Early in the morning, the sound of birdsong enters the bedroom, breaking the silence in the room.

Wu Dao, who had two dark circles under his eyes, got up from the bed and walked to the toilet to wash up with a confused face.

He had been excited all night after knowing the world he was in the previous night, and he didn't fall asleep until four or five o'clock in the morning.

By now at half past eight, I've only slept for four or five hours. His parents didn't call him to go to work in the morning, and now at this time, Wu Dao had overslept and was already late to go to school.

"Anyway, it's already late, so it's better to go later."

After washing up from the toilet, Wu Dao returned to the room and looked at the time, so he simply broke the jar and broke it, shrank back to the bed, and fell asleep with the quilt back to sleep.

The pressure of school work in Neon is completely different from that of Huaguo, and Wushi Middle School is a well-known private school in the county, but in terms of class arrangement, it is no different from ordinary public schools.

The first class in the morning starts at 8.45 and students usually arrive at school around half-past eight.

This alone is very different from most junior high schools in China. The last class in the morning usually ends around 12.20, followed by a nearly 40-minute lunch break.

It is mainly used to give students a meal break, and at about 13.00 in the afternoon, it is class time.

However, the afternoon class schedule is very loose, and normally it is the time for school to end at 15.30. After that, it's time for club activities in the country, generally speaking, club activities are two hours, but there is no standard.

Neon's club culture is quite developed, and students who enter the school are free to choose which club they want to join, although there are also people who choose not to join the club, but such people are very rare.

Martial Arts' home is a villa area in the center of the city, only ten minutes away from the school.

And when Wu Dao woke up and walked to the gate of Wushi Middle School, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and some students who had left early had already secretly run out of the school by jumping over the wall at this point in time.

"I didn't expect to sleep until now......"

"But it doesn't matter, after all, it's just a simple confirmation, so be late if you're late."

Wu Dao appeared at the door of Takeshi Middle School empty-handed and wearing a sweatshirt. At this time, the school is in session, and the whole campus seems to be a little quiet, only the sound of reading echoes in the campus from time to time, and the entrance of the campus is even more deserted, and there is not a single pedestrian.

Standing at the door and looking at it for a while, a smile appeared on Martial Arts' face, remembering the former campus life, and walked towards the school.

"Huh! Who's that, what's that? Hold it! ”

However, he had only taken two steps before the doorman stopped him.

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It took a lot of effort for the martial arts of Jinguji Temple to succeed in explaining his situation to the doorman.

When he successfully walked into the school gate, it was already time for the end of class, and the students came out of the classroom one after another. The school rang the familiar bell, and looking at the young students pouring out of the teaching building, Wu Dao was a little distracted for a while.

"That's good, junior high school."

Looking at the young faces, Wu Dao praised lightly in his heart, strolling through the campus, looking for the location of the gymnasium, while feeling the long-lost campus atmosphere.

And strolling to the Jinguji Martial Arts near the teaching building, which immediately attracted the attention of many students.

Without him, he is tall and handsome.

Now it is the neon of the nineties, in this era, the average height of neon men is only 170.8cm, and in this middle school campus, many boys have not yet developed or have just begun to develop for a long time, the general height is less than 170cm, and the height of nearly 185cm like martial arts is the absolute focus in the middle school campus.

"Wow, that man is so tall! Is it a teacher from our school? ”

"Oooh! Like a giant! Look at the face is very young! It's a student. ”

Many students who walked past Takedo whispered in private, and this feeling of being in the limelight made Takeshi somewhat embarrassed.

In order to avoid this embarrassment, Wu Dao casually pulled a classmate who looked kind, asked the location of the gymnasium, and then fled away from the teaching building.

Takeshi Junior High School is one of the most famous junior high schools in Kanagawa Prefecture, and its students are not only outstanding in terms of the quality of their cultural classes, but also in the sports programs.

Takeshi Middle School's baseball and judo programs are well-known throughout the country, and basketball programs have also achieved good results in previous national competitions, and players in all positions of the team have attracted the attention of coaches of high school basketball schools.

In the county, anyone who has paid attention to middle school basketball has no one who does not know the basketball club of Wushi Middle School.

The basketball hall of Wushi Middle School stands in the northeast corner of the school, which is quite remote.

The floor area of the gymnasium is not very large, only a few hundred square meters, and through the window of the gymnasium, Martial Arts looks into the inside of the gymnasium.

This is a gymnasium, and this point in time is just the time for students to participate in club activities. At this time, many clubs in the gymnasium were assembling members. Not only the men's basketball team, but also the women's volleyball team and women's basketball team......

"Shhhh Challenging my weakness?! ”

"Do neon girls wear pants so short?"

"It's no wonder that Wushi Middle School's basketball club has such good results, but if there is one less girl, the combat effectiveness will be greatly weakened."

When the neon school starts, it is April, the cold subsides, everything recovers, the breath of spring permeates the campus, and it is time for the animals to intersect again. A time for new students to communicate.

Wu Dao just glanced through the window towards the gymnasium, and it was this glance that made him unable to move his gaze anymore. Bending over the window and looking at the "scenery".

The young and beautiful boys and girls in the gymnasium, this long-awaited taste, is called youth.

"Hey, who are you? What the hell are you doing? ”

Just when Martial Arts was fascinated, a hand was placed on Martial Arts' shoulder.

"What do you mean by being sneaky? It's so ugly. ”

"I'm feeling youth! Youth, you know? ”

Wu Dao heard the voice coming from behind him, shrugged his shoulders, and said dissatisfied. However, he did not break free of the hand that was on his shoulder, and then he straightened up impatiently and looked back.

In front of him is a young man with a delicate face, and his height is about 170cm, which is more than half a head shorter than martial arts. Although he has a hairstyle of 37 points, not to mention, the teenager in front of him can control this hairstyle, it is not ugly at all, and he is even a little handsome. The boy looks thin, but his muscles are smooth, and he is obviously a sunny boy who exercises a lot.

"Huh? Mitsui Shou? ”

"It's really Mitsui Shou!"

Wu Dao looked back at the boy for a while, and finally recognized the person in front of him, and looked at Mitsui in surprise.

At this time, there is a huge difference between Mitsui Shou and Martial Arts' impression of a mop-headed bad boy and a short-haired athletic boy with missing teeth, although Martial Arts did not recognize the person in front of him for the first time, but Martial Arts made sure that he did not recognize the wrong person, and this beautiful boy in front of him was Mitsui Shou!

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