didn't this guy say that he was going to Hong Kong to receive the award? I don't know when I will go, I really want to go and see it", Fan Cheng said with a hint of envy in his tone.

"It's the fifth class in front, Xiaotong, if there is anything to call me, I'm upstairs on your floor, on the third floor, it's actually easy to find, you just say that the political discipline class, naturally someone will tell you", before you knew it, you arrived at the fifth class, Fan Cheng pointed to the classroom in front of him and instructed Xiaotong.

"Well, I know, Brother Fancheng, go get busy," Xiaotong glanced at the classroom door and nodded.

After Fan Cheng left, the class bell rang too, and Xiaotong hurriedly walked to the door, knocked on the door, and shouted "report".

"Please come in", the female teacher in the classroom heard the sound of the door, her face flashed, and she hurriedly walked to the door with the sound of what the principal had told her.

"Teacher, I'm freshman Zheng Xiaotong, I'm here to report", Xiaotong stood at the door, timidly looking at the female teacher in her thirties in front of her, while secretly looking at the scene in the classroom.

"Well, the teacher knows you, please come in," the female teacher showed a warm smile, looked at the little girl in front of her who was wearing a pink down jacket like a classical beauty, and sighed in her heart, is this Zhengji's cousin, Zheng Xiaotong?

At the same time, the eyes of all the people in the class were concentrated at the moment Xiaotong entered, and the boys invariably let out a "wow" sound, looking at the delicate and beautiful Zheng Xiaotong, with an obsessive look on their faces, they couldn't help but ask each other about Xiaotong's origin, for a while, the classroom was a little noisy, and the girls also looked at Zheng Xiaotong curiously, with envy, curiosity, and jealousy.

"Be quiet, this is a new transfer student, everyone is welcome," the female teacher snorted, turned back to the students and said solemnly.

In the end, it was a key class, and as soon as her words fell, the classroom burst into neat applause, and although they were curious, the students also stopped whispering.

"Come, please introduce yourself to everyone", the female teacher looked at Zheng Xiaotong encouragingly, pointing to the podium and said.

Xiaotong walked up to the podium a little shyly and looked at the classmates in the audience, he was going to spend the three years of high school with these people.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zheng Xiaotong, it's nice to meet you," her voice echoed in the quiet classroom, followed by a round of applause.

The female teacher nodded, looked at the seats in the classroom, pointed to an empty seat in the third row of the classroom and said, "Xiaotong, you can sit here first, and you are welcome to join the big family of the fifth class of high school."

"Well," Zheng Xiaotong nodded, and in the envious eyes of others, she walked to the empty seat in the third row with her schoolbag, her tablemate was a boy, seeing her arrival, she hurriedly packed up the sundries she put on the table next to her, and smiled at Zheng Xiaotong embarrassedly, but hurriedly shifted her eyes, her face was a little flushed.

"Thank you", Xiaotong thanked in a low voice and sat down.

"Xiaotong, just come to the teacher's office after class to pick up your textbook, and you can read it with your table mates first," the female teacher instructed with a smile.

The boy next to him listened, his face showed a hint of joy, and he pushed his textbook to Xiaotong's desk in a very gentlemanly manner, leaving only a third of it, and suddenly thought of something, picked up the eraser and erased the little figure he drew in boredom on the page, and looked at Xiaotong with some embarrassment.

"Thank you, it's a good drawing, why do you want to erase it?" Zheng Xiaotong said with a smile.

"Ah, I think it's average, my name is Han Xiao," the male classmate listened to Xiaotong's words, his face turned even redder, and he didn't dare to look directly at the beautiful and innocent Xiaotong.

Xiaotong looked at Han Xiao, but she didn't expect this boy to seem even more shy than herself, so she couldn't help covering her mouth and smiled slightly: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Han Xiao."

"Where did you go to school?" Han Xiao asked casually, fiddling with the eraser on the table, looking up at the teacher lecturing on the podium.

Xiaotong was slightly stunned when she heard this, thought about it and said, "The school in a small place, you probably haven't heard of it."

"That's right," Han Xiao nodded a little disappointed when he heard this answer, probably because he felt that Xiaotong was unwilling to tell him the truth.

After that, both of them stopped talking, Xiaotong listened to the teacher on the stage talking in standard Mandarin, and couldn't help but feel that the big school was indeed more powerful than her original, she couldn't help but think of the teachers and classmates in the school in her village, I don't know, I didn't go to school at the beginning of the school year, will they miss themselves, she couldn't help but miss some of her original classmates, and unconsciously thought about it.

Time always flies quickly in a daze, accompanied by a bell after class, waking up Xiaotong in her memory, she suddenly felt a little guilty, she didn't seem to listen carefully to this class, her foundation is not good, if you don't study hard, and when the test is not satisfactory, wouldn't it be very embarrassing? She saw the teacher on the podium look at her, remembered that she still had to get the book, and hurriedly got up and followed the female teacher out of the classroom.