Han Ziye and Shang Lu rushed all the way to the classroom, standing at the door of the classroom and panting and shouting, "Report!" ”

The middle-aged man in the suit on the podium glanced at the two of them and said, "Come in." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The two men walked into the classroom and sat down in their seats, so that they could take a look around.

"It turns out that we are not the latest to come, you see that there are still a lot of empty seats in the classroom, and there is no one in the first three rows at all." Shang Lu glanced around the seats in the class and said to Han Ziye.

After a while, several more people came in the classroom. The head teacher counted the number of people on the podium to make sure everyone was there, then cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Students, let me introduce myself first, my name is Shi Cianming," said the head teacher, took a piece of chalk and turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard: "Everyone can call me Teacher Shi in the future, and I will be the head teacher of your high school music class in the future......

"Stone Cassia Ming? Is this the real name? Did he just listen to my Lun's "Compendium of Materia Medica"? The boy sitting behind Han Ziye couldn't help but complain.

Han Ziye has been listening to Jay Chou's songs since junior high school, and has always liked Jay Chou. At this time, I heard someone mention "Jay Chou" and his new song, and I couldn't help but turn around and look at this boy.

Seeing that someone was looking at him, the boy grinned and smiled at the girl in front of him, "hehe", which was a greeting.

The head teacher looks like he is in his thirties. Before the start of school, Han Ziye heard his father say that the head teacher is a very talented person and plays the piano very well. However, according to most people's law of "talent is inversely proportional to appearance", it can be inferred that Shi Cassia Ming's appearance is far less outstanding than his talent. And when he saw the head teacher with his own eyes, Han Ziye was also more sure of the accuracy of this "law" summed up by someone who didn't know who summed it up. At this moment, the head teacher is talking endlessly about class rules and discipline on the podium, which is nothing more than some cliché. This kind of class will be the most boring. Han Ziye stretched out one ear to listen to the head teacher's speech, and absentmindedly turned the ballpoint pen in his hand. Shang Lu on the side was still studying her watch. When she set the time, she noticed that the hands were not moving again, so she picked up the strap and shook the watch a few times.

The class teacher's speech finally ended. He left a task for his classmates to discuss freely to increase understanding among his classmates and walked out of the classroom.

The students in the music class have always been the most active of all the classes. As soon as the head teacher left, the classroom became lively. The male classmate sitting behind Han Ziye took out a set of CDs from his desk and showed off with his tablemate: "Jay Chou's new album, "Still Fantesi", is absolutely genuine and shipped from Taiwan. I ordered it a month ago and only received it yesterday. ”

Before his table mate showed an envious expression, Han Ziye's attention had already been attracted, and for her, as long as she heard a little bit of information about Jay Chou, she couldn't help but want to step forward.

Han Ziye turned his head and said to the boy in the back seat, "Can I take a look at your album?" ”

The boy hesitated for a moment, and then handed the album in his hand to Han Ziye.

Seeing that Han Ziye couldn't put it down, the boy asked, "Do you like Jay Chou too?" ”

"Well, I have all of his albums, and I bought this one, but I bought a tape, not a CD."

The boy said in amazement: "Oh, fellow travelers." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and shook Han Ziye's hand.

"What's your name?" The boy asked again.

"My name is Han Ziye, what about you?" Han Ziye returned the album to the boy in front of him.

"You're Han Ziye? Did I hear me right? ”

Han Ziye was confused: "What? Do you know me? ”

"Of course, in our class, no, in our grade, who doesn't know Han Ziye. My name is Huang Lingyou," he said, picking up the notebook on the table and revealing his name on the cover: "It's these three words, and I will ask the great god for more advice in the future." ”

Hearing the name "Han Ziye", Huang Lingyou, who was obviously not interested in Jay Chou's new album just now, came over to the table, he moved his chair forward, and the wooden chair rubbed against the floor and made a squeaky sound: "Are you Han Ziye?" Hello, my name is Jingmo, and we will be classmates in the same class in the future, and I would like to ask Xueba for more advice. ”

Remembering what Shang Lu said when she came to report to school in the morning, Han Ziye also understood why the two boys in front of her reacted this way, she smiled at the two of them and said, "You're welcome, we'll help each other in the future." And he turned away.

Shang Lu held her watch in his hand, glanced at the two classmates behind him, and smiled at Han Ziye: "I'll just say that you are 'red', you still don't believe it." ”

Han Ziye smiled noncommittally. She looked at the watch in Shang Lu's hand, thought it should be broken, and asked, "What's wrong?" Let me see. ”

"It was fine just now, I don't know why, and now I suddenly don't leave, is it broken?"

Han Ziye took the watch and looked at it, and said, "It's okay, just knock twice, it's a Korean drama that I'll watch with you during the summer vacation, and I don't have exercise after staying for a long time, so I have to let it exercise." As he spoke, he grabbed the strap of his watch and began to knock it on the desk.

After knocking a few times, Han Ziye picked up the watch again and found that the watch hands were still stationary. Shang Lu saw that Han Ziye's action of repairing the watch was too violent, and hurriedly said: "Forget it, don't want it if it's broken, I'll just buy a new one." ”

Han Ziye insisted: "I'll try again, maybe it'll be repaired with two more knocks." As he spoke, he took his watch and slammed it towards his desk.

Huang Lingyou opened the CD box, took out a disc from it and held it in his hand. He glanced at his table mate and found that he really didn't have much interest in Jay Chou, so he said to the girl in front of him, "Han Ziye, do you want to listen to it?" Then the other hand took out the CD player from the desk and prepared to put the disc in his hand.

Han Ziye promised: "Okay, wait a minute." After she knocked the watch on the desk a few times in a row, the strap of the watch gradually loosened. She didn't notice it, and was still repeating the movements in her hands. After a while, the watch detached from the strap, and quickly flew behind it with the movement of Han Ziye's hand, crossing an arc in the air, and finally hitting the disc in Huang Lingyou's hand impartially. Only a "click" was heard, and the disc in Huang Lingyou's hand was hit by a sudden unknown object, and then broke in half from the middle.

The whole world fell silent.

Han Ziye turned around and looked at Huang Lingyou's stunned expression and the CD on the desk that was broken in half, only to realize that he was in trouble.

She looked at the only remaining watch strap in her hand and said, "Hey, where's the watch?" Then he picked up his watch on Huang Lingyou's desk: "So it's here." Then ignoring Huang Lingyou's dumbfounded expression, he quickly turned around.

Huang Lingyou cried and shouted angrily with a sad face: "Han Ziye! ”

The girl hurriedly stood up, turned around, and faced Huang Lingyou: "Here!" ”

Hearing Huang Lingyou's shout, the whole class turned their heads to see what the legendary classmate Han Ziye looked like. All of a sudden, the classroom was full of chatter.

"This is Han Ziye?"

"Is that Han Ziye, who took the first place in the professional exam?"

"Yes, in addition to being the first in the major, the score of the cultural class is also much higher than the score line of the cultural class."

"God, how did she do it, it's a genius."

The female classmate sitting in front of Han Ziye had already reached out to pull the corner of Han Ziye's clothes. Seeing this, Shang Lu hurriedly grabbed the female classmate's hand and smiled softly at her: "I'm sorry, classmate Han has something to do now." ”

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Huang Lingyou roared again: "You pay for my album!" ”

Han Ziye hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, and I don't know why the watch suddenly fell off, it's a mistake, a mistake." ”

The chatter began to ring out again.

"What did Han Ziye do?"

"Did you break that boy's thing?"

"No matter what you break, you can't shout so loudly, right?"

Huang Lingyou still had a sad face, but his expression looked even more sad: "I waited for a month, but I broke it for you just today!" ”

Han Ziye hurriedly nodded and apologized to the other party with a hippie smile: "I'm really sorry, why don't I buy another one for you?" ”

Although Huang Lingyou still looked unhappy, looking like an awkward child, his face had eased a lot, and his tone had dropped a lot: "Then don't I have to wait for a month?" ”