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Chapter 1 The first whisper
Chapter 1 The first whisper
At the beginning of August, it is the hottest time of the year. Most students are still enjoying the summer vacation, but No. 3 Middle School is already lively.
Today is the day of the start of the third year of high school.
According to the practice of previous years, senior high school students will start school one month earlier.
Cheng Yin was standing at the door of the classroom with a schoolbag on his back, boringly fiddling with the ends of his hair hanging down on his chest.
It's already 4:30 in the afternoon, and there is still the last class, but they don't have to go to class. The school has arranged a parent-teacher meeting today.
Many parents come early and enter the classroom as soon as the get out of class bell rings, and their children go to the playground to play or go to the commissary for snacks.
Cheng Yin was waiting for her brother to come to hold a parent-teacher meeting.
This year, parents have been transferred to other places for a year, and can't make it back, so the task of holding a parent-teacher meeting falls on her brother.
"Your brother hasn't come yet?"
After Xie Ying brought her grandmother into the classroom, she came out to find Cheng Yin.
The two are good girlfriends, the kind who have to go to the toilet together.
"Well, it should be soon." Cheng Yin said, "Wait a little longer."
Xie Ying accompanied Cheng Yin to wait at the door.
"By the way, did you know that we are going to have a transfer student in our class this semester."
"Huh?" Cheng Yin asked, "Is the senior year still transferring?"
"Yeah, I don't know what's going on." Xie Ying pointed to the classroom, "You are the only one in our class, and the transfer students should be your tablemates."
Cheng Yin has no interest in transfer students now, and is full of the storm after the parent-teacher meeting.
She took out her mobile phone, found her brother's number, and hesitated again.
She did poorly in the final exam last semester. Today, the teacher is going to hand out all the exam papers. If her brother sees it, she will definitely be scolded.
Otherwise forget it.
If his brother forgets, or comes late, the teacher won't blame her.
"What's wrong?" Xie Ying urged, "It's about to start."
The more Xie Ying urged, the more nervous Cheng Yin became.
She simply turned around and walked in the other direction.
The teaching building of No. 3 Middle School has two exits, one is the stairs that ordinary students usually take, and the other is connected to the office building.
Cheng Yin walked to the office building, and then went out through the stairs of the office building.
That way she won't meet her brother again.
She walked slowly by herself.
Although school was not over yet, because of the parent-teacher meeting, the school gate was wide open, and the security guards would not stop the students who wanted to go home early.
Cheng Yin left the school smoothly, estimating the end of the parent-teacher meeting.
The head teacher is a talker, no matter how short it is, it will take two hours.
Then Cheng Yin felt that such a wonderful time could not be wasted and should go
Food
Go shopping.
So Cheng Yin took a special Didi taxi and waited on the side of the road after seeing that the driver would arrive in a few minutes.
She was bored, took out her mobile phone and swiped Weibo, but after a while she was attracted by the movement on the side.
- Someone is fighting.
It was two boys in the school uniform of No. 3 Middle School fighting.
In a few minutes, students gathered to watch, but no one went up to pull the rack.
One of the boys was still carrying a basketball bag, and he was pushed to the ground while playing, and the basketball rolled out.
Maybe it was because he thought it was too humiliating to be pushed in front of so many people.
It's a pity that people are angry and can't be accurate, and the basketball deviates hundreds of thousands of miles and flies in the other direction.
The crowd exclaimed.
Everyone's eyes followed the basketball, and then they saw it smashed into the head of a passing boy who was talking on the phone.
Although he was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, he did not look strong.
Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys should not be underestimated.
However, in the next second, the boy frowned, raised a hand, and smashed the basketball that came with his forearm.
The basketball flew towards the grass faster than before.
And his other hand was still on the phone and didn't move.
This time, the power contrast is obvious.
The boy hit the ball, but as if nothing happened, he glanced at the two perpetrators lightly, with a hint of impatience, and then continued talking on the phone and left.
At that glance, the boy sat on the ground and forgot to get up.
The people present were stunned for a moment, and their attention remained on that person for a long time.
Cheng Yin's eyes were also glued to him, watching him walk in his direction.
When the two passed by, the boy glanced at Cheng Yin inadvertently, his eyes only stopped for a moment, and then walked over to the gate of No. 3 Middle School.
Research by psychologists has shown that when humans see people who are similar to themselves, the area of โโthe brain responsible for understanding people's emotions becomes sensitive, and it is easy to have an empathic effect on this role.
Cheng Yin didn't understand psychology, she understood her blushing at this time as - the other party was really good-looking.
Although they only looked at each other for a moment, Cheng Yin remembered his eyebrows.
It is obviously a narrow and long eye shape, and the end of the eye is pointed upward, which should be gentle as water, and there is a soulful effect in the drooping eyes.
But when he looked at the boy on the ground. A few glances, but his eyes are very aggressive.
It makes people think about what an arrogant person should actually be under this white skin.
Cheng Yin subconsciously wanted to take a second look, but when he turned around, the boy had already entered No. 3 Middle School.
III.
Cheng Yin was sure that she had never seen such a person before.
No matter what age girls are, boys who look the same are always a little bit off. If a boy who is tall and can be described as "beautiful" has an innate arrogance, he must be the focus of attention wherever he is.
If he was a boy from No. 3 Middle School, his reputation would have spread long ago.
But Cheng Yin had never heard of it.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yin felt a little lost.
This should be a relative of a certain student, who just came to attend a parent-teacher conference today.
At this time, Cheng Yin's cell phone rang, it was a call from the driver of the special car.
"Hello, I have arrived at the location you are targeting..."
"Okay, I'll be right here." Cheng Yin glanced at the school one last time, then turned and walked towards the special car.
"Chen Ran? Are you listening to me?"
On the other end of the phone, Ji Huaijin chattered endlessly.
Chen Ran walked into No. 3 Middle School, looked up and saw a certain building crowded with people, so he lifted his foot and walked in.
"What's wrong?"
"What the hell did you do just now?"
Chen Ran didn't want to mention it, but after a pause, he said jokingly, "I just saw a girl at the gate of No. 3 Middle School."
Ji Huaijin smiled on the other end of the phone: "Girl? What's wrong? What kind of girl deserves your special mention?"
Thinking of the girl just now, Chen Ran chuckled and said, "A high school student who looks a bit like me."
Hearing such content, Ji Huaijin lost interest in an instant, "Would you like to go on a self-driving tour on weekends? You used to be in the national team and never went out to play with us. This time, it was a coincidence that I went to Hoshino Lake to live with him for two days. Looking at the stars and the moon at night, isn't the waves romantic?"
"No." Chen Ran said, "I want to study."
"Reading? What book?"
Chen Ran said: "Come back to high school, the third year of high school."
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a burst of laughter.
Without waiting for the other party to continue bbing, Chen Ran hung up the phone.
At this time, he had already reached the door of the classroom of Class 5 of Senior 3.
Before the parent-teacher meeting started, there were still many students standing at the door. When they saw him coming, their eyes were naturally attracted and they all looked at him.
Chen Ran was a person who was used to paying attention. He didn't care, he pushed open the back door of the classroom, only to find that all the parents were sitting inside.
The only vacancies were the two tables in the last row.
One table was full of books and supplies, the other was empty, and there was no owner at first glance.
Chen Ran sat down and looked at the classroom again.
He should have come to report this morning, but on the way he was driving, he passed the downtown area, the speed dropped to 30 yards, and he moved like a turtle. As a result, he rubbed against an old man, and was logically corrupted.
After this matter was settled, it was after four o'clock in the afternoon, and the school was about to close.
But, it was reported on the first day that Chen Ran still came to the school.
I just didn't expect a parent-teacher meeting to be held at the moment.
At this time, a Mediterranean man walked in full of energy.
"Hello parents, I'm Zhang Yuehai, the head teacher and Chinese teacher of the seventh class. Please be quiet for a while, and we will start the meeting immediately!"
The whole class really quieted down, and all the parents looked at the teacher on the podium respectfully.
Zhang Yuehai cleared his throat and asked the monitor to hand out the exam papers from last semester.
The first one was Cheng Yin's test paper, and the monitor came directly to the back row.
When he saw Chen Ran, his face was really similar to Cheng Yin, so he tacitly agreed that this was Cheng Yin's brother.
So the monitor put the test paper in front of Chen Ran and turned to leave.
Chen Ran didn't even look at it, he put the test paper aside, but accidentally knocked over Cheng Yin's pen holder.
He reached out to help and picked up a pen with a Cherry Maruko doll on it.
Then there's a pen with a pink fur ball.
There is also a pen studded with rhinestones.
...
Chen Ran couldn't help but glanced at the scores on the test paper next to him.
Oh, the results are not good, but the equipment is quite fancy.
At this time, a gust of wind came in by the window, blew Cheng Yin's test paper, swayed in the air, and finally landed in front of Chen Ran again impartially.
Chen Ran lowered his eyes and glanced casually.
On the composition page, on the first line, Juanxiu's font was neatly writtenโ
"My Idol Chen Ran"
Chen Ran narrowed his eyes.
Oh?
He looked down.
"My idol Chen Ran is a fencer. At the age of 13, he won the junior national championship, the Asian Games at the age of 17, and the World Cup champion at the age of 19. But when he was 20 years old, he failed to advance to the semi-finals of the championship. It was silent for a long time. When everyone thought he was going to collapse, he appeared in the public eye again, won the championship in one fell swoop, and everyone said he was a genius."
Chen Ran looked down at a glance, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
I didn't expect to meet a small fan here.
However, when he saw the next paragraph, Chen Ran frowned, and had a bad premonition.
"But Einstein said that success is one percent talent and ninety-nine percent perspiration."
Friends, this is what Edison said.
Chen Ran then looked down.
"When Chen Ran was ten years old, his family went bankrupt and he couldn't afford the high cost of fencing practice. But he didn't give up and didn't fall into depravity. He got up at 5 in the morning to sell buns, and went to the night market to set up a street stall after training in the evening. Finally, he had enough money. the cost of studying."
Chen Ran: "..."
How come I don't know that I have sold buns and set up stalls.
Looking further down, it's even worse.
"Chen Ran works hard, but genius may always be bumpy, just as Hongyan is easily envied by the sky, Chen Ran broke both legs in a car accident."
Chen Ran's eyelids jumped, and the healthy legs under the desk were inexplicably painful.
I don't know if the weather is changing too fast to get rheumatism.
"He was helpless, confused, disappointed, and hated. But he never gave up. Through daily high-intensity reconstruction, he finally managed to stand up successfully. Even the doctor who cared for him said it was a miracle. ."
Chen Ran: "Huh?"
"A flower blooms because of the spring breeze; a leaf is dyed red because of the autumn. Flowers and plants can still be changed by the outside world, but the real spirit is pure and unstained, and will never be changed by external forces. Just as Chen Ran never changed because of external forces. If he is disabled and gives up sports, even if he is ridiculed as lame, he can stand up again, run, and prove to the world that he can!"
Chen Ran: "...?"
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