Chapter 11

Textile Middle School, as a relatively key school in the county, has a slightly strict school style. The security guard at the gate is also a supervisor, scanning whether the students' mental outlook is qualified, and occasionally the dean of students will come to keep a watchful eye.

Zhai Da, as a raw-skin reborn person, had no problems with his styling. He had a simple short hair and no strange decorations that he thought were individual, so he passed safely.

Walking two steps inside, Zhai Da couldn't help but re-examine his alma mater.

Textile Middle School has three buildings in total, a concave-shaped teaching building, a mahjong-shaped experimental building, and a six-story dormitory building.

Because the dormitory is limited, living on campus needs to be applied for additionally, and it will be preferentially allocated to students who are admitted from the township and village levels. Local students like Zhai Da basically don't live on campus, and they don't want to.

Another unique thing is that the toilet is not in the teaching building, but in a bungalow by the playground. There are more than 20 pits and more than ten meters of urinal in the men's toilet.

Parentheses, twenty pits share a water tank in a long snake formation, the sides are not defended, and it takes considerable courage to open big inside.

Zhai Da was disgusted for a week by Wu Yue's sentence "Brother, did you eat enoki mushrooms last night?" back then.

And the whole toilet is smelly all year round, and the urine stone is almost formed into stalactites.

The conditions are so difficult that Zhai Da remembers it vividly. He forgot what his classroom looked like, but he couldn't forget the men's toilet.

As for the women's toilet, he wasn't that familiar, and forgot it all.

On the playground, everything familiar made Zhai Da walk slower and slower.

Sometimes memory is a picture, sometimes memory is just an emotion.

Because it was close to class, many people accelerated their pace, coming from behind him and going in front of him.

The shadow of the experimental building divided the campus into two parts, light and dark. Teenagers ran past one by one, as if passing through a wall of time, painted with bright and clear paint.

Zhai Da smiled, and also joined the army of teenagers.

He didn't know what he was laughing at.

But he couldn't laugh soon.

"Is that the boy who fainted from confession?"

"Class 38."

"I originally said Lin Shuyao was a bit too much, but seeing the real person today, I don't think it's strange to refuse..."

"How could Lin Shuyao look at someone like this? Wang Feng of the basketball team confessed and didn't accept it..."

Zhai Da is actually not ugly, just has the appearance of an ordinary boy, 177cm is considered okay in the north of the bulk province, and he is slightly fat.

Mainly because their PE teacher has been bedridden since the second year of high school, and he has no sports hobbies, so there is a little meat on his stomach, but it can't be seen when wearing a school uniform.

It's just that such an ordinary boy, compared with Lin Shuyao, who is high-profile and dazzling in school, was forcibly classified as "not very good."

Several girls gathered at the corner of the corridor, whispering while aiming at Zhai Da from time to time, without avoiding people at all.

Generally speaking, little girls are not particularly bold.

But when there is a group of little girls... they really dare to do anything.

However, Zhai Da was not silent. Until the rumors fermented into strange shapes, and finally even evolved into the "real student" of the school ecosystem downward and even school bullying.

He is a "fake uncle."

So he walked over directly.

Several girls were obviously shocked. They have been whispering for so many years, and they haven't seen anyone walk over directly... The voice is getting smaller and smaller.

Zhai Da smiled kindly: "Seems to be chatting about me? Why not chat together?"

Several girls were stunned for a moment, and immediately lowered their heads and slipped away. A girl with acne all over her face blushed.

Until the girls disappeared completely, Zhai Da walked towards his class.

Class 8 of the third year of high school, an ordinary class that is plain, but because of some boring reasons, it was given a nickname "Class 38."

Really boring.

Walking into the classroom, there were many eyes secretly looking at him, mostly girls. Zhai Da scanned the circle and quickly found his position, to the left of Wu Yue, across the aisle.

It was inferred from the QQ contact with the other party yesterday.

Walking closer, sure enough, there were books with his name in the desk belly.

Back row by the window, the hometown of the king.

It is said that many big guys walked out of this geomantic treasure land.

At this time, the classmates were busy with their own things, copying homework, asking questions, making up for sleep, eating breakfast, and temporarily no one paid attention to "star Zhai Da."

Zhai Da simply sat in his seat and observed secretly.

He originally thought that he would not recognize everyone here.

But when those specific people, things, and objects appeared in their former appearance, even the most distant memories would churn up waves.

So in the final analysis, forgetting is because of no longer meeting.

Zhai Da pretended to be organizing the desk, but actually was silently reviewing his high school interpersonal relationships and recognizing people.

For example, Lin Shuyao, sitting in the third row in front, her grades have always been good, at least in this county high school, she can fight, and she remembers that she was admitted to a second-tier university.

Being surrounded by so many pursuers, and being able to maintain a level above the standard...

Actually, she is a girl with a good brain.

Zhai Da's deskmate is Yang Fan, the transparent person in the class, poor grades, not handsome, no friends, no face, no characteristics, three-no person, in the lower-middle level of the class ecosystem.

Further to the right is Wu Yue. In Zhai Da's impression, this guy gave up learning long ago. The plan is to help at home after graduation. His father opened a small restaurant, until the family was demolished, and he completely let himself go.

The young man has a future, read more books, watch less legs, life is smooth and smooth.

There are also many with vivid impressions, such as a particularly huge figure in the back row, a full 1.95 meters, and very fat and strong, it seems to be called Fan Junwei. If Wu Yue is fat in the conventional sense, this one can only be called "Little Giant." He sleeps on the table without learning every day, and he is a bit sloppy, with a strange smell on his body.

Not pleasing, but this body shape is also not to be provoked. Behind his back, he was given a nickname called "Meat Mountain." He didn't know until later that it was a BOSS in a game, equivalent to a big dragon.

Roughly recalling the situation in the class, especially listening to their conversation, he could get many people's names, and Zhai Da gradually sorted out the situation in his class.

From the current point of view, he just needs to play the role of a "high school student." If there is any behavior that is not reasonable.

That is also Lin Shuyao's fault.

He suddenly felt that this girl was also a bit useful...

In addition, he found that when he looked around, Lin Shuyao was observing him intentionally or unintentionally.

Whenever Zhai Da's gaze swept over, Lin Shuyao subconsciously adjusted her angle and movements, appearing quiet and playful.

She is a white moonlight template, and after wearing a school uniform, she is actually more in line with the teenage aesthetic than usual.

Yesterday and the day before, the hairstyle style was biased towards "non-mainstream," and today she honestly tied a ponytail, which was much more well-behaved, but it was a plus item.

It's just that in Zhai Da's eyes, every movement revealed deliberation, one second and eight movements, she could go to Taobao to be a model.

It's hard to say what the motivation is, but it's definitely not a good fart.

In the rest of the day, Zhai Da was trying his best to play the role of a "high school student," re-embedding himself into the "new" environment.

Occasionally during class breaks, some people would come to chat with him, asking about the "confession" thing in words, but Zhai Da held the attitude of "explaining but not entangled," and his expression was too indifferent, which made these people very disappointed.

They actually just wanted to see Zhai Da embarrassed, and wanted to wait for Zhai Da to bow his head and not speak, and then make a loud "Oh~~."

The protagonist is so calm, they even began to doubt the authenticity of the rumors that swept the school.

This doesn't look like someone who was rejected for confession... By contrast, Lin Shuyao is a bit pretentious and unnatural today.

What's wrong with these two people?

In addition, several well-informed girls vaguely heard a few boys say Zhai Da was "hanging and exploding" this morning.

What's going on? Didn't they say he just fainted? How could he be so badly hurt?