1.

In September, when the autumn tigers were raging, I stepped into the halls of high school life.

How to put it, although it is just a process that seems to be taken for granted on the road of life, I have also wondered many times whether time can pass in a flash.

But it really began the three-year journey, stepping into the school gate, the moment before stepping into the school gate, on the way to the school gate, on the night before the start of school.

I don't know why I can't sleep, so I guess I might be looking forward to it.

On the day of the first day of school, the sun was not very big, and the thick clouds stopped in the sky, and there was a little bit of loneliness.

But ah, it's finally here.

Rather, after a night of waiting, some wanted to make sure.

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"Hey, are you all here?"

The teacher on the stage and the teacher outside the classroom exchanged glances, but it seemed that the confirmation was over.

How could a guy who didn't come on the first day of school have?

"Ahem, the 71st class of our school, the first grade class 1 reported that there should be 27 people, but there are 26 people, and now I have been waiting for 30 minutes, let's start first, cough."

The teacher on the stage looks quite young, like a newcomer with excellent character and learning who graduated from a normal university and then locked up for a few years, and then was thrown out by the Education Bureau.

But to be a class teacher at such a young age, how short of people is in this school, although teachers have always been lacking, but is it okay to formulate such a serious situation?

Forget it, isn't it good?

Aren't there posts about other people's teachers or something all over the place?

Is it good or bad?

"Open, start roll call."

"Wait~ Teacher, what's your name?"

Some of the students in the class have begun to think about bullying the new teacher, which is really unconventional?

Although I just lay on the table and watched secretly.

"Ah, hmm, I, I, my surname is Yuwen, name, name Yue."

"Oooh!" "Compound surname, compound surname!" "The teacher is so beautiful!"

Yuwen Yue, the name is like his person, a little bit of a no-nonsense feeling.

But forget it, the year or something.

I was still lying on my desk, and the teacher seemed to look at me and then seemed to just look around me.

What the hell is it?

"Point, roll call."

"No need teacher, let's introduce ourselves!"

Oh, no, it's better to simply name names.

"Well, that's it!"

It seems to be a more joyful voice.,It turns out that there is this kind of fetish?

Tut!

Then it's time to introduce yourself one by one from the front row.

Some of them are full of desire to express, and they may be more popular characters in the next life.

But calm people also have a unique advantage.

The only people who can't even introduce themselves are the ones who can't even introduce themselves.

It's a shame.

Tsk, is it my turn?

As the girls in the front row stood up and sat down, I became the focus of the class.

Well, this feeling is so uncomfortable.

"Classmate, your name?"

Seeing that I hesitated, Teacher Yu Wenyue asked.

Tsk, it's troublesome, but if you refuse, you'll definitely be treated as weird.

And you can't do it alone, just do as well as you can.

"My name is Lu Yu."

As I stood up, the chair was pushed backwards and there was a creaking and grinding sound.

But what is clearer is the sound of the students' inhalation.

Tsk, knowing that he must be among the people in this class, do you still have to make such an exaggerated action when you really see it?

But anyway, let's finish introducing myself.

"I, I, I..."

While the three of me were pestering, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Lu Yu, the admission score is tied for the first place in the school. Of course, the other one is me, yes.

My name is, Li Xinmu. ”

In came a delicate girl with a single ponytail, staring straight at me with penetrating eyes, and stuffing back the words from my mouth along with my saliva.

Mutter.

I swallowed.

Li Xinmu, the first admission score in the school.

With the sound of "da-da", Li Xinmu stood on the vacant seat behind me.

And I don't know when I sat down.

"Introduce yourself?"

She tilted her head as if asking, but immediately answered herself.

"Then that's me.

I'm a weirdo who likes to eat other people's emotions. ”

sat down cleanly again, and the atmosphere in the class was inexplicably quiet.

What the hell is going on, there will be people who are late on the first day, and there will be people who say they are weirdos when they introduce themselves?

Perhaps, what is it?

My high school.

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"Psychology Society."

I looked at the poster in the corner of the bulletin board.

It's a poster, but it's just an A4 piece of paper with a drawing.

But I decided to sign up anyway.

In the crowded venue of the club, there was no shadow of the psychological club, and all I got was a classroom number written on the paper.

Probably over there.

But why not put up a poster here, isn't that really not suitable for such an atmosphere?

What's wrong?

Thinking like this, I opened the door of this classroom and knew the answer.

"Old, teacher?"

"Lu, Lu Yu?"

Sitting here is none other than my homeroom teacher, Teacher Yu Wenyue.

And then I also knew why there was no teacher's name on the timetable.

Because the sign outside the door is written in five bold letters.

Psychological counseling room.

"Yes, do you want to sign up?"

"Uh, ah, ahem."

"I want to sign up!"

After I didn't close the door, there was a somewhat familiar voice.

"Lu Yu, are you here too?"

Li Xinmu pushed me to the edge of the cliff, and now I am preparing to launch a final offensive.

I had this image in my mind.

"Ah, yes, yes."

Even so, I spoke out.

I really want to join the Psychology Society.

But this club seems to be a little deserted?

"Ah, that's great, so this society is officially established!"

Wait, this sentence, it turns out that this club has not been established yet? When I was about to ask like this, Li Xinmu's voice had already come out.

"Xinshe?"

"Ahh As for this club, no matter how large the number of people is, it can exist because I got permission from the student council president, and the psychological counseling room needs permission from students. ”

So is it a club?

In this way, does the new news agency mean that this permission has just been obtained?

Is there really no problem with this society?

"Generally speaking, clubs need at least 5 students, but we don't have to follow this rule, as long as the counseling room is there, there will be this club."

Teacher Yu Wenyue said in a gentle voice seriously.

This gave me the illusion that maybe Li Xinmu's cold tone was the teacher's illusion.

But the teacher is really young.

"When I was in the classroom, I wanted to ask, how old is the teacher, ahem."

I tried as carefully as I could, but the answers I got were pretty much the same as I thought.

It's a dangerous smiley face.

Forget it, I was wrong.

"It's up to you to hand over this thing to the student council president!"

"Huh? Are we? ”

I was a little surprised.

"Yes, President, Vice President."

Huh?

The teacher pointed to us and said, Li Xinmu is the president, and then I am the vice president.

It's so casual, but it seems that it can only be so casual.

"Hmm."

Li Xinmu had already taken a copy of what looked like a form from the teacher's hand.

"The student council is on the 4th floor, right?"

Li Xinmu tilted his head and asked me, but I didn't know.

Luckily, she seemed to know that she couldn't get an answer from me, so she walked away.

I looked back at the teacher, and the teacher's eyes seemed to tell me to follow.

All right.

I'll just go.

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"The student council."

Li Xinmu and I stood in front of a door that looked relatively tall.

I sighed slightly.

"I'm going in."

Li Xinmu glanced at me and pushed the door in directly.

"Excuse me, who is the student council president?"

After entering, Li Xinmu was obviously a little nervous, and suddenly lost the feeling he had just had, maybe he was really nervous.

So I helped her out of the mouth.

But what is the self-confidence just now? How could it be so sudden?

"There."

A senior pointed to a small door.

Is there a private room? I was a little surprised, but I still pushed Li Xinmu, who was stiff.

"Hello?"

I knocked lightly, and soon someone opened the door.

"You are?"

"Ah, we're from the Psychic Society, ahem."

It's a bit embarrassing to call yourself a club.

"I'm Du Feifei, the student president, give me something."

It's a lovely senior sister.

After coming out, Li Xinmu returned to the state of being like a normal situation. The tone was cold, but there was no stiffness.

Was it because I was nervous just now, but there was obviously something wrong.

"Could it be?"

I spoke cautiously, but was struck back by a slap in the face.

Forget it.

"This student union, there are strange emotions."

I couldn't understand what she was talking about.

But just send this thing in, right?

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"Ah, it seems that there are really only two of you in the psychological club."

Teacher Yu Wenyue was melancholy in the small psychological counseling room, but it would be like this.

Psychological club or something.,It's wrong when there are more people.,

It's better to say that if there are a lot of people in the psychological society, it looks completely different.

That's it, it's pretty good.

A beautiful and enviable young teacher, and a club with only me and the girl.。

It's a little dreamy.

"By the way, what exactly do we do?"

I suddenly thought of the question, what should I do about the activities of the psychological society?

"Get counseling."

The teacher pushed his glasses a little lively.

Huh!?

Wait, what club did I join?