After lunch, it was still early, Ye Jinglan and He Jiamei were together, planning to go back to the dormitory to take a rest, and wait for half past one to get the books in the classroom and copy the class schedule.

"This school is so good, it's comfortable to look at, but I begged my parents for a whole year before I was allowed to come, what a happiness!" He Jiamei has a straightforward personality, and she can't hide her words, so she sold herself clean after a while.

But Ye Jinglan is not good at taking the initiative to talk about her own affairs, she answers when He Jiamei asks, and at the same time it is related to her careful character, she doesn't want to have a deep friendship before she thoroughly understands the other party's character.

"By the way, in the afternoon, I asked you to fill in the elective courses, have you thought about what to study? Let's report whether it's good or not, and we can usually have a companion. I don't know if it's because I'm too excited, He Jiamei's mouth just can't stop wanting to speak.

"Well, I want to choose the art class, but I haven't decided which one to choose, what about you?"

Sports and language classes were directly excluded by Ye Jinglan, she didn't plan to choose an instrument in the art class, after all, she learned the guitar herself, and there are special piano lessons in the future, she just needs to practice these two, as for painting, she has a certain foundation, but her talent and interest are average, she can't appreciate opera, as for dance, she has no basic skills, and she can't keep up with the rhythm of others, she has passed the age of her lower waist, and the only thing left is calligraphy and vocal music.

"Vocal music, singing is good, I like to sing." After listening to Ye Jinglan's analysis, He Jiamei decisively chose the one she felt was the most worry-free and trouble-free, calligraphy she was forced to learn by her family in elementary school, and she really didn't want to continue to high school.

"Well, let's make a vocal music." Ye Jinglan thought about it and felt that vocal music was better, after all, her first goal now was to be a singer-songwriter, and singing was also a very important part.

In the afternoon, under the arrangement of the class teacher, everyone introduced themselves, received the books, copied the class schedule, and then submitted the list of elective courses, and there was nothing else to do.

As soon as she entered the class, Ye Jinglan looked for a familiar figure, but after not finding it, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in her heart that it seemed that they were not in the same class, so it was okay.

However, Lin Shuche can be regarded as appearing in front of the whole school, someone has already inquired about his class and information, and the gossip has not stopped as soon as the teacher leaves, most of the boys talk about Luo Xiaoqian and sports facilities, and most of the girls talk about Lin Shuche and the food in the canteen.

"Who is Ye Jinglan, someone is looking for it."

At this moment, a boy sitting at the door shouted, although everyone introduced themselves just now, Ye Jinglan's appearance is not outstanding, so she is not remembered by a few people, at least the one at the door is not remembered.

However, his voice was really unbearably concerned, and all of a sudden, the chaotic classroom quieted down, either looking at the door, or looking for Ye Jinglan's figure.

"Wow, isn't this Lin Shuche, the one who spoke in the morning!" A girl sitting in the front row immediately recognized the person standing in the doorway, and at the same time cried out in disbelief.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the classroom, but the attention did not decrease, and Ye Jinglan got up and walked to the door in this embarrassing and helpless situation.

She was just glad that they were not in the same class, but someone came to her, is she happy and sad?

But fortunately, Ye Jinglan didn't plan to spend the past three years too low-key, so she was only embarrassed for a while, and then returned to her calm and calm appearance.

"You're done handing out the book, right? Let's go, I'll help you get it back. Lin Shuche still continued his cold appearance in junior high school, but he had a little more tenderness in front of the girl he liked.

"Well, okay, you wait for me." Ye Jinglan actually wanted to go back to the dormitory for a long time, but He Jiamei said that she wanted to communicate more with her classmates, so she waited and didn't leave.

Because they are all new classmates, everyone also wants to communicate more, so there are really few who leave directly, even if the teacher has already said that they can disperse.

"Xiaolan, do you know each other?" When He Jiamei saw her coming back, she couldn't help but ask curiously and excitedly.

"Well, a former junior high school classmate. I'll go back to the dorm first, and we'll see you later. Ye Jinglan explained, and left the classroom with the new book on her back, as for what her classmates said after she left, how to pass it on was not something she could control.

After the two of them walked far away from the classroom, Lin Shuche asked softly, "Didn't you think I would come too?" ”

"Why, you're a good fit here." Ye Jinglan shook her head and chuckled, in fact, in her heart, Lin Shuche was still very good, and in addition to the first year's study fee for him here, in the remaining two years, he would be able to get a scholarship enough, and even have a surplus of blessings, which was also very suitable according to the price.

And there are always some people who shine on them, Lin Shuche is such a person, it is difficult to ignore standing in the crowd, such a school is more conducive to his personal characteristics.

"Is it because of Aunt Zhang's illness that you haven't made up your mind about which high school to go to?" Lin Shuche went back that day and thought about it seriously, coupled with his father's explanation, he didn't blame Ye Jinglan anymore, after all, anyone who encounters that kind of thing will be upset, and it is difficult to estimate other things, and he didn't leave a contact number for her after he moved, and he didn't care about her mother after she came back, plus his mother's matter.

In general, Lin Shuche regretted his performance and tone of speech in the hotel that day, and after finding various reasons for Ye Jinglan, he chased after him here to make peace.

"Well, part of the reason is it!" Since the other party has found a good reason for herself, Ye Jinglan doesn't need to explain anything, and she doesn't want to go to the same school with him.

The time when they went back was during the recess of the second and third years of high school, so many students in the corridor and the playground passed by them, and Lin Shuche was not good at talking about some sensitive topics, so he only asked about Ye's mother's illness.

The two of them asked and answered, but they didn't notice that several eyes were looking at them.

"Big brother, what are you looking at? Do you know that pair of juniors? One of them asked the person next to him curiously.

"It's really a narrow road." The person who was asked, with a gloomy expression, replied word by word.

"Wow, it's the enemy? Which is it? That little white face? Hehe, I've been bored for a long time anyway, do you want us to shoot at night. The other seemed to be completely accustomed to this kind of cold air, and answered with some excitement after hearing it.

"You don't have to worry about it." The man who was braving the cold shook off the other man's hand on his shoulder and turned to leave.

"Huh? Could it be the girl? The boy who was thrown off his hand was not angry, but screamed as if he had discovered a big secret.

If Ye Jinglan and Lin Shuche had turned back just now, they would definitely see three tall boys standing there looking at them with different expressions, and most of the students kept a certain distance from them.