At six o'clock in the morning, there was movement in the compound, the earlier the old people got up, and now the compound is busy selling clothes, so they are all quite diligent.

Zhang Yang didn't sleep at all because of insomnia, and got up to freshen up with his confused head.

Then he put on his school uniform, carried his schoolbag, and went to Zhang Guosheng's house, wanting Zhang Guosheng to ride a bicycle to send him to school.

"Uncle Shengli, is Guosheng awake?" Zhang Shengli at the door was brushing his teeth and washing his face.

"No, Yangzi, are you going to school?" Zhang Shengli looked at Zhang Yang in his school uniform.

"I have to go to this school, otherwise my father will definitely be unhappy."

"If you want me to say, your business is doing so well now, there is no need to go to that school." Zhang Shengli said with a smile: "Reading so many books, it's not to make money to support your family, then you can make money now, whether you read or not, I don't think it's necessary, your current knowledge is enough." ”

Zhang Yang also smiled slightly, with his current knowledge, it is naturally enough, the sixteen-year-old pink body contains a forty-four-year-old soul, the knowledge that this old soul has learned, the business experience he has learned, and the social experience of later generations, he knows it, how can it not be enough?

"It's enough now, but it may not be enough in the future." Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "College students are very precious now, but maybe in 30 years, the college students on the street will not be able to find jobs, believe it or not?" ”

"Hehe, now I believe everything you say." Zhang Shengli has seen Zhang Yang's actions in the past few days, he is so admirable, he is also a child, why is his country's national student a big difference from others, he looked at Zhang Yang and said: "Yangzi, haven't you eaten yet?" I cooked sweet potato porridge at home, let your aunt make you a bowl, and let Guosheng ride you after eating, this road is far away, I will go and pull this kid up. ”

Zhang Shengli actually has selfish intentions, which can also be felt by Zhang Yang.

In the matter of selling clothes last night, their father and son obviously lost to Ah Hui's father and son, which are under the same roof, and the three children are sworn friends, this comparison is lost, Zhang Shengli also feels unhappy in his heart.

At this time, let Guosheng get closer to Zhang Yangduoduo, Zhang Yang is so capable, he will definitely be able to take care of Guosheng more in the future.

Aunt Holly made a big bowl of sweet potato porridge for Zhang Yang, and then specially fried eggs, cut pickles and sauerkraut, and Zhang Yang ate it beautifully.

Zhang Guosheng also got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and said, "Yangzi, you wait for me, I'll freshen up soon." ”

Going out on time at seven o'clock, Zhang Yang sat on the iron rack behind the bicycle, his butt hurt, and he didn't feel this way for many years.

When he was delivered to the school gate, Zhang Yang said to the students: "Come here to pick me up at 5:40 in the afternoon, and I will go to the stall with you in the evening, and I will study on my own at night." ”

"Okay." Guosheng nodded, as if he would not refuse here in Zhang Yang, he had never refused, and he didn't ask why.

Watching Zhang Guosheng ride away, Zhang Yang became more determined to be optimistic about this person, and he couldn't let him go down the wrong path, and after 12 years of imprisonment, he went in at the most beautiful age in his life, and when he came out, it was too late.

Looking back at the familiar school gate, Zhang Yang smiled, took out the badge, sandwiched it on the left chest of the school uniform, and then strode towards the campus.

At the gate, teachers and students on duty were checking their uniforms and badges, and no one who was not wearing a school uniform or badge was allowed to enter.

There were a lot of students, and they were all rushing to the classroom.

Zhang Yang carried his bag and hurried over.

He remembered that he was in the fourth class of high school, and when he arrived at the door of the classroom, he was a little unsure if it was or not, so he looked in through the window and found that there were still many familiar faces, but they couldn't be named.

Bell bell bell ......

All the classmates went in, Zhang Yang stood at the door, wanting to wait for the others to sit down before he went in, because he didn't know where his seat was, only when the other classmates were seated, the remaining position was naturally his.

"Zhang Yang, why don't you go in yet." The teacher's voice came from behind.

Zhang Yang turned his head and said, "Hello teacher, I just arrived." ”

Then I quickly entered the door and swept around the seats in the class, and there were two vacant seats, one in the middle and one in the back......

His brain was recalling quickly, but he couldn't really remember.

In a hurry, without much thought, he sat down in the empty seat in the middle.

As soon as he sat down, the classmates on the side whispered, and some even laughed and muttered something.

Zhang Yang knew that he must have sat on the wrong seat.

But you can't be cowardly at the moment, if you get up and go to the back, then everyone will definitely laugh, so Zhang Yang took the initiative to raise his hand: "Teacher, I am a little short-sighted, I can't see when I sit back, can I sit here first." ”

The Chinese teacher nodded and said, "Student Jianhua has something to ask for leave today, since you didn't come, then you can sit there first, but don't touch other people's things." ”

"Thank you, teacher." Zhang Yang exhaled lightly, and finally resolved the embarrassment, although the classmates around him stopped talking, some people were laughing evilly.

There were even classmates on the side who secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Yang's face was inexplicable.

The Chinese teacher started to lecture, Zhang Yang no longer remembered his name, but he had a nickname, called 'Six-Fingered Qin Demon', because his right hand has six fingers, and when he hits a student, he will have six fingerprints when he slaps his face, which is how this nickname comes from.

Then after a while, Zhang Yang felt that the classmate at the back table poked him in the back with a pen, and when he turned his head, the man handed over a note with a wicked smile.

Zhang Yang took the note, opened it and took a look: Okay, you are a Zhang Yang, you are a real chicken thief, you can really see the stitches, Jianhua was not there, so he immediately seized the opportunity and sat with Wang Xiuling......

Zhang Yang was stunned, and turned his head to look at the same table......

Oh yes, this table is really attractive.

She glanced at Zhang Yang with her spare eyes, and her little face turned red.

Zhang Yang hurriedly looked away and looked at the blackboard, which was misunderstood.

He was purely sitting in the wrong position, and he definitely didn't go to rub someone's seat because this lesbian table was beautiful.

It's just that no one will believe this explanation, and he can't say it.

He looked intently at the blackboard, ignoring the others.

Finally staying up until the end of the first class, he hurriedly carried his bag and sat down in the empty seat at the back.

As soon as class ended, the male classmates started to laugh.

"Yo, classmate Zhang Yang, how does that seat feel, is it cool?"

"Hahaha......" The other students burst into laughter, both male and female.

At this time, Zhang Yang can only laugh with him, in his eyes, these are all children, what is there to be happy about.

"If you like it, you can confess, dare to sit and dare to be." Someone coaxed.

"Don't make a fuss, I'm really a little short-sighted, I can't see clearly." Zhang Yang didn't want to explain too much and sat back in his place.

Then inadvertently, he glanced at his tablemate, who was also a woman.

He could feel the displeasure at his tablemates, as the two tables were originally next to each other.

After Zhang Yang sat down, the female classmate moved the table lightly and opened a gap of three centimeters, isn't this the Chu River Han Realm?

Zhang Yang seemed to hear the complaints of the girls at the same table: Dead ghost, since you like to sit with other women so much, then go and sit, what are you going to do when you come back? I'm going to sleep separately from you, oh no, sit separately......