After the politeness was over, Chen Wenwen's mother and daughter took the first step, while Xia Di was dealing with the questions of the two little children.

"I studied here more than ten years ago, and I have long forgotten all about it."

Lu Mingfei's face was full of disbelief: "But you recognized the teaching director at a glance!" ”

It was only half a minute from the time the teaching director came forward to Uncle Xia stopping and coming back, but both of them recognized who the other was, and they still remembered it vividly.

With Master Xia's outstanding appearance and athletic ability, it is impossible to say that his status in Shilan Middle School more than ten years ago was the same as that of his current senior brother, men hate women and love them.

Chu Zihang also thought the same, but he felt that he should not be as good as Master Xia, after all, he was only more popular with girls, and with Master Xia's ability, he estimated that he could conquer the boys in the school and accept them as junior brothers.

"Lao Yan was my homeroom teacher back then, and he used to throw me with chalk heads, but I have always remembered this hatred." Xia Di accidentally exposed himself as a cautious thing.

But Xiao Lu shrank his neck in an instant alertness, after a month of getting along, he naturally knew that Lao Xia Tou was hinting that he had better stop asking questions, otherwise he would not have good fruit to eat tonight.

So he changed the topic without changing his face: "Hey, senior brother, do you just need to come and report today to leave?" ”

Chu Zihang glanced at Lu Zhiren, and did not debunk his careful thoughts, nodded and said, "Yes, only freshmen have to take the entrance test." ”

As a senior in the second year of junior high school, Chu Zihang only needs to sign a name to get a book to leave, and the process is much simpler than Lu Mingfei.

"It's so good~" Xiao Lu sighed with emotion, and his eyes fell on the campus.

As the city's leading private middle school, Shilan Middle School's teachers and campus environment are not ordinarily good, Lu Mingfei feels that it is at least one or two times larger than his primary school, with playgrounds, basketball courts, football fields, badminton courts, table tennis courts, and even tennis courts......

Walking along the school road, you can see students and parents wearing brand-name clothes everywhere, and some of the seniors who are volunteers are wearing the school uniforms of Shilan Middle School to guide the new students who come to register.

The three of them are outstanding, and they also mixed in with a campus figure, which can be described as eye-catching along the way.

Originally, there were a few beautiful senior sisters who were going to introduce the school to Lu Gongzi, but after seeing Chu Zihang as a docent next to them, they all stopped silently.

If this was Riman, they might hold their reddened cheeks in both hands, and their eyes would be blurred and their tone would be reverent: "Ah~ Zihang SAMA's serious appearance is so handsome." ”

But this is the reality, so they just got together to discuss who is sacred, and to be able to win this honor to make the school grass master condescend to be the second generation of the school grass.

Seeing this, the freshmen who were about to ask them where to go in the teaching building turned around and left without saying a word.

Something is wrong with this school!

……

As a private institution that benchmarks foreign aristocratic schools, Shilan Middle School naturally does not give some symbolic, cultural and historical names to the teaching buildings like ordinary schools in China, and there are only teaching buildings for each grade.

The first teaching building of junior high school is a little far from the second teaching building of junior high school, and Chu Zihang is separated from the two downstairs, planning to wait for the registration to be completed and then come over to support the junior and younger brothers.

Originally, Lu Mingfei wanted to go over to see what the situation was in the senior brother's class, and whether it would cause an uproar like the fan meeting, but he was ruthlessly refused.

There was no way, he could only follow Uncle Xia to the classroom on the second floor.

At this time, the time was almost 9 o'clock, and the sixth class of the first year of junior high school was almost full, and there were still some uneasy parents outside the door looking inside to look at their children.

Lu Mingfei looked at his classroom, estimated that there were seventy square meters, there were more than forty sets of tables and chairs in it, and a smiling middle-aged man on the podium was controlling a multimedia projector, and the blackboard behind him was written with the words "Welcome to School", and fireworks and balloons were painted quite carefully.

Look at his future classmates, all of them are dressed up in a particularly beautiful spirit, in addition to Chen Wenwen who he saw just now, Lu Mingfei also saw two familiar fat people.

"The Xu family's double fat is also here?" Lu Mingfei muttered, and found that the few back heads sitting near them were a little familiar, probably his original elementary school classmates.

Perhaps because the new students entered the school and the class teacher was standing on the podium, the students who formed a small group in the audience were just talking softly and did not dare to speak loudly.

Even the Xu family's double fat lowered his loud voice, chatting with the boy at the front table who combed his hair into an adult and wore a handsome suit.

"Uncle, then I'll go in first."

Now there are a few vacant seats left in the class, Lu Mingfei set his target at the vacant seat by the window in the back row out of habit, and said hello to Xia Di and was about to sneak in through the back door, but he was whipped on the back of his head as soon as he raised his leg.

"Go to the front door!" Xia Di made a tiger face, grabbed the back of Xiao Lu's neck, and pushed him towards the front door.

Lu Mingfei, who wanted to sneak into the classroom quietly, rolled his eyes and muttered towards the front door.

……

"Hey, I just saw Lu Mingfei's name on the class roster, this guy is also in the same class as us, why didn't I see him?" Xu Yanyan had been secretly looking at the classmates just now, and found that he hadn't seen the famous decrepit boy, so he couldn't help but look at a few friends behind him.

Sitting behind him was the boy who had been swimming with him before, named Lu Renjia, who couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "Could it be that his parents can't come to him if they have something to do, and their pocket money has been spent again, so they can only walk by themselves." ”

"Hey, hey, if he's late on the first day of school, he'll probably be remembered by the head teacher." The child next to him echoed his words, as if he wished there was a joke to watch.

And Xu Miaomiao and Xue Shengbin in front of him also nodded tacitly, and whispered to the handsome boy in a small suit about Lu Mingfei's glorious deeds in the past, what class sleeps and talks in sleep, is chased by a dog when he is late for school, steals potato chips and is caught, and comics are confiscated, which opens the eyes of the handsome boy who was originally unknown.

The boy's name is Zhao Menghua, he is one of the best rich children in the city, he has been pampered since he was a child, and his grades are good, he belongs to someone else's family, and he has hardly played with "bad" students. At this moment, listening to the popular science of the two, I have a feeling of seeing biodiversity during the preview.

However, Zhao Menghua didn't have much interest in this kind of low-level joke, maybe he would usually laugh at it together, but at the moment his attention was attracted by the girl in the white dress.

The pale white dress and soft hair make people want to take her to see the latest oil paintings on display.

No, it should be to see landscape paintings, Zhao Menghua was attracted by her unique charm at the first sight of the girl just now.

The bookish atmosphere and literary style that are different from ordinary girls make him can't help but have such a poem in his mind - clear water comes out of hibiscus, and it is natural to carve.

Not only him, but almost all the boys in the class were squinting at the corner of the window where the girl was, and the girl sat in her seat with a copy of Duras's "Lover" after completing the formalities, and the sun shone on her face, skirt and skin, everything seemed to be transparent.

And the rest of the part is to divide her eyes to the cold piano beauty Liu Miaomiao, who is holding "Beethoven's Biography" in her hand, her eyes are focused and serious.

Two girls wearing Hello Kitty hairpins seem to be engaged in a silent battle, while the boys look at them like knights who have sworn allegiance to them.

The other girls in the class are actually not bad, but with these two people, it is not their turn to be the class flower.

Therefore, they were secretly looking at the boys in the class, trying to find a few handsome guys to gossip about which one was worthy of the name of the school grass.

But looking at it, everyone here is so ordinary, only Zhao Menghua stands out from the crowd, and surpasses other boys in appearance and bearing, just like a child of an aristocrat to observe the people's feelings.

If there is no accident, Bancao should be him.

The girls made eye contact, and they all thought that it was impossible for one of the remaining people to be able to overpower Zhao Menghua.

Xu Yanyan, who pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, learned about this, and immediately leaned into Zhao Menghua's ear to share the good news with him.

However, Zhao Menghua just nodded lightly, without the slightest surprise or surprise on his face, as if he was saying that he had sat in Bancao's position for too long and too steadily, and he had become accustomed to it.

Gently stroked his well-groomed three-seven-point big back with his hand, and Ban Cao, who exuded a faint cologne perfume smell on his body, was about to humble himself when he found that someone walked in at the door.

Everyone's eyes looked towards the door, only to see a boy in a blue shirt and black slacks and a pair of black Martin boots walking in.

The boy has clean and crisp short hair, fair skin and handsome face, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and he does not dodge or dodge in the face of everyone's scrutinizing eyes, his eyes are as warm as a spring breeze, without half a bit of impetuousness and impetuousness, but with a bit of majesty that cannot be ignored, like sympathy for the people and can overturn the old emperor at any time to inherit the unification of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Everyone's eyes followed the new boys, and the other party's steps were steady and powerful, obviously just walking in the aisle, but there was a kind of style of the new emperor ascending the throne to announce the world, and they cast sincere and warm eyes on the new emperor like subjects.

Lu Mingfei met the gaze of a group of classmates, walked through the crowd to the back window and sat down, inexplicably giving birth to a sense of comfort back to his hometown, and the whole person seemed to be much more relaxed.

He turned his head to look out the door, and Lao Xia was leaning on the railing to look at him, with some relief in his eyes.

Then he turned his head to look out the window, and the blue sky stretched as far as the eye could see, and a few sparrows were chirping on the branches of the trees, as if they were celebrating the birth of a new king.

(End of chapter)