An Yueming's seventh class of high school is a key class, and when he was admitted to high school in junior high school, he was admitted with the seventeenth place in the county. This class is slightly different from the first and sixth classes of the same key class next door, in addition to its own outstanding students, this class also concentrates on major related households, such as the children of the vice principal of the third middle school, the children of the chairman of the county sports committee, and the children of teachers of major junior and senior high schools gathered together.

Unlike when I was in junior high school, the teacher didn't let everyone introduce themselves one by one on the first day of school, and started to lecture directly, but in fact, most of the students in the class knew each other, and they all came from the previous first junior high school, maybe the classes were different. An Yueming and Chen Yichen became the same table.

Chen Yichen and An Yueming are about the same height, about one meter seven, and they are also very dark, which is not the same as An Yueming's black, An Yueming is obviously tanned, his face is so black that he is reflective, and if he doesn't swim, he will come back with white day by day. Chen Yichen is the kind of matte black, which looks like he was born. Chen Yichen usually doesn't talk much, a bit like the boys in idol dramas, cool and very cold, different from An Yueming's neat short hair, his bangs are almost covering his eyes, which also provokes many boys to imitate, you must know that in middle school, this kind of boy who can fly with bangs is a benchmark for the trend, so naturally, Chen Yichen also has a lot of little fans.

In the evening, the weather was cool, neither hot nor cold, the sun had just set, and the sky was only a faint flush. An Yueming, Chen Yichen, and Zhu Yongjia, who was sitting in front of them, went back together. Since it was Friday and tomorrow was the weekend, everyone was in a very comfortable mood, and with such good weather, they walked very slowly. As the family was about to cross the moat, the three of them sat down on a stone bench on the edge of the riverbank.

"I'm going to buy some drinks." Zhu Yongjia threw his schoolbag on the stone bench and ran to the store in the distance.

"No, no, no, no thirst, thank you." An Yueming got up and grabbed him.

"I don't need to, I'm not thirsty." Chen Yichen also said together.

"You're not thirsty, I'm thirsty!" Zhu Yongjia broke free of An Yueming with a smile and ran towards the commissary again.

"Eh, wait a minute, I'll give you the money."

An Yueming took out a five-yuan sheet from the inside pocket of her schoolbag and handed it over.

"No, what I have is money!" Zhu Yongjia turned around and waved his hand in reply.

"Damn! So crazy! Then I want the most expensive, not the most expensive! ”

"No problem, Lao An! What do you want in Yichen! ”

"Assam milk tea."

"Good!" Saying that, Zhu Yongjia turned around and ran away.

An Yueming and Chen Yichen are the kind who don't talk much, but the two of them won't be embarrassed at all when they sit, although they are not very good friends, they have known each other for so long.

For An Yueming, Yichen has always been the "Oba" in the mouth of the little girls in the class, a cold male god, and has always led the class trend because of his decent dress and hairstyle. Although An Yueming doesn't learn how to dress, it is actually because the clothes are bought by his mother, and he has no income, he understands very well that what he eats and wears is given by his parents, so he is never picky, and he wears whatever the family gives. But that doesn't mean he won't be envious. I remember that at that time, the county opened Jay Chou's endorsement for the first time, and Yichen came to school the next day wearing a short sleeve with a big Jay pattern on it, attracting the onlookers of the whole class. No matter what An Yueming says, after all, he is only a teenager, he will be sad, he will be sad, and he will be envious when he sees what others have, but every time he thinks of his parents' hard work, he can quickly calm down his mood.

And Chen Yichen looks at An Yueming, more like a big brother, more precisely, he should be an idol. An Yueming is a god-like existence to him, he has never been jealous or envious, he is in awe, he has long decided that he can't catch up. Chen Yichen's sports are also good, he was also the first sprinter in the class when he was in elementary school, and he played basketball well, until he met An Yueming in junior high school, and he understood what it means to be someone else. An Yueming is in a state of crushing herself in all aspects, and what is even more terrifying is that this person is still studying so well.

But An Yueming is not like Chen Yichen, every day there are little girls running behind and passing him small notes. He always felt that many people were very good to him, and often secretly looked at him, but no one spoke to him, and it was many years before a female classmate told him the truth.

The two of them sat on stone benches and looked at the wind blowing by the river.

"Yichen, let your dad transfer to No. 1 Middle School, we have someone to cover us." An Yueming casually made a joke.

"Forget it, he's very lazy, and now he's the head of the security section, drinking tea and playing minesweeper in the office every day." Yichen looked disgusted.

"Dude, I'm back!"

Zhu Yongjia ran back out of breath, and he said that this "buddy" is not the same as what we say normally. Usually northerners use this word a lot, and they say "buddy!" "It must have a childish sound. Zhu Yongjia didn't, just two words: "Brother!" Guys! It sounds particularly hilarious.

"Ouch, hard work, Boss Zhu hard work." An Yueming smiled and stood up to help him carry the bag.

Zhu Yongjia took out a bottle of Assam milk tea from it and handed it to Chen Yichen, and took out a bottle of Red Bull to An Yueming.

"Boss atmosphere!"

An Yueming took the drink and said with a smile. Chen Yichen also expressed his gratitude. Zhu Yongjia took out a bottle of Coke and drank it.

"Chen~Yi~Chen~, hahaha caught you!" A loud and high-pitched female voice dragged the elder from behind, An Yueming thought to herself, how happy this is, giggling with laughter, do you like Yichen so much. The three of them turned around and saw a girl running over with her little short legs about fifty meters away.

"It's over, it's over, this crazy woman is here."

Zhu Yongjia hiccuped and pretended to be frightened.

"Is this person's name Liu Jinghan?" An Yueming looked at the figure running in the distance and asked lightly.

"Yes, the previous four shifts, downstairs in us."

"Oh! Then I get it. ”

When I was in junior high school, I liked Chen Yichen not only the girls in the class, but also many in other classes. This Liu Jinghan is one of them. It is said that she didn't know where to get Chen Yichen's photos, and she looked at them in the pencil case every day, and said while watching, "Wow, so handsome, oh, so handsome." She also went home to find her mother, saying that she had fallen in love with this boy and wanted to marry him, and asked her mother to help her propose, which made her mother angry half to death, and she was beaten up at home. A little girl is beaten every day but never gives up, and it seems that falling in love is more important in her world than studying.

As she was talking, Liu Jinghan ran to her in a hurry, seeing that she seemed to be about to say something, her smile suddenly stopped, her expression stopped in place in horror, staring at An Yueming intently, her eyes were full of fear, and An Yueming was confused, do I have anything on my face? Liu Jinghan then gently hid behind Chen Yichen and tugged on his sleeve, "Yichen, why are you with An Yueming again, he looks so fierce, so scary." Although it was quiet, but only a few of them were present, where they could not be heard, everyone heard it clearly. Instead of being angry, An Yueming felt that this girl was a little silly and cute. Several boys were amused by Liu Jinghan's words.

Liu Jinghan is the kind of girl who is easy to socialize, she talks non-stop, her expression is super rich, her eyes are big, and she is as big as a little Lori in anime. It is very appropriate to use anime to compare Liu Jinghan, flat bangs, hair straight over the shoulders, big eyes, small nose, small mouth, to be honest, the face is actually very good-looking, what is really criticized is the height of less than one meter six and the short and thick legs, especially the calves, which are almost comparable to boys.

"What are you three doing here, don't you go home, I'm done cleaning." Liu Jinghan asked weakly as she hid behind Chen Yichen.

"Let's go, go home." An Yueming said lightly.

As a result, these four people often appear on the riverside, commuting to and from school together, and they will make an appointment to go together if there is nothing special.

In fact, An Yueming can not go to this road, the other road is a little closer than the river except that it is a little dark at night, but he still walks with everyone every day.

Liu Jinghan is still very afraid of An Yueming, every time she walks together, she doesn't talk like she usually talks like a tiger and a wolf, every time she walks next to Chen Yichen, she has to sneak a look at An Yueming when she says something, and she dares to say it when she sees that he has no expression. An Yueming can't feel it, but she can't see through it, and she has long been used to it, and others are afraid that I am not a day or two.

Less than a week after the start of school, the teachers were not familiar with the students. This day is a Chinese class, and Teacher He Xiaohong still uses the old method to gradually become familiar with the students, that is, to interact with each other by name during class. Today's lesson is a poem by Chairman Mao "The Long March of Seven Laws".

"Okay, I'll order a classmate to read this poem to everyone, emmm... An Yueming, which classmate is it. ”

An Yue memorized the text in the preview early tomorrow, the book was not opened at all, sitting in the seat with her cheeks in her hand and drowsy, she was startled by the teacher's shout, and quickly stood up while looking at the pages of the Yichen book next to her. He Xiaohong's face was a little unsightly, but she didn't say much.

"Come, An Yueming, let's read this poem aloud to everyone."

"Okay." An Yueming replied lightly, then picked up the textbook and read, "The Red Army is not afraid of difficult expeditions..."

......

When An Yueming put down the book, the class was silent for about three or four seconds, and He Xiaohong also looked at An Yueming attentively. After a few seconds, the class burst into applause, and then the applause became more and more enthusiastic, and it went on and on.

I didn't listen to the class before, which really scared An Yueming, but it was not worth asking him to read aloud. He has long been familiar with the texts himself, and he knows clearly where it is light and where it is heavy, and where it needs to be paused. Coupled with his own thick, magnetic and penetrating voice, it completely swept away He Xiaohong's impression of him just now.

As soon as An Yueming sat down, Zhu Yongjia in front of him lowered his head and turned around, and said quietly, "Lao An, it's so awesome!" I really, tell the truth, I.. I thought you were the kind of sports student who didn't study, and I was stupid when you opened your mouth. ”

An Yueming smiled slightly.

Chen Yichen was not surprised at all on the side, he knew best what level An Yueming was, An Yueming was originally a representative of the language subject in the third year of junior high school, and he did a lot of things like reading aloud.

After school, as soon as the riverside foursome walked out of the school gate, Liu Jinghan spoke to An Yueming for the first time, "Handsome guy! How many phone numbers do you have! ”

"Huh?" All three boys expressed surprise at the same time. For Chen Yichen, if Liu Jinghan doesn't chase after her, she will breathe a sigh of relief, although she is quite cute, she really can't like it, her legs are too short.

"There are no phones." An Yueming looked at Liu Jinghan and replied lightly.

"You fart!" Liu Jinghan pouted and shouted, but as soon as she spoke, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, "Ah! I'm sorry, big brother, you won't be angry. ”

An Yueming was really made to cry and laugh by this chick, and shook her head while laughing and said, "No, no." ”

"That.. Can you give me the phone? ”

"Yes, but I don't."

"Huh? Don't you bring your phone? ”

"Yes, not as rich as you, princess."

This "princess" Liu Jinghan heard a hint of ridicule, and shrunk her head with a pout.

So these four people went to and from school every day, and Liu Jinghan followed An Yueming in a hurry, and she didn't dare to speak, just like a little daughter-in-law and followed honestly.