At the beginning of the second year of junior high school, Yang Ji's mother used a basket of eggs and a piece of bacon to help Yang Ji change classes.

Although he scolded Yang Ji for his scourge, he never made people feel at ease. But Yang Ji knew that this was the best thing she had done for herself.

The new class teacher is a very serious male teacher, and she is very polite to Yang Ji, maybe because of the shortness of the staff, she personally helped Yang Ji move the desk in.

"You can sit in the back for the time being, and when your grades improve, I will help you move to the front."

"Okay." Yang Ji put down the book and nodded, although she changed classes, but the rules here are almost the same, only those with good grades can sit in the front, and those with poor grades can sit back.

The seat next to Yang Ji had been vacant for a morning, and she thought it was an empty seat, until the afternoon when she saw a boy with long bangs coming over and sitting down with his teeth bared.

After sitting down, he immediately fell asleep on the table.

The classmates looked at him with fear, and the teacher on the podium turned a blind eye to his behavior. This is probably the kind of person who is "hopeless" in the eyes of the teacher!

Yang Ji turned her mind and wanted to listen to the lecture, but she heard a "ticking" sound like a drop of water. She looked down and was startled, his palms were bleeding, and there was already a small pile of blood on the ground, and he was still lying on the table unmoved.

"Hey, you're bleeding." Yang Ji called him in a low voice, no wonder he bared his teeth when he first came in, she thought he was pretending to be cool, it turned out to be really painful.

He moved his head lazily and looked at her through his fine wet hair: Flow, flow! When the blood is dry, I'll die.

There was some banter in his tone, but Yang Ji could see from his eyes that he was relieved of death, just like when he used a pencil knife to cut his arm.

When the blood drops down, there is a feeling of relaxation.

But after venting, there is pain, and that pain makes her afraid, she is still so young, she still has to go to her father, she has to see the outside world, and make a lot of money, so that her mother no longer has to stay up late every day to make soles.

She handed him the toilet paper: everyone wants to die, but how many people really dare to die? Although I am not afraid of death, I will not take the initiative to seek death, it would be too useless.

After listening to her words, he suddenly looked at her with a look of disbelief, and then took the toilet paper to wrap the wound: I really can't see that a little girl like you can say such a thing.

Yang Ji thought that after her mother fought with P last year, there should be no one in this school who didn't know herself. But he didn't seem to know who he was.

"Because I've hurt myself like that before." Yang Ji said slowly.

"Then you're too stupid, I wouldn't be so masochistic." He suddenly laughed: "I went out to play games at night and was caught by Lao Liang, so it became like this." ”

After he finished speaking, he was ready to go to bed again, lay on his stomach for a while, and suddenly as if he remembered something, he snatched Zhang Yangji's language book, and returned the book to her after seeing her name.

"Your name is Zhang Yangji? Is it because you are constantly begging others? ”

"No, my name was given by my uncle, and I don't know what it means." Yang Ji's father didn't graduate from elementary school, and when he first chose the name, he thought of the names "Tongtong, Xiaxia, Xiuxiu", and Yang Ji's mother was too vulgar and refused to follow it, but fortunately, the uncle rushed over to take the name Yang Ji, and the meaning was meaningless.

"What about you? What's your name? Seeing that he didn't take out the book, Yang Ji had to hand him the pen: "I guess if you write it down." ”

He wrote Yang Yisheng three big characters next to her name.

Yang Ji said confidently: "Yang Yisheng, Doctor Yang, your mother must want you to be a doctor when you grow up, that's why she gave you this name, right?" ”

"No, my dad said that it was very easy for my mom to give birth to me, so she called me Yi Sheng. Haha, it's funny. He smirked: "You're so stupid, you can't guess so easily." ”

Yang Ji also covered her mouth and laughed secretly. How could someone come up with such a casual name.

Yang Ji found that he liked to use his own logic to set her up, but it was really easy to get along with him, and he was happier than anyone else.

In the years that followed, they sympathized with each other as the same kind of people, and he became the only trace of warmth in Yang Ji's gray youth, and she even thought that so much humiliation she had suffered before was just for her to meet him.

After coming to the new environment, others already have their own small circles, and Yang Ji doesn't like to spend more time on making friends, so she devotes herself to studying.

Although Yang Ji can also be classified as a good student, she never dislikes the poor student in the teacher's mouth, which may be related to the fact that she has never been able to become a top student.

She usually studies hard, but her foundation is not good, no matter how hard she tries, she can't get into the top three in the class.

When her mother changed her shift, she said to her: Yangyang, the more others look down on you, the more you have to study hard to prove yourself, you still have a long time, and your mother will count on you in the future.

These words made her feel very stressed, her brother had always been at the bottom of the class in elementary school, her mother had beaten and scolded, and her brother promised that he would study hard and still play when it was time to play.

Obviously, his interest is not in studying, so his mother is like putting all the treasures on herself.

Yang Ji became the only one in the back row who loves to learn, and the head teacher Lao Liang promised her to help her adjust her seat when her grades went up, but it would take two months to wait for the mid-term exam, and Lao Liang didn't pay attention to the small test during this period.

The activities of the students in the back seat are also colorful and strange. Some people sleep, some gossip, some read novels, and some make scarves.

These people would often send someone to let the wind out and wait for the head teacher to fake a cough when peeking out of the back window.

Therefore, Yang Ji often uses this "coughing sound" to properly wake up the "sleeping god" next to her.

She and Yang Yisheng sat in the penultimate row, he didn't have the same table before this, Yang Ji thought it might be related to his liking to sleep in class, others thought it was too boring to share a table with him, so it would be like this.

It wasn't until that time that he fell out with Wang Xun at the back table for her that she really understood him, and it turned out that they were the same kind of people.

Wang Xun usually likes to bully others, and he is completely a male ruffian, and when Yang Ji first sat in front of him, he was unhappy.

He was a talker, and he felt uncomfortable when no one talked to him, so two days after sharing a table with Yang Yisheng, he took the initiative to move to the back and join Cheng Peng.

Cheng Peng and him smell the same, usually the two of them are either discussing the figure of the girls in the class or talking about pornographic jokes, and the content is vulgar.

When Yang Ji just moved in front of him, he squeezed her with a desk, and Yang Ji moved forward a little and he went in a little bit, which put the word inch into practice to the fullest.

There is usually no teacher during evening self-study.,The teacher has explained the class cadres.,Whoever speaks will write down the name.,Wait for the evening self-study will be named and punished one by one.。

The usual punishment is a spanking of the handboard, or a squatting step, or hanging a golden hook upside down in the hallway, depending on the teacher's mood.

These punishments are still a bit of a deterrent for those who are just beginning to receive punishment, but they are no longer strange for old fritters like Wang Xun and Cheng Peng. It's even much more fun than staying in the classroom and reading boring textbooks.

So they waited for the teacher to leave and started to make a commotion. Wang Xun smiled obscenely, put it in Cheng Peng's ear, and after saying a few words, he kicked Yang Ji's ass with his foot.

Yang Ji was angry and ashamed, but she didn't dare to turn her head and scold him, in case the class leader wrote down her name, Teacher Liang would punish herself again, and she couldn't make trouble anymore when she finally changed classes.

"It's so soft." Wang Xun smiled proudly at Cheng Peng: "Now it's your turn." ”

"Come on, who's afraid of whom?" Cheng Peng also kicked Yang Ji's ass as he spoke.

Yang Ji clenched her little fists, tears almost falling, and the two of them bet that they were actually joking with themselves.

"Do you dare to play big?"

"What's big? As long as you say it, there is nothing I dare not do. ”

"Don't you know there's a place where a girl is softer than her butt?"

Wang Xun was irritated by Cheng Peng, and he had no reason to speak of, and his hands quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yang Ji's chest: "It's not developed yet!" ”

Yang Ji was so frightened that she froze for a while, ashamed and angry, she was about to slash towards Wang Xun in the back seat with a sharp pencil sharpener in her hand.

At that moment, Yang Yisheng, who had been sleeping with his head down, stood up and kicked Wang Xun out with his desk with a flying foot.

At that moment, Wang Xun fell hard and ate, and the sound of the table and chair falling down attracted the attention of the whole class, Wang Xun got up in embarrassment and asked, "Yang Yisheng, what the do you mean?" ”

"I'm sorry, my feet are itchy, can't I train my legs?" He said he was sorry, but his eyes were full of provocation.

"Your feet are itchy, I think you have itchy skin, you have the ability not to leave after school." Wang Xun picked up the bench by himself as he spoke, and his momentum weakened.

"Always by side." Yang Yisheng shook his bangs, which was not like words. In Yang Ji's eyes, he is as chic and handsome as a swordsman in a martial arts drama.

"You, and you, apologize like Zhang Yangji." He is righteous in his words.

"Why? What kind of hero are you pretending to be surnamed Yang? What are you dragging, a son who picks up garbage? Cheng Peng saw Yang Yisheng pointing his finger at him, so he said disdainfully, anyway, there were two of them, and he didn't believe that Yang Yisheng could take advantage of it.

This sentence probably hit Yang Yisheng's pain point, he suddenly pounced on the two of them like crazy, and fought hard, and the three of them suddenly twisted together.