Xiao Zhenghong slept peacefully tonight, and he had a dream. Mozi Pavilion

In the dream, I was sixteen years old······

Just entered the first year of high school, on the first day of school, Xiao Zhenghong slept in the seat in the corner of the last row.

It is a good place to block out the light, and it will not be uncomfortable because of the sun for a long time.

As a person who was directly promoted from Hanchuan No. 1 Middle School, Xiao Zhenghong still has a certain reputation in this school. It's just notoriously difficult to get along with.

Xiao Zhenghong, who was catching up on sleep because he stayed up late, suddenly felt that something seemed to be on his head.

He woke up from his sleep in an instant, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

It's cold to the touch, and it's soft and comfortable. It's a boneless hand.

Xiao Zhenghong raised his head with an unkind face, wanting to see which one of the blind people dared to disturb his sleep.

In front of me was a girl in a white school uniform, but her height was a little unqualified. The white face was smiling. The hair, which is not short or long, is tied into a small ball.

"You are ······" Xiao Zhenghong looked at this familiar face, overlapping with another image in his mind.

"See you again." Yu Yuanzhi greeted with a smile.

"Hmm." Xiao Zhenghong responded expressionlessly.

"Won't you laugh at one? It feels like you hate me. Yu Yuanzhi said a little angrily.

"It's almost the same if you let him put on some other expressions, laugh, Brother Hong will get the most a wicked smile." Liu Shiyu walked over.

"That's not going to work. Laughing boys are not too lucky. You have to smile more. Yu Yuanzhi said.

Xiao Zhenghong tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

Yu Yuanzhi's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat. She fixed the young man's charming smile in her heart.

"Isn't that good?" Yu Yuanzhi said, "But can you let go of my hand?" ”

Xiao Zhenghong realized that he was still holding someone's hand. He hurriedly let go, but the touch on his hand lingered.

Yu Yuanzhi retracted her hand and rubbed it on the corner of her clothes, but the temperature of Xiao Zhenghong's palm seemed to remain on it.

"Brother Hong, there is something, the first time we meet, I send people home, and the second time I meet, I hold a small hand. How many times have you accelerated it? Isn't it going to be ······ next time?" Liu Shiyu whispered in Xiao Zhenghong's ear.

Xiao Zhenghong raised his hand and punched him, which made his eyes glow, and a red mark on his face faded for a long time.

"Well, the junior high school is not here." Xiao Zhenghong said to Yu Yuanzhi.

"I'm a high school student, a high school student! I'm in the same class as you now. Yu Yuanzhi glared at him in shame.

"Really?" Xiao Zhenghong glanced at her suspiciously.

"I told you last time, although I am a year younger than you, I am on the same level as you." Yu Yuanzhi puffed out her cheeks.

"Oh." Xiao Zhenghong nodded.

"It's time for class. I'll go back first. Yu Yuanzhi said and ran away.

"What's the matter with you? If I'm not mistaken, you don't seem to be in this class, right? Xiao Zhenghong turned his head to look at Liu Shiyu.

"Nothing, just passing through. Don't care, I'm just a soy sauce guy. Liu Shiyu rubbed his nose and said.

Xiao Zhenghong glanced at him coldly.

"I'll go." Liu Shiyu raised his hands and ran out.

Xiao Zhenghong's eyes swept around the classroom and saw the girl in the front row. Yu Yuanzhi sat by the door, while Xiao Zhenghong was by the window. These are the two most distant locations in the classroom.

"Yu Yuanzhi, is it?" Xiao Zhenghong's voice was inaudible.

The preparatory bell rang, and Xiao Zhenghong fell to sleep again.

Who knows, Yu Yuanzhi is stretching her neck to see what Xiao Zhenghong is doing.

It stands to reason that Xiao Zhenghong's height, she should be able to see it easily. But in fact, the field of vision is full of other people's heads.

Yu Yuanzhi still wanted to stand up and watch, but the teacher had already walked in.

"Stand up." With the voice of unknown people, everyone stood up and said hello.

The teacher swept around and nodded, "Hello students, please take a seat." ”

Freshmen in normal schools should introduce themselves in the first class on the first day of admission, and the same is true for Hanchuan No. 1 Middle School.

What's more, when the school first started, it was a three-day on-campus training, and there were no courses.

The teacher wrote his name on the blackboard, introduced himself, and then glanced around again, and his eyes fell on the sleeping man in the far corner.

"That classmate, please don't sleep yet." The teacher's tone was not too harsh.

Everyone's eyes brushed towards Xiao Zhenghong. Xiao Zhenghong was unmoved.

The boy sitting in front of him turned around and pushed Xiao Zhenghong.

It was too late for the people next to him to stop it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhenghong suddenly clasped the boy's hand and exerted his wrist.

The boy was in pain and hurriedly shrank back.

In the silence, Xiao Zhenghong raised his head and looked around blankly.

"Xiao Zhenghong?" The teacher shouted in surprise. Then his gaze fell on the list in front of him, and the name at the top was not Xiao Zhenghong.

He suddenly felt his head grow. There are a few people in this school who don't know Xiao Zhenghong, and he was a thorn in the pan when he was in junior high school, but his grades were impeccable. He just got the list, and before he had time to look at it, he didn't know that Xiao Zhenghong was also in his class.

"Didn't you say he went to the provincial capital to read? Why are you still here? There was a whisper in the classroom.

"Teacher, is there something wrong?" Xiao Zhenghong looked at the teacher on the podium expressionlessly.

"Let's introduce yourself." The teacher said.

"Oh." Xiao Zhenghong stood up, still expressionless, "My name is Xiao Zhenghong." ”

Then sit down. The whole process takes less than ten seconds.

"Can you elaborate on that?" The corners of the teacher's mouth twitched slightly. If everyone is like him, is there still a need for self-introduction in this class?

Xiao Zhenghong stood up again, "Xiao is a grass word and then a Su, Zheng is a double next to a Zheng, Hong is three points of water, a worker and a bird." ”

Then he sat down again, looked at the teacher with his eyes, and seemed to say, "I'm always detailed enough, right?" ”

This is here to dismantle the stage, right? What kind of sense of déjà vu is this kind of teaching elementary school students to write? Yu Yuanzhi was also shocked by him.

She only had the first impression of Xiao Zhenghong and felt that he was a very good person. And never really understood what kind of person he was, what he liked, what his personality was.

The classroom fell into an eerie silence again.

There was a burst of laughter from the next class.

Where is my face going when this gets out? Look at the effect of the first lesson of someone's class, and then look at me. The teacher was helpless, so he could only ask the people below to actively stand up and introduce themselves.

Xiao Zhenghong dragged his cheeks and looked out the window, not showing the slightest interest in what was happening in the classroom.

What are you looking at? Yu Yuanzhi looked at him with some curiosity in her heart.