As the ringing bell ended, I finally ended my tense and happy junior high school career, and after stepping out of the examination room, I felt so happy and relaxed, as if everything was so easy-going and happy. I walked home happily and waited for the results of the high school entrance examination.

A few days later, I finally saw my results, but they were not too ideal, and I was 6 points off the standard of freshmen from our best high school here. I remember that afternoon, I couldn't stop crying at home, but what was the use of that, since junior high school was playing, there should be an expectation of not doing well in the exam. However, I was lucky that I had the best parents in the world for me, they didn't say anything about me, they just silently raised money for me, and finally let me go to the best high school in the local area.

It's a pity that I was young and frivolous at that time, thinking that as long as I worked hard, I could be admitted to a similar university, so that my parents' money would not be wasted. However, this was not the case. I remember my high school teacher once told me that high school is not as simple as I thought, especially under the system of exam-oriented education, what high school needs is your tenacity and perseverance, not your talent. Here, even a person of the highest intelligence cannot stand above everyone without hard work. In the same way, no matter how stupid a person is, as long as he listens hard and actively asks the teacher for advice, I believe that even if he will not be very good, he will never be bad.

It didn't take long for my high school career to begin. On the first day of school, I was full of curiosity, as if a newborn toddler was looking around at this unknown world. Here, there are excellent classes and regular classes. I was lucky enough to be assigned to Class 423 in the regular class. As for why it is said to be lucky, I will explain it slowly later.

I remember the afternoon when I entered the class, it was gloomy, but the light and atmosphere emanating from the classroom made me feel very good. After entering the classroom, I thought I had arrived early, but I found that the whole classroom was already full, and there was only one corner left, so I had no choice but to sit silently in the corner. However, after sitting down, due to the freshness of entering high school and the fact that there was a table mate next to me, I began to fantasize about the same table. After a long time, the same table finally appeared at the door of the classroom, he was thin, but tall, although his eyes were a little small, but they exuded a curious light, he walked, his mouth smiled, he showed two large front teeth, and his two feet walked extremely asymmetrically, and later he found that he could always walk at a standard 90-degree angle with his feet. He was one of my best friends in the three years of high school, Ding Chen.

With the arrival of the personnel, the bell consciously rang at this time, and everyone was still chattering non-stop, and Ding Chen and I also began to communicate in the back. However, it didn't take long for our homeroom teacher to come in! Maybe everyone is trying to leave a good impression, at the moment when the old class came in, everyone seemed to have eaten the paste, and instantly quieted down, and they all looked carefully at the old class that will accompany us for three years. The old class looks chubby, his eyes are extremely kind, but his hair is a little thin, perhaps because he is too his students. As soon as the teacher stepped onto the podium, he began the necessary process of admission - introducing himself. Of course, as our homeroom teacher, we have to lead by example, so he introduced himself first. "My name is Mingbo, and I hope that in the time I take you, you can learn happily, and at the same time, I also hope to become friends with you. Don't look at me fat, no matter how fat I am, I'm your teacher.

With his simple words, our relationship with him instantly became a big step closer, and it also laid the foundation for our seven-day military training to get along happily. Next, it's time for us to introduce, although there are a lot of people, but the time for the introduction doesn't match the number of people at all. It seems to be because we are all new people to meet, and everyone is squirming and extremely shy. However, during the introduction, I also found a few former friends, there is a junior high school classmate, her name is Li Yiran, she has very dark skin, but she has big and shining eyes, long braids, and a very small voice, just like a girl to be married, shy; There are also two kindergarten classmates, one named Zhang Fan and the other named Niu Cheng. Zhang Fan is still relatively familiar, because we were next door in elementary school, and we often interacted with each other in junior high school, so when we saw Zhang Fan, we recognized him at a glance. And Niu Cheng has not seen him for 8 years, so he can only feel familiar at first, but he is not sure if it is the Niu Cheng I knew in kindergarten.

None of this affects anything, after all, we are going to spend three years together, whether we know each other or not, we will always be familiar with it after three years, I can only say that there is an acquaintance, and it is still very good in the early stage of school. After introducing ourselves, our old class exchanged a few words with us and hurried out of the classroom. We had our own party again, and the classroom was bustling with activity. Only then did I remember that when the new students entered the school, they would also participate in seven days of military training, and each class would have an instructor. So he talked to Ding Chen about the appearance of the instructor again. We didn't talk about it for long, the bell rang, and finally, after the first self-study, Ding Chen and I walked around the campus together, look at this, look at that, everything on this new campus feels very beautiful, however, the end of class is always short, and soon, the class bell rang, and we had to obediently return to the classroom.

Not long after we sat down, we saw a man in a green military uniform enter our classroom. In my eyes, a soldier should be a fierce man with a pimple of flesh, but the one I saw today is extremely thin, and it doesn't feel so strong, but his standing posture makes me feel that he is inexplicably strong, maybe this is a soldier. His eyes were full of essence, and though they were small, they were as bright as stars in the night. His voice is extremely powerful, whether it is arranging things or ordering people, it is so powerful, for people like me who have just entered high school, this is simply a naked scare. Every time I wander my mind a little, I will always be forcibly shocked back by his voice, thinking about the need to stay with this person for seven days, I can't describe my own state of mind except speechless. There is no way, since you are here, you should obey all the orders, so you have to endure it silently. Soon, the self-study was over, and I finally returned home from school. When I got home, I was full of excitement and said to my parents that I would definitely work hard, maybe I said these words because of the heat in my heart, but I was relieved to see that my parents could be a little happier, and I didn't care much about these.