They are all reborn, who will fall in love?.

Chapter 763 Feng Nanshu's High School (Part )

October 2005, 10, drizzling, a diary-like beginning.

It had just rained in Jeju, and the sky was still half cloudy and half sunny. The wet road was like a mirror, reflecting the sky after the rain, and ripples appeared when rain boots occasionally stepped on it.

The leaves knocked down by the rain drifted with the current and were gradually pushed to the vicinity of the sewer, where they piled up wetly.

At this time, outside the gate of Chengnan High School, the principal, vice principal and director of the Academic Affairs Office stood together. Also present were the grade director of Grade 1 and the head teacher of Class 1 of Grade 1.

The five people looked to the right along the long street and saw a black Bentley slowly driving into their sight.

"Here it comes, is it the Bentley?"

"Of course it is. A car worth more than three million yuan, let alone in our county, I guess you won't see many even in the city."

"Why did you suddenly transfer here from Shanghai? The educational environment there is probably a world of difference compared to our Jeju."

"Maybe a illegitimate daughter...?"

"That's possible. Otherwise, it's hard to explain why I transferred from a first-tier city to a county town."

Amid the whispers, the Bentley had already slowly driven into the school gate, splashing a little water in the puddles, and then slowly stopped in front of the Academic Affairs Office building.

At this time, the passenger door opened and a woman in a champagne-colored suit walked out.

She first greeted several school leaders in front of her, then walked to the back seat and reached out to open the car door.

A young girl got off the car. She was wearing a houndstooth top with a white bow, a student-like pleated skirt, and spotless black leather shoes.

The head teacher of Class 1, Grade 1, was named Cao Jing. She couldn't help but take a look at the girl.

She has been a teacher for so long and has seen many beautiful girls, but the girl in front of her still makes her feel a little amazing.

Snow-white skin, a straight nose, pure eyes and elegant temperament. Just looking at her standing there, you can feel a kind of unreal beauty.

But her eyes are very cold, without the liveliness and agility that a girl of her age should have, which makes people feel distant.

"You are Secretary Li."

"Yes, Principal Zhang. We have contacted each other before. This is my daughter, Feng Nanshu. I am her personal secretary. I will leave her studies in your hands. If nothing unexpected happens, she will spend the entire high school in Chengnan."

The principal smiled and said, "It is an honor for Chengnan High School to have a student like Miss Feng."

Secretary Li smiled and nodded, then changed the subject: "In addition, our young lady doesn't like socializing, and socializing in a small place like Jeju is not necessary for her. Most importantly, our wife doesn't want her to be disturbed by her classmates. I hope the school leaders can pay more attention to this."

"Understood, Secretary Li, don't worry, we will try our best to arrange it."

Secretary Li's conversation with the principal was more of a greeting, as the specific details had already been discussed over the phone. The girl did not make any moves during the process, except when she heard the words "our young lady doesn't like socializing," she could not help but open her mouth.

But the beautiful girl said nothing in the end, she just pursed her lips.

Afterwards, the group entered the office of the Academic Affairs Office and began to go through the admission procedures.

Feng Nanshu was not used to this kind of environment where many people were crowded in one room, so he just stood quietly in the corridor.

In Jeju after the rain, transparent water drops hung on the glass, rolling down slowly, neither fast nor slow.

If the raindrop continues to roll down to the bottom at the current speed, it might take another minute. However, as another raindrop joins in, this raindrop seems to be overwhelmed and rolls down with a gurgle, leaving only a shallow water stain on the glass.

"It doesn't matter. I'll be alone wherever I go anyway."

Feng Nanshu looked at the falling water droplets, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she murmured silently, and pressed her fingertips on the cold glass.

The glass washed by rain reflected her beautiful face, but also reflected a little uneasiness in her expression.

Her stepmother said she wanted a child of her own and hoped she could leave for a while, so she was sent here.

Although she had long been accustomed to the feeling of being tossed around and was not too sad, she still felt a little uneasy facing an unfamiliar environment.

After a while, the admission procedures were completed and footsteps were heard in the office.

Feng Nanshu raised his eyes and saw Cao Jing walking out of the office.

"Ms. Feng, my name is Cao Jing. I will be your homeroom teacher from now on. Can I take you to see the class?"

"it is good."

"Jeju is a small place, and there are many people in the class. It can't be compared with big cities. If you have any questions, just come to me directly."

As Cao Jing spoke, she led her into the teaching building where the sound of reading could be heard.

Class 1's classroom was at the staircase on the second floor, just around the corner. Feng Nanshu followed Cao Jing into the classroom and instantly caused a commotion.

High school life is usually boring, day after day, all you do is study and study. Suddenly a beautiful transfer student appears, that's awesome.

So those who were feeling sleepy just now were no longer sleepy, and even those who were already asleep were woken up.

The beautiful girls from big cities, both in terms of appearance and temperament, are like a dimensionality reduction attack to the boys and girls in small towns who have limited vision.

So there was constant whispering, and the whole classroom was filled with exclamations of how beautiful it was.

Cao Jing clapped her hands, signaling everyone to be quiet, then introduced everyone and arranged Feng Nanshu in the second row.

As Feng Nanshu sat down, the eyes of the entire classroom turned to her.

There wasn't much emotion on the girl's face. She just sat there obediently with her posture straight, and then fell into a gentle silence.

[Socializing in small places is unnecessary]

[Our wife doesn’t want her to be disturbed by her classmates]

Cao Jing couldn't help but feel a headache when she thought of what Secretary Li had specifically told her.

With such good looks, Feng Nanshu is simply born with the talent for early love. At this age when love is just beginning to blossom, she may soon become the object of pursuit.

"I heard there's a transfer student in Class 1, and she's as pretty as a star."

"Compared to Chu Siqi from Class 2?"

"One is in heaven and the other is in hell."

"Really? I'm not well educated, so don't lie to me."

"Really, it's so beautiful, I'll go watch it as soon as I get out of class."

"Do you like the one wearing black leather shoes? The one with waist-length hair?"

"Have you seen it too?"

"I saw him in the hallway last time. I didn't look away and I almost fell into his face against the wall."

As the rumors spread more and more, many boys from other classes couldn't help but hang around the door of Class 1.

Every time, they could see Feng Nanshu sitting quietly at his desk, sometimes in the dim morning light, sometimes under the fiery sunset, like a touch of cool moonlight, gentle and well-behaved.

All the boys in the first grade of high school went to the class and were silent. After they came back, they seemed to have lost their souls.

Then, another wave of people went to watch, and then attracted the third wave, the fourth wave...

Some looks are worth falling in love with at first sight, especially in adolescence at the age of seventeen or eighteen, it is hard for young boys not to be moved by pure and noble beauty.

Therefore, meeting Feng Nanshu by chance every day, or lying on the windowsill to watch her go to and from school, became one of the hobbies of many boys.

With good academic performance, stunning looks and a mysterious family background, countless shy boys made their decision at this moment.

I want to have a crush on her!

Only a beauty like her is worthy of my gorgeous youth!

However, after spending some time together, everyone discovered that Feng Nanshu was quite taciturn and aloof, as if he was completely unwilling to integrate into the group.

Except for the students in one class who could hear her speak when answering questions, the students in other classes had never even heard what her voice sounded like.

And she was never seen outside the classroom unless she was going to the bathroom.

Everyone knew that she was a young lady who transferred from Shanghai, and this behavior infinitely increased the distance between her and others.

The most important thing is that every day after school, Feng Nanshu would be picked up by two muscular bodyguards and taken to the car worth more than three million yuan, which made people feel that he was somewhat difficult to approach.

After the monthly exam in November, this mysterious young lady was given another label as a cold and aloof fairy.

That is the genius girl.

Throughout the first year of high school, the best student was Song Ruiyang from Class 1. He had been the first in every exam since he entered the school as a freshman.

But in the first monthly exam after Feng Nanshu transferred to the school, he was pushed to second place.

Seeing the other party's almost full marks in mathematics, academic masters like Song Ruiyang all felt a sense of powerlessness.

But Feng Nanshu was still as cold and silent as before, and was picked up after school every day, as if it was just an unreal ray of moonlight that briefly passed through Chengnan High School.

Many people then realized that Feng Nanshu’s coldness was not caused by suddenly coming to an unfamiliar environment, but that she seemed to have this kind of personality.

"Feng Nanshu from your class, has he never spoken?"

"Well, he basically doesn't talk except when answering questions. He's the type that's hard to approach."

"It seems like she doesn't look at people straight in the eye."

"Her eyes were empty, as if they were out of focus. I sat in the row behind her and didn't even dare to say hello. She seemed quite aloof."

On the afternoon when the monthly exam results were announced, the sunset was particularly brilliant.

Feng Nanshu walked out of the gate of Chengnan High School and sat in the back seat of the Bentley, like an expressionless and delicate doll.

Uncle Gong couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Miss, are you adapting well to the new school?"

"It's okay, but no one pays much attention to me and I don't dare to speak." Feng Nanshu pursed his lips.

"If you smile more, you may appear more approachable."

"smile……"

Feng Nanshu stretched out two fingers, pressed the corners of his mouth and pushed them upwards, but finally gave up decisively and fell into silence.

Uncle Gong couldn't help but sigh and started the car silently.

He thought that the eldest daughter would be more or less better after being away from the long-term psychological oppression and emotional control of the madam, so he fought with the master for a long time and followed her to Jeju.

But now it seems that the eldest lady's new life is not as optimistic as he thought.

The young lady now seems to have lost the ability to feel joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as if she has an emotional disorder. She is unable to receive anything from the outside world and finds it difficult to express it to the outside world.

He didn't know what the eldest lady would become if this continued, and his heart was filled with worry.

After a long time, the Bentley drove into Guanlan Avenue, and Secretary Li was already waiting in the villa.

"Welcome home, Miss. Your piano teacher is waiting for you at home."

"Secretary Li, I saw a kind of candy that looks like watermelon at school. It's colorful and looks delicious."

"Miss, have you forgotten what Madam said? A true lady will not be swayed by her appetite."

Feng Nanshu was silent for a moment and then nodded gently. He didn't insist any more. It seemed that he had gotten used to this kind of life where even his appetite was controlled.

Then she walked into the room, sat down in front of the black grand piano, and gently placed her slender white hands on the keys.

Gorgeous music flowed out from her white and moist fingers, and the piano teacher opposite could not help but smile with satisfaction.

Two hours later, the piano lesson ended and she stood up and walked to the dining table. The servants had already prepared dinner.

Braised shrimp and vegetables, tomato, tofu and mushroom soup, and a small bowl of rice, no different from before.

Feng Nanshu picked up the cutlery obediently and watched the English channel on the TV opposite, without making any noise while eating.

When dinner was almost over, Secretary Li came over again in high heels, her eyes looking at the schoolbag placed next to the piano.

"Miss, I'm going to take a picture of your transcript and send it to Madam, is that okay?"

Without waiting for an answer, Secretary Li began to check her backpack. After taking out everything and looking through it, she said, "Madam really cares about you. You got the Level 10 certificate before, and Madam asked me to ask you what gift you would like."

Hearing this, Feng Nanshu raised his head slightly: "Can I have a puppy?"

"That... I'm afraid that won't work. As you know, my wife doesn't like small animals. Let's try something else."

"But my mother doesn't live here." Feng Nanshu insisted, which was rare.

Secretary Li shook his head: "The madam might come back someday, and she won't be happy to see you."

"She won't come to see me."

"Don't be so willful, young lady."

Feng Nanshu pursed her lips, gently put down the chopsticks in her hand, stood up, straightened her skirt, and then walked to the bedroom on the second floor.

After changing into her pajamas, she gently locked the door and sat at her desk, quietly doing her homework.

Locking the door in a house where she is the only owner is actually a very strange behavior, but for her, it seems that only by doing this can she feel a little safe in her empty heart.

The crystal chandelier in the room was not turned on. The only light came from a small table lamp that looked like a flower vine. The light slanted in and dyed her eyes golden.

After a while, after finishing his homework, Feng Nanshu took out his diary from the drawer and gently opened the metal lock.

"Today I overheard my classmates talking about the Commercial Pedestrian Street. It seemed very interesting. They agreed to go there as soon as they have a holiday. I hope I can have a chance to go there, but I don't know the way."

"I really want a good friend, or a puppy would be ok."

"I don't want to be alone anymore..." "But I don't know how to make friends, and my mother won't let me have a puppy."

Feng Nanshu finished writing his diary, locked the drawer, as if locking himself up, then closed his eyes and began to imagine what the commercial pedestrian street looked like.

Her world is very small, and the buildings and scenery in it are almost all created by her own imagination.

It's a sunny morning in spring, with warm sun and gentle breeze.

As a small county town in the north, the temperature has actually started to rise at this time.

Someone looked through the window in the corridor and saw Feng Nanshu, wearing a floral dress, walk into the school slowly, then go to the second floor of Mingde Building and enter the fifth examination room.

In 2007, a placement test to determine the class placement for the second year of high school was held at Chengnan High School. In the eyes of many people, if nothing unexpected happened, Feng Nanshu should still be at the top of the list.

At seven o'clock, as the test papers were distributed on time, everyone in the examination room began to write furiously, becoming obsessed with the exam.

Of course, there are some exceptions. Their eyes quietly fly to other people's test papers. They are not interested in their own test paper, but think that the test paper of the classmate next to them is very attractive.

Feng Nanshu, who was sitting in the second to last row in the third column, had already prepared for the exam. However, the next second, he looked at his empty pencil case with his mouth open in confusion for a long time.

"I think I'm going to get a zero on the test."

"A score that has never been taken before..."

Feng Nanshu muttered to himself, obviously a little panicked.

It was the first subject in the early morning. The invigilator in the examination room was drowsy. When he was a little awake, he would just glance around and that was it. His state was between sleeping and dozing.

The pretty socially anxious girl rehearsed in her mind, but found that she didn't have the ability to get up and wake up the teacher, so she leaned over the table and watched time pass by stupidly.

It was not until the end of the exam, when he heard the sound of a chair rubbing against the ground behind him, that Feng Nanshu came to his senses and gently moved his hand away from the test paper.

At Chengnan High School, the papers are collected by the student sitting in the last row. Feng Nanshu sits in the second to last row, and the person collecting the papers is the person behind her.

However, when the boy behind her picked up her test paper, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and even turned it over to take a look, as if to confirm whether there was no writing on the entire test paper.

Feng Nanshu saw that he didn't move, so he looked up and gave him a stupid look.

Then she saw this boy whom she had never seen before looking at her blank paper, and glanced at her empty desk and deflated pencil case.

"A neat paper is worth at least five points."

"sharp."

The boy muttered something, took a pen from the table behind and placed it on her desk, then collected all the test papers in front and handed them to the teacher.

At this time, a little black fat man appeared at the door, waved at him and called him to go to the toilet. The boy immediately followed him out and hurriedly disappeared into the corridor.

Feng Nanshu kept looking straight ahead until five seconds later when his eyes suddenly moved. He secretly glanced at the pen on the table, picked it up and gently pressed it twice, making a series of light clicking sounds.

He praised me for being so good.

Feng Nanshu puffed up her cheeks and couldn't help turning her head to look at the table behind her.

There was a piece of draft paper on the table, covered with various drawings of Old Man Ding, and a word "忍" with the strokes repeatedly blacked out.

"Jiang Qin..."

Feng Nanshu gently moved the draft paper aside, saw the candidate information posted on the upper right corner, and read it silently.

The following few exams went smoothly, but the two still maintained the tacit understanding between strangers and did not speak to each other.

This kind of atmosphere is extremely comfortable for this socially anxious girl because she is not good at communicating.

And after the last exam was over, this brief interaction in the examination room also ended.

Feng Nanshu returned to Class 1, still as well-behaved and silent as before, except that there was an extra pen in his pencil case, which he often took out and clicked.

The results of the baseline test were announced on Wednesday afternoon, and the list was posted in the middle of the classroom corridor, between the back door of Class 2 and the front door of Class 3, attracting countless students to watch.

It was really unexpected that Feng Nanshu's ranking dropped from first to eighth.

"Feng Nanshu didn't get first place this time?"

"I heard that there was one subject that was not taken."

"I can still rank eighth without taking the exam..."

"She almost got full marks in math, but the score was pulled down too much in this subject."

"Song Ruiyang got first place this time. After being suppressed by Feng Nanshu for so long, he finally made a comeback."

"Hey, Jiang Qin from Class 2 made it into the top 20 this time."

There are classes one, two, three and four on the second floor. Many students gathered in the corridor, constantly discussing the rankings on the list.

But at this moment, someone in the room suddenly lowered his voice, said, "Look," and pointed in the direction of the corridor in front.

So everyone turned their heads to look over, and their expressions were stunned for a moment.

In the pure white school corridor, Feng Nanshu was seen outside the door wearing a long floral dress and a high ponytail. She had clear eyes and seemed to want to go to Class 2.

But perhaps because she found that there were more people in the corridor than she had imagined, she wandered back to Class 1's classroom with a dazed expression.

Everyone opened their mouths, somewhat surprised.

Because apart from going to and from school and going to the toilet, Feng Nanshu never seemed to appear outside the classroom.

For some reason, this time she actually walked out of the classroom on her own initiative. The passing figure made the corridor quieter, and everyone was amazed.

But the downside is that the time was too short, so many people regretted not being able to take a closer look.

But the next second, something unexpected happened.

Feng Nanshu, who had just returned to the classroom, suddenly came out quietly again, then walked to the back door of Class 2 with his hands behind his back, stood in a place with fewer people, and looked around.

Everyone thought she was here to look at the list, but then they felt something was wrong.

Because although she glanced at the list twice, her curious eyes always slipped in through the back door of Class 2, as if she was looking for someone.

In the direction she was looking, there was a boy with his left eye sealed. He was holding his own test paper with 116 points and barking at a fat black boy who only scored 63 points, saying that he had done a bad job. He also pointed at the calculation process of one of the big questions and exclaimed that the mistake was too low-level.

The fat black guy opposite had obviously covered his face and begged him to stop talking, but it was no use.

Feng Nanshu looked for a while and couldn't help squinting her eyes. Then she realized that more and more people seemed to gather in the corridor, especially the boys from the neighboring classes. They all seemed to have come out to see her. So the socially anxious young lady walked back to Class 1 in her little leather shoes, but her steps were much lighter than before.

When we returned to the classroom, the pen was taken out and pressed, making a series of clicking sounds.

In the following days, high school life returned to normal.

With the early morning breeze and the evening stars after self-study classes, the days passed peacefully.

Because Class 1 and Class 2 are adjacent to each other, the occasional encounters between them, although brief, occur quite frequently.

On a summer afternoon, during the break between the second classes, cicadas were chirping outside the window and the sun was bright and hot.

Feng Nanshu came back from the toilet and just walked to the middle platform of the stairs, she suddenly saw a boy running down the stairs, his bangs swaying as he landed on the ground.

If encountering this situation in the past, Feng Nanshu would basically pretend not to see it, but this time he stopped quietly and glanced downstairs with a cute look.

The boy hurriedly rushed to the first floor, but was blocked in the hall by the head teacher of Class 2, and his hurried pace came to an abrupt end.

"Jiang Qin, class is about to start, where are you going?"

"I didn't pay attention to the time just now, I have to go to the bathroom quickly."

"How many times have I told you to cut your hair? Why haven't you cut it yet?!"

"I was wrong, sir. I will go get my hair cut tomorrow."

"You are the most proactive in admitting your mistakes, but you refuse to change. I remember I caught you once last time, right? You said you had no money, so I gave you the haircut receipt from the school. You didn't get your hair cut, so where is the receipt?"

"I gave it to my father..."

"?????"

The head teacher of Class 2 couldn't believe it and thought, is your father also a non-mainstream person?
No, that's not right. He grows his hair so long that he can't use my haircut coupons to give to his father for free!

But before the head teacher of Class 2 could say anything, Jiang Qin had already run to the toilet, and the dog's sneaky figure was shrinking.

Feng Nan ran up to the second floor leisurely, and saw the boy running out through the side window of the corridor. He couldn't help but shake his feet as he tapped the ground.

Boys who are good at making fun of others have amazing destructive power.

At this time, Cao Jing had just come out of the office of the first-level department, went down from the third floor to the second floor, and was about to go to class one.

She is the head teacher of Class 1, but she is also the Chinese teacher of Class 1 and Class 2. This is basically the configuration of the head teachers in Chengnan High School.

However, when she reached the second floor, Cao Jing suddenly stopped and saw Feng Nanshu leaning on the railing of the corridor, looking at something on the first floor. His cold eyes seemed to suddenly become more lively.

But soon Feng Nanshu noticed someone behind him. He turned around to look at Cao Jing, called "Teacher" softly, then returned to his dazed expression and walked back to the classroom.

In the following days, Feng Nanshu went out for a stroll more often, and seemed to be trying to integrate into this unfamiliar campus.

However, her range of activities was limited to the back doors of Class One and Class Two, and she would never take more than a step.

On Friday, during the physical education class of Class 1 and Class 2, the afterglow of the sunset was more moving than in the painting.

Feng Nanshu strolled on the playground in the cool autumn weather, the hem of her skirt fluttering in the evening breeze.

At that time, her eyes went along the runway to the west and fell on the man named Jiang Qin, then she squinted her eyes and observed him quietly.

If someone nearby was gossiping and saying that Jiang Qin liked Chu Siqi, she would sway closer and quietly listen to a word or two.

The young lady from Shanghai lives a simple and boring life, but she always finds something fun to do to comfort herself during this boring time.

It's like a small boat drifting on the endless ocean. There is no difference between the four directions of east, south, west and north. But at this moment, you vaguely see an isolated island on the sea level far away.

The isolated island may not be beautiful, and may be far away from you, but it is an anchor at least. It is different from the gloomy life and becomes a thought when you can’t find your direction.

Please note that such encounters actually have no impact on Feng Nanshu's life and do not have any meaning.

But the cold and aloof eldest daughter felt that her boring life seemed to have more things to do, so her mood improved a little.

"Have you made any friends at school recently, Miss?"

“I didn’t make any friends.”

"But I think the young lady seems to be happier than before."

At dusk in late autumn, Uncle Gong was driving back and couldn't help but say something in a low voice on the way.

He had been working as a driver for the Feng family for a long time, and was later transferred to Feng Nanshu's side, picking her up and dropping her off day and night. He was more sensitive to the changes in the eldest lady than Cao Jing.

Although the eldest daughter still doesn't like to laugh, she is obviously not as tense anymore.

There seemed to be something new in her world, something that allowed her to relax for a moment.

“I don’t know how to make friends, but I found something fun to do.”

Feng Nanshu murmured silently, then suddenly leaned against the car window and looked out, and saw a young man riding a bicycle speeding past on the road.

Just like that, time passed quickly and winter came. Jeju welcomed the heavy snowfall that had not been seen in five years.

Because it was noon on a weekend, and the weather was cold and the roads were slippery, Chengnan High School decided to let students finish school early.

Feng Nanshu did not inform Uncle Gong because she didn't really want to go back, and the sudden suspension of classes seemed to give her a rare freedom.

So she sat in the warm classroom, looking toward the distant playground where snowflakes were flying, her long and curly eyelashes trembling slightly.

In the pure white snow, a little black fat boy was shivering with cold and stamping his feet constantly, while next to him a young man was meticulously making a snowman, blowing on his palms constantly.

"Lao Jiang, stop piling up. We don't have classes anymore. Let's go to the Internet cafe to warm up!"

"Walk."

"Hey, ride a bike!"

"You can ride it when you come back after playing. There is a carport in the school, but there is none at the entrance of the Internet cafe."

Because it was snowing and it was the weekend, the Internet cafes near the school were very popular.

This is also a rare moment of relaxation in the heavy workload of high school life.

The two of them sat in the Internet cafe for the entire afternoon. When they came out, it was almost sunset, so they hurried back to school to ride their bikes.

However, when passing by the square in front of the school, Jiang Qin, who was walking in front, was suddenly stunned. He found that there was another smaller snowman behind the snowman he had just made, as if it was strolling around following the one in front.

Jiang Qin slowly squatted down and looked for a while, and found that the playground in front seemed to be covered with footprints in a pattern, some deeper and some lighter.

The deep ones should have been stepped on recently, and the shallow ones should have been covered by the later snow.

He frowned, as if he saw a girl imitating his snowman and making some snowmen. After finishing, she walked alone for a long time in the snowy evening.

Who is this person? Not only did he not go home in such a cold day, but he actually played alone in this open space for such a long time.

"Old Jiang, hurry up, it's getting dark."

"Got it, come right away."

Jiang Qin looked down at the two snowmen on the ground again, then turned and ran towards the bicycle shed.

(End of this chapter)