March is quietly coming, and it is the day of the start of the new semester.

Hatthale's parents decided to let him continue his studies.

Repeating a grade has become inevitable.

From May of the previous year to now, Hetale has been on a leave of absence for more than nine months. I only took half of the classes in the second semester of my sophomore year. I didn't take any of the courses in the first semester of my junior year of high school. There was no way, Hetale could only repeat the grade for a year, and then go on to study in the second year of high school.

Before the start of the new semester, Hatthale's parents applied to the school to repeat a grade.

On March 1, in the office of the Teaching Office of Taizihe No. 1 Senior High School, under the recommendation of Cao Jianbo, the director of the Teaching Office, the parents of Hetale met with Mr. Xin, the new head teacher of Hetale, and briefly introduced the relevant situation of Hetale. Subsequently, under the leadership of the new class teacher, Hetale came to his new class, the eighth class of the second year.

Hetale's new homeroom teacher is named Xin Shengli, a male physics teacher, he wears a pair of metal-framed glasses, inches, is not tall, somewhat thin, and the text is weak, but clean and spirited. He was less than 30 years old, and after graduating from graduate school, he was admitted to Taizihe No. 1 Senior High School as a physics teacher, and he was not yet married. The eighth class of the second year is the first class he led as a class teacher.

Walking into the classroom of the eighth class of the second year, under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, Hetale was nervous for a while.

"This is a new student who has transferred to our eighth class. He had taken a year off due to illness, and now he has been placed in our class. He will be studying and living with us for the next year and a half. Everyone should take care of him and help him more, so that he can integrate into our class as soon as possible. Everyone is welcome! Teacher Xin introduced to the class.

"There were exactly 48 students in our class. You are number 49. Just sit here for the time being. After that, we adjust the seats. Teacher Xin pointed to a separate desk under the podium near the window and said to Hettal.

He understood that the separate desk in the class was usually used by the teacher to supervise mischievous students. Although he was very reluctant, he had no choice but to sit in that seat.

"Okay, now everyone continues to study in the morning." After saying that, Teacher Xin turned around and walked out of the classroom, and closed the door of the classroom casually.

Taking advantage of the teacher's absence, Hetale glanced around and found that none of the classmates here he knew. There was only one girl, as if she had seen it somewhere, but it wasn't very real. Hettal stared at her, thinking about it.

The girl who looked back at him was named Lin Qingya, and she was a member of the study committee in the class. She sat in the second seat on the right side of the third row in the middle of the classroom, a stack of exercise books more than a foot high covering her small half of her face, behind the silver-colored metal-framed glasses was a pair of clear eyes like water, the eyebrows were naturally slender and slightly curved, and the two pink beaded lips were inlaid on the peach-like white and translucent face, which was very moving.

"It's her. In the summer, in the mall, in the toilet, one of the two girls. Xiao Yanzhen said intermittently to Hetale.

Finding that Hei Tale had been looking in her direction, Lin Qingya looked at him briefly for two seconds, her face turned red, and she quickly buried her head behind the workbook in front of her, not daring to raise it again.

The first period in the morning is a math class. Mathematics is Haital's weak point. Although he took a two-month course the year before, he had already forgotten everything because he had not studied well enough and had not watched it again for more than nine months.

The math teacher who taught the eighth class of the second year was Han Haiyan, a famous teacher in our school, and she was notoriously strict in her classes.

In class, math teacher Han Haiyan saw that Hetale was a new face, so she deliberately explored his reality. "This student at the front of the window, you can solve the equation I just wrote on the blackboard." Han Haiyan said as she looked at Heitale.

"Hmm...... Yes...... Well....... I'm sorry, teacher. I...... I do not know. Hetale blushed with shame and bowed his head silently. This drew whispered ridicule from a few naughty bags in the class.

"What is your name, classmate?" Han Haiyan asked.

"Black Tower." He Tale lowered his head and whispered.

"Did you get distracted? Every minute in class counts. You've wasted not only your own time, but also the time of all your classmates, as well as mine. Wasting time is killing money, you know? You have to listen carefully to my lesson, have you memorized? Not an example! Sit down first! Han Haiyan said solemnly, and glanced at Hei Ta Le.

Hettal nodded, and sat back in his seat awkwardly. At this moment, he longed to turn into a bird and fly away.

In this math class, Hetale spent it in a difficult atmosphere. During this period, the math teacher looked at him several times with sharp eyes.

After class, a few students went to the third year of high school to inquire about the situation of Hetale. But it's all hearsay.

Back in the classroom, a few girls were whispering gossip.

"I heard that he went out on a wild trip with a few gangsters who didn't like to study, and as a result, he fell off a high platform and broke his head."

"Really? I heard that he later became insane. Or why didn't I take such a long break from school. ”

"He didn't learn very well before, he was always counted later, and he was definitely not a good student."

Even Yu Qingya, a member of the study committee who has never participated in gossip, joined the discussion of the topic. "In the summer, when I went to the mall with my sister, I saw him go into the women's bathroom, and my sister said that he might be a pervert."

"Wow, wouldn't it? So scary? ”

The girls all looked at the Black Tower. He noticed that Hettal was also watching them. They all turned around and bowed their heads, muttering quietly, "He looked at us, maybe he was a hooligan and a pervert." We need to be careful and stay away from him. ”

Thinking that the girls had discovered that they were looking at Yu Qingya, he suddenly looked shy and turned his head.

On the first day of repeating, Hettal spent it in this awkward atmosphere. This gave him the illusion that the teacher in every class had to look at him a few times, and his eyes were intriguing, as if he was an outlier.

The next day, Hettal came early. In front of the teaching building, he saw a familiar round figure. "Fat Man! Fat head! Hetale shouted from behind the man.

The person who was called "Fat Toutuo" by Hetale was none other than his former classmate Liu Pan.

"! Skinny head! How are you? The man looked back and saw that it was Hattale and said in surprise.

"Well, I repeated a grade. Now in the second year of the eighth class. Hetale said helplessly.

"It's great that you're okay! God has eyes, and Jiren has his own appearance! Liu Pan said with a smile with his hands folded.

"Seon is not blessed. Now we're tired to death! In less than 100 days, we're going to take the college entrance exam, Alexander. You still have a year and a half. I envy you! There is still such a long time to prepare. Liu Pan complained.

"I went to college a year after you! When the time comes, you won't forget me, right? Hetale said with a slight loss.

"How so? How so? We are always iron. Damn, I won't tell you! I'm going to be late. Someone dares to bully you, look for buddy! Dude help you cut him. After speaking, Liu Pan ran into the teaching building with a smoke.

Looking at Liu Pan's back, Hetale was both moved and lost in his heart.

It's been a long time since he studied seriously. Since repeating a grade and transferring to another class, he has not been in the ideal state of study. I had learned half of the course before, and I forgot it all as if I hadn't learned it.

Leaving his former best friends and coming to a new class also made Hattale lonely and depressed. He didn't have the heart to study at all, he was very confused, he was often distracted in class, and of course he couldn't avoid being reprimanded by the teacher.

In the mid-term exam, Hetale was at the bottom of the class, finishing eighth from the bottom.

Originally, He Limei thought that her son had studied for half a semester before, but she didn't expect her grades to get worse and worse. She regretted her lax management of the Black Tower in the past few months. "I have to let Hetale go to cram school!" He Limei thought.

As a result, the weekends of Hetale began to be full. Once again, he joined the army of make-up classes. Exhaustion, once again, became the theme of his life. Mom's preaching also filled my ears again. Loneliness, confusion, and exhaustion make Hetale in a very bad state.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan is really there.

At this time, Xiao Yanzhen became the strong backing of Hetale.

Seeing that Hetale's mental state was getting worse and worse, Xiao Yanzhen thought for a long time, and finally had a deep conversation with him on a night when Hetale had insomnia.

"Le, is there anything you really want to do? The kind of thing that doesn't eat, doesn't sleep, doesn't pay for it, and still insists on doing it. It can be used as an ideal thing in life. Xiao Yanzhen asked.

"Nope. There can't be either. All along, it was my mother who asked me to learn this, I just learned this, let me learn that, I just learned that. I've never had a hobby of my own. I love to play mobile games, but it's not a hobby, right? Hattale replied.

"Do you have any ideas or goals for the future?" Xiao Yanzhen continued to ask.

"There is no goal. I don't know what kind of university I want to go to in the future, what major I want to study, and I never thought about it. Including the graduate school entrance examination after graduating from university, my mother also said that at that time, if we were not a graduate student, it would be difficult to find a job, and it would be a problem to support ourselves without a job. ”

"Le, would you like to help me fulfill a wish?" Xiao Yanzhen asked seriously.

"Brother Xiao, what are you talking about. Can we still be separated from each other now? A must! Hettal replied.

"It may be very difficult for me to realize this wish, and it may take a lot of time and energy, I wonder if you can withstand the pain and tiredness in the meantime?" Xiao Yanzhen asked tentatively.

"Brother Xiao, I'm not afraid of hardship, I'm not afraid of tiredness, as long as you're happy." Hetale swears.

"That's good. My wish is: to find out, why did God wake me up again? How did my family live in the long time since I died? What happened to them? Where are they buried? Where am I buried? I need you to help me find the answers to these questions. After saying this, Xiao Yanzhen's excited emotions had brought tears to the eyes of Hetale.

"It sounds like a hard feeling, but I'm sure I'll do what I say." Hetale said firmly.

"Le, do you remember the days when I first taught you how to practice zama steps? All the masterful techniques start with the easiest part. And the studies you have to go through now are no different from practicing kung fu. Start from the basics, take the trouble to accumulate over time, and sooner or later it will become powerful. You have to believe in yourself. Only if you succeed in your studies will it be possible for my wish to come true sooner. Xiao Yan said earnestly.

"There are some subjects, I'm too bad!" Hetale said weakly.

"How much is the difference? Don't compare yourself to others. As long as you are one step further than you were yesterday, it is a victory. Happy, rest when you're tired, but don't give up. Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and they do their best in life without regrets. ”

Xiao Yanzhen's words made Hei Tale, who was thinking of breaking the jar, suddenly wake up and regain his confidence. He decided to really work hard, for himself and for Xiao Yanzhen.