Although the sun in September is still as hot as in summer, it is less refreshing and more sultry than in the middle of summer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe air has long since lost its summer clarity and has become a little chaotic. At this time, the air can already smell the smell of autumn. The sound of cicadas also sounds a little weak, and it lacks the vitality of summer.

It was the summer of 2006.

Today is the date for the new students of Baili No. 3 Middle School to register. The entrance to the main entrance of the school was already crowded with people at this time. On the main road with the school as the dot, within a kilometer in diameter, the water has long been blocked, and the sound of car horns is endless. Even the traffic police have been dispatched to maintain traffic near the school. The traffic near Baili No. 3 Middle School has always been a headache in the city, and it is also a very important road section. Some people say that when Baili No. 3 Middle School starts school and has a holiday, it is second only to the railway station in terms of chaos. The last time there was such a fanfare near Baili No. 3 Middle School was when I took the college entrance examination three months ago.

Speaking of Baili No. 3 Middle School, different people in Baili City have different opinions. In the eyes of the vast majority of people, Baili No. 3 Middle School is the most famous key high school in the city. Every year during the graduation season, many students can be admitted to prestigious universities. Most of the parents who have children in junior high school at home regard this school as the goal of their children's three years of junior high school. Even many junior high school teachers often say things like "If you can't pass the third middle school exam, you will go home and farm" when they admonish their classmates.

In the eyes of many graduates who have come out of Baili No. 3 Middle School, this school is like a monster that eats up the precious youth of so many people for three years, and then leaves everyone with a memory that is not good or bad, but it is pure and beautiful at any time.

And for many new students, they are about to set foot in this school and study and live here for three years. In their opinion, although Baili No. 3 Middle School is unknown, but yearning.

Han Ziye sat in the back seat of the car, holding his mobile phone and chatting with his junior high school classmates on QQ. Han Yuanzhi held the steering wheel with one hand, looked at the messy road conditions in front of him, couldn't help frowning, and then honked the horn twice impatiently at the car blocked in front of him.

I finally arrived at the entrance of the school, but I was told that the car could not be driven in. Han Yuanzhi had no choice but to park the car outside, take his daughter's luggage out of the car, carry it in his hand, and walk into the school with his daughter.

"Xiaoye, I'll go through the enrollment procedures, and you can go to the list over there to see how many classes you have."

After listening to his father's words, Han Ziye walked towards the surging crowd in front of the list. It took a lot of effort to squeeze through the crowd to the front of the list before I remembered that I was taking the music class, and there was always only one music class in Baili No. 3 Middle School. Now you don't need to look at it, just wait for Dad to finish the enrollment procedures and go directly to the classroom of the music class.

Just as he was about to squeeze out of the crowd, Han Ziye suddenly found a very familiar face in the crowd. She stared at the man for a long time, finally confirmed who she was, and then cried out in surprise.

"Shang Lu!"

The girl named Shang Lu also recognized Han Ziye, and the two girls held hands excitedly and screamed.

"You were also admitted to the third middle school? What class are you in? Han Ziye asked.

"Yes, I took the music exam when I took the high school entrance examination, and I was in the music class."

"Really? What a coincidence, the two of us are in the same class! Han Ziye said in surprise.

Shang Lu was very calm, she smiled mysteriously and said, "I already knew that you were in the music class. It's not just me, who doesn't know that there is a student named Han Ziye among the current candidates. ”

After the end of the high school entrance examination, Han Ziye went to work in his father's piano shop in nearby Qinchuan City, and he usually didn't have time to pay attention to the news between his classmates, and the rumors about the summer vacation were not very clear, so he didn't know what Shang Lu said: "Why?" ”

"No, you really don't know? The results of your music major ranked first in the city, and with your high school entrance examination cultural class results, it is more than enough for you to directly abandon your major to go to the cultural class. Shang Lu spread his hands after speaking, "So, you are 'red'." Many of my classmates want to see your 'true face'. ”

Although Han Ziye knew the exam results and rankings early on, she didn't expect her results to cause such a big sensation. Thinking of this, she was a little confused, and she didn't want to continue to discuss this topic: "Don't talk about this." Didn't you study in Qinchuan? Why did you come to Baili? ”

"My hukou is here, and I still have to pay a borrowing fee to study in Qinchuan, so I might as well come back." Shang Lu pursed his lips.

met his childhood playmate, and the two were still in the same class, Han Ziye's whole person jumped up: "Speaking of which, we have always played together when we were children. It wasn't until after I went to elementary school that I went back to Baili before we separated. ”

Thinking of his childhood, Shang Lu was also very happy: "Yes, I remember that you loved singing when you were a child. ”

"You too, I remember that when you were in the second grade, you participated in the children's singing competition in Qinchuan City and won the prize, and you wrote a letter to tell me."

Speaking of when he was a child, Shang Lu couldn't help but think of the funny things Han Ziye did when he was a child: "I remember that you were very naughty when you were a child. Eh, do you remember? Once, during the Chinese New Year, you removed the small cannon from the firecracker, lit it and threw it into an empty wine bottle, and the wine bottle exploded. At that time, chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats all over the yard scattered and fled. Your grandma beat you up for this, hahaha......"

Shang Lu said this childhood anecdote, Han Ziye had no impression at all. She tried hard to remember something, but she couldn't remember anything.

Seeing that Han Ziye's expression was a little wrong, Shang Lu seemed to have thought of something. She hurriedly stopped laughing and said with guilt on her face: "I'm sorry, I just forgot, you can't remember anything before you were ten years old." ”

Han Ziye smiled at his childhood friend: "It's okay, I'm used to it for a long time." Seeing his good friend's self-reproachful expression, Han Ziye said again: "Besides, what I forgot is only those few years, and there will be better times in the future, are you right?" ”

Shang Lu smiled and nodded.

"Are you all packed?" Han Ziye asked.

"I came early, and I've already packed up."

"My dad is going through the enrollment procedures over there, I'll go see him first, and we'll meet in the classroom later."

After saying that, the two separated. After Han Yuanzhi completed the enrollment procedures, he carried his daughter's luggage to the designated dormitory, helped her pack up, and after a few words of advice, he was ready to go back.

Han Ziye took a few books to use in the classroom later, followed his father out of the dormitory building, and after sending his father to the school gate, he walked in the direction of the classroom.

Walking out of the school gate and coming to the parking place, Han Yuanzhi found that there were other cars blocking the road, and his car was stuck in it and couldn't drive out. He walked up to the car behind him and knocked on the window, trying to alert the owner to move his car.

The window slowly rolled down, and a fat face poked out, asking the people outside, "What's wrong?" ”

The person in the car window and Han Yuanzhi, who was standing outside, were obviously stunned when they saw each other.

"Why are you?" The expressions of the people in the car looked a little complicated, focusing excitement, shock, defensiveness and fear on their faces, as if they had seen an enemy they hadn't seen for a long time.

And Han Yuanzhi couldn't see any expression on his face: "Don't come to harm, old classmate." ”

"Hehe, yes, I can't see you, don't mention how comfortable my life is."

"Really? Where are you now? ”

The people in the car became proud, and glanced at Han Yuanzhi with a little contempt: "It's not a 'high achievement', that is, in the art and sports class of the third middle school, to be the director of the art and sports department." ”

"Then it won't be so comfortable in the future." Han Yuanzhi was still expressionless.

"What do you mean?" The occupants of the car asked alertly.

"It's not interesting, it's just that my daughter is going to study here from now on, and I'm going to come to see her often. So, we will meet often in the future, Huang Changshan. ”

Huang Changshan's eyes widened: "What do you want to do?" Didn't we all negotiate the previous things? Could it be that you want to regret it now? ”