Reborn In the 1990s

Although it is a matter for senior two to separate arts and Sciences, in fact, in many key middle schools and even ordinary middle schools, schools often begin to prepare for division in the second half of senior one.

Students who decide to study liberal arts will read extra-curricular books in physics class, while those who are determined to study science will also brush questions in politics class. Most of the teachers will turn a blind eye, because they never pay attention to this year's senior year.

Fang Ruixue is still very tangled in the choice of Arts and science. Because she thinks science is good for employment. If she wants to take a university entrance examination, she can choose many majors, but liberal arts is more interesting. You don't have to wrestle with numbers all day.

Cheng Yu is a firm science party. In his opinion, Fang Ruixue's achievements in Arts and science are similar. Under the same conditions, if she chooses liberal arts, it would be too wasteful.

"If I can't get into the ideal university in two years, it's all up to you." After filling in the division form with the word "Li". Fang Ruixue said to Cheng Yu on the phone.

"Then you'd better choose liberal arts." Cheng Yu is working on math problems in the study room. The pen strokes on the draft paper and makes a "rustling" sound.

He finally willing to spend money to buy a mobile phone, Qing Feiyang cheered for a long time, but also called him every day, let him feel the beauty of the mobile phone ring.

"You mean you're not responsible?" Fang Ruixue held the microphone and raised her eyebrows.

"Responsible?" Cheng Yu burst into a burst of laughter, the calculus in his hand kept on, "but after tutoring you for a while, should I be responsible for you?"

"One day as a teacher, life as a teacher, the test is not good, the final punishment is not me." Fang Ruixue whispered, knowing that Cheng Yu couldn't see it, he turned his eyes secretly.

The last time she did not do well in the class test, Cheng Yu even sent her a pile of exercise books. He also ordered her to send them back to him after she finished writing them. He wanted to check them.

"The teachers at school are not as terrible as you." Fang Ruixue complained.

"Oh, I'm tired of it." Cheng Yu put down his pen, changed his mobile phone to another hand, and then beat his stiff back because of his sedentary. "I don't care."

Fangrui Shelton was afraid to speak.

Since she left Yaoxin town and came to Huainan City, she has never been absent from process Yu in her life. No matter when he is in trouble, when he is having a good time together, or when he is choosing, Cheng Yu will always appear and become a light to help him and guide her.

It seems that Cheng Yu's guidance comes from her parents in her life. Li Lanfang gives her love, while Cheng Yu brings her courage.

He already exists as a family. If Cheng Yu chooses to give up at this time, Fang Ruixue will probably be like a ship lost in the sea, unable to find the direction to move forward.

“…… I was wrong. " This time's match, also is to Fang Ruixue's admission defeat end.

"If you can't make a big mistake, you can't change it." Cheng Yu was playing with his pen, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Well..." Fang Ruixue was just about to say something when she heard the sound of "Dong Dong". She looked up and saw the people behind her. Impatient to wait, he knocked on the table.

"Can I call my boyfriend at another time? Didn't you see so many people waiting? How long can the lunch break last? It's dedicated to love, isn't it I'm worried about the phone. I have to listen to the phone. What you say is hurtful.

Fang Ruixue is afraid that Cheng Yu will hear her. She is holding the microphone in her hand. She has been sitting in the cubicle. Now she stands up and looks out. There is a line at the door of the small phone booth.

"One last thing I want to say, I'm going to hang up!" There are so many people waiting behind, Fang Ruixue is also embarrassed to say more, can only speak to the person on the other end of the phone in a hurry.

"Well? What? " Cheng Yu hasn't responded. Why is she in a hurry to hang up. Fang Ruixue heard that side to a: "you don't buy things to send me."

"Why?" He stopped rubbing the cap of his pen.

"Because you sent it, I have to worry about what to buy back to you. It's too much of a brain work!" Finish not wait for Cheng Yu to answer. Fang Ruixue "pa" on the phone, and then in the eyes of the people behind, out of the phone booth.

And Cheng Yu is listening to the busy tone coming from the mobile phone. He held up his forehead and laughed stiffly.

"Hey A hand suddenly stretched out and patted Cheng Yu on the shoulder, which made him shake his shoulder. The pen in his hand "snapped" and fell on the table, and then rolled to the side along the table.

Cheng Yu got up from his seat and grabbed the pen that had rolled to the edge of the table. Fortunately, he was quick and successfully intercepted the pen one second before it fell down, preventing the tragedy.

But the man who suddenly appeared behind him and patted him on the shoulder was startled by him."What baby?" Zhang Haoran took a long leg and sat down beside Cheng Yu. Looking at him holding something in his hand, he asked with a sigh of relief.

"Nothing." Cheng Yu pinned his pen to the book. After the false alarm, he realized that there was a layer of sweat in his palm.

"That's strange." Zhang Haoran has long hands and long feet. Taking advantage of Cheng Yu's inattention, he grabs the textbook from his hand, and then opens and takes away the pen which is not on the page of the book. "Just a pen? But it's pretty good. "

The pen that Zhang Haoran held in his hand was black. It has the lubricating luster of piano baking paint. Only the top and edge of the pen cap are golden. If you look carefully, you will find that there is a little red in the gold.

"Why? This one is engraved At the edge of the cap, there is a string of characters, which are also gold. Zhang Haoran took it to his eyes and recognized that it was a string of flowery English letters.

"What is this moment?" He raised the side of the inscription to Cheng Yu.

"Chengyu, my name." Cheng Yu took the pen back and put it back in the book.

"Wow! You're so narcissistic that you carve your name on your pen. "

Cheng Yu looks at Zhang Haoran, like an idiot.

"Get out of the way. I'm going out." Cheng Yu stands up and kicks the stool under Zhang Haoran's buttocks.

"Well, well, I'm wrong! I admit my mistake Zhang Haoran was a big man of one meter nine. At this time, the whole person was nestled in a small stool, and he had to apologize to Cheng Yu. "You can see that lascivious smile just now. It must have been sent by your girlfriend, right? But who is your girlfriend? From a foreign school? You're not in the same place? I... "

"Are you going to let it or not?" Cheng Yu's face pulled down, as if Zhang Haoran said one more word, he would kick the past.