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She put me in the middle third row, and then asked everyone in the vertical row to move backwards. It was a big blow up, and the girls were complaining, and my arrival made them suddenly change tables and move back in a row, which was an absolutely amazing arrangement for them. To my surprise, my table mate turned out to be a beautiful woman. I've completely seen that there are 6 boys in the class, not counting me, plus 7 of me, and these 6 boys are all sitting in the back, or 2 boys sitting at the same table. I'm used to beautiful women, they always show up with me, that's fate. The beautiful woman's tablemate didn't greet me, and of course I wouldn't take the initiative to speak, I wanted to keep a low profile. As soon as I sat down and packed my things, I showed my old and new pair, and I had a habit of turning my pen. Keep turning, she has been memorizing words for self-study for a long time, and the pen in her hand has not stopped, turning non-stop, all kinds of tricks. I decided to give her a nickname, and she was called the pen girl. I glanced at the name on the pen girl's book again, it was X Ting, so I called her from now on: Zhu Bi Ting. When I'm angry, I call her 13 Ting. In the first algebra class, I felt like I couldn't keep up with the progress, and it was only a little over two weeks, but I didn't quite understand what the teacher was talking about. This has a lot to do with changing teachers. After class, no one in the class came to talk to me, there were two girls who were in junior high school with me, of course we didn't know each other, I just recognized their faces.

It's normal for girls not to talk to me, and the 6 boys in the class don't come to talk to me, which makes me a little unacceptable, won't it be more frustrated than Liu Million and Liu Cheng? Forget it, anyway, I don't plan to mess around in this school, and it doesn't matter much to me whether you are frustrated or not, and I feel at ease when I think about it. This morning, I was dumb, I didn't say a word, and since it was the first day of my life, I didn't participate in the running exercises, so I stayed quietly in the classroom. After class, there are not many people talking in the class, which is completely different from our high school, there is no talking in the corridor, and there are students on duty standing guard. It should be the same as in my junior high school, and there will be points for talking in the hallway. However, I heard Han Xiaoxue say that her school is actually quite chaotic, especially in junior high school, where there are a lot of fights every day, which is no worse than our junior high school. But from what I've been observing all morning, I don't feel the slightest smell of gangsters in this school. Han Xiaoxue shouldn't have known that I had transferred to another school, and if I met in the future, I don't know what it would be like. At noon, some of us bring rice, some order a boxed lunch, and some go home to eat and eat out. I said that I could only buy and eat outside, and it seemed that Zhuan Biting was eating in the classroom and saw that she didn't move. I put on my coat, got out of the classroom, and went downstairs. There is talk in the hallway, but there are very few, and the atmosphere of our school is completely different. I remember when I was in elementary school, I had to be deducted points for crossing 2 flights of stairs, which was the most impressive way for me to deduct points.

Out of the school gate, I saw the second-year junior high school girl with a rainbow head that I met when I came to pick up Han Xiaoxue from school last time. Dye girl, dressed very fashionably, is definitely a representative figure of our post-8o non-mainstream. Dye Mei probably forgot about me, although we only have one side, but her colorful head is very impressive to me. Because Han Xiaoxue also mentioned it, as long as I am about Han Xiaoxue, I can remember it very clearly. Dye Mei and a bunch of gangsters stood at the school gate, a bit of the style of the 7 sisters back then, but the eye-piercing Cheng dù was definitely higher than the 7 sisters. With her color, she will be dazzling wherever she goes. I stood not far from them and watched the dyeing girl all the time, and now the dyed girl has not seen her for half a year, and it has become more beautiful. Although I am only in the second year of junior high school, I am more attracted to it than those senior sisters. I didn't know the restaurants around the school, so I didn't plan to eat it, so I bought a bread and a sports weekly newspaper, and read it in front of the newsstand in front of the school. At that time, there were only weekly sports newspapers on Week 1 and Week 5, and later it seems that I only had a Wednesday edition when I was in my third year of high school. Actually, I rarely read newspapers, but Sports Weekly is an exception, because reading Sports Weekly, I fell in love with Arsenal, I fell in love with Henry, and when Maddie was in Magic at the time, I liked Maddie, and of course it was the half-page NBA basketball column of Guò Sports Weekly. After eating the bread, I took the newspaper and went back to the classroom, because it was still too cold outside, and the reason why I didn't go back to the classroom to eat was because it was too embarrassing.

Back in the classroom, the class was singing, and many students were still eating. Zhuan Biting was eating with a female classmate in my seat, and they were a little surprised to see me come back so quickly. But they didn't talk to me, so I took the newspaper and sat down casually. I saw a few male classmates sitting together eating and chatting, and they still didn't seem to plan to greet me. I didn't pay much attention to it, but the song that impressed me the most at noon that day, and every time I heard it, I could remember the picture of my first transfer to this school. This song is Lin Yilian's "At Least There's You", and the girls in the class seem to love listening to this song very much, and it keeps looping at noon. Every time it is **, everyone will hum two sentences along with it. In the afternoon, I was sleepy again, and I looked up and saw that several of my classmates were sleeping. Damn, who said that the average high school didn't sleep in class, I felt more than my previous classes. Everyone put a lot of books on the desks, and then used those old-fashioned bookshelves to clip them up, so that most of the teacher's view was basically blocked at once. Unfortunately, I didn't have that kind of bookshelf, so I decided to buy one after school. In the future, it will be very convenient to read the newspaper or sleep, and it can also be used for cheating in small exams.

The first time I spoke to Zhuan Bi Ting, it was also because of this bookshelf. During class, the teacher was lecturing in front, and I opened my mouth and asked Zhuan Biting: Do you sell this bookshelf around our school, how much is it? Zhuan Bi Ting didn't even turn his head to look at me and said, "I don't know." I was a little blind, she didn't have the right tone, a little annoying me. I was a little angry, I just wanted to say something, but on second thought, forget it and keep a low profile. At this time, Zhuan Biting added another sentence: My mother bought it for me. I sighed, thinking to myself, can't you just say it all at once? I didn't say a word more throughout the afternoon, probably the least I've talked since I started junior high school. But I think it's ridiculous, I have a feeling of looking down on them, and they mean everyone in this school. My idea is still very naïve, because I think I've mixed up, and I'm just pretending to be very low-key now. They have a bit of a feeling that they don't know Taishan, this feeling is actually my sense of gap, thinking that a transfer student will make everyone feel very sensational, at least the only alternative school uniform in the whole school, and as a result, all of them have no response. At the end of school, I rushed out of the classroom as quickly as possible and came to the school gate, I had planned, I wanted to see Han Xiaoxue and her object. Of course, she can't be seen, and there are still a lot of gangsters at the school gate. I stood at the school gate and looked at the gangsters, and when I was about to make eye contact with them, I avoided their eyes, and now I wanted to keep a low profile.

Before Han Xiaoxue could wait for me, there was a fight at the school gate. It was a lively scene, and I had been watching the thugs just now, because I already felt that there was going to be war. Looking at the school uniform, one of them was in the third year of junior high school, because everyone was basically wearing coats at that time, and it was not easy to distinguish between the school uniforms and pants. It's very interesting for the two groups of people to fight, the few people who take the lead are fighting, and the people who follow behind are watching the excitement, not watching the excitement, or belonging to me fighting, Liu Cheng and Liu Million are worried about me in the back. Let me briefly analyze it, it should be the third year of junior high school in the school, they have a civil war, one group is looking for someone outside, and the other group is not looking for someone outside. I look down on them a little bit, I don't feel too fierce, but it's very intense, the more the battlefield fights, the farther away from the school gate, do I go to see the excitement, or continue to stay and wait for Han Xiaoxue. I hesitated for a moment and decided to stay. This school is outside the residential area, and there are some people at home who stick their heads out of the window to watch the excitement. I really wanted to go over and see it, but for the sake of Han Xiaoxue, I endured it. After a while, I saw Han Xiaoxue walking out with a boy from a long distance. This man is much more handsome than me, and taller than me, as the saying goes, the face has a heart, from his face, my first feeling, this person is very proud. But what makes me glad is that they didn't hold hands, and of course how many student couples dare to hold hands in school. This is not our boarding high school, this is a regular high school.