August 31.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, I was doing it like a big move, bed sheets and quilt covers, pillow thermos, soap and water cups...

After tidying up for two hours, Yang Xin kept telling her, he packed up the guy who lived on campus.

Zhang Shang is going to report to school and start his high school career.

The remaining seven beds in the dormitory were folded neatly, and the classmates almost got familiar with each other after military training.

At this moment, four people were playing cards in the dormitory, while the other three were missing.

These faces looked familiar, but Zhang Shang could no longer remember their names. Time has wiped out a lot of things.

It's past six o'clock, it's time to eat.

Zhang Shang was the first middle school at that time and liked to eat the "golden rice" in the cafeteria the most, simple fried rice with eggs, freshly fried, and it was delicious.

The fried rice chef is not tall, but he is very strong. He wears a white vest, which is tight and tight. His arms are full of muscles and thick blood vessels burst on the surface of his skin, which makes him feel very powerful.

Especially when I was rolling the spoon, the flames started to burn, the ground was buzzing, the big shovel was slashed with pot, the rice flew, and the green onions were splashing everywhere. The scene was still fresh in memory.

I ate a large bowl of rice, which seemed to be farming...

Come to the class.

The clean and tidy classroom has white walls and flat marble floors. The podium is multimedia, with white steel leather and computers inside, which makes it very modern.

The familiar faces made Zhang Shang have a dreamy and confused illusion, just like the soul leaving his body and looking at the world from an outsider's perspective, familiar and unfamiliar, and his heart is as calm as water.

"Classmate, you're wrong?"

At the door of the class, Di Huiping smiled and reminded that his teeth were white and his ponytail was trimmed, which was very smooth, fluent, and meticulously tied.

Zhang Shang smiled and said, "I am also from our class, and I haven't come for military training."

"Um." Di Huiping ate the cake bought in the cafeteria, held something in his mouth, and had already answered.

Without assigning my own seat, Zhang Shang consciously went to the last row to find an empty seat to sit down.

At seven o'clock, the melodious ringtone rang and the head teacher Chen Qiwu arrived on time.

His office is next to the classroom.

A young man at the age of 27, before getting married, his forehead is covered with headlines, especially when frowning, he will understand what "impatient" means.

Fortunately, those light blue-framed glasses gave him some gentleness.

Perhaps it was because the superiors informed him that as soon as Teacher Chen entered the door, he looked at Zhang Shang as soon as he entered.

"That classmate, come up and introduce yourself." He waved his hand and signaled him to the podium.

Zhang Shang just smiled faintly after being noticed by the whole class.

Standing on the podium, he glanced at the classmates below and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Shang, from Taigu." Then, he got off the podium.

"It's gone?" Chen Qiwu was a little stunned.

"It's gone..." Zhang Shangxin said, could he still have to expose his own Measures?

...

That night, Zhang Shang didn't sleep well, immersed in his memories, and his faces flashed like slides.

A drizzle at night has made the air more humid and is no longer as dry as it is.

After playing early, the athlete's march rang across the campus, waking up the sleeping students.

Zhang Shang had already gotten up and stood quietly in front of the window, hoping that one day he could become a martial arts master...

"Zhang Shang, what are you doing?" Wang Yongzheng was in the upper bunk, holding the pillow, sleepy eyes. Seeing Zhang Shang facing the window in a strange posture, he asked casually.

"I am the only one who practices the great method of nine heavens, ten earths, eight deserts, six harmony..." Zhang Shang said in a muffled voice.

When standing, I was not allowed to speak, and as soon as I opened my mouth, I was exhausted.

"Cough cough cough..." Wang Yongzheng curled up in a ball, coughing violently... and was choked by saliva.

"Puff..." Yan Xiangdong, who was sitting up and drinking water, sprayed a bed...

The summer in the north is really hot and has little moisture. It is often so thirsty that I blink at night.

Yan Xiangdong placed the stool on the bedside, and prepared a glass of water on the stool to take a sip when he was thirsty.

Spit out a breath of turbid air, then take a deep breath of fresh air at the open screen, open it and stop it, expressing satisfaction with the hairy magic skill on your mouth...

At this time, the dormitory manager was already practicing his voice in the corridor.

"Get up, the people from dormitory 316 have gotten up..." And, knocking on the dormitory door one by one, the local noise was heard, and when they saw that there was no movement in the dormitory, they would shout.

Occasionally, when you look at the house through the door and window, you will curse. "Can you die if you wear shorts?"

It means that the aunt is still very young...

This familiar voice made Zhang Shang unable to help but open the door to look.

She was wearing a tulle dress with a round neck collar, her collarbone and long neck were exposed outside, and her chest was full, far from comparable to a young girl, and she also had a small hand that was so fair that people couldn't help but fantasize about.

The young woman was delicate, with her curly hair in a shawl, scattered and her little mouth smeared with light lipstick was shouting...

Although she is not pretty, she looks average.

Zhang Shang also forgot her name.

But she, plump and white, was a regular visitor in her dreams and hands during her high school years...

Seeing Zhang Shang looking at her, his eyes were a little fascinated...

"What are you waiting for? Wash it quickly, your eyes are almost glaring out."

There is blame in the words and secret joy with a smile. I am still very attractive...

"Oh..." Zhang Shang turned around and returned to the dormitory.

Just take a look and it's fine.

I miss those youths, that's all.

He is no longer the teenager he used to be.

When I look at it again, I lost the excitement and deliberately skipped class in order to attract her attention, pretended to oversleep in the dormitory and didn't cover myself with a blanket... Waiting for her to check the rounds... Looking forward to the plot in the novels on some websites...

The delusions and enthusiasm I saw when I was young were incredible.

...

The opening ceremony will be held in the morning.

In the plastic playground, students who arrived early knew each other and gathered together in groups of three or three, chatting, playing, and blooming youth.

Zhang Shang and Wang Yongzheng followed each other, had breakfast, fried dough sticks and old tofu, and walked towards the playground.

"Big Head Brother..." A melodious call came from behind, his tone a little incredible, as if he shouldn't have seen Zhang Shang here.

Stand back.

Wu Shu held Ma Yaqiong's arm and caught up in a small step, staring at Zhang Shang and said, "Brother Big Head, are you here at No. 1 Middle School, too?"

Ma Yaqiong next to him seemed to have grown a little, with a slim figure and a calmer temperament.

If you take a look, you will think about it for a long time in your mind, so innocent and moving.

Smiling faintly, her delicate face and pure eyes as clear as a spring, were also looking at Zhang Shang.

Like Wu Shu, she seemed to be confused...

"Isn't it good to be able to go to school with my stupid girl?" Zhang Shang said with a smile and looked at Ma Yaqiong. "We have a meeting again with this beautiful classmate."

"Ah." Wu Shu was dissatisfied. "You are biased, you say I am stupid, and you say Ma Yaqiong is a beauty, I am dissatisfied!"

As he said that, he raised his foot and opened his legs and bent his mouth, and hummed, pretending to be unhappy.

In fact, Wu Shu is very cute, the kind who is fat, with a round face, full of youthful atmosphere, always smiling, not knowing what sorrow is.

There are many boys who have a crush on her and want to play more with her.

When Ma Yaqiong saw Zhang Shang praising her, she smiled in her eyes, but ignored him.

Instead, he said to Wu Shu: "Great beauty, people who are close to you say it is stupid. Is it good to call beauty a polite name?"

Wu Shu pouted, looked at Zhang Shang and asked, "Tell me, am I a beauty?"

"Yes, a beautiful girl." She smiled and leaned over, touched Wu Shu's head, deliberately cheating, making her hair messy.

"Damn you." The girl smiled and praised her legs again, while tidying up her hair.

At this time, the loudspeaker suddenly rang: "All students, all students, line up from left to right according to the class, and quickly take a line."

Shi Yu, a physical education teacher, and all the school's running exercises, flag-raising, meetings, and students taking sides are all in charge.

The whole playground started to move when he heard the sound. Wu Shu waved her hand and signaled her to leave, pulling Ma Yaqiong to run towards her class.

"Zhang Shang, you are very awesome. The girl next to your sister is so beautiful. Let me introduce her?" Wang Yongzheng said.

"He is a good student, so he doesn't look for a partner." Zhang Shangyi said righteously.
To be continued...