Chapter 684

On the first day of school, the school, which has been silent for a whole summer vacation, has finally recovered its former noise.

After saying goodbye to her parents with her backpack, Mu Yixuan walked towards the crowded school gate.

Their school is a separate junior high school, each grade 6 classes, junior one, junior two, junior three, a total of 18 classes, three teaching buildings connected together is the most eye-catching building of the school.

There are not many classes and students, but the school has a large area and a pleasant environment. However, she has been in school for two years, which is nothing new to Mu Yixuan.

Every year when students are promoted, the school has to redistribute them. The first thing everyone does when they come to the school is to see which class they and their friends are assigned to.

There was a crowd in front of the notice board. Mu Yixuan stood outside the crowd and glanced at the notice board.

He is tall. Although he is less than 16 years old, his height is close to 1.75 meters.

My eyesight is good. I can see the small words on the blackboard in the last row.

So he planned to stand outside and find out which class he was assigned to.

Just looked at two eyes, behind him came a cry, close to a gravity attack from behind.

Something fell on his shoulder, and the force took him two steps forward.

As soon as it stopped, a different voice came to my ear, and a force fell from my shoulder.

He calmly glanced at the people on the left and right sides, and then, with no expression on his face, pushed his hands away from his shoulders.

Wu Zhonghao and Zheng Yuchen are used to it, and they don't care.

Wu Zhonghao put his hand back on his shoulder: "first brother, which class have you been assigned to?"

"I don't know."

"Let's go, let's all go."

Wu Zhonghao and Zheng Yuchen are just like mountain bandits coming down the mountain. They bully the people who are still in front of the public notice board and push them in with Mu Yixuan's shoulders.

Their school is more strict than other schools, and they have to go to self-study in the evening. But the only humanized thing is that they don't divide classes by grades. If they are lucky, it's not difficult for them to be at the same table with Xueba.

After scanning the bulletin board of the third part of junior high school, Wu Zhonghao saw that he was in the same class with Mu Yixuan and Zheng Yuchen. He was excited and said, "brother, fate, we are all in the same class."

It's three years since the new semester of junior one to junior three.

Mu Yixuan is not in any mood, but if he can choose, he hopes Wu Zhonghao and Zheng Yuchen can stay away from him.

"Wei Ruohan is in the same class with us." Zheng Yuchen said.

"Where?" Wu Zhonghao put together the bulletin board.

Zheng Yuchen pointed to a place: "that."

Wu Zhonghao showed a tragic expression: "the last year, can't let me have a good time."

After finding out which class they were assigned to, the three turned to leave.

In the back, there is a girl wearing a white T-shirt with a big strawberry on it.

She is not tall, and her appearance is not outstanding. She belongs to the type of people who are directly buried in the crowd, but the big red strawberry in her dress is particularly eye-catching.

One second later, Mu Yixuan's eyes narrowed sharply and his mouth suddenly gave out a "tut".

Wu Zhonghao noticed his sight, followed it and glanced at the girl he was looking at.

He just wanted to ask something, Mu Yixuan's eyes were calm, and he walked away.

As soon as the three people left, the people waiting in front of the bulletin board swarmed forward.

Qiao Nianzhi has determined which class he is in. When he wants to turn around and leave, he sees Wei Ruohan running towards him from a long distance, shouting at her.

She stood in the same place, Wei Ruohan panting ran to the front, holding her arm, want to speak again, gasping.

Qiao Nianzhi patted her on the back: "is Nini OK?"

"No, it's OK." Wei Ruohan gasped evenly, straightened up and swallowed his dry throat. "By the way, which class are you assigned to?"

"Class five, we're in the same class." Qiao Nianzhi said, then took out a tissue from the bag, smoked a piece and handed it to her to wipe sweat.

Wei Ruohan took the paper and hugged her happily despite the sweat on his face: "great. I've been looking forward to it for two years, but I hope we are in the same class. You must be my deskmate."

"Good."

There are three classes on the first floor. There is a teacher's office at the end of the corridor on each floor. Class five is on the second floor. Climb up the stairs and turn left. The first one is class five.

There are some people in the class, and there are many vacant seats to choose from.

Just enter the door, Wei Ruohan see Mu Yixuan several, she immediately pull Qiao Nianzhi to the position in front of them.

"Hello, folks, Hu Hansan is back! I haven't seen you for two months. You must miss me very much, don't you

Wu Zhonghao

Zheng Yuchen

Mu Yixuan glances at Wei Ruohan, but the foothold of her vision is Qiao Nianzhi behind her.

Wei Ruohan noticed his sight, turned around and pulled Qiao Nianzhi in front of him. He introduced to the three of them: "this is my good sister Qiao Nianzhi. Although she was in the same class for the first time, I used to play with her. You should be familiar with her."

Wei Ruohan asks Qiao Nianzhi to say hello to them. Qiao Nianzhi is very slow. She really doesn't know how to open her mouth enthusiastically. After looking at each other for a long time, she just says "hello".

On the first day of school, basically no lectures, reports, books, first familiar with the learning environment.

There is also the matter of selecting class cadres.

Wei Ruohan was the first to apply for the election of monitor.

Another boy also ran for the position of monitor, and the head teacher decided to let everyone vote.

Before the vote was announced, Wu Zhonghao and Zheng Yuchen sincerely prayed to God that Wei Ruohan would never run for the position of monitor.

However, it is obvious that God did not hear their plea. Wei Ruohan won the title of monitor by one vote.

After the class cadre election campaign, Wei Ruohan became the monitor as he wished, while Qiao Nianzhi was a member of the entertainment committee, mainly responsible for the blackboard newspaper.

At the end of the first class, the head teacher left, and everyone hummed away like bees.

Qiao Nianzhi took out the water bottle from his backpack, because he was in a hurry to go out and didn't have time to fill the water. She stood up with the bottle and asked Wei Ruohan, "Xiaohan, do you want water? I'll help you by the way. "

"No, I have." Wei Ruohan said.

Joe Nianzhi said "Oh" and left his seat.

Wu Zhonghao stopped her before she started.

"Culture commission!"

Qiao Nianzhi answered subconsciously: "what's the matter?"

Wu Zhonghao handed over his cup: "thank you!"

Zheng Yuchen, sitting in the next group, also handed his water bottle: "thanks you!"

Two big water bottles, really big water bottles, the size of a small hot water kettle, blue plastic water bottles, Qiao Nianzhi reached for them.

As soon as Mu Yixuan finished class, he was lying on the table. His black and shiny hair was fluffy and soft. He wanted to be touched by people.

I don't know whether he's sleeping or not. Qiao Nianzhi thinks that it's all up and down the table. Do you want to help him to get the water, anyway, it's by the way.

Wu Zhonghao noticed her sight and immediately put an arm on Mu Yixuan. He said to her with a smile, "my elder brother only drinks mineral water at school. I don't need to help him fight."

Joe Nianzhi nodded and went out with the water bottle in his hand.

Mu Yixuan, who had been lying on the table, suddenly raised his head after Qiao Nianzhi left, raised his eyelids and glanced at Wu Zhonghao, then changed his posture to lie on the table.

Although it was a light look, Wu Zhonghao was aware of a sense of killing. He touched his nose and didn't know why.