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Listening to the lectures above, Wang Yan flipped through the textbook.

These things, even if his mental memory improves, he can remember many things in high school.

But there's no point in remembering it, he has to know how to do it.

But these are minor problems. With his learning ability, in two years, he might still be able to go to Huaqing University or Beijing University.

The trio over there were discussing the two new arrivals.

Hey, hey, what do you think of that girl? Zhao Ye poked at the other two people.

Chen Xun didn't mean it: It's not very good.

Qiao Ran seemed to be listening to the lecture carefully and not paying attention, so he casually replied: It's not bad.

Zhao Ye didn't give up and continued to ask: What about the boy?

This question got to the point, and the two of them said in unison: Silly.

Yeah, I think so. He doesn't fit in with others at first glance. Zhao Ye nodded in agreement.

You three, shut your mouths. Teacher Hou had been listening to their humming chatter for a long time, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

The three of them stopped talking angrily.

Lin Jiamo on the side looked at them and gloated about their misfortune, and was having a lot of fun.

Lin Jiamo, you said they didn't say anything about you, right? What's so funny?

This time it was the trio's turn to laugh, their shoulders shrugging, they were holding back a lot.

Lin Jiamo gritted her teeth angrily.

Wang Yan smiled knowingly when he saw this scene. The happiness of student days is so simple.

Unfortunately, when Zhao Ye turned around and winked at Lin Jiamo, he saw Wang Yan smiling, but in his eyes, this kind of smile was ridicule.

He felt that he was being provoked, and as if to demonstrate, he waved his fist at Wang Yan, and looked like I am very fierce and want you to look good.

Wang Yan didn't say anything, he just narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Ye with a serious gaze.

When their eyes met, Zhao Ye felt like he was electrocuted, his heart palpitated, and he quickly turned his head away.

But as soon as he turned his head, he felt that this was showing cowardice, and he didn't accept it.

Looking back again, Wang Yan was looking at him. He was reading a book.

Looking at the figure who was reading a book seriously, Zhao Ye just felt that this kid was a little special, but he couldn't tell what was special. I rubbed my eyes, and when I looked again, I felt ordinary and unremarkable. Zhao Ye didn't think too much, just thought he was dazzled and didn't take it seriously.

Wang Yan and Fang Hui are both new here. Although they make friends quickly at this age, it still takes some time to get to know each other.

Wang Yan didn't look for trouble to show off, so the day passed peacefully.

After school, I followed the address given by the system and found it.

It's not far from this experimental middle school, just two streets away.

Along the way, Wang Yan looked around curiously.

This is not the capital city that will be twenty years later with row upon row of high-rise buildings and bustling traffic and neon lights.

There are not many cars on the road, more are bicycles, and the elder brothers and uncles who ride the sacred cows on the street are playing Beijing movies and chatting with the guests about the mountains.

The streets are also full of handsome men and beauties who are at the forefront of fashion and dressed in fancy clothes.

There was a vegetable seller passing by. Wang Yan bought some and went back to cook later.

Just watching all the way, we quickly arrived at the place.

This is an old six-story building located on the Second Ring Road. Considering its location, it will have to be demolished in a few years.

He climbed all the way to the top floor, took out the key from the space, and opened the door.

The houses built in the previous era were not big, and his house was only sixty square meters.

Looking around, I saw that the house was clean, tidy and simply furnished.

Wang Yan washed his hands and then started making dinner.

After a while, I fried two vegetables and finished all the steamed buns.

He subconsciously searched for a cigarette on his body, only to realize that he didn't have that in the clothes he was wearing.

Shaking his head, he put away the dishes and went downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes. Climbing up the stairs to the top of the building, facing the evening wind, Wang Yan smoked a lonely cigarette.

In the next month, Wang Yan attended classes every day and went to Zhongguancun on weekends to practice sewing, earning his first pot of gold.

Sometimes I would go to the previous welfare home, but he was not very capable now and couldn't help much. I just went to talk to the old people there and play with the children.

After contacting each other, everyone knew that the two newcomers were not very talkative, could not play with them, and were not gregarious.

I'm not saying they are rejecting each other. Anyway, everyone is getting along well with each other.

It's just that the trio studied Fang Hui when they had nothing to do. They were more curious about this girl.

During the National Day holiday, Wang Yan followed the people from the welfare home to watch the military parade. It was the first time in his life that he had seen it with his own eyes instead of watching it live on television. Although Wang Yan already had a normal mind, looking at the rows of impressive disciple soldiers passing by made him feel excited.

After the holidays, students who had not had enough fun had to return to school.

After the first class, Chen Xun walked to the front and patted the table, attracting the attention of a group of students below: Be quiet, be quiet.

Wang Yan knew what was going on and informed him before the holiday. After he came back, he would study in the evening until nine o'clock.

Sure enough, Chen Xun saw everyone quiet down and said, Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.

Do we really have to study late until nine o'clock today?

A group of people below were all loudly supporting and echoing.

Chen Xun continued: So we have to resist. Their way of suppressing our freedom is unacceptable, so I propose that the whole class jointly submit a letter to cancel the evening self-study.

Oh the people below cheered.

Calm down, students, this is not a class struggle. We are voting in a more democratic way. If you agree with my proposal, please raise your hands.

People down there, look at me, I see you finally raised your hands.

Except for Fang Hui in the front and Wang Yan in the back.

Seeing that Fang Hui didn't raise her hand, someone next to her pushed her: Why don't you raise your hand? Hurry up.

The eyes of everyone around were focused on Fang Hui. Most people couldn't bear this kind of pressure, so they raised their hands hesitantly.

At this time, Zhao Ye, who was happily there, saw that Wang Yan behind him was motionless and shouted: Hey, why don't you raise your hand?

Chen Xun, Qiao Ran, Fang Hui, Lin Jiamo, including everyone in the class, all looked at Wang Yan who was sitting there.

After glancing at the students in the class, Wang Yan said: Isn't it democracy? I abstain. You can do your own thing and leave me alone.

Chen Xun stared at Wang Yan, thought for a moment and said, Okay, then we won't care about Wang Yan.

Zhao Ye was aggrieved over there, but Chen Xun spoke, so he didn't say much.

Fang Hui saw all this, and to be honest, she envied Wang Yan's courage.

Everyone began to sign on a large piece of paper lively, as if they were participating in a major event with a historical mission, as if they were going to fire the first shot for the cause of the students of the Experimental Middle School.

Chen Xun put his signature full of names on the blackboard in the classroom.

The dean of students, Ma Jianjun, came to teach everyone and saw a large piece of paper with names written on the blackboard.

He tore it off and threw it on the desk.

Who did this? Who could do this?

Chen Xun stood up impatiently: Me.

You are like this, how can you still be the monitor? If you don't want to study, then go home.

I want to learn.

Want to study without being honest? I have seen so many students but I have never seen you like this.

Chen Xun raised his head and said, Director, I have a question, how to write the character human?

After saying that, regardless of Director Ma's reaction, he walked directly to the podium and picked up the chalk.

I write about a person in one stroke and one stroke.

If you don't understand, I'll explain it to you.

Director Ma looked at him without speaking.

The human character is tilted up and down, supported on the left and right, standing upright. The left side is freedom, and the other side is independence. You have deprived us of our freedom and denied our independence. Director, if we can't even be human beings, how can we be students?

you give me..

I have a question. Before Director Ma could finish speaking, Wang Yan raised his hand.

Say. Director Ma said angrily. I would like to ask Chen Xun, what do you mean by freedom and independence?

Chen Xun didn't expect Wang Yan to target him, so he was a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, he started to drop his book bag with Wang Yan, talking about the truth about freedom and independence that he didn't know where to read.

Finally, he said: Then today's matter is what I mean by freedom and independence.

Then let me ask you, if you don't want to go to evening self-study and tell your parents, just ask for leave, or run away if it doesn't work. Why do you do this? Why do you want to drag everyone along with you?

If you are really who you say, why don't you stand outside and shout with a loudspeaker, tell thousands of people in three grades about your purpose, confront the school leaders face to face, and express your demands, isn't it more Is it effective? Doesn’t it better demonstrate your freedom and independence?”

I won't tell you whether your freedom and independence are right or wrong. Have you ever thought about them? Wang Yan pointed to the other students.

From what I can see, at least Fang Hui doesn't want your freedom and independence, and neither do I.

Following Wang Yan's words, some of the students' eyes looked a bit wrong. It was obvious that they didn't really think so.

Don't say that I am overgeneralizing. Wang Yan pointed at a few people with wrong expressions.

Chen Xun was puzzled when he saw the people Wang Yan pointed to. He remembered that there were a few who made a lot of noise.

Chen Xun was unconvinced, but he couldn't refute it. His purpose was not pure. Staring directly at Wang Yan, he remembered.

Director Ma took control of the situation and said, Okay, shut up.

Chen Xun, go and write me a 5,000-word review. With that, Director Ma pointed to the door.

Chen Xun left in despair.

Okay, let's go to class.

Afterwards, Director Ma started to lecture non-stop.

Qiao Ran was thinking about Wang Yan's words, because he thought it made sense and he was someone who knew the truth.

Zhao Ye looked at Wang Yan fiercely. His good brother had been humiliated, so he definitely couldn't sit back and watch.

Lin Jiamo naturally stood with them. There was no way, young people always had a clear distinction between love and hate.

Fang Hui originally had a good sense of Wang Yan, but she felt that he had said what she wanted to say.

The other students were also thinking about what Wang Yan said just now, and some felt that Wang Yan was nosy. Some thought he was right, and some complained that he was an afterthought, but they all signed their names.

After class, Director Ma left.

Zhao Ye slapped the table and the chair moved making an unpleasant noise.

Fuck, what's the matter with you? Why are you the only one who has so much trouble? Zhao Ye came over and pointed at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan grabbed his hand and twisted it clockwise. The powerful force made Zhao Ye unable to resist at all. He immediately squatted down, turned around with his strength, and crawled on the ground with his face, his arms pressed against his back by Wang Yan.

Hiss, it hurts, it hurts. Let go. Zhao Ye couldn't struggle, and the pain was getting more and more painful. He had to speak quickly, and he felt that his arm was about to be broken.

Over there, Qiao Ran heard the noise and came over. Seeing his good brother being bullied like this, Let him go. He quickly came over and wanted to break Wang Yan's hand.

But he was not as strong as Wang Yan. He just pulled, pushed, and twisted, Hey, it hurts, it hurts. He and Zhao Ye pouted together.

Wang Yan knew that he would not really hurt them. He leaned slightly on the chair and came to Zhao Ye's side: What did you just say?

I said... Oops... Hiss... Just as Zhao Ye was about to speak, Wang Yan immediately increased his intensity.

What did you say?

I didn't say anything, I just said everything.

Well, children can be taught. After saying that, Wang Yan let go of the two of them.

Zhao Ye and Qiao Ran stood up and quickly rubbed their shoulders. It hurt so much.

You... Zhao Ye wanted to say harsh words, but Qiao Ran knew the current situation and saw that Wang Yan was about to get up, so he quickly pulled him away.

He had felt the strength of his hand before and didn't want to experience it again.

Seeing the two people leaving, Wang Yan glanced at the surrounding students who were watching the excitement, and they quickly dispersed.

He has offended all three bullies in this class, they are so cruel.

Zhao Ye and Qiao Ran came outside to find Chen Xun who was playing basketball. Zhao Ye said, Fuck, that kid is really nothing. This guy is so strong, it hurts me to death.

What's wrong? He hit you?

No fight, just... Zhao Ye told what happened just now.

After hearing what he said, Chen Xun said: We can't just let this matter go.

Qiao Ran said: I think what he said makes sense, Chen Xun.

Of course Chen Xun knew what Wang Yan said made sense, but so what if it made sense?

Qiao Ran, whose side are you on? He just did that to you two, and you still speak for him?

Isn't that Zhao Ye looking for trouble first?

Zhao Ye was wronged: I am helping Chen seek justice.

Come on, don't talk about it. We can wait two days to discuss the kid's matter. There is no way to start at school. The top priority is tonight's game.

After saying that, Chen Xun pondered for a moment: Yes, I have a solution. I guarantee that I can watch the game tonight.

Zhao Ye cheered and asked, What can we do?

Chen Xun raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly: Come here.

The trio whispered.

Returning to class, Chen Xun snorted when he saw Wang Yan at the back. He was so annoying. First remember, he is good-looking.

In the evening, self-study.

Chen Xun greeted the other two people, and when he saw Wang Yan looking at him, he glared in warning, and then sneaked out.

After a while, the lights in the classroom suddenly went out.

The male classmate was a little better, just stunned for a moment. Some female classmates were about to die and screamed ah like they were killing pigs.

At this time, there were sounds of people running and cheering in the corridor: Go home, hahaha.

When they heard the noise, they quickly followed the action and ran out like a swarm of swarms.

I am afraid that the light will suddenly turn on again, and I will have to continue my self-study.

There are still some people in the class, and this situation also happens. The teacher will be here soon.

They are also waiting for news to see what the teacher says.

Wang Yan sat there quietly, staring at the moonlight outside in the darkness.

In the darkness, Wang Yan felt someone was looking at him, and turned his head to look at the location where he felt it.

The classroom was extremely dark and it was difficult to see who was there. But he knew that Fang Hui was sitting there.

Fang Hui just went out to use the toilet. When she came back, there was a sudden power outage and she bumped into the trio.

When she came back, she was waiting for the teacher's announcement. She walked in silently and saw Wang Yan in the last row, covered in moonlight.

The teachers over there noticed that the lights were out and hurried over to comfort the students.

They immediately sent someone to check the distribution box and found that the switch had been pulled.

In an instant, Director Ma locked the target.

After all, it was normal for him to have doubts about what happened during the day.

He directly dragged back the people watching the game outside.

Standing on the podium, Director Ma was furious. Is this okay?

Who did it? Huh? Who did it?

(Yesterday’s Nian Yong disappeared immediately after sleeping. Let’s write this, just write it, but I think it’s all nonsense. Then I started to think of my love back then, and unconsciously thought of her first love, and my secret love. Unrequited love, the more I write, the less energetic I become.)

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