My 1991

Over there, Zhou Kun was engaged in an ideological struggle, and here, Lu An had already entered the campus of No. 1 Middle School.

It was breakfast time at this time, and there were hardly many students in the teaching building. Most of them took their rice bowls and hurried to the cafeteria.

Since the cafeteria only prepares so much for each meal, these days you have to grab food, and if you have fast legs, you can't if you have slow legs.

If you fall behind in line, you may end up with nothing but soup and water.

Thinking of this, he had to sigh, this is a good thing in future generations. No matter how late you go, there will always be plenty of leftover food.

Maybe you will be the last one to go, and the aunt who is doing the cooking will take extra care of you and prepare more food for you.

If she calls out "Auntie, you are beautiful again" or "you are young again" sweetly and affectionately, there will be more food than the rice bowl.

"Don't you care if someone slaps me?"

Just after passing through the reception room, Lu An heard a thin boy crying to his grandfather, who was a security guard.

There are finger prints on the right side of the boy's face. He must have been wronged and beaten during a dispute with his classmates.

"When it comes to slaps, you either slap them back, or you slap them on the face and let them slap you enough until their hands hurt and make them feel that if they slap you again in this life, they will have uneasy conscience. You will win."

The security guard grandfather who had been a soldier and went to the battlefield lowered his head and slowly rolled a white cigarette and answered like this.

Tsk! He is worthy of being a veteran who has been on the battlefield and killed the enemy. He is worthy of being a Baoqing native. He speaks with toughness.

Lu An secretly praised it.

In the eyes of their generation, if you lose in a fight, you lose. If you have the ability, you can get back on your own. If you report it to your parents and teachers afterwards, you are a coward, and no one will look down upon you.

It's not like the later generations. You try it, and I'll show it to you if you touch it. Then you go to the hospital and go through a set of procedures. Then the seven aunts and eight aunts take turns to go into battle. If they don't kill you, they will also annoy you.

When passing by the playground and heading towards the teaching building, Lu An stopped, thinking that he had seen it wrong.

I thought I had an illusion.

I saw Li Dong standing timidly under the national flag, standing on the command podium, facing the curious eyes that came and went, trying not to commit suicide in shame and anger.

Luan walked over and looked up.

Question: "The command podium is usually where the school leaders stand. No matter how bad it is, it is also a stage for puppy love students. How did you get up there?"

"Lu An, didn't you say you've got Zhou Bapi done?" Seeing him, Li Dong, who had looked so ashamed just now, had a ferocious look on his face, and his furrowed eyes were definitely showing.

"Oh, it's all because your xiaolongbao is so delicious, I forgot about it."

Lu An confessed and asked: "Punishment from Teacher Zhou?"

"Luan, you're a beast!"

Li Dong was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and a cloud of white mist was sprayed out of his nostrils. He gestured excitedly with his hands: "No, it's not her.

When I returned to school last night, I thought she had forgotten me, and I was secretly glad, but I knew she had called me over this morning. "

Lu An still didn't understand: "That's not right. Even if I retaliate against you, shouldn't I stand outside the office or classroom? Do you have any other leverage to fall into someone else's hands?"

In the past, teachers were punished in this way if they offended them. How can a battle be so big?

Li Dong muttered and fell silent.

Lu An asked: "Did you secretly write a love letter to a girl? And it fell into the hands of Teacher Zhou?"

Li Dong's eyes wandered a little.

Lu An's eyes were so venomous that he instantly knew that he had guessed it right, and immediately said: "Forget it, if you don't tell me, then I will go to the bulletin board and see it myself."

All boys and girls who go to the command post will definitely post their love letters on the bulletin board for public display. This is a traditional rule and evidence, and it is an effective way for the school to scare the monkeys.

After waiting for a minute and no reply, Lu An smiled and said, "I'm going to admire the writing style of the Prince of Love Letters."

Li Dong knew that he couldn't stop this bastard, and he was so angry that he said, "Go, go, go! If you want to see my jokes, go and see me, but I remind you, I'm afraid you will cry when you get there!"

Lu An didn't know why, and he didn't really want to go, but after hearing this, he turned around and left.

The bulletin board is neither far nor close to the command post. There is a teaching building and a rockery in the middle, and it is in another small playground.

He was still thinking about it along the way, what mistake had he made that made him cry?

Pass through the teaching building and take a shortcut into the rockery.

Hurrying slowly, just when he was about to walk out of the rockery, he suddenly stopped his feet, and a figure was reflected in his black pupils.

A person who is so familiar that he can no longer be familiar with him.

The bulletin board is opposite to the canteen, located in two completely opposite directions. There is almost no one here at this time and it is silent.

He saw Meng Qingshui, who was dressed in light purple, with her back to him, checking her transcript.

No, look for names on transcripts, exactly.

The reason why she was so sure was because she quickly searched on the first piece of paper and couldn't find the name she wanted.

So I started over and looked again slowly, but still couldn't find anyone.

As the old saying goes: Where there are people, there is competition. No matter where you are, no matter what you do, there will be rankings, and those who can get on the first report card are all the top students in the school, and they are all among the top 100.

Meng Qingshui was full of confusion and refused to give up. After a while, he took a step closer, placed his right index finger on the first report card, and searched carefully from top to bottom.

As a result, we started looking for Liu Hui, who ranked first in liberal arts, and when we found the 100th person at the end, we still couldn't find the name we wanted.

At this time, Meng Qingshui's face looked a little solemn. He paused, then turned his attention to the second transcript, and started searching in the same way.

I looked for it twice, but it was not on the second report card either.

Meng Qingshui's eyes flickered between the first and second transcripts. Meng Qingshui hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't bear to look at the third transcript.

It's a pity that it's useless not to bear it. It's still a waste of water, and I didn't see it.

Moving to the fourth report card, this time she was not allowed to let go, and she quickly found:

Luan, with a total score of 503, ranked 359

Seeing this ranking and score, her eyes were full of disbelief.

After being stunned for about ten seconds, her long eyelashes slowly closed. When she opened them again, she found that her name and score were still where they were, unchanged.

This time he seemed to have accepted his fate. Meng Qingshui pursed her beautiful lips tightly and stared at the name without saying a word.

After watching the other party's actions throughout the whole process, Lu An understood that she was looking for her own ranking.

Because she studied science, and according to her familiar memory, the bulletin board on the left always posted the liberal arts test results, and the bulletin board on the right was where the science test results were posted.

Based on his performance in this monthly exam, it seemed natural that his name would appear on the fourth report card, and it did not surprise him.

When his thoughts reached this point, he came to his senses. No wonder Li Dong said in a provocative way, "I will cry when I get here." He probably knew his results.

Just when Lu An fell into a trance, Meng Qingshui, who seemed to be feeling something, turned around and saw him at a glance.

She is still the same person, no matter how simple she is dressed, she still cannot stop her stunning look.

Suddenly they looked at each other, and Meng Qingshui stopped in place with a red face, like a little daughter-in-law who had been caught. She was at a loss for words.

For this girl, Lu An's past memories flooded into his heart, and he felt very complicated. If he could, he would choose to hide.

At least he avoided her these past few years.

But he was an adult after all, and he knew that he had to say something now. If he didn't say anything, she would be in a stalemate with him face to face for a whole day.

She will gnash her teeth, not speaking, not moving, and just watching you quietly, consuming it.

ps: The follow-up reading and data are not ideal. The editor has contacted March several times. I started to feel melancholy even though I was originally in a good state of mind. Can you please help me...

One more thing: the first 30 chapters seem to be scattered, but in fact every detail is a foreshadowing and will be connected in a series. This is the style of writing books in March. It is relatively slow to get started, which makes it easy to get lost.

Just like the reborn test scores, March not only pursues the truth, but also uses this to unfold the story, which is not cruelty.

Okay, that’s it for the explanation, and I ask all the big guys to show your respect.