"Please come to the office with Yining, a student from the third and fourth classes of junior high school, Teacher Wu Qiong is looking for you for something." A slightly noisy sound came from the gray horn, and it was clear that the busyness of the start of the new semester had come to the door. As a re-elected squad leader, Yi Ning is duty-bound.

"Yining, I'll give you a task today, you can arrange for the students to clean up, and I'll go to get books and distribute books later, and I'll come to the classroom in the third class." Teacher Wu said to Yining in a slightly soothing tone. "Go ahead, I'm sure you'll get it done." Waving his hand to signal Yining to retreat.

The office is not big, only more than thirty square meters, there are six chairs in it, and there are six teachers. Books, workbooks, pen holders... This minimalist configuration is just right, and the only thing that stands out is the ashtray that Mr. Deng broke down. If you want to say how this cylinder mouth is broken, this is of course related to Teacher Wu Qiong.

Teacher Deng Chuan is an old smoker, he is uncomfortable when he doesn't smoke for a day, when Teacher Wu Qiong has not yet arrived at the second middle school, the office is always full of smoke, and other teachers are used to it, and the reasons are needless to say. It's just that Mr. Wu doesn't like the smell of smoke very much, so he used the radio to report to the teachers and students of the school on the first day, and Mr. Deng didn't get angry, but just took a cigarette gun and found a secluded place to continue his life. Mr. Wu found him for an exchange, but I don't know what kind of agreement was reached, and then Mr. Deng's ashtray was missing.

Yining felt the change in the atmosphere of the office, the previous office was scaryly quiet, full of a solemn horror, silence is the label here, the students who went in were like falling into an ice hole, and now the office is no longer that heavy, clean and full of vitality, this must be the change brought by Teacher Wu Qiong.

Teacher Wu Qiong is the only female teacher in No. 2 Middle School, and her temper is not very gentle, and she behaves stricter than other teachers in front of her classmates. She is not very old, she should be a junior teacher who has not worked for a few terms, she always shows a calculating appearance in front of people, in fact, where is she a mean person? She's just loving and responsible. As the student whose heart is closest to her, Yining can deeply feel the heart of her fists.

Yining left the office and walked to the podium of the class. He didn't speak, picked up a rag and dipped it in the bucket of water and began to wash the blackboard, the blackboard was stone, and it became black and bright in a few minutes, he picked up the pen and wrote on the blackboard Teacher Wu Qiong's task arrangement: one or two classes, cleaning.

The audience was already quiet, as if waiting for Yining's arrangement. "This time we are a class action, everyone should cheer up, the first day of the new semester should have a good appearance, then the first and second groups clean the classroom, the third or fourth group goes to the public area, and the fifth or sixth group goes with me to shovel the weeds in the playground." Yining led all the way to the logistics office to get farm tools and began to divide labor.

The weather in July and August is perfect for the growth of weeds, with plenty of sunshine and rain to give them the best nutrition, and the unattended school playground during the summer vacation has become a paradise for them, so the weeds grow up to knees high and form a small lawn. The roots of weeds are very tough and cannot be easily eradicated, but fortunately, the students are natural children and know how to solve them.

The sun is not scorching, the hottest dog days have passed, and now the cool autumn breeze has made the students who shovel grass feel less bored. Yining stood on his hoe and looked at the third floor, and saw three or two people struggling to wipe the glass against the edge of the window, and they struggled to extend their bodies to the corner where the dirt was hidden. Yining is not worried about what danger will happen to them, such a thing is common, even if it is a tall tree in the mountain forest with branches and vines, they have already conquered, they have long been known by Yining.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" A low electric bell rang, Yining began to greet the students to return, and after saying hello to Uncle Wang from the logistics office and returning the tools, he slowly returned to the classroom alone.

The green outside the window has disappeared, leaving only the soft dirt that has been turned out, and Uncle Wang patrols the playground, pulling the bucket truck to carry them away. As for the whereabouts of these grasses that have not completely disappeared, Yining has no way of knowing, and feeding the fish or burning them for ashes is a good destination.

Turning his gaze back to the classroom, Yining suddenly found that there had been some changes, the iron encouragement above the blackboard was changed to "study diligently, think hard, accumulate deep and profitable", and on the wall by the window, it was replaced by an ancient poem "Time should be encouraged, time does not treat others", and the biggest change was indeed a new and different desk vacated in the middle of the podium, Yining guessed that there would be new classmates coming, and he thought about how to let him quickly integrate into the unfamiliar learning environment.

The bell rang again, and the third class began. There was the thunder of tables and stools in the whole building, and the sound downstairs was particularly violent, it was the second year of junior high school, the most noisy existence in the whole school.

A minute later, there was a sound of shoes coming from far and near.

"Knock knock..."

Yining's heart didn't beat too violently, but the other classmates weren't necessarily calm, Yining saw the frightened face of Sun Fatzi sitting in front of him, and secretly prayed for him. The students all knew that Mr. Wu was on the way, because they were all too familiar with such footsteps, and they waited with bated breath, as if they were about to face a big test in their lives.

Teacher Wu entered from the side of the door with her face up, her low white boots made a louder thump, she was not fat, on the contrary, she was very slender. Without a moment's pause or glancing, she stepped straight onto the podium, and put the brown and yellow notebook in her hand away, emitting a terrifying magnetic field.

He immediately spoke: "From today onwards, I will be the head teacher of your class, and you should all know who I am, so you all have to be obedient and study hard, as my students, you can't be without interest!" ”

"I know the situation of each of you very well, so don't prevaricate me with some so-called reasons, everyone should work hard and plan for their own future, I don't have the ability to make you reborn, everything depends on your own efforts to change, the road is walked by people themselves, I am just a sign on your road, but if you don't work hard here, just roll me to another class to harm them, I don't have such students here. Did you hear that? ”

"I hear you."

"Did you hear me clearly?"

"Got it!!"

"Okay, I'll order five students to get the textbook." She opened the roster and read "Huang Manquan, Ye Xiaoxian, Liang Jingshu, Guo Yuheng, Tang Yining." Yining put down the pen, closed the booklet and followed the others. The moment he went out of the door, he looked back at the situation in the classroom, and as expected, Sun Fatzi was crying with a sad face and a flying pen, and the classroom resumed noisy, and the familiar classmates he hadn't seen for a long time began to share anecdotes about the time when he hadn't seen him again. Teacher Wu didn't interfere with their conversation, and kept walking, and soon arrived at the book storage room.

There were many fewer books in the storage room, only a few pieces of yellow paper and green tape that had not yet been opened, and Yining counted in the chaos, bringing his share of the task to the classroom. There were not many books, only forty-three, and he had counted even the ones of the new classmates he had never met, and he suddenly wanted to tell the others to ask for the most of them, but he found that his classmates had long since disappeared, so he had to grab the whole book with one hand, and pick up the rest of the books with the other hand and walk to the classroom.

Yining sent the book to the first student in each column and asked them to pass it on, which is a conventional method of distributing books, which allows each student to participate, and those who sit at the end are not worried about the lack of books, they are the ones who are most looking forward to the new book.

Yining found Teacher Wu and asked, "Teacher Wu, is there a new student in our class, I counted forty-three books when I was counting books just now." Teacher Wu: "I'm going to have a new classmate, but you don't need most of them, I've prepared them for her, you can put more books in my cabinet." Yining took the book and returned to his place and began to read it.

Some people like to read history, some people love literature, and some people like to read amazing things in art albums. In short, students who are in front of new things will become good children in the eyes of teachers at this moment.

A burst of autumn coolness, a fine fragrance came from the wind, it was the breath of the laurel tree in the back garden, the rustling sound hit the glass window, and a pine broom also made up a lively scene. Sun Fatzi is still working hard, his page turning has not stopped, Yining can't help but worry about him, if he fails to have good luck, what kind of punishment will he receive? I had to continue to pray for him.

"Smack!" "Students, there will be a new classmate in our class today, I think everyone already knows about it, so let's welcome her with warm applause." ”

Everyone looked out the door, only to see a girl in a long white dress walking in with shyness, and Teacher Wu took her hand and led her to the podium.

"Now, let the new classmates introduce themselves to you, come, Gu Fang, don't be afraid..."

Gu Fang seemed a little hesitant, but finally mustered up his courage and raised his head to look at the whole class.

"My name is Gu Fang, Gu of Gu Cheng, fragrant Fang, I am a little introverted, I hope you don't dislike me, I like to make friends with people, thank you." After Gu Fang finished speaking, she walked to her position and continued her silence, why did she find out her location so quickly? Just because it's hers, it's only her unique place.

Yining didn't look closely at Gu Fang's face, her long black and shiny hair obscured all her facial expressions. It's just that he can hear the weak voice, which gives him a feeling of trying to protect her, which may be a sense of responsibility, but he knows very well in his heart: this is the person he will protect for the rest of his life.

Just because he saw the bracelet on Gu Fang's wrist, the bracelet that only had a story, the one that was only printed on an indispensable part of his life.