The cicadas in that summer were noisy than in any year. The branches outside the classroom window grew wildly, but they could not stop the scorching sun.

The big breaks on the top floor of the Mingli Building of the Affiliated High School have always been noisy. The student committee member of Class A of the Second Grade drifted into the classroom from the corridor and shouted: "Register - our class is about to enter!"

"The little eunuch from Jingshifang is here to deceive people again." Someone teased

"You're a fucking eunuch, I'll tell you the truth."

"It's not mid-term or end-term, who can join?"

"A transfer student."

As soon as he said this, the awake people in the classroom were energetic: "Men's and women's? Fidelity?"

"It's true! I just saw it, man, fair and handsome." The school committee stumbled for a moment and added: "I don't know which teacher doesn't act like a human being, and pulled out other people's school weddings."

There were a series of screams of clamoring in the classroom, and several girls took advantage of the chaos to look at the corner of the last row. There was a boy lying on the table to make up for sleep. One hand covered the back of his head, his long fingers were slightly bent, and his wrist bones were protruding.

It was too noisy around him, so he grabbed his short hair and turned his head to change direction.

The girls withdrew their gaze and their voices suddenly became much lighter: "Where did it come from?"

The school committee signed up for a school name.

"What's the matter? Is there this school around?"

"I haven't heard of it, but it must be a provincial focus, otherwise it wouldn't be able to transfer to our class."

"Wait, I'll check it out." The boy who spoke was like a thief, took out his cell phone from the table's belly: "Don't the teacher come over, right? Please keep an eye on me."

He searched quickly, and after searching for the daze: "Fuck?"

"What's wrong?"

The boy held his cell phone and showed it around, and the rest were also stunned.

After a while, someone finally came to his senses: "He who is from other provinces? He who is from other provinces transfers to Jiangsu after the first year of high school? He is taking the college entrance examination? Is that handsome guy's brain stuck in the door?"

Sheng Wang, whose brain was stuck in the door, was waiting for the Academic Affairs Office to fall.

The cicada was hissing in the thick yin. He left the window and stuffed his headphones to hear his father's new voice clearly. Three consecutive words, each for 1 minute, were Sheng Mingyang's usual style.

"Your uncle Chen just called me and said you went upstairs by yourself. Why don't you wait for him to go with me? It's better if you have someone to take with you in the new place and new classmates-"

"How is the school atmosphere? Is it different from the previous No. 1 Middle School? Although they are all provincial key points, they are not the same province after all--"

"Did you see Lao Xu--"

The air conditioner in the Political and Education Department is a bit old and can only be refrigerated locally, suitable for middle-aged and elderly friends. Sheng Wang stood at the air outlet, and the slight sweat on the ends of his hair was blown cold. He pointed at the screen with his fingers, and he only cut off each voice after hearing a brief summary. He rolled his eyes and felt a little confused when he turned the third one.

Of course, Uncle Chen knew that it was the driver who sent him to report. The teaching area did not allow cars to enter, and the parking plating was far away. Shengwang took a step further and felt it was difficult, so he simply asked him to go back first.

So……

"Who is Lao Xu?" Sheng Wang pressed the send button and said.

"You've pinched my voice again?" Sheng Mingyang replied in an instant.

Sheng Wang carried the collar and fanned himself, pretending to be disconnected from the internet.

Sheng Mingyang chased after him on a phone call, and his tone was helpless: "Old Xu is the director of the Political and Education Department. He is not too tall and has a good appearance. He may be a little serious. It is logical that he should answer you, have you seen it?"

Sheng Wang recalled according to his description: "No, right? The teacher who picked me upstairs was quite kind and kept laughing, but he looked like a big-mouthed monkey."

He was still short, and he saw that he had just reached Sheng Wang's shoulder and spoke with his face. He placed Sheng Wang here and went downstairs, saying that he was looking for someone to get new textbooks.

Sheng Mingyang got stuck: "Oh, it's almost him."

Shengwang: "…"

He thought for a while and said, "Dad, do you think I'm good-looking?"

Sheng Mingyang wanted to hit him.

As a businessman, his kung fu is perfect in his words and silly words, but his son cannot hold on.

Voices came from outside the door, Sheng Wang looked at him: "Monkey, no, Director Xu is here, I'll die first."

Sheng Mingyang speeded up his speech: "Okay, perform well, try to leave a good impression on the teacher on the first day, don't get nicknames."

"Oh." Sheng Wang responded sluggishly.

"I'll ask Xiao Chen to pick you up tonight. I'll be able to get home at that time. I'll take you-"

He hesitated for a moment, and then pretended to be relaxed and natural, "Let's invite you Aunt Jiang to have a meal together. This is the matter that my father discussed with you last time, okay?"

Sheng Wang pursed his lips.

Aunt Jiang’s name is Jiang Ou and has a son. He has never seen Jiang Ou live. He has only seen two photos and is quite perfunctory.

He listened to this name intermittently for almost a year, and the frequency ranged from once every two or three months to almost every day. He was really getting used to it. I have to say that Sheng Mingyang is a master in controlling the rhythm and can't make any mistakes. So much so that Sheng Wang couldn't even find a suitable entry point for losing his temper.

Last month, Sheng Mingyang said that he would be busy twice as much as he stayed at home for a few days. He also said that something happened to Jiangou and the house could not be lived in. So he wanted Jiangou to move here, so he had a place to stay and could help take care of Sheng Wang.

In fact, the care is fake, and there are special aunts in cleaning and cooking. The accident may not be true. It’s just a breakthrough. Can you still leave if you really live together?

This matter was said to be a discussion, but before Sheng Wang nodded, new supplies had begun to appear at home, and everything was preparing to welcome the woman, oh, and her son.

Whether to eat this meal tonight is only one result.

He couldn't hear Sheng Wang's answer for a long time, so Sheng Mingyang called him on the other end of the phone.

Director Xu, who looked like a big-mouthed monkey, happened to walk into the door, Sheng Wang paused and hung up the phone.

After all, it is a freshman report, and Director Xu of the Political and Education Department can still maintain basic kindness: "Call at home? It doesn't matter, don't rush to hang up the phone and say it should."

Sheng Wang turned his head, smiling with a boyish anger: "Thank you, teacher, I've said it almost."

Director Xu pointed at him and nodded to the teacher behind him. He had just said downstairs that although the new transfer student had a face that could harm the little girl, he looked like a good student and would not be out of line.

"Come on, sit down." Director Xu pointed to the newly brought small stack of books and said: "This is the teaching materials that you should use in theory this semester, you can read them."

What is theoretical?

Sheng Wang didn't understand what this meant for a moment. He took the top chemistry and flipped two pages, which was quite consistent with what he learned before. It was quite similar, so it shouldn't be a big problem to learn.

"I have read your previous information and have transferred it several times?" said Director Xu.

Sheng Wang nodded: "Well, turn it a few times." He basically followed Sheng Mingyang.

I studied elementary school in Jiangsu. I changed twice from the first year of junior high school to the first year of high school, and this is the third time. Thanks to these experiences, he has no feelings for anywhere and can't stay anywhere for long.

"I have also read the transcript. Very excellent students have basically not fallen out of the top three in the grade. Qualifications are definitely enough, but the schools on both sides may have a small difference in the order and progress of the course arrangement." Director Xu gestured with his fingers less than 1 cm and comforted him: "You will encounter such problems more or less when transferring schools. You can make up for it with a little snack. Don't be afraid."

Sheng Wang's classmate had a smooth journey, and he had never been afraid of anyone in his studies, so he was afraid that he could not be afraid. But he could not act too unmodest, so he had to put down his raised tail: "I have prepared mentally before coming, so I'll try to keep up."

Director Xu was even more kind: "Have you ever had a pre-scoring subject in the first year of high school?"

Sheng Wang said: "No, the school has tried a one-semester class system."

"Oh." Director Xu nodded, "Actually, we also follow the shift system, just a little more special."

Sheng Wang was a little confused: "Special? Why is it special?"

"The Class A you are about to join is the intensive class of physics and chemistry in the second year of high school. We will go there once in half a semester. There are two major exams in the midterm and final exams. The last three in each major exam will drop to Class B, and then choose the top three to make up for it. This is the class-based system."

Shengwang: "…"

In short, they are the way to walk when choosing a course, and they are the way to walk when they get out.

Director Xu scared the children enough and finally decided to be a person.

He took Sheng Wang through the flower corridor and walked towards the Mingli Building. When passing by a wall of honor, Sheng Wang couldn't help but glance at it a few more because the expressionless "document photo" on the wall was so much like a wanted order.

This school has awesome aesthetics, he thought to himself.

Director Xu tiptoed and performed the peacock spreading his tail on the spot. He said proudly: "The number of competitions in the first year of high school is not too many, but we performed very well. Most of the people on this wall will become your classmates, you can recognize them in advance."

Sheng Wang was face-blind and had no interest in identifying his classmates in advance, so he remembered one of them.

First, this person had a high repetition rate and turned the wall of honor into Lianlian by his own efforts; second, his surname was Jiang and his name was Jiang Tian.

The key point is second.

Sheng Wang believed that if he became an emperor, he would definitely be a fool, and he would love to be a fool. He would be a petty person. Anyway, he didn't like anyone with his surname Jiang recently.

Director Xu admired the wall for the first thousand times, but suddenly pulled up the donkey's face. He approached the photo of Jiang Tian, ​​reached out to wipe it twice, and said angrily: "Who is painting love on the wall of honor, is it unruly!"

Sheng Wang was next to him and made things difficult: "More than one person painted it."

The photographer at the school is too wild, but the people in the photos still have some characteristics. In the words of Director Xu, it can bring disaster to the little girl. But Sheng Wang thinks that such a cool boy would be bking.

He prayed that he would be far away from this person in the future so that one day would not be able to stand it and fight.

As a result, less than five minutes after the wish was made, he was pinned by Director Xu next to the live version of bking. The reason was that it would be a bit difficult to catch up with the progress at the beginning, and the best way was to find a deskmate if there was any problem.

Director Xu said: "Looking at the entire grade, I guess I can't find a more suitable deskmate than Jiang Tian."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than 40 pairs of eyes in the class cast suffocating eyes.
Chapter completed!