Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 11 Different Starting Lines

Chapter 11 Different Starting Lines
At twenty minutes to eight, Zhou Qiang's car stopped at the gate of East China International College on time.

Zhou Ziang looked out the window, the imposing school gate and the students in twos and threes, everything was very strange.

"Come to your dean if you need anything," Zhou Qiang was still suspicious of Zhou Ziang's good appetite and conversation at the dinner table in the morning.Along the way, he looked behind the car a few times, and found that his son was staring at the scenery outside the window first, and then staring at the steering wheel under his hands, and there was nothing unusual about it.

The teaching director in East China and Zhou Qiang are old classmates. At the beginning, Zhou Ziang didn't get along well with his classmates, and his grades were poor. He even changed two schools. Zhou Qiang dragged his old classmates to find the current school.

Zhou Ziang got out of the car that smelled of oil. When he stayed in the house yesterday, he flipped through the books in the room. "Zhou Ziang" is very interested in mechanical things, and there are many books on automobiles and military affairs on the bookshelf.

A few familiar students passed by, they should be Zhou Ziang's classmates. When one of them saw Zhou Ziang, he pointed and whispered to him.

Their voices were very soft, but Zhou Ziang still heard him, "He still dares to come to school, hasn't he been punished enough by Li Ran's gang?"

"Does he have the support of the dean behind him? He also said that his father is the deputy director of the Agricultural Bureau." The two male students sneered. In this famous international school in Shanghai, any student's family is an official or a businessman. Generation, rich second generation.

Zhou Ziang's father is the deputy director of the Shanghai Agricultural Bureau, but his ancestral home is not Shanghai, and he was assigned to Shanghai only a year ago. Compared with the other five deputy directors in the bureau, his background and qualifications are considered shallow.

As for Li Ran mentioned by the male student, he is an out-and-out native of Shanghai, and his father, Li Gang, is a real estate developer.Although one of the two fathers is an official and the other is a citizen, in Shanghai where every inch of land is very expensive, many people sell Li's father's face, and Zhou Ziang is still silent.

Two days ago, Zhou Ziang ran into Li Qiang and his group smoking in the men's room, and was about to leave without saying a word.Seeing that it was an "autistic child" who had just transferred here, Li Ran's gang got into a tricky mood and forced him to smoke and buy drinks.Zhou Ziang became stubborn, and refused to agree no matter what, and five or six cigarette butt marks were burnt on his arm.

After returning home, Zhou Ziang didn't dare to tell his parents what happened, so he hid at home and refused to go to school.

Others don't know about these shitty things, but Yun Guanzi, who occupies the real body of "Zhou Ziang", knows it all.

"Good morning, Wang Ming, Lu Yao," Zhou Ziang, who bowed his head when he saw his classmates and turned around when he saw his teacher, greeted them all.

The two students, Wang and Lu, who were still talking nonsense just now, were stunned. The "autistic child" Zhou Ziang in their eyes had already entered the classroom.

"Zhou Ziang was greeting us just now," Wang Ming immediately looked behind him.

"Look, everyone has gone in," Lu Yao was also taken aback. The kid transferred to another school for a month, and he didn't even let go of a P. How did he get the hang of it now?

"I'm looking to see if the sun is coming out from the west," Wang Ming said foolishly.

Throughout the day, the students in Zhou Ziang's class noticed the change in him.

"Sun Fei, Cao Hao, Feng Qizheng" Zhou Ziang wrote down the names of 31 people in the class on the paper.When he was in Yuntengmen, he had the habit of writing down the names of each elder and younger generation. There were only more than 30 people in Zhou Ziang's class.

During chemistry class, the chemistry teacher asked a question, and none of the students raised their hands.

The chemistry teacher was disappointed. Just as he was about to solve the problem, he saw a boy sitting in the second-to-last row raised his hand, "This classmate, ah, Zhou Ziang! Do you want to answer the question? Good, good, come up. "

There was a whisper under the lecturer's stage. The chemistry teacher adjusted his glasses and wondered: "Today, the sun came out from the west, and Zhou Ziang actually raised his hand to answer the question?"

Zhou, who had finished answering the questions, did not forget to bow to the chemistry teacher, and said earnestly, "I also ask the teacher for guidance."

The chemistry teacher who has been a teacher for more than ten years almost burst into tears, "What a good student." After class, the chemistry teacher said in the office that Zhou Ziang, who is in Class [-], has made great progress recently.

One stone stirred up waves, and the teachers of N different subjects also said that he took the initiative to answer the question, and the writing on the blackboard was very good, like calligraphy.

There was also a discussion in the office.

The dean soon got wind of it, and couldn't wait to call his old classmate Zhou Qiang, but Zhou Qiang on the other side of the phone almost burst into tears.His son finally got the hang of it.

Zhou Qiang was not the only one who burst into tears. At [-]:[-] p.m., the melodious bell for the end of get out of class resounded in the international school.

"Zi Ang, I'm leaving first,"

"Zi Ang, thank you for your answering method,"

"Zi Ang, let's go to karaoke on weekends,"

With a smile on his face, Zhou Ziang greeted his classmates one by one, and walked across the playground carrying his schoolbag.

"Hey, Zhou Ziang, buy us a few bottles of ice-cola," said a group of sweaty male students standing beside the basketball court, and a sweaty basketball hit them.

Seeing that the sweaty basketball was about to hit Zhou Ziang's head, the ball stopped in mid-air and was caught by a hand, Zhou Ziang glanced at the visitor in a blink of an eye.

The ball was still held by Zhou Ziang, and the schoolbag was hung on his shoulder by Zhou Ziang, walking towards the male student who lost the ball.

"You are Li Ran?" Zhou Ziang raised his eyebrows.

"This kid was beaten stupid," Li Ran and his group all laughed. The day before yesterday, Zhou Ziang was not miserable enough, and he dared to come to school.

Li Ran opened his mouth wide with a smile, his nostrils were facing the sky, and there was a dark shadow above his head. Before Li Ran's mouse eyes could look at it, the basketball hoop shook violently.

The gray-blue schoolbag wiped blue marks in the air like a flying high swing, and the boy's figure jumped up like a tiger descending a mountain.

The golden-red basketball passed through the hoop accurately, and hit Li Ran's arrogant nose and mouth heavily, blood gushing out.

A good dunk into the basket.

The black hair covered Zhou Ziang's eyes, making it hard for people to see what kind of emotion he was carrying at this moment.Zhou Ziang released his right hand from the basketball hoop and fell to the ground.

"50 yuan, buy him a bottle of iced Coke for compresses." After throwing down the money, Zhou Ziang left the basketball court casually, leaving behind a bunch of stunned students and Li Ran with a broken front tooth.

Based on the above performance, it is not difficult to see that the Ninth Thunder treats Zhu Xiaoxian and Zhou Ziang quite differently as a time traveler.

One is a lame child born in a valley, and the other is a second-generation official boy who grew up in a bustling metropolis.

Zhou Ziang is handsome, he is a 16-year-old high school student. Before the reform and opening up, a high school student could be regarded as an intellectual, and he should learn a lot of characters.Although he is an autistic child, autistic is also better than autistic. He has less time to go out and play, and more time to read and read. Math, physics and chemistry are even better.

Whether Zhu Xiaoxian is beautiful or not can't be seen from her small nose and face now, at least ten years later.At this stage, Zhu Xiaoxian's harvest includes a cheap grandfather who has lost power, and a six-year-old milk baby who has just improved from being disabled to a healthy body. The residual memory of the body includes ten Arabic numerals and 26 letters.

What is the fate of the two, um, we will continue to break it down next time.

(The A, C, and S keyboards of the notebook are broken, and it has only been used for a year. It is a high-intensity operation, and Fuzi who uses a soft keyboard is very broken. This chapter is very painful to type, so I can watch it alive. It will be on the list on Monday, and it will be updated in the middle of the night. with the support of my baby)

(End of this chapter)

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