When Li Zhifang entered the classroom to give her classmates a first class meeting, Zhang Ke had not come back to his senses.

"Zhang Ke, please introduce it to me..."

"Oh," Zhang Ke raised his head and reported his name, "Zhang Ke."

"I know your name is Zhang Ke. Please introduce yourself to the whole class..."

"I'm still called Zhang Ke, who is dedicated to Ke, and has not changed his name." Since he is a bad student, he looks like a bad student. Zhang Ke pretended to be innocent and looked at Li Zhifang's red face and laughing voices in the hall made Zhang Ke feel like he was truly returning to the age of young and crazy.

While Tang Jing turned around and stared, Du Fei also stretched out his fist to demonstrate, and Zhang Ke grinned, expressing his surprise.

After this lesson, Li Zhifang's eyes often automatically filtered out Zhang Ke: he had just entered the school and fought with senior students. He seemed to be bullying senior students. He was frivolous in his behavior and behavior, and he did not take the school and teachers seriously at all. He just relied on his role as the secretary-general of the municipal government, but he didn't know how he got his high school entrance examination results? In comparison, Du Fei, who is also **, is much more self-disciplined.

Zhang Kezheng hopes that this will lead to a leisure time. Otherwise, as a good student who is focused on by the school and the class teacher, personal freedom will be seriously restricted.

After the class meeting, Tang Jing, Du Fei and seven other class committee members called Li Zhifang to the office, just waiting for the textbook to be sent out, and the teacher went to the class to show his face. There was nothing going on today.

Zhang Ke walked out of the classroom and walked to the classroom of Class 12. History did not deflect. He should sit in this classroom. He held his chin with his hand and stared at the familiar faces in the classroom, which was quite touching. Because he was studying in different universities and working in different places, after Zhang Ke worked for six or seven years, the relationship between high school classmates was as scattered as white clouds in the sky, which made people unable to grasp. But if you look closely at these familiar faces, you still feel intimate.

I don’t know who was the first to see Zhang Ke. The classroom was full of controversy and everyone looked at him, and a few boys stood up provocatively. Zhang Ke laughed silently and was no longer a student in Class 12. Back in 1994, everything was not going well. He still had feelings for others, but others regarded himself as a stranger.

It is said that she shouldn't make trouble for Li Zhifang in the class. Looking back on her life before reading the file, there are not many teachers who can treat her fairly, so she will soon be forced to leave No. 1 Middle School.

Chen Feirong's figure at the door of the next classroom appeared and flashed back. Zhang Ke thought to himself: Could it be that he is avoiding me? Walking over, he saw Chen Feirong walking in from the window, and probably just observed himself through the glass window.

"Hi," Zhang Ke lay on the windowsill and called Chen Feirong. His pink and fair face was clear and refined. He just looked a little embarrassed when he looked at his expression. Zhang Ke smiled and said, "I won't eat you, there is no need to hide from me, right?"

"I didn't hide from you, this was my seat."

Chen Feirong sat down sideways, pretending to pick up the book on the table, and no longer read Zhang Ke. Chen Feirong's facial features are vivid, and she has a quiet and solidified beauty from the side. She has long eyelashes, straight nose bridge, beautiful lips, rosy and plump chin, and her greasy chin extending to the neckline, making people want to see what is inside.

Although she is wearing very ordinary chemical fiber clothes, colors and patterns, it does not damage her beautiful face.

"My name is Zhang Ke," Zhang Ke saw Chen Feirong turn the pages of her book, but her long raised eyelashes jumped. She was a little panicked. She didn't expect that she was so bad in her impression. "I just wanted you to know that my name is Zhang Ke, who is dedicated to her..."

After hearing this, Chen Feirong suddenly covered her face with a book and lay on the desk, her shoulders shrugging, as if she was sobbing quietly. Zhang Ke was startled and didn't feel that her behavior was too much.

"How can you do this? You can bully others because your family has power and power. You must ask Chen Feirong to fall in love with you?" A girl in the front row turned her head and stared at Zhang Ke fiercely, but exposed her buck teeth.

Perhaps Chen Feirong was afraid of Zhao Siming, so she had such a fierce reaction. Compared with the rest of the people who were silent in Class 1, the buck-toothed girl accidentally injured herself, but she had a rare and admirable sense of justice.

Zhang Ke smiled and said to the bucktoothed woman: "My name is Zhang Ke, are you interested in being a friend?" Zhang Ke's words made Chen Feirong, who was lying on the table crying, scolded her, but the bucktoothed girl gave Zhang Ke a blank look, obviously not interested in him, the "villain".

Zhang Ke thought about finding Zhao Siming's fault, so that he could completely dispel his thoughts about Chen Feirong. He remembered that he was from Class 2 and 6 of high school. He walked to his classroom and swayed for a few times, but did not see anyone else.

The province's key Haizhou No. 1 Middle School is different from other second- and third-rate middle schools. Only those who dare to fight in public and fight with power, ordinary students, who have finally been admitted to No. 1 Middle School, dare not easily violate school rules and regulations. Those who are righteous and slaughtering people, if they are in second- and third-rate middle schools, Zhang Ke will definitely join in a group of thugs first to dare to be so arrogant.

Looking at Du Fei and Tang Jing and other class committee members walked into the classroom with a bunch of books. They were textbooks and tutoring materials for each subject in the first year of high school. Zhang Ke turned around and went downstairs to avoid wasting time in the classroom. He walked to the convenience store behind the teaching building and took a pack of cloud smoke and a lighter.

In addition to tobacco and alcohol, the school’s convenience store is sold to teachers, and other things are more than half more expensive than those in the convenience store outside.

This convenience store, which is less than 20 square meters, has to be recontracted every year. Zhang Ke thought to himself that Wang Yanbin is also a good person to make money. Half of the money sold to students is probably flowing into his pocket.

It is class time now, and the campus is very quiet. The September sunshine is not as hot as it is in midsummer. Zhang Ke sat on a feldstone chair under the shade of the tree, took out a cigarette, sniffed it in his mouth, seriously smelling the familiar smell of tobacco, faintly, sootheing nerves, and hidden deep sadness. Zhang Ke lit the cigarette and closed his eyes and thought about the past month and a half. Although he returned to 1994, the world was no longer the original world. Tang Xueqian was the deputy secretary, acting mayor, and his father was the secretary-general of the listed government. Although Tang Jing liked to preach, he probably relied on himself in his heart. He also studied in different classes at No. 1 Middle School. From now on, it should be a different life.

Zhang Ke let Yanyun slowly relax in his abdomen and vomited it out slowly. He felt someone standing in front of him and opened his eyes. It turned out to be Cao Guangming, the director of the Political and Education Department, and his eyes were a little solemn. Zhang Ke was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously popped up a cigarette with his finger and handed it over. He handed it to Cao Guangming. When he looked at his eyes with huge confusion and surprise, Zhang Ke suddenly woke up: What a joke, he is the director of the Political and Education Department, how could he not give him face so much?

Zhang Ke stopped there, not knowing whether he took it back or advised him to take it.

Standing behind Cao Guangming were seven or eight students, holding a stack of books in their hands. They were called to move new books, and they were all stunned: The head of the four young masters is really a fucking bird! In the eyes of ordinary students, the director of the Political and Education Department is a more terrifying existence than the principal.

Cao Guangming's nose twitched, his face a little embarrassed. He remembered what Li Zhifang said in the office yesterday. At first, he didn't believe that Zhang Ke would be so presumptuous as soon as he entered the school. Unexpectedly, it was his turn to get off the stage soon. He remembered the rumors that the city's secretary-general held a banquet and the mayor toasted him. Although his face looked ugly, he still took the cigarette over and said in a tight voice: "You are better at smoking less cigarettes at your age." He turned around and left.

Seven or eight students stood there for a while, and Cao Guangming stopped in front and stared at him. They all came to their senses and walked to the aisle in front of the teaching building, and looked back at Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke also regretted it. As a result, it was impossible to become a good student again. He threw the bag of cloud smoke that had only smoked two pieces into the trash can and made up his mind to quit the cigarette.
Chapter completed!