Lotus Market, Hao Jun has never liked the name of this ordinary coastal town, which is not vulgar but not elegant. If he was a newcomer, he would probably not have the patience to deliberately remember her. However, Hao Jun is a native of Lotus Market. No matter where he will go in the future, the imprint engraved on his body is always lotus. This is destined by fate and cannot be changed.

At this moment, when he came out of the principal's office, facing the rising sun that gradually began to release his light from afar, he felt a faint excitement and joy in his heart. From the time Principal Gu promised to consider his suggestion, he realized that this coastal town was in the north, because he, whether it was a soul or a spiritual journey, some things had begun to change quietly. Although it was just a trivial matter, it was a wonderful beginning.

After experiencing such an incredible event, a person's mentality and emotions are no longer something that ordinary people can understand. Even though he is as calm as Hao Jun, there are strange figures dancing behind him. Hao Jun is a monster at this moment.

Walking through the corridor and passing the window of Class 2, some familiar people began to greet Hao Jun with a smile, while some boys and girls who didn't know each other began to whisper. Hao Jun's head buzzed and had a headache. In his previous life, a child who had just entered puberty became hot. How could he predict the impact of the 325 incident to him? He was more impulsive and cruel, but people often learn to grow up again and again. Fortunately, Hao Jun has a heart as hard as a rock at this moment, at least in the process of slowly accepting the time-traveling incident, he has a big heart.

When I returned to the classroom, it was only about ten minutes before the first class. As soon as I sat down, my vision was blocked by Zhao Wenjie who turned around again. "What's the matter with Principal Gu? Have you been criticized?"

Hao Junyang Yang held the manuscript paper in his hand, "The principal specially approved it, a profound inspection of the number of words will be submitted tomorrow!"

Zhao Wenjie was very pleased, "I deserve it, who told you to stay away from bed, you will suffer!" Comrade Zhao Dabiao thought that he would be happy to see this punishment for Hao Jun.

Hao Jun obviously noticed that his deskmate next to him also quietly raised his ears. He smiled slightly, stuffed the manuscript paper into the drawer, but pulled out the blue letter paper again, and said to Zhao Wenjie: "Don't be anxious, what you wrote to your wife has nothing to do with Yu Lan'er's girl!"

Zhao Wenjie glanced at Hao Jun half-believingly, and then pretended to be a lie to me, "Just brag, who doesn't know that you are just such a good person? Except for Qiu Xin, you have told these girls that you have talked to? And my wife, who believes..."

"If you don't believe it, forget it!" Hao Jun was happy and comfortable, Zhao Wenjie's desire for knowledge was not strong among all the people.

"Who is Qiu Xin?" Suddenly, a tall deskmate interrupted this.

"Okay, the gossip fire is about to burn!" Hao Jun couldn't help but curl his lips.

Zhao Wenjie stuck out his tongue and turned around quickly. However, Hao Jun remembered the embarrassing appearance of this boy in junior high school. When he talked to a girl, he would stutter. When he met a beautiful girl, he couldn't even explain it clearly. But I don't know what happened. When he arrived in high school, the boy changed his shyness when he was in junior high school and began to pursue a girl who looked like a girl next door. However, the boy's appearance was indeed a bit sorry to the public. In a small society that simply judged excellent grades based on academic performance, sports performance, and appearance and family background, Comrade Zhao Dabiao had no advantage. The girl was very reserved from beginning to end and did not succeed until after graduating from high school. She went her separate ways from her to university.

The tall female deskmate blushed and hurriedly shrank her neck, which was exploring more and more, but her ears were still standing. Sure enough, not long after, Zhao Wenjie turned back again, looked at the back door, and said carefully: "Yang Gensheng has criticized you again, and he is holding your homework book as an example!"

"Is it criticizing my words again?" Hao Jun did admit that before college, whether it was his English or Chinese, or even the symbols in mathematics, his words represented a mess and were unbearable. Until later, he went to college, and he did nothing, and secondly, his girlfriend's words were as beautiful as others and had a lot of pressure, so he just practiced calligraphy hard and found some copybooks of everyone. After a while, he actually wrote good characters. As a result, English became smoother and more elegant, and even more elegant. Although it was not as good as Chinese, it was considered first-class.

Hao Jun did not reject Yang Gensheng's criticism of his words, but he did so many times. Even at that time, he realized that the class teacher was obviously targeting him deliberately, so he had something wrong with Yang Gensheng in secret, but he was still in peace in the open.

However, Hao Jun was in a very calm mood at this moment. This passerby who quietly left in his life would not have played a huge role after he was reborn. Once a person looks at things with a natural mindset, he will even think.

But it seemed that the criticism of the old examples was a bit deteriorating. Zhao Wenjie carefully avoided everyone's attention and pointed to some broken paper on the front door: "The homework book was torn!"

Hao Jun secretly complained in his heart that the old man seemed to have reached menopause and his mood was quite uneasy. This scene has been well preserved in Hao Jun's memory. However, in today's opinion, Yang Gensheng's actions behind his back in front of the whole class were a bit ridiculous.

He shrugged and pushed Zhao Wenjie back: "It's class, it's class, sit down, you're the good baby in the teacher's eyes!"

Seeing that there was a lot of resistance on his arm, he hurriedly said, "I promise not to write to that girl Yu Lan'er, don't worry!" Only then did Zhao Wenjie turn around smoothly.

Hao Jun was moved and looked at the course schedule clearly recorded by white chalk in the upper left corner of the blackboard, silent.

For junior high school students, it is a tragic and helpless thing to provoke the ** king of the school, and the price of standing up for friends is also huge. Hao Jun clearly remembers that after he was "learned" by Zhu Junjie, Zhao Wenjie and the traitor were beaten up for no reason after he said a few angry words to the traitor. Zhao Wenjie survived because of his brother. Hao Jun could feel the deep concern in these young hearts. However, at this time, he could not and could not say that he wanted to solve the problem in his own way, rather than entrusting his friends as before.
Chapter completed!