i was my mistake

"...Is your kid's brain flooded?"

"what……?"

……

17. School day

September [-]st, the opening day of school as scheduled.

The sun was hanging high, with few clouds in sight.

But once entering the scope of the factory area, the blue sky will also become gray.

It may not feel very big when you live here, but you can feel obvious changes when you come from the main city.

Wan Qing covered her mouth and coughed twice, then jumped off the back seat of Ye Chen's bicycle.

It was bumpy all the way, and sitting in the back was not so pleasant.

"My ass is fucking about to shatter..." Wan Qing patted the dust off her school pants, and rolled up her wide sleeves a little.

This is the most traditional Chinese school uniform. The current high school set has blue stripes on a white background. Compared with the red stripes on a yellow background in the second grade, it looks much better. That set is generally nicknamed by the students of Yinjiang High School. Color matching for tomato scrambled eggs.

The school uniform is not tailor-made, there are only a few sizes that come and go, and Wan Qing has a petite figure, so even the smallest school uniform she wears still looks a bit too big.

It was neither too early nor too late, and the black-painted iron gate was wide open. The security guard moved a chair and sat at the door, looking cheerfully at the flowers and the future of the motherland.

The vigor of the students seemed to make him a lot younger.

The car shed is right next to the school gate, and Ye Chen stopped here pushing the car, and couldn't help but look outside the school a few times: "It feels so deserted."

"Is it okay? Aren't there a lot of people coming and going here?" Wan Qing put her hands in her pockets and smiled lazily, "After all, there are no freshmen in high school anymore, it seems normal that there will be fewer people. "

"Oh... let's go."

"Why, like a girl, you're still sentimental?" She joked and laughed, "Let's go, let's be content, at least it's not just high school seniors."

"Which floor is our classroom on?"

Ye Chen may not be able to remember it when school just started, but Wan Qing remembers it clearly.

Even the memory of going to high school is very far away for her.

"On the fourth floor, go up the stairs to the outermost classroom."

"Grade Three, Class Five..."

"Actually, not all of them are poor students, and some of them are serious, but the subjects they are good at are no worse than the top ones in the class. If you find a way to make friends with everyone, you can still learn from each other."

"I'm more concerned about whether there are many acquaintances in the third year of high school."

"Don't worry about that. The friends we make are a bunch of unlearned and incompetent friends. They are basically in Class Five, so don't worry about being separated."

"...When you say that, I don't know whether I should be happy or sad." Ye Chen smiled and scratched his cheek, "But I believe that we will succeed, and our destiny is in our own hands. This time, We're going to change it!"

"I hope you can always study with this mentality." Wan Qing's confidence is not as strong as Ye Chen's, "I hope we can succeed, at least go to a junior college."

"This is only the first day, show some confidence!"

"Oh." The answer was very flat, but the pace did not slow down.

The small teaching building has only one staircase up and down. If there are too many people, the place will be overcrowded like a traffic jam.

Even if there are no freshmen this year, there are always people going up and down the stairwell, and you can always hear loud shouts.

It does give people the illusion that this school is still lively.

On the fourth floor, No. [-], Class No. [-] and Class No. [-] of Senior High are hung on the glass of the door frame.

If class [-] and class [-] are the best classes in science and liberal arts in the school, then class [-] and class [-] are the middle class.

As for class five...

That's the end of the school.

Basically, it is the kind of class whose average grades are not as good as the science class, and the science class is not as good as the liberal arts class.

——Although it is theoretically a science class, but it is the feeling of choosing one of the subjects with [-] and [-] points... which is relatively better, and then insisting that this is the feeling that you are good at the subject.

Just as he was about to enter the classroom, another girl walked up to him. It was the girl Ye Chen and Wan Qing saw yesterday when they were going out for a stroll.

She lived just opposite the door of the two of them, and she only walked two or three steps.

Seeing them, she also seemed a little surprised, and the smile on her face became more relaxed: "You are..."

"Oh, that, we're in Class Five." Ye Chen coughed awkwardly, especially when he said 'Class Five', his voice suddenly became much softer.

"Hello." Wan Qing was calm, pretending it was the first time she met her, "I didn't expect that we were classmates at the same school."

"I thought people wouldn't live that far away." When she smiled, she revealed two lovely canine teeth and a pair of deep dimples.

Although she is a good student among the top three in academic performance, she is not serious, and she will not always look like she is in a hurry.

She even stops to say hello to strangers, with a bit of liveliness and cheerfulness in her words.

She pushed back the headband further, revealing a large smooth forehead, and a pair of bright almond eyes blinked: "Then you two... live together?"

"Cough!" Ye Chen rubbed his nose and looked at Wan Qing as if looking for a backbone.

"I'm his sister."

"Oh, that's it! Twins? I think my sister is very beautiful!"

"Cousins."

"So that's it. How are you? It happens that we both live in the same apartment, and it's just across the street. How about we go back together later?" "I always feel that you look very friendly."

Ye Chen glanced suspiciously at Wan Qing, but didn't see any kindness from that small face that was always rigid.

"We came here by bicycle." Wan Qing nodded lightly, neither agreeing nor refusing.

"It's just right, I ride a bike too! It's boring to ride a bike to and from school alone." Her eyes began to shine, "Then it's settled? Remember to wait for me when school is over—if you If the class is not over, I will wait for you."

"...OK." Wan Qing was silent for half a second before she nodded slightly.

Although the other party is also a girl, Ye Chen's mood at this time is a bit strange, as if his favorite food is going to be split in half by someone he doesn't know well.

"Okay~ That's right." She suddenly seemed to remember something, took out something from her pocket, then grabbed Wan Qing's wrist as if she was very familiar, and put something in her palm.

It was a mint candy wrapped in plastic wrap.

"Okay! In this way, from today onwards, we are friends."

"Oh..." Wan Qing was a little dazed, but the latter didn't stop there, just showed her a cute smile again, and walked back quickly.

Then she turned around suddenly, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Right, I forgot to say my name, my name is Zhao Jinyu, how about you?"

"Wan Qing, his name is Ye Chen."

"Okay, see you later!"

This time she didn't look back, she just took cheerful and light steps all the way, obviously she was a nervous third year in high school, but she looked so relaxed.

Some people are anxious even if their grades are good.

Only optimistic and naive people can be like her.

Ye Chen quietly pushed Wan Qing who was staring at the corridor in a daze: "Wan Qing, you don't like her, do you?"

"What criticism are you talking about?"

"Be more civilized..." He lowered his voice again, "Why didn't you chase after me back then?"

Wan Qing gave him a cold sideways glance: "I've discovered that you have a lustful heart but no courage, but when you talk about other people's affairs, you look like a master of love—you can fall in love by yourself some other day." Say it again, okay?"

"Oh, why didn't you try it back then, maybe you wouldn't commit suicide by jumping off the building if you tried."

"Don't think about unnecessary things." Wan Qing patted his forehead lightly, "Go into the classroom!"

"Oh, you're too harsh, aren't you?"

"Pretentious." Wan Qing suppressed a smile, "There are quite a lot of seats, choose a seat you like."

"Cut, anyway, when the class teacher comes, we still have to adjust the seat." Ye Chen pouted, and followed Wan Qing to sit down by the window, "Why are you sitting inside?"

"I like to be closer to the windows, do you have a problem?"

"rock-paper-scissors?"

"...While playing, let me be quiet for a while, I want to think about things."

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Chen asked enthusiastically.

"How can we obtain the friendship of valuable people, so as to obtain what we want."

"...Can you stop making friends like a careerist?" Ye Chen lay down on the table, "Besides, even if you don't need others to teach you, can't you rely on your own efforts?"

"It's too simple for you."

"Oh, it feels like you're always overcomplicating things."

"Things are so complicated, it's your simple mind."

"Cut." Ye Chen held his cheeks, turned his head to the other side, and looked around the classroom.

The latest time to arrive at school is [-]:[-], but now there are less than ten people sitting in the classroom.

Everyone was sitting scattered around the classroom, and there was no communication with each other.

Although Ye Chen saw his former classmates, but because he didn't know them well, he didn't say hello abruptly.

Although this was the worst class, it was extremely quiet at the moment. On the contrary, the noisy voices of the class at the back echoed in the entire teaching building one after another.

"Hmm..." A male teacher with half-white hair walked into the classroom, Ye Chen didn't recognize him, but when Wan Qing saw him, time slowed down.

Although his hair is half gray, he is actually only 40 years old.

Originally, he was not a teacher, but a senior skilled worker in a factory. Later, he went to a technical school to be a teacher, and later he taught himself English, and came here to become an English teacher.

He seemed very easy-going, but he was extremely strict on important matters, and he called her who was still Ye Chen to the office countless times.

The most memorable is the last time.

There are only two months left for the college entrance examination, and instead of urging her to study hard, he cheerfully invited her to drink a bottle of soda, and said the first and last sentence when he went to his office:

"Children, there is still a long way to go in life. There are always times when you regret because of failure. Contrary to those famous sayings that encourage people, many people almost only have failure in their lives. If the success you want is delayed, then Take each day of your life as your own success."

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18. New class

Just as the bell was about to ring at [-]:[-], and the big iron gate was slowly closed by the security guard, another large group of students arrived late.

On the first day of school, perhaps many people have not recovered from the joy of the holiday.

The gray-haired head teacher sat quietly in front of the podium, smiling amiably, and did not make any criticisms to the students who got stuck in school, but just quietly watched everyone find their seats and then stood up , tapped the blackboard lightly.

"On the first day of school, everyone is a little loose. Hehe, I can understand. I hope that I can arrive at school a little earlier in the future, even if I read a little earlier." He said, opening a brand new box of chalk with one hand, I took out one from the inside, and then I broke it into two pieces very skillfully, pinched the shorter section, and wrote neatly on the blackboard, "I am your English teacher, don't be ashamed just because we are a science class." I think it is not important, in fact it is the most able to widen the score gap, and compared to other knowledge you are learning now, it is also more practical..."

Perhaps it was because he looked more easy-going, so the students in the audience were whispering all the time, and the two boys sitting at the end even waved their arms to each other to fight.

He didn't even frown, and still smiled slightly and pointed to his name on the blackboard.

It's a full name, not just a surname.

"Besides, I'm also your class teacher, Guang Qiutang, you can call me Teacher Guang." He patted the blackboard a little harder, "Next, we need to rearrange the seats—the two sitting at the back of the classroom A boy, yes, just the two of you who are fighting, sit in front of the podium, on the left and right sides."

"what--"

"Don't be reluctant, this is a good place to study hard." He instantly became serious, with a majesty that cannot be refuted.

After the two boys obediently moved the table and chairs over, the easy-going smile appeared on their faces again.

Students who met him for the first time thought he was a capricious person.

It is worse than the kind of teacher who has always been fierce.

"The girl sitting by the window, the prettiest one."

Following the head teacher's gaze, several girls in this large group lowered their heads subconsciously. When they found that the people beside them were looking back, they hurriedly looked back.