The first night of school.

The whole class sat on the square floor, and the instructor sat at the top and looked at us one by one.

"Ten minutes for you. Wait a little bit to introduce yourself one by one, at least one minute. ”

The students lowered their heads one by one, some complained, some pondered, some looked around and laughed at each other, and some covered their faces shyly.

Well, I belong to the last one.

The first few classmates couldn't say anything when they came on the field, and finally stuck out a few words, or repeated words. It's all about wasting time.

There was another boy on the field, and his mood was different from before.

Well, it's too lively.

Everyone secretly took out their mobile phones to look at the time, and quickly put back their heads down, some snickering, some silently reciting, and some borrowing clichés.

The boy was in a high-pitched mood and looked at the instructor with a good performance, but was frightened back by a pair of round eyes and hurriedly stepped off the stage.

One by one, the waiting period is always extremely tense. I understand a little bit that the predecessors who suffered the fate of Ling Chi in ancient times did not feel good.

It's finally me.

Standing up with his hands on the ground, his hair brushed behind his ears, and slowly stepped onto the stage.

After spitting out all the lines I had memorized, I looked down and caught a glimpse of a boy grinning at me with bared teeth.

Click······ It's stuck!

I actually forgot the words!!

I!!!

Play with a white face and end with a red face.

After waiting for a long time, when the boy finally introduced himself, I must make a grimace to interfere.

Outline~

I wondered which grimace to use.

The boy cleared his throat, and a strong voice came from the front: "Ahem······." ”

Unfortunately, before I could make a face, I was stunned by his deafening voice.

From his self-introduction, he learned that he was a tank soldier brother. The instructor nodded in satisfaction, and sure enough, the two attracted.

For a long time to come, my impression of him stayed in the memory of this night.

There are always a lot of frictions in getting along with a class, and as a member of the study committee, there are countless things that need to be dealt with.

So something went wrong in the busy.

I did something I shouldn't have done, and I trusted someone I didn't know enough.

When he went from being full of confidence to being unable to deal with it, when he was resisted by his classmates.

I was thinking about how to get him out.

And he put all the blame on me.

I went from being a helper to falling into the middle of the whirlpool of arguments.