Zhao Yan woke up in a daze and woke up, and a girl's voice came: "Teacher Xin, you are asleep again, get up and see how to do this question." ”

Zhao Yan slowly opened his eyes, the dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes into a slit again, he felt tired for a while, and slowly adapted to the scenery in front of him, first a face of a beautiful girl with a youthful atmosphere appeared in front of him, Zhao Yan was stunned, "Don't be stunned, it's always cute and cute every day, I'll put it here first, and I'll come back and tell me later." After saying that, he ran out with a smile.

Looking at the back, Zhao Yan always felt that she had seen this girl there, with a pretty and thin figure, a melon seed face, big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, long hair draped behind her, wearing a loose school uniform, and her gestures revealed indescribable vitality. But no matter what he did, he just couldn't remember.

At this time, he found that he had been crawling on a small desk, and the sunlight was shining through the three windows of the classroom, shining warmly in every corner of the room. It makes people feel comfortable, the wind blows in from the window, the paper cranes on the window swing with the wind, the morning desks in the room are neatly arranged, there are thick books on each desk, and all kinds of watercolor paintings are painted on the wall, Zhao Yan suddenly remembered that this is the class he came to in several dreams, if these things become old, then it is the same as the thirty-second class he is taking now, but there is more fear in the dream, but at this time there is more peace, there is a feeling of going home, which makes him want to sleep well in this sunshineIt seems that this way you can let go of a lot of unhappy things, stay in this class forever, stay in this moment.

But suddenly realized that just before he went to bed, he was obviously there with a few children to invite the fairy, he saw a ghost outside the window when he was invited, and then he didn't know anything, is everything now a dream, he pinched his face hard, the pain was so real.

But if this is not a dream, then what is going on, through the window he saw that there were a lot of children chasing and fighting outside, it seemed that it was the end of class, otherwise there would be no one in the classroom.

Zhao Yan gently pushed open the door and came to the corridor, he wanted to go out to see what was going on, he saw that he was standing in front of the door of class thirty-two, but the class door row was written "High school sophomore. The second class" he was wondering in his heart, at this time two girls walked past him, Zhao Yan looked down and saw that the back was "Wang Xue, Han Jiying" but the two of them didn't know when they changed into school uniforms, Zhao Yan opened his mouth and shouted, "You two wait" After speaking, he ran up, and the two children also stopped and turned around, looking at Zhao Yan with a blank face, one of them asked: "Teacher Xin, are you calling us, is there something wrong?" ”

"I'm Zhao Yan, what Teacher Xin, why don't you know me?" Zhao Yan pointed to his face and said.

"Teacher, what are you laughing at, we all know that your name is Zhao Xin, when did you change your name, don't tease us, you're going to go to *, and if you go out late, you will be scolded by my class." After saying that, he ran out with a smile and disappeared at the end of the corridor in a few steps.

Zhao Yan was stunned, the girl just now also called herself Teacher Xin, when did she change, why did they all know me, but I knew a different one, the more I thought about it, the more headache I had, and slowly came to the hall of the corridor, everything has not changed, the students outside seem to have come to the beginning of the line to go up, but the sun is very sufficient, from the inside you can only see a sea of light in the shaking of a figure, everything is like watching a movie, so unreal, I don't know why he didn't have the courage to go outside, He was scared but didn't know what he was afraid of, he walked alone in the long corridor, only the change of light, unconsciously the students stood in a line and walked back, everyone had a smile on their faces, their eyes looked at him, smiled past him, when all the students walked to the class corridor and became empty, only the sun came in from the window, then a person slowly walked in from the main entrance, the light behind was still so strong, only a simple silhouette could be seen, the figure was a little fat, Gradually, the person seemed to come out of the light, Zhao Yan saw that it was a young teacher who looked less than thirty years old, with a serious face, Zhao Yan always felt as if he had seen this person there, and just opened his mouth to ask, the teacher opposite said first: "Why are you still here when class is about to start, is there anything wrong?" The man asked slowly.

"May I ask who you are?" Zhao Yan scratched his head and asked.

"What's the end of the joke, I'm Fat Liu, hurry up and go to class and I'm going to ring the bell." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the teaching office.

"Fat Liu, Zhao Yan suddenly slowly overlapped the sixty-year-old man in his memory with the person in front of him now, yes, the two of them are one, and he felt more and more that he had a bizarre dream." Suddenly woken up by a sweet voice: "Teacher, you are in a daze again, when will this old illness be changed, don't you leave quickly when you have to go to class, Zhao Yan turned around and was the girl in the dream, and walked towards the class with her homework in her hand."

Zhao Yan suddenly felt a little wrong, yes, each of them except for the teacher named Fat Liu was smiling, if one person, a group of people were laughing, it was nothing strange, but none of the people were not smiling, everyone's expressions were all the same, as if they were copied, it would be too scary, all the people around him were the same, suddenly he felt a chill, looking at the back of the child, suddenly his scalp was a little numb, the child was like a paper man, He felt so three-dimensional, he stepped up two steps to follow, he squinted his eyes when he passed each class, all the teachers and students had the same expressions, everyone was laughing, just like a dead man burning paper figures, everyone had no three-dimensional sense, the expressions were the same, when he came to the door of the thirty-second class, the class was already full of students, he numbly walked up to the podium, the door slowly closed behind him, looking at the children under the podium, everyone was so familiar, But I can't remember everyone's things, as if they used to be friends with each other, but now they have amnesia, and they can't remember anything.

Zhao Yan didn't know how everything started, and he didn't know how he would end, now he was just wondering if he fell asleep all of a sudden, and everything could become normal when he woke up.

"Let's go to self-study first." These words were squeezed out with almost all his strength, and after speaking, he did it again in front of the desk on the side of the podium, and all the children slowly opened the book with the same expression on their faces, and did their own questions. Zhao Yan has been looking at the girl sitting by the window in the last row, and the girl who has always appeared in his dreams, he has never looked at a person so seriously, at this time his heart is full of curiosity, uneasiness, and fear.

And the child kept his head down and was writing quietly, his long hair hanging down like a waterfall on both sides, and just as he mustered up the courage to go over and see what she was writing, a child held a book as if to ask a question.