In the morning, what happened?

Shang Luo looked up from the table in a sober manner, and it was only ten minutes before the end of class. His memory was interrupted from the beginning of the recess to the present, and it seemed that he did not wake up when the class bell rang.

"Are you awake? Have you slept enough? The teacher's voice suddenly appeared behind him.

Mr. Song, 55, is a full-time teacher in the 10th grade Gengzi class, that is, the head teacher. He teaches Chinese and has actually been with these students for more than 10 years.

Shang Luo remembered seeing him when he was a child, when he still had some hair, not as bald as he is now. It was only because he was transferred to Yangzhou that he did not finish his studies in the Gengzi class.

"Song... Mr. Song? I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, you haven't been in class in years, and it's not bad for me. Your jet lag matters, and if I force you up and hold you up, you won't be able to attend any other classes that day. ”

"Ahh

"Are you embarrassed? Well, good thing. If you take it for granted, it means that you have gone crooked over the years. However, after all, everyone is a senior child, and objectively speaking, you are also a professional who can take charge of your own business, and the school values your creativity more. Discipline or something, with 'attendance' and 'don't cause trouble to others' as the bottom line. Getting some sleep once in a while isn't a big problem. However, don't you know the next example? It's true that sleeping once doesn't affect other people, but you can't sleep big every day. ”

"Definitely! Certain! ”

Shang Luo began to think that if he had gone to school here back then, it might have been a good choice. Although he hadn't seen each other for a long time, he could see some "aura" from this teacher Song, and a good teacher seemed to be like this - maintaining mutual trust with students and maintaining confidence in his homework. and the hair that is sparse on the top of the head and is difficult to collect with a mesh towel.

Although the quality of teaching in all schools in Yujing is very good, the Wutaishan Institute is particularly well funded. Because several health centers here are relatively wealthy, health studies are naturally better. Whether it's a teacher or a classmate, everyone is a professional.

The school's sponsors are also deep-pocketed. In addition to the guardhouse, it is mainly the Longjiang Shipyard next door. That's how the name of the Longjiang team came from.

Shang Luo didn't want to live up to the precious trust of others. Although it was ten minutes, he still wanted to play the role of a good student - even if it was pretending, he had to make a good connection.

The bell rang, teachers and students bowed to each other, and this morning's class was over. Mr. Song stamped a small stamp on the questions written at the end of Shang Luo's textbook, which counted him as completing a small part of the coursework. Not a big problem.

"How's it going, have you woken up?" Qi Yuan leaned against the table and waited next to her.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up now. I'm sorry I didn't greet everyone when I walked in the morning, I was so sleepy. ”

"Understand, understand, and talk about it later. Everyone likes you a lot, and those guys were going to come to talk to you before, but I just blasted them out. You'd better not get used to them. Exams are your own business, what's the use of using metaphysics. ”

"You don't really think I'm auspicious, can I be blessed casually, right?"

"How do I know, after all, you could talk to dogs when you were young, and you must have gained some Taoism when you watched gorillas baring their teeth in Yangzhou over the years."

"Where the hell do you think I've been! San Francisco only has big turnips. There are turnips everywhere, turnips all over the mountains. ”

"Surrounded by turnips? So where do gorillas live? ”

"Why can't you get along with gorillas? Gorillas live in a zoo, okay? San Francisco also has a zoo. What is your image of San Francisco? ”

"Ah, this..."Qi Yuan looked at the ceiling, "I always feel that it is far away, and people don't want to go to a place, I feel that there are either big crocodiles or gorillas." Those of us who were born in Kinai don't want to go anywhere else. As far as Guangzhou, I don't even want to go to Lanfang. But it seems like a great thing to be able to come back from there, and you've had some mysteries on you since you were a child. ”

So they don't actually know what's going on on the plane?

Shang Luo thought that they had heard some rumors, and heard that he had used a small hammer to point at the Baihui acupoint and smashed the generator or something. Feelings are still a matter of childhood.

"Feelings, you think of me as an old shaman, don't you?"

"It's not that there's nothing in it. Ah, graduated, understand. Not everyone can graduate safely, and everyone's pressure is still not small. No matter how you say it, you won't be able to leave Kinai, but everyone still wants to stay in Beijing. It's not impossible to go to Guangzhou, where the food is delicious, but the refrigeration fee is a little more expensive. Let's not talk about this for a while, when it's time to eat, let's go eat first. Did you bring a meal ticket for the cafeteria? ”

"Do you have a meal ticket?"

"Okay, I didn't bring it." Qi Yuan took out a round ladybug-shaped wallet and looked for it inside.

"I'll treat you to dinner at noon. It's too late for you to buy a meal ticket now, and there are quite a lot of people in the cafeteria. ”

"Wait, what about the delivery?"

"Eat and eat, eat first. Where do you go to find someone to deliver at this point? It's all in the dining hall. I'll take you to recognize the people first, and I'll let the team leave a seat for you. ”

Shang Luo wanted to say that he was not hungry. In the morning, he ate a "royal meal" at Zhu Xianene's place, and he still has a round belly. But on the first day of school, he was strange enough, and he felt that at least today he had to go to the cafeteria like a normal student.

In early summer, it is the time when the sycamores of Yujing are in full bloom. Layers of sycamores cover the road between the school buildings, blocking out the slightly hot midday sun, but retaining the chirping of summer cicadas.

They came out a little late—by the time they reached the dining hall, the seats on the first floor were almost full. No matter where you are, the sprint to the cafeteria will not be slow.

Qi Yuan stood at the door for a while, and looked inside:

"Strange... What about the people in the convoy? Why didn't you come? Forget it, let's eat it ourselves. It's really not worry-free. ”

"And where do we sit?" It's full, and it doesn't look like there's a seat.

"Here! Here and here! Shang Luo suddenly heard a familiar voice-

"Squad leader! And also... And also... That auspicious brother! Come and sit here, we've got a seat here! ”

Two minutes later, Shang Luo took his plate and sat down in the seat reserved for him. Not surprisingly, he was fed three more ... Oh no, five bottles of Wangcub milk, and other bits and pieces. It's all piled up there like tribute.

"I said, you three, can you stop in moderation?" Qi Yuan looked at them and handed back one of the bottles: "Don't make trouble for others, isn't three bottles enough?" ”

"It's someone else's offer... Oh no, someone else fed. Everyone thinks that Xiangrui's younger brother hasn't seen him for many years, and it's too hard to see the big hippopotamus baring his teeth outside, and he looks so cute. That's why I can't help but feed it. ”

"You..."

"Eh, eh! Squad leader, listen up, put on the news! Listen to the news! With the future of two capitals and thirteen provinces on our shoulders, how can we not listen to the news? There are flying stars in the sky over Matsue, and it is said that every time you see it, it's a Thursday... What, you don't know that this is one of the four major urban legends alongside the 'Grand Palace Metro Station' and 'Brother the Ripper'. Haven't heard of it, have you? Then you've got your eyes open today. Eat more tribute, just listen to cross talk and cheer. Eat more, eat more. ”