Ning Zhichu then came to the front door of the second class of junior high school, looking at the nameplate of "second (second) class of junior high school" nailed to the door wall, shining in the sun, and remembered the previous bits and pieces for a while. He still remembers Wang Bo, who often ranks first in any exam, as well as the witty and humorous second place in the second place in the thousand-year-old Lu Wenming, the lively and outgoing literary and artistic committee member Zhang Jing, Hong Chongshui, who shrinks in the corner to do the topic and works hard, Wen Youyou, the representative of the Chinese class and the goddess of crush, Huang Qingya, whose voice is as crisp as the call of a yellow bird, Lin Ziwang, Hong Zishui, Lin Zhixin, and many classmates who have not been in contact with them in general.......

Those carefree days drifting in the wind, with the growth of everyone's age and rich experience, in this increasingly impetuous and distorted society, can only become the sweetest picture in the midnight dream, and can never return to the original point.

Perhaps, human beings are really hypocritical. When they are still in their best days, they look forward to growing up to be powerful or overwhelmed by sentient beings. However, when they grow up, in a society with distorted values, and in the hearts of impetuous people, they can only find that the carefree childhood is the perfect life they want most in their hearts. It's a pity, no matter how much you regret it, no matter how powerful you are, you can't buy the backtracking of time, and you can't buy the innocence and cuteness of your childhood.

"Good morning!" "Good morning!" "Where did you go to play during the Spring Festival? I went to Beishan with my family to hike, it was so boring, and the next day I was exhausted, and my back and legs hurt. "Hehe, how much money have you received this year? I just received 600 yuan, such a small amount of money, my mother still wants to confiscate it, I am really crazy. "Ahh

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This group of little kids is still the same as before, full of fun and fun.

"Hey, Ning Zhichu, good morning, happy new year, have you finished your winter vacation homework? Especially those dozen or so papers in mathematics? After I finished writing, borrow me to copy it, I don't know if the old demon Xu will check the homework later. ”

At this time, Lin Ziwang, one of the trio of mischievous people in the class, saw Ning Zhichu at the door and ran up to ask for winter vacation homework. And the old demon Xu in his mouth, is the mathematics teacher and head teacher of Class 2 Xu Youcai, because people are not smiling, they are extremely serious and strict with their homework, and they are good at "catching" those back-row personnel who don't like to learn to peek at novels and magazines from the back door during evening self-study, so he was nicknamed "Old Demon Xu" by his classmates.

"Uh, homework is here, in addition to math, other subjects, do you want it too? It's all here, I'll give it to you. ”

Ning Zhichu was extremely glad at this time, he was reborn at the beginning of school, because Ning Zhichu had a habit, that is, before the start of school, he would finish all the winter (summer) vacation homework assigned by the teacher, or he would feel very uncomfortable, until the summer vacation of the second semester of junior high school. Otherwise, if it had been earlier, wouldn't I have copied my homework until my hands were sore.

"Thank you, Ning Zhichu, you are my life-saving benefactor, the Guanyin Bodhisattva who is merciful and compassionate to save people's lives. I asked several people, and they all said that the math papers were not written, and there were also physics and chemistry papers, and they also borrowed me to copy them. Lin Ziwang had asked several people before this, no wonder he was sweating profusely and going around the class.

"Brother, borrow me to copy it too, I still need a biology test paper." "I want it too, Lin Ziwang, you can't copy it alone, so copy the scrolls that you can't use for me first." ", don't squeeze me, squeeze again, I won't let you copy it, thank you, Ning Zhichu."

When Ning Zhichu took out the math test paper, five or six people surrounded him in an instant, Lin Ziwang saw that the situation was not good, so he first took Ning Zhichu's math test paper in his hand, thanked him, and returned to the back row with the male classmates around him, and started the big business of copying homework.

Ning Zhichu looked at the lively back row, almost all of them were occupied by male classmates, all of them were holding black pens in their right hands, and they followed their eyes to write the homework that others had done during a winter vacation, racing against time to write on their test papers, even if the handwriting was scribbled into a wild grass comparable to Zhang Xu's unrestrained penmanship. I think that at the beginning, when the third year of junior high school started in his previous life, Ning Zhichu fell like them because of what happened at home, and he had no intention of studying upward, and his daily homework was like a surprise copy and copy the next morning. However, this can only be attributed to Ning Zhichu being too ignorant and fragile at that time, like flowers and plants growing in a honeypot, just after a little wind and rain, they are vulnerable.

Shaking his head, Ning Zhichu inspected the classroom, saw Wen Youyou's location with sharp eyes, and walked over to her, he remembered that in the three years of junior high school, he had always been at the same table with Wen Youyou, even if he fell behind, he couldn't keep up with the top students in class, and his seat had never changed, and he could sit next to Wen Youyou steadily.

It's not that no one has reacted, especially the second thousand-year-old Lu Wenming, who often ranks second in the exam sitting at Ning Zhichu's front table, once made a small report to the head teacher Xu Youcai, wanting to transfer Ning Zhichu away from Wen Youyou's side. I don't know how the old demon Xu Youcai thought about it, but instead of replacing Ning Zhichu's position, he transferred Lu Wenming away and stayed away from Wen Youyou.

At first, Ning Zhichu didn't know why Lu Wenming was transferred from the front table, but Lin Ziwang didn't know who he learned the news from, so he ran over to tell Ning Zhichu and asked Ning Zhichu to be careful of people like Lu Wenming. Ning Zhichu just learned the news, and at first he didn't know what the head teacher Xu Youcai thought, how to transfer the honor student Lu Wenming instead of him, who was already a bad student at the time?

Later, he figured out that Jiang was still old and spicy, and Xu Youcai must have mastered the situation that Lu Wenming liked Wen Youyou, and for the sake of his scholarship, he could only separate the two top students, lest the two young people have no intention of studying for a long time, which is not good. And a bad student like Ning Zhichu only needs a few taps to control the overall situation. Therefore, Ning Zhichu was called out by the head teacher Xu Youcai a few times later, thinking that at the beginning, he was still very excited, thinking that Xu Youcai did not give up on him, and was really encouraging him to make progress, and after learning the truth of this fact, he was hit and could no longer raise his interest in learning.

However, after being reborn, he will no longer rely on the encouragement of others to learn as he did in his previous life. After all, learning is one's own business, and no matter how much others encourage and support them, they can't share the bitterness and joy of learning.

"Ning Zhichu, why did you give the test paper to Lin Ziwang and them? What if the homeroom teacher comes? ”

As soon as Ning Zhichu sat down, Wen Youyou's words at the same table were thrown over. Wen Youyou really doesn't understand, Ning Zhichu, who has always refused to let those classmates in the back row copy the homework of each subject, why has it changed so much after a winter vacation?

"Hehe, that's what I know, this time the teacher didn't take the homework. Besides, the teacher won't take the homework seriously, what about the six classes in our junior high school, more than 300 people, can the teacher read so much homework? ”

Regarding this question, Ning Zhichu, who had seen it very clearly in his previous life, smiled at Wen Youyou and explained.

"Ah, yes, I knew I wouldn't be so serious." Wen Youyou listened to Ning Zhichu's explanation, thought about it for a while, and found that it was really like that, and he pouted and was very disgusted.