On September 1, 2009, Zhizhi was still screaming freely on the towering poplar trees, and the warm sun baked the earth, making people not feel the coolness of the summer tide at all. The wide square in front of the entrance of Zhong Xiangyi Middle School was already full of all kinds of parents' cars. A huge rainbow-shaped inflatable arch lies in the most conspicuous position, and the words that have not changed for eternity are written on it: "Zhongxiang No. 1 Middle School warmly welcomes new students to register!" ”

Lin Xiaochuan sat in a BMW SUV driven by his mother, and the car slowly followed the butt of the previous Shanghai Volkswagen, moving forward at a rapid pace on the narrow road.

Along the way, the conversation between the mother and son was pitiful, silent, and bursts of silence accumulated in the closed carriage, Lin Xiaochuan's lazy head against the window pane on the back, through the translucent window, looking at the towering school building in the distance.

A noisy crowd walks back and forth in the world outside the car, and from time to time there are parents on old motorcycles, wiping the gaps between the cars, honking their horns all the way.

When the car arrived at the school gate, Lin Xiaochuan numbly lifted the car door, got out of the car, and stood in the crowd. Even if he was submerged in the sea of people, Lin Xiaochuan's slender figure and refreshing face immediately attracted the attention of a bunch of girls a hundred meters away.

Lin Xiaochuan's mother, a noble woman in her mid-forties, the founder and president of Zhongxiang's local supermarket chain "Haoyouduo", wore a gorgeous crimson rose cheongsam, a jade bracelet on her right hand, a pearl necklace around her neck, a proud and cheerful face on her face, and a relaxed and generous step on her feet.

Lin Xiaochuan's mother tried to hold her son with her left hand, but how could Lin Xiaochuan give his mother such a chance, he even glanced at his mother unsatisfied, shook off his arms, and put his hands in his crotch pockets, neither deliberately pretending to be chic, nor pretending to be low-profile, he actually didn't care.

Lin Xiaochuan's mother saw that her son was so rebellious, she just pretended to understand, understanding that boys of this age are very strong and face-saving, so she didn't force herself to walk into the campus with her son.

Zhongxiang No. 1 Middle School, although it is only an ordinary high school in a small county, is also a highly prestigious and premier high school in the local area. The so-called 108,000 miles of one and no other, and the difference between the three can basically summarize the status of Zhongxiang No. 1 Middle School in the local area.

Lin Xiaochuan is actually very dissatisfied with his mother coming to send him to school, so many years have passed, and there is no need for a few more or less times at this time. If it weren't for his mother's insistence again and again, he would never have appeared here with his mother.

The crowd moved slowly along a central avenue leading from the school gate to the teaching building, and also crossed a wall-high staircase, and below the steps was a crescent-shaped artificial pool, in which a few golden carp swam back and forth.