In the afternoon, a junior high school in a certain province. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Charlotte turned the ballpoint pen in her hand, there was no anxiety in her eyes, and there was a pile of test papers in front of her.

"Charlotte, what are you doing? Why don't you evaluate the score? A pleasant female voice pierced his eardrums, allowing him to regain focus from his daze.

Looking up, he was dressed in a bright red dress, his long hair was tied into a ponytail, his red phoenix eyes, his cherry mouth, and his slightly frowning brows made people want to smooth it with their hands.

This is my junior high school homeroom teacher.,What's the name?,I can't remember it clearly.,The only thing I remember is that I had a crush on her when I was in junior high school.。 But after graduating from junior high school, I never went to see her again, how can I see her now?

Holding the ballpoint pen in his hand, Xia Luo knocked on the door of his head a few times, what is the teacher's name, his brows are tightened, and he thinks hard a few times, the head teacher of his junior high school seems to be surnamed Zhang, and he can't remember the specific name for the time being.

Teacher Zhang saw that Xia Luo did not respond to him, and walked down from the podium, and a fragrant wind hit, which made Xia Luo feel refreshed, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted to Teacher Zhang.

It's still so watery, maybe it's a little vague with water, let's put it this way, Xia Luo remembers the rumors about this teacher Zhang on campus. Mr. Zhang is a high-achieving student who graduated from the Provincial Agricultural University, in this still somewhat closed and backward area, a college student is like a Wenqu star in the sky, if a college student comes out of a village, the college student's family is the glory of the whole village.

This Teacher Zhang is still a girl, a female college student is even more precious, plus Teacher Zhang is also very thoughtful, and her figure is also good, she is simply a representative of the perfect daughter-in-law.

After graduating, Ms. Zhang was assigned to return to her hometown and served as a junior high school Chinese teacher in her township junior high school. Charlotte is the second group of students she has brought with her, because this township junior high school is the only one in the entire township and accommodates school-age students from seven villages.

Charlotte still remembers that at that time, there were fifty or sixty students in one class, and there were five to seven classes in each grade, which meant that there were at least three hundred students in each grade, and there were nearly a thousand students in the whole school.

I looked down at the test paper in front of me again, flipped through a few pages, and sure enough, I found ** at the end of the test paper. And not only the Chinese test papers, but also the mathematics test papers, English test papers, physics test papers and other test papers. closed the test paper, and sure enough, what caught my eye was the examination paper of a provincial middle school.

Looking up, there is a lecture hall in front, nothing is written on the blackboard, and the students in the back look at it are the group of classmates from their junior high school, the stingy Hu Jun, the class flower Hu Jie, the chubby Cheng Wei, as well as Chen Pengcheng, Hu Wen, Zhang Fang, Guo Jun and so on. As his eyes swept over, the whole class looked up at him, the class was silent, and outside the classroom, there were students from other classes laughing and scolding.

When he retracted his gaze, the table mate next to him was still the black pretty girl Li Xian, with a little dark skin, short hair, a small person, and almond eyes looking at him. Xia Luo was in junior high school for three years, and he shared the same table with Li Xian for two years, but he was at the same table for one year because his grades regressed, from the second in the class to the twelfth in the class.

That's right, when Charlotte was in junior high school, the class was first assigned seats according to grades, and then a head, basically a table of two men and one woman. The reason why I have been at the same table with this little one next to me for two years is because my mother is Charlotte's math teacher, and my father is the principal of a primary school in a nearby village, and Charlotte is the best boy in the class.

"Hey. Charlotte, what's wrong? Didn't get a good night's rest last night? Teacher Zhang lowered his head and asked with concern, the student in front of him was his pride for so many years, and the whole school knew that there were two students with the best grades in class 108, one of whom was Xia Luo.

Wandering between the test paper and the teacher, Charlotte was confused, what is the situation? How did you get to junior high school? And it's also the time to evaluate your score after the high school entrance examination?

Crossed? Or are you dreaming?

I remember that I watched Charlotte a few days ago, he had never contributed to the Chinese film industry, because the name of the actor was the same as him, and the performance team was also a happy twist he liked, so he gritted his teeth and spent sixty oceans into the cinema to watch this movie.

Although the plot is a bit old-fashioned, and it feels like a web novel, the protagonist goes back to the past and plagiarizes this and that, but as a comedy, it's okay, Charlotte spends the time laughing in the cinema.

My current situation is so similar to that in the movie, and it is also inexplicable that I have reached my school days. But Charlotte herself doesn't think she is crossing, where did she come from?

Charlotte is an eight-year-old bookworm, and now the online novels are all kinds of crossings, which is annoying. Charlotte herself thought about the possibility of crossing, and the crossings in the crossing novel are generally like this: thunder, lightning, immortals, aliens, and after the audience slowly becomes disgusted, it becomes a silent crossing.

Nowadays, human beings do not have a grasp of time and space, only passive acceptance and adaptation, rather than use and control. The passage of time minute by minute does not stop or even regress because of someone or something, the record of time is also a clock, in addition, the record of time is only the sunrise and sunset in nature. So those who travel back in time to years ago, decades, even hundreds, thousands of years ago are just imaginations.

Even if someone crosses this universe, since there are one and there are two, and there are two and three, and everyone is a traverser, then it is not chaotic?

So those crossings are all nonsense, they are all similar to fast food literature, why do you want to cross, because life is not happy in this world, life is full of countless choices, and it is also full of regrets, and people will always think: If I don't do this, what will happen in the end. Based on this, there is a time-traveling novel, whether it is a time trip back to ancient times to eat and drink spicy food, or to travel back to the past to various rich people, it is a kind of dissatisfaction with reality.

To be honest, Charlotte was also dissatisfied, and he was also full of regrets, if he didn't go to that high school after graduating from junior high school, but went to work, what would happen in the end? If I had studied hard in high school, what would I do now?

These have all been imagined, but imagination is imagination, and reality is still like this.

Now inexplicably unfold a scene of returning to school to evaluate scores after the junior high school entrance examination, what is this for? Is it the nostalgia for his last glory in his heart or the remorse for his choice?

Charlotte didn't know that this picture had been cherished in her heart for a long time, even if she had ever been yy, she had never imagined this picture, maybe it was the last trace of warmth left for herself.

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