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Gift.He tried everything possible to hide the injury on the back of his head from his mother, but was returned to his original form by a condolence call from Brother Hua.

Su Lijuan hung up the phone, ignoring the seaweed mud mask on her face, and hurriedly broke into Bi Ziyun's bedroom on the second floor.

Just as Bi Ziyun secretly tore off the gauze, he was looking at the wound in the full-length mirror, when he saw a charred face appearing in the mirror, he subconsciously turned his head, and accidentally knocked the back of his head against the mirror.

"Mom!" Bi Ziyun grinned his teeth in pain, "How many times have I told you to knock on the door before entering!"

"I heard from your homeroom teacher that you had a concussion and that you were lying in the hospital all afternoon, which is not bad—" Su Lijuan's face covered with a mask was full of worry, and she wanted to examine her son's whole body carefully again.

Seeing the clods of mud falling down her mother's face, Bi Ziyun couldn't help it anymore: "It's just a minor injury, the doctor said it's completely fine. Dad is coming home soon, mom, go wash your face first."

Bi Ziyun's father is a senior engineer at the Electric Power Research Institute. He often has to go to other places to follow up projects, and it is common for him to be away from home for ten and a half months.In this high-end residential duplex small western-style building, usually only Bi Ziyun and his son live there.

Bi's father's flight has just landed in a neighboring city, and he can drive home in another hour.In order to welcome her husband who came back from a business trip, Su Lijuan cooked a whole table of dishes.

Hearing what her son said, Su Lijuan remembered that her husband was coming back soon, taught Bi Ziyun a few words, and went back to the kitchen to make soup.

It was already midnight when Bi's father got home, and Su Lijuan was afraid that Bi Ziyun would have to go to class the next day, so she asked him to take a few bites before urging him to go to bed.

The sound of his parents' conversation came from the living room, and Bi Ziyun tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep, so he simply turned on the bedside lamp, sat cross-legged on the floor, staring at himself in the mirror in a daze.

An ugly gauze was wrapped on her head, as if she was bald for no reason. Bi Ziyun raised her eyebrows, made a few faces in the mirror, and suddenly felt that this was quite funny.

The facial features of the young man in the mirror have just opened, and he still has some inexperienced youthfulness and immaturity.The light from the bedside lamp came down softly, blocking the expression on the boy's face.

In private, Bi Ziyun doesn't like to laugh.

In the first semester of No. [-] Middle School, he never thought about blending in with the crowd, he just didn't want to be so out of place.

Gu Nan may indeed be a good choice. The school rules and regulations are strictly enforced here, and most of the students will just immerse themselves in their studies.No one will deliberately care about whether he is happy or not.

Tomorrow, the first semester of senior high school will officially start. From now on, he will be Bi Ziyun of Gu Nan No. [-] Middle School.

Compared with the huge formation of Gunan No. [-] Middle School, the opening ceremony of No. [-] Middle School can be called unpretentious.

When Bi Ziyun followed Tang Runhua into the playground, all classes had already stood in line.The whole audience was uniformly dressed in blue and white school uniforms. Only Bi Ziyun was wearing his usual T-shirt, standing at the end of the line with the head teacher, holding Brother Hua's signature tea mug in his hand, looking like a running errand secretary.

The opening ceremony officially began, and thousands of students on the playground turned back at the same time. Bi Ziyun, who was originally at the end of the queue alongside Brother Hua, suddenly became the leader of the queue.

After the national flag was hoisted and the national anthem was played, the whole playground fell silent, as if waiting for something.

Tang Runhua raised his chin to Bi Ziyun, and said with some pride, "Student Ziyun, have you seen the open space over there? Waiting is the feature of the opening ceremony of Gu Nan, and more than 300 students work together to complete it every year."

A burst of passionate music sounded, and hundreds of students holding colorful cardboards came out from the four corners of the east, west, north, and south, changing formations in the wide open space, sometimes forming a circle, sometimes forming a square, and finally scattered into In the shape of a petal, it stood still in place.

Bi Ziyun: "..."

Hundreds of people took a long time to spell out the school emblem logo of Gunan No. [-] Middle School.

From the stands came the principal's loud microphone: "Raise the school flag and play the school song!"

Immediately at the end of the road, four male students walked out, each holding a corner of the school flag, and walked forward with goose steps.

Class One and Three of Senior High was facing the flag platform, and Bi Ziyun happened to be standing in front of Class One and Three of Senior High.

Seeing four tall and straight figures walking towards him, Bi Ziyun rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"..."

It's him?

Why is it him again?

Fang Nan took the school flag from Cao Fanyu and was about to tie the corner of the flag to a pole when he heard Cao Fanyu say in a low voice, "Fang Nan, look."

He followed Cao Fanyu's gaze, and saw that Bi Ziyun was standing at the front of Class Three, wearing a cartoon T-shirt, with a band-aid on his head, and his face was full of sincerity. Pay attention to yourself.

"Fang Nan is still partnering with Cao Fanyu this semester—"

"I thought he quit the flag guard..."

Brother Hua turned his head and gave him a big stare, and the girls from class three whispering behind him immediately covered their mouths.

When Bi Ziyun saw Fang Nan cast his eyes on the flag stand, he suddenly felt guilty for some reason.He hurriedly stood at attention, deliberately pretending to be watching the flag raising.

Accompanied by the school song, the morning sun rose in the morning.Bi Ziyun narrowed his eyes, looking at the silhouette on the flag stand under the sunlight.

The sleeves of Fang Nan's school uniform were a bit short, and his white-gloved hands spread out the corners of the flag, blocking the glare of the morning sun for a moment.

The flag-raising ceremony was over, and the principal stood on the bleachers of the playground and began to deliver a routine speech at the beginning of each semester.

The principal emphasized two important events in this semester. One is the senior high school mock exam in half a month, and the other is the upcoming 80th anniversary of Gunan No. [-] Middle School.

This school celebration is different from usual, and it is the first large-scale event after Gu Nan was promoted to a provincial key point.Many outstanding alumni and people from the community who graduated from Gunan will come to Gunan to participate in the celebration.

As a key middle school for the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical education and aesthetics, the school strongly encourages students in the first and second grades to actively participate in the preparations for the school celebration without delaying their studies.

There is one more thing to look forward to in the monotonous and boring life, and the students on the playground started a heated discussion.They don't care about how the school celebration will be held, as long as they can have a few more days off.

Bi Ziyun followed the team slowly back to the classroom, and the long morning class began again.

Just last night, he swore in front of the mirror that he would study hard from now on.

Unexpectedly, the voice of the Queen Mother giving a lecture is really, really, hypnotic.

Bi Ziyun leaned against the corner and was distracted, ticking off a few paragraphs in the textbook.Xu Sixu who was behind snatched away the eraser of the girl at the same table, and the girl at the same table stepped on him severely under the table, and both of them were stood up by the Queen Mother.

Standing in front of Bi Ziyun's desk, Wang Jin pointed at Xu Sixu and yelled at him, probably meaning that it's fine if he doesn't want to study, and don't affect other students who want to study.

Having been robbed of the eraser by his deskmate, and even criticized by the math teacher, Xu Sixu's deskmate sat down on the desk shortly after sitting down, with tears streaming down his face.

Teenage boys always regret it when they're done.Xu Sixu had been apologizing to his deskmate in a low voice throughout the class, so he almost knelt down and called his deskmate auntie.

After one class, Bi Ziyun couldn't memorize any of the formulas written by the Queen Mother on the whiteboard.

In addition to enduring the gossip and fights of the couple at the back table every day, Bi Ziyun also shouldered several particularly important class tasks because of this unique geographical environment.

Microphone, curling machine, early warning device.

Classmate next door: "Hi, please call xxx."

The English teacher brought in a stack of test papers: "You, pass on your homework yesterday."

From time to time, Tang Runhua's face would suddenly appear from the small window at the door. As soon as Bi Ziyun knocked on the desk, most of the students who were dreaming about fugue would immediately wake up.

Thanks to everyone, Bi Ziyun memorized most of the names of the students in the class in just a few days.

But since that day, Fang Nan never came downstairs to deliver anything.

Because of the unexpected accident at the beginning of school, I and Cao Fanyu became acquaintances somehow.Cao Fanyu spent almost all his time on the court from morning to night. Every time he saw Bi Ziyun walking across the court after school, he would raise his chin as a gesture of greeting to Bi Ziyun.

Liu Xueting leaves school in a hurry every afternoon, not knowing where to rush.According to Bi Ziyun's observations over the past few days, she and Cao Fanyu should be married.

The studies in Gunan No. [-] Middle School are much more arduous than that of No. [-] Middle School. Even Bi Ziyun, who has never been interested in studying, is tortured by the mountain of test questions piled up on the desk every day.

Bi Ziyun knows how to choose and choose. Every night, he does his Chinese and literature and history subjects seriously. The next morning, he enters the classroom 10 minutes early, gathers with seven or eight students in the class who are at the end of the crane, and copies the words of the deputy monitor. Mathematical homework.

After a week like this, in the class meeting of the second week, Tang Runhua suddenly brought a female teacher into the third class.

Bi Ziyun recognized the gentle and beautiful female teacher as soon as she walked into the classroom. She was my mother's best friend in college and the instructor of the school art troupe she met during the interview.

Hua Ge gave way to the female teacher with a smile, and said to the classmates: "This is Teacher Huang from the school art troupe."

The whole Class Three, especially the boys said loudly: "Mr. Huang, teacher, good!"

Teacher Huang smiled, and said softly to the students below: "Students, the school celebration in Gu Nan is coming soon. I am mainly responsible for the selection of performers for the school celebration program this time. Appropriate students can participate in the rehearsal and recording of our school celebration program."

Brother Hua waved his hand, indicating that if Mr. Huang likes the brats below, he can just take them away.

Miss Huang