The miracle girl with a score of 592 didn't expect that the focus rate of tree cultivation that year was extremely low, and she was the only one in the class who was admitted to the provincial No. 1 middle school. On the contrary, the fifteenth middle school in the city was very lively, and Jing Fanhua and Lin Qingqing and their party successfully entered this school.

On the first day of high school career, it is difficult to erase in the hearts of many people, the French plane trees on the road, the light spots cast by the sun, and the elegant but fragrant smell of osmanthus flowers, even in the vague memory, are still irreplaceable.

At that time, there was a saying circulating in the student circle, saying: At the beginning of the school year, it must be no good thing.

Xia Xiaowu raised his head, and the sound of the horn on the campus penetrated the layers of shade to dissipate the residual heat of midsummer: "What you are listening to now is the campus radio station of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School, the provincial in September, the green shade is still there, and the dark fragrance flows." Whether you are an old student or a new student, please keep in mind the motto of Provincial No. 1 High School: Science, Democracy; Truth-seeking, innovation; Today we are proud of the province, tomorrow the province will be proud of us......"

"Hey!" After the short-haired girl behind her startled her, Xiao Yingying began to look at her.

"Are you—the second elementary school in Xincheng? I've seen you. The short-haired girl smiled beautifully, with crooked eyes, "By the way, what class are you in?" ”

Xia Xiaowu didn't come back to his senses, and raised four fingers in a daze, "Four ......"

The girl's eyes were round and full of joy, "I'm also a senior fourteen, it's too coincidental." Our class seems to be on the fifth floor......"

The short-haired girl's name is Susan, and her English name is Susan, and she is very impressed by this name. Speaking of Susan and Xia Xiaowu's acquaintance, it should be traced back to the award ceremony of a flag-raising ceremony in primary school, Xia Xiaowu remembered that it seemed to be the award ceremony of the Hope Cup English Competition, and she was, of course, not the award-winning classmate.

"The students who won the first prize in the Hope Cup Competition for the senior students in the district are: Susan in the first class of the sixth grade, Li Shu in the fifth class of the sixth grade; The students who won the second prize are: Zhang Xiaowei in the third class of the sixth year, Qu Tan in the third class of the sixth year, and Lu Haoze in the fifth class of the sixth year; The third prize is ......"

Lu Haoze stood on the edge and gave her a look carefully, "Xia Ya'an, the award certificate was given to the wrong ......" She looked down, only to find that the award certificate she handed to Lu Haoze was written with the name of "Susan".

I thought that I would be scolded by the old class, but they were stunned to take pictures with the wrong award certificate. This made Xia Xiaowu very guilty, and Susan came to her when she was over.

"Classmate, you gave it wrong, this is Lu Haoze's."

"I, I'll get you back right away."

Susan hurriedly shook her head and said, "It's okay, the teacher said, your flag team will stay for a while, I'll just go find him myself." "I didn't expect that in Provincial No. 1 Middle School, they could meet them, but they were familiar strangers.

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"Have you heard, this year's military training is held in our school, and we invite outside instructors to come. And military training in the morning, and make-up classes in the afternoon......"

Xia Xiaowu just stepped into the school gate and felt this suffocating feeling, "Military training also needs to make up classes?" ”

"It's not, after all, our province is the focus of the city, and the new principal is newly sent from the sixth middle school." Although the sixth middle school mentioned by Susan is not the focus of the city, it is also a well-known high school in the city.

The famous thing is that No. 6 Middle School is the strictest high school in the city, with a militarized management system all day, three exams a week, and one exam a month, which is simply life-threatening. The new principal is sixth, so that's not a good thing.

On the way to lead the training uniform, Susan was speechless for a moment, and her eyes were very similar to the appearance of Fanhua when she spoke before, probably because she hadn't seen Jing Fanhua for a long time.

"Ya'an, look, that boy over there, isn't it familiar?"

Following Susan's gaze, the "target boy" slowly turned sideways, his eyes looking for something. He is tall, and his golden skin is particularly easy to identify, which is not a good thing to be in the same high school as Lu Haoze.

Xia Xiaowu suddenly remembered something, "Susan, my notice seems to have fallen on it, you wait for me here!" ”

"Okay, hurry up!" Susan said, but her eyes still fell on the familiar person in the distance.

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Xia Xiaowu's pace of going upstairs is very fast, some people say that people who are afraid of loneliness often like to walk quickly, there is no Acheng, there is no province of flowers, and Xia Xiaowu, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, actually began to be afraid of loneliness.

"You, you, wait!" Xiao Wu's steps retreated, and the head teacher Lao Wang stopped her, which is not a good thing.

Lao Wang stuffed a handful of notebooks in his hand, accompanied by an embarrassed laugh, "You are from the fourth class, right?" So, the teacher is in a bit of a hurry now, can you help me put these back in the office, and then lock the door, do you understand? ”

Xia Xiaowu nodded hurriedly, but the key that Lao Wang Ding used as a ring had already disappeared at the end of the stairs.

The way to the office can be through the corridor of the sophomore year of high school, and the blue school uniform is especially obvious in that sea of orange. But even so, today's focus will not be Xia Xiaowu, the second year of high school that has just started has the same topic.

Xia Xiaowu thought that he could be talked about by everyone, there were two extremes, one was admired by everyone, and the other was the demon king of the mixed world. So which one does this person belong to?

"There will be two places in the school for the selection of the physics competition next week......"

Xia Xiaowu tiptoed in, the offices of the first and second grades of high school were connected, and the female teachers of the second grade of high school next door were still training people after school, and they were particularly dedicated. It's not a good thing to meet the teacher next door who is in a bad mood.

"Li Chenyi, the teacher still wants you to weigh it yourself......"

Xia Xiaowu's conditional formula left an ear, which seemed to be very similar to the name he heard in the corridor of the second year of high school just now. I wanted to listen carefully, but it didn't take long to talk, and the person called multiply one or multiply two left directly, but it seemed that the whole chat process was not smooth.

The female teacher turned her head to look at her, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Teacher, it was Mr. Wang who asked me to lock the door." It sounds like the words of the closed uncle, but fortunately, there are good reasons. The female teacher had no reason to be angry, so she left without saying a word after tidying up her things.

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"Ya'an?" Susan poked her head out and elongated her voice, "Can't go—"

"Gone and walked...... "Look, I wanted to get a notice, but who knew that it would be enough to reach five o'clock in a toss, and really, at the beginning of the school year, there must be no good thing."

Two cars slowly drove out of the road, and the gate slowly closed under the sunset. Then I remembered that in the years, the door opened and closed many times, but I never saw the rust on it.