Finally, the bell rang for the end of class, Yin Qiuran lay on the table in a daze, and the noise in the class that had finally been quiet for a while exploded at this moment.

"It turns out that the new classmate is her!"

"It's all in our class!"

"Not really! I think the crazy two girls look good at the same table. ”

"Jing Bai looks a little better......"

Where people are, they will inevitably discuss right and wrong, and they will inevitably compare good-looking people or things.

For a while, Yin Qiuran and Feng Qingyan inadvertently became the protagonists of public opinion, and Jing Bai heard someone say that he was close-looking, and his eyebrows were unconsciously dyed with a little smile, which added a little touching.

Yin Qiuran closed his eyes and didn't listen to the noisy voices in his ears.

Teacher Liu uses dialects in his lectures, so if all the classes speak dialects, it won't be depressed to death!

Thinking like this, she felt even more depressed, although Feng Qingyan was switching Mandarin for herself in every class, but ...... It's not good to always trouble her.

Jingle Bell ......

The class bell rang, interrupting Yin Qiuran's train of thought, and she hurriedly adjusted her mentality and prepared to attend class seriously.

The teacher walked into the classroom, and Yin Qiuran knew that it was over, and it would take him a long time to get used to it.

Without exception, on the first day of the new semester, all teachers emphasized the rules of their own classes.

At noon, Ren Yin Qiuran had a headache, how noisy the classmates in Ren's class were, as soon as the class bell rang, it was time for lunch, and the students in the class were like wild horses, running out, and the teacher didn't say that the class was over, and when the bell rang, he picked up the textbook and lesson plan and followed the students out, lest he delay his time.

Yin Qiuran, who was in a daze and at a loss, was pulled away by Feng Qingyan, and when she came back to her senses, they had already arrived at the dining hall.

Compared with the morning, the noisy cafeteria is getting more and more noisy, there are many students at each window, and there is no queue at all, the oily rice stains on the table, the disposable tableware after eating is placed at will, and the students on the seats are standing and squatting, which is disorderly and chaotic.

Yin Qiuran and the three of them found a stool, broke the three-person seat, and after tidying up, they put things on and occupied the seats.

At noon, the students only cared about whether they had bought food, and did not pay attention to the people around them, so it was even more crowded, Yin Qiuran and the three of them chose what they wanted to eat, and followed the crowded crowd, the three who were already thin and small, looked even thinner in the crowded crowd, Yin Qiuran reluctantly followed the crowded students.

She didn't understand why it would be like this after a meal, she had lunch at the High School Attached to A University before, and her classmates were very polite and lined up to eat, but now, ...... She couldn't help but have a flash of disgust in her eyes, and Yin Qiuran sighed, thinking that the environment should be different.

It took a long time for the three of them to come out of the crowd, still holding the food in their hands, all the way back to their seats, their faces full of caution.

At the dinner table, the three of them tacitly did not speak, and quietly prepared to eat.

"What is this? The rice is not delicious, and so many people buy it! ”

Feng Qingyan only tasted it and complained with a face, but she couldn't do anything, Xingyin's meals were like this, and Feng Qingyan could only complain.

Qin Yue took two bites, as if she was used to it, and ate the meal in front of her expressionlessly.

And Yin Qiuran frowned as soon as he took the first bite into his mouth, endured the thought of wanting to spit it out, closed his eyes, and swallowed the food in his mouth hard.

I don't know why, the tears in Yin Qiuran's eyes suddenly gathered when she swallowed what was in her mouth, but she understood that the situation was like this now, she could only accept it, she was powerless to change, and tears could not solve any problems, they would only make herself more cowardly.

So she rolled her eyes, forced tears into her eyes, and continued to eat the food in front of her silently, but she ate very slowly.

Qin Yue and Feng Qingyan watched Yin Qiuran eating, although it was very slow, but the indescribable elegance of her gestures made the speed of the two of them eat unconsciously slowed down, looking at the way Yin Qiuran ate, they had a feeling that this meal was not so unpalatable.

But only Yin Qiuran herself knows that eating slowly is one aspect, and another aspect is that she wants to eat slowly and let her taste buds slowly adapt to the food here in Xingyin.

Xingyin's meals are very large, a meal for boys to eat, just full, girls after eating, it will be very supportive, very ordinary meals, the appearance is average, the taste is not very good, but it takes into account the taste of most people.

Yin Qiuran and the three of them ate more than half, so they didn't want to eat more.

After eating, the three of them entered the dormitory, only to feel the coolness, but when the three of them went to the sixth floor, the cement floor slab was exposed to the sun, and it was transmitted to the top floor of the sixth floor, which was even hotter.

As soon as they entered the door, the fan above their heads squeaked and turned, and all the dust on it shook off, and the dust fell all over the dormitory.

More than 20 minutes passed, and the three of them cleaned up the ashes and wiped the fan above their heads again before they went to bed to prepare for a lunch break.

Before the lunch break, Yin Qiuran plugged the mobile phone to the charger and plugged it into the socket, then pulled up the thin blanket and closed his eyes for a lunch break.

Feng Qingyan and Qin Yue also went to sleep separately after going to bed, and before Qin Yue went to bed, she didn't forget to set an alarm clock to wake up the three of them.

At 1:50 p.m., the class bell of Xingyin Middle School rang on time, and on the way from the student dormitory to the teaching building, there were many students walking into the classroom, although the pace was fast, but there was no urgency on the faces of each student.

Yin Qiuran didn't know what the class was like on the second and third days of high school, and he didn't know if the other classes were the same as his own class.

She felt that she had listened to the dialect and the discipline of the class for a day, only the teacher Ren Lai, who was in the second Chinese class in the afternoon, did not talk about discipline, but directly taught the class in Mandarin, which made Yin Qiuran's favor for the Chinese teacher instantly increase.

During the third class meeting, after Mr. Liu preached the things to pay attention to, he began to run for class cadres in the class.

But the students in the class were not interested, and few people were interested in this matter.

"Bang!"

Teacher Liu looked at the students in the class, as if he couldn't jump after a day's anger, picked up the book in front of him and slammed it on the table.

The students who were sitting in the back with a lack of interest saw the teacher lose his temper, and immediately sat upright with a look in his eyes and no longer staggered.

"Quiet, let's start selecting cadres now!"

Only then did the students in the class become more interested and active about it.

Mr. Liu has been watching Yin Qiuran and Feng Qingyan during the election campaign, hoping that they will participate in the election, and Mr. Liu is very optimistic about them.

But Yin Qiuran and Feng Qingyan were not interested in this matter, they just wanted to do their own things quietly and study seriously.

Teacher Liu saw that the two of them were not interested in the class cadres, and instantly felt that they had lost two very capable assistants, and the originally slightly excited heart was a little colder, and even the class election class cadres were a lot more casual.

Jing Bai wanted to be the first everywhere, and was very excited to hear about the election, but she had no popularity in class 10, and there were few people who elected her, so she originally wanted to be the class president, but in the end she fell into the position of English class representative.

But Jing Bai doesn't mind, she is now the assistant of the head teacher, so Jing Bai is more and more proud, and his eyes are inevitably three points higher.

After the class meeting and another self-study class, the afternoon class is over.

In the afternoon, Feng Qingyan and Qin Yue took Yin Qiuran to dinner, and when they arrived at the dining hall, Yin Qiuran sat on the seat and waited for them.

In the afternoon, the students' meal times are not as uniform as in the morning and noon, and there are not many people in the cafeteria.

"Aren't you going to eat dinner?"

Qin Yue came back after shopping, and saw that Yin Qiuran hadn't gone to buy food yet, so she asked her.

"Well, I won't eat it."

Generally, at home, the Yin family's parents and Yin Qiufeng will cook for Yin Qiuran, but for a while, the Yin family's parents were very busy, and Yin Qiufeng was going to take the college entrance examination at that time, and the Yin family at home did not have time to eat a good dinner, and Yin Qiuran's habit of not eating dinner was developed at that time.

When Yin Qiufeng's college entrance examination was over, it was too late for his parents to find out that his sister had this habit, Yin Qiuran had already developed the habit of skipping dinner, and since then, Yin Qiufeng's parents and Yin Qiufeng have one person rushing home every day to cook for her, and sometimes when the three of them don't have time, Yin Qiuran doesn't eat dinner.

Xingyin's food is not delicious, Yin Qiuran, who has a very mouthful mouth, is naturally not used to eating, eating breakfast and lunch, she can barely accept it, if she is allowed to eat all three meals, she really can't do it, so Yin Qiuran doesn't plan to eat dinner.

After a while, Feng Qingyan also returned to his seat, and seeing that Yin Qiuran didn't buy anything, after asking the reason, he ate dinner with Qin Yue.

Back in the dormitory, Yin Qiuran looked at his mobile phone plugged into the socket at noon, and found that instead of charging the mobile phone, it had its own power, and the * seat sucked it up.

This situation made Yin Qiuran cry and laugh, and found the power bank in the cabinet only to find that his power bank was out of power, Yin Qiuran had to ask Qin Yue for help.

"Qin Yue, do you know where to charge. My power bank is dead! ”

Qin Yue looked at her helplessly and said, "I don't know very well, my mobile phone has long been out of battery." ”

"I heard that there is a charging place on the second floor of the small opposite the boys' dormitory, you two can go and have a look, maybe there will be a charge!" Feng Qingyan thought for a moment to speak, and then quickly added.

"I heard that there seems to be a fee, so you should take a look first."

"Okay, got it!"

Yin Qiuran responded, took his power bank, and asked Qin Yue.

"Do you want to go along? What about light smoke for you? ”

"Good!"

Qin Yue also gave Yin Qiuran a big smile.

Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said, "Let's go, I'm fine anyway!" ”

After waiting for Qin Yue and Feng Qingyan to clean up, the three of them went to find a place to charge together.

Because it was the first time, the school did not let the mobile phone be seen by the teacher for fear of being seen, and took away their things, mobile phones are contraband in any school, of course, Xingyin is no exception, so the three of them cautiously came to the small second floor in front of the boys' dormitory.

On the second floor, there were two rooms with doors open, and as soon as the three of them entered the first room, they were greeted by a thick smell of smoke.

Yin's father and Yin Qiufeng never smoke, and the people Yin Qiuran usually comes into contact with do not have the habit of smoking, Yin Qiuran This is the first time he has smelled smoke, and it is such a strong smell of smoke.

Different from the smell of wet firewood in the canteen, it was very choking, and the smell of smoke penetrated into his nose, Yin Qiuran was choked and coughed a few times, and quickly covered his mouth and nose.

There were also a few boys in the room sitting on old couches, holding half-smoked cigarette butts in their hands.

Feng Qingyan frowned and covered her mouth and nose, but Qin Yue didn't seem to be choked, as if she was used to smelling such smoke.

Qin Yue saw Yin Qiuran covering her mouth and nose, glanced at her and whispered Miss Jiao, then turned her head and said in dialect, "Can you charge here?" ”

A middle-aged woman sat on the bed, looked at her mobile phone, and said without raising her head: "I don't have a socket here, it's all plugged in, go next door!" ”

The man's face was impatient, and he opened his mouth in dialect to drive people away, as if he had taken advantage of her once he recharged.

The three of them had no choice but to go next door.

The furnishings in the next room are very simple, there is only one aunt in the room, the aunt is the previous aunt in charge, she is very good, and the students affectionately call her the mother.

So after the three of them put the mobile phone power bank here, they made an appointment to pick it up, and after paying, they left and returned to the dormitory, and after a short break, the three of them went to the classroom for evening self-study.

I feel the same every day in Xingyin, I go back to the dormitory after class, dinner, and life, which is basically unchanged, and it is very regular.

But time always slips away inadvertently, but here time slows down unconsciously, but it also feels slowed down, and in a blink of an eye, it's Friday afternoon school time.

The students in the class were already excited as early as the afternoon class. There were three classes on Friday afternoon, and as soon as the bell rang for the last class, the students in the class rushed out, and the teacher didn't react.

After Yin Qiuran finished collecting his things, he found that there were very few classmates in the class, and after Feng Qingyan finished packing up his things and said hello to Yin Qiuran, he turned around and left with his schoolbag.

Yin Qiuran packed up his things and walked towards the school gate.