Rebirth - Back to 14

Chapter 69

"Cheng Yi, I think we are a blessing in disguise."

"Yeah." He looked at his jade-like white face, the corners of his mouth curled up, "It seems to be right."

September is like fire, the scorching sun is hanging on the head, the green grass is wilted in the sun, and the noisy summer cicadas are indeed unable to cry. The ground is like a steaming board, and all objects that step on it will be burned by it hot.

pm3:00, this is the time for class, usually there are only a few scattered classes in the campus at this time, but at this time, the campus is occupied by a group of green, except that there are two black and white disputes under the corridor Hui.

"You said, Zhang Yu and Ruyi will be in that team."

Her smooth black hair was let loose on her shoulders, and she was wrapped in a white floral skirt, revealing her slender and straight legs. She was wearing a pair of black pointed-toed flat shoes, and she was gnawing on a popsicle Yang Yijin said resentfully.

"I don't know." His bushy eyebrows furrowed slightly, his eyes flicked past her blinking eyes, and came to her lips that were reddened by the ice lollies. Her popsicle, with gentle eyes, said dotingly, "But you can't eat any more."

"You promised to give me something to eat." She pouted her small mouth and said reproachfully.

"I promised to give you two bites, and you can see how many bites you took." Cheng Yi put half of the popsicle in front of her eyes, and said helplessly, "After eating too much, you will cry again."

Yang Yijin had internal bleeding in her organs and was forced to leave the hospital after a month of recuperation. However, because of the injury, she couldn’t eat too much food, spicy, cold, hot, too salty, or too sweet. .

"Alas, summer isn't complete without popsicles," she said dejectedly.

"Although summer didn't give you popsicles, it gave you a round of sunshine." He deliberately joked.

"Uh..." Looking up at the big sun in the sky with squinting eyes, he said with emotion, "Thank you for me, old man, but I think it would be better if it is cooler." Then he took the tissue in his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead .

He couldn't help but hear her words.

"Ahem..." He cleared his throat and said seriously, "Okay, I'm going to report."

The outside is as hot as a steam oven, but the interior is cool, making the pores of the whole body open comfortably.

In the dean's office, a fat middle-aged man was holding two red freshman notices and looked at them. The word Sichuan gradually appeared on his brows. When he saw the column of grades, his frowning brows finally loosened. .

He looked at Cheng Yi, whose hands were still wrapped in bandages, raised his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "Although you scored very high in the senior high school entrance examination, you missed our entrance examination, which is a key class. You can't get in."

"Yeah." He replied casually, without much regret in his tone.

"But you don't have to be discouraged. There will be an arts and science class in the first semester of high school. If you work hard then, you can still go to the key class."

"I see, thank you teacher." He nodded and said.

"Well, then you can go to Class Three."

There are four classes in the first grade of No. [-] Middle School, Class No. [-] and Class No. [-] are key classes, and the later ones become more ordinary, and Cheng Yi is the second key class in Class No. [-]. Yang Yijin is very satisfied with this result.

"As for you." His glasses flashed, and a bright light fell on her, scaring her to hold her breath.

"You." He flipped through the grades in his hand. Compared with Qi Cheng, who had the first grade in the entrance grade, her grades were not enough. The grades ranked 350th in the eighth place. I didn't take the exam again, and I don't know if I have regressed.

"Just go to class ten." The director said.

Class [-] just happened to have a student who didn't report, so I happened to fill in that vacancy.

"Director, can I go to Class Three?" She glanced at Cheng Yi and said aggrievedly.

"Class three." The teacher paused for a moment, thinking quickly, one person in class three is fine, but it's a little bit reluctant to fill two people, and more than 300 people can go to class three, so what's wrong with the people in front? Somewhat unfair.

"Yang, Yang, Yang Yijin, right?" He looked down at the name and said helplessly, "There are enough places in class three, so you can go to class ten."

"Chengyi can come to class ten?" She said impatiently.

"This is also not possible, because, that, hey..." He looked up at the two of them with a gleam in his eyes, and said with some doubts, "Why do you have to be in the same class."

The director seemed to have thought of something, picked up the case report on the table, and said suspiciously, "Oh, why did you all get injured in Thailand?"

(End of this chapter)