So the question is: what needs to be done urgently before transferring? For me, the number one priority is to get rid of my former classmates. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, I quietly withdrew from all chat groups related to the school in the dead of night. After all, they didn't know about my transfer. When I browsed through the address book, I was surprised to find that apart from Xingyuan, none of the friends I had added deserved to be my continued friend. I can't help but feel a little happy to think that they can send me a message and see the system automatically reply: "You and she are not friends yet." However, I soon gave up on this foolish expectation. It's probably more likely that they'll never message me, or they've already removed me from my friends list, just because I haven't been in touch with them and haven't been prompted. I clicked on the various interfaces in the social software repeatedly, and after making sure that nothing slipped through the net, I smiled with relief. I looked at the software with only one chat history left, and I felt more relaxed and happy than ever. I managed to cut off all contact with them, they couldn't find me anymore, they couldn't affect my life anymore......

After a low cry, I started looking through the only chat I kept. I never delete messages that Xingyuan sent me, so this record dates back to the day I added her as a friend. It is said that the number that does not log in for a few years will be frozen, and I am afraid that Xingyuan's name will disappear from my address book one day, but fortunately, the chat history will not be affected because it can be saved in the phone...... Xingyuan never complained to me, and her kindness and optimism can be seen between the lines. On the other hand, there are not a few complaints in the messages sent to Xingyuan. Whenever I find that I am depressed, Xingyuan will always comfort me with great patience. Over time, I became accustomed to this weak appearance, and I wanted to ask for help at every turn, and I could do nothing but cry. I want to be a person with a strong heart like Xingyuan! Setting this goal for myself was the second thing I did before I transferred to another school. As for the last thing, it's to make up for the schoolwork. It was a rare opportunity to show a new identity, and I naturally did not want to appear in front of my new classmates as a loser. Although I didn't know much about the admission rate of the new school, I learned from my parents that the current principal of the school has always adhered to the free and tolerant style of previous principals, so they are willing to accept my transfer application with a broad mind during such an awkward time. Can it be inferred from this that its management is also based on the concept of freedom? Not too strict with students' grades? It's normal that the new school doesn't have the same level of teaching as the one I left with a reputation for high admission rates, but I'm not so arrogant that I think I'll be at the top of the new school. Staying in the middle of the class and graduating smoothly is the only thing I want. My mother told me more than once that in order to find a school for me, my father asked all my relatives and acquaintances, and went to all the private schools in the city, which really took a lot of effort. This is my last chance, and I have to finish high school in this school, whether I want it or not.

"Don't talk about learning the violin anymore." At the end of the words, my mother always reminded me: "Being tossed by you like this, the family's money is almost spent." ”

Knowing that I was at a loss, I could only bow my head and remain silent, my heart full of sourness. As long as you don't give up, there will always be a way, and it's a big deal to save money to learn......

Starting a new campus life was not as difficult as I thought. Unlike the century-old school I left with a classical atmosphere, the architectural design of the new school is a blend of British and modern styles, and it looks grand and stylish. I was dazzled by all the new things on campus, and before I knew it, I let go of my heavy heart, slowed down, and immersed myself in the joy of exploration. The school was larger than I expected, and it took me 30 minutes to walk from the school gate to the classroom, which was enough to prepare me for the "attention ceremony" of my new classmates. However, as it turns out, I overestimated their curiosity, or underestimated their apathy. Although transfer students are not uncommon, students who transfer in the second half of the second semester of high school are estimated to not be able to find a few in the history of the school. Maybe they didn't take much interest in me because I was too ordinary in every way to be worth their time. I'm glad they didn't ask me why I changed schools, otherwise, I would have had to come up with a pre-made disobedient remark to prevaricate.

I had less than a minute to introduce myself, and then the class teacher asked one of my classmates to make a place at the front of me as a sign of concern. In the midst of a group of strange classmates, I felt an indescribable sense of restraint in my heart, but I felt that my hands and feet had nowhere to put them, and I was very uncomfortable. Because of my apprehension, the first class at the new school ended without impressing me too much.

Before the end of class, the head teacher seemed to suddenly remember something, clapped his hands, and discussed with us: "In order to better integrate our new classmates into our class, I propose to make her a member of the study committee, I don't know if everyone agrees?" ”

"Whatever......"

"Whatever, can I get out of class?"

"In other words, what is the role of the study committee?"

"The responsibility of the study committee is great!" The head teacher scratched his cheeks in embarrassment, then picked up a stack of exercise papers and said, "For example, help assign homework......

"You still need to be assigned by a special person, just go up and get it yourself!" After speaking, a boy sitting in the back row walked straight to the podium and took a roll from the head teacher's hand.

"Yes...... But I also have to think about those students who didn't come to class......" After speaking, he showed a kind smile at me: "Then let's ask our study committee to send today's homework to the students who didn't come to class." ”

What? I looked at the gray-haired homeroom teacher at a loss. "I ...... Is it? ”

Probably seeing my worries, the head teacher explained with a pleasant face: "Don't worry, there is always only that brother in the class who has not come to class, wait for me to give you his contact information, if you can convince him to come and get it himself, of course it would be the best......"

But if he doesn't take my words seriously, then I'll have to send him over...... Thinking of this, I sighed helplessly. Whether the head teacher promoted me to the study committee because he valued the prestigious school I used to attend, or because there was no one to take over this troublesome errand, I guess only he knows about it. But in any case, I really can't be grateful for his "kindness". I just want to finish high school quietly, and I don't want to be involved in any troublesome things, and I am afraid to avoid those troublesome characters. However, the "good intentions" of the class teacher completely disrupted my plan, and I had to deal with everyone in the class, including the one who often did not come to class.

I used the phone in the teacher's office to call the "brother benevolent" in the mouth of the head teacher several times, and as I expected, he did not answer once. There's enough arrogance, huh!

The schedule of my new school was not much different from my old school, but there was one key part that made it difficult for me to adapt. I was surprised to find that the courses of each subject were all moving fast, and many of the contents in the textbook were only hurriedly brought by the teacher without going into detail, which was really foggy and confusing. I secretly looked at the classmates next to me, and when I saw that they looked accustomed and easy, my heart suddenly cooled. Am I the only one who is struggling? Am I the only one who can't keep up with the teacher's pace? Could it be that my foundation is too poor? As time passed, my questions accumulated, but I suffered from my cowardice and inferiority, and I never dared to ask anyone. Through their chats, I finally learned that the school would arrange self-financed cram classes for everyone to participate in after class. Although it is voluntary, most of the students will participate because of the top teachers. Since the key and difficult points in the textbook have been detailed in the cram school, it is not repeated in class to avoid wasting everyone's time, but to spend time on explaining the exercises, which is a tacit understanding formed between teachers and students for a long time. In between their conversations, I pretended to casually ask about the fees of the cram school, but I was so shocked that I couldn't answer. As you can guess from their understatement tone, the cost is simply not worth mentioning in their eyes. From this, I became deeply aware of the place I had strayed into......

After school, I followed the path my homeroom teacher showed me and reluctantly went to give homework to that troublesome person. I didn't expect that the place I finally found was an Internet café...... I held my breath and stood at the door in a daze, wanting to cry without tears.

"How do I get to this address?" Seeing that it was getting dark, I barely brisked myself and walked to the front desk of the Internet café to ask the uncle, who seemed to be very talkative.

"This is it...... Students will not be accepted......" The uncle grinned as he pointed to one of the warning signs on the front desk.

"It seems that the teacher wrote the wrong address...... Sorry to interrupt ......" I put the note in my pocket with an embarrassed look on my face and turned to leave.

Hearing my words, my uncle hurriedly stopped me: "Wait, are you here to find someone?" ”

"I'm here to find a classmate, but it's ...... here"

"Are you a classmate of Emirates? He's my nephew, and his family can't talk about reception, hehe! The uncle explained with a grin.

"Please give him this homework...... "I didn't want to stay in this noisy place for another second, so I anxiously wanted to get rid of my homework.

"Or you hand it over to him personally, and tell him what to do by the way, I'm afraid that I won't be able to delay him to finish his homework clearly......" The uncle looked at me with an aggrieved look and continued: "Thank you for your hard work, I'll invite you to drink milk tea, okay?" ”

I didn't even go to class, and I said that I would complete my homework, which was a joke...... "Where are the others?" I glanced at him and asked angrily.

"Go straight there, the last box, thank you!" After saying that, the uncle turned his head and instructed one of the employees to buy two cups of milk tea immediately.

Who would dare to drink something given by a stranger...... I made fun of my uncle's lack of common sense as I hurried towards the box.

I patiently knocked on the door a few times, but got no response. I finally couldn't help but push the door of the box open, but I was shocked by what I saw.

"What are you doing?" I asked.