Chapter 1: Dongcheng Middle School

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On the Internet, it is generally believed that the puberty of girls is between the ages of 11 and ~14, and the adolescence of boys is 16~18 years old.

Later, in a place full of birds and green-headed flies, with a pepper-flavored chicken feet in his mouth, he looked at the white butterflies fluttering randomly on the cabbage field of the farmhouse not far away, and thought of this unpopular knowledge point that had never been tested on the test paper before, and spit out the bones of the chicken feet at the same time popping out a few dirty words.

No one could hear what he was swearing, and he was responded to by a few different birdsongs.

The earthquake in 08 years is a lot of uncertain holidays for Jinbu, the sun is shining at noon, the little man under the bus stop sign simply thinks that the shaking of the ground is just a very heavy car ran over, at that time he has not turned the word earthquake in the Xinhua dictionary, still sit on the fifth bus to the school, the bus runs up.

In my vague memory, the streets were full of people that day, I couldn't get into the school, the ice cream near the school gate was cheap from 5 cents to 3 cents, the bus that waited for a long time to go home never came, the first time I saw so many people staying outside against the sun and high temperature at noon in summer, the old man kept shaking the pu fan in his hand, the familiar aunt didn't let Jin Bu go to the store to hide from the sun as usual, and stood outside with Jin Bu and her daughter, and a rabbit who didn't know the name on the girl's white shirt smirked on it, A purple and white striped sundress with a big key hanging from her chest.

Jin Bu also always wanted a key to the house, and every time he came home, he had to drill the dog hole into the kitchen when his grandmother was away. My grandmother's house was much older than the surrounding houses, and what Jin Boo liked was that there were oranges, oranges, and green plums around my grandmother's house. Later, when he left home to study at school, Jinbu learned that he preferred sweet oranges.

The first boarding school on the golden cloth was called a garbage school by him, and two cousins and a cousin all gambled their youth in that middle school. It's a pity that all they get in return is a big red junior high school diploma. The elders of the family have been threatening Jin Bu not to study seriously, and he will only go to that middle school in the future, and the ignorant Jin Bu said that he would not go to that garbage school in order to show his determination.

The earthquake that shook the whole country two years ago made my cousin's alma mater a dangerous building. The new campus has risen on the other side of the city, and the school's various commitments are enough for Jin Bu to write the words Dongcheng Middle School on his volunteer under the pressure of being laughed at by his parents and elders. Kim Bu wants to experience a new type of education. In Jinbu's view, the former Seongnam Middle School and the current Dongseong Middle School are not the same school.

After being carried by his father on a motorcycle for about 10 minutes, Jin Bu arrived at Dongcheng Middle School, where the newly planted trees and greenery had not yet bloomed, and the weather in September was not as hot and dry as in June, and the weather that had rained was mild and slightly cool.

Dongcheng is a very small middle school, as small as the golden cloth can see at a glance. The East City is made up of a playground, three teaching buildings, a student dormitory, and two student canteens. The orange-red façade reduces the oppressive feeling of grey cement. A ramp connects all the buildings.

Kim Bu chose to report to his class, and a tall, sister-headed girl on the podium filled out a form receipt on the brand-new multimedia podium. Jin Bu thought that the girl who looked like she had left a grade might be trying to run for class president, or maybe she was the child of a relative of the head teacher. It wasn't until everything was arranged, at the class meeting in the evening, that the big girl stood on the podium and introduced herself, and Jin Bu knew that she was the real head teacher, and Sister Hong in Jin Bu's mouth in the future.

Later, Jin Bu returned to his hometown during the summer vacation of college, and met Sister Hong with her three-year-old daughter in Tassel City, and Sister Hong asked her daughter next to her to call Brother Jin Bu. At that time, Jin Bu wanted to correct the little girl to call her uncle, but unfortunately Jin Bu was still a student at that time, and he didn't have enough confidence to let him be the same generation as Sister Hong.

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