They all said the school grass likes me

"You have arrived near your destination, this navigation is over..."

Zhou Yu exited the map software and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The dense mango trees on both sides of the road can barely block the sweltering heat that rolls in in August. At the end of the path, a school gate can be vaguely seen.

This new school is outrageous. It is hidden behind the woods at the deepest part of this three-fold street, as if it is afraid that others will find it.

The ending is that from Zhou Yu walking on this Bagua Street to the time he finds the Yugang High School located at "No. 19 Bagua Street", the total route is less than 1 kilometer, and the navigation time of the map software shows 28 minutes and 32 seconds.

Going through the maze.

Zhou Yu had just exited the navigation software when the phone rang.

The name flashed on the screen, the caller: Dad.

"Son, have you arrived yet?" Zhou Wenhui's voice sounded from the other end of the phone, "Director Wang said you haven't come to his office yet?"

"Just arrived at the school gate." Zhou Yu said, "It took a detour."

"I said I should call the driver to take you off. You have to take some kind of bus." Zhou Wenhui sighed, "I argue with you every day, and you don't know the way. In the end, you are wasting your time."

"Okay, daddy is right, it's my fault, I'm an idiot."

Zhou Yu's clothes were soft and soft, and his tone was light, but for some reason it sounded a little dry like a cannonball, "Anyway, I'm going to report first, daddy bye--"

Crack, hang up button.

"Hey!" What more did Zhou Wenhui say, but there was only a series of busy tones left on the phone.

Hanging up the phone decisively, Zhou Yu's heart was not so light.

The flames of anger with his father in the past few days were all ignited because of a few simple words.

I'm ashamed to say he doesn't know the way.

If it wasn't for the fact that he moved from house to school every three days, no matter how road-crazy he was, he wouldn't be able to remember how to get to school.

Zhou Yu sighed, and took a few steps forward.

At this distance, he could finally see clearly the four characters "Yinggang Attached Middle School" gleaming in the sun on the wall next to the school gate.

Today is the third day since Zhou Yu moved to the small town, and it is also the day when he reports to the new school.

There was a guard sitting in the security booth at the school gate. Seeing Zhou Yu approaching, he poked his head out and yelled a few words.

The language was in Cantonese, which he couldn't understand, so Zhou Yu held up the registration materials printed with "Yingang High School" in big characters to prove that he was about to become a student of the school.

The guard squinted his eyes and waved him in.

It's still summer vacation, but there seems to be some "summer self-study" in the attached middle school. Teachers and students are all there, so I can report on this day.

Zhou Yu had to go to the teaching office first to find Director Wang. According to the address given by his father, the teaching office was on the third floor of the teaching building.

The teaching building... Zhou Yu scanned around, and it was easy to recognize.

Because the campus of the attached high school is only the size of a palm, with a playground with a 200-meter track, there is only one building except the student cafeteria, and there is no dormitory department, which fundamentally cuts off the possibility of him going the wrong way.

I didn't meet any students along the way, so I should be in class, but the classroom was as lively as a market, and bits and pieces of Cantonese drifted into my ears.

At the door of the teaching office, Zhou Yu knocked on the door.

"Enter."

In the office lingering in the faint fragrance of tea, there are two teachers sitting, one is fat and the other is thin.

The thin one looks quite young, not more than 30 years old, a little reserved.

The fat one was older and had a much more casual attitude.

"Zhou Yu, isn't he? You're pretty, and there must be a lot of little girls chasing you." Fat teacher looked at him.

Zhou Yu was slightly shocked, it was the first time he saw the teacher speak like that.

He remained silent, and the fat teacher continued by himself: "I am the teaching director of the attached middle school, and my surname is Wang."

"Hello, Director Wang," Zhou Yu said.

"Welcome to the attached high school." Director Wang continued solemnly, but his Mandarin was a bit plastic. "We are an ordinary high school that focuses on quality education. The school spirit is united and lively, and the students are warm and friendly. I hope you can integrate into the group as soon as possible."

After finishing the five clauses of the routine, the tone broke down, and it became a lying down posture just like the school.

"School uniforms and other things will be brought to you. It is not compulsory to wear at school. Anyway, no one will listen to it if it is compulsory."

"The meal card is 300 yuan, and it can only be used after school starts. The canteen chef will not work during the summer vacation."

"There are no textbooks for these two days. In the new semester, you will distribute your books with your classmates. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask Mr. Lin. Oh yes—"

Director Wang pointed to the young teacher next to him, "This is Teacher Lin, your head teacher."

Teacher Lin himself didn't expect to be cueed at this juncture, so he reflexively showed a surprised but polite smile, and Zhou Yu also smiled back, as if he knew each other.

"By the way, I heard that you can only speak Mandarin?" Director Wang asked again.

"En." Zhou Yu nodded.

"It's a bit troublesome if you don't know Cantonese..." Director Wang muttered, "It's okay, just listen to it casually, and you will understand after a while."

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, and really wanted to ask Director Wang what he meant by just listen.

But Director Wang went straight to the next topic, choking all his questions back to his stomach.

"Look, your grades can enter the experimental class in our school. Unfortunately, the report card was handed in too late, and you have already been put into the ordinary class system. You can just follow along." Director Wang cleared his throat, " Our school has a rule that the first in the ordinary class in the final exam can be promoted to the experimental class, come on!"

Zhou Yu: "..."

You are quite easy.

But he doesn't really care much about the regular class or the experimental class. As for the final exam—according to his father's style, it's not certain whether he can stay until the end.

"Okay." Director Wang waved his hand freely, said a few words in Cantonese to the class teacher, and then changed into Mandarin, "Take him to class."

Zhou Yu followed Teacher Lin, walking side by side.

He can't count the number of times he transferred schools with two hands. He has experienced many teachers and summed up a little experience:

The seasoned teacher would chat with him a few words on this road, the content was almost the same, like a customary icebreaker.

But Mr. Lin did not master this kind of speaking skills. Obviously, he is very young and inexperienced. This journey is more like a journey of self-conquerment between two social fears.

After coming out of the office and going down to the second and a half floors, Mr. Lin finally saved up his skill bar and asked him, "How long have you been here?"

"Today is exactly the fourth day." Zhou Yu replied.

"Are you still used to it?" Teacher Lin asked.

"It's okay." Zhou Yu said, feeling a little cold, he smiled extra to show his friendliness.

"That's good." Teacher Lin also smiled.

Human high-quality awkward chat record.

Teacher Lin changed the subject: "I saw your report card, you are very good, and you have always been the first in your grade in the exam?"

"Well, but there is an element of luck." Zhou Yu wanted to be humble at first, but the teachers have already pointed out the rankings, so it is meaningless to be humble.

"But you changed four schools in the first year of high school, you are still in four cities, and you don't know Cantonese, so you come to us..." Teacher Lin thought for a while, and asked, "Do you mind if I ask the reason?"

Sure enough, there would be such a question, Zhou Yu smiled and replied, "Cooperate with my dad's job change."

"That's it." Teacher Lin nodded.

It can be seen that he doesn't quite understand why parents would let Zhou Yu change environments again and again during the critical learning period of high school.

In fact, Zhou Yu himself didn't understand either.

Four schools a year means that you can't make friends and you can't adapt to your daily routine.

Before moving here, Zhou Yu had just ordered a supplementary book from the teacher at the previous school, and then his father said, "Xiao Yu, I contacted a new supplier, and we're moving."

He had no choice but to follow.

"Don't worry, it's a group when you come here." Seeing that Zhou Yu didn't speak, Mr. Lin comforted him, "I'll take you to the class. The atmosphere in our class is relatively relaxed. You don't need to be stressed. If you need anything, you can come to me directly. Just call me Lao Lin."

"Also, we are doing self-study during the summer vacation. There are two big self-study classes in the morning and afternoon every day. The school will officially start on September 9. After the school starts, there will be a preliminary exam. Come on."

Lao Lin speaks Mandarin at a slow rate, and he has to consider correcting the pronunciation of each word.

Zhou Yu smiled and nodded his thanks.

-

Go down to the second floor and walk along the corridor. There are dark blue thin felt display boards on the wall of the corridor in the attached middle school, and colorful posters are pasted on colorful tacks.

At the end of the corridor, the left and right hands are facing two classrooms, and the class signs of "Class 1" and "Class 2" are hung respectively.

Lao Lin pushed open the door of Class Two, and Zhou Yu entered the class after him.

In a trance, he felt that he had walked into a certain teahouse.

At a glance, everyone is playing and chatting.

People who play cards, play mahjong, play mobile games, drink tea, everything.

There was a clear sense that these students were coming to summer study purely because they were bored at home.

The most eye-catching thing among the people in the teahouse is the group next to the door and the group in the last row.

They spoke the loudest, standing or sitting, clustered together, and through the scattered figures, it could be seen that there was a boy wearing a black T in the center of the crowd.

When Lao Lin entered, a pile of six heads came over at the same time.

Among the six people, there is a round fat man, a tall and thin man with afro, a bald head with big earrings, a man with golden hair and ponytail, and a black and thin man with strange peaks and rocks, all in different shapes.

The boy in the black T-shirt looks good, especially his eyes, which look good with a smile.

The six people glanced at Lao Lin and Zhou Yuyibo, and after making sure that nothing happened, they turned to the center of the team and chatted as if no one else was there.

……small group.

Disregard for rules and regulations.

Because he had seen too many domineering school bullies in the past, Zhou Yu didn't appreciate such small groups very much.

But in fact, this group of people has nothing to do with him, so a thought flashed in my mind, and I skipped it.

"An! Quiet!" Lao Lin Zhong shouted angrily.

When he slapped the table, the teahouse fell silent for an instant.

Among the few people who were surrounded by the boy in the black T-shirt, the little fat man quickly slipped back to the seat in front of the boy, and the remaining four crowded together on the empty chair next to the black T-shirt.

Four heads grew on a chair, and eight eyes blinked at Lao Lin.

"This is the new transfer student in our class, Zhou Yu." Lao Lin put his arms around Zhou Yu's shoulders, making him show off in front of everyone, "The grades are very good, I hope everyone will take care of them."

A moment of silence.

Usually this kind of scene of introducing new students would be embarrassing, and now it should be the kind with a relatively high degree of embarrassment.

Apparently, the whole class reacted "That's it?" to the "new classmate with good grades", and felt that the appearance of Lao Lin and Zhou Yu interrupted the relaxing entertainment.

After they looked at Zhou Yu in silence, they each turned their heads, picked up their mobile phones, dice, and poker, ready to continue the teahouse behavior just now.

Oh hoo, it's cold.

Just when Zhou Yu had such an idea, sitting in the last corner of the classroom, the handsome guy in the black T-shirt in the center of the small group took a look at him.

As if seeing through the embarrassment he tried his best to hide, the black T-shirt smiled and took the lead in slapping him twice.