The same table is always testing the edge of the fried hair

After being separated from Ye Kong, Xia Ci felt that the whole world was quiet.

He walked aimlessly on the sidewalk, kicking the stones on the road from time to time. The dim streetlights elongated his shadow infinitely, and at the same time cast a faint light around the thin and tall figure, making him look lonely and lonely. stubborn.

Unknowingly, he came to an abandoned park. A light in front of the entrance was flickering on and off. The rusty benches were covered with leaves. Some recreational facilities were in disarray. One tire rim swing is still in good shape.

This is the place he used to come to when he was a child.

At that time, their family was still living in the south of the city, and their parents were just small employees who left early and returned late. The salary of the employees was not high, and the life of the family of three was busy and tight, but even so, Xia Ci's parents would still spare some time on weekends, Take him around, even if the scenery is not charming, the food is not delicious, and the gifts are not exquisite, Xia Ci can laugh from ear to ear.

Later, my parents resigned and went to the sea, and made a name for themselves. The family moved to City A, and the small house of tens of square meters became a villa of several hundred square meters. The material things became more and more rich. However, so many gorgeous lamps However, Xia Ci can only open one in his room, and only one pair of bowls and chopsticks can be placed on such a long dining table...

Xia Ci sat on the swing, staring straight at one point, dazed for a long time.

Probably because of the too much fighting just now, the gauze on the boy's head was half red, and it was gradually smudged away. The strange thing is that he didn't seem to feel any pain, and just sat quietly, waiting for the dawn.

The quiet Xia Ci still looks very bookish, which is completely different from the irascible boy who was full of hostility just now. His eyebrows are soft and he has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. When he smiles, the corners of his eyes are slightly With a bend, there seemed to be a little bit of starlight in the clear eyes.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Xia Ci was moved when he heard the sound, and quickly took out his mobile phone, which displayed the message he had been waiting for, and the note at the top was - Mom.

- I have contacted No. [-] Middle School. I will report for duty next Monday. The money will be transferred to your card. Don’t cause trouble. Your dad and I are very busy.

Immediately afterwards, the mobile phone received a message from the bank that the money had arrived.

Xia Ci read the [-]-character text message twice, then right-clicked to delete it.

Money and busyness are eternal topics, whether he is a top student who is full of stars, or a troubled boy with many problems, his parents have refused to give him even a word of concern.

The sky just dawned, Xia Ci took the first bus to City A, took a shower at home, and then went back to catch up on sleep.

It wasn't until night that Meng Yue's serial calls woke him up. Xia Ci picked up the phone, and the school bell rang from the receiver.

"You are finally willing to answer the phone! How are you? Where are you? Are you home?"

"Here we are, just woke up."

"Just arrive safely," Meng Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "I really envy you for being able to catch up on sleep until you wake up naturally. I was scolded by my mother for not even touching the bed when I came home early in the morning. I received a make-up class this morning. Notification, you say I am suffering or not."

Xia Ci: "Isn't school starting next Monday?"

"Normally, but...the school has to make up lessons for the bottom 250 students in the school," Meng Yue became angry when he thought about it, "Then the teachers in our school are too dedicated and willing to make up lessons for free, and the school adds more After a few classes, I just ended up at the bottom [-], and I have nothing to reason with."

"..."

"Actually, it's still acceptable. I'll only make up for two more days. I just came to school to avoid the limelight. Every time the summer vacation is coming to an end, my mother always dislikes me everywhere. Whenever she gets a chance, she will scold me and get annoyed," Meng Yue Then he said, "Hey, you're starting school too, can you go back to No. [-] Middle School?"

Xia Ci turned around, "How can I go back after it's all opened, there is no place to stay here, I have my own place to stay."

"That's for sure, why don't you come to No. [-] Middle School?" Meng Yue paused. The most important thing is that your brother and I are also there, so there are multiple helpers in the fight, right?"

Meng Yue really hoped that Xia Ci would come back, after all the years of brotherhood, Meng Yue knew that he had a slow personality, didn't have many friends in City A, and was stuck in a group of school bullies who only knew how to do their homework all day, it must be boring .

What Meng Yue didn't expect was that Xia Ci happily ate his Amway, "Then I will report to No. [-] Middle School next Monday."

Meng Yue was both surprised and delighted: "Fuck! Is it true? Really?!"

Xia Ci: "Really, the school has agreed."

"Nice! It's so exciting!" Meng Yue was overjoyed, and he cheered himself up in the corridor outside the classroom.

Brother Bo came out of the classroom carrying a basketball, and he wrapped his good cross-body bag around twice and hung it loosely around his waist, "Yuezi is playing! Brother Shan has already gone to take up his seat!"

"Okay, you go first, I'll come right after I finish the call!" Meng Yue waved to Brother Bo.

Meng Yue put the phone back to his ear, "Brother Bo called me to play. You met him yesterday. We are both front and back, and he is also an interesting soul."

Xia Ci smiled, suddenly looking forward to No. [-] High School, "Go and play, I'll pack up and arrive the day after tomorrow."

Meng Yue: "Okay! I'll pick you up then."

As a result, when school started the day after tomorrow, Meng Yue failed to show up on time.

The library at the new school needs to be cleaned. The night before, the teaching director went to the cram school to arrest people for voluntary labor. Finally, he appointed Meng Yue as the head of the cleaning team on the grounds that "he is tall enough to poke the cobwebs on the ceiling".

No. [-] Middle School is a century-old school. It used to be the school with the best grades among the three middle schools. All the students who entered the school had top-notch grades in the senior high school entrance examination. Later, because City A wanted to establish a provincial key high school, the principal of No. [-] Middle School was directly promoted to The principal of No. [-] Middle School also took away a large number of experienced teachers.In addition, the teaching facilities of No. [-] Middle School are not as good as those of the new school. Since the establishment of No. [-] Middle School, a lot of resources have been lost. Over time, it has become what people call a second-rate middle school.

Xia Ci filled out the information at the student registration office, completed the transfer admission procedures, and then dragged the box to the student dormitory.

The No. [-] Middle School is very large, and there is a long road between the teaching building and the dormitory. Both sides of this road are full of camphor trees, and because of the long history of the school, the trees grow tall and dense, and the whole road is covered. Under the shade of the trees, there is only a little mottled light and shadow left on the road.

Not long after Xia Ci left, a volunteer wearing a red armband greeted him, with a standard smile showing only eight teeth on his face, "Student, are you looking for a student dormitory for the first year of high school?"

Xia Ci: "I'm looking for a senior in high school."

"Are you a transfer student?"

"Well," Xia Ci glanced at the number on the key, "May I ask how to get to Building C?"

"I'll take you."

"Thank you."

Building C is a newly built dormitory building in the past two years. It is some distance away from the two buildings in front. There are many people registering for the start of the semester. Xia Ci followed the volunteers to detour, and then dragged his suitcase upstairs alone.

Xia Ci's dormitory is in C509. It was originally a single room for teachers to rest. Later, because there were too many third-year students and there was not enough dormitory, the fifth floor was temporarily transformed into a student dormitory for two people.

Fortunately, Xia Ci's roommate, whom he had never met, was accompanied by his parents, and he signed a liability waiver agreement and moved out in the second semester of his sophomore year.

Living alone in such a huge space, Xia Cile is at ease.

He squatted down to pack his things, and when he was about to go to the classroom, a piece of music suddenly sounded next door. The singer's voice was not loud, and he could only vaguely hear someone humming from the melody of the guitar. Xia Ci listened quietly. After a while, he closed the door gently, turned around and went downstairs.

In the third (22) class of high school.

"Have you written the test paper for the sequence? Copy it for me."

"Fuck! What sequence? Lao Yao handed out this test paper?"

"...Where are the English newspapers? I want to fill in the blanks!"

"It's in the textbook, look it up by yourself, hurry up! I want physics!"

Before the class, several students gathered around a table, no matter who the test paper was, no matter whether it was sin or cos, they would be full of flamboyance when they got it, and they looked very hardworking.

While writing quickly, Huang He mysteriously said, "Today we have a transfer student coming to our class."

"Who said that?"

"I heard it when I went to Lao Ji's office today," Huang He said, "I came from the Tsinghua class of No. [-] Middle School, and Lao Ji lost her eyes when she smiled."

"Will the No. [-] middle school come to us?"

"My cat listened to me for a while, and it seems that I was expelled from No. [-] High School." Huang He lowered his voice, "Do you know Xia Ci?"

"My junior high school alumnus," an insider put down his pen and came over to gossip, "The number one in our senior high school entrance examination was the first in the first half of the monthly examination."

"I heard people say that Cheng Qing in No. [-] Middle School was beaten by him a while ago," Huang He said, "There are still people with knives on Cheng Qing's side, and he is the only one on Xia Ci's side, a group of tigers."

"Where did you hear so much? Stop bragging."

"I know everything in all directions, and I have many ways to get news," Huang He said again, "I don't believe it. You can see it later in the class meeting. Dare the Wubao raccoon?"

Not long after the small meeting at the bottom, Lao Ji, the homeroom teacher, came in with a black notepad in her hand, and walked in with a smile on her face. She knocked on the table to signal the students to be quiet, "How was your summer vacation?"

"Not good - too much homework!"

Lao Ji smiled kindly, "If it's not good, then we won't let it go on National Day, so as not to make everyone unhappy."

"Happy! Teacher, let's have a happy summer vacation!"

"That's right," Lao Ji said, "Today we have a new classmate coming to report, is there any room later?"

Lao Ji looked back and saw that there were two empty tables in the last row, the owner of one of which hardly came to class, and the other was empty.

Not long after, under the guidance of others, Xia Ci finally found Class 22 ([-]) in the laboratory building.

Class 22 is the last class in the third grade of senior high school. In order to retain students, No. [-] Middle School expanded its enrollment. As a result, the number of classrooms was insufficient. The school had no choice but to convert an empty laboratory into a classroom, so the classroom here was twice as large as the classroom in the teaching building. In spare time, students can play badminton doubles behind the tables and chairs.

"Report." Xia Ci shouted from the doorway, the voice was not loud, but immediately caught the eyes of the whole class.

"Did you see, I said there are transfer students," Huang He turned his head and raised his eyebrows at the students at the back table, "Little raccoon with five packs, you can figure it out."

"Come on, come in quickly," Lao Ji smiled like a flower, as if she had picked up some treasure, "This is a new student who is transferring to our class today, let me introduce myself to you."

Half of the bruises on Xia Ci's face disappeared, and his beautiful and clean face became clearer. He walked up to the podium under Qi Shushua's gaze, and made a short self-introduction, "My name is Xia Ci, summer's summer, farewell words."

In addition to a burst of applause, there were also many whispers. I had never seen Xia Ci before, but I had heard of this name a lot. After all, this person’s name had been appearing in the mouths of all the teachers after the high school entrance examination. endlessly.

Lao Ji explained a few safety matters in the same old tune, and then went to the meeting with a notebook in her pocket. As soon as Lao Ji left, Huang He got behind Xia Ci's seat, and for the other five packs of spicy strips, he went all out. .

Huang He leaned heavily against Xia Ci's front table, turned around and said, "Brother!"

While speaking, the two students in front also turned around.

Huang He continued, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Huang He."

Xia Ci nodded thoughtfully, "The black-hearted leather factory owner Huang He who ran away with his sister-in-law?"

"..."

The author has something to say: Ye Kong: I will come out in the next chapter to chat with my wife.