The rain is clear and the weather is particularly refreshing. Sleeping when listening to the rain has always been the tune that Liu Jingting likes, but he didn't sleep well last night because it was the registration day. My father was afraid that he would be late, so he called him once at five o'clock, once at half past five o'clock, once at half past six at half past, and the last time was seven at fifteen.

Basically, all the questions about timetables seem to be more worried about are always parents, and Liu Jingting naturally won’t complain. In that world, he once saw such an article in a chicken soup magazine, which described a young employee who had an important meeting the next day. He was afraid of being late, so after setting the alarm clock, he called his mother in his hometown and told her to call herself before six o’clock the next day and remind herself to get up.

As a result, at around 4 a.m. the next day, my mother called. The young man said to her mother a little angrily that it was still early, but her mother carefully replied that she had been waiting next to the phone booth for an hour.

Liu Jingting carried his schoolbag and pulled a suitcase, and yawned out of the room. When his mother saw her son's mental state, she had to scold her father a few words.

At the same time, he said to his son: "Your dad got up a few times last night and didn't sleep well."

However, Liu's father was in a happy mood and could not see any fatigue. He also taught his son a lesson: "Come on and let the school teacher see your mental state, and maybe you will be fired on the spot."

Liu Jingting smiled and said that his mother was still the ruling. She first followed the father's statement that his son wanted to cheer up, and then returned to his father for his son. The expulsion was a bit exaggerated.

After breakfast, the father and son set off immediately. Although Liu Jingting's royalties are now a considerable part of the family's income, Liu's father, who is used to being thrifty, insists on taking the bus with his son to transfer to a minibus.

Nearly two hours later, Liu Jingting and his father finally arrived at Yuehe No. 1 Middle School. Because Liu Jingting's high school entrance examination scores were excellent, when registering, the head teacher, Teacher Tian, ​​shook hands and talked with Dad Liu intimately. Dad Liu actually asked familiarly: "Are you Teacher Tian?"

Liu Jingting was amazed when he heard this, and thought that his father, who had always been a little noble, actually played this trick because of his future problems. Looking at the smile of Teacher Tian, ​​Liu Jingting couldn't express disgust.

Of course, under the instruction of his father, Liu Jingting greeted Teacher Tian innocence and respectfully, but he was secretly asking in his heart: "Why do you want to be so arrogant?"

The registration process goes very quickly. After paying the tuition fee, the dormitory check-in procedures were immediately completed. Yuehe No. 1 Middle School’s new campus was a water conservancy college. The conditions of the student apartment were really good. There were four-person rooms and large balcony. Liu Jingting was assigned to Room 302 on the third floor of a building, close to the dormitory court, with very good view and lighting.

...

"Hello, I'm Yu Xiaoshu."

A thin and tall boy took the initiative to say hello to Liu Jingting.

"Hello, Liu Jingting."

"Liu Jingting? Liu Jingting who wrote "Shuke and Beta"?"

Due to Liu Jingting's deliberate downplay and the cooperation of children's literature and art, the three words Liu Jingting are almost inversely proportional to the reputation of the two mice. Liu Jingting smiled and said, "I will work hard."

Yu Xiaoshu was very sunny and cheerful, and smiled and said, "This is a good name. Maybe one day you will become more famous than him."

Liu Jingting nodded in agreement.

Liu Jingting was chatting with his future roommate, while Liu Dad was carefully tidying up the tables and beds. It was not that Liu Jingting was intentionally lazy, but that he knew that at this time, his father must be doing these things with great comfort. Of course, this may also be an excuse.

Not long after, the third roommate in the dormitory also came. Simply put, the person who came was a fat man, a panting fat man. The fat man carried a large army green schoolbag and dragged a big box that was also fat. After entering the house, he chose one of the remaining two empty beds. Before he could clean it, he was about to lie down. Liu Jingting hurriedly stopped him and said, "Come on, put a few newspapers first."

The fat man was obviously very tired and even struggled to say hello. He smiled at Liu Jingting and introduced himself with difficulty: "My name is Zhao Kan, ho..."

"My name is Liu Jingting, this one is Yu Xiaoshu." Liu Jingting helped introduce Zhao Kan.

"From the future, I will take care of you. I heard that there is a guy from our dormitory who is from the Rockets class. I wonder which one it is?" Yu Xiaoshu sat aside and asked with a smile.

The so-called Rocket Class is a class composed of the top 60 people in the science scores in the middle school entrance examination. Liu Jingting’s total score has reached. If he only counts science, he will be two points short of it.

It is said that entering Yuehe No. 1 Middle School is equivalent to stepping into a university with one foot, and entering Yuehe Rocket Class is equivalent to stepping into a key university with one foot.

Of course, Liu Jingting didn't care about these things. He did not plan to study science in the future. His science was not bad in another life. To a certain extent, the bias of a person is actually destined by heaven.

"I'm from Class 3." Zhao Kan, whose physical strength has recovered, continued.

"Team 2." Liu Jingting said.

"I'm also Class 3." Yu Xiaoshu smiled at Zhao Kan, and then the three of them all fell on the empty bed.

"It seems that there is a name posted on the door." Liu Jingting suddenly remembered that when he entered the door, he saw a piece of paper on the door. He said, "He got up and looked at it." Sure enough, he saw his name and Zhao Kan and Yu Xiaoshu, and the remaining name was Sun Xinyang.

"Sun Xinyang, I know him, the top scorer in our school, will probably be in the top five in the Rockets class," Yu Xiaoshu explained.

"No wonder you know, you didn't do it on purpose, right?" Zhao Kan was actually a familiar person. He started to joke when he first met.

Yu Xiaoshu laughed and said, "That's right."

At noon, everyone went to have dinner. Liu Jingting and his father went to climb the mountain near the school. For some reason, today Liu Jingting felt that his father was a little strange. His eyes and expression seemed to have a strong feeling and even sadness towards the school. After thinking about it carefully, Liu Jingting probably guessed some reasons. According to his mother, his father's ideal high school was also Yuehe No. 1 Middle School.

When the father and son arrived at the top of the mountain, his father stood on a huge rock with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "I have two classmates in this school," he smiled bitterly, "But they all pretended not to know that I would bring you to sign up today. In fact, your Uncle Xu told them."

Liu Jingting suddenly realized that it was a cliché story, where rich relatives avoided poor relatives.

"When I was in high school, they were all my followers." Dad Liu looked into the distance and sighed with emotion.

Liu Jingting said: "Teacher is a very glorious profession, but I don't think you are worse than them, Dad."

Dad Liu ignored his son's consolation and looked at the scenery at the foot of the mountain for a while. He originally wanted to say a few meaningful words to match the current scene, just like "The Lion King". But then he thought about it and thought that his son now was afraid that he knew all the truth. After thinking for a long time, he simply said: "Read well, you can be happier when you stand here in three years."

...

When he returned to the dormitory, Liu Jingting saw that the remaining empty bed had been occupied. A simple-dressed young man and a slightly white boy who was actually very dark and simple. Although both of them looked a little dark, the sorrow on their faces could still be seen clearly.

Before entering the house, Liu Jingting vaguely heard words like "30,000, 20,000". Looking at the atmosphere, they naturally could not be talking about mahjong.

Dad Liu took the initiative to come forward to hand the cigarette to the parent. The parent quickly got up and took the cigarette, and then chatted with Dad Liu. Liu Jingting asked the boy with a smile, "Liu Jingting, you are Sun Xinyang from Class 1, right?"

Sun Xinyang smiled a little and nodded. Maybe he had read too much, so he was a little restrained when communicating with strangers.

Liu Jingting took out two apples from his schoolbag and put them on Sun Xinyang's table without objection. Sun Xinyang did not deliberately refuse and smiled at Liu Jingting honestly.

There is no reason why Liu Jingting has an inexplicable awe and affection for such a loyal and simple person. After entering the house, he could see that the other party encountered any difficult difficulties, which were mostly related to money. However, logic is, if his grades can be ranked among the top five in the Rockets class and the tuition fees for books can be completely exempted, then what is he worried about?

...

At 2:00 pm, the admission ceremony for freshmen was all in the form of a formality. One of them announced the list of scholarships. Liu Jingting indeed heard Sun Xinyang's name and ranked first prize. The three-year tuition fee was exempted, and there was another 3,000 yuan bonus.

Liu Jingting won the third prize and was exempted from one year's tuition.

After the entrance ceremony, there were class meetings of each class, which were nothing more than self-introduction and elections for class cadres. Liu Jingting was appointed as an English class representative because of his high English score in the middle school entrance examination. An unexpected situation was that at the end of the class meeting, someone sent a note from where he wrote: "In less than a semester, I will grab the English class representative back."

Liu Jingting thought it was very funny and thought to himself: "Don't be so violent. As long as you agree to the class teacher and give it to you every minute, I really didn't treat the class representative as a cadre."

At the 302 bedroom bed meeting at the evening, everyone got to know each other more deeply, such as where they are from, what do they like to do, etc. At the same time, Liu Jingting opened his hand and opened a new document, named the "Biographies of the White-Haired Witch".

[A sword comes from the west, thousands of arches are arranged, and the demon shadows are scattered: I ask that the mirror is not a platform, Bodhi is not a tree, and the realm arises from the heart, can we get a clear distinction?

Is it a demon or not? Is it a demon? I have to wait for future generations to comment on the world! Let’s clean up, talk about the children and talk about their children, and talk about their leisure time first.

The wind and thunder are solemn, and they are charming with frost. They sigh that the beauty is so old that she has not grown old. She promises for a hundred years and will never let down her heart. She planted flowers shortly, accompanied by long poems and wine, and remembered her every year. On the Tianshan Mountains, she watched the dragon and snake pens walk, and ink splashed on the South Sea.]
Chapter completed!