Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

There were no serious classes the whole day. Teacher Wang Hong was in the classroom the whole time, so Xiong Qi had no chance to cause trouble for Ji Shumiao and the others.

The opening ceremony was held at 9:30. At 9:00, Teacher Wang Hong asked the whole class to stand in two lines in the corridor: "Boys stand on the left, girls stand on the right, and stand in order of height from shortest to tallest."

Because Ji Shumiao was a year or two younger, she stood at the front of the team. Qingqing, who was not much better off than her due to malnutrition, stood with her. Xixi, who was a picky eater, was just as picky as them, so the three of them stood together.

Li Xiang, who was wearing a boys' school uniform, stood in the girls' team without thinking.

Wang Hong frowned slightly, walked up to Li Xiang and asked gently, "Student Li Xiang, can you stand in the boys' team today? Can you wear the girls' uniform and then switch back?"

"No." Li Xiang refused bluntly, "I'm a girl, why should I stand in the boys' team?"

“But you’re wearing pants.”

"If I wear pants, I am not a girl?" Li Xiang asked calmly, "I just don't like wearing skirts."

Wang Hong has been a teacher for more than ten years and has seen countless rebellious students, but this is the first time she has seen a student who is so rebellious and logical. She continued to persuade him patiently and gently: "The school stipulates that girls must wear skirts and boys must wear shorts."

Li Xiang frowned and asked, "Is our gender defined by clothes? Or can clothes change our gender?"

Wang Hong was speechless, frowning even more tightly: "But everyone abides by the school rules."

Li thought: "Why should we follow unreasonable rules?"

Teacher Wang Hong sighed and finally gave up: "Student Li Xiang, you have a strong personality. I respect your personality. We will discuss the issue of school uniforms and gender later. Today, you should stand on the side of the girls."

Li wanted to stop while he was ahead: "Thank you, teacher."

Ji Shumiao watched the whole process and couldn't stop sighing in his heart, saying that these sisters were so awesome and were not brainwashed by collective education.

The essence of Chinese collective education is to erase individuality and improve obedience. However, Li Xiang was obviously not affected at all, and Ji Shumiao began to be curious about her growth experience.

The opening ceremonies for the junior high school and high school were held separately, in different playgrounds. On the way to the playground, Ji Shumiao vaguely heard the entrance music coming from the large playground of the high school.

I don’t know how Brother Lang is doing.

To get to the playground, you have to go down two wide flights of stairs. The stairs are more than ten meters wide and there are no handrails on both sides. They are decorated flower beds.

Qingqing and the others had been together for a long time, and they knew that she had the habit of holding the handrail when going down the stairs. Han Qi stretched out his arm: "I..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Ji Shumiao grabbing Dazhu's arm and walking down, looking at his feet and saying, "Luckily, Dazhu is here."

This solid sense of security.

Dazhu laughed foolishly. Han Qi took back his hand and stared at his thinner arm for two seconds.

The weather is nice today, the temperature is not high, and it is not uncomfortable to stand on the playground and listen to the long and boring speech of the school leaders, but it is very boring.

Ji Shumiao lowered his head and yawned, thinking to himself: If I had this much time, I might as well look at a few contracts and make some money.

When the freshman representative gave a speech, it was Xu Weilan who took the stage. Ji Shumiao finally perked up and clapped louder than the people around him, cheering softly: "Wow~"

Xixi was behind her, blowing a breath into her neck sinisterly, and asked in a low voice: "Who is prettier, her or me?"

This question is no less important than "If your wife and mother fall into the water, who will you save?"

Ji Shumiao smiled shamelessly: "No one is as pretty as me~ I am the prettiest~"

Teacher Wang Hong looked at them, Xixi quickly poked her to remind her, and then stood up straight.

Ji Shumiao missed Yan Wei so much, it was all because he gave him too much freedom.

The foot-binding-style opening ceremony finally ended. We returned to the classroom and distributed new books. Ms. Du Zixi, a book cover enthusiast, took out a pile of beautiful book covers that she had prepared long ago and started the beautification project. Qingqing also turned around to help.

The strong scent of the book cover made Ji Shumiao feel uncomfortable, and he leaned against the open window to breathe.

Don’t understand, but respect.

Du Zixi stuck out her tongue embarrassedly: "It will be done soon, just bear with it."

Ji Shumiao: "It's okay, just take your time."

From this angle, she can see Li Xiang holding a pencil and drawing on the new book. She is not an amateur like Han Qi who drew Du Fu as Ultraman. From the sketching pencil in her hand to the way she holds the pen, it is obvious that she has studied painting for many years.

In the morning, there was also an election for class leaders. Interested students went to the podium to give a short speech to canvass votes, and then the whole class raised their hands to vote. Except for Xixi who ran for the arts committee and was successfully elected, Ji Shumiao and the others had no intention of becoming class leaders.

Before school was over at noon, Teacher Wang Hong adjusted the seats and separated Ji Shumiao and her friends. Ji Shumiao and Li Xiang became deskmates, and they sat in the third row in the middle, under the teacher's nose.

Ji Shumiao could probably understand the teacher's thoughts. The school year hasn't even started yet, but her father told the teacher that she would have to ask for leave frequently in the future. Also, several of her friends asked to be in the same class with her. It was inevitable that the teacher would think that she was probably a restless person who was spoiled at home and who gathered friends to do evil things everywhere.

The restless elements will sit together with other restless elements to be tried. Ji Shumiao looked at Li Xiang beside him. She still looked lazy and had no interest in anything.

Qingqing and Xixi were far apart, sitting on opposite sides of the classroom; however, Dazhu and Han Qi were not separated, and sat at a table behind Ji Shumiao.

Xiong Qi and his follower Jian Rong were also separated. Teacher Wang Hong was very fair in this regard.

The school bell finally rang at noon, and Teacher Wang Hong finally left the classroom. Xiong Qi rushed to Ji Shumiao and was slapped hard in the face.

Ji Shumiao smiled slyly: "Are you so eager to get beaten?"

Han Qi and his companions also gathered around, intending to surround Xiong Qi.

Xiong Qi never expected that she would not follow the routine, and attacked without saying a word, and did not let him finish his words. He immediately broke down and cursed: "You stinky son of a bitch..."

Ji Shumiao raised his hand and slapped him again: "Don't show up where I can slap you."

Ji Shumiao was extremely proud. She had not played tennis for so long in vain. Now she could slap people fast and hard with both forehand and backhand.

She moved too quickly and without any pattern, Xiong Qi couldn't even dodge, he pointed at her and angrily said, covering his cheek: "Don't leave after school!"

Ji Shumiao's expression was humorous: "Oh, so scary~"

Xiong Qi was finally pulled away by Jian Rong, cursing all the way.

Ji Shumiao pulled out a folding fan from his schoolbag, opened it with a snap, and fanned himself in front of his chest: "Let's go, let's go eat."

The cafeteria of the affiliated high school has rich and delicious dishes, and is clean and hygienic. Ji Shumiao no longer asked his family to send meals to school.

Tongtong is about to be born, and the tension at home is getting more and more tense, and Qin Rong can't be left alone.

Seeing that Li Xiang was still sitting still, Ji Shumiao took the initiative to invite him, "Classmate, let's have lunch together."

Li Xiang hesitated for two seconds, took out her phone and stood up slowly while sending a text message. Ji Shumiao did not rush her, and waited until she came to him before turning around and going to the cafeteria together.

In a white RV on the street behind the school, the nanny was dumbfounded when she saw the text message she received: I eat in the cafeteria.

"The sun rose from the west today." The nanny muttered, looking worriedly at the food already on the table.

The sweet and sour pork tenderloin tasted good. Ji Shumiao poked the tenderloin with chopsticks. He wondered if the high school cafeteria had this dish. Whether Brother Lang could eat the sweet and sour pork tenderloin he liked.

Ji Shulang didn't get to eat the sweet and sour pork, but he got into a huge trouble, a huge trouble...