After entering the class, she saw that there were not many people in the classroom, and a few people were talking in whispers, she pursed her lips and sat down in an empty seat by the window on the right. I don't know which class Zheng Yuqian has been assigned to, they haven't contacted each other yet, the high school is divided into twelve classes, more than 1,000 people, and the chance of the two of them being able to form a class can be said to be very small.

After Fang Ruowan sat for a while, the new head teacher stepped on a sharp heel and stepped into the noisy classroom, and then there was a sudden silence.

The new head teacher is about 30 years old, with a gorgeous appearance but not tall, with retro big wavy curly hair, wearing a white professional shirt on the upper body, but the upper circumference is plump, the shirt feels full, the lower body is wearing a pair of black stockings, and the feet are wearing a pair of red patent leather high heels, the upper is shiny and shiny, and the heel height is 8 cm. The whole person of the new head teacher feels shrewd and capable, and even a little charming and amorous.

"Ahem, there aren't many classmates in the class, haven't they come yet?" She speaks with a voice as sharp as the heels of her high heels.

Everyone in the audience, you look at me, I look at you, no one knows who else hasn't come, followed by a small muttering.

A burst of aroma wafted into Fang Ruo's nose in a daze, and then a schoolbag slammed and took the lead in grabbing the seat next to her, Fang Ruo looked up curiously, it was the red lips in her impression, still as hot as blood, it was her, the girl in junior high school who asked her if she liked Xu Zhuoyuan-Jiang Nan.

Fang Ruo was shocked, such a coincidence, they were actually in the same class.

"There's no one next to you, I want to sit here." Jiang Nan said in an inquiring tone, but the person had already sat down unceremoniously.

If the impression she left on Fang Ruo before was that she was strong, a little mean, aggressive, and impolite, then today she added one more, and that was inexplicable.

Fang Ruo didn't know what purpose she was sitting here, there were still a lot of spare seats in the classroom, and the seat she chose was also relatively remote, some of the students who had just come in glanced at the vacant seats next to them, and then turned around and went to other seats, but she did the opposite and sat next to herself, which inevitably had the meaning of Sima Zhao's heart, which was known to passers-by.

What happened before made her have no good impression of Jiang Nan, and later in Xu Zhuoyuan's description in a few words, she also learned about the more pungent and barbaric things Jiang Nan did in the class, such as saying that she and Xu Zhuoyuan were a couple in the class, and after being clarified and rejected by him, he made a fool of himself and entangled, and there were many things like that, which made him very disgusted and unhappy at the time.

Similarly, which girl who is pregnant with spring is not hostile to someone who also likes her sweetheart, anyway, inside and out, Fang Ruo is not very happy to see her.

The so-called soldiers are coming to block, and the water is coming to cover the earth, no matter what careful thinking she has when she sits next to her, what kind of crooked calculations she makes, she will not pay attention to her in the future.

Fang Ruo nodded expressionlessly, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was not a welcoming gesture, but she laughed dryly twice as if she hadn't seen it, and then sorted out her schoolbag.

A lot of classmates came in one after another, she still didn't see Zheng Yuqian's figure after a while of searching in the crowd in the class, Fang Ruo gradually felt a little disappointed, the head teacher saw that people were almost there, so he took out the class roster and began to sign in one by one, until the last name was read, Fang Ruo didn't hear Zheng Yuqian's name, she felt very frustrated, it seems that they are not so lucky to be assigned to a class, cute and kind Qianqian, she feels that she misses her so much at the moment.

"Oh, there's another classmate, he's an art student, so his name isn't on the list." The head teacher suddenly added.

Fang Ruo thought of something in an instant.

"Hmm... Chen Zifan, have you arrived? The head teacher glanced at the black students below.

Fang Ruo frowned after hearing this, and took a deep breath, isn't it, it's him... Is it? It's too coincidental today, this isn't an idol drama with dog blood, how can there be so many well-arranged coincidences, a "love rival" and a person who said he liked him were all put together in a class.

"Teacher, I'm here." Fang Ruo heard the familiar deep voice, and instantly felt like someone had shot him in the heart.

She slowly turned her head to look behind her, and Chen Zifan, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom, also happened to meet her gaze, and when the two of them met their eyes, Fang Ruo felt that there seemed to be a cautious temptation and an uncontrollable smile in his eyes.

Fang Ruo squeezed a smile at him, and then quickly looked back at the teacher on the podium. She felt distraught, in fact, he hadn't spoken to her after that day, but she always felt that it would be very awkward for the two to meet again, and she would feel embarrassed just thinking about that scene.

Now they are in the same class, and it is inevitable that they will meet and communicate in the future, and the pressure will follow, she remembered what he said at that time, and the swaying hyacinth flower appeared in her mind, and her face couldn't help but heat slightly.

After the head teacher briefly introduced herself, Fang Ruo was surprised that the hotly dressed teacher in front of her turned out to be teaching physics, in her inherent impression, physics teachers were almost all little old men with bald "Mediterranean" hairstyles, even if there were occasionally a few young and handsome male teachers, but they were also a few, only a handful. She suddenly became a little interested in the physics class taught by the class teacher, although she had never been very interested in mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Next is that each classmate takes turns to introduce themselves on stage, one by one according to the seating order, when it is Jiang Nan's turn, Fang Ruo watched her stride up to the stage, and said: "Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Nan, Jiang Ziya's "Jiang", Yanyu Jiangnan's "Nan", my hobby is dancing, I am very happy to be a classmate with you, I hope we can get along happily next." After finishing speaking, she smiled heartily, and there was warm applause from the audience, Fang Ruo suddenly felt that she didn't look so annoying like this, but remembered ...... before.

Forget it, don't think about it, maybe everyone wants to make a good impression on others in the new environment, which is also reasonable.

When Chen Zifan came on stage, he introduced himself in just a few sentences, but when he spoke, although Fang Ruo lowered his head and avoided his gaze, she could still feel a little of his gaze on her.

During the afternoon recess, Zheng Yuqian looked at the door of her classroom, Fang Ruo came back from the toilet and happened to meet her, and the two little girls hugged each other excitedly after seeing each other.

"Fang Ruo, you can make it easy for me to find, I looked for a few laps on the class paper posted on the bulletin board downstairs before I saw your name, but you know what's wrong, the first time I read it wrong, there was a person in class nine called "Fang You", I thought it was you, so I ran to that person's class to find you, after the classmates called people out, a big brother with a scruffy beard and black-rimmed glasses came out, he said he was "Fang You", asked me what I was looking for him, at that time I was scared to the point that my legs were weak, and then quickly ran away, Later, I went to the list again and realized that I had read it wrong. ”

Fang Ruo sneered and laughed, covering her mouth and laughing all over her face, Zheng Yuqian couldn't help but laugh.

"What class are you in?" Fang Ruo asked her after calming down, still with a smile on his face.

"I'm very close to you, and I'm in the next class to you, class four." Zheng Yuqian pointed in the direction of her classroom.

"Oh, class four." Fang Ruo remembered his discomfort when he met the black female teacher on the stage after the fourth class in the morning.

The two of them were talking, and Chen Zifan happened to pass by the corridor, and after seeing them, "Zheng Yuqian, long time no see." Chen Zifan greeted Zheng Yuqian in a friendly manner.

"Yes, it's a coincidence, Chen Zifan." Zheng Yuqian also replied to him politely.

Chen Zifan nodded with a smile, then turned around and walked into the class.

Fang Ruo and Zheng Yuqian watched him walk into the classroom, "What's the situation, you are in the same class again?" Zheng Yuqian's face was full of confusion.

Fang Ruo nodded, acquiescing to her guess.

"It's too much of a coincidence, what kind of fate are you, we haven't been able to get into a class." Zheng Yuqian squeezed at her and looked at her with ambiguous eyes.

Before Fang Ruo could say anything, the class bell had already ringed, she shook her head helplessly at Zheng Yuqian, and the two of them immediately walked towards their class.

Fang Ruo sat in her seat and remembered that she hadn't had time to tell her that Jiang Nan was also in the same class as herself, and she was still at the same table, but she thought that Zheng Yuqian would definitely be very shocked and a little indignant when she knew it, hey, let's talk about it later, anyway, they are relatively close to each other, and there is always a chance.

The first few days of school were the endless grade assemblies as usual, and the school's ideological education work was not left behind at all, and the outstanding graduates of the previous years spoke passionately about their high school struggle history on the stage and imparted their excellent learning experience.

The elderly principal held a long speech and spoke in non-standard Mandarin on the stage, and he was reluctant to stop, as well as the grade director, excellent teachers, and student representatives... One by one, they took turns to speak, and they never got tired of it.

The auditorium was originally an almost airtight space, with only a few small windows on the walls on both sides, no air conditioning, only a snoring fan hanging high above the head, despite the fan, the auditorium was full of people, thousands of people gathered together, all of them were so hot that almost all of them were sweaty clothes, clothes were close to the back, fragrant, smelly, exhaled carbon dioxide gas, and all kinds of body odors mixed together, and the air was filled with all kinds of complex and intertwined smells.

Fang Ruo didn't bring a kettle with her in the morning because she came out in a hurry, and she had been sitting here for more than an hour in a meeting, and now she only felt that her throat was burning and aching, and her lips were dry and chapped like a dead skin, as if she had no sense. She is not familiar with the classmates around her, and it is difficult to find others to borrow water to drink, plus everyone is hot and irritable, and the water is almost drunk, and there is no one who can lend her.

She looked at the leader who was immersed in the stage and spoke, and there were bursts of panicked high-decibel sounds from the stereo in her ears, and she prayed in her heart that the meeting would end quickly, so that she could immediately rush to the commissary to buy water to drink, and she even thought about what speed to rush out at a while, and she forgot about what was decent and reserved.

Thinking about it, when victory was in sight, she suddenly felt that her eyes were dark, her body was soft and uncontrollable, and then she had no intuition.

Then there were screams, exclamations, cries for help...