"Looking at Jieshi in the east, you can see the sea. The water is so smooth, and the mountains and islands stand tall. The trees are dense and the grass is luxuriant"
Miss Qiu waved her slender jade fingers, unscrupulously moving the breath of youth in every corner of the red bricks and blue tiles.
The campus under the morning light is filled with the sound of books.
On October 6, 2006, the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival, Wan Mingqiu, who was 12 years old at the time, was in the first grade of junior middle school in Jiangyuan Town.
? Mid-Autumn Festival, this morning seems to be no different from every previous morning. I have to say that there is something different, that is, the school gave everyone moon cakes early in the morning, and the two noisy sparrows on the window lattice.
From the beginning of the morning reading, the two sparrows were by the window, sometimes circling, sometimes stopping, most of the time whispering incomprehensible bird language.
Wan Mingqiu sat in the last row of the group by the window. He inherited his father's tall stature. He was only in the first grade of junior high school, and his height is already 170.
?After entering junior high school, studying was a lot more difficult. Before entering junior high school, Wan Mingqiu's grades were good, but after entering middle school, there was still pressure.
For example, this morning, Wan Mingqiu, who has always been quiet, felt inexplicably restless. The Chinese teacher asked him to memorize and use the four ancient poems before the end of the morning reading.
In the past, it was a piece of cake for Wan Mingqiu who likes literature.
But this morning, get out of class was about to end, and he hadn't even memorized the song "Guan Canghai".
He attributed all this to the two sparrows, who kept playing in front of the window early in the morning.
Although he contributed most of the mooncakes distributed by the school to the two sparrows outside the window, he still failed to shut them up.
Just as he was upset, Mr. Zhang Hua, the Chinese teacher and class teacher, opened the door of the classroom and walked in.
Wan Mingqiu's heart darkened, and he suffered
My father, Wan Xingmin, is the mathematics teacher in the third grade of this middle school, so Teacher Zhang takes special care of Wan Mingqiu. Although not every student will get a chance for morning reading and reciting, Teacher Zhang will get Wan Mingqiu every time. .
Wan Mingqiu glared fiercely at the two birds outside the window who didn't know what they had done wrong. If eyes could be used as sharp arrows, these two birds would have been shot full of holes.
Alas, it should come and come.
Wan Mingqiu buried his head in the book, muttering silently in his heart.
"Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me"
Whether it's a blessing or a curse, you can't avoid it.
"Wan Mingqiu."
Teacher Zhang's voice sounded as expected.
He stood up suddenly, his face flushed.
"Old, teacher"
"Come and send the text of the composition to everyone."
"yes."
Teacher Zhang continued: "Students, this time's basic composition class made Teacher Zhang see your strength, which exceeded Teacher Zhang's expectations. Several students' essays were particularly outstanding, especially Wan Mingqiu, whose essay "Missing" wrote the most real and simple emotions, and also wrote about his sister from the bottom of his heart. To be honest, the teacher was moved by you. As a reward, I will let everyone go today and change my back. By tomorrow morning."
Happiness came so suddenly that Wan Mingqiu felt dizzy.
There is a song in my mind.
"The sun is shining in the sky, and the flowers are smiling at me"
The students cheered endlessly, and Teacher Zhang knocked on the table.
"Everyone be quiet, a new classmate came to our class today, her name is Wang Xin."
Wang Xin, a beautiful girl.
When Wang Xin walked into the classroom, Wan Mingqiu felt that she looked familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.
Big eyes, and a deep dimple on the left side of his face when he smiles.
Her voice is also very nice.
"Hello everyone, I am Wang Xin, please take care of me in the future."
Teacher Zhang: "Wang Xin's father was transferred from Dawang Town to our town as the deputy mayor, and Wang Xin also transferred from Dawang Town Middle School. Everyone welcomes the new students with applause."
After a burst of warm applause.
Teacher Zhang said again: "Mingqiu."
Wan Mingqiu stood up.
"Wang Xin will be your new tablemate from now on."
Wang Xin walked up to Wan Mingqiu's side generously, smiling very nicely.
"Student Wan Mingqiu, please take care of me in the future."
Wan Mingqiu was very embarrassed, his face flushed from holding back.
"??, mutual, mutual reference. "
Wang Xin became Wan Mingqiu's new tablemate, which was actually expected.
The father of Fan Rongrong, Wan Mingqiu's previous tablemate, was the deputy mayor of Jiangyuan Town. It is said that Gao Sheng was transferred to work in the county.
Wang Xin's father should be in the position of Fan Rongrong's father.
Compared with the domineering classmate Fan Rongrong, Wan Mingqiu is more willing to be at the same table with Wang Xin.
Fan Rongrong is not as gentle as Wang Xin. I remember that on the first day of school, Fan Rongrong occupied two-thirds of the entire table on her own initiative, leaving only a pitiful third for the tall Wan Mingqiu. one of the positions.
Fan Rongrong's reason for doing this is very straightforward, she said to Wan Mingqiu arrogantly.
"My father is the mayor of the town, and he will be promoted to work in the county soon. And your father is just a small teacher. My father is in charge of your father. If you don't want your father to lose his job, you can Listen to me honestly."
Of course Wan Mingqiu didn't believe Fan Rongrong's words. In a society ruled by law, how could a small mayor go against the sky?
But he didn't care about Fan Rongrong, because his father, Teacher Wan, said that it is not a matter of principle for a man to be a man, so he should not be as knowledgeable as a woman. Of course, if it is something within the principles, it cannot be allowed an inch.
Fortunately, Fan Rongrong had been at the same table with him for only two weeks.
Dad also said that you will never guess the heart of a woman, the needle in the sea.
To Wan Mingqiu's guess, Fan Rongrong actually gave Wan Mingqiu an mp3 on the day she transferred to another school.
That thing is a valuable thing, and Wan Mingqiu would not want it even if he killed him, but Fan Rongrong spoke harshly.
"If you don't accept it, I will let my father remove your father's post."
Alas Fan Rongrong is the unpredictable domineering queen.
Compared with Fan Rongrong, Wang Xin is more comfortable than Fan Rongrong everywhere.
Wang Xin's skin is fair and fluffy, and Fan Rongrong's skin is comparable to that of the aborigines in Southeast Asia.
Wang Xin has a slender figure, while Fan Rongrong is not fat, but strong.
Wang Xin has long hair, which is what boys like. Fan Rongrong has a cropped cut that is shorter than that of boys. If she doesn't speak, no one will know that she is a girl.
Wang Xin spoke softly and pleasantly, and Fan Rongrong could hear her loud voice ten miles away.
? If there is a flaw between Wang Xin and Fan Rongrong, there is one point.
Fan Rongrong's neck is thick but smooth, unlike Wang Xin's. On the white swan neck, a heart-shaped dark brown birthmark is particularly obvious.
Wan Mingqiu's heart trembled, why is this birthmark so familiar?
Throughout the morning, Wang Xin's pretty smiling face kept swaying in front of Wan Mingqiu's eyes. For a moment, that face overlapped infinitely with that of the two-year-old Wan Mingming.
The thought lingered in my mind.
Wang Xin, could it be Wan Mingming?
In fact, he had thought that if Wang Xin was really Wan Mingming, he would not match in age. Wang Xin was three years older than Wan Mingming.
But sometimes people are obsessed with life, and nine cows can't be pulled back.
Because he found an excuse for his thought again.
What if Wang Xin's parents didn't know how old she was when they picked her up, so they reported her age? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com