3. Just as first seen

"Okay, Yanran, don't be angry, Class 5 and Class 3 are so close anyway, there's no difference." Xu Man said to Gu Yanran, who was angry beside him.

"No, we must teach him a lesson, we both said good things." Gu Yanran squeezed her little fist.

"Didn't the big liar say there was a reason?" Xu Man blinked.

"Hmph, what could be the reason?" Gu Yanran suddenly thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I guess actually, he's embarrassed, think about it, he studies so poorly, the class ranking must be at the bottom every time, and he will inevitably be criticized by the teacher often, and when the time comes, he will invite his parents, and he will not be laughed at by you, that, in order not to be bullied by you, he has to run away." Xu Man said with a smile, and the two pear vortices jumped around, "Boys, always have a good face, it's impossible to say it directly." ”

Gu Yanran pinched Xu Man hard, "I hate it, what do you mean by being bullied by me, I'm so bad, don't you also bully him, hum." ”

So that's the case, Gu Yanran raised her head, her big eyes flashed, she was really a big fool, how could she really laugh at him, was she too fierce, but why didn't she want to talk about him when she saw him.

Thinking about it, the heart she was hanging just now suddenly relaxed, and most of her anger disappeared.

Lin Fan in the corridor didn't know that Xu Man had helped him successfully calm Miss Gu's anger, and what he was thinking about now was how to calm Zhang Jianguo's anger in front of him, "Teacher Zhang, I'm sorry, I have a few friends in Class 5, I just said hello." ”

"Say hello, can't you wait until class is over? Know how to follow organizational discipline? Looking at your positive energy towards the fifth class, I thought you thought that our third class temple was small and couldn't fit your big Buddha. The more Zhang Jianguo thought about it, the more angry he became, and he immediately put up the shelf of the head teacher, thinking that this kid was just a poor academic performance, and now it seems that he is definitely a troublemaker.

"Teacher Zhang, I was wrong, I promise not to take it as an example, this time it is mainly those friends who haven't seen me for a long time, and I am a little excited." Lin Fan knows that dealing with teachers is the same as dealing with beautiful women, no matter what happens, admit your mistakes first, then talk about reasoning, pretend to be sincere, and show determination, this is the only way.

Zhang Jianguo felt that he had hit the cotton wall all of a sudden, neither did he enter nor retreat, and then thought that the morning self-study was about to end, so he shook his head secretly, "Okay, you can go in." ”

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Qin Rao sat quietly in the fifth row of the three groups, in the classroom that was more spacious and bright than the original, the familiar position could make her not so cramped and uneasy in the new environment, her outstanding appearance and tall figure made her be pushed to the forefront on the first day of reporting, inquiring about the origin, ready to move, countless eyes were projected, even if she was used to this kind of heat as early as the seventh middle school, but those eyes in the first middle school seemed to come more violently and more explicitly.

Although she was familiar with the chubby boy in the back row who was smiling at herself, Qin Rao still chose to take the initiative to ignore him, because his existence reminded her of a person, and that person once left something in her heart at dusk in the middle of summer in July, by the foggy mountain lake where the breeze blew, like the teardrops that the Zixia Fairy once left in the heart of the Supreme Treasure, it takes five hundred years to understand and comprehend.

However, Qin Rao doesn't have the heart of the Supreme Treasure that is very ugly and gentle but never lies, and no one can tell her what that means, so she can only measure and experience it with the maturity unique to her age.

Outside the window are the mottled and shaking shadows of the trees and the smell of autumn, and in the window are the heart-pounding girls and the memories of summer.

Qin Rao, who doesn't have a moonlight treasure box, understands that life may be like this, there are regrets to embrace beauty, time is the best poison and the best antidote, but if she can do it all over again, she hopes that when she looks at each other, she can take another look, and that goodbye, she can work harder.

It's a pity that there is no if in life, and that person will eventually shine like a meteor in the night sky along with the old bus that he has sat in, and then pass away.

The breeze blew in suddenly, and then there was a clear sound of footsteps, clouds that blocked the sun, and quietly passed, and the morning light suddenly projected in, jumping and flickering in the bright classroom, and a figure slowly walked in, and the bright light on his body was a little dazzling for a while.

"This is a new classmate, Lin Fan, you can introduce yourself." Zhang Jianguo adjusted his mood and followed Lin Fan in.

"Hello everyone, my name is Lin Fan, Shuangmulin, ordinary Fan, it's a pleasure to meet you." Short but powerful.

Bang, the pen in Qin Rao's hand fell, and in the quiet breeze at this moment, it was magnified layer by layer, the scene in front of him seemed familiar, the same sentence three years ago, why does it sound so different now.

Although she tried her best to suppress her surprise, her watery eyes still betrayed the waves in her heart, and in front of her was a bright figure hit by the sun, but in her mind it was like a movie The reappearance of yesterday, the book he borrowed, the song he sang, the words she spoke, the story that only she knew, and the No. 9 bus that she could never catch up with.

"There's a seat in the last row, go sit there." Zhang Jianguo raised his finger and pointed with a little helplessness on his face.

Lin Fan nodded, and then walked to the back row, there was a cool wind blowing outside the window on the left, and there were clear water eyes reflecting himself on the right, one step, two steps, three steps, he squatted down lightly, picked up the pen, and the sun jumped on his smiling face: "Hi, your Yida." ”

Qin Rao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, that smile was like a grassland where the winter snow had just dissipated.

"Thank you." took the pen handed over by Lin Fan, and the slightly hot touch of his fingertips suddenly felt like an electric shock.

Before Lin Fan could sit down, he found that a fat man in front of him was frowning at him, not Chen Yifei and who else.

"Lin Fan is, yes, as soon as he came, he openly flirted with the school girl, I haven't seen Qin Rao laugh in the past few days." Just as he was about to ask Chen Yifei why he was also in the third class, the handsome guy at the same table suddenly put on his shoulder, "Get to know me, my name is Mo Feng, you can call me Brother Feng." ”

"Mo Feng?" Lin Fan immediately looked over, and then looked at the full set of ancient dragon novels on the side of the desk, and a sense of déjà vu of a martial arts master came to him, "Fortunately, I will be lucky." ”