Chapter 85 Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

The main teaching building of the school has four floors, divided into four areas, one for each grade, and an administrative area.When Zhou Zhou stepped onto the second floor of Area B, he suddenly remembered the history workbook he had brought to Xin Rui in his schoolbag, so he turned his head and walked towards the third class. A girl who was about to go out called Xin Rui's name for Yu Zhouzhou in the classroom, and then continued her call. "Didn't I ask you to stuff my school uniform into my schoolbag? Our homeroom teacher is like a pervert. He must chop me up on the first day of school. Did you hear me last night? It's less than half an hour away." Just raise the flag..."

"weekly." When Yu Zhouzhou came back to his senses, Xin Rui stood at the door and looked at him, expressionless, with a dark face with sharp edges and corners, paired with a white shirt, it was very tasteful. "You got your hair cut." Yu Zhouzhou lowered his head to take out the exercise book in his schoolbag. "Well," Xin Rui played with one finger around the shoulder-length hair, and walked slowly to the back door of the class, "The ponytail is tired and crooked, I want to change it." "Here you are." Yu Zhouzhou handed over the exercise book.

"Thank you. Hmm." Only then did Yu Zhouzhou realize that Xin Rui was absent-minded, and his attention was completely focused on the rear window.She was a little strange, so they walked behind her and looked inside together. "Who is she?" Yu Zhouzhou asked softly. "Who?" Xin Rui pretended not to understand. Yu Zhouzhou shrugged, smiled and didn't ask further. Xin Rui then lowered his head and said with some embarrassment, "Ling Xiangqian." There were only a dozen people in the whole class, and Xin Rui's gaze was fixed on the first row by the window, where there was only one girl sitting alone. Rui pretending to be confused can only appear petty.

Yu Zhouzhou didn't speak, and walked slowly to the front door to look inside. "Hey, you..." Xin Rui wanted to stop him, but Yu Zhouzhou had already stood at the open door and watched quietly, but Xin Rui leaned against the wall, keeping his examining eyes on Yu Zhouzhou. Ling Xiangqian put the book on her lap instead of the table, and lowered her head so deeply that Yu Zhouzhou couldn't see her face clearly.In the first year of high school, Yu Zhouzhou and Xin Rui were both classmates in class one, while she was in class two.After sitting next door for a whole year, Yu Zhouzhou remembered that they had never met each other in Zhenhua.

Ling Xiangqian was wearing a pale pink T-shirt with a white Nike top over it. Her long straight hair had a gentle luster in the morning light.As if sensing that someone was staring at her, she raised her head and met Yu Zhouzhou's gaze. Not seeing each other for four years, Ling Xiangqian has changed a lot.She is as beautiful as before, with a peach blossom face, but the childish arrogance between her brows has been restrained.Ling Xiangqian did not avoid Yu Zhouzhou's gaze, but smiled generously, and Yu Zhouzhou responded with the same smile. "It's so beautiful." Yu Zhouzhou said, "I've given you the book, so I'm leaving."

"She came to study literature, and she was quite a sensation in school," Xin Rui said unimpressedly, "She must be the number one in liberal arts this year." "Should we go home together at night?" Yu Zhouzhou didn't answer, nor did he look back. When she reached the stairs, she couldn't help but look back at the signboard of the third class, and saw Xin Rui leaning against the wall in a daze. "She must be the first in the school year", in this sentence, there is neither admiration nor blessing. Yu Zhouzhou thought more than once that Wen Miao was right.

------------------------------------------------ When going upstairs, Yu Zhouzhou suddenly felt flustered for some reason. He ran up three steps at a time, slipped, and almost fell to the ground.A boy next to him started laughing unsympathetically.Yu Zhouzhou froze for a moment, and looked at this boy who was smiling unscrupulously. He had a thin figure and a plain school uniform, and a pale and unhandsome face. His laughter was immature, like a junior high school student. "I'm sorry." The boy bowed to Yu Zhouzhou in embarrassment. "It's okay... Well, good morning." Yu Zhouzhou smiled, and his gloomy mood since the morning became much clearer because of this somersault and the other party's unscrupulous smile.At the moment when he was on the verge of falling, his heart beat faster, and he was actually lucky to have survived a catastrophe.

"Good morning." The boy nodded his head like pounding garlic, and the voice could be heard. "Actually, I know you. You are Yu Zhouzhou." "Well, I am. What about you?" "I'm your deskmate. My name is Zheng Yanyi. You weren't there when the seats were allocated, so we were allocated to the same table." "Zheng Yanyi? Yanyi?" Yu Zhouzhou felt funny, thinking of Aida Yanyi of the Lingnan team in "Slam Dunk", the boy who was always eager to collect information.Suddenly there was another burst of sadness, because this Yanyi was just a character who would never play.

"Well, just call me Hikichi." There were only a dozen girls in class seven, and Yu Zhouzhou's seat was in the third row from the bottom by the window.The windows faced the road, and Zhou Zhou was somewhat envious of the classes whose windows opened to the side of the playground.The location I was in happened to be facing the big poster of Lancome perfume posted on the Lotus Shopping Center. "This is our class schedule, which was copied on the blackboard after the seats were allocated that day. We have to relearn modern Chinese history in the first year of high school for history, and start with the earth map and world geography for geography, and continue with the philosophy part of the second year of high school for politics. I will talk about it during the make-up class of the economics part of the first year of high school. As for mathematics, Chinese and foreign languages, everything is normal. This was said at the meeting that day, by the way, why didn’t you come? Everyone is very concerned about the situation of seat allocation.” Hiko widened his eyes.

He is a very enthusiastic deskmate, and seems to be serious about his studies. Yu Zhouzhou looked at the history book in his hand with the key points clearly marked with various highlighters, and said with a smile, "self-made coloring pages?" Yanyi scratched his head in embarrassment, "No, I like to make books like this, it's more my style." Zhou Zhou spread out his book, it was clean, as if he had just bought it from a bookstore. "I didn't even take the history and land administration class in my freshman year of high school. Anyway, these three subjects are not counted in the school rankings." Yu Zhouzhou shrugged, "Fortunately, I can re-learn after studying literature."

"Then why do you study literature? Science scores are so good..." "Hey, by the way, are we going to raise the flag today?" Zhou Zhou asked suddenly. "Of course. Seven forty, ten minutes left. I'm going to read the history books first, how about you?" "Oh." Yu Zhouzhou also spread out the blank history book, and cast his eyes out of the window.Yanyi suddenly realized that the other party hadn't answered any of the three questions he had asked since just now.He opened his lips and wanted to ask, but when he saw Yu Zhouzhou in his mind wandering, he held back and lowered his head to watch the Opium War. Below the window is the main entrance of Zhenhua, and the street at the entrance is already extremely congested. International Motor Show. The sign prohibiting honking has never been in effect, and the horns are so loud every morning.It is true that Mercedes-Benz and Audi are not new, but this white extended version of Cadillac still surprised Zhou Zhou. "Yanichi, come and see this car." "This is... my God, isn't it just school? As for such a big show?" Yan Yi muttered a few words before returning to his seat and continuing to read, "What do you think? It's too much." "Oh, I just think the car is beautiful. Nothing special." Zhenhua's original school building was not so big, and there was no need to build it too big.As the leader of the provincial demonstration high school, Zhenhua only enrolls 500 students each year, maintaining a staggering enrollment rate.Three years ago, Zhenhua started to open branch schools like other key schools in other provinces. It promised that the branch school and the main school would use the same teaching staff. I finally received a large amount of tuition fees and built this beautiful new school building.For a while, there were constant disputes in the province, especially the parents of the main school who petitioned many times, but the branch school was still established vigorously.In the whole school, there was a moment of ice and fire. It was also the branch school that allowed Zhenhua to make great strides towards the wealthy high school and recruited a white Cadillac. Suddenly, I saw the back of a boy coming out against the flow of people, as if he had met a familiar classmate, the four of them laughed together for some reason. Yu Zhouzhou quietly stared at that strange yet familiar figure for so long that he felt a little dizzy.She turned her eyes back and saw Yanyi writing furiously on a thick notebook.Yu Zhouzhou didn't ask him what kind of note it was, nor did he praise him for remembering it well.After staying in the top class for a year, she has learned a lot, even if Yan Yi is not the kind of person who is careful and careful, she does not want to take risks. I still remember that when I was sick and missed class in the first semester of high school, Yu Zhouzhou had to borrow English notes from the girl at the back desk. The girl reluctantly took them out, turned to the last few pages and handed them to her.There were quite a lot of notes, so she asked if she could borrow them home and copy them—the back desk said yes, you can tear off those pages.Yu Zhouzhou was stunned for a moment, and returned the note to the other party knowingly.When he turned around embarrassingly, his deskmate laughed in a low voice, and said, there are notes on Zheng Dayong's make-up class on the front of the book, fifty yuan per class, how could you take such a precious thing home?Do not be silly. From then on, Yu Zhouzhou pretended not to see what other people were studying or making exercise books.What's more, unlike junior high school, she is really not very keen on gaining grades now. Opening the history book, there are a few key words dotted in the section of the Opium War, but it is all blank after that.Yu Zhouzhou really never thought of studying liberal arts at the beginning.It was just that Chen An said, "I think you are good at studying liberal arts", and she signed up for the liberal arts class. Even Chen An was taken aback, and replied a text message with a surprised expression. "Anyway, liberal arts and science don't matter. Let's just study liberal arts." Chen An didn't reply any more. Picking up a pen and carefully scanning the contents of the book, I suddenly heard an order from the front of the podium - "It's almost seven twenty, everyone should go downstairs and stand in line one after another." The head teacher went out after speaking, leaving only a blurred figure behind. "What's the rush? You have to fight to be the first in line. I thought you were a primary school student." A few girls behind were muttering. Yan put down his pen, "Shall we go together?" After speaking, I realized that my deskmate, with a dazed expression, no longer knew where his mind had gone.