At the age of seven, Zeng Xiangyang went to school, in the city's best first primary school, mother Zhang Yulan in the city's first high school as a class teacher, teaching Chinese, Zeng Xiangyang was a small school, it is also logical, the local unwritten rules, the teacher's children are in the school where their parents teach, and the tuition and miscellaneous fees are free, although the tuition and miscellaneous fees are not much per semester, but they add up to a lot, which is also the welfare of being a teacher!

Ayi Khan was also arranged by his uncle to go to a small school in the city, not to go to a national school, but to go to a Han school, which can be described as far-sighted, Ayi Khan was very happy about this, because he heard that Zeng Xiangyang also went to school in a primary school in the city, the first time, he found Zeng Xiangyang, made an appointment with him, reported to the first day, and rode to school together in the morning.

On the morning of September 1, the two rode Guan Gong and Bai Yun to a small wooded area near the city, where there was a stable, which was the stable of a friend of Uncle Ayihan, and his horse was also in the stable. The two tied their horses and walked into the school together.

After Zeng Xiangyang reported to duty, the seats were arranged to the fifth row of the first group by the head teacher Li Yumei according to their height, and the class of 52 people was divided into four groups, the first group and the fourth group by the wall were divided into seven rows, and the second and third groups in the middle were divided into six rows.

Zeng Xiangyang squinted at the same table, the same table is called Zhao Yan, like him, he is also the teacher's child, and her father is a physics teacher in junior high school. Zhao Yan is thin and tall, with big eyes, and some yellow skin, she specially wore a white shirt on her upper shirt and a floral skirt on her lower body, tied in a ponytail, clean, capable, and very energetic, put her hands on the table, sat straight, and then looked at Zeng Xiangyang, and also wore a white shirt that her mother specially found out in the morning, this white shirt is the old clothes worn by her brother Zeng Xiangjun, worn on Zeng Xiangyang's thin body, showing fat, Zhang Yulan was originally going to change her clothes to be smaller, Zeng Zhiwen said, "What to change, Xiangyang grows fast, If you wear it a few times, you can't wear it, so it's better not to change it", which made her change her mind and didn't change her clothes. Zeng Xiangyang's pants are also his brother's, these blue pants are okay, they are just right to wear on the body, but there is a dazzling patch on the left knee. Zeng Xiangyang looked indifferent, crossed Erlang's legs, and lazily listened to Mr. Li's speech on the podium.

Zhao Yan squinted and glared at Zeng Xiangyang, she had long heard her father talk about the third child of Teacher Zhang's family, who was naughty and mischievous, stealing chickens and dogs, not learning and not knowing, and I heard that he was still playing with the Uyghur Balangzi, and sooner or later he would be a second-rate child. Zhao Yan sat at the same table with him, it was deliberately done by Mr. Li, the purpose was to let Zhao Yan help Zeng Xiangyang, which is equivalent to pairing, after all, Li Yumei and Zhang Yulan have a good personal relationship, they are good friends who have nothing to say, and it is natural to help a friend's son to be motivated.

The more Zhao Yan looked at Zeng Xiangyang's hanging appearance, the more uncomfortable she felt, out of sight and out of mind, Zhao Yan told herself.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Horse, horse! Zeng Xiangyang, who was dozing off, immediately came to his senses, and following the direction of the shouting classmate's finger, he saw Bai Yun's head sticking into the classroom window.