Chapter 87: Return to normal routines

In a rainy curtain, there is a person obscenely passing through the communication room at the entrance of the school, and then a person carrying a small schoolbag and carrying a small bag. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

That's me, fireworks of different colors.

The rain is very cold, because it is already after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the rain is all with a cold breath.

It's class time.,I've been outside for so long that I've forgotten the school schedule.,Just hit this time.,What can I do.。。。

(Well said.) )

(Eh, I'm going, even I'm starting to complain about myself...) Maybe I've been writing a little out of shape lately.。。。 )

To get back to the point, the old man knew me, so he let me pass, and I took a detour to the teaching building to see the plum tree.

This year seems to be more than usual, and by October there are a few remaining in the treetops, and I reach for heights that I couldn't reach before.

It seems that you have grown a little taller in the past six months?

The plum was not as sour as it was last year, so I threw it at the base of the tree and let it regenerate into nutrients for the plum tree, and it reappeared in the treetops the next year.

In the nearby classroom, there was a teacher's broad and bright voice, and a student answering the teacher's questions in a loud voice.

I felt good about it, smiled, and went to the dorm with a slightly heavy handbag.

I was not stopped by the doorman at the school gate, but when I entered the dormitory building, I was stopped by the housekeeper, who looked me up and down and asked me what I was doing.

I said I'd go back to school.

The housekeeper said that I was not like a student who came to class.

I thought to myself, am I still here to fix the water pipes?

I didn't dare say it, as I found my student ID in my wallet to prove my identity.

The door key to the 107 dormitory has been placed on the threshold since the siege time has occurred, so that the last time it happens.

I also looked at the next door 108, and there were only a few beds left with covers, which was still due to the addition of Brother Chao and Lao Cai.

It's warm in the dormitory, but I'm still a little worried about the smell when I enter the dormitory...

The cover was packed, and I looked out the window, and the sun was still buried deep in the cumulonimbus clouds, and the rain was lighter.

I'm hesitating to lie down in bed and sleep for a while? Wait until they're out of class and go back?

But just as I had this thought, there was a cheerful bell outside the dormitory.

I looked at my bed in disappointment, sighed, and hurried to the school building with my bag on my back.

I remember that our classroom was actually the middle of the three school buildings, and I went up to the highest floor to enter the class.

After entering the class, the excited little heart suddenly stopped for a moment.

Here... Where is it?

I dare to pack a ticket, I don't know anyone in it.

But I did make it to Class 3, right?

Am I... Got into a fake school?!

I retreated outside the door and thought about life.

Then I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

I didn't think much of it before I stopped her, and she looked back at me.

When I saw her face, I was a little confused, who is this girl here... I know her for sure.

At that time, my mind flew to more than a hundred miles before I remembered that the girl's name was Xiaoliu.

"Xiaoliu, isn't this the third class of high school? Why not my class? "I felt like I had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Senior year of high school?" Xiao Liu seemed to look at a joke and pointed to the door number.

It's really the third class, but I seem to have overlooked that there is a sophomore in front of me.

I'm already a senior in high school now.

"So, the third year of high school moved the classroom?" I was surprised.

"In that building over there." Xiao Liu pointed in a direction, "Senior often talks about you. ”

"Hey, hey." I smiled and thanked Ryu.

Immediately I walked to the new teacher.

In the hallway to the third year of high school, I saw the door of our class open.

Not only do you miss me, but I miss you too.