The white horse flies, and time flies. Suddenly, tomorrow became today.

Tang Shuwen looked at the white sky outside, and said to Yingtian with relief: "It's about to dawn, let's go home quickly, you still have to go to school today." With that, he picked him up and jumped straight down from the top of the tower, and disappeared into the night.

At the moment of the rooster's crow, the father and son's bodies basically returned to normal. When they went home just now, Chunhe and the others were still sleeping soundly. Now, the father and son have no intention of saying anything to their families, for fear that they will worry.

After the family finished breakfast, Yingtian led his younger siblings to school.

At the end of Baita Road, Yingtian waved goodbye to Han Bing and Fu'er, and walked in the direction of Baita Middle School. The middle school is on the west side of Baita Mountain, while the Gaoping No. 7 Primary School where Han Bing and Fu'er attend is on the east side of the mountain. The two schools are not far apart, only about ten minutes away.

Yingtian was refreshed today, humming and singing songs all the way.

At this time, a four- or five-year-old chubby dun ran out of the bend of the road. It turned out that he was trying to pick up a small yellow balloon on the road.

Suddenly, a dark gray van came speeding towards the driver, and the driver didn't seem to notice what was ahead. The dirty van drove in front of the child in an instant, and this danger seemed to be inevitable!

Just when everyone was stunned and saw that the tragedy was about to happen, a thin figure suddenly rushed forward and pushed the child to the side of the road in the light of light.

"Bump!" With a bang, the car seemed to hit the figure. Immediately after that, a "sque......ak" of the brakes was heard, and the van suddenly stopped.

I saw two children, one older and one younger, rolling on the side of the road several times in a row before they could stop.

"Xiaojie!" A young couple rushed desperately from not far away, shouting loudly. "Mom, woo woo......" Little Chubby stood up, stretched out his hands, and cried and pounced on his parents who ran over.

After checking and comforting the child in a panic, the couple hurried to the side of the savior. Although Yingtian felt a faint pain in his back, he stood up calmly and patted the dust on his clothes.

"Kid, are you hurt? Thank you so much! What is your name? The young man in a suit and leather shoes asked as he carefully observed Yingtian's body.

There was no blood coming out, and there was no pain in Yingtian, and there was no sign of broken hands and feet. The young man was a little strange and glad.

And the plump bejeweled woman beside him was full of doubts at this time, her white and soft hands slightly supported her chin, staring at the thin but clever and bold Yingtian, silent thoughtfully.

"It's okay, I'm just a student." Yingtian responded. The young man nodded, then turned and walked towards the van. He was furious and shouted at the driver who had just gotten out of the car: "How did you drive the car? ”

The middle-aged driver, with a scruffy beard and a rough face, glanced at him, his eyes flashing with a hint of imperceptible disappointment and cruelty, but soon showed a guilty expression.

He hurriedly folded his hands and frequently apologized. The young man glared at the driver, and when he saw that he was doing well, he ignored him.

Then, the man took out a stack of banknotes in his hand, walked up to Yingtian, smiled and leaned down to him and said, "Shall we take you to the doctor?" Otherwise, if you take the money, it will be our gratitude. ”

"No, it's fine, I still have to rush to school." After speaking, Yingtian ran towards the school without looking back.

At this moment, the plump woman leaned her head over and whispered something in the man's ear mysteriously.

The driver of the van not far away frowned, looked at the couple in a shy, hurriedly opened the door, started the car quickly, and ran away as soon as he slipped away.

By the time the young couple reacted, it was too late. Both of them were so angry that they stomped their feet, and both regretted that they did not remember the perpetrator's license plate number at that time.

Tang Yingtian, who walked towards the school gate, was pleasantly surprised to find that his body seemed to be fine, he didn't expect that he would be so powerful, and he could save people so easily without being injured!

All morning, Yingtian didn't feel any discomfort in his body, so he put his mind at ease.

Before class in the afternoon, Yingtian walked into the classroom, and as soon as he sat in his seat, a little girl with a pure appearance and fair complexion stood in front of him, looking cramped and shy.

Yingtian was a little dazed and a little at a loss. He doesn't like to deal with girls very much, let alone this beautiful and delicate music commissioner--- Ye Zhihan.

Yingtian also likes music, and usually plays the flute in his spare time. Therefore, he has a good impression of this girl who is like a lady and has a natural voice.

"Tang Yingtian, I'm ......" Ye Zhihan's face was flushed and was about to speak, Yingtian's tablemate, the fat boy named Fang Dou came over, and whispered into his ear: "LOVE, how do you say it......" and then "haha" laughed, twisting his chubby body and swaying away.

Several classmates next to him leaned over when they heard the sound and looked at them with strange expressions on their faces. Yingtian's little face turned red all of a sudden, but he quickly defended to a few people: "Don't look at it, we are communicating and learning." ”

When Ye Zhihan saw this situation, her face was flushed with shame. She whispered, "Thank you." Then he turned and trotted back to his place.

Yingtian stroked his forehead with his right hand, although he felt a little inexplicable, but he was still quite happy in his heart, feeling that he had handed over the peach blossom luck? He lowered his head and smirked, and whispered, "If only Xie Baiman could do this, hehe." ”

Xie Baiman is a student in the second and third classes of junior high school, one grade higher than Yingtian. She is recognized by her classmates as the school flower, not only fair-skinned and beautiful, but also versatile in singing and dancing.

Yingtian had his own unique ideas at a young age, and felt that Xie Baiman was not only charming, but also very temperamental.

In fact, what he didn't realize was that Xie Baiman was more open-minded, had a strong sense of autonomy, and had a lot of eyes. The temperament he shows is different from that of most girls, giving him a hazy feeling that can't be explained.

With Yingtian's current superficial understanding of society and the world, he can't gain insight into this hazy feeling.

The school flower Xie Baiman is free and confident, and her words and deeds are mavericks, which is so eye-catching and admirable. At least, that's what Yingtian said in her heart.

His cognitive evaluation, like Xie Baiman's coquettishness, is buried deep in his heart, and from time to time it jumps out like an elf, tugging at his heartstrings and making him fascinated.

In this era when the economy is still relatively backward and the people are not rich, everyone is dressed so neatly, and there are blue gray and grass green colors everywhere. Although Xie Baiman's flamboyant personality is so incompatible with everyone, in the heart of the eleven-year-old Yingtian, it is different and endearing.

However, Xie Baiman has never paid attention to Tang Yingtian, who is small and rustic, so he may not know him at all. Yingtian, like other ignorant boys, is just unrequited love for this beautiful girl.

When the class bell rang, the head teacher, Ms. Wang, walked into the classroom, followed by several young and middle-aged people.