The early morning wind was a little cool, and the air was filled with a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Ning Zhen tightened the straps of her schoolbag and stared at the door of the Third Middle School of City A in a daze. The red electronic subtitles on the right side of the door flickered past - Wed, June 23, 201x, 07:21, good morning, classmates.

Exactly the same situation, really... the No. 3 middle school three years ago. Even though it had been a week since the rebirth, Ning Zhen still felt that everything around her was absurd.

She avoided the left side of the gate, and the school gate became lively one after another, and students walked into the campus laughing and talking in groups. At this point in time, all day students should come to school.

Ning Zhen stood hidden, but the sharp-eyed student couldn't help but look at her several times.

The students all wore summer uniforms, the same for men and women, with a v-neck blue top and black trousers, which were wide and large. Ning Zhen looked out of place. She was carrying a schoolbag and tied a ponytail. She was wearing a white cotton and linen skirt and a pair of white sneakers, revealing her slender and fair calves.

Ning Zhen also wore a light blue mask on her face, covering most of her face, with bangs hanging down on her forehead, only a pair of eyes exposed.

Many people looked at her, Ning Zhen felt uncomfortable and looked down at her white sneakers.

His eyes were suddenly covered, and the person behind him deliberately murmured, "Guess who I am?"

Ning Zhen held her wrist and said softly, "Tong Jia, don't make trouble, you're going to be late." Tong Jia let go of her hand with a smile, walked around to Ning Zhen, saw the mask on her face, He took a deep breath: "Zhen Zhen, what's wrong with you? Have you caught a cold?"

Ning Zhen hummed, "Let's go in." She went to school on her first day, so it's not good to be late.

Tong Jia was a little worried about her: "Is the cold very serious? Your voice is also a little hoarse. How could Uncle Ning agree with you to come to school? Hey, you are so good anyway, it doesn't matter if you come a few days later."

Ning Zhen is not good at lying, she vaguely mentioned the topic. On the way to the teaching building, Tong Jia couldn't help but be excited, talking all the way: "It's great that you can come to No. 3 Middle School, your previous school was too strict, and the evening self-study has to be at 10:40. Not for people!"

"Although the grades of No. 3 Middle School are not as good as that of No. 1 Middle School, you are free! Zhen Zhen, you are in class 7. Let me tell you, there are some super handsome boys in your class. Hahaha is the face value of our grade. I heard that several people are very rambunctious, smoking, fighting, puppy love, doing everything, and the dean is so angry that they don't care about them."

"Hey, Zhen Zhen." Tong Jia suddenly leaned into her ear, "Can you quietly take a few pictures of those boys and send them to me? If you can't take pictures of everyone, you can take pictures of Lu Zhi. It's fine. Last time I saw a profile photo of Lu Zhi on Dong Xuewei's mobile phone, I was so handsome!"

Ning Zhen's knuckles were pale, and when she heard the name "Lu Zhi", her breath stopped. She shook her head: "I don't bring my cell phone to school." So there was no way to take pictures.

Tong Jia sighed regretfully: "Oh, I forgot, you are strictly controlled by the First Middle School, and you are not allowed to bring mobile phones."

The two little girls were talking, and the teaching building arrived. Ning Zhen's classroom was on the second floor, and Tong Jia was on the far right of the third floor. She waved at Ning Zhen: "I'm coming to you after class."

Tong Jia jumped upstairs like a little rabbit, and quickly disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

Ning Zhen went to the teacher's office first. There were only two teachers in the office, one was preparing lessons and the other got up to get water. Ning Zhen shouted a report, the female teacher who was preparing the lesson raised her eyes and looked at her: "Ning Zhen?"

"It's me, hello Teacher Song." She was a little cautious. After all, she hadn't seen this teacher for three years. Song Baoyun was very kind to her back then, but unfortunately she disappointed Teacher Song and never contacted her again.

Song Baoyun smiled gently and glanced at the mask on her face: "Xu Qian told me that you came today, are you healthy?"

Xu Qian is the grade director of the third year of high school and Ning Zhen's stepmother. Song Baoyun knew that this relationship was awkward, so she only mentioned it lightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your concern. It's already healed. It's just a little... cold." Under the mask, her face flushed because she lied.

Ning Zhen looked delicate and weak, and her voice was hoarse. Song Baoyun had no doubts. This child had a car accident before, and I heard that it was quite serious. It was good to be able to come to school so soon. She explained to Ning Zhen: "After class, you can go to the logistics department to get a school uniform. The size may be a little big. If it doesn't fit, take it back and change it."

Song Baoyun was busy preparing for the lesson and asked Ning Zhen to sit on the chair next to her for a while.

The class bell rang at eight o'clock, and Ning Zhen followed Song Baoyun to the classroom. Song Baoyun stood on the podium and cleared her throat: "Classmates be quiet, there is a new classmate in the class today, please let her introduce herself first, everyone is welcome."

The sparse applause sounded, and countless curious eyes fell on Ning Zhen.

"My name is Ning Zhen, I would rather that 'Ning', its Ye Zhen Zhen's 'Zhen'", I am very happy to study with everyone. "Ning Zhen hoarse her voice, made a standard and brief self-introduction, restraining her eyes from looking at the first row.

Another sparse applause.

The old fan in the classroom creaked, and the girl stood on the podium in a white dress, her eyelashes trembling uneasily.

In the middle of the first row, a boy was sleeping on the table. Neither applause made him look up.

Ning Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally different. In her previous life, after she introduced herself, the boy raised his head from his arms, looked her up and down with his narrow and clear eyes, and clapped lazily.

Someone below whispered: "She is wearing a mask, I don't know if she looks good."

"What kind of mask do you wear when you look good? You've already shown your face, aren't you stupid?"

"But her legs are so thin and white, she should look good."

Song Baoyun asked everyone to be quiet. She glanced around the classroom and finally landed on the sleeping boy. He patted the desk vigorously: "Lu Zhi, how long have you been in class, haven't you heard?"

In the last row of the classroom, Chen Dongshu poked Lin Zichuan: "Brother Zhi played all night again?"

Lin Zichuan smiled gleefully: "Ang."

"Brother 666."

The lectern was slapped loudly, and the people lying on the table moved, finally reacting a little, opening his eyes and straightening up.

All eyes were on him.

Lu Zhi frowned and glanced at the head teacher, his eyes fell on the new classmates.

With just one glance, he moved his eyes away in despair. Ning Zhen's eyes lit up, does this life prove that he is not interested in her?

There was only one vacant seat in the classroom, in the penultimate row against the wall, where Ning Zhen had been sitting in the previous life, surrounded by a bunch of scumbags, often "smoky" and cigarette butts all over the place. Fortunately, the location changed within a week.

She quietly waited for Song Baoyun to ask her to sit down.

Song Baoyun turned around when she said what she said, and looked at Lu Zhi who was sleepy.

"Lu Zhi, sit back and don't sleep anymore. Ning Zhen, take his seat."

Sometimes the butterfly effect is so wonderful, if you change a little detail, the future will not follow the established trajectory.

Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows, and before he moved, a girl with curly hair at the same table changed his face.

Ning Zhen was also a little stunned, and looked at it blankly. She hadn't thought about grabbing his position, she wished not to touch him at all.

Fortunately, Lu Zhi didn't like the 'special throne' in the first row either. The teacher was pressing in his ear, and he couldn't sleep well. Spit stars splashed on his arms from time to time, and several times he was slammed out the door in disgust.

Lu Zhi took out the PSP game console in the table, got up, didn't look at the new classmate who 'snatched' his place, and walked back slowly.

He wore a white shirt with three buttons unbuttoned at the neckline, revealing his sexy collarbone. The handsome boy with handsome eyebrows, lazy and ruffian temperament, attracted a lot of open and secret eyes without knowing it.

Walking to the last row of the classroom, a group of fox friends began to boo.

"Welcome Brother Zhi to return to the organization."

"It's not easy to hold a brother, and finally get out of the bitter sea. Come to the arms of the brothers and fly with you."

Accompanied by a few whistles.

Lu Zhi lowered his eyebrows and spit out a word: "Go away."

To Lin Zichuan again: "Sit in."

Lin Zichuan got up and shifted his seat, letting him sit outside. The two tyrants of the seventh class successfully joined forces.

Ning Zhen had already sat down on Lu Zhi's original seat, and there was still his body temperature on the stool, which came up from her buttocks, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Okay, now let's start the lecture. Turn to page 98 of the textbook, and then teach the exercise of Example 2..."

Song Baoyun started to lecture, Ning Zhen quickly took out the math textbook and water-based pen from her schoolbag.

When the schoolbag was stuffed into the desk, she encountered an obstacle. She looked down and saw that Lu Zhi's book was still inside, and the dozen or so brand-new books seemed to have never been touched.

There was also a pack of cigarettes and a lighter inside. Several pink envelopes were scattered around, which should be love letters that Lu Zhi had not had time to throw away.

Ning Zhen paused, put her schoolbag on her lap, and began to listen to the class seriously.

Lin Zichuan pushed the shoulders of the people around him: "Ji Fei's birthday on Friday, are you going?"

Lu Zhi played games all night, his head was aching, and his head was buried in his arms: "Don't go."

Lin Zichuan was a little embarrassed, he agreed to Ji Fei and called Lu Zhi over on Friday night. Lu Zhi's ignoring appearance clearly shows no interest at all.

Alas, irritability.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the classroom came alive. Lu Zhi slept lightly, but didn't fall asleep at all.

He bent his index finger and rubbed his temples with his knuckles. touched the desk subconsciously, but didn't touch the cigarette.

He just remembered that he had switched places with a girl, and he didn't take anything except the phone in his pocket and the PSP on the table.

Lu Zhi raised his head, his pure black eyes, deep and bright, landed on the slender girl in the first row.