Back to girlhood years

This summer is not over, but the new semester has come. On the day of the beginning of school, ye Changhe pushed off everything and sent Ye Fei to school with Yu Huilan. Ye Fei's bedding and snacks are in the trunk. For that big bag of snacks, Yu Huilan explained that at the beginning of school, who knows if there is food in the restaurant. What if she is hungry? If ye Fei really doesn't want to eat, she can give it to her classmates, so that she can enter the new class.

"Mom, I've already said that I'll stay in school for two days this time. That's to find my own class, divide my dormitories, issue new books and so on, and the school will officially start next week.".

"This time I agree with your mother's practice. The first impression is very important. People will think you are good if you are so generous. It's not good for you to make friends in the future." Ye Changhe said while driving. "However, Feifei, you really don't think about it any more. You really want to choose a liberal arts class. Dad thinks it..."

"Dad, the classes are divided well. Besides, I also like liberal arts," Ye Fei quickly cut off his words. When is this? How can she still want to let her study science? She can only lie. In fact, she has no feeling about liberal arts. She just starts from her own future. Liberal arts is really simple.

"Well, since you've decided, Dad won't say much, but if you regret or don't like the current class, you must tell Dad that Dad will help you transfer classes, but I have acquaintances in your school." speaking of this, ye Changhe is a teacher, just like he is the principal.

"Oh, I see," Ye Fei said faintly. There are good students and poor students in any class. If you don't work hard, no matter what class you transfer to, it won't help. She didn't pay attention to this.

The bulletin board of the experimental high school is pasted with a red class classification list, which is full of names. When you walk in, you can see that it is written in black regular script. It's very beautiful. Ye Fei can't help but take a breath. Who wrote it? When do so many classes have to be written.

At the end of August, the weather is still hot like a fire, commonly known as "autumn tiger". Ye Changhe is sweating after squeezing in the crowd for a while. After wiping his sweat with a wet towel, he gets into another group of people. Ye Fei and her parents agree to look separately, and whosoever finds it, yells.

Ye Fei squints her eyes and finds her name row by row. On the way, she meets the former classmate of class 5. However, the other party doesn't seem to recognize her. She glances at her and walks away. Ye Fei feels her nose awkwardly and thinks she doesn't know her.

"Found, found, in class one," a skinny middle-aged man said loudly to the phone: "yes, class one, I said that the person I am looking for is right. This is not assigned to class one. The teacher of class one is the best in the liberal arts class. Of course, I am an acquaintance who asked after asking..."

Ye Fei pursed her lips and laughed silently. There are six liberal arts classes in senior two this year. There is an unwritten rule in experimental high school. The higher the number order, the better the class. But ye Fei doesn't believe it.

"Feifei, found it, found it, here, liberal arts class 5." Yu Huilan shouts to Ye Fei in her high-heeled shoes. Ye Fei takes back her thoughts and runs over. Sure enough, her name is written in the first row. It's class 5 again. She's quite predestined with five.

Feifei, which classroom is liberal arts class 5 in? We'll take you there.

"No, you and my father go to sit under the tree over there for a while. I'll report to the classroom first, and I'll come back to you after the dormitory." in such hot weather, ye Fei can't bear to let her parents run back and forth. After they are settled, she goes to the teaching building by herself.

"Class four, class five, it's here." Ye Fei searched all the way according to the house number, and soon saw "class five of liberal arts". The front and back doors of the classroom were open, and there were many people sitting in the classroom. Some were sitting alone, looking at it blankly, and some were chatting in a circle. They should be classmates of senior one. Ye Fei casually found a seat and sat down. Then she found that the table in front of her was covered with dust. She immediately thought that the chair should be very dirty, but it's meaningless to stand up and wipe it now. Her pants must be dirty. She pouted and wiped the table with a tissue, and then looked around secretly.

As time goes on, there are more and more people in the classroom. Looking at it, more than half of them are girls. Ye Fei sighs that the liberal arts class is full of ups and downs. It's said that the boys in the liberal arts class are spoiled by the girls, just because things are scarce.

"Excuse me, is there anyone near here?" A boy with eyes shyly pointed to the position next to Yefei.

"Oh, no," Ye Fei smiles. She gets up and lets him go in. She looks at each other with Yu Guang. She is white skinned, with black framed glasses and light green short sleeves. After sitting down, she lowers her head.

Ye Fei is very embarrassed, and she is not a warm-hearted person. But since she is close to her, it seems that she can't say goodbye. She licks her dry lips and blooms a bright smile. "Hello, my name is Ye Fei. I was in class five when I was a freshman in high school.".

"Oh, that, that, Hello," the boy's face turned red and stammered, "my name is Tang Ruixuan, originally from class nine.".

Then the two people giggled at each other for a while, but they didn't say a word again. Ye Fei took out her mobile phone and saw a message coming in. It was Meng Yiyi's, saying that she was assigned to class 3 of science, and let Ye Fei have nothing to do with her. Ye Fei returned the message and told her class.

When ye Fei takes back her mobile phone, she finds that someone is looking at her. As soon as she looks up, she sees Lin Jing's stunned face. She doesn't seem to believe her eyes. She looks at Ye Fei all the time. Ye Fei tugs at the corner of her mouth, reaches out her hand and says, "Hi, Lin Jing, you are also in class five.".

Lin Jing hesitated for a moment, went to Ye Fei's side, "Ye Fei, you changed your hair, I almost didn't recognize it.".

"Ha ha, really? I cut it with my mother.".

"I haven't seen any acquaintances just now. It's not easy to see you. I'm relieved that we can be together in the future." Lin Jing looks up and down at Ye Fei with complicated eyes. Ye Fei is very uncomfortable and says with a smile

"Most of the students in our class have chosen science. There are fewer people choosing articles, and even fewer can be assigned to a class.".

"Well, if you want to say so," Lin Jing finally stopped looking at Ye Fei and said in a low voice, "but I heard that our class seems to be bad. The head teacher is a very young teacher with no experience, and I don't know if there is a future in such a class.".

"If we can be a head teacher, our level should not be so bad as long as we study hard.".

"Ha ha", Lin Jing does not agree. But seeing ye Fei's serious look, she doesn't say anything more. She tells Ye Fei about other people in the class.

"See those girls? It's the one wearing the red sling. Yes, they are all good students, music students, and the one with the drawing board on the desk. At first glance, they are art students. "Then Lin Jing motioned Ye Fei to look back with her eyes, and her voice was smaller." those tall boys are from our school team, and the most handsome one heard that the family is very rich. ".