Here, more than ten days seem to have passed more than ten centuries, Xiaoyu is still sad, she is unwilling to communicate with other people, and she is bored all day. It's the beginning of the Spring Festival again, and under the persuasion of her grandmother, uncle, and aunt, she has no choice but to give up the original Border City Middle School and officially enter the Blue Mountain Middle School. In the early spring, the Blue Mountains were still cold, and her thick white cotton clothes still couldn't warm her cold heart. She stopped and stared carefully at the school, which she had passed by several times when she had been in the car, the simple rococo gatehouse made of rubble, the black-painted wrought iron gate, and the bright red letters on the wall, "Advancing with the Times, Striving for Education - Cultivating Strength, Rigorous Schooling" were arranged on the left and right sides of the gatehouse, which were particularly eye-catching. This should have been written just for the beginning of school, and at this moment, Xiaoyu's brain suddenly felt a lot sour, as if she had just woken up in a panicked dream. Surrounded by stopped, hurried, immature student faces, and occasionally some middle-aged men and women, all of whom sent students to sign up. Seeing this scene, not only did she think of her parents, but her parents always volunteered to accompany her to register every time school started, but she was resolutely opposed since junior high school, pretending to prevaricate her parents on the pretext of cultivating independence, in fact, she felt that her parents were a pair of small vegetable vendors, which made her feel a little bit like she couldn't wipe her face in front of her classmates.

"Xiaoyu, hurry up, you can only be last in line for a while, wait for death" In front of him is a tall and impatient big boy, named Kang Lilong, who is Xiaoyu's cousin and the son of Xiaoyu's uncle. This time, he was responsible for taking Xiaoyu to the school to register with him, as his mother wanted.

"Hmm", she answered softly, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at a few girls on the side of the road who were chatting hotly because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and then followed her cousin's pace and left quickly.

"That's it, registration is complete," the cousin said with relief, and then excitedly waved the receipt in his hand at Xiaoyu, and snapped his fingers triumphantly. "Hey, come here, go over there," he called out to Xiaoyu, motioning for her to leave the crowd in line. "The registration fee is 415 yuan per person, my mother gave a total of 900 fast, the remaining 60 yuan, give you 10 fast, use it yourself, and the rest go back and say we bought the information book, remember?" Before Xiaoyu could react, he added another sentence, "Remember, wait for me at Yuqiao at 4 o'clock, and go home together", so he ran towards the school gate with a smoke, and turned back while running, "Go around the school and enjoy the beautiful scenery", he asked with a little apology.

Looking at the back of his cousin who quickly left, Xiao Yu glanced at the 10 yuan Mao grandfather and put it in his trouser pocket. Then she fell back to sadness, dazedness, and pain, and she walked on the gravel path of the campus, and the classmates chatting around her passed by from time to time, and some even looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, and she was completely unaware. She just felt lonely and sad by herself, alone at this moment, still carrying her black backpack, white cotton clothes and white dazzling, bare poplars withered and desolate, even the stones under her feet seemed to be in line with the situation, cold can penetrate the soles of her feet, penetrating the bottom of her heart, and there are still students passing by in twos and threes chatting, and some glance at Xiaoyu intentionally or unintentionally.

"Students, everyone's New Year's Eve is wonderful!" At 7:20 a.m. on the 17th day of the first lunar month of 2003, during the morning reading time, Mr. Zhang, the teacher of the second (1) class of Blue Mountain Middle School, greeted the students passionately, "Come, come in". Teacher Zhang greeted the teacher's door and said, "New year, new atmosphere, new members in our class, everyone applauds and welcomes", only to see a slightly lowered head, wearing a white cotton coat, a slightly taller long-haired girl, the cotton clothes are very white, and the backpack is very black. "Come, introduce yourself to everyone", the head teacher applauded and said, at this moment, Xiao Yu's heart tightened slightly, in fact, she was generally quite nervous, she almost didn't dare to look up, because even if she didn't look up, she could feel that the students of the whole teacher were watching her, of course, it was true, the fifty-five pairs of eyes in the class were all focused on her alone. She raised her head about 10 degrees leisurely.

"Good morning everyone, my name is Duan Yujiang, I just transferred to another school" She paused and added, "Yes, just transferred". Still slightly nervous, she scanned the classroom, but she didn't seem to have any particular angle of view, and finally her eyes fell on the teacher's podium.

"Alright! Which vacant seat are you going to go to in the 6th row?" the head teacher gestured to her for the vacant seat. She walked along the direction indicated by the head teacher to the aisle in the middle of the teacher, this section is at most more than ten steps, but her steps are not so brisk, it seems that the class and the class teacher's fifty-six pairs of eyes are watching her every step, even if it is a blink of an eye or the moment when the corners of the mouth twitch, everyone is watching 360 degrees without four corners, this way in the past I was very anxious but I could clearly feel that the pace was too slow to keep up with the speed of my heart, and finally she took off her schoolbag and sat down, but she still felt palpitations.

"Okay, let's start reading early, I'll go to prepare for class, all of them are conscious, don't chat", then the head teacher walked out of the classroom, he left, the atmosphere in the classroom immediately swelled, she clearly noticed that all the attention was still on her, all the classmates stared, squinted, looked back, talked about this girl in white, long black hair, small white but full of youthful beautiful face, slightly upturned mouth with a trace of stubborn sadness.

"Hey! Don't girls all have short hair? What's the matter with you, it's so long? A clear and translucent voice with a slight hoarse voice of adolescence, yes, Xiaoyu's tablemate, he is a white and youthful and energetic teenager, and he is the top student in this class and even the whole grade.

Xiaoyu turned his head leisurely, and what caught his eye was such a boy "Uh, it's longer than them" Xiaoyu looked around at the teacher for a week, and responded weakly.

"What do you say? I can't hear clearly," the tablemate raised his voice, almost cleared his throat and said loudly.

Seeing this, many eyes around her immediately burned her unscrupulously, and for a while she was speechless and silent for a long time, and a protruding head came from behind. A wave of enthusiasm "What's your name?" You introduced yourself just now, but you didn't hear it clearly."

"Duan-Yu-Jiang" faced with this sudden repetitive question, she was unhappy but pretended to respond politely, "My surname is Duan, my name is Yujiang", she immediately paused again, and the white ceiling, white walls, and white cloth appeared in her mind again, and she didn't feel sad from it. "Call me Little Fish!"

"What are you doing, I announce to everyone that Duan Yujiang is my cousin", cousin Lilong, he was in the last row, he actually stood up as he said violently, and his eyes turned to the boy just now in disgust, "Sao Peng, put away your whining little eyes, be careful that I hold you", and for a while, the whole classroom fell into an uproar again.

Reading Xiaoyu in the morning for a whole section has become everyone's talking point, but her indifferent and slightly autistic attitude makes a group of hot-blooded boys feel like hitting an iceberg. And the girls are different, in the face of this girl who is dressed in more oxygen, with a fair and beautiful face, a pure and beautiful temperament, and a slightly sad girl, the most envious and jealous thing is that she can actually violate the rules to have long black and shiny hair, and a burning gaze makes Xiaoyu's back slightly oozing cold sweat in this cold early spring. After the morning self-study, the head teacher suddenly came to the classroom during recess time and called away the boys in the back two rows, it is said that he was going to move books, and as soon as the teacher left, the girls in front of him may be inadvertent, or maybe deliberately pass by her sitting in the aisle.

In the first class, the students lined up to receive the textbook according to the requirements of the class teacher, and almost all the students got the same thing, and the first thing they did when they got the book was to sign their names like walking on the book, and Xiaoyu was no exception. But this time the mood is different, looking back on the past, she always looked indifferent and even tired of the psychology, since she was a child, although her grades are not in the last few, but she has always been in the middle and lower reaches, she doesn't even like to read, even extracurricular books, such as readers, Yilin, and even the most popular magazine for middle school students nowadays, "Boys and Girls" don't like to read. She doesn't like to do homework even more, she is afraid of daily homework, afraid of winter and summer vacation homework, anyway, it is about learning related things, almost she is naturally insulated and bored, so every time she signs a new textbook, she has an indifferent chic attitude. Now this is so heavy, she tried hard to make her name more regular, more beautiful, and even her heart was clustered, the pen became tighter and tighter, but the three words "Duan Yujiang" written were still not as beautiful and upright as expected.

"Yo ho! Look at what you wrote, it's really called a distortion, and I really suspect that your name is not" a sarcastic, mocking voice. The same table showed a smug smile on his face, "Hey, classmate, your name is really Duan Yujiang??" He pouted, but he didn't know that his action had deeply labeled him a hateful label in Xiao Yu's heart. She almost absolutely decided that the sentence just now was the most vicious word in the world, and his evil was the most hideous face in the world.

On the first day of school, every teacher in class inevitably asks "Are there any new students?" Tell us about it."

"My name is Duan Yujiang, I just transferred to another school", at the end of the day, I feel like a repeater, repeating this monotonous sentence again and again, thinking of this, Xiaoyu is helpless and a little laughing. "Repeater, yes, quite similar", she suddenly remembered that her repeater and tape, which made her unintentionally evoke many memories of the past, remember that time in order to buy this repeater, Dad bought her back behind her mother's back, but Mom nagged for a long time, as long as she remembered it, she nagged, once, she was fiddling with the repeater, Mom saw this and nagged, she accidentally pressed the wash tape re-record key, recorded the mother's nagging words, and put it to Dad and Mom, but Mom was angry with her and couldn't smile. Thinking of these, there was a hint of warmth in her heart.

In the first week of the new semester, Xiao Yu felt that the time had passed long and boring, and the most he encountered was all kinds of attention around him, including some boys' abrupt conversations. Mainly in this school, she is special, eye-catching, and bright. Especially the long black hair, white coat, and blue jeans, this is her constant outfit, and more importantly, she has bright eyes and bright teeth, and her complexion is white, unlike other students who have been exposed to the cold in the countryside for a long time, and their faces are more or less flushed with winter red. Because of this, she stands out from the crowd, but no one notices that she actually has a charming shallow dimple, probably because she hasn't laughed yet.