The school girl at the same table can't be a middle school girl

After a while, An Yimo came to the parking lot of the community, rode his bicycle and went to school. He went to the bun shop next to the school and only bought a bun and a cup of soy milk.

Her appetite is not very good today, this is enough, but it seems that her appetite has not been very good all the time.

When passing the school gate, An Yimo greeted the guard.

"Uncle doorman, good morning."

"Hey, good morning, the little girl is really hardworking, study hard."

The doorman, who was holding a thermos, said to the girl in front of him with a smile on his face.

It's okay to look juicy, with a sweet mouth and so hardworking.

He also just arrived not long ago, and the chair was so warm, no, the familiar figure came again. In the past few days, this girl was the first one to walk into the school gate every day.

"Ah."

An Yimo smiled and nodded to the guard, then walked into the school with her bicycle.

The doorman was watching his back, and suddenly thought of something, so he read a few words.

Hey, what a difference between people. If that kid is late again today, I have to fight with him.

At 6:15, in a certain room, the boy's exclamation sounded.

"Fuck, you're going to be late again!"

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school entrance,

"Uncle doorman, good morning."

"Master, good morning."

"Okay, good morning."

"Hey, study hard."

The students carrying their schoolbags were full of vigor, and sometimes they would say hello to the doorman when they came over. He didn't keep a straight face, and whenever a student greeted him, he would respond with a smile.

After sitting for a long time, he returned to the security room, put the thermos cup on the table, unscrewed the cap, took out a black bag from his pocket, and put some goji berries into the cup.

Hey, I'm getting old, and the thermos cup is equipped with a purchase machine, so I can't do it without refilling it.

It is also the age of health preservation.

After finishing these, the uncle sat at the door again.

At this time, fewer and fewer students entered the school, and in the end even for several minutes, no one would come, but only some teachers riding small electric donkeys.

The doorman guessed in his heart that the kid should come too, after all, the familiar melody was resounding in the school at this time,

"March of Athletes"

Sure enough, after a while, a teenager rode a bicycle and rushed towards the school gate. When he reached the school gate, he got off the bike and pushed the bike forward.

"Master, good morning."

Jiang Chen greeted the guard uncle with a smile on his face.

"Boy, I'm late again. Stop, let me tell you this time, can't you study with other female classmates, go to bed early and get up early?"

"Hey, Uncle Doorman, I have to go. I'm going to do exercises. Next time, after school, I'll bring some goji berries to chat with you."

Said, Jiang Chen pushed the bicycle and walked quickly, ignoring the earnest instruction from the uncle behind, after a few steps, Jiang Chen raised his long legs, got on the bicycle, and rode towards the school parking lot.

After locking the car, Jiang Chen ran straight to the inner playground with his schoolbag on his back.

At this time, more than 1000 senior high school students had gathered in the inner playground, lined up in neat rows, and some students were still holding books in their hands, racing against time to study.

If Jiang Chen had come a few minutes earlier, he might have seen the prosperity of the sound of reading aloud.

Lao Lu, this prosperous world is as you wish.

Senior three students do gymnastics on the inner playground, and senior one and senior two students go to the outer playground. The outer playground is relatively large, but the most important thing is that the inner playground is close to the teaching building, which is convenient for senior senior students to return to the classroom to study. Everything serves learning.

Jiang Chen came to the team of the third class, and then found his own position. As soon as he stood still, the turtle behind him came up and patted him on the shoulder, with a smile on his face.

"Jiang Chen, you're late again."

"Go go."

Jiang Chen turned around and patted him, then put his schoolbag aside, and straightened his body.

Because, the preparation is about to begin.

At this time,

DNA-triggering voices come over the radio.

"The third set of national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students let their ideals fly, start now!"

"one!"

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Although Jiang Chen didn't study hard, he was serious about doing gymnastics, and the movements were very entertaining.

After a set of gymnastics, the body is warm, and a good day begins with the exercise.

It's another energetic day, what novel should I read today.

After the end, the teaching director, Lao Lu, gave a routine speech. The content of the speech was nothing more than that the monthly exam is coming soon, everyone should study hard.

This monthly exam is a question given by an excellent teacher in the grade, and it contains a lot of gold.

Jiang Chen and the three complained in the bottom

This sentence is said almost every time before the monthly exam.

After returning to the classroom, Jiang Chen sat on his seat, dazed, and lightly touched his lower lip with his fingers, feeling a little distracted, as if he was thinking about the kiss last night.

Jiang Chen admired in his heart.

It's like having a spring dream.

Then he turned his head to look at An Yimo's beautiful side face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Hehe, a good day starts with seeing An Yimo.

Jiang Chen rested his chin, looked away from An Yimo's face, looked out at the blue sky through the window, the birds were babbling and singing on the branches in the early morning, the sun was shining on the trees, it was a beautiful morning light.

At this moment, Jiang Chen was already looking forward to the physical education class in the afternoon.

After coming to the third year of high school, Jiang Chen had three courses he liked more.

In English class, because the classroom atmosphere is very active and relaxed, occasionally I can drive and talk about jokes to make Liu Ping laugh.

There are also self-study classes, you don't need to listen to the teacher's hypnosis, you can read novels, although you can also read them in class, but at least you don't have to be so worried.

The last is also my favorite physical education class. I went to play with the two sons behind and sweated all over. The sun was shining on the court, and even the wind was warm.

In fact, when he was freshman in high school, there was a class that Jiang Chen liked, music class. Although the music teacher only taught one song, he listened to the song with his classmates, and sometimes sang together.

For some reason, the songs that I usually feel ordinary in the school always have a different feeling when they are played in school.

In the afternoon, in the sixth biology class, a middle-aged fat man wearing glasses was talking about biodiversity.

After a while, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the biology teacher waved.

Immediately, a few boys rushed out of the classroom with badminton rackets in their hands. There was no way. A class has a physical education class.

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