The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the poplar forest on campus is blowing a warm spring breeze every day. The boys all changed into solid white shirts, and the girls began to wear long skirts. There are a lot of light white shirts, and she likes to wear a white shirt on the top and a blue bib underneath. And her yellowish student head, white bloodless skin, like a girl out of a fairy tale, always blinking a pair of bright eyes.

However, when she got up in the morning, she felt a little cold, and she also wore a blue cover, which was sent by her aunt from the south.

Today, she also wears a thick layer of teachers in the front row, she wears Hanada Naotaka's most iconic clothes every day - a light green school uniform, and she also holds a homework book in her hand, and the beads of sweat on her face keep falling down. Teacher Lin blamed her when he saw her like this: "Miss Teacher, if you are hot, you should wear a little thinner when you go home." You're wearing such a thick, hot face and sweating fan, are you cold or hot! ”

When the teacher heard this, he immediately put down the homework book in his hand and did not say a word. But the beads of sweat on her face kept rolling down. Wang Qianqian, who was sitting at the back of the classroom by the window, blushed when she heard this, because she wore thicker than the teacher, and there was a reason why she was thick and shallow was cold, and she was afraid of cold since she was a child, although she wore one more than others, it was not so hot. In addition, she is conservative, although the beautiful clothes at home are piled up everywhere, but she is a low-key person, she doesn't want to wear flowers all day long in school, this is a barren place, every student wears ordinary. Her clothes are all beautiful clothes sent by her aunt from the south, and these clothes are rare to see even if she wears them and walks into the county, so she doesn't want to be so ostentatious, she just found the most ordinary aunt's blue overalls among the many beautiful clothes and put it on her body, so that it will not attract too much attention from everyone.

But the weather was getting hotter and hotter day by day, and she had to take off her blue mask and put on a white shirt with lace. Most of these clothes are doll collar princess models, or fluttering spirits with some flowers, and she doesn't want to wear these clothes, but it's too hot, and she doesn't want to wear them so thickly.

At the end of class, Ye Zi likes to stretch out his hands and say to Qianqian: "Hey, Qianqian, let's compare the two of us and see whose hands are white!" ”

"Not comparable!"

"Come on!" Ye Zi directly grabbed her shallow hand, and after she looked at it carefully for a while, she said, "It's the same white, but your hand is more slender." ”

"Interesting?" scolded her shallowly, and she cared more about her face than her hands.

It is said that if nothing unexpected happens in this summer that has not yet come, the days of shallow and leaves should be very happy and happy. Yes, and that unfinished first love .......

But Zhiming's change undoubtedly forcibly brought Asa into a dark nightmare in the spiritual realm. This nightmare directly changed the shallow life.

The fire festival is still going on like crazy, and Jiming can't let go of his father's sudden departure.

Since the death of Zhiming's father, Zhiming has been completely decadent, and he leads some of the boys in the class to burn paper in the classroom every day, they rob the class of classmates and burn them all in the classroom.

Every morning, the class throws their textbooks, stationery boxes, and ink in a mess in the open space at the back of the classroom, and the boys and girls rush to find their things in the open space at the back of the classroom as soon as they enter the classroom. Among all this mess, there is no homework book, because the homework book has been burned by Zhiming and them. This is the beginning of a classroom catastrophe, everyone is shocked, everyone is angry and helpless.

Zhiming still takes a group of boys to wait for Wang Qianqian at the crossroads every day, but I don't know when this waiting began to have a bitter taste and a painful feeling. Maybe that's the end of it!

Qianqian walked into the classroom every day with the bell ringing, so she rarely saw the scene of the classroom textbooks being ransacked. Occasionally, she would see the open space at the back of the classroom littered with her classmates' textbooks, but there were no shallow ones inside. Everything in the shallow is in the same place, she is too lazy to pay attention to these things, Ming'er has lost her mind, too many things she knows are ambiguous. She doesn't want to know too much, just let it go!

And the fire festival operation is still going crazy!

One afternoon in a self-study class, the sky was overcast and the classroom was pitch black. Some of the students lit candles, but the light in the classroom still flickered on and off. Teacher Lin held a tall stack of homework books and put them on the podium, and then hurriedly walked out of the classroom.

This is a new workbook that most of the students have just bought, and the students rushed to the lectern to quickly rummage through their homework books when Mr. Lin walked out of the classroom. The boys also went to grab it, and after they grabbed it, they burned it as they went, and then threw it among the girls to create a riot, anyway, the high school entrance examination was about to be, and I don't know how many times I reviewed these things.

"There are still two months left before the high school entrance examination, you are burning like this, what about my English, what about my physics? It's all burned by you madmen, if you don't learn, I'll still learn! Meizi finally couldn't take it anymore and she shouted in the crowd.

"What if it burns?" Yang Ling laughed and threw a fire in front of Meizi, who jumped. In the past few days, she has been borrowing textbooks and revision materials from relatives and friends from last year, and many students in the class are, and the borrowed ones are not enough for this group of crazy people to burn.

In the already dark classroom, there was a smoky firelight everywhere, and in the chaotic time in the classroom, the sky suddenly became cloudy, thunder, lightning and strong wind hit from an unknown place together, and the entire flower field was completely darkened in an instant. Outside the classroom of the Trinity class, it rained heavily in an instant, and lightning reflected on the glass in the classroom from time to time, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and the classroom was as dark as night.

Qianqian stopped the pen in his hand and looked at Mr. Lin's office at the Moon Gate, where it was pitch black, and a white candle in Mr. Lin's commissary was flickering in a trance.

"Let's go, go to Mr. Lin and buy candles." Some of the students discussed and rushed out of the classroom to buy candles from Mr. Lin. Taking advantage of the darkness in the classroom, some boys took out the sycamore tree fruit seeds they had picked up from outside the school and dipped them in diesel fuel to play with fireballs in the classroom.

Occasionally, fireballs would flutter past Asa Shallow's feet, and Asa looked down uneasily, she was numb. She remembered that her workbook was still on the podium, so she got up and walked to the podium.

The daredevil, Zhang Chong, is one of the boys in the Trinity class that no one dares to mess with, and when he walked halfway through the classroom, Zhang Chong walked over gently with a freshly lit paper ball. He looked at him shallowly, for fear that he would throw the burning paper ball in his hand at him. Fortunately, after Lin Chong walked into Qianqian, he just shook the paper ball in his hand in front of Qianqian's eyes and said, "Yo, shallow!" Then he took the paper and threw it forward.

He let out a long breath and walked briskly to the podium. There were only a few homework books left on the podium. The light in the classroom was very dark, so she looked down and rummaged through it, and when she saw that her homework book was still alive, she picked it up and returned to her seat.

In the classroom, the fireballs were still rolling around, and shallow stood in the classroom, feeling that he was not staying in the classroom, but in a haunted house. Why are there so many thunderstorms lately? Thinking about it, he sat down on the stool silently.

At this time, Jiming came out of nowhere, he stood in the classroom with his shoulders down and sang lonely about Jung Ji-hwa's sailor, this was the last time he sang to Asano, and his mother decided to let him change schools. In order to make Qianqian less sad before he left, he sang in the lyrics: "He said what is this pain in the wind and rain, wipe away your tears and don't ask why,...... Since then, it has been ...... in two sections. The latter sentence was added by himself, but he heard it word for word. She thought Jimyung was singing and playing, but her brain was rumbling like a train—dizzy.

After Jiming finished singing, he kept repeating the phrase in the back of the classroom with empty eyes: "It's enough to see!" It's enough to see! ”

When I heard it in my ears, I was shocked and sad.

After school in the afternoon, Zhiming, Wang Pengfei and others went to Yang Ling's house, and Yang Ling asked Zhiming: "Your mother is still contacting the school for you?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Do you still like Wang Qianqian?"

"I'm gone, you help me take care of her." Zhiming raised his head and said to Yang Ling: "Don't always tease her, the high school entrance examination will be in two months, and I can't let her be distracted anymore." ”

"I think she's been annoyed to see us lately, she used to walk from the intersection to school, and now when you see her any morning, she doesn't know where to hide. Hey, I said, do you still have to wait for her at the intersection every day? ”

"Guard! Until the day I'm gone! ”

"Alright! It is estimated that Wang Qianqian doesn't like you anymore. If you change schools, you should study hard! ”

"By the way, did you find out that Wang Qianqian is going to apply for that school?" Jiming asked.

"I inquired, Jingyan Ergao, her second choice is our school. Why are you coming back then? ”

"Well, I'll get it back then!"

"Hey, don't say it, after all, our school is a school run by the county itself in the middle school and high school, although the teaching level is not as high as Jing Yan'er, but it is very convenient to go to school!"

"Otherwise, how can it be called Huatian Zhigao, go directly to high school after junior high school, this is probably the original intention of the county leaders to run this school."

"At a level like ours, we can only stay in Hanada Zhigao, and Jingyan No. 2 High School can only be tested by top students."

"Hmm!"

Wang Pengfei sat aside and was silent, he had been fooling around with Yang Ling and others all day long, and his studies had all been delayed, he felt that he couldn't get into any school, but he would go wherever Wang Qianqian went, and this secret would always be known only to him.

Shallow is getting more and more tired of the smoky learning environment of the school, and at that crossroads, Jiming and other boys will still wait for her in the early morning and after school every day. Maybe the song that Jiming sang in the classroom was just casually sung, and the group of white-clothed teenagers would still stand at the intersection and wait for her to come after school.

And Zhiming is still in the crowd, but all the initial good feelings gradually become bitter, Qianqian doesn't want to go on like this, she wants to retract her heart and study hard, so every morning in the future, Wang Qianqian's figure has never appeared at that intersection again, and there will still be a group of white-clothed teenagers at the intersection until the preparatory bell rings before walking towards the school. Zhiming couldn't wait for Asa to be worried, he felt that Asa might not want to come to school. He knew that his recent approach at school was too radical, so that he couldn't wait for Wang Qianqian to appear at the intersection with the boys every morning, and he was worried that Wang Qianqian would drop out of school in order to avoid himself, so he decided to leave school early, and his decision was not at all known. Only when he is gone, only if he is no longer nervous in school, can he stay in school to complete his studies.

Wang Qianqian sat in a wood, she was reviewing her homework, she could see everything on the crossroads clearly, and when the bell rang, she ran out of the woods as fast as she could, and it was still Zhiming and his companions who were coming.

Zhiming was surprised to see the sudden appearance, and he said to Yang Ling: "It's been many mornings, and I thought she wouldn't come to school. I feel like she doesn't want to see me now, and if I stay any longer, I guess she'll drop out of school. ”

"I think it's possible!"

"I'm leaving early, I'll go home for the time being! Otherwise, what if she drops out of school? ”

"Wait a little longer......"

Qianqian didn't want to see them again, she ran into the flower field straight high, she was really bored, she wanted to escape, completely escape!

When one day, all the good times are no longer good,

Even if it's the first love, it's beginning to feel bitter,

I will tell you by action,

I'm tired, I want to leave, I want to escape

Am I doing something wrong?

Abandoned his studies and fell in love with a depraved teenager

Even under that French plane tree,

At that crossroads,

The teenager and his friends are waiting for the girl every day

But the first one to stop at the crossroads was her, she, her, her