Rebirth Like Water Youth

　　 Cao Mengyuan didn't show any expression when she saw Shen Dapeng come in, but Shen Dapeng smiled slightly, which immediately made her feel strange and at a loss.

　　 Normally in the class or even in the school, there are indeed many boys who would peek at her, but whenever she found out, everyone hurriedly looked away and didn't have the courage to look directly at her.

　　可...Shen Dapeng, who has always been very introverted, not only looked directly at her in the car today, but still did the same in the class. This made Cao Mengyuan a little curious. Did he get any excitement? Because just listening to the conversation between him and Li Zeyu, it seemed that he was beaten by someone. Could it be that he broke his head?

　　Shen Dapeng didn’t know that a casual smile would make Cao Mengyuan have so many weird ideas. For white-collar businesses working hard in Sanlitun, smiling at people is the most basic normal work pattern.

　　 Shen Dapeng remembered that his seat seemed to be in front of Li Zeyu. Seeing that Li Zeyu was already seated, he sat straight in the seat in front of him.

　　 You can see Cao Mengyuan’s back as soon as you look up. The back of Cao Mengyuan, which she had peeped at for three years, appeared in front of her again...

　　 For an instant, Shen Dapeng's heart couldn't help but feel an unspeakable emotion.

　　 Since the first year of high school, he has been secretly in love with this pure-looking girl who has become a goddess.

　　 It's just that Cao Mengyuan at that time looked like a princess in his eyes, and she was more like a barren dwarf from the spirit to the material. No matter how beautiful the fairy tale is, it is always a lie.

　　 Until the moment he graduated from high school, he didn't have the courage to confess, he just watched her silently. For her, he was beaten by Sun Dapaozi for no reason.

　　 The clear and beautiful back in front of me turns into a long-lost secret love in my thoughts, and the excitement and melancholy are intertwined into an unforgettable memory...

　　 Every morning, Shen Dapeng looks forward to meeting her on the bus when she is going to school. It is just a chance encounter. An inadvertent morning silhouette and an unreal side look always keep him in a happy mood for the day.

　　 At that time, Shen Dapeng was thinking whether one day he would sit with her by coincidence, and then talk to her about life and future...

　　 Of course it was just a beautiful fantasy. Even if Cao Mengyuan really had a seat next to him, he might not have the courage to sit down, and even if he had the courage, it might not be his turn.

　　The first love is not full, and the rest is beautiful.

　　 "Huh..."

　　Shen Dapeng took a deep breath, shook his head, and threw away the random thoughts, only to find that the classroom was already full.

　　 looked around the classroom that was already a little stranger. On the top of the blackboard, there were eight characters written on colored paper, overcoming difficulties and not afraid of dangers!

　　 There are nine small characters written on the right side of the blackboard, politics, language, English, mathematics...This is the timetable for one day's study. The word "self" at the end should be the last evening self-study.

　　 In the upper left corner of the blackboard, a big block letter artist is outlined with colored chalk, "There are still 341 days before the college entrance examination."

Looking at Cao Mengyuan’s back, and then at Li Zeyu behind him, and the classmates in the classroom, Shen Dapeng secretly said: “There are 341 days before the busy life in high school will end. The classmates and friends of a few years will be separated. The deep friendship is about to die, and how many young feelings there are, doomed to no end..."

The desks are full of reference books, exercise books, and test papers for various subjects, stacked as high as a hill. The faces below the hill are still slightly immature, with a bit of fatigue and fatigue. Tired, but there is some inexplicable determination in his eyes!

　　 Of course, not everyone is lifting hills on their desks, just to study hard. Like Li Zeyu, they do it entirely to hide behind the hills and sleep secretly.

　　 Several other classmates have secretly taken out the extracurricular books, and the cautious cat is looking at it interestingly behind the pile of books.

　　 Early self-study is the preparatory stage for a busy day of class. Normally, there is no teacher to interrupt. Accompanied by the fine whispers and rustling of books among the students, the early self-study will pass in the blink of an eye.

　　 I don’t know when, a middle-aged man stood on the podium of the classroom, with a resolute face, shrewd eyes, a height of more than 1.8 meters, and a neat suit, which seemed to give people a comfortable feeling.

　　 Shen Dapeng still remembers clearly, this is the political teacher of their class, Wang Jingdang!

　　 is not good at talking, has a little cleanliness, lectures are very regular, only talk about the content of the book, and nothing more!

Politics is Shen Dapeng’s weakness, so he listened very carefully. After only half a class, Wang Jingdang finished the content of the book, and then asked his classmates to do exercises. He took out his pen and didn’t know it was in the book. Remember what.

　　 Shen Dapeng looked at the title of the exercise book, and suddenly realized that politics seemed to be not that difficult. After finishing the exercises, he started to look through the textbooks behind it, which is regarded as a review!

　　 "Ling Ling..."

　　 "get out of class is over!"

　　 Just remembering the ringtone, Wang Jingdang packed up his things neatly after only saying two words, and left the classroom by himself.

　　 Then some classmates left the classroom in twos and threes. Shen Dapeng wanted to go out for a walk, but when he looked back and saw Li Zeyu's sleeping Zhengxiang, he didn't bother him, and turned around to continue reading the textbook.

As a result, Shen Dapeng was about to turn his head, but saw a boy with dyed yellow hair, and a bald boy behind him. Both of them held wooden stools and threw their legs back and forth. They walked into the classroom with a mocking look. I scanned everyone, as if looking for something.

Shen Dapeng knew that yellow-haired boy. His name was Yuan Shuai. He was a self-proclaimed one of the No. 1 middle school. It seemed that a relative in the family was working in the county board of education, so he caused a little trouble in the school. The school also kept his eyes open. UU reads www.uukanshu.com and closes one eye.

　　 In this way, no student in the school dared to provoke him at will. Later, he was taken as a horse by the off-campus grandson Da Paozi, and it was even a little crazy inside and outside the school!

　　 This is also the main reason why he enters Shen Dapeng's class at will, but no one dares to stop him.

　　 Although Shen Dapeng was beaten by Sun Dapeng yesterday, Sun Dapeng didn't take advantage of it. He was accidentally shot by Shen Dapeng. It was still swollen all night!

　　 So I found Yuan Shuai, the little pony boy in the morning, and asked him to go to school to look for people from work to school.

　　 The eldest brother was bullied. That must be a good opportunity for Yuan Shuai to show his courtesy. He hurriedly took a little brother from the school, and according to Sun Dapaozi’s description, carrying "weapons" all over the school to arrest people.

　　 "Hey? Your kid, it's you, what's your name? How did you hurt your head?"

　　 Yuan Shuai walked around after entering the third-seventh class of senior high school. When he saw Shen Dapeng, he felt a little suspicious. He had injuries on his head and his appearance was the same!

　　 Yuan Shuai took the stool and clanged back and forth on Shen Dapeng’s tabletop. He rolled up his sleeves intentionally or unintentionally, and his arm showed a tattoo that looked like a snake, not a snake, or like a dragon but not a dragon.

　　 Few students actually go to tattoo shops to get tattoos these days. Yuan Shuai is just a tattoo sticker bought at a night market to get a fake tiger.

　　 "Hehe! Hehe!"

　　Shen Dapeng chuckles disdainfully. Bad boys like Yuan Shuai can only scare and scare students who don’t know the world in school, and occasionally receive some so-called "protection money".

　　 If it were placed in society, people would have cleaned his yellow hair long ago.

　　 (Small tattoos, big flower arms, everything is not good, but how did Shen Dapeng get through the first crisis? Baby Yu will not tell you~)