Chapter 7 The beginning of the school season

Early in the morning, when the clock hand was still fixed at six, Yang Shen had already begun to practice playing the violin. Wang Si moved his family to Bingcheng the day after attending the class reunion, and Yang Shen expected this result at first. However, Yang Shen has no regrets, because he has already won her heart. In the next time, Yang Shen has to do a few things every day: get up, wash, eat, practice, video with Wang Si on QQ, go to Guo Lanyu, and sleep. Time flies quickly, and before I know it, it's the day of high school reporting. At this time, Yang Shen, according to Nicholas's words, the compatibility between them has reached ten percent. Although he is not a violin master, it is no problem to participate in a national violin competition and win a championship. Just when Yang Shen had just finished playing the last piece of "Paganini's Twenty-Four Caprice", the phone rang, and it was Li Chong calling: "You won't forget today's report." ”。 Yang Shen cleaned up his violin while talking to Li Chong on the phone, "No, isn't it eight o'clock?" Li Chong on the other side of the phone said next: "How will we go to school in a while?" Yang Shen felt that it was time to remind Li Chong to keep a low profile and said, "How about taking the bus?"

Ten minutes later, two 16-year-old teenagers stood on a bus to Huadu No. 9 Middle School. One teenager was leisurely looking at the scenery outside the car window, while another teenager was complaining: "I wouldn't have listened to you if I knew about it, how good it is to drive, the bus is crowded and hot." The young man who complained was Li Chong, and what he didn't know was that there was a middle-aged man in his thirties behind him who looked at him with deep contempt: "Today's children are really getting more and more able to brag, can you still come to squeeze the bus if you have a car?" Yang Shen, who was looking at the scenery, had to comfort: "It won't hurt to be low-key." Believe me, girls like to be rich but not show off their wealth, and they are both cultivated and very reliable. ”。 The latter sentence Yang Shen whispered in Li Chong's ear. I'm afraid Yang Shen doesn't know, it was his words that made him have one more person to accompany him on the bus on the way to school in the future.

On the bus, Yang Shen heard someone discussing whether Obi-Wan was more powerful or Kui Gangjin was more powerful in 'Star Wars'. Yang Shen suddenly thought that as a "Jedi", he still hadn't asked Nicholas how to use the Force. It's really a miscalculation, isn't this as ironic as hoarding food at home and starving to death. "Nicholas, how do you use the Force. Nicholas was a little helpless by Yang Shen's words, this kid won't think about it now. But he patiently explained: "Using the Force is very simple, just extend your left or right hand to attract any object you can attract, and the speed at which you attract depends on how much you release the Force." It is also possible to repel objects around you, but you need to extend both hands at the same time. ”。 Isn't this the Heavenly Dao Payne's great move, Vientiane Heavenly Attraction and Shinra Heavenly Sign. "So, since there are Jedi in this world, does the Sith also exist?" Yang Shen asked curiously. "A Jedi who kills a Jedi will be reduced to a Sith (duels don't count), and their successor will be a Sith. The Sith is marked by the use of Force lightning. Your current Force strength can already attract nearby objects with a mass of no more than one kilogram, and you can also use the Force to resist repulsion and resist pistol bullets with low speed. But only if you react fast enough." "Can you get even better?" asked Yang Shen. "The Force of the musician-type Jedi is not very strong in the first place, unlike those warrior-type Jedi, who can increase their Force strength through combat and cultivation. But we can use music to do some auxiliary offense and defense. ”。 Hehe, six-fingered qin demon? Yang Shen thought to himself.

Soon the bus arrived at the stop of Huadu No. 9 Middle School. After arriving at the school, Yang Shen soon saw a familiar figure. A teenager was standing in front of a bulletin board posted by the school, struggling to find his class, and he habitually held the third phalanx of his left index finger in his mouth. "Chen Peng, you kid came early. ”。 Li Chong shouted loudly. Chen Peng turned around and saw two familiar faces. It's as if I saw the scene when we played Warcraft together.,The grass at that time was three friends.。 Yang Shen is responsible for fainting, Li Chong is responsible for resisting, and he is responsible for output. "Haha, it's the two of you. How many classes have you been assigned to?" Yang Shen was also very happy to see Chen Peng here. "I just came, but I don't know yet." "Me too, this girl's big brand has to be lined up in a class, how hard it looks, how convenient it is to arrange by surname like a mobile phone address book. ”。 Regarding Chen Peng's complaint, Yang Shen did not make any comments, but patted Chen Peng's shoulder and pointed to the sign: "Let's look for it together, it won't take long." ”。

While Yang Shen was looking for which class he had been placed in, a young man of about twenty-two years old was observing his every move through a telescope on a tall building not far away. And reported through a communicator hanging over his ear: "Report Team Leader, the target is working with his good friend to find out how many shifts he has been assigned to. There are currently no anomalies. ”。 On the other end of the communicator was a slightly accented woman's voice: "Keep watching. ”。 "But there's a strange thing I don't know whether to talk about or not," the young man said cautiously. "Let's say" If Yang Shen could see the woman's appearance, he would be surprised, isn't this his mother. "The subject once brought home a cute white puppy, but there was no barking from the dog. I was very curious, so I went into the house while he was attending the class reunion and found that there was no trace of a dog in the house. Also, the target's violin playing ability seems to have improved considerably in a short period of time. ”。 "Oh, what kind of level is it now?" the young man replied after a pause, "The current level of the target is almost comparable to that of some young violinists. Whenever I hear his piano sound, I get a little wandering. ”。 "It's hard work, go ahead". "Yes!". At the same time, it was in a military base in Qiqihar. A middle-aged man in his 40s watches a 16-year-old boy shoot a target. Ten shots later, all of them hit the bull's-eye. "Well done, Xiao Lei. ”。 "Thank you, Chief". "Just call me uncle" The middle-aged man is Yang Shen's father Yang Guorong, and the sixteen-year-old boy is Yang Shen's cousin Yang Lei. Perhaps, Yang Shen never imagined that he would meet his cousin in college, and they were roommates.

However, at this time, Yang Shen also found on the school's bulletin board that his class was class 12. And Li Chong was assigned to Class 7. Chen Peng was assigned to Class 5. The students of No. 9 Middle School and Yang Shen were divided into a total of 15 classes. Classes 1 to 3 are key classes, and all students are composed of the students with the best grades in Huadu. There is no difference between classes 4 and 14, and the students in parallel classes have good grades and not so good grades. Class 15 is an art class, and the students are not very good at some cultural courses, so they have to be admitted to art colleges. The next thing was Yang Shen and Li Chong, and Chen Peng went to their own classes to report to their homeroom teachers. Since the three of them live in the city, they don't have to go to the dormitory provided by the school to report.

Yang Shen came to his class and saw a middle-aged woman in her thirties sitting in the first row of the classroom. Compared to his homeroom teacher, Yang Shen stepped forward and said, "Hello teacher, I'll report." The middle-aged woman glanced up at Yang Shen and said, "What's your name?" "Yang Shen" The middle-aged woman glanced at the report sheet, handed Yang Shen a pen and said, "Sign your name here" Yang Shen took the pen and wrote his name on the report sheet, and he found that his name was ranked third. The top two people are called Li Haiyang's boy and Si Wen's girl. After Yang Shen finished writing his name, the teacher began to introduce his name and told Yang Shen to study hard and come to the class at six o'clock tonight for evening class. The teacher said as he spoke, and suddenly said, "Do you wear contact lenses?" is really good eyesight, Yang Shen had to take off the contact lenses, revealing a pair of blue eyes. He explained, "Mr. Li, the color of my pupils is a little different from other people, so I wear contact lenses. I hope the teacher can understand. ”。 Li Chunyan stared at Yang Shen's blue eyes for a long time. asked, "Is there anyone in your family?" Yang Shen did not hide it, and returned: "My mother is German. ”。 "It's okay, I'll bring it to school in the future. Hurry up and adjust your holiday mentality. The curriculum in high school is not as simple as that in junior high school, so go back." "Goodbye Teacher"

As soon as he walked out of the door of the building, he saw Li Chong and Chen Peng waiting for him at the door of the building. Li Chong stepped forward and hugged Yang Shen's shoulder: "You are the slowest." Let's go, go to the Internet café to play Warcraft. ”。.