Zhao Qingyu hurried towards the school with her schoolbag on her back, and there was a note in her pants pocket with the contact number of Lao Liu's noodle stall on it.

She didn't really want to eat noodles when she went to the noodle stall, but to figure out the wholesale price of these noodles and plan for half a month.

Thinking of her plan, she was still a little apprehensive, no matter what, she must convince her mother when the time comes.

I talked with Lao Liu Tou at the noodle stall for almost half an hour, and in addition to discussing the price of noodles, she also got the contact address of the sauce merchant in the dry goods store and some approximate prices.

However, she has to go to the field on her own for specific situations.

She thought about it while thinking carefully about her plan, she had lost a lot of time on the road today, and she didn't have a chance to go to the steamed bun shop owner again in the morning.

When she was about to arrive at the school, she looked at the steamed bun shop, there were no students' steamed bun shop, it was a little cold, but the colder place than the steamed bun shop was the school gate, except for her, there were no students.

Zhao Qingyu secretly screamed in his heart, he was afraid that he would be late for the first day.

She didn't have PHS, and she didn't know what time it was, so she could only run all the way to school on instinct.

The first year of high school classroom is on the first floor, she is in class one (3), but the time is too long, she can't remember exactly which classroom, only to find out that it is the middle classroom on the first floor.

A young male teacher stood in the middle of the podium and was talking about something, Zhao Qingyu knew that this was the head teacher of the first year of high school, she first calmed down her mood before she walked to the door and shouted "report".

"Come in." The head teacher didn't even glance at Zhao Qingyu at the door, and then continued, "My surname is Li, my name is Li Zhihao, from now on, I will be your head teacher." ”

Zhao Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and began to walk towards the classroom, and the head teacher reminded her behind her to find a vacant seat to sit down.

She glanced at it, and there was no one sitting in the last row of trash cans, so she walked towards that place.

As a result, her steps stopped, her body suddenly became stiff, and even her walking posture was a little unnatural.

Of course, no one noticed her, everyone was strangers at this time, and everyone's attention was on the new young homeroom teacher.

Zhao Qingyu walked to the last person step by step and sat down, this table was very old, and the table top was damaged beyond recognition by knives, ballpoint pens, etc., and there were potholes.

Sure enough, there was nothing good when I came late, and the stools were all broken legs, but fortunately, there was a piece of wood next to it to fix it again, and it squeaked when I sat on it, giving people the feeling that it would crack if I shook it hard.

Zhao Qingyu was thinking about these things in a mess, but her eyes were staring at a fair-skinned girl with a long ponytail sitting in front of her, and the words of the teacher on the stage became blurred and drifted away.

This girl, she had only met not long ago, and fifteen years later, she was no more than that......

"Now a few boys come with me to the office to carry books, who is coming?" The words of the head teacher, Mr. Li, pulled Zhao Qingyu's thoughts back.

"Me!"

"Me, me, me!"

Several active boys vied with each other to raise their hands, and Teacher Li ordered a few at random, and then led them out of the classroom.

As soon as the teacher left, the class heard a familiar buzz, and except for a few very introverted ones, many students began to exchange ears.

Some of the students here used to be old classmates, but many more were strangers to each other, and everyone was curious, so they whispered together and asked about the names of their classmates and their previous schools.

Zhao Qingyu stretched out his hand and gently poked the back of the girl in front of her, and the other party turned his head inexplicably, looking at her with a cold look: "What's the matter?" ”

"Ruan Ling, hello." She smiled lightly and spoke politely.

"You know me?" Ruan Ling was a little surprised, the face of the girl behind her was very unfamiliar to her.

"Well, we used to be from the same school, and I see you a lot, but you don't know me."

"Ah, that's right." Ruan Ling glanced at Zhao Qingyu a few more times as she spoke, then smiled a little faintly, and quickly turned around.

Zhao Qingyu was too familiar with this smile.

In her previous life, what impressed her the most in high school was Ruan Ling's false smile, the alienation and coldness in her eyes told others: Don't bother me, I don't want to pay attention to you.

It's as if a perfect mask hangs outside, beautiful but hypocritical.

Zhao Qingyu hated this smile very much, and hated the owner of this smile even more!

But at this time, she also wore the same smile, even if she hated it so much that her face was about to twist.

Steady, must be steady!

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, inhaling, exhaling, inhaling, exhaling......

Suddenly, she heard a soft, worried voice next to her.

"Y-Are you alright?"

Zhao Qingyu looked up and saw Wang Yanli in another group, who was also sitting in the last row, but better than her, and there was still some distance from the trash can.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Zhao Qingyu's heart warmed, and he hurriedly squeezed out a smile and said.

Wang Yanli also smiled: "Well, it's okay." ”

Zhao Qingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, let himself calm and normal, and then lowered his eyes to warn himself, to live a new life, you must stabilize it first!

The books were quickly sent out, and she took out a half-worn ballpoint pen and carefully wrote her name on the first page of each book.

The classroom was still noisy, and magically, in the back corner, it was surprisingly peaceful.

Zhao Qingyu was thinking about his heart and had no time to speak.

Wang Yanli was a little introverted, embarrassed to talk to the people around her, she quietly glanced at Zhao Qingyu a few times, this girl greeted her before and called out her name, she was very curious about the latter.

As for Ruan Ling, just from the outside, it gives people a feeling of being tall and detached, and she is good-looking, her table mate is a black and chubby boy, sitting next to her looks very restrained, and he doesn't dare to look up at her.

What a tall beauty, she is the object of envy of many girls in the class, and the object of the boys' crush.

It's a pity.

Zhao Qingyu withdrew her gaze from Ruan Ling's tablemate, she had no impression of this boy, he didn't like to talk, he was introverted, and he was separated in the second year of high school, and she didn't even remember his name.

But there is one thing she still has the impression that this boy is quite rich.

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"Now we're going to get out of the seats again, and everybody goes out, men and women in a row, and they sit sideways from left to right, in order of height."

As soon as the head teacher's voice fell, everyone stood up and walked out, Zhao Qingyu also picked up his schoolbag and walked out with Wang Yanli, who got up together.

Wang Yanli is much shorter than her, and when the row is tall, there are many people among the two. Zhao Qingyu was not worried, she knew that from left to right rows of seats, she was sitting right behind Wang Yanli, and Ruan Ling, who was slightly taller than her, happened to be at the same table with her.

When she returned to the classroom, Wang Yanli saw Zhao Qingyu sitting behind her, and for the first time took the initiative to turn her head and whisper to her, "Great, you sit here." ”

Zhao Qingyu saw Ruan Ling, who was about to walk to her side, and said with the same smile: "Well, great." ”