low-key warlock

Chapter 006 Start Over

Red brick and red tile big tile house.

There is a small door, two windows, and in the dimly lit room, there are two slides on the left and right that are more than ten meters long and seventy centimeters high. There are yellow mats made of reeds, and thick straw mats under the mats. .On the big kang, there is a row of colorful kang mattresses with quilts and pillows rolled up and down next to the wall.A few lazy students didn't fold up the mattresses, quilts, and pillows, and just scattered them on the mat.

In the middle of the big kang is a passage less than one meter wide.

There are two simple one-by-one wooden cabinets at both ends of the aisle, which are full of rice bowls and washing utensils.

This is the student dormitory of Dongwangzhuang Township Middle School - the conditions are already considered very good, at least this is the new dormitory of Xinwafang.In Su Chunfeng's memory, the old dormitory where he lived during the first and first half of the second year of junior high school, the tile roof was broken and rain leaked everywhere, that was hard work!

In the afternoon, the dormitory is empty and there is no one there. The adolescent children would rather sleep on their desks during class than waste their free time in the afternoon in the process of sleeping.

Su Chunfeng took down his rice bowl and washing utensils from the cabinet, walked a few steps inside along the aisle, took off his cloth shoes, got on the kang and sat next to his quilt.He lifted the bed, and looked at the sheets, quilts, pillows, and pillow covers one by one without haste... He opened an old khaki military package, which contained three steamed buns that were so dry that they were cracked and cracked. , and a bottle of fried pickles and a bottle of chili sauce.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the things in front of him, and took out a stack of food stamps and three seventy cents bills from his pocket with some sadness and sweetness—the school special food stamps, which were made from the flour and flour he brought from home. The corn was exchanged in the school cafeteria; it was three yuan and seventy cents, originally it was four yuan, but it cost thirty cents to buy stewed vegetables for noodles yesterday at noon.

Four yuan a week, generally not enough to spend.

The memories of the previous life and the junior high school life in this life are finally so aptly and perfectly blended together.

let's start……

After packing up his things, Su Chunfeng went to the office of Li Jichun, the head teacher, and Guo Fa, the geometry teacher, before class.

The purpose is to take the initiative to apologize.

The reason is that I was scared when I had a nightmare and something happened at home.

This almost absurd reason has achieved very good results: both teachers have shown the generosity and self-cultivation of being a teacher, and after a little reproach, they affirmed and praised Su Chunfeng's attitude of admitting his mistakes-this In the past year, there are still such good students who are honest, honest and willing to admit their mistakes?

rare.

……

There are three classes in the afternoon.

The first section is physics, and the second section is chemistry.

Su Chunfeng has long forgotten all the knowledge he learned in junior high school in his previous life, but fortunately, he still has the memory of this life.Moreover, although his academic performance is not excellent, it can barely be regarded as average, and it is not very difficult to listen carefully.It's just that, being reborn, he will inevitably lose his mind when listening to lectures.

There is no other reason, sitting next to him is the girl who made him dream of his first love when he was young, who once made him famous in Qimen Jianghu and made him feel guilty for many years, Wang Haifei.

In his memory, Wang Haifei seems to always have the quiet, delicate and gentle face of fourteen or fifteen years old.

And now, sitting next to him in real life as "The Great Master", he is still his deskmate, and we still maintain a beautiful friendship with him as in memory—it should be until the third year of junior high school That winter, after the two of them shook hands under the desk by chance, they suddenly touched the ignorant, pure, and beautiful spark deep in their hearts like an electric shock.Without any confession, the two of them found out in a tacit understanding that this moment seemed to come a bit late, and perhaps they had already had this wonderful feeling for each other since the first day of junior high school.

After the second class was over, Zhang Lifei said with a smile: "Su Chunfeng, don't keep looking at Hai Fei during class, okay? She's blushing!"

"I hate it, you're the one blushing!" Wang Haifei patted Zhang Lifei shyly.

It was only then that Su Chunfeng realized that when he was in class, he often lost his mind because he was staring at Wang Haifei, and suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Is there any? Hehe..."

"Ah, you're blushing too, hehe..." Zhang Lifei smiled.

Su Chunfeng shook his head dumbfounded.

"Lifei, you damn girl, I hate..." Wang Haifei was very shy, waving her hands and jokingly playing with Zhang Lifei.

Because the table was crowded with three people, when the two girls were laughing and playing, it was inevitable that Wang Haifei, who was sitting in the middle, would bump into Su Chunfeng again and again.Sitting on the innermost side by the window, feeling that the youthful delicate body has begun to develop, constantly touching his body, smelling the faint body fragrance, Su Chunfeng suddenly felt an incomparable sense of happiness—there is always a sweet spot in life. It's so bad, it's good to be able to do it all over again.

Yao Xinbo, who was sitting in the back, watched this scene with hatred.

He has always been secretly in love with Zhang Lifei, and at the same time he is full of youthful fantasies about Wang Haifei.But the two beautiful girls were sitting at the same table as Su Chunfeng, a soft boy, which made Yao Xinbo and even many boys in the class extremely jealous.

Even Su Chunfeng back then didn't know that it was precisely because he was at the same table with Zhang Lifei and Wang Haifei that he was innocently bullied many times.

But at this moment, Yao Xinbo still had lingering fears in his heart, and he didn't dare to have the slightest attack.

clang clang...

The class bell rang.

The noisy classroom quickly fell silent.

Wang Qimin, the deputy director of the school's teaching office and the political class teacher of the second and third grades of junior high school, walked into the classroom of class 14 slowly with a lecture book.

"Stand up!" monitor Ren Zhiping shouted.

The 79 students stood up unevenly. Some students swayed lazily and stood up, as if they didn't even think about standing up. They just followed their classmates in a perfunctory and respectful manner. They shouted together: "Teacher is good..."

The voices were sparse.

As for Su Chunfeng, the moment Wang Qimin stepped into the classroom, he couldn't help feeling a lot nervous.However, he looked as usual on the surface, showing a nonchalant look like many of his classmates.

Wang Qimin didn't seem to care about the performance of the students at all. Standing on the podium, he drooped his eyelids and seemed to fall asleep at any time. He nodded listlessly and said, "Hi students, please sit down." After that, he didn't go to the classroom again The students who sat down in a mess, pushed the old-fashioned black-framed glasses as before, put the textbooks on the desk and opened them, and lowered their heads and muttered:

"Students, please open the three pages of No. 30. Today, our law protects the meaning of legal property..."

Wang Qimin is not tall, with a fat body, a round face full of wrinkles, and a little dark skin. He seems to have never changed in a very ordinary, clean dark gray Lenin suit, and an old-fashioned blue-gray front eaves The hat covered his somewhat bald head.

In the impression of all the teachers and students in the school, Wang Qimin's personality is just like his clothes and appearance - no matter what grade or class he is in, he always stands on the podium with a textbook in a listless appearance and reads the text as a routine and perfunctory , Read a paragraph, talk about a paragraph, no matter whether the students are interested or not, can they understand those political theories and legal concepts.He also doesn't care about whether the students are listening to the lecture, whether they are sleeping, whispering, making trouble, booing, and even walking out of class in a big way, he doesn't care.

Therefore, many students said that his eyes are not good, his ears are not good, and he is a little stupid;

A few students who lived in the same village as Wang Qimin and heard old people in the village talk about some things about him in the past, probably in order to find some reason for his presence among his classmates, occasionally pretended to be mysterious when he thought of it and said: " Don't you know? Teacher Wang used to be amazing!"

In fact, everyone understands that it is absolutely impossible for a stupid person to become a teacher of the people, so Wang Qimin is not stupid or stupid, but his personality is too good and honest.

As for whether he was a god before, and how godly he was, no one can tell, after all, it was just some gossip in the market.

Besides, who would believe it?

Wang Qimin is an old teacher!

Moreover, he is a political teacher and concurrently serves as the deputy director of the teaching office of Dongwangzhuang Township Middle School!

and so……

Say he is a god?

What a political joke!

But it is undeniable that Wang Qimin, who has never criticized any student, is undoubtedly a recognized good teacher in the hearts of these students who are in the rebellious period of youth.

It wasn't long before the class started, and the classroom was already full of noise.

The very few students who listened carefully listened to the teacher's lecture in such a noisy environment, frowning helplessly.

Su Chunfeng is also listening carefully.

He has a mature and rational attitude. No matter how repulsive and vigilant he is in his heart, Wang Qimin, the master in his previous life, he doesn't want to have anything to do with him, but since he wants to study hard, he must listen carefully to every class.And because of Zhang Lifei's joke during the class break, he didn't pay attention to Wang Haifei anymore.

Su Chunfeng didn't expect that he listened carefully, which aroused the doubts of Wang Haifei and Zhang Lifei.

In the past political classes, Su Chunfeng would be very active and unscrupulous in talking to them, why did he suddenly listen so seriously this afternoon?Moreover, in the first and second classes, apart from occasionally staring at others, he also listened carefully most of the time, and even made rare notes.

"Is he angry with Li Fei and me? Afraid of what people will say?" Wang Haifei felt a little panicked. She didn't understand why she felt this way, but she just felt that something was missing, so she couldn't help writing A piece of paper was gently pushed in front of Su Chunfeng.

The content of the note was simple: "Are you angry?"

Su Chunfeng looked at Wang Haifei in some confusion—she lowered her head, her delicate cheeks were flushed to the base of her ears, a few strands of long hair not tied by ponytails hung down her face, her big eyes drooped slightly, The long eyelashes tremble, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are tightly pressed...

Looking at this beautiful and graceful image, Su Chunfeng suddenly remembered Wang Haifei's desolate and sad expression standing blankly in the light rain after he indifferently rejected Wang Haifei's enthusiasm on the streets of the capital that year.

His mind fluttered, he couldn't help but write on the note: "Hai Fei, I like you!"

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