On September 1, 2008, the weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.
Lin Zhixia followed behind Lin Zeqiu and walked into the gate of Provincial No. 1 Middle School with him.
Along the way, Lin Zeqiu had been telling her earnestly, "Lin Zhixia, high school is different from junior high school. The competition in your competition class is fierce, and the average age of the students is fifteen or sixteen. Even if I don't explain it clearly, you can understand it, right?"
Lin Zhixia looked at him blankly: "What do you know?"
Ancient people often used the term "beauty age" to describe a thirteen-year-old girl. Currently, Lin Zhixia is in the age of beauties. She inherited good genes for appearance and became more and more beautiful, which made Lin Zeqiu unconsciously alert.
Lin Zeqiu is now a sophomore in high school. There are three couples in his class who are secretly in love, and several boys like to gather together to quietly discuss the looks and figures of female classmates... In short, no matter what those high school boys have in their heads, Lin Zeqiu will nip all possibilities in the bud.
Lin Zeqiu patiently continued to explain: "High school boy..."
He only said four words, and Lin Zhixia nodded and said, "I understand."
Lin Zeqiu questioned: "Do you really understand?"
"Yeah," Lin Zhixia responded calmly, "Brother, you keep saying the same thing all day long. As long as you start, I can imagine what you'll say next. It's the same idea, just a change of words."
Lin Zeqiu was stunned for a second: "Are you complaining that I'm being long-winded?"
"How could that be?" Lin Zhixia answered casually, "Why would I think you're long-winded? Brother is not long-winded at all. Brother is a person who speaks very briefly and to the point. He will never nag or talk endlessly..."
When she said the last sentence, Lin Zhixia herself didn't believe it. She didn't flatter Lin Zeqiu anymore, and just ended with a string of "Hahahaha".
Lin Zeqiu wanted to find out what kind of image he had in Lin Zhixia's mind. He slowed down his pace and was about to interrogate Lin Zhixia when he heard a cheer: "Lin Zhixia, good news! You and I are assigned to the same class."
Lin Zeqiu turned around and saw Tang Tingting.
The temperature in early September was high, and the afterglow of midsummer had not yet dissipated. Tang Tingting wore a light blue short-sleeved shirt and a denim pleated skirt, and her whole body was filled with the youthful vitality that only a young girl can have. She naturally walked to Lin Zhixia's side, took Lin Zhixia's arm, and said warmly, "We are both in Class 1 (27) of Senior High School. Our class teacher is Kong Yuankai, a male teacher in his forties."
"I've met him before," Lin Zhixia described. "He was a math teacher in the last year's senior competition class."
Tang Tingting's eyes passed over Lin Zeqiu's face: "Yes... he is a math teacher."
At this time, Lin Zeqiu felt relieved. He had always hoped that Lin Zhixia would get in touch with the girls in the class, after all, only girls can truly understand girls. He thought that Lin Zhixia didn't take his words seriously, but he didn't expect that Lin Zhixia had already consciously made friends with female classmates. It seems that his sister is really a very well-behaved and obedient girl.
Lin Zhixia took the initiative to suggest: "Tang Tingting, can I be your deskmate?"
"Okay, okay," Tang Tingting looked at the teaching building in the distance, "Let's go to the classroom early and choose a good seat."
Tang Tingting pulled Lin Zhixia a short distance away. Lin Zhixia turned her head and looked at her brother. Her brother immediately said, "After school at noon, I will go to the door of your classroom to find you and take you home."
"Okay!" Lin Zhixia responded in a loud voice.
At the beginning of the first year of junior high school, Lin Zhixia walked alone in the unfamiliar campus, exploring the unknown environment with trepidation. She clearly remembered that when she approached her classroom and saw Jiang Yubai, her mood suddenly became relaxed and happy, just like a hermit crab living on the beach, after a long journey, finally found her favorite shell.
Today, Lin Zhixia walked into the classroom of Grade 1 (27) and looked at the familiar faces. She felt as if she had returned to junior high school. However, Jiang Yubai was no longer her classmate, nor was he her deskmate.
How is Jiang Yubai doing today?
Has he adapted to the living environment in Beijing?
Is he also missing Lin Zhixia?
Lin Zhixia pretended to be thinking seriously and walked past the front of the classroom.
She heard the students in the front row whispering, "Look up, that's Lin Zhixia, the little princess of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School competition, the champion of the 2007 Romanian Mathematics Masters Competition, and a candidate for admission to the School of Mathematics at Peking University. She published an SCI physics paper in February this year."
Someone asked: "What is Lin Zhixia thinking about?"
Duan Qiyan interrupted, "What are you talking about? What else can you think of? It must be a math problem, or an information science competition."
Another classmate nodded slightly and explained clearly: "Yes, that's what the truly strong people are like. Their brains are always working at high speed, and when they are awake, they are always thinking about difficult math problems."
Lin Zhixia felt embarrassed. She hadn't thought about anything related to mathematics since she entered the classroom.
The classroom of Grade 1 (27) was spacious and bright, with neatly arranged desks and chairs and a clean, reflective blackboard. Lin Zhixia looked around and finally chose a seat by the window. The view outside the window was wide and she could see the empty playground and the clear blue sky.
On the playground, there is also Jiang Yubai’s favorite horizontal bar.
Lin Zhixia opened the Human Observation Diary and wrote: Today is September 1, 2008, the first day of high school. I welcomed a brand new high school life. I was assigned to Class 27 of High School 1. There are 49 students in the class. Although I hope Jiang Yubai is one of the 49, I hope Jiang Yubai can gain rich knowledge in the process of studying in Beijing.
She paused writing, put down the "Human Observation Diary", and took out a stack of letter paper from her schoolbag.
It was a stack of stationery that Lin Zhixia had carefully selected. The background of the paper was pearlescent light pink, with a few light pink strawberries printed on it, highlighting her personal style. On every greeting card she sent to Jiang Yubai, there was her lifelong favorite fruit, strawberry.
Lin Zhixia's fingers touched the strawberry pattern. She thought for a moment, then wrote a letter on the paper.
To Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Yubai:
Seeing your letter is like seeing you in person.
This is the first letter I send you. It is September 1, 2008, 7:40 am Beijing time, and I am sitting in the classroom of Grade 1 (27), waiting for the homeroom teacher to show up. I recall our junior high school days. Every time I walked into the classroom of Grade 17, you were my deskmate. Therefore, the classroom of Grade 17 is a place I look forward to. In Grade 1 (27), there is more of a sense of familiarity. Shen Fuxuan, Duan Qiyan, and Jin Baihui have all become my high school classmates, and Tang Tingting is my new deskmate. Senior Luo Ying entrusted her Classical Literature Club to me, and I am the new president of the Classical Literature Club.
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree on the campus of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School is in bloom, and it is so beautiful. I will take a photo of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and send it to you with this letter, which is equivalent to you and I enjoying the scenery together. A bosom friend is a friend indeed.
I wish you academic success and everything goes well!
(September 1, 2008, written in the Grade 1 classroom of Provincial No. 1 Middle School)
This letter is relatively short.
Lin Zhixia read it again and felt satisfied. She solemnly added the signature "Lin Lin Lin Lin Zhixia".
The morning breeze blew into the classroom, ruffling her hair. She concentrated on folding the letter paper, folding it into a very regular shape.
My classmate Tang Tingting asked, "Are you writing a letter?"
"Yes," Lin Zhixia admitted, "I'm writing a letter to a good friend."
Tang Tingting nodded. After a moment, Tang Tingting guessed directly: "Is it Jiang Yubai?"
Lin Zhixia stretched out her fingers and covered the letter tightly: "Yeah."
Tang Tingting took out a strawberry-flavored Swiss candy. She unwrapped it and prepared to distribute the strawberry candy to the students around her. For Lin Zhixia, it was like a smoker seeing his neighbor take out a soft Chinese cigarette.
Lin Zhixia took a piece of strawberry gummy candy from Tang Tingting and thanked her happily: "Thank you, Tang Tingting."
Tang Tingting said generously: "You and I are family, don't be polite."
Tang Tingting was handing out candies when she ran into an unusual classmate - a boy sitting right in front of Lin Zhixia. The boy was wearing a long-sleeved plaid shirt, about 15 or 16 years old, and about 1.8 meters tall. He had a handsome face, dark skin, and a mouthful of white teeth when he smiled: "Oh, two girls gave me candies on the first day of school."
Tang Tingting immediately took back the strawberry candy: "I won't give it to you anymore."
The man reached out and grabbed it: "Where's the candy?"
Lin Zhixia was peeling off the candy wrapper. She was pious and full of ritual. She first placed the soft candy in the palm of her left hand, then raised the fingertips of her right hand and peeled off the thin wrapping paper. She could already smell the sweet fragrance of strawberries. At this moment, the boy in the front row touched her wrist, and the strawberry candy fell to the ground.
Lin Zhixia was stunned.
The boy in the front row smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'll bring you two beauties new ones this afternoon."
Lin Zhixia tilted her head: "Two beauties?"
"What are you talking about, Shao Dongxu!" Tang Tingting accused righteously, "Lin Zhixia is only thirteen years old this year, you should be more respectful."
It turns out that the boy's name is Shao Dongxu.
Shao Dongxu attended the primary school attached to the Normal University. He was Tang Tingting's classmate in primary school. He failed to get into the junior high school competition class of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School, so he studied hard at the No. 2 Middle School in the city. After three years of study, he finally won the trophy of the junior high school mathematics competition and entered the senior high school competition class of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School.
When he heard Lin Zhixia's name, he and his deskmate turned around and looked at Lin Zhixia without hesitation. At the same time, Lin Zhixia was also looking at them.
An invisible undercurrent surged in the air nearby. Shao Dongxu stared at Lin Zhixia for a full ten seconds before saying, "Are you Lin Zhixia? The top scorer in the 2008 high school entrance exam, the little competition princess of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School, the gold medalist of the 2007 Romanian Mathematics Masters Competition..."
Shao Dongxu couldn't remember Lin Zhixia's many nicknames.
Before school started, he joined a QQ group of a provincial No. 1 middle school. The group members were discussing Lin Zhixia enthusiastically, and everyone knew all of Lin Zhixia's nicknames. As an outsider, Shao Dongxu was forced to accept a brain storm.
He never expected that the top student in the Provincial No. 1 High School could be so strong.
Lin Zhixia was not very good at dealing with her classmates' long stares. So, she decided to imitate Jiang Yubai's behavior. She nodded slightly and pretended to be calm: "That's all in the past, not worth mentioning."
Lin Zhixia thought that she could only learn Jiang Yubai's appearance, but not his style and charm.
Shao Dongxu clasped his fists towards her, turned around in a martial-arts style, and continued to do his homework. Shao Dongxu and his deskmate never missed a single opportunity to study. Several high school math competition materials were piled on their seats, one of which Shao Dongxu had already finished halfway through. This hardworking spirit made Lin Zhixia very respectful.
Even though Shao Dongxu had his back to Lin Zhixia and could not see her movements and expressions, Lin Zhixia clasped her hands together and saluted him in return.
The classroom gradually became quiet, and the voices of teachers talking could be heard in the corridor.
The head teacher of Grade 1 (27) class walked slowly towards the three-foot podium with a lesson plan.
The class teacher is a male teacher in his 40s named Kong Yuankai. Wearing a white shirt and black pants, he looks very neat and tidy, and speaks in a soft voice: "Class 27, hello, I am your class teacher, Kong. The three years from 2008 to 2011 are very important to your life... Each of you should cherish the atmosphere of the competition class, learn more, practice more, ask more questions and think more. Our class is the best class in the whole grade. When you encounter difficulties in the future, remember that you are the best and think more from a positive perspective."
Mr. Kong briefly encouraged his students. Then he walked down from the podium and asked the students to stand up one by one according to their seats and introduce themselves to the whole class, talking about their interests and hobbies, wishes and goals.
Duan Qiyan's seat is in the first row, first column.
As soon as Mr. Kong finished speaking, Duan Qiyan stood up excitedly and said loudly: "My name is Duan Qiyan, the Duan in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Qi for inspiration in life, and Yan for language. I won the gold cup of the Hua Luogeng Mathematics Competition in elementary school, and the first prize in the provincial mathematics competition in junior high school. When I enter high school, I want to win the first prize in the high school mathematics competition, and my goal university is Peking University."
The whole class burst into warm applause.
Teacher Kong smiled and said, "Duan Qiyan, I wish you can enter Peking University as soon as possible."
Duan Qiyan twisted the hem of his clothes with his fingers and sat back in his seat with a little embarrassment.
In the third row behind Duan Qiyan's seat sat his arch-enemy Jin Baihui.
Jin Baihui's deskmate was a boy. After entering the room, the boy found that there were no empty seats, so he could only accompany Jin Baihui. He also found that Jin Baihui had never stopped doing the questions.
When it was Jin Baihui's turn to introduce herself, she put down the pen in her hand, stood up and said, "My name is Jin Baihui. During the three years of junior high school, I never went to bed before midnight. I want to be admitted to Tsinghua University's Yao Class. I want to promote the scientific development of mankind."
As soon as she finished speaking, Teacher Kong applauded her: "What a great ambition."
Almost no one responded to Mr. Kong's applause.
Because more than half of the students in Grade 1 (27) class are from the junior high school competition class of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School.
Jin Baihui was stunned.
But she didn't care. She was so immersed in the world of mathematics that she was completely oblivious to the outside world.
The class introduction activity continued. When it was Lin Zhixia's turn, she stood up quickly and said concisely: "My name is Lin Zhixia, Lin for forest, Zhi for know, and Xia for summer. I hope to have a good time with everyone. Thank you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the class erupted in thunderous applause. All the former students from Class 17 were cheering for her, with Duan Qiyan leading the way and shouting loudly: "Class Leader Lin! Class Leader Lin!"
Lin Zhixia's support was so high that Teacher Kong simply followed the public opinion and appointed: "Lin Zhixia, you were the class monitor in junior high school, and you must have done a good job in class work. Can you be the class monitor of our senior year 1 (27) class?"
Lin Zhixia put her hands behind her back and said modestly, "Okay."
In this way, Lin Zhixia once again took on the important responsibilities of the class monitor.
She wants to share this news with Jiang Yubai!
When she got home that night, Lin Zhixia couldn't wait to turn on her computer and log into QQ. She was surprised to find that Jiang Yubai was online, and his status was "QQ me". It seemed that Jiang Yubai was not busy at all and wanted to chat with someone! Lin Zhixia came just in time!
Lin Zhixia sent him a message: Jiang Yubai, I'm home, are you home too?
Jiang Yubai replied immediately: Yes.
Lin Zhixia happily told him: I was elected class monitor again today.
Jiang Yubai replied again in seconds: Congratulations, Captain Lin Zhixia.
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