When he woke up in the morning, the day was just dawning, Wang Xiaotian took the alarm clock at the bedside in a daze and looked at it, it was less than half past six.

"It's still early, let's continue to sleep, ah~~" Wang Xiaotian turned over and yawned, covered his head with the quilt, and prepared to continue playing chess with Zhou Gong.

Wait a minute......

Wang Xiaotian, who closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed all of a sudden, and glanced at the alarm clock again, that's right, six twenty-six, four minutes away from half past six!

"I always feel like there's something I'm not doing?" Wang Xiaotian scratched his head, and couldn't remember what was going on for a while.

"Xiaotian, it's time to get up and go to school." At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open, and Wu Xiangjun glanced at his son who was sitting on the bed in a daze, and said urgingly.

"Going to school?"

Wang Xiaotian patted his head, and then remembered that he had forgotten something, but he was really not used to getting up so early, he used to go to work at half past eight, and he could at least sleep until eight o'clock.

It took a long time to climb out of bed, and he put on his clothes listlessly, his eyelids always felt like he was fighting, and he almost lay back on the bed and continued to sleep.

"Mom, I'm leaving." After washing his face and sobering up, Wang Xiaotian said hello to his mother and pushed his bicycle out of the house.

Wang Xiaotiannian's Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School is a key middle school in the county, there are four high schools in the county, two are in remote townships, and the other is a vocational high school.

Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School is a century-old school, the history can be traced back to the period of the Anti-Japanese War, are about to catch up with a famous university, Guo Moruo also personally mentioned the word for this middle school, and later this word was recruited and engraved into a plaque, hanging at the gate of the school.

As soon as he got out of his alley, he didn't go far, and a figure came out from behind the telephone pole, with thick lenses, and he was looking down and didn't know what he was thinking, and almost collided with Wang Xiaotian who was riding a bicycle.

"Da Ke, why don't you walk without looking at the road?" After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Wang Xiaotian screamed.

"Xiaotian, why are you?" Zhu Dake was stunned for a moment, and then noticed Wang Xiaotian.

Wang Xiaotian frowned, since he was inadvertently interjected by Zhou Qiang yesterday, this kid seems to be a little wrong, is it Sichun?

With experience, he was sure that the other party had a crush on which girl, at a young age, this kind of thing was normal, and Wang Xiaotian didn't break it.

The two walked to the school together, there was nothing to do on the road, and when talking about a classmate in the class called Qian Youcai who just bought a mobile phone yesterday, Zhu Dake said with envy: "Xiaotian, do you know the way, it's a mobile phone, one costs thousands of yuan, how do you think his family can afford it?" ”

Zhu Dake said that this person, the original name is Qian Liang, "money and wealth" is the nickname he gave himself, because the family has money, often take out some luxury goods to show off in class, that mobile phone is the one he just bought yesterday, black and white flip Ericsson, according to the market estimate is at least more than 4,000.

Wang Xiaotian pouted, the mobile phone of this era, to say that it is a phone call and message, and the shape has no sense of design at all, some do not come with charging, and they can only be used as a decoration if they buy it back with a charger.

Twenty years after entering the era of intelligence, no one wants this kind of "antique machine" when it is scrapped and purchased, and it is not even worth as much as Big Brother, after all, Big Brother has the commemorative significance of the times.

"That's a local tyrant." Wang Xiaotian said disdainfully, he really doesn't have a good impression of this 'money and wealth', he is too arrogant, and sooner or later he will be struck by lightning.

"Xiaotian, what is a local tyrant? Is it grown in the soil? Zhu Dake looked at Wang Xiaotian suspiciously.

"Uh......"

Wang Xiaotian didn't know how to explain to the other party, thought for a long time, and said with a smile: "Well, that's pretty much what it means, that's the fattest material in the dealer's field, just like a person like Qian Youcai." ”

Speaking of this, suddenly Wang Xiaotian seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said: "Dake, do you know 'apples'?" ”

Zhu Dake blinked, took out a red apple from his schoolbag, and handed it to Wang Xiaotian, "Xiaotian, are you hungry?" I have apples here, and my mother just picked them from the garden this morning, and they are still very fresh. ”

Wang Xiaotian smiled bitterly, the 'apple' he said was not this apple, and he didn't know how to tell the other party after thinking about it for a long time, so he said: "It's an iPhone, have you ever heard of it?" ”

"Love crazy? Apples are not human, how can they be crazy......" Zhu Dake took the apple in his hand and took a bite of it, looking at Wang Xiaotian suspiciously.

Glancing at the apple that was bitten off by the latter, Wang Xiaotian laughed, patted the other party's shoulder, and said, "Let's go, Dake, go to school!" ”

Qingcheng Middle School covers a large area, with a football field and basketball court, and a pond at the back of the school, which was a luxury for the middle school at that time, and later after Wang Xiaotian graduated, the school also built a gymnasium, which is only available in the middle school of the provincial capital.

There are two teaching buildings in the playground, one is a few years ago, Wang Xiaotian's classroom is in the old teaching building, and they will not move to the new building until the third year of high school.

After Wang Xiaotian and Zhu Dake entered the school with an endless stream of students, the class bell rang.

Self-study began at 6:50 and didn't end until half past seven, 135 was English, 24 was Chinese, and when he entered the classroom, Wang Xiaotian glanced at Shangguan Zirou's position, who had already put up the book and read it aloud seriously.

Walking to the seat, Wang Xiaotian put down his schoolbag, took out the English book, and fell asleep without looking twice.

In addition to knowing the twenty-six letters, the rest is just a bunch of "barcodes", let Wang Xiaotian remember this, it is better to take a knife to his neck, yawn, and lie on the table to dream of Zhou Gong.

"The old man is here!" When Wang Xiaotian closed his eyes and just fell asleep, Zhou Qiang, who was at the same table, suddenly pushed him.

At this time, the glass outside the classroom window was silently pasted with a dead man's face, which was a little scary at first glance, this was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a pair of dead fish eyes turned outward, staring gloomily at the window and looking in.

The old plateau named Gao Zhilei is a teacher of geography and the head teacher of the ninth class of high school, and the whole person feels gloomy, and Wang Xiaotian even wondered if this guy crawled out of the grave.

All the students in Class 9 were very afraid of him, and as soon as his face appeared at this moment, the sound of reading in the classroom immediately became high, and Wang Xiaotian also opened the English book and learned it in a good way, although he didn't know what he was talking about.

After a few glances, Gao Zhilei left silently, without a sound, Wang Xiaotian glanced out the window, and secretly said that this dog-headed old Gao is really a ghost?

As soon as the old dog left, the "excited" reading sound in the classroom immediately weakened, almost stopped for most of the time, followed by the sound of buzzing talking.

Wang Xiaotian was still a little sleepy, but after such a whole time, the sleepy insect seemed to be gone, and he felt bored sitting there, ready to take out his sketchbook and practice his skills again.

Although Wang Xiaotian is a designer, painting is also his hobby.

"Hey, Jiaojiao, have you heard, yesterday afternoon on the road of Baolin Square, a Santana sedan suddenly disintegrated, all four wheels flew out, almost ......killed"