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The campus, which carried his year of high school life, was full of sunny and youthful climates.

The early autumn season is just right, and the girls are reluctant to change out of their short skirts that show off their figures, and the boys don't have to wrap their abs tightly if they have them.

Walking on this campus, although class is about to start, Mu Qian is not in a hurry.

Where to go, follow the guidance of your toes, turn a corner, staggered in front of the gate of the sophomore school building, and continue to walk around the school.

Jingle bell~

The bell rang for class, and Mu Qian, who had never been late without saying hello, was empty today.

Ren Ying held her chin and stared at the empty desk, and when she sent Xiaoling to school, Mu Qian left together, and she didn't know ......

'Can you still see him today?' Ren Ying thought.

Turning his head and looking at Song Shijing's position, it was also empty...... Like, she's going to go too.

There was a faint reluctance in his heart, not only for Mu Qian, but also for Song Shijing.

Ren Ying didn't know what was wrong with her, maybe she felt that although Song Shijing was a competitor, it was rare to be a friend who could not be wary of each other.

Friend...... Is it?

Ren Ying lowered her head and wrote a sentence on the white paper in front of her: How sad can you be.

Looking at it again, it seems to be an important document to be used in the video conference at night, Ren Ying stuck out the tip of her tongue and went to find the correction liquid.

Mu Qian wandered around the campus.

Next to my ears, I heard the sound of reading in the Chinese class, and the sound was in my ears, as if I had heard it in a private school.

When I turned my head to look, I casually saw that in the sunny classroom on the first floor, the old gentleman who taught was anxiously patting the blackboard, and used all his strength to explain a mathematical geometry.

The students under the podium sat upright, after all, the teacher was already in a hurry, and he might throw the blackboard at any time.

"I've talked about it a few times, and I still can't! I've talked about it a few times, and I still can't! What are you doing in school? It's going to be a partner!"

Mu Qian smiled and continued to walk to the side.

There seems to be a scene in the depths of my memory......

The thatched hut, the study hall, the old gentleman who teaches, the ring ruler in his hand.

Syllable!

'Oops,' the little scholar grinned and was about to cry.

'Don't cry, bear with it!' the old gentleman who couldn't see his face clearly scolded very harshly.

The little scholar hurriedly bit his lip, at that time, he was still red and white, and he should be called Xiao Zhengtai now.

"I remembered it again. ”

Mu Qian looked up at the sky, there was a round of sun in the sky, and the sun's light was a little dazzling.

Because of the dazzling eyes, the eye sockets are a little more moist, but they dry out when the wind blows.

He continued walking, slowly walking around the campus.

walked from the door of the lecture hall to the corner of the gymnasium, walked through the hotbed of love between the younger brothers and sisters, and walked through the pressure cooker for the seniors to go to school......

The cafeteria is rarely frequented, there are familiar teachers in the copy room, and the school supermarket is busy buying and displaying goods, which can be clearly seen in the shop window......

This is the school where he has lived for a year, and he can only see the whole picture of this school before leaving.

"Hey, that classmate, what are you wandering around, why don't you go to class!"

A male teacher with glasses pointed at Mu Qian and shouted.

Mu Qian smiled: "Teacher, do you know how to get to the principal's office?"

The male teacher's expression instantly became solemn.

Is this student looking for the principal?

"It's in the academic building over there...... What are you looking for from the principal?"

Mu Qian smiled, turned around and left, the male teacher wanted to shout but didn't dare to shout, wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Could it be the student union?

What do you have to ask the principal? Which teacher is it complaining about?

The male teacher in the suit scratched his head for a while, and suddenly fell into an inexplicable entanglement.

-- In a similar situation, you can learn from the tricks of the majority of middle school students. Where will Mu Qian go to the principal, and after walking around, he went to the top floor and sat on the bench on the top of the building.

I'm going to spend the morning in the sun.

The schoolbag has been sent home, and when he sent Xiaoling to school, he went to the campus where he spent three years in junior high school.

I took a turn there, thinking back to my memories of growing up this time, and two or three fragments of long-ago memories emerged, which made the Demon King overjoyed.

No one knows why he chose to re-experience the life of an ordinary person, or even he can't give a complete answer.

The process is not important, the result is important.

In the past ten years in the town, all the precious and beautiful memories are in the ordinary time, in the clouds flowing quietly.

After all, I have experienced a lot of things before I have the right to say 'plain is blissful'.

"Okay, you, why don't you go to class, what are you doing sneaking around here?"

A delicate rebuke came from behind him, and Mu Qian was now very familiar with this sudden voice. Listening to the sound, the person who comes will definitely not be higher than 1.5 meters.

Sure enough, an art teacher jumped out from behind.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, freedom, I need freedom. Mu Qian stretched, still as usual, without any reverence for the teacher.

Of course, there is still respect.

Ning Lingge was right when he thought about it, and his eyes were filled with sympathy for Mu Qian, although he wanted Zou Xiangqian to touch the boy's head to express his condolences, but ......

It seems that it takes a bit of effort to stand to reach Mu Qian's head.

Ning Lingge sat at the other end of the bench, swaying her feet, like a little girl, thinking about the future of life...... Will it be possible to grow taller?

"Did you say goodbye to your classmates? I heard you last night, today should be the last day. ”

"Half a day, I'm leaving in the afternoon. Mu Qian smiled indifferently, "Don't make a noise, I'll just leave quietly." ”

"Okay then," Mr. Xiao Ning seemed a little reluctant, "Your painting skills are so good, do you want to be a Chinese painter in the future?" ”

Mu Qian shook his head: "It's just an idle hobby, not a career...... Of course, unless you do something else in the future that can't support your wife and children, you will also consider it. ”

"How come, that, classmate Ren Ying doesn't like you very much," Teacher Xiao Ning pouted, "Although the teacher said that this is not right, but when you meet this kind of good girl, you will close your eyes and get married." ”

The Demon King couldn't help but laugh: "Now is not the time to talk about this, let's think about this later, after I go to college." ”

"Yo yo yo, it's rare that you still have this kind of awareness," Teacher Xiao Ning moved his little buttocks and got closer, "Now the teachers in the office are betting on whether you choose Song Shijing or Ren Ying, what do you think?"

Mu Qian held his forehead with one hand, why was this teacher so gossipy.

Have you ever practiced tai chi?

With this height, Guoshu doesn't seem to be very suitable......

"When I fall in love with someone in the future, I will definitely send a text message to the teacher to inform you. ”

"Okay, okay," Teacher Xiao Ning took out a large rabbit ear mobile phone in an unknown position - the mobile phone case is two rabbit ears, "Come on, come on, add friends, leave a mobile phone number!"

Mu Qian suddenly felt that he had been tricked.

added a friend, saved Teacher Xiao Ning in the phone book, and was forced by the teacher to take a selfie and find a cute avatar as a storage record.

After doing this, Teacher Xiao Ning played with his mobile phone for a while, and Mu Qian rarely enjoyed a moment of silence.

After a while, Xiao Ning seemed to ask casually, "Is Mu Qian your real name?"

Mu Qian's empty mind suddenly paused, "Yes, I've always used this name." ”

"It's so strange," Teacher Xiao Ning looked at the phone screen, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You and a very powerful guy I know have the same name." ”

Mu Qian was stunned.

"Oh, oops, it's almost time to get out of class!I'm going to prepare for class!" Teacher Xiao Ning ran away, and turned his head at the iron gate before leaving: "It's time to say goodbye to your classmates, or to say goodbye officially!

Mu Qian pouted, this art teacher is so wide.

Jingle Bell ......

Let's get out of class.