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Chapter 02
The students in the second class of high school learned as early as the summer vacation that a special student would be transferred to the new semester opening class.
The head teacher Liu Qinghua did not specify Qi Ying's situation, but told the students in the class that the new classmate's father was a policeman who sacrificed for the people and was glorious and great. The new students are the daughters of martyrs and descendants of heroes. Everyone must help and love each other.
The biggest worry in the daily life of this group of adolescent girls is nothing more than the performance test. Coupled with the distress of secret love, when have they seen the adjective "martyr hero", after the shock, they will swipe the screen to ensure that they will love their new students!
The campus at the beginning of the semester is full of vigor and vitality.
Although Qi Ying has been doing psychological construction for a long time, at first sight there are so many people around, he still feels uncomfortable.
She has been wandering since she was born, and her path is devastated and sad. Later, I lived in the General's Residence, and there were only two or three waiters on my side. Most of his memories were lifeless and lonely.
The only lively thing can think of is the Lantern Festival that year, when the general happened to return to Beijing, changed casual clothes and led her to the streets, holding her hand among the crowd of equals, and buying her a bunch of candied haws.
The candy was so sweet and sticky that it stuck her teeth. The general asked her, "Is it delicious?"
She couldn't open her mouth, secretly embarrassed, she nodded, and then hesitated to stretch the candied fruit in her hand. The general just smiled and shook his head, "I bought it for you."
Someone slammed on the back shoulder, Qi Ying staggered, interrupting the memory.
A gust of wind ran past a group of boys in the corridor, cursing you and chasing me, Yu Zhuo held Qi Ying in a hand, and cursed at the person who had run far away without even apologizing: "You don't have long eyes?"
Unexpectedly, the boy who ran at the end heard it. He turned around in a sudden stop, and he seemed to want to come over and talk to Yu Zhuo. Just after walking two steps back, he heard his brother shouting: "Qu Da Zhuang, you're hard What is it? Let Brother is still waiting for us!"
The boy named Qu Da Zhuang raised his middle finger to Yu Zhuo, turned and ran.
Yu Zhuo returned a middle finger unwillingly.
The man with glasses next to the balcony said kindly: "Classmate, I advise you not to provoke those people."
Yu Zhuo was a thorn in junior high school. He was least afraid of causing trouble. He only sneered when he heard the warning: "Why is it troublesome?"
The man with glasses covered the corner of his mouth and said, "That's all with Jirang."
Yu Chusheng is not afraid of tigers. Zhuo: "Jirang? Which bastard? I haven't heard of it."
The noisy surroundings were silent for two seconds.
The man with glasses did not expect that he would utter such rants. He was stunned for a while, leaving him with a self-seeking look, and ran away hesitantly.
Yu Zhuo didn't know what happened to him, so he patted Qi Ying's clothes for Qi Ying, who was standing in place. He took her wrist and brought her to the head teacher's office.
Liu Qinghua was sorting out the roster and just turned to the page of Qi Ying. The girl in the photo shows a ponytail, showing a smooth and full forehead, with a shallow arc at the corner of her mouth, looking well-behaved and quiet.
Hearing the shouting report and looking up, the little girl who was more beautiful than the picture stood timidly at the door.
Yu Zhuo handed Qi Ying to Liu Qinghua and went back to his classroom.
Liu Qinghua tried to communicate with Qi Ying in the office, and even with gestures, Qi Ying's hands behind her back trembled slightly, trying to understand what the stranger on the other side wanted to convey.
The teacher from the class next door said: "Old Liu, this is the special student in your class? This is inaudible and can't be said. She can't understand if you make gestures."
Finally, Liu Qinghua gave up and wrote to her in the notebook: "My surname is Liu. It is your head teacher. I will take you to the classroom now. The new classmates are very friendly. Don't worry."
Qi Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded obediently.
The second class of high school was at the end of the corridor. The bell for the first class in the new semester had already rang. Liu Qinghua pushed in. The noisy class instantly calmed down, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the thin figure beside her.
Qi Ying subconsciously hid behind Liu Qinghua.
Liu Qinghua sensed her fear, took her hand and patted her lightly, and brought her to the podium. "This is the classmate Qi Ying I mentioned to you. From now on, she will be a member of our second class. Qi Ying's situation Special, everyone should help her more, make friends with her, come, applaud and welcome."
The class burst into applause.
Qi Ying watched the uniform applause. Although she couldn't hear her, she knew it was a gesture of welcoming her. A smile appeared on her face pale because of tension.
Class two students clapped more vigorously.
Qi Ying’s new tablemate is a girl named Yue Li with Baby Fat and Xiao Liwo. Staring at Qi Ying with round eyes, when she sat down, she immediately stretched out her hand to show friendship.
Qi Ying shook hands with her. Yue Li took advantage of Liu Qinghua to talk about the opening of the school, took out the personal introduction she had written long ago, and handed it to Qi Ying with excitement.
If this introduction is more tidy, plus work experience, it can be used as a resume.
Qi Ying even knows how many people in Yue Li's family have a few dogs, whether he likes to eat sweet rice dumplings or salty rice dumplings.
The classmates around her have done the same, and Qi Ying basically spent the rest of the class reading her resume.
After class, the female classmate in the class asked Qi Yingyi to go to the bathroom.
When was a student, going to the bathroom together was a sign of the beginning of friendship.
Although Qi Ying didn't need to solve the bladder, the students smiled and were warm and friendly. She would not refuse this kindness and had to keep up.
The girls in the second class surrounded her like a fragile object.
Hulā lā la go, hulā lā la return, during the period will chat with the classmates next door.
"Is this the special student in your class?"
"Does the flower of your class change?"
"Can she really hear nothing?"
...
…
It spread throughout the second grade in the morning, and a very beautiful deaf-mute girl was transferred to Class Two. Her father was a policeman who sacrificed for the people.
Although the boys in Class 9 at the end of the crane had just had a fight with the stabbing students from a foreign school, and two of them had injuries on their faces, this did not affect their participation in gossip.
The classmates who went to the second class to inquire were wave after wave. After a while, Qu Da Zhuang came back cursingly: "Grass, Mao didn't see it. The nerds in the second class blocked the windows with books. As for? "
Qu Da Zhuang was originally named Qu Peng. The sports students have a strong body, hence the name.
"Why not?" Liu Haiyang kicked him. "That's the children of martyrs! Can you watch it casually?"
Qu Da Zhuang is angry: "I can't lose a piece of meat when I look at it."
A noisy voice came from outside the corridor, "I have pictures of special classmates! Who wants to see it?"
One after another in the classroom: "I want to see! Show me!"
In the corner of the last row by the window, the teenager lying on the desk seemed to be quarreled. He didn't raise his head, but kicked forward with his feet. The stool in the front row smashed to the ground twice, and the classroom suddenly became quiet. .
Qu Da Zhuang made a silent motion towards Liu Haiyang.
Even the group of teenagers who followed him were silent, let alone the other students, and they didn't dare to shut up.
After a while, a cold voice sounded in the air: "Is it glorious?"
Qu Da Zhuang looked blank: "What? What do you tell me?"
The young man lying on the desk finally raised his head, his messy hair had a pair of black eyes like knives, and he looked at people like a blade crossing the border, but the corner of his lips picked up a scornful smile, "I said, sacrifice for the people, is it honorable? ?"
After hanging around with Jirang for so long, he didn't realize that he was irritable now, and he was just for nothing.
No one dared to answer.
Jirang laughed silently, and leaned back on the desk again.
Until school is over, the back row of the classroom that has always been noisy is quiet as a chicken, and even the teacher wonders how these bad students are so obedient today.
As soon as the school bell rang, Luo Bing from Class 8 rushed in and said, "Brother! The boy Gang surnamed Li told me that a freshman in high school called you a bastard!"
Jirang was still lying on his stomach and did not respond, and several people around him could not sit still.
"Fuck me? Which idiot is so crazy?"
"Fuck him!"
"If you don't break the house for one day, the freshmen this year are very rampant."
Jirang stood up lazily, picked up his school uniform and put it on his shoulders, "Bring people to West Tower Lane."
Luo Bing got orders and turned around and ran.
...
On the first day of school, didn’t actually have a few classes. Basically, was collecting homework, issuing new books, adjusting seats, and only one Chinese section and one mathematics section were in the afternoon.
Qi Ying didn't know how to read, but later entered General's Residence, but she only learned to write her own name. Now that she had the memory of this body, she suddenly became a person who learned to be rich and flattered.
The original owner's grades were good, and he was previously ranked in the top ten of the grade. Looking at the formula graphics in the math textbook, Qi Ying magically understood the meaning.
Although the teacher could not hear the lecture, he still carefully copied the notes on the blackboard.
She knows that in any era, everyone likes knowledgeable people. Nowadays, it is hard to get the opportunity to go to school. You can enjoy equal freedom like boys, and you must cherish it in every way.
Yue Li, who had carefully memorized the entire notes, looked at Qi Ying's book, and suddenly felt that she had been killed by a spike.
She conveyed a small note to Qi Ying with shame: Yingying, your notes are so organized, can you copy them by me?
Qi Ying felt that she probably even inherited the learning talent of this body, and generously lent her the notes.
Yu Zhuo came to pick her up after school.
Qi Ying waved hello to the students around him, and finally stepped out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.
As soon as he walked to the gate of the school, Yu Zhuo's buddy Yang Xinyuan rushed to catch up, and said breathlessly, "I just heard that Jirang brought someone to stop you, so hurry up!"
Yu Zhuo: "Which Jirang?"
Yang Xinyuan: "You bastard! The school bully of Sea City No. 1 Middle School!"
Yu Zhuo's face changed. It's not that he is afraid of this legendary school bully, but Qi Ying is following him now. If Qi Ying has a few strands of hair, he is afraid that his father will be skinned.
Not far away, Luo Bing had already walked over with the momentum.
Yu Zhuo pushed Qi Ying to Yang Xinyuan's side: "You first take my sister to the Qilixiang milk tea shop, I will come to you in a moment."
The owner of the Qilixiang Milk Tea Shop is a fan of Jay Chou, and Jay Chou’s songs can be heard whenever he goes to the shop.
Yang Xinyuan bought a cup of milk tea for Qi Ying and waited nervously.
He waited until Qi Ying drank a full cup of milk tea, and there was not even a pearl left, and Yu Zhuo had not returned.
He remembered that Jirang sent senior seniors into the hospital last semester, and couldn't sit still anymore. He typed Qi Ying so that she stayed here and didn't walk around, and ran out to find Yu Zhuo.
Although Qi Ying didn't know what was going on, he was observing his words, and knew that the situation was not good. Thinking of Yu Zhuo's reaction just now, he should have encountered some trouble, and couldn't help but worry.
After thinking about it, got up and went to look for him.
...
West Tower Lane is at the back door of the school.
Yu Zhuo faces a group of people on his own, without a trace. He was a tyrant in junior high school, and he also practiced taekwondo for a little while. There were no 100 or 80 fights. He really didn't put this Kaiichi school tyrant in his eyes.
The dangling man went to that station and asked in a very awkward manner: "Is it all together or one by one?"
Public anger!
Qu Da Zhuang rolled up his sleeves and cursed: "Don't fucking be crazy, you won't be too late to cry for a while!"
A group of people were about to rush to beat him, and a cold voice came from the air: "Get out of the way."
Yu Zhuo looked at the young man who was a head taller than him and came forward lazily from the separated crowd. With half-opened eyelids, he wanted to laugh or not, and asked him, "Yu Zhuo, right?"
Yu Zhuo sneered: "It's your grandpa and me."
Jirang hooked his finger at him: "Come on."
Yu Zhuo threw his fist.
He has never suffered a heads-up.
As a result, he slammed a punch, almost instantly, a pain in the lower abdomen, and the whole person was almost knocked over by Jirang's knee.
Yu Zhuoxin said, After the calf, underestimate the enemy, and met a master.
The two had to fight again. Suddenly there was a commotion in the silent alley, and then a dozen people ran out from the corner, all with sticks and bricks.
Qu Da Zhuang cursed: "I'm grass, you fucking ambush soldiers!"
Yu Zhuo shouted: "Not mine!"
Qu Da Zhuang glanced intently, and it turned out that they were the thorns in the third middle school who had been cleaned up this morning.
Taking advantage of their orthogonal battle here, they took advantage of the fire to rob and engage in sneak attacks.
Singled out to gang fights, Yu Zhuo is really innocent to stand in the middle.
It's wrong to hit anyone.
Simply began to watch the battle.
Jirang was really ruthless in his attack, and he could see that he had practiced his skills, and he was simply sharp, and he could see blood in one punch. But Jirang came to stop him this time. He didn't bring a few people, and he didn't take any tools. The other party relied on the large number of people and weapons, which was very rampant.
Yu Zhuo thought, it's a school anyway, do you want to help?
Just thinking about it, a small man with a steel rod in his hand took advantage of Jirang's back to deal with the other two people, suddenly rushed to pick up the steel rod and smashed it down, Yu Zhuo shouted: "Be careful!"
As soon as the voice fell, a figure flashed across the corner of his eyes, but before he could react, someone rushed behind Jirang and stole the stick for him.
After seeing who came, Yu Zhuo's cold sweat appeared instantly.
"Sister!" He rushed up eagerly, kicking the little man in the sneak attack, "I fuck!"
Jirang turned around abruptly and hugged the limp body behind him.
The tip of the nose smelled lightly sweet.
He lowered his head and faced a pair of teary and hazy eyes, as if they were full of moonlight and stars.
She called him silently: "General."