A few autumns, a few rains......

Xiao Ting has always liked long dresses that wipe her ankles, especially white, accompanied by a long black hair shawl, maybe she really lacks that oil-paper umbrella to become the goddess who turns all beings upside down. Of course, she didn't need this, and Shirakawa was the only one she wanted to turn upside down.

Xiao Ting didn't know why, when she was in elementary school, she stayed in the first grade without warning, and on the morning of the opening of junior high school, she put on the white dress early and waited for Bai Chuan on the way to the middle school in the town. What she wanted to see in her heart was Shirakawa's stupid appearance, and she saw that she was stupid.

Bai Chuan carried the king-size schoolbag that his mother bought for him, and he looked like a hero who fought to die with a * bag on his back, of course, he only wanted to be Xiao Ting's hero.

When Bai Chuan saw Xiao Ting, she was still the same, the same stupid, the same stupid, the oversized schoolbag strap took advantage of Bai Chuan's unrestrained hand, and fell to the ground suddenly, making a very dull sound before pulling Bai Chuan out of the "maze mirror".

How many predecessors have been solid dirt roads, solid and glowing yellow. From two small mountain villages to the town, you need to pass through such a road, a waterproof embankment that is not too high, a poplar forest unique to the north, not long nor short, not only to open up the crowd of students who rush early in the morning, but also to have their own distance, this distance is privacy, three or three in twos and two with the teenagers, walking in the same step, with the red light of the early morning, towards a fixed direction.

Xiao Ting stuffed her small hand-held style schoolbag directly into Bai Chuan's big schoolbag, her free hands were reversed, jumping in circles around Bai Chuan, white dresses, dancing with Xiao Ting in a different posture, like an elf, a white elf, a carefree elf.

On the first day of school, the new students should look at the bulletin board in the communication room at the door to see which class they are in, with red paper, thick brush font, neat regular script, and names written one by one......

Junior High School 11th Class Xiao Ting Class Teacher on the first floor of the main school teaching building......

Junior High School Class 14 Baichuan Branch Class Teacher Wang Ting

Xiao Ting, who is half a head taller than the average peer, stood on the periphery of the bustling and slightly crowded freshmen, stood on tiptoe, and read out the voice, which should be to speak to Bai Chuan, but the voice was full of loss. Bai Chuan, who was standing at the back of the crowd and still holding on to his schoolbag belt, wanted to jump up and look at it, but he couldn't see it, so it was best to give up and stand beside Xiao Ting and listen to her

Bai Chuan listened very carefully, and after Xiao Ting finished speaking, the disappointment in his heart was probably no less than Xiao Ting, it was not just a class, and it was not even a campus. Bai Chuan felt a stone blocked in his heart, slowly turned over, slid the schoolbag from his back to the ground and stood up, bent down and opened the zipper, took out Xiao Ting's schoolbag from it, lowered his head, and slowly handed the schoolbag to Xiao Ting's hand, raised his head and squeezed out a reluctant smile.

"I'll go to the branch first, you ......"

Shirakawa thought for a long time and didn't say anything, and his stumbling tone was very incongruous and unnatural.

Instead, Xiao Ting smiled, took the schoolbag, and said briskly to Bai Chuan, "Go ahead, the branch is late, so I can only stand and listen to the class."

"Jacket"

Bai Chuan didn't expect Xiao Ting to answer him like this, and he was afraid that his disappointment was about to reach a desperate situation. He stopped talking, picked up his schoolbag again, and walked towards a school gate.

Xiao Ting, who stayed in place, looked at the back of the lonely Bai Chuan, and affirmed her thoughts, bypassing the surging crowd and walking in the opposite direction to Bai Chuan.

The town's junior high school is three buildings from north to south, and in the middle, a cement road leads to the teaching building, and on both sides there are two two-story small buildings that imitate foreign conical domes, the walls are entangled with creepers, and the rust of the windows has been washed by the rain on the white walls. The one to the west is the teachers' office building, and the east side of the road is the students' physical chemistry laboratory, but this laboratory seems to have no students entered, and the rusty chains lock out some weird legends are true, and it is said that there have been dead people inside, and there is nothing in it, just a skeleton shelf, Bai Sen's scary......

Xiao Ting did not go directly to the teaching building to report, but walked straight to the teacher's office building, and ran to the door of the largest office on the second floor, stopped in front of the red neat door, glanced at her mouth, rolled her eyes, and thought for a long time, and finally knocked on the door a few times and clenched the schoolbag in her hand.

"Please come in" A man's voice came from inside, Xiao Ting, took a deep breath, pushed open the door, turned her hand and took it, and walked to the big red desk and stood still,

"Second uncle, I'm going to the fourteenth class of the branch school......"

The middle-aged man, who had been immersed in reading the file, raised his head and straightened his glasses. Dropping the pen in his hand, he leaned back to the back of the chair, and looked at Xiao Ting with a loving smile on his thin face.

"Why do you want to go to the branch school, the head teacher of class 11 for you is the best teacher in our school?"

"I ......" Xiao Ting had already thought of the reason before knocking on the door, but it was empty.

"Hehe, your reason, or I won't be able to explain it to your parents."

Xiao Ting is always short of breath in front of the pride of the whole family, after all, the second uncle is the first batch of college students in ten miles and eight townships, and a simple breath can crush people to death.

Xiao Ting was silent for a while, but she still mustered up her courage and said: "I don't like it here, I heard that the school buildings over there are all in the woods, and I can learn to go in there, there is only a cement road for the building, I don't like ......."

After listening to Xiao Ting, incoherent, and there were some far-fetched reasons, the second uncle laughed, stood up and left the chair, picked up a ballpoint pen in his hand, bypassed the desk, walked in front of Xiao Ting, put one hand on Xiao Ting's shoulder, bowed down slightly, looked through the glasses, and Xiao Ting whose eyes didn't know where to float for a while.

"Okay, but ......"

Hearing the second uncle's agreement, Xiao Ting was so happy that she almost didn't jump.

"However, you have to be at least in the top three of your class in the first semester."

"What, the top three...... Xiao Ting is very good at studying, but she still doesn't have much confidence in her heart to get the top three out of at least eighty students from all over the town.

"yes, the top three. It's very difficult to go to high school now, and there are only four or five people who can go to high school every year, so as long as you can guarantee that you can get the top three, I will let you go to a dozen classes in the branch? ”

"Class 14" Xiao Ting blurted out.

"Class 14, you can" After speaking, the second uncle took out a blank piece of paper from the file bag on the desk and handed it to Xiao Ting along with the ballpoint pen in his hand.

The school is just because the main school really can't accommodate so many children, and there is really no way to rent a row of houses in a martial arts school that has been abandoned for two years, and the walls of the school are still made of red bricks, and the high walls are covered with broken glass fixed with cement, and the big propaganda words "fewer children and better students, happy life" are written on a white background and red paint on the wall

It's not bad about the environment, there are towering poplar trees everywhere, and several rows of neat tiled houses are extraordinarily quiet, and the area is probably more than twice the size of the main one.

Shirakawa, looking up at the place in front of him where he was about to spend three years of junior high school, although it was good, he still couldn't lift his mood.

Because the school is the first time to lease the branch, the area is large, afraid that the new students will get lost, there are already a few teachers standing at the door, holding a notebook for every child, will ask the name, and then go to compare, and then there will be teachers to lead their own class.

After Shirakawa finished the procedure, he was led by a thin young male teacher, and walked for a long time before he arrived at a school room near the wall, which was full of students who had already arrived, all sitting haphazardly, and the sound of frolicking was interrupted by the arrival of the teacher. Sit down solemnly and fold your hands on the table. Staring at the teacher, as if waiting for instructions.

"You can find a random seat and sit down, and then adjust the seat in the afternoon," the teacher said, turning around and going to the door to pick up the new students.

The definition of children and teenagers is not so easy to distinguish, they are all afraid of teachers, but when there is no teacher, they immediately become a group of noisy wild horses, throwing chalk heads, yelling, eating snacks, and there are always a few chubby snoozes.

Shirakawa found the last row, sat down at the table near the back door, took down his schoolbag and stuffed it into the table hole, bored with his hands and cheeks, from the back door of the upper part of the glass, looking at the things outside, half of the place as far as the eye could see was a red wall, half was a lush forest, and the fallen leaves may not have been cleaned all year round, they had all been folded into a thick layer, and there was no trace of dirt in sight.

Every time the teacher brings a new student to the classroom, it will be quiet for a while, and then it will be noisy, Shirakawa lowered his body and found a relatively dead corner facing the podium, and the classmates sitting in front of him were quite tall, and he just made a human wall for Shirakawa, and he just stared at the outside, even if the teacher came, he didn't seem to see him, and Shirakawa didn't bother to see who was coming and where he was seated. has been silent in his own world.

I don't know how long it took, but Shirakawa was a little tired, so he changed his posture and put his face directly on the table, and his arms naturally hung down under the table. Squinted and fell asleep.

Bai Chuan himself didn't know what kind of dream he had, at the end of the dream, his ears were about to be twisted into twists by Xiao Ting, and his body squatted forward with the direction of Xiao Ting's twisting force, and his other hand was almost on the ground.

It's not true, how can it hurt so much.

It hurt so much that when she opened her eyes, it was really Xiao Ting sitting on the seat next to her, twisting her ears hard. But a smile on the face.

Bai Chuan stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Ting, who was twisting his ear, but it may have been hanging for too long, and his arm was numb, and he couldn't lift it, so he could only scream in pain.

"School isn't here to put you to sleep," Xiao Ting's sweet voice came, and Bai Chuan finally knew that it was really not a dream.