When he woke up, Fang Yuan looked at the time, it was six o'clock in the morning, and he was still half an hour away from the alarm clock he had set. At the thought of going back to school, even if Fang Yuan was not very interested in the knowledge in the textbooks, he was still a little excited.

I have to admit that when you know that you are going to stay away from campus, you will definitely cherish it by giving you another chance to go back. Fang Yuan was up and down in the Spirit City, and there was nothing more leisurely than being able to go back to the campus and sit with his classmates.

I wanted to tidy up my schoolbag, but then I remembered that I was taken directly to Xi'an during my vacation, and I didn't even carry a book. As for homework, contrary to the most tense atmosphere in the third year of high school, there are no hard and fast rules at all for the second and third years of high school, although 90% of the students signed up for cram schools, but how many of them are voluntary is unknown.

Anyway, when Fang Yuan walked out of the classroom, looking at the complaining fat face of Chu Pang at the same table, he could understand him very well.

Looking at the cultivation cheats given by Yuan Qing, Fang Yuan still put it in his schoolbag, after all, when he lectured in the third year of high school, the teacher talked about the teacher's, and the students did their own. Because at this time, he who loves to learn will definitely listen well, and those who don't love to learn can't change it, as long as it doesn't affect other classmates and doesn't violate discipline.

Looking at the golden rope again, Fang Yuan tried his belt, yes. Last year, I bought a belt with a gap in my brain, and I happened to be able to stuff the rope into it, although I felt that my waist was fat, but I didn't feel uncomfortable.

In the end, there is the cloth bag and the bamboo flute, it is really not safe to put them at home, not that I don't trust Aunt Xia and Uncle Bai, but these two things are too precious. Ordinary people don't know it, but what they can know is definitely not ordinary people.

Fang Yuan thought about it again and decided to take them with him, anyway, a cloth bag and a bamboo flute, the school would not care.

After cleaning up everything, Fang Yuan went to wash, and the breakfast prepared by Aunt Xia was already on the table downstairs. Fang Cun was still sleeping, and Fang Yuan instructed Aunt Xia to let Fang Cun get up on time to eat. For Aunt Xia, Fang Yuan was very relieved, although she was called Aunt, but Aunt Xia was even the old retainer that Fang Yuan's mother had taken care of when she was a child.

Leaving the house on time at seven o'clock, Fang Yuan didn't want to be late for the first day of school, although he was already more than two weeks late for the start of school. The school's morning self-study begins at half past seven and continues until eight o'clock, and there is no teacher during this time period, and classes start at eight o'clock.

Because the Bihai Bay where Fang Yuan lives is close to the sea, it is still a long way from the school, and it takes more than ten minutes to arrive. Seeing the gate of the school again, there is really a sense of intimacy that I have not seen for a long time, senior high school.

That's right, the name of the school is "Senior High School", which is not high-profile, and it was named like this in the first place. There is also an Edward private school next to it, which has only been built in the past two years, but compared with the old high school with a high admission rate in Yancheng, this foreign household has the support of a large consortium is still a lot worse.

Moreover, the consortium advantage of Edward Private School is not too big compared to that of senior high schools, and the reason is because of Fang Yuan's father. Every time Fang Gang and Xue Qi either don't come to the parent-teacher meeting, they have a huge amount of donations, and a single sum can smooth out the financial advantages that Edward has accumulated many times since the establishment of the school.

Fang Yuan got off the bus, and at this moment, there were also many parents of students from the same school sending their children to school, including all three grades of high school. There are fewer in the third year of high school, because most of the third year of high school live on campus, whether they study or not, they all rely on time anyway.

"Fang Yuan!"

Fang Yuan had just closed the car door when he heard a girl behind him calling him. He turned his head to see a cute white T-shirt with a ponytail and a cartoon pattern of a robot cat, and a pair of blue jeans underneath, full of youthful atmosphere.

"Hello, Nangong beauty."

Fang Yuan greeted him, this girl's name is Nangong Zhou Pei, she is his tablemate in the first year of high school, the same class in the second year of high school, and she is not in the same class after the third year of high school. The two live quite closely, both live in Bishuiwan Villa, but the villas are a little far apart.

Nangong Zhou Pei put his hands behind his back, walked a few steps and jumped at Fang Yuan, and said with a smile: "I thought that Master Fang, you wouldn't go to school anymore?" ”

"Hehe, how can it be, there's something going on at home."

Fang Yuan looked at the slim and beautiful girl in front of him, with a little pink eyebrows, with purity and vitality.

"How. Do you miss me, you can see me from so far away? ”

Fang Yuan watched the Mercedes-Benz driver who sent Nangong Zhou Pei Kai leave, and walked towards the school gate together, teasing.

Nangong Zhou Pei gave him a beautiful big white eye, and said with a smile: "You don't come, I saw your car, except for Prince Fang, who is still worthy of 88888 in this smoke city." ”

"Oh, it's a stalker."

Fang Yuan and Nangong Zhou Pei are like this, or Fang Yuan is like this to female classmates many times, but most of them are not as close as Nangong Zhou Pei.

When he was a freshman in high school, Nangong Zhou Pei studied well and often managed Fang Yuan, at that time, Fang Yuan, as the bookkeeper of the Sealed Tablet Guild, had a very broad horizon, and of course he was not interested in studying these high school books. The two often quarrel, and after the same class in the second year of high school and different tables, the relationship is better. But this time, looking at the list posted in the group, the two are not in the same class.

Fang Yuan gently sniffed the tempting fragrance on Nangong Zhou Pei's body, and at the same time, Yixi's face that had fallen into the country and the city also appeared in his mind, whether he could be regarded as an ape.

Thinking of Yixi, Fang Yuan felt that he was too naïve at the beginning, and he had to bring her with him, how should he face the guild and how to face her when the time comes. I don't know what happened to Li Hu and them, and I can't do anything now.

"By the way, you don't stay?" Fang Yuan asked Nangong Zhou Pei.

"Stay." Faint aroma, crisp sound.

"Then how did you get from home? It's not a Monday. ”

Nangong Zhou Pei's expression dimmed imperceptibly, but then he returned to normal, but he was still discovered by Fang Yuan.

She said, "I'm sick, so I went back and rested for two days." ”

Fang Yuan thought for a moment and nodded, since she didn't want to say it, then she wouldn't ask.

"Now, do you feel better?"

"Well, it's much better."

Fang Yuan was a step behind, and inadvertently glanced at Nangong Zhou's Pei Ting's buttocks and round and slender legs. I don't know why, after returning from the spirit world, I seem to have changed color.

But it doesn't seem to be the only case, it's not accurate to say that it's discolored, to be exact, it's getting stronger and stronger. Not only in terms of beauty, but also in terms of appetite, greed, hatred, and so on.

Shaking his head, he forcibly suppressed the charm in his heart, he must control it. Soul Monument