"Mr. Li, this is the nephew you often mention?" A young female teacher next to her asked curiously.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao! Yang Jibin, call Teacher Xiao, she is the English teacher in your class! After Li Wenning briefly introduced the other party, he took Yang Jibin to get the new book first.

"Isn't it, uncle, are you going to give me all the books for three years at once? I can carry it, where do I put it? Yang Jibin followed Li Wenning to the school warehouse, and was dumbfounded when he saw a large number of new books.

Yang Jibin didn't expect that his uncle would save his books every semester. I saw seven main courses: language, mathematics, foreign history, geography, politics, plus music, art, and various workbooks, which were piled up like a hill.

To move this hill all at once is too swinging!

"And what do you want? These are all courses to be learned in junior high school, and they can be used for graduation exams! Li Wenning also has a headache, and it is a bit unscientific to ask him to finish eating in a month after three years of meals.

"Just master the seven main subjects in the third year of junior high school, and throw the rest away." After Yang Jibin finished speaking, he put a few textbooks into his schoolbag, and he didn't bother to read the rest.

"All these brand new books, just throw them away? It's really a loser, it's all your family spent money. Li Wenning felt distressed for a while, thinking that when he was studying by himself, he was so precious that he couldn't even fold the pages.

"Uncle, if you are reluctant to throw it away, I will give it to you. It just so happened that the bell rang at the end of class, so I went to the classroom to take a look and find a place first. Yang Jibin walked quickly out of the gate with his schoolbag on his back and ran towards the teaching building.

At this time, the students all went out to breathe, and there were few people in the classroom.

As soon as Yang Jibin entered the classroom door, the first thing he saw was Huang Yuelian sitting in the second row.

I saw that she was becoming more and more innocent and lovely. On the delicate face, the cherry mouth is red without dotting, delicate and beautiful, and the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently brushed with the wind, adding a bit of seductive style.

And the eyes that rotate flexibly turn wisely, a little naughty. A little naughty, wearing a light green long skirt, with a waist not full of hand, giving people an indescribable ethereal lightness.

Yang Jibin met Huang Yue's surprised eyes, walked over, and waved his hand: "Hey, I'm back!" ”

"I see, my dad told me about it yesterday when he came home. How come it is three years as soon as you go out? While Huang Yuelian was overjoyed, she seemed very reserved. Try to suppress your emotions.

"Well, it's been a long time, but it's just that the plan hasn't changed quickly! How have you been in the past few years? Yang Jibin chatted with Huang Yuelian as if no one else.

"What grade are you in? How did you get to our class? A sturdy boy came over with an unkind face.

"I, a student in the junior high school class, came to school today. Why don't you welcome me? Yang Jibin could easily see the hostility in his eyes. Naturally, I won't be polite to him.

"What are you kidding, you said that you are in the first class of high school, I can still believe it! Please get out. Students from outside the class are not welcome in our class! The boy's shoes really couldn't stand Yang Jibin's arrogant attitude, not to mention that he dared to pry the corner of the wall, and stretched out his hand impatiently, wanting to push Yang Jibin out.

"Boss, is it really you? Wow, I haven't looked so handsome in three years. "When you're pushing. Wang Jiayan walked into the classroom, saw Yang Jibin at a glance, and shouted in disbelief.

"Wang Jiayan, you Y, it's been three years. Or hasn't it changed at all? ”

"Ah, Boss! We're missing you, you're finally back. Woo woo...... "Wang Jiayan cried excitedly.

"Silly boy, I miss you too. What about the others? Yang Jibin was also very moved, or the friends were really emotional.

"Wang Jiayan, do you know this kid, mixed with society? Your boss? No wonder you're a hooligan, you only fight and kill all day long! What are you doing here, get out of here, this is the school. The boy glanced at Yang Jibin with disdain and continued to push.

"Yuan Biao, what are you doing? Dare to retreat from our boss, you are looking for death! Dong Xiaobing, where are you dead, you haven't come to the classroom yet, our boss is back. After Wang Jiayan grabbed Yuan Biao, he shouted loudly outside.

"What, the boss is back in school?" There were exclamations in the corridor, and after a crackling sound of footsteps, Han Hongbo, Yang Hai, and Dong Xiaobing ran in in response.

As soon as they saw Yang Jibin, their eyes were red, and they pounced excitedly, and several big boys, hugging Yang Jibin, cried in a loud voice.

This strange phenomenon immediately attracted strong onlookers, not only did the students of the first class return to the classroom, but even many students from the next few classes came to join in the fun.

More and more elementary school students poured into the first class, and the shouts of "old class leader" and "boss" kept ringing out, and the entire third grade of junior high school was chaotic. Even the bell rang to stop the chaos.

"He won't be Yang Jibin, who won the first place in the county, right?" Yuan Biao and other classmates gradually came back to their senses, although this Yang Jibin had not come to school since the first day of junior high school, his prestige was heard and detailed by the entire grade.

This scene is extremely warm, excited, and noisy, it is simply a drama of the return of the king! Even if it's the king of children, that's the king!

It was not until the head teachers of each class came to pull people in, and under the coercion and temptation, the students of the original 61 class reluctantly left and returned to their respective classrooms.

Yang Jibin's first class was an English class, and the English teacher who took the class was Xiao Yaqi, who had a relationship with him.

Xiao Yaqi finally settled down in the classroom order, and after this toss, she became more curious about Yang Jibin.

For this English teacher, Yang Jibin does not have her in his memory, presumably caused by his little butterfly wings. Of course, she wasn't his focus, and if it weren't for the goddess along the way, maybe he wouldn't have read a book for a day.

"Boss, come with me and sit next to me. Hehe, I've been alone in the empty room for three years! Wang Jiayan happily pulled Yang Jibin to the last row.

After entering junior high school, the teaching conditions have been greatly improved. Brand new single table, the stand is an iron frame with green paint and the panel is flat solid wood. Each set of tables and chairs is numbered, but this set of chairs requires parents to give a deposit of 100 yuan, and a certain percentage will be returned according to the damage at the time of graduation.

"Count you some, heavy reward! After class, you inform our students in Class 61 that I have a treat tonight. The big guys have a good get-together and have a good meal! Yang Jibin pulled out the bench, put the schoolbag on the desk, and listened carefully. (To be continued.) )