Double Life: My whole world is you

Just as she was nervously flipping through the book, she suddenly heard a clear voice, "Report."

She suddenly raised her head and looked towards the door. The boy was wearing a black sportswear. He looked tall and plump, and his big phoenix eyes seemed to be able to speak. This person looked very familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before. This was her feeling when she first saw him in her previous life, so she stared at him for a few seconds. The man also looked back at her, and she quickly lowered her head. She didn't know at that time that the look would become her lifelong desire, her consolation after countless injuries, and her reason to persevere countless times...

Just as she lowered her head and stroked the watch on her right hand with her left hand, the head teacher, Mr. Wu, frowned and said, "Come in."

He calmly carried his schoolbag and came to the left seat of the first row of the second group. This seat was separated from Cheng Qiao by an aisle, just like an indirect deskmate. Cheng Qiao raised her head and secretly glanced at him, [It's still exactly the same as in the last life], feeling a little excited, [Will the ending of this life be different? ]

But she didn't know that all her actions were in the eyes of another person, who looked at her tenderly, "I know your story with him. I know that you have loved him from this moment on, to the point that no one can replace you. I just really feel sorry for you, so sorry that I don't know whether to destroy your story or protect it..."

Time always passes quickly, especially when I am with him. Before I know it, the bell rang. I have no idea what the teacher taught in this class. Teacher Wu put down the textbook, glanced at everyone and said, "I want to repeat the issue of being late. Next time, whoever is late will stand outside for ten minutes before coming in." After he finished speaking, he glanced at the two people in the first row and said, "get out of class is dismissed."

"Goodbye, teacher..." Everyone stood up and said in unison.

"We will have a class meeting in the last physical education class." He said and walked out.

"Ah..." Students behind me shouted one after another, "There is no human rights!"

"A tiger is a tiger. Your class has the right nickname!" Cheng Hui from the third row said to Wang Ran and Wang Liqin.

"Puchi!" Cheng Qiao laughed when she heard her words. They were still young and cute as always.

"Cheng Qiao, what are you laughing at?" Cheng Hui said, "Tell me yourself, are you more serious than Mr. Shang in our class?"

"Yes!" Cheng Qiao replied with a smile, "But now we are in the same class, Class 81!"

There were three classes in the first year of junior high school. Cheng Qiao, Cheng Hui and Luo Ting were in Class One. Their homeroom teacher was Mr. Shang, a recent college graduate. He pretended to be very serious at first, but he was actually a very warm big brother! Zhang Min was in Class Two. Their homeroom teacher was Mr. Wang, an optimist who smiled every day. Almost no one in the class was afraid of him. Wang Liqin and Wang Ran were in Class Three. Their homeroom teacher was Mr. Wu, who was the most serious one. Class Three had the best discipline! Of course, Class Three also had the best grades! All three teachers were teaching here for the first time. Mr. Shang had just graduated from college and was here for an internship. Mr. Wu and Mr. Wang taught in elementary schools and had just been transferred to junior high school!

"Oh, you know what. When we were in seventh grade, we had three classes with 130 to 140 students. Now there are only two classes, which is a reduction of more than 30 people." Wang Ran sighed.

Cheng Qiao was a little sad to hear this. In rural areas, some students with poor academic performance or poor families did not graduate from junior high school, or even did not attend junior high school. There were nearly 300 students in four primary schools, but only about 100 students in junior high school. Of course, some students studied in other junior high schools, but the junior high school corresponding to these four primary schools is now Qiaozhong Middle School. I think I should be one of those who dropped out of school. It was Cheng's mother who was desperately holding on. Thinking of Cheng's mother, Cheng Qiao felt a little sad. [Should I change something in this new life? ]

She was in a daze, and Wang Liqin next to her nudged her and said, "It's time for class, Teacher Wang is here."

She looked up and saw Teacher Wang looking at her with a smile. Then she realized that she was still holding the Chinese textbook. She quickly put away the Chinese textbook and picked up the history textbook. Teacher Wang, the former head teacher of Class 2, is now a history teacher for the first and second grade of junior high school and is no longer a head teacher. History should be his favorite. Every time he talks about history, he can always immerse himself in it. His history class is funny and humorous, and the history scores of the second and third grade students are very high!

"Hmm!" He cleared his throat. "Hello, students! I am your history teacher, Mr. Wang. Many of you here know me."

"I know him." After he said that, some classmates responded with a smile.

"Since everyone knows me, shouldn't you give me some face and study history well?" He said with a smile, "History is worth 50 points in the high school entrance exam!"

"Tsk..." the students behind started to make noises.

"Everyone, be quiet." He picked up the textbook and patted the table. "Before class, let me ask you, do you have any favorite historical figures? Speaking of historical figures..."

The whole class was spent in half noise and half laughter. Cheng Qiao liked history class the most because he liked the teacher, or maybe because he was his uncle!

When the bell rang, before he left, some students behind him had already run out. He laughed and said, "Why are you running? Can you run away from the morning exercises?"

He then casually said, "get out of class dismissed."

"Goodbye, teacher." Only a few students in the front row stood up and said.

He didn't care, just waved his hand and went out...

"Let's go to the bathroom first!" Wang Liqin pulled Cheng Qiao, "Otherwise, there will be a lot of people after the break!"

"Okay!" Cheng Qiao responded as he put away his textbook.

"Wait for me, I want to go too." said Wang Ran in the back row.

"I'll go too!" said Wang Ran's deskmate Luo Ting.

Cheng Qiao looked at Cheng Hui and Zhang Min in the third row and asked, "Are you going?"

"Let's go, let's go." Cheng Hui pulled Zhang Min up.

Cheng Qiao watched several people quickly rush to the toilet and said with a smile in his heart, next time we go to the toilet, we should form a team...

"Students, students, students, the radio gymnastics has begun. Everyone come down and line up quickly!" They just came out of the toilet and heard the principal's voice on the radio.

They quickly ran to the playground again. At this time, the playground was already full of people. They found their class and, according to their height, except for Wang Liqin and Cheng Hui, the others were almost all standing in the front...

"Students who haven't come down yet, please come down quickly. Students who haven't come down yet, please come down quickly. Students who are lined up, please keep some distance..." The principal's voice sounded again on the radio.

Cheng Qiao stretched her muscles and bones, and suddenly thought of how to do radio gymnastics? Before she could remember, the radio sounded, "The second set of radio gymnastics. The era is calling, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, two..."