Meet the scumbag Bai Yueguang

The scorching summer vacation came to an end soon. Chenguang Middle School ushered in a new class of senior one students. After a busy day of registration, Du Mifan came to the classroom of Class Three, Senior One early in the afternoon. When he came, the classroom was already full Several people are sleeping, or bragging...

His eyes slowly swept over everyone, and finally he went straight to the desks in the first group and stood still, knocking lightly on the desks: "Is anyone sitting here?"

Hearing the sound, the person who was lying on the corner of the wall and sleeping soundly raised his head, revealing his face that was streaked by his sleeves, with a few strands of hair curled up on his forehead, and squinting at him sleepily.

Du Bifan looked at him quietly, and lightly clenched the palms beside him into fists.

He entered the society after graduating from university, and his work went smoothly, which made him somewhat less inferior, but he had never made friends before, and it was the first time he struck up a conversation and made friends like this, and he felt...a little nervous.

The boy looked him up and down a few times, and nuzzled his chin: "No one, sit down."

Du Bifan breathed a sigh of relief, stepped over, and sat down beside the boy.

With the deskmate, the boy seemed to be relieved of sleepiness all at once. He wiped his face with his hand, looked around the classroom, and looked at Du Mifan curiously: "We know each other?"

This sentence sounded so familiar, Du Mifan remembered it without much thought, Fan Yao had asked this sentence when he first met Fan Yao after rebirth.

Du Bifan turned his head to look at his new tablemate, the red marks on that handsome face had not faded yet, coupled with the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed a little unscrupulous, like a playboy.He withdrew his gaze, took off his schoolbag and put it on the table, slowly tidied it up, and said softly, "I don't know."

Hearing this, the boy rubbed his chin, and became even more curious: "Then why did you come here to sit with me? There are still so many empty seats in the classroom. And you look at me in a strange way? I stole your girlfriend?"

"..." Du Bifan froze his hands while arranging his schoolbag, and did not answer his first question, a little speechless, "How many girlfriends have you robbed?"

The boy grinned and frowned as if he was in deep thought. After a while, he said, "There are too many, I can't remember, about ten or twenty...six or seventy."

Du Bifan is quite familiar with this person, after all, he sat at the front and back desks for a few days in his first year of high school in his previous life, so he is quite used to running the train with his mouth full of words at this time, and even has a little nostalgia for him.Also because I have been in contact with him for so long, Du Bifan knows that this person has a good character, he is a very good person, except for his bragging, he is good, but occasionally... not very reliable in business.

After all, few people would even copy other people's names when copying homework.

"Du Mifan." Du Mifan put his schoolbag in his book pocket, turned his head and said to the other party.

Hearing that Du Mifan had introduced himself, the boy was also very straightforward, baring his teeth and grinning: "Kong Qinghua, the man who will graduate from Tsinghua University in the future!"

Although Du Bifan had no friends in his previous life, he paid close attention to his old classmates who he was still familiar with at first. Thinking of the other party's usual grades and the university he went to later, he twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Then you can do it."

Kong Qinghua was surprised and satisfied with his silence and taunts. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth widened, from a shallow smile showing only eight teeth to a maniacal smile showing all his gums. He gave him a thumbs up while laughing: "My buddy is very good! Not bad, not bad!! Haha."

Du Mifan looked at him laughing so madly that he could see his throat, but felt a little emotional in his heart.

The reason why he chose Kong Qinghua as his deskmate was because the other party was one of the few people who had dealt with him in his previous life. He had a good personality and was considered friendly to him, so the moment he saw this person appearing in the classroom, he He just walked over, he wanted to take the initiative, at least in this life to make friends.

Kong Qinghua's character is very good.

The classroom was gradually filled with people. When the class bell rang, a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle walked up to the podium. He knocked on the blackboard to signal everyone to be quiet: "Boys come out and hold books."

There are 45 people in the third class, 22 boys, and the men and women are divided into half and half. As soon as the man's voice fell, many boys stood up one after another, moved the benches and walked out in twos and threes.

The door of a class of classrooms was also opened, and boys went out one after another, probably to the Academic Affairs Office to pick up books. A tall and thin boy in white short sleeves came out of the classroom, bowed his head from his trouser pocket He fumbled around a few times, and soon a headset was plugged into both ears.

As soon as the boy came out, Kong Qinghua walked a few steps lightly, hid behind and patted the other person on the shoulder, and said in a rough voice, "Listen to the song again! Hand in the earphones!!"

The boy didn't stop walking, turned his head and glanced at Kong Qinghua lightly, showing a clear and handsome side face, and said with disgust: "It's better to learn how to fool people."

Kong Qinghua chuckled, took a step forward and put his hand on the opponent's shoulder, and deftly took off an earphone and stuffed it into his ear.

Du Mifan followed behind Kong Qinghua, he was not tall, standing behind Kong Qinghua, he was almost blocked, when Kong Qinghua walked away, his whole vision widened a lot, and he could see clearly and The figure and appearance of the boy Kong Qinghua walked with.The boy was as thin as he had seen more than a month ago, his hair had grown a bit, brushing softly on his fair neck, he looked tall and straight.

Kong Qinghua walked a few steps and remembered his new tablemate, and called Du Mifan back: "Du Mifan!"

Du Mifan quickly walked a few steps to the other party's side: "Huh?"

Kong Qinghua patted the shoulder of the boy next to him, and winked at him: "Do you know his name?"

Du Bifan naturally knew, but he didn't say anything, he just cooperated: "What?"

Kong Qinghua started laughing again, "Hahaha": "Remember, his name is Fan Peking University, I am Tsinghua University, he is Peking University, we are good brothers!"

Du Bifan: "..."

Fan Yao didn't pay attention to his buddy's madness, and turned his head to look at Du Mifan a few times. He felt that he looked familiar, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face: "You..."

Du Mifan knew that he was ordinary in appearance and not outstanding in height, so he couldn't find it in a crowd of people. Seeing that the other person was confused, he sent a thoughtful answer: "Du Mifan, we met in the narrow alley behind the library during the summer vacation."

When Fan Yao heard this, the confusion on his face became more intense.

Du Mifan continued to help him recall: "Little cat, there is a litter of kittens there, you feed the cat food, and I take the steamed buns."

Fan Yao tapped his forehead a few times, and finally remembered: "It's you."

Du Bifan smiled: "Yes, it's me."

Fan Yao also smiled at him, the corners of his mouth curled up in a very sweet smile, he opened his lips lightly, and said, "You just said your name...what is it?"

There was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

The smile on the corner of Du Bifan's mouth was a little stiff: "...Du Bifan."

Fan Yao smiled and nodded: "Du Mifan, I remember, Fan Yao, my name."

"En." Du Bifan's smile became natural again, and he breathed a sigh of relief calmly.

Du Bifan walked next to the two of them and followed them downstairs. The head teachers of each class had already ordered people to order good books, and they just had to carry them away one by one. Du Bifan estimated his physical strength, and found a moderate stack to carry. Walk.

Just two steps away, there was a "plop" sound from behind, and before he had time to look back to see what happened, he heard a low voice with a hint of depression: "Zhang Bifan, help me."

Du Mifan paused and stopped there. There was no movement for a long time, and the other party called him again: "Zhang Bifan?"

He just knew it.Du Bifan sighed in his heart, and turned his head resignedly, two books fell randomly on the ground not far away, and the young man next to him was holding a stack of books that almost covered his head and stretched his neck to look: "I dropped the book, help me!" I'll pick it up."

The boy didn't hold the bound ones wrapped in oiled paper like him, but a collection of two different books, English and mathematics. Because they had been unpacked and the surface of the new books was relatively smooth, it was easy to slip a few of them while holding them.

Du Mifan put down the book in his hand, stepped forward to help him pick it up, put it on the top, and helped organize it: "It's done."

"Thank you." Fan Yao took two steps with the book in his arms, feeling that it was fairly stable and there was no tendency to drop it, he turned around and smiled at Du Mifan.

The young man had a nice smile, two shallow dimples, his eyes were squinted, and his smile was clean and gentle. Du Mifan silently looked at the other party's smile, stepped forward, and when passing by the other party, said softly: "Say wrong."

"What?" Fan Yao looked puzzled.

Du Mifan walked up to his pile of books, raised his hand, and looked back at him lightly: "My name is Du Mifan, it's Du Mifan, not Zhang Bifan."

Fan Yao is not the only one who called him by the wrong name. There were too many people who called him by the wrong name in his previous life. It’s wrong, it’s him after all, isn’t it?

But after being reborn, he doesn't want to live in such a muddle anymore. He wants to have friends, good friends, and he also wants others to truly remember his name.

His name is Du Mifan, Du Fu's Du, the quiet Mi, the ordinary Fan. Although he looks ordinary, his personality is not lively and outstanding, and he stands out from everyone, but he hopes that people around him can remember his name clearly, not Zhang Mifan, not Zhang Mifan. Wang Mifan was not Du that or something, but Du Mifan.

My name is Du Bifan, please call me Du Bifan.

Ignoring Fan Yao's staring eyes, Du Mifan strode forward with his book in his hands. When he got to the bottom of the teaching building, there was a burst of faster footsteps from behind, and then his shoulder was lightly patted, mixed with "huhu "The panting|breathing voice: "Why are you walking so fast?"

Kong Qinghua carried a stack of books and panted to follow Du Mifan, carefully watching his face: "Angry? He just has that memory, it wasn't on purpose."

Du Mifan paused, and a moment later he carried the book and continued upstairs. Kong Qinghua saw that he was silent, grabbed him, and vouched for his buddies: "Really, I won't lie to you, he is a bit face-blind, and he can't remember names." Slow down, if you say it a few times, he will definitely remember it."

Du Bifan was forced to stop, the two stared at each other for a moment, Du Bifan sighed slightly: "I'm not angry."

He naturally knew that Fan Yao didn't do it on purpose. Although the two of them hadn't spoken a few times in their previous lives, he still had some understanding of each other's character.Not to mention that he only told the other party's name twice, it is reasonable to remember it wrong.

Kong Qinghua looked disbelieving: "Fan Yao asked me to follow you up and ask, saying that you seem to be angry, so let me apologize to you."

Du Bifan was indeed not angry, it was just because of his name that he thought of those unpleasant times in his previous life for some reason, and his mood was temporarily affected. Hearing this, he looked down the stairs: "Where are the others?"

Kong Qinghua grinned happily: "In the back, I dropped a book again, and I'm picking it up."

Du Mifan looked back: "You have a good relationship with Fan Yao?"

Kong Qinghua raised his eyebrows: "Of course, we have a love for wearing a pair of pants."

Du Mifan was thoughtful, maybe he was too self-enclosed in his previous life, he didn't know that Fan Yao and Kong Qinghua had such a close relationship.

When the two of them reached the corner of the second floor, a group of boys came down from upstairs, probably to carry books. Du Mifan took a step forward, walked along the stairs to the right, and gave way to the next aisle.

With such skill, Fan Yao followed with the book in his arms.

Fan Yao walked upstairs slowly with a book that was taller than his head, and stopped in front of Du Kong and Kong who were staring at him with big eyes, and sighed slightly: "I regret it, it's too hard to hold."

Kong Qinghua made fun of him: "Others are stacking stacks one stack at a time, but you pretended to hug two stacks vigorously. Now you regret it, it's too late!"

Fan Yao seemed to be contemptuous of him, a buddy who only knows how to make sarcastic remarks. His eyes fell on Du Mifan's face, and he smiled: "Aren't you angry?"

Du Bifan shook his head and smiled back: "I'm not angry." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to help him hold the books that were easy to fall, and motioned, "Go upstairs, it's quite heavy."

Fan Yao glanced at the few books in his hand, and his eyes fell on his face for a while.

The three of them went upstairs quickly, and when they came to the corner on the third floor, seeing Fan Yao was about to enter the classroom, Du Mifan took a quick step, put the book on top of the pile of books for him, thought about it, and whispered to him quickly.

"I was really not angry just now, but let me say my name again to deepen your memory. My name is Du Mifan. Du Fu's Du has the same surname as the poet sage. It is very easy to remember. All ordinary Fan, Mi is quiet Mi, taking tranquility Good intentions."

Fan Yao paused, turned his head and looked over when he heard the words, Du Mifan saw that his footsteps had stopped, and looked up to a class of classrooms, the head teacher of the first class hadn't come up yet, the classroom was chaotic, so he seized the time to sell his Name: "You can also remember it like this. I am a descendant of Du Fu. Among Du Fu's descendants, there is a person who loves to eat rice. His name is Du Mifan, Du Mifan, Du Mifan."

After Du Bifan finished speaking, he recited it silently, and said with a smile, "Isn't it easier to remember?"

Fan Yao: "..."

Fan Yao felt a little funny, he just couldn't remember people's names a little bit, it wasn't serious, now that this person almost whispered names in his ears so many times, he should remember the complicated ones, not to mention it's quite simple What about the name?He looked at the shy smile on the other person's face, smiled and nodded: "Yeah."

Kong Qinghua moved his head closer and squeezed between the two of them, curious: "What are you two talking about secretly? Let me listen too."

Fan Yao patted his dog's head away with disgust, turned and went back to the classroom.