Although Lao Wang strives for a sense of ceremony, he does not procrastinate in doing things, on the contrary, because he has been teaching the sunshine class all year round, although the eyes are full of fine lines of age, the pupils are full of warm and wise light. Through a simple self-introduction, Lao Wang not only quickly appointed the class committee, but also clearly divided the seats with people.

When I was a student, I was always used to judging heroes by their grades. When everyone subconsciously thought that Chi Jian and the two, who were tied for the first place, should be entrusted with similar responsibilities, the result was a big surprise. Chi Guiyan was elected class president, but Jian Han didn't even have a class representative. So as soon as the appointment ended, everyone invariably cast all kinds of uncertain glances at Jian Han and Mo Xinyan, a member of the regular study committee.

Jian Han turned a blind eye to this, and even wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Although she is safe, she is very bad at communicating with people, and she usually does not mix some troublesome things without getting involved. Because of his excellent grades in primary and junior high school, he was directly appointed by the teacher as a member of the study committee. Just with this mouth that doesn't understand euphemism, he has been rated as the first winner of the "Only Distant Viewing Award" for several years. When she graduated, Su Pei and Gu Mansheng each wrote more than 20 classmates, and she wasn't even sure if she had written all ten.

In contrast, Mo Xinyan was much more embarrassed, and her face was almost green.

No one wants to admit that they are inferior to anyone, especially for people with a certain level of self-esteem. These inexplicable gazes were like several big slaps in the face.

Mo Xinyan stared at "Chi Guiyan" and "Jian Han" written in parallel on the blackboard, and let out a slight cold snort in her heart.

One month after the start of school, the seats around Jian Han have been empty. Except for the occasional one or two curious female classmates who came up to ask about the situation, the teachers of each subject seemed to have agreed and kept silent about the student's absence. Everyone only knew from the roster posted on the back wall of the classroom that the fortieth person in the Sunshine Class was named Ruan Zhizhou.

She had doubts in her heart but did not show much of it, and dutifully fulfilled her obligations at the same table every day to ensure that the tables and chairs on both sides were absolutely clean and tidy.

In the first few days of October, the temperature dropped quickly, but fortunately, it didn't rain much, and Jian Han spent a comfortable National Day holiday at home. During the day, I brushed up on questions and wrote homework, and at night, after dinner, I went for a walk with Su Pei Mansheng in the neighboring park, came back to take a shower and listened to the BBC's English radio for a while, and went to bed at 11 o'clock, with a fairly regular schedule.

She never worries about her bag being too heavy, and no matter how big or small the holidays are, there are always two thieves who will borrow all the homework in her bag without saying hello the day before returning to school, and then show up at her desk on time the next day.

On the morning of the return to school, the sky was cloudy and gray. Jian Han listened to her mother's words, put an umbrella in her schoolbag, and added an extra pink and white plaid shirt to the thin school uniform jacket, and the collar of the shirt was embroidered with a small piece of lace for embellishment, which was simple and not fancy.

She takes the bus to school most of the time, waking up early and staggering the rush hour, and there are plenty of empty seats on the bus. I like to sit by the window, as long as I push the window open a little, the wind will come in through the cracks, and playfully raise a few strands of her peach-scented hair. A fully charged Walkman always has bright and melodious soft music playing in it, so that the start of the day is enough to wash away any tension and stress in studying.

The traffic light at the Beijiang intersection takes a long time, and the driver can accurately card the time point from green to red almost every day. Jian Han used to memorize in his mind the English radio or movies he had listened to the night before, and he was often startled by the master's sudden braking.

But this time, the old master stopped the bus smoothly, but her heart was beating faster than ever, and the classic English lines that she had memorized last week clearly appeared in her mind.

“Some of us get dipped in flat， some in satin， some in gloss. But every once in a while youfind someone who's iridescent， and when you do， nothing will ever compare.”

This long English line can be simply translated as "If a person is like a rainbow, he will know what he encounters above".

Ji Guiyan rode his bicycle and parked two arms away from her, his black schoolbag low-key but recognizable, the white earphone cable wrapped around his neck eventually disappeared from the neckline of his clothes, and a pair of Nike white sneakers on his feet.

Even in such gloomy weather, he is like walking in the sun, always elegant and wanton.