Along the way, Guangzai just lowered his head. There is no doubt that the next time he needs to find his own way, he will feel the sense of desolation that this boundless world gives people. He has also learned a lot of lessons, but he still does not look up.
? If everyone knows their mistakes and can effectively correct them, then the world will be unified in the end, and there will be no such special existence as Guangzai¡ªthis means that there are no two identical leaves in the world.
The classroom is floating in the air, that's pretty cool, Guangzai walked straight in. The seating plan is on the podium, and you only need to observe the first batch of people who come in to get this information.
Following the number, Guangzai found his location.
The tables and chairs are clean and free of dust. The drawers are not very big, so I can't hold many books. There are special lockers at the back of the classroom, where books and other things can be placed.
Guangzai opened his schoolbag¡ªthere was actually no book in it. On the top floor are his toothbrush, towels and other daily necessities, as well as his pencil case. There is a diary underneath, but he doesn't write in it often, and if he does, it must be a riddle. He also brought a few notebooks for drafts, but they were usually marked with strange content, not pure calculations.
Although Guangcheng doubted that the small drawer next to the table could hold too many things, he still decided to temporarily store his belongings here. And eventually, they were put down, and there was room to spare.
The classroom is very noisy, so Guangcheng does not regret that he did not bring an extra-curricular book. It is very difficult to read in such an impetuous atmosphere. He took out a blank sketchpad and started his homework¡ªoutlining a pair of gloves.
He thinks it's cool, and his interest in strange and complicated accessories comes from the anime he came into contact with, and also from the second year of adolescence.
Ah, yes, people like Guangzai also have strange moments.
Suddenly, the table on Guangcheng's right was pushed over by someone, and the collision between the two tables made the pen that Guangcheng had just written out of shape. Not caring so much anymore, Guangcheng quickly closed the notebook.
Seeing him looking up, a boy with his hands in his trouser pockets asked him, "From the Guang family?"
Guangcheng froze for a moment, then nodded.
Normally speaking, the average person would not say "Guang's family?" even if they were rude, they would usually ask "What is your name?" This is the first time Guangcheng didn't reflect the reasons.
There was more than one person who came to the door, the boy with the pocket was just the one in his early years. After confirming the information, he exchanged colors with the boys behind him, nodding with arrogant eyes, looking like a gangster, and he dyed his hair red.
"I haven't seen a person like you before, are you from the ground?" The little gangster looked Guangcheng up and down with frivolous eyes, "Remember, my name is Li Junying, and I will be the boss of this class from now on. You will be bullied in the future. , you can also come to me!"
Guangcheng looked at the "future boss" pointing his thumb, and nodded cautiously. But to be honest, he didn't want to deal with this group of people.
Hearing this self-introduction, Guangcheng seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked around.
The few gamers in the car were there before, although Guangcheng didn't pay attention to their looks, but he remembered the color of the clothes a little bit, and those few people were still sitting together.
I didn't find that girl. If she was there, she would be very conspicuous. After all, the long hair is hanging loose.
Li Junying did not yell like in the anime: "Hey, what are you doing when the boss is talking to you!" Instead, he bowed down and asked him in a low voice like exchanging little secrets: "What are you looking at?"
Just when he was saying this, a tall woman came in the door, with a slender figure, wearing a white spring dress with high heels, high cheekbones, and a serious face, not the age of a classmate.
There is no need to guess the identity of this person. She is holding a small stack of different books in her hand (judging from the color of the book cover and the thickness of each book), it can only be the mysterious teacher.
Now the class is still very noisy, although it has a see-through appearance, but no one cares about it.
The teacher's book was knocked on the wall, and the sound finally made all the adolescent girls and boys unable to ignore the existence here. It was also at this time that Guangcheng noticed that there was no blackboard in the classroom, only a projection screen that was put down by some naughty classmate. Under the knocking of books, it kept wandering between the original gaps.
The female teacher picked up a book that fell to the ground just now, and then began to introduce herself: "My surname is Gao, and you can call me Teacher Gao. I usually have no need for you.??, just go back to the classroom after receiving the notice, and you can go wherever you want for the rest of the time. "
Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, showing an unpredictable smile: "Of course, you know, this is the safe zone in the court. I don't care how naughty you are, you are not allowed to go to places other than 'here' .¡±
After a period of silence, sparse conversations reappeared in the classroom. Guangcheng felt uncomfortable, because he felt that he couldn't understand what Teacher Gao said, but these natives knew clearly, for example, where "here" refers to.
Under such circumstances, Teacher Gao set his sights on Guangcheng and Li Junying. As early as when Teacher Gao was picking up the book, Li Junying was no longer in the posture of "listening to the secret", but his desk has not been moved yet.
Guangcheng looked to the right, but the red-haired boy didn't do anything, and was even shaking his legs.
In fact, a few younger brothers should also be introduced, so that the sense of reality is stronger, but I am too lazy to name them. (The attitude towards books must not be judged from the name alone.) (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com