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How should I put it, Shen Anyan's mood... is a little complicated now.
Anyone who wakes up and finds themselves inexplicably in a completely unfamiliar place, with their phone and wallet all lost, and then looks at the calendar to find that they have returned to nine years ago, will probably crash on the spot.
There was a loud knock on the door, and a rough sound like a broken gong rang out.
"This month's rent is already so overdue. If you don't pay, pack up and get out!"
Wow, what a familiar plot. Sleeping on the street right from the start. Shen Anyan hesitated for a moment, then wisely chose to remain silent.
The rent collector knocked on the door for a long time but got no response, so he left cursing.
Shen Anyan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the worst didn't happen. If the other party had been unhappy and tried to force their way in, she would have been in a lot of trouble.
Shen Anyan looked around and decided to check the house first to see if he could find any useful clues.
This was a very old-fashioned house with only one bedroom and one living room. Looking out from the window, one could see the kind of old, dilapidated residential area that Shen Anyan had only seen on TV before.
Shen Anyan had never lived in such a simple and dilapidated house in his life.
Needless to say, the interior furnishings were small but well-equipped, with the furniture having a history that was hard to come by. Since it was summer, there was no air conditioning, only a fan working diligently, blowing out a bit of warm air that was better than nothing.
Shen Anyan wiped the sweat from her forehead. This was one of the reasons she immediately realized she wasn't kidnapped but had traveled through time. It couldn't be that she had been taken to the equator, or that global temperatures had suddenly risen overnight. It had been winter the day before, and the moment she opened her eyes, it was all green again.
The situation was already like this, so Shen Anyan didn't want to complain in vain. She found a relatively clean short-sleeved shirt and shorts in the closet and put them on. Then she picked up the only special thing in the room and looked through it.
A gray schoolbag.
There was a textbook inside, and the cover was not familiar to Shen Anyan. She took a closer look and found that it was a textbook for the second year of high school.
In addition to textbooks, there were also things like admission procedures, student files, and ID cards. Shen Anyan couldn't touch the other things casually, so she picked up the ID card first.
The above avatar was not unfamiliar to her because that was what she looked like.
There is a name written on the right name column——
feast.
Shen Anyan was stunned.
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Haicheng No. 1 Middle School, Class 2, Grade 12.
Looking around, all I could see were a sea of listless heads.
The holiday had just ended, and everyone’s excitement hadn’t worn off yet, but they had to return to the big iron cage of school, and their energy had all weakened for a while.
Although half an hour had passed since the evening self-study began, not many people in the class were truly immersed in their studies. Everyone was either still at home with dazed eyes, or writing furiously to catch up on their holiday homework.
The only student who seemed to be studying seriously was also a little suspicious. After all, no matter how much one loves studying, it is impossible for them to smile at the textbook in a naive manner. Besides, the pages of a book are not a keyboard, so there is probably no need to tap on them with fingers.
Li Xinran pursed her lips tightly, barely suppressing the scream that was about to burst out.
Her eyes were shining as she stared intently at the latest announcement from the studio.
Her goddess, Little C, was coming to Haicheng to give a concert! Such great news! If she hadn't been studying in the classroom, she would have wanted to run ten laps around the playground, singing at the top of her lungs!
Just when I was so excited that I couldn't share it with anyone, a new message popped up on the screen.
It was a classmate from the next class who had a good relationship with her, who asked her what she was doing.
Li Xinran typed so quickly that sparks flew across the screen. In one go, she scribbled a short essay of hundreds of words, expressing her excitement about attending the Goddess concert.
But what puzzled her was that the message fell on deaf ears after it was sent. Li Xinran waited and waited, but never received a reply from her friend.
She was about to send a message asking why the other party suddenly stopped talking when she heard the classroom door creak open.
The sounds of whispering or doing homework in the class stopped for a moment. After realizing that the person coming was a student from another class, the class restored the original relaxed atmosphere and continued to do their own things.
Only a few curious students still focused their attention on the newcomer, wanting to see what he was going to do.
Li Xinran was one of them, but she didn't come because of good things, but because the person who came was the friend from another class who sent her the message.
It was obvious that her friend was also here to look for her. As soon as she entered the classroom, she trotted over to Li Xinran's seat with a clear purpose and asked in a low voice, "Did you reply to the message I sent you?"
Li Xinran nodded a little doubtfully.
My friend covered his forehead, sighed, and spoke faster: "My phone was confiscated by my homeroom teacher. She's stinging me. Hurry and find a way to hide your phone. I still have to notify other people, so I won't say anything more for now."
Before Li Xinran could react, her friend had already slipped out of the classroom.
This was the end of it. Li Xinran had no experience hiding her phone. It was class time, and she didn't have the guts to wander around. She had no choice but to frantically ask her deskmate for help: "Deskmate, deskmate, please help me. Can you please let me put my phone in your drawer? Please, please, please!"
Li Xinran's deskmate was a boy wearing glasses. He rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "I'm so close to you. What if the head teacher comes to check on me? I'll be implicated by you."
Li Xinran couldn't force it, considering the other party's words. But besides her deskmate, she didn't know anyone around. Footsteps could be heard outside the classroom, and they sounded like they were heading towards her class. Li Xinran was frantic, thinking she'd just throw her phone in the trash if she had to.
Just then, the classmate at the back table patted her shoulder gently.
"Let me keep it for you."
Li Xinran looked back and her eyes widened in surprise.
"Thank you, thank you, Gu Cijiang, you are my savior. I will treat you to a meal later!"
Gu Cijiang took the phone and hid it in the pocket of his schoolbag. He smiled and said, "You're welcome. Now, hurry back, or the teacher will know I hid your phone for you."
Li Xinran immediately turned around and pretended to study hard. After a while, the classroom door was pushed open again, and this time the class fell completely silent.
"Some of my classmates, I really don't even bother to talk to you. I can understand you being a bit playful in your first year of high school. But you're already in your second year, and you're still not focusing on your studies..."
The head teacher stood with his hands behind his back and when he said the three words "study", he happened to walk next to Li Xinran.
"Li Xinran, who are you looking at? I'm talking about you! Hand over your phone!"
Li Xinran used her best acting skills to pretend to be confused and asked innocently, "Ah...ah? Teacher, I didn't bring my phone. It's at home!"
The head teacher didn't buy her trick. Seeing that the other party refused to admit it, he sneered and asked the other party to leave his seat and search the case himself.
Li Xinran left his seat as calmly as possible, but he was actually sweating in his heart.
The guy sitting next to him with glasses couldn't help but glance at Gu Cijiang. Fortunately, the head teacher was looking through the desk pockets and didn't notice his glance.
Gu Cijiang lowered his head and wrote his homework, his attitude was even calmer than Li Xinran's.
The head teacher checked inside and out, but unfortunately did not find any trace of the cell phone.
Li Xinran bravely said, "Teacher, have you finished reading it? I told you I didn't bring it with me. I still need to review!"
The head teacher glanced at the other person and asked suspiciously, "Did you ask someone else to hide it for you?"
Li Xinran pretended to be indifferent and shrugged: "I really left it at home, believe it or not."
A classmate who was close to Li Xinran took the opportunity to say, "Teacher, we have an entrance exam the day after tomorrow, and I want to review well."
The implication is that the teacher is too noisy.
The head teacher stood up and waved his hand for Li Xinran to go back to his seat.
"Forget it, I'll let you go this time. But next time, I won't let you go so easily!"
Li Xinran sat back in his seat silently without showing any exaggerated expression.
After the teacher left for a while and confirmed that no one else would be coming in the near future, Li Xinran leaned back slightly and whispered, "Hey, Gu Cijiang, give me your phone. In case the teacher changes his mind and wants to check on the people around me, I'll take it and throw it out the window later, which is safer."
Gu Cijiang said "hmm" and took out his cell phone to hand it to the other party, but a hand suddenly came out and snatched the phone from Gu Cijiang's hand.
It was a beautiful hand, with long, slender fingers and distinct joints. If it hadn't been used to steal someone's love, it would have been quite pleasing to the eye.
Gu Cijiang was stunned for a moment.
Li Xinran also realized something was amiss. She turned around and saw a classmate standing behind her. The tacky blue and white high school uniform looked incredibly good on her, demonstrating just how attractive she was. This classmate was clutching a score sheet in one hand and the recently confiscated phone in the other. No one around them had noticed when she'd walked in or even when she'd arrived.
This is even more terrifying than the head teacher!
Li Xinran screamed silently in her heart.
The student who was keeping score glanced at the two of them and said in a businesslike manner, "You can't bring cell phones to school. I confiscated this."
Li Xinran drooped her eyebrows and pleaded pitifully, "Classmate, classmate, please don't confiscate it. I really didn't mean to do that! Can you please pretend you didn't see it? Please, please, please."
Unfortunately, the student who was keeping score was not moved by her sincere expression of emotion, and he still left with his phone in a stern manner.
Gu Cijiang said: "I'm sorry, I didn't notice anyone coming over when I was returning your phone."
Li Xinran quickly waved his hands: "I don't blame you, I don't blame you. That person was like a ghost, and he walked without making any sound."
Li Xinran wanted to say something, but saw the other party suddenly cough lightly, lowered his head and stopped talking.
If she still didn't know what was going on, her sixteen years of study would have been wasted. Li Xinran quickly turned around and symbolically flipped through the book on her desk, which had been stuck on the introduction to Unit 1 since she started studying.
Speak of the devil, and the dean came in from the front door and stood beside Li Xinran, whispering a warning: "Be careful."
Li Xinran agreed hesitantly, thinking to herself that she didn't know what bad luck had come upon her today, as everyone was picking on her.
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