Chapter 1

The early morning wind is slightly cool, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of osmanthus.

Ning Zhen tightens his schoolbag belt, looking at the gate of a city three in a daze. The red electronic subtitle on the right side of the door flashed by - Good morning, students, Wednesday, June 23, 201x, 07:21.

as like as two peas, it's... The third middle school three years ago. Although rebirth has been a week, Ning Zhen still feel everything around is ridiculous.

She stayed away from the left side of the gate, and the school gate was bustling with people. The students came into the campus in groups of two or three. At this time point, day students should come to school.

Ningzhen stand hidden, but the sharp eyed students still can't help looking at her several eyes.

The students are all wearing summer school uniform, the same style for men and women, V-neck blue jacket, black pants, wide and big. Ning Zhen appears out of place, she carries a bag, tied a ponytail, wearing a white cotton skirt, a pair of white ball shoes on her feet, showing her slender white legs.

Ning Zhen face also wore a light blue mask, covered most of the face, forehead Qi bangs down, only a pair of eyes exposed outside.

Many people see her, rather Zhen feel uncomfortable, looking down at his white ball shoes.

His eyes were suddenly covered, and the people behind him said: "guess who I am?"

Ning Zhen holds her wrist, tone gently soft: "Tong Jia, you don't make trouble, will be late." Tongjia grinning to let go, around to Ningzhen body, see the mask on her face, pour out a cold air: "Zhenzhen, what's the matter with you? Do you have a cold? "

Ning Zhen um a, "we go in." It's not good that she's late for school on her first day.

Tong Jia was a little worried about her: "is the cold very serious? You're a little dumb, too. How could uncle Ning agree to your coming to school? Hey, hey, anyway, you are so powerful that it doesn't matter if you come a few days later. "

Ning Zhen is not good at lying, she has passed this topic with a vague. On the way to the teaching building, Tong Jia couldn't help but be excited. All the way, he was talking: "it's great that you can come to No.3 middle school. The school you used to have is too strict. You have to study until 10:40 in the evening. It's not for people!"

"No.3 middle school can't compare with No.1 middle school, but freedom! Zhenzhen, you are in class 7. I'll tell you that there are several boys in your class who are super handsome. Hahaha, they are the beauties of our grade. It's said that several people are mixed up, smoking, fighting and puppy love. They do everything and make the teaching director so angry that they don't care about them. "

"Ah, Zhenzhen." Tong Jia suddenly came up to her ear and said, "can you take some pictures of the boys and pass them on to me? If you can't get everyone's picture, you can get Lu Zhi's picture. Last time I saw a profile photo of Lu Zhi in Dong Xuewei's mobile phone. I'm so handsome

Ningzhen knuckle pale, hear "Lu Zhi" the name of the time, breathing a stagnation. She shook her head: "I don't take my cell phone to school." So there's no way to take pictures.

Tong Jia sighed with regret: "Alas, I forgot that you are strictly controlled in No.1 middle school. You are not allowed to bring mobile phones."

Two little girls said, the teaching building arrived, Ningzhen classroom on the second floor, Tongjia on the right side of the third floor. She waves to Ning Zhen: "I come to you after class."

Tong Jia, like a little rabbit, hopped up the stairs and soon disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

Ning Zhen went to the teacher's office first. There were only two teachers in the office. One was preparing lessons, and the other got up to pick up the water. Ning Zhen shouts a report, the female teacher who prepares lessons raises her eyes and looks at her: "Ning Zhen?"

"It's me, Mr. Song." She's a bit stiff. She hasn't seen the teacher for three years. At that time, song Baoyun was very kind to her, but later she let teacher song down and never contacted her again.

Song Baoyun gave a gentle smile and looked at the mask on her face: "Xu Qian told me that you came today. Are you well?"

Xu Qian is the grade director of No.3 middle school, and also Ning Zhen's stepmother. Song Baoyun knows that this relationship is awkward, so she only mentions it lightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your concern. Just a little A cold. " Under the mask, she blushed because she was lying.

Ning Zhen looking at delicate and weak, voice is also hoarse, song Baoyun no doubt, before the child had a car accident, heard that is quite serious, can come to school so soon has been very good. She told Ning Zhen: "after class you go to the logistics there to get a school uniform, size may be a little big, really not fit to take back to change."

Song Baoyun busy preparing lessons, let Ningzhen sit on the chair beside for a while.

Eight o'clock class bell rings, Ning Zhen with song Baoyun to the classroom. Song Baoyun stood on the platform and cleared her throat: "students, be quiet. There is a new student in the class today. Please introduce yourself to her first. Welcome."

Sparse applause rings out, countless curious eyes fall on Ning Zhen.

"My name is Ning Zhen. I prefer that 'Ning', the 'Zhen' of Ye Zhen." I'm very happy to learn from you all. " Ning Zhen hoarse voice, made a standard brief self introduction, restrained his eyes not to look at the first row.

Another round of applause.In the classroom, the old fan creaks, and the girl stands on the platform in a white skirt, her eyelashes trembling uneasily.

In the middle of the first row, a boy was sleeping on the table. Two applause didn't make him look up.

Ning Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but it was different. In her previous life, when she finished her self introduction, the boy's head was raised from the bend of his arm. His long, narrow, clear eyes looked at her up and down, and clapped lazily.

There was a whisper below: "she's wearing a mask. I don't know if she looks good."

"What kind of mask do you wear when you look good? You've already shown your face. Are you stupid? "

"But her legs are so thin and white that she should have grown well."

Song Baoyun let everyone quiet, eyes swept around the classroom, and finally fell on the sleeping boy. "Lu Zhi, how long have you been in class?" he said

At the end of the classroom, Chen Dongshu poked Lin Zichuan: "brother Zhige has been playing all night again?"

Lin Zichuan gloated with a smile: "high."

"Zhige 666."

The speaking table was clapped with a roar. The people on the table moved and finally got a little reaction. They opened their eyes and stood up straight.

All eyes fell on him.

Lu Zhi frowned at the head teacher, and his eyes fell on the new students.

With one eye, he moved his eyes in a dispirited way. Ning Zhen eyes is bright, this life, is not to prove that he is not interested in her?

There is only one vacant seat in the classroom. In the penultimate row against the wall, where Ning Zhen came to sit, there is a pile of school debris around, often "surrounded by smoke" and cigarette ends. Fortunately, they changed positions within a week.

She waited quietly for song Baoyun to ask her to sit down.

Song Baoyun export words but turned a corner, looked at the eyes sleepy eyes of Lu Zhi.

"Lu Zhi, you sit in the back and don't sleep any more. Ning Zhen, you sit on his position

Sometimes the butterfly effect is so wonderful. If you change a little bit of detail, the future will not follow the established track.

Lu Zhi picks his eyebrows. Before he moves, a girl with curly hair at his desk changes her face.

Ning Zhen also has a little Leng, dull see past. She didn't want to take his place. She wanted to stay away from him.

Fortunately, Lu Zhi didn't like the "special throne" in the first row. The teacher was pressing him in the ear, and he couldn't sleep well. From time to time, spittle star son also splashed on his arm, several times he was disgusted to slam the door out.

Lu Zhi felt out the PSP game console in his desk, got up, didn't see the new classmate who "robbed" his position, and walked slowly to the back.

He wore a white shirt with three buttons undone at the collar, revealing his sexy clavicle. Handsome young, lazy ruffian temperament, attracted a lot of eyes, but don't know.

Go to the last row of the classroom, a group of friends began to coax.

"Welcome back to the organization."

"It's not easy to get rid of the bitter sea. Come to my brothers' arms and take you off."

With a few whistles.

Lu Zhi lowered his eyebrows and spat out a word: "roll."

And to Lin Zichuan: "sit in."

Lin Zichuan got up, moved his seat and asked him to sit outside. Class seven and class two joined forces smoothly.

Ning Zhen has already sat down on the original seat of Lu Zhi, and his body temperature is still left on the stool, which comes up from the buttocks and makes her uncomfortable.

"Well, now let's start. Turn to page 98 of the textbook, and then talk about example 2... "

Song Baoyun began to lecture, Ning Zhen quickly took out the mathematics textbook and water pen from the bag.

She looked down and saw that Lu Zhi's books were still in it. There were about ten new books, but they didn't seem to come out.

There's a box of cigarettes and a lighter in it. Several pink envelopes are scattered, which should be love letters that Lu Zhi hasn't had time to throw.

Ning Zhen action dun dun, the bag on his leg, began to listen carefully.

Lin Zichuan pushed the shoulder of the people around him: "on Friday, Ji Fei's birthday, will you go?"

Lu Zhi played the game all night. His head swelled and hurt. He buried his head in his arms and said, "I won't go."

Lin Zichuan is in a bit of a dilemma. He agrees to Ji Fei and shouts Lu Zhi over on Friday night. Lu Zhi's indifference to this picture is obviously not interested at all.

Oh, fidgety.

When the bell rings after class, the classroom becomes lively. Lu Zhi sleeps, but he doesn't fall asleep at all.

He bent up his index finger and rubbed the temple with his knuckles. Subconsciously touched the desk, did not touch the cigarette.

He then remembered that he and a girl had changed positions. He didn't take anything except the mobile phone in his pocket and the PSP on the desk.

Lu Zhi raised his head, pure black eyes, deep crystal bright, fell on the thin girl in the first row.