When Mu Qingyun and the students of the first and second classes of junior high school walked all the way to No. 1 Middle School, it was the third day of the first month of March, the warm sun was rising, the spring flowers were blooming, and it was also the school anniversary of No. 1 Middle School.

It is said that many years ago, about 30 or 40 years, there was a pond around Xiongxian, and the people wanted to go out of Xiongxian, but they had to walk on the waterway for most of the day to get out.

As soon as the rainy season arrives, waterlogging will form, and the roads will be blocked, making it difficult to move an inch.

However, after the construction of Xiongxian No. 1 Middle School, Xiongxian County has been smooth for seven or eight years, and has never encountered disasters again.

Everyone says that a middle school has a great soul and has a destiny, and many big businessmen have noticed the small school in this small county town and invested more and more money.

No. 1 Middle School naturally became the best school in Xiongxian County.

One of them has its own school bus, and there is a small parking lot, and even the students are very high-spirited, and they all look very proud.

After entering the school gate, Xiao Cai's mouth was even more open like a big egg.

"Electricity, electricity—"

"Computer room."

A few students next to him snorted and laughed, "You just know." ”

Why do students in the county want to go to No. 1 Middle School?

Not only the teachers are good, but the children will inevitably organize a visit to the school, and when they go to the first middle school, the windows are bright and clean, the beautiful building, and there are a full set of laboratories, experimental equipment, and even a computer room.

Who can not be impressed?

Since Principal Wang came, No. 3 Middle School has also carried out a certain degree of campus renovation, and has also taken down a large piece of surrounding land to build a new gymnasium and laboratory building.

In terms of scale, the three of them are no worse than the first one now, but the details are compared, and they are inferior in the end.

Mu Qingyun is in the first middle school and the third middle school, even if her grades are so good, crushing the students of the first middle school, it obviously doesn't matter which student she attends, but when outsiders hear it, they will always feel pity.

At the beginning, even the teachers of No. 1 Middle School felt that the only obstacle to getting Mu Qingyun back was that Principal Wang was a little difficult.

Whether Mu Qingyun himself will agree to go to their school is not considered by everyone at all.

In Xiongxian County, how can the students that No. 1 Middle School want not to have?

But I didn't get it.

Mu Qingyun belongs in No. 1 Middle School, I am not in No. 1 Middle School, but No. 1 Middle School is full of my legendary state.

As soon as the students of Class 1 of No. 3 Middle School arrived at the square, all the students of No. 1 Middle School turned their heads together and watched Mu Qingyun start whispering.

Xiao Cai immediately put away her appearance of having never seen the world properly, and tried to follow Mu Qingyun's hand, firmly holding her arm.

The students of No. 1 Middle School are also really curious.

In the previous three middle schools, one Qi Changzhi was worth a high look, but he was also crushed by a few scholars in their first middle school.

But as soon as Mu Qingyun arrived, since then, they have never won the first place in the city's joint entrance examination.

Six of the top 10 are No. 1 students, and half of the top 50 are No. 1 students.

When ordinary people first look at the red list posted, what do people see? Let's see who the first place is.

Even the second place is not cared about, unless it is when the news media reports the top three, the second and third places buy one get two free, as a by-product of the first place.

Now it's good, the best junior high school in Xiongxian is No. 1 Middle School, and the first place in Xiongxian County is in No. 3 Middle School, tsk!

Mu Qingyun calmly watched the students of No. 1 Middle School, and led the students to sit in the positions assigned to them.

"She is Mu Qingyun?"

Seeing this, many students of No. 1 Middle School had hidden in their hearts a lot of unhappiness and discomfort.

It seems that the other party doesn't have three heads and six arms, but I just feel that if the first is her, it is not difficult to accept.

Let's just say that their school's god of learning, school grass, Zhou Yu.

If he studies well, he is not as handsome as he is, he is also good-looking, he is not as good at studying as he is, he is shining and shining in the eyes of many classmates in school, and he is the kind of noble boy who needs to look up.

But now Mu Qingyun is sitting there as a girl, dressed ordinarily, and her background is nothing commendable, but when you look at it like this, you will feel that the breeze and the moon are in her arms, and all the good things in the world appear on her, and they are not contrary to harmony.

She got first, nothing to fuss about.

Jiang Minhua also saw her.

and Wang Yun, the youngest son of the Wang family.

The two of them have mixed tastes in their hearts, and they can't wait to hide.

Wang Yundu's pocket money is gone, and now he spends money, and he is controlled by others.

The eldest brother called over and scolded him for more than an hour.

Wang Yun forced himself not to think about Mu Qingyun, but when he saw her this time, he felt all kinds of bad feelings in his heart.

Yes, he recognized the wrong person, and Mu Qingyun may be his childhood playmate.

He also offended the other party because of a misunderstanding.

But a girl, with a hard temper to that extent, it is not enough to apologize and have to go through the inspection department!

He doesn't want to get along with such a girl, and he can't be a friend.

Wang Yun felt that Jiang Minhua's gentle and gentle, slightly shy, and sweet smile was the image of his childhood playmate.

But for a long time, Jiang Minhua ignored him at all.

Wang Yundong thought about it, came back to his senses, and listened to Mr. Gao, who had just finished his speech on the stage, holding the microphone, smiling, and said calmly: "As I said, human memory has a set of passwords, and those who master this password can completely control their memory. ”

"Now, we have invited Si Xue and Long Yuanyuan from No. 1 Middle School to do a comparative experiment with me."

The scene suddenly became extremely enthusiastic.

Si Xue and Long Yuanyuan are both well-known for their good memory, although they are not unforgettable, but they can memorize all the knowledge they memorize a few times.

Two people stood on the stage, and countless words and graphics were displayed in turn.

It only took twenty minutes, and both of them wrote more than seventy percent silently.

Many students were dizzy and dizzy when they saw it, but now when they saw the two classmates so powerful, they suddenly burst into cheers.

At this age, there are few superstitious authoritarians, especially the students of No. 1 Middle School, who are the pride of the sky, cheering loudly for their classmates, and they can't wait to step on that peak teacher.

Gao Feng also laughed: "It seems that the students are very confident." ”

"But if I don't even have the memory of you two children, I won't be qualified to write my book."

He waved his hand and said with a smile: "The speed is three times faster, I don't need the previous logo, just let the students present add the words and patterns you want to add at will, write whatever you want, and you can increase the difficulty for me at will." ”

Soon, the students brainstormed their ideas, and they turned straight out of the extracurricular book, turned the page and wrote on the cardboard.

All kinds of irregular characters are mixed with various more complex patterns, and the languages of foreign countries are drawn.

(End of chapter)