When I first stepped into the classroom, Fu Yi couldn't tell what he was feeling.

There are strange faces in the classroom, but they are simplicity and innocence.

Their reading sound stopped the moment the boy entered the classroom. The students' expressions on their faces were different, surprised, admired and happy, but they could not see any negative emotions.

The clothes don't look very expensive, but they are clean and tidy, with a different and simple style.

The teacher on the podium was a grandfather. He had white beards and glasses. He had not much hair, but he was very kind.

After seeing the new boy at the door, the old professor quickly got off the podium and asked with a smile: "Children, are you Jing Yatou's younger brother?"

The story of Jingshu having a new brother has spread in the village, and this brother is handsome and exquisite, very likable.

Fu Yi pursed his lips and looked up at the old professor's eyes. After a few seconds, the old man's gaze still did not change. He smiled like a different kindness.

The faint vigilance in his heart completely disappeared, and Fu Yi said, "Yes."

"My name is Fu Yi."

The boy's voice was very calm.

The classmates whispered, and they buzzed like little bees.

The seats in the classroom are all single seats, and there are no connected deskmates. The seats in the front are at the end because they are full, so you can only add a seat at the back.

The old professor said: "From now on, I will become your Chinese teacher. You can call me Teacher Chen."

Fu Yi nodded and said respectfully: "Hello, Teacher Chen."

The old professor smiled and took him to his seat. Since it was early June, the final exam would be in another month. There would be a monthly exam tomorrow. The old professor paid more attention to this child who seemed to have never been to school.

I was talking much slower in class than before, so I was afraid that I wouldn't understand it.

But unexpectedly, even after asking a few questions, the boy could answer them smoothly. For a moment, he thought in his heart that it wasn’t that Jing Yatou lied to him?

This kid actually went to school?

So when the get out of class was over, the old professor walked up to Fu Yi and asked, "Child, have you really never been to school before?"

Fu Yi was taking notes. When he heard the professor's words, he put down his pen and whispered: "No, I learned knowledge by myself."

"Self-study?" The old professor put up his glasses and his eyes lit up: "Awesome child, she deserves to be Jing Yatou's younger brother. She has never been to high school since she graduated from junior high school. As a result, she got the college entrance examination questions last year, and her score was even higher than the provincial top scorer!"

"After asking, I was also self-taught. Although that girl was good at self-taught, she felt that she didn't like to go to high school in the city, so she liked to huddle in the countryside to raise pigs."

Speaking of this, Professor Chen shook his head and sighed: "Don't imitate your sister, Xiao Yi, you must get into high school, go to the city, go to the big city, see the world, and broaden your horizons."

After hearing his words, Fu Yi said nothing, just nodded and said "um".

The next class is mathematics. The teacher hasn't come yet. The students were all interested in talking to the boy when they were over. After all, the new classmate came, and everyone was full of enthusiasm. However, the new classmate seemed to be not very close to him. His handsome and delicate face was always expressionless and he didn't speak on his own initiative. This was difficult.

However, those who are interested can always find a gap. Chu Xiaosu, who was sitting next to Fu Yi, suddenly came to him two minutes before class and placed a can of fruit candy on his desk.

Fu Yi paused, turned his head and looked at the boy beside him. Chu Xiaosu had beautiful eyebrows and pretty facial features. He was a very gentle boy with a pair of glasses and slightly white skin.

"Thank you, but I don't like eating candy." Fu Yidao.

Chu Xiaosu shook his head and said, "No, this is for Sister Jing Shu."

"Jingshu?" Fu Yi frowned slightly: "What are you doing for her? Are you very familiar with her?"

Chu Xiaosu said with confidence: "Of course I'm very familiar!" After saying this, the young man suddenly felt a little unfair and muttered in a low voice: "Before you came, Jing Shu was my sister."

Chu Xiaosu's grandmother is Aunt Li. Others say that Aunt Li treats Jingshu like a granddaughter, why didn't she register her household registration at their house?

Chu Xiaosu has always been resentful of this matter. He has always wanted a sister with the same household registration book, but Jing Shu did not follow their family.

"Your sister?" Fu Yi sneered: "Dear?"

Chu Xiaosu said: "No...but I almost went on a household registration book!"

Fu Yi extracted the keywords and mocked: "It's almost done."

Chu Xiaosu: "...I will work hard!!"

"How to work hard?" Fu Yizhi was precocious and said to the child's childish speech, in his opinion, was really like a joke.

Chu Xiaosu said: "My grandma said that in the future, it will be a household registration book to marry Sister Jingshu in!"

Fu Yi: "..."

Fu Yi: "Impossible."

"Why!?" Chu Xiaosu was unhappy.

Fu Yi stood up, took the cup that Jing Shu bought for him to collect water, and said lightly: "Because the person she likes in the future will be me."

This sentence is not a lie. Maybe the first stage of Jingshu will begin soon.

As soon as I think about it, the boy feels indescribable disgust.

He would rather others hate him a little than like others who obey his words.

What's even more disgusting is that he had to rely on his own physique to get something he wanted and must.

While disgusting, I had to use it.

Chu Xiaosu's face turned red with anger, "I don't care! Anyway, Sister Jing Shu will be included in my household registration book in the future!"

After he said that, "Fruit candy is for Sister Jingshu! She always smokes. If you are really her brother, you can't let her smoke. My grandmother said, "Smoking quickly, I don't want Sister Jingshu to die so early."

Fu Yi ignored Chu Xiaosu's words.

Because it doesn't matter to him.

When I turned around and returned to my seat, the class bell rang in the second class.

Fu Yi looked at the fruit candy on the table and wanted to throw it back to Chu Xiaosu, but the moment he picked it up, he suddenly remembered the scene of the girl leaving school this morning while yawning.

She must be extremely sleepy.

The first time I got up earlier than him, I rode a motorcycle to the town to get school registration information, buy various tools and a breakfast.

One serving.

Pay a small pause.

Have you eaten Jingshu?

Before I could think too much, the math teacher had already walked in.

He could only put fruit candy into the table box.

The math teacher is also an older person, but his hair is still black and his expression is a bit serious. He is obviously a strict professor.

The mathematics class is not very meaningful, but the students take notes very seriously.

Children in the mountains are basically very hard at school, and they all have a desire to leave the mountains to see the outside world.

When the second class was over, a classmate finally came to talk to Fu Yi.

There are several girls, probably they have never seen such a beautiful boy, and they all show envious eyes.

Being watched is the norm, but it is common to be accustomed to it.

He knew that he had outstanding appearance, otherwise the laboratory would not have chosen him as a psychologically controlled experimental subject.

Girls of this age group like them relatively simple, so their physique is not effective.

The girls were a little shy when they greeted him.

The boys have also seen many of them, so there is not much trouble.

One of the girls asked: "Student Fu Yi, we have to go to evening self-study in the evening, and the get out of class will end at 10 o'clock. Are you going back alone? If you are alone, I can ask my father to send you there."

Fu Yi didn't know that it would be so late. At ten o'clock, it was completely dark. If you go back alone, if the lights are insufficient, you will easily fall and get injured.

However, Fu Yi didn't think that Jingshu would be the kind of person who was willing to come to pick him up, but he was used to it alone and didn't like two more people around him when he went home, so he said, "No need, I recognize the way and go back to myself."

Seeing that the boy was cold and seemed to be reluctant to say anything, the girls could only return to their seats helplessly.

What does it feel like if someone picks up after school? Fu Yi doesn't know, nor does he want to know.

Why should he think too much about things that he never had?

*

The morning passed quickly, much faster than at home.

The boy leaned against the window and looked slightly, and he could see the fields and layers of mountains outside the window.

Today is a bright weather, with good sunshine, blue sky and white clouds, and all the scenery is colorful.

Although this village junior high school provides lunch, students need to bring their own dishes and chopsticks.

When class ended at noon, Fu Yi realized that there were no such things in Jingshu’s preparation.

The boy sat in the seat and lost his appetite.

When the classmates who came back from the meal saw that he had not gone to the cafeteria, they asked, "Class Fu Yi, don't you eat?"

The boy shook his head, "Not hungry."

"But it's noon, aren't you really hungry?"
To be continued...