Xin Rui raised her arm and walked around Zhong Yi's back, struggling to close the half-open window, her finger bones flushing as she retracted her hand.

The cold wind stopped abruptly and blocked the corridor, but it poured cold air into the classroom while the front classroom door was closed, leaving only a gap.

Everyone bowed their heads and reviewed carefully, and made up the homework, and they all had a tacit understanding not to make a little noise, but their minds were not on it at all.

The head teacher only came twice before and after the class, and he never came back since. I heard a student say that the head teacher was called to a meeting by the teaching director, and he will not come back to check the class in a short time, which means that today's evening self-study can end early.

Zhong Yi half-supported his head, holding a pencil in his right hand and moving gently on the math book, but his mind was not on it at all.

Looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, a quarter past seven. Han Cheng patted his chest and promised to leave a place for her, and now she is studying in the classroom, I don't know what he will feel in his heart.

"Tomorrow there will be a parent-teacher conference." Xin Rui lay on the desk, faced Zhong Yi lazily and said, "Are you ready to show your half-semester report card to Aunt Zhong?" ”

The hand holding the pencil paused slightly, the transcript of half a semester...... She really didn't think it would come in handy one day.

"Is there a correlation between parent-teacher conferences and report cards?" Willing to ask rhetorically.

"What do you say?" Xin Rui blinked, her eyes unnaturally revealing a deep uneasiness about her favorite IQ. "The head teacher is a student who pays great attention to the performance of his students, and all the students who fail the exam every time are not invited to the office for a free ideological and moral class."

Zhong Yi touched his chin, thinking to himself that she didn't!

"We're afraid we're going to be lucky for this parent-teacher conference, after all, the report card is there, so be mentally prepared in advance." Xin Rui raised her hand and patted Zhong Yi on the shoulder and sighed. Reluctantly, he picked up the English book and put it in front of his eyes, silently reciting the words.

Everything points to disaster? This word only appeared in the period from primary school to the first grade of junior high school, and every time there was a parent-teacher meeting in elementary school, the teacher would make a small report to Zhong's mother, and the content was nothing more than that Zhongyi's temperament in school was too stubborn to control.

When I was in junior high school, the teachers held parent-teacher conferences throughout the first grade, and finally changed the reason, after all, at that time, the temperament of Zhong was a little more restrained, but he couldn't escape the fate of being destroyed by grades.

The words that gradually faded out of my mind, only because I had the first parent-teacher conference in my first year of high school, and I was mentioned again.

No matter how much people have a glorious history, they still can't escape the fear and nightmare of being dominated by grades, and finally end up in the hands of the parent-teacher association.

Zhong Yi took the English book that Xin Rui put in front of him, put it upside down on the desk, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "If you want to read a book, you have to read it straight, don't you know that reading it like this will ruin your eyes!" Or do you want to become a squint?! ”

Xin Rui pursed her lips and smiled, changed to another comfortable way of lying down, and decided to do nothing for the rest of the time, just quietly waiting for the end of the evening self-study.

The female student in the third row in the middle stood up and left her seat, ran to the podium mysteriously, put the tape in her hand into the tape recorder, flicked the switch, and then turned back and ran back to her seat, waiting for the song to play.

Jay Chou's song flowed out slowly, especially loud in the quiet classroom, which immediately attracted the attention of many students, who put down the pen in their hands and listened carefully to Jay Chou's singing.

"Aren't you afraid of attracting the head teacher?" A boy pushed the heavy glasses on the bridge of his nose and said.

"What are you afraid of, you just need music to relax at this time."

"Aren't you tired of reading so many formulas and words? I'm buzzing all the English listening questions in my head right now, so when I relax and listen to music, I feel much refreshed. The boy patted his tablemate on the shoulder and signaled that he didn't have to worry and enjoyed the music before the end of the evening self-study.

Qiao Yu returned to the classroom from outside, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he heard a burst of music flowing into his ears, the tune was very familiar, and he glanced at the tape recorder on the lectern, and it was generally clear.

"Do you listen to music in the self-study class? Whoever put it, stand up for me! Qiao Yu suddenly turned his face, picked up the triangular ruler on the lectern and knocked on the blackboard, looking at the classmates sitting below.

Everyone didn't take Qiao Yu's words seriously, they were used to laughing and playing with him, and they knew that Qiao Yu never held the squad leader's shelf. Someone quipped: "Squad leader, it's me." ”

"Punish you to listen to Jay Chou's songs a hundred times, and write the lyrics silently twenty times and hand them in." Qiao Yu put down the triangular ruler in his hand and walked off the podium. Before returning to his seat, he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Qi, and said, "Jiang Qi, I am serious about this, if I can't see the lyrics you wrote silently on the desk tomorrow, you just wait to be mentally prepared." ”

Everyone couldn't help but laugh a few times, secretly saying that Qiao Yu's trick was really ruthless!

…………

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a parent-teacher conference, and the rest of the classes will be completed as early as morning and noon, although it takes up the students' spare time, it does not affect the curriculum much.

After taking two math classes in a row, the whole person was in a state of fugue, and in the afternoon, two classes were attended to English and chemistry, and the brain filled with mathematical formulas for a while was a little indigestible, so she could only desperately write down the key points in the notebook, so as not to be spot-checked and memorized in the future, and she forgot the words and formulas.

Xin Rui handed the yogurt in her hand to Zhong Yi, and looked at the figures jumping and running back and forth on the basketball court, and suddenly there was a burst of cheers from the boys in her ears.

"Are Aunt Zhong and Uncle Zhong coming?"

Zhong Yi took the yogurt, inserted the straw into the yogurt bottle, took a sip and said, "Ms. Zhong is enough for one person, here is my father's ......"

"That's good. It's like my family, even if you are in junior high school, you can not be absent from the parent meeting in high school. Xin Rui still maintained the same posture and did not move, as if talking about someone else's parents.

Zhong Yi was silent for a moment, and the long hair that was blown by the wind was directly attached to his eyes, obstructing his vision and it was very uncomfortable, but he could still vaguely see the basketball court, and Qiao Yu was slamming the dunk in his most handsome posture.

The sound that drifted into the eardrums along the wind, in addition to the girl's exclamation, there was also a very light but indescribable emotion enveloped in it.

"Zhongyi, I've always envied you."

Everyone has an emotional side, and even if she hides this emotion in a heartless smile, the sense of loss in her heart expands and spreads throughout her body.

When Zhong Yi recalls the bits and pieces with Xin Rui, he will say that Xin Rui is a very good girl, and I like her very much. But there will be a note at the end: She is like a difficult book to read, and when you think you know her, she will torture you in a different way.

is such a girl who pretends to have something in her heart, but Xu Huaisheng guessed the secret contained in her eyes by mistake, although she was skeptical, she still had to praise Xu Huaisheng for being able to see people so thoroughly.

When Zhong's mother sent a text message, Zhong Yizheng was at a loss how to help Xin Rui solve problems, both belong to the era of adolescence, and it is easy to have forks.

In the end, Zhong Yi came to a conclusion: it's all adolescence at work!

"If you have something to do, go and get busy, I'll go back when I see them play." Xin Rui saw that Zhong Yi had just looked down at her phone, looking anxious but sitting here with her.

"It's not a big deal, you're in a bad mood right now, of course I have the obligation and reason to stay with you." Zhong Yi smiled, read the text message sent by Zhong's mother to Xin Rui, and at the end, he said helplessly: "An Shu is now her own son, I picked it up!" ”

"Not necessarily, at most you were sent by the staff of the business hall when charging the phone bill." Xin Rui added fuel to the fire.

“………”

After chatting with Xin Rui for a while, Zhong Yi stood up and patted the grass clippings on his pants, and there were bursts of cheers and shouts in his ears.

The opposite court is playing hot, and there are many high school girls gathered around the court, all of whom are looking nymphomaniac, their eyes are clearer than the current SLR camera focus, staring at the figure running back and forth on the court all the time.

Zhongyi's gaze was withdrawn from the group of female spectators, and his hands were put in his pockets. "I'm going to pick up An Shu."

"Well, go ahead. Don't forget that Yu Chuan and they will have a basketball game in the future, and I heard that they are playing against the seniors of the senior basketball club in the third year of high school, which must be very interesting! Xin Rui squinted her eyes slightly, and the corners of her lips hooked up in a just right arc, lazy like a cat.

"Is there still a place for us to get there?" Thanks to their parent-teacher conference today, they would have missed a basketball matchup.

"Lu Ming helped us leave a vacant seat, and our vision was also broad, so we didn't have to worry about being blocked by the senior sisters holding banners in the second and third years of high school."

"I see." After Zhong Yi finished speaking, he turned around and left the playground, running all the way in the direction of the teaching building until he ran to the back wall of the teaching building and stopped.

Zhongyi looked up at the two-meter-high wall, jumped on the spot a few times, and could only look at the wall level, and it was difficult for her to go up. After all, when she was a child and Lu Yuchuan did "bad" things together, she was proficient in climbing trees on the wall, although she was often caught and scolded by Zhong's mother.

Zhong Yi felt that if it weren't for Zhong Mu who strangled her gymnastics talent in the cradle, she might have become a qualified gymnast.

Instead of being a thief in it, he climbed the wall and climbed into the junior high school playground in the school uniform of the third middle school.

Prefer to go up the wall neatly, squatting on the wall and looking left and right to find a suitable foothold, her legs can't help but be weak, if someone sees it, her image of a good student has always been shattered.

If it weren't for convenience, how could she climb over the wall from here to enter the junior high school, instead of walking out of the school gate in a bright light!

Shortcuts kill people! Zhong Yi sighed in his heart, jumped down after finding the right point, and landed steadily.

Running through the playground of the junior high school to the floor where the first year of junior high school is located, Zhong Yi appeared at the door of the classroom of the first class of the first year of junior high school with a slight gasp, and after stepping into the classroom and looking around, there were several junior high school students sitting scattered, all with a face of "Who is this person looking for?" The expression looked at Zhongyi.