Reborn In the 1990s

When the new semester begins, Fang Ruixue reports alone. Because she was too excited, she got up too early in the morning. When she arrived at school, she was empty and could not see a few people.

She followed the signs on the road and walked around the campus for a long time before she found her classroom. When she entered, there were already several people in it.

"Who are you looking for?" Found someone looking at the door, sitting in the first row of the classroom is behind her friends and a girl turned to ask.

"I, I just transferred." Fang Ruixue said with her schoolbag.

"Transfer?" The girl frowned. They were too lazy to look at Fang Ruixue and complained to his friends: "how can the school recruit some messy people all day long and send them to our class?"

"Look at our class bullying! Who doesn't know that the head teacher of our class is the softest. Listen to the headmaster Her friend said with a smile.

They didn't seem to welcome Fang Ruixue's arrival. She didn't want to ask for trouble, so she went into the classroom and sat in the first row by the window.

"Who told you to sit there?" Fang Ruixue was just about to sit down. Before her buttocks touched the stool, the girl student suddenly raised her voice. Ask her out loud.

"I don't see anybody here." Fang Ruixue took the bag down and put it on the desk.

"do you has the final say?" The girl with arms around her chest, a face disdainful to look at her, "before transfer to this side, did not first to understand the rules of our school?"

Fang Ruixue didn't speak. She didn't know what rules were in the school. Cheng Yu didn't tell her.

"Xiao Xi, forget it! She's just come here and she doesn't know anything. " Another student pulled her sleeve and said.

"The seats in the class are arranged according to grades. The position you sit in is the first in the class." Someone kindly explained for Fang Ruixue.

Fang Ruixue took a look at the seat he chose. The first position in the first group, which is not the best position in the class, is not the best. Ruixue, who arranged seats according to grades, had met before. She suddenly felt a little sympathy for the first in her class and was forced to sit in such a position.

"Sorry." Fang Ruixue immediately got up and left her seat with her schoolbag. She went to the last row of the classroom and sat down in the corner of a seat.

If it's based on grades. That should be the last place in the class.

This is just a small episode, no one has paid attention to it, and then there are other students coming to school. The classroom is very lively, and the chatter is just like the vegetable market in the morning.

Fang Ruixue lies on the table and looks out of the window. The window is facing the school playground. Someone has been playing football there so early. Fang Ruixue looks at the black and white football flying from the ground, and then bangs into the frame of the goal. Pop it all the way.

How beautiful! She thought.

The green lawn is beautiful, the brick red track is beautiful, even the player who runs on the court can't see his face clearly and shoots repeatedly and fails repeatedly.

Yaoxin middle school does not have such a beautiful playground. There is no brick red track, no Turquoise lawn, and no dream chasing figure on the court.

The playground track of Yaoxin middle school is made of cinder. As long as it is a physical education class with fine weather, it is not only on the body, hands and neck that you run down in a circle. Even in the nostrils, there is black ash. So Fang Ruixue doesn't like physical education because she's not only tired of running, but also dirty.

Fang Ruixue was staring out of the window. Suddenly she heard someone knocking on her desk. She turned her head. In front of me stood a girl with glasses and a high ponytail.

"Your winter homework." The girl was holding a pile of exercise books and said to Ruixue.

Fang Ruixue sat up straight and shook her head at the girl: "I didn't. I just came here today."

"Oh, sorry." The girl held her glasses and laughed, then left with her homework book.

The classroom is full of students, some are chatting with friends we haven't seen for a long time, some are grasping the last time and rushing to finish their homework. At a glance, everyone was wearing red and white school uniforms. Only Fang Ruixue in the corner is wearing her own clothes, which is out of place with them.

With the bell of class, teacher Zhang, the head teacher of class seven, grade two, came into the classroom with a stack of paper. As soon as he got into the room with his front feet, a man rushed in from behind him and hit him head on the back. He stumbled and nearly fell on the platform.

Sorry, man The man who rushed in went straight to the innermost position in the first row. As soon as he was ready to jump in, he was grabbed by the collar by Mr. Zhang from behind.

"Zhao ziye, are you in the wrong classroom?"

Zhao ziye got down from the desk helplessly and said to the teacher with a smile: "that's impossible! I want to be in Mr. Zhang's class day and night. How can I go wrong? "

"Is it? Should I be happy? Shall I thank you? " Mr. Zhang grabbed Zhao ziye by the collar, pulled him to the platform and stood with himself, "come on, students. Let's all know. This is Zhao ziye, a new classmate in our class. I believe everyone is no stranger to him. Last semester, he was a bully in class three. This semester, he will come to our class to share the joys and sorrows with you. Please applaud and welcome him"Oh! Oh

"Welcome! Welcome

There was a burst of applause and cheers. Zhao ziye stood on the podium to welcome his classmates: "you are welcome! Thank you for your support

Teacher Zhang held up the information in his hand and pointed it at the back of his head: "there's no regular pattern. Stand by for me! Dare to be late on the first day of school. And how do you dress? Don't you dress well?

Xiaoye unfastens his coat around his neck and stands on the edge of the blackboard.

"In addition to Zhao ziye, our class has a new student this semester." Mr. Zhang opened the list and looked around the classroom. He didn't find anyone for a while.

"Fang Ruixue?" He called out to the names on the list.

A man rose slowly in the back corner of the classroom.

"Come on up here. Let's get to know each other." Said the teacher with a smile.

Fang Ruixue slowly walked past, she stood on the platform, can see all the people below. There are curious, unimportant, smiling and dismissive.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Fang Ruixue." She introduced herself to dozens of completely unfamiliar faces below.