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On August 25, the first year of the 13th high school opened.

After a summer of precipitation, the temperature began to rise and soared, until it reached thirty-seven degrees Celsius, and at eight o'clock in the morning, Gu Yang, who had cut off most of his hair for coolness, wandered around the classrooms of the first year of high school, looking for the class he was assigned to.

The 13th Middle School has a peculiar way of assigning students, and the list is not known until the students arrive at the school, and the list is usually posted on the door of each classroom so that the students can find their class.

Fortunately, Gu Yang's brain is quite flexible, and I remember that the female teacher named Lin Yihua said last time that she would be a student in her class, so she didn't have a headache to find it all the way down the list, but directly looked for Lin Yihua to be the class teacher.

"Well, it turned out to be Class Six."

Casually scanning the list of classmates posted on the wall, a smile appeared on the corner of Gu Yang's mouth, and the second one below his name was Han Shenliang's name.

"Luck, it seems."

Carrying a schoolbag that didn't contain much in the bag, he walked into the classroom of Class 6, swept around the faces of the students who had arrived, looked at them a little nervous and overwhelmed, didn't say anything, found a relatively backward position, sat down, and waited for the teacher to come.

The teaching equipment of the thirteenth middle school is still good, the air conditioner blows directly, bringing a trace of coolness, and a layer of transparent glass windows isolates the blazing shijie outside, full of coolness.

Half an hour later, the new classmates almost arrived, and when Han Shenliang saw his figure, he immediately smiled and gave him a punch in the chest, sat next to him as a matter of course, and said some jokes, Gu Yang listened with a smile, his eyes swept the strange and youthful faces in the class, and it was surprising that Ye Yuxuan was also in the same class as him.

Really...... What a coincidence.

His eyebrows were lowered to form a figure-eight eyebrow, which he felt was a bit too coincidental.

Could it be that the female teacher did it herself?

But that's not right, although the original junior high school class was not a particularly powerful key class, but the number of people who can be admitted to the thirteenth middle school, there are still so few, but except for these two people, the other figures in the class have not been seen, based on this, it seems that it is indeed a coincidence.

Secretly laughing at himself, he was a little oversensitive, and he chatted with Han Shenliang.

After a while, Lin Yihua pushed the door in black professional clothes, stood on the podium, and began to introduce himself to the freshmen below and talk about the opening process.

She wears a big black-framed old-fashioned glasses, which eliminates the feminine femininity and provides a bit of seriousness to the whole person.

After listening to it for a while, he felt that in addition to the eloquent voice, Gu Yang didn't have any thoughts about this good-looking teacher, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, thinking about how to write the next plot of the Buddha is Tao.

After more than ten days of frantic writing, the manuscript in his hand has been written to the part of the earth fairy world, and the taste that really belongs to the flood will overflow, so that the whole book will flow with a special rhyme of traditional mythology, so you have to think about it before you can write.

After being silent for a while, the teacher above stopped speaking and asked the students in the class to move the books of the first year of high school and the green military uniforms during military training.

When I came back from carrying my things, I handed them out, and I returned to my seat as if nothing had happened, but I didn't sweat like the other students, but I just felt that it was very hot outside.

Ten days of six-style exercise, has shown its initial potential, the adolescent body energy burst out bit by bit, plus continuous physical exercise, compared to the lack of exercise of his peers, this exercise is not enough to make him have much reaction.

Packing up the brand-new books sent down from the table, Lin Yihua's words came from the podium again.

"As your Chinese teacher and class teacher, I just have a little free time now, I can determine the representative of the Chinese class, you are an excellent student in the thirteenth middle school, and your grades are relatively good in the city, so don't be shy, show your demeanor, if you want to be a class representative, please raise your hand automatically."

The announcement of the Chinese teacher entered the left ear, and then came out of the right ear as it was, Gu Yang sat still, like a mountain that was still standing still in the wind and rain, silently sorting out the books and carving his name in the notebook.

Seeing that the boys below who had been secretly paying attention to him were seriously sorting out the books, and there was no intention of raising his hand, Lin Yihua pursed the corners of his mouth, looked at the following pairs of hands that were either raised high or shyly placed in his ears, and raised his voice a little: "Ladies and gentlemen, is there anyone else who wants to be a representative of the Chinese class?" ”

The man still didn't move.

The only movement was to lazily raise his eyelids, look at her for a second, and then continue to organize the book.

His fingers stirred unconsciously, Lin Yihua bit his silver teeth, and took the initiative to name his name: "Gu Yang, I don't know if you are interested in the representatives of the Chinese class?" ”

According to the talent shown by the other party in that essay, there is no problem in taking up this position, and it is also the representative of the language class she wants.

The boy who was still writing his name on the cover of the book raised his head, glanced at the rather dignified teacher on the podium, and said twelve words very calmly.

"I'm sorry, but I don't really like being a class representative."

Don't like it too much?

Lin Yihua was stunned for a second, feeling that this reason was quite scoundrel, and people couldn't find a reason to fight back, so he strengthened his dignified momentum, raised his body slightly sideways, frowned, and asked, "As a student, shouldn't you try this kind of position?" Profiting from your classmates? ”

This is a trick she learned when she was a teacher last year, and under normal circumstances, most students can't bear this kind of prestige and soften.

However, this time there seems to be a little bit of a problem, and the subsequent adaptation after normal circumstances will be unrecognizable.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have that idea."

Unexpectedly, the boy sitting in the back still used a rather slippery statement that made her unable to start, and her mind was empty, and she didn't know what words to use to make the other party unable to refuse.

After a pause for a few seconds, she still decided to give up, saying "It seems that you still have to find someone who is more concerned about class affairs", opened the roster in her hand, checked the high school entrance examination results of the classmates, and finally named Ye Yuxuan as the representative of the Chinese class.

"Hey, Lao Gu, do you want to be the representative of the Chinese class for Mao?"

In private, Han Shenliang touched Gu Yang's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

In this regard, Gu Yang's answer was "too lazy, the representative of the Chinese class is too tired", which made the table mate smile and raised a middle finger to him.

In fact, during the summer vacation, he had already figured out how he should spend his high school.

In fact, you don't need to spend too much energy to learn the subjects of high school, after all, whether it is the first or the second, the role of him is not very big, in the three years, the most important thing is to write the Buddha is the Tao well, pave his own career as a writer, and secondly, what needs to be spent is to practice the two types of musical instruments such as piano and guitar well, and then find an opportunity to publish some famous songs, and carry forward the music culture of the previous life.

Someone will ask, weishenme doesn't publish a song right now?

He had thought about this question as well, and the problem was his age.

His age is too young, once the publication is successful, he will become famous in China, the sixteen-year-old Internet writer and the identity of a first-class musician are enough to make his life fall into ups and downs, and countless criticisms will cover his head, which will have a great impact on his life, if there is a buffer period of one or two years as a foreshadowing, then the situation will be much better.

Moreover, the song is not said to be published as soon as it is published, the inside story is too deep, even if he passes the song to some companies, it is questionable whether he can keep his famous rights, if someone encroaches on himself to expose it, how credible can a sixteen-year-old boy have?

Under all these considerations, he still thinks that he will stabilize for another year, and wait for the Buddhist book to be written for a longer time to stabilize his fame, then even if his music frenzy sweeps Asia and even Shijie, many things will be much more stable.

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