Monday, May 8

early morning

Zhang Yichi woke up early, went into the bathroom to wash up briefly, and took out the instant noodles he bought when he went out the night before yesterday and soaked a bowl to make do with his stomach.

At this moment, the chat software rang. He put down his chopsticks and picked up his mobile phone, which showed that there was new news in the class group he and Lu Tao were in.

I don't know if it's because of the personality of his predecessor.,The chat messages with everyone in the chat software are empty.,It seems that it will be deleted regularly.。 As a result, he was unable to get more useful information from the chat software, so he had to reopen the class group that had been blocked by his predecessor to collect as much new information as possible.

In the class group, there was a note named Sun Chao who sent a message, which was a check-in record. In fact, it doesn't matter what the message content is, the important thing is to explain that the person is online now.

Zhang Yichi chatted privately with Sun Chao through the class group, and directly sent a message asking him to help him buy a bottle of orange juice and put it on the table.

Within a few seconds, Sun Chao replied to the message: No problem, brother, you don't have to give the money, who are we with whom, I invite you.

Listening to this tone, it seemed that he was very familiar with Zhang Yichi's predecessor, which made Zhang Yichi a little in a trance, he took a closer look and made sure that they were not even chat software friends.

Zhang Yichi didn't delve into this kind of small problem, he glanced at the time, it was still early, so he opened the notebook and carefully corrected the new wording and forged new timeline.

He wants to make sure that he remembers the contents of the notebook and memorizes it to death, until he subconsciously thinks that the contents of the notebook are the real situation these days.

High school students generally attend school at the same time, and even if they are not too bad. Zhang Yichi estimated that the time was almost up, so he changed into his school uniform, left the house a little late, and walked towards the school.

There are not many students on the road now, but it is enough for Zhang Yichi to distinguish. Among them, the school uniform system for boys and girls is the same, except that the boys are black and white, and the girls are red and white. There is also a third type of school uniform, which is blue and white, and the students who wear this type of uniform are generally not tall and have a young face.

Zhang Yichi guessed that the person wearing the third class of school uniforms should be junior high school students.

Entering the school gate, he followed some of his fellow high school students into a school building. Entering the corridor, he didn't mess around, and went straight to the fire escape and evacuation diagram posted on the wall.

This map can be viewed as a flat map of this layer.

Zhang Yichi didn't see the class number of his class on it, so he found the stairs up to the second floor to continue looking at the map, and soon, he found that his class was at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

He walked towards his classroom as he adjusted his state to look more natural. Walking to the door of the classroom, he began to scan his gaze quickly, and soon noticed a bottle of orange juice on the back table.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yichi walked over and sat down.

There are six columns of tables in the class, and every two columns are put together, so every student has a table. Only Zhang Yichi sat at the back, and there was not even a table on one side.

This is also normal, according to the style of ordinary teachers, they are to move the bad students to the end, and the students who can talk the most to themselves.

Zhang Yichi didn't carry his schoolbag because he found that he didn't have his schoolbag at home. His bag was in the desk cabinet, apparently he hadn't brought it back at all for the weekend.

It's good, everything you do is a standard bad student. This identity should allow him to avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles, classmates will not talk to him, teachers will not ask him to answer questions in class, just let him be a quiet bad student in the back.

Sitting in the seat, Zhang Yichi was bored, he looked around again, and happened to meet the eyes of a fat man with glasses. The fat man sat in the front position, and turned to look here on purpose.

I saw that the fat man was smiling, and waved his hand at Zhang Yichi, and his flattery was revealed: "Brother Chi, I invite you for a drink, and you really don't need to give money." ”

Zhang Yichi thought to himself that he didn't plan to give it in the first place, and he planned to continue to maintain the status of a bad student, wouldn't it be very bad to really pay you.

"Okay." Zhang Yichi still replied with a word, and then took out his mobile phone and flipped through it casually.

There were a few more messages in the class group early in the morning, none of which were useful information, but Zhang Yichi suddenly remembered something, he found the group album, clicked in, and there were some photos of their class's collective activities, such as the group photo of the school sports meeting. He swiped through them one by one, and finally stopped at the midterm exam transcript.

The first place above is Lu Tao, and the last place is him.

This made him puzzled how an absolutely good student could be entangled with him, an absolutely bad student. What is the relationship between the two? He vaguely felt that this was not simple.

When the bell rang for the morning self-study, the students who copied each other's homework gradually stopped, and most of the students began to consciously take out their textbooks and memorize them.

Zhang Yichi still misses this atmosphere, he also worked hard in high school, just hoping to be admitted to a good university and not disappoint his mother who grew up alone. It's a pity that although he went to a good university, his mother couldn't see him grow up step by step as he wanted, and he fought the disease quietly for many years, and finally died of illness when he was in his third year.

"Hmm......" sighed softly, and Zhang Yichi quickly skimmed over this unpleasant memory.

He has been living alone for four years, and his first step to independence is to learn to regulate his emotions and state.

A short time after the bell rang, a middle-aged woman, who seemed to be the head teacher, walked in and began to sit there as usual to urge the students to study.

Soon, the head teacher found an empty seat in front of her, she got up and came to the empty seat, bent down and asked the classmate next to her in a low voice, "Where is Lu Tao?" ”

The student shook his head and said he didn't know.

The head teacher straightened up and clapped his hands to signal everyone to be quiet: "Let's stop for a while, has anyone met Lu Tao?" ”

The students all shook their heads and said they didn't know, but Zhang Yichi pretended to draw on the books and didn't brush up on his sense of existence early.

"Xu Jinyan, you go to the bathroom to take a look, he may be going to the toilet."

A tall, thin boy with glasses immediately got up and walked out of the classroom quickly, and he came back a few minutes later, gasping slightly, and said, "I've searched for several bathrooms, but no." ”

The head teacher frowned: "Okay, you continue to study." ”

It is estimated that most people just think that Lu Tao is late, so they don't show too surprised expressions. Zhang Yichi raised his eyebrows and continued to scribble absentmindedly on the book.

At the end of the morning self-study, the head teacher told the students before leaving that if Lu Tao came, go to the office to inform her.

Then the formal class began, math class, English class, two classes to the fixed running drill time, after the running drill back to the classroom, there was a break of about ten minutes, the head teacher came to the classroom at this time to ask the students if Lu Tao came, after getting a negative answer, the head teacher obviously showed a trace of worry on her face, and then she left.

Zhang Yichi estimated that the head teacher should feel that something was wrong, after all, if Lu Tao was going to ask for leave, then he should have called early to inform him, instead of delaying it to this point in time.

Sure enough, in the middle of the fourth class, the head teacher knocked on the door, opened the door and greeted the teacher who was in class, and then began to call people: "Xu Jinyan, Han Dongdong, Zhang Yichi, the three of you come out." ”