Rebirth of the house of thieves

After breakfast, the students in the top class of Senior One came to the classroom consciously.There are only 48 sets of desks and chairs in the classroom, that is to say, there are only 48 students in the top class.Therefore, the huge classroom does not look crowded.

Wang Yue and Zhang Yan took two seats in the last row.After receiving the new book yesterday, they chose two seats by the way.

When other students in the class saw the little Wang Yue, they began to discuss in a low voice.

"So small, so cute!"

A trace of depression flashed in Wang Yue's eyes, and then he heard a few girls whispering: "Look, the boy next to that little classmate is tall and handsome, and he should become our new school girl."

"Really handsome!"

Wang Yue raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Yan expressionlessly.

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows inquiringly.

"It's nothing." Wang Yue took out a copy from the drawer and looked through it.

There are many classmates who have the same actions as him.The top class is indeed a top class. Most of the students are very studious. After chatting for a while, they feel bored and consciously take out their textbooks to preview.

Zhang Yan leaned over to read a book with Wang Yue, almost lying on Wang Yue's body.Wang Yue had long been used to him being like this, so he leaned on him, and after reading a page, he turned to a new one.

Looking from behind, Wang Yue seemed to be held in Zhang Yan's arms.

Wang Zhi smiled and lamented how good the relationship between the two is.

The noise in the classroom suddenly subsided. Wang Yue looked up and saw a tall, dark-skinned middle-aged man walking in and standing on the podium.There was no expression on his face. After looking around the whole classroom, he said with great enthusiasm: "Students, hello. I am your head teacher, Cao Hai, and also your math teacher. I hope that in the next year, we can Get on well."

He looked like a very serious person. No one in the class dared to make a sound, and the classroom was very quiet.

Teacher Cao seemed very satisfied with this situation, and continued: "Now, students line up outside in order from short to tall."

Not surprisingly, Wang Yue ranked first again.He looked back, and Zhang Yan was indeed at the end of the line.This scene is so familiar.

Zhang Yanyi also looked at Wang Yue.Now Wang Yue is 11 years old and is no longer a child who needs to be taken care of all the time. The previous reasons can no longer be the reasons.It seemed that he and Wang Yue had to sit separately.

Chen Kuan was about to start a conversation with Zhang Yan, but when he saw his cold expression, he swallowed the words back.

Mr. Cao is very agile in his work.There are six seats in each row in the classroom. He let the students enter in groups of six, from the first row to the eighth row, and take their seats in order. He quickly arranged everyone's seats, and then asked them to take their seats. Books and supplies are moved to new seats.

Wang Yue was in the first row, very close to the front door of the classroom; Zhang Yan was in the last row, diagonally opposite to him.

Wang Yue's deskmate was next to the wall. She was a petite girl with a lively personality. After sitting down, she took out a note and wrote her name on it, and stamped Wang Yue's with a pen. Arm, handed him the note, winking playfully.

Wang Yue turned over the new textbook with her name written on it and asked her to read her name.

He Yingying wrote on the paper again: Hello, nice to meet you.

He Yingying's position used to belong to Zhang Yan.Wang Yue stared at her desk, in a daze, seemed to see Zhang Yan reading a book leaning against the wall again.

Teacher Cao's voice was as loud as a bell, "The seats are reserved like this. Unless there are special circumstances, they will be changed once a month. I hope the students can get along well and make progress together. You should already know that the list of students in our top class is not It is not fixed. The school has an exam every month, called the monthly exam. Only students who rank in the top 48 of the whole grade can continue to stay in the top class. Students who rank after 48 will return to the ordinary class. I hope to see you here again next month. Next, we will select class cadres. You can recommend others or recommend yourself. If you don’t have one, I will appoint you.” The students just entered the new class, and A little reserved, you look at me, I look at you, hesitating, no one speaks for a while

Cao Hai didn't care, and said, "Okay, I'll make the appointment. Zhang Yan, you are the monitor, Chu Chu, you are the deputy monitor, Wang Yue, you are the study committee member..."

Wang Yue looked at Teacher Cao blankly, a little confused.Isn't the study committee always held by girls?

Several students accidentally laughed out loud.

Teacher Cao didn't care so much, after making arrangements, the class began.

"Get out your math textbooks..."

After a boring and boring math class, Wang Yue took out two apples from the drawer and walked towards Zhang Yan in a leisurely manner.

Zhang Yan watched him approach, a slight smile gradually appeared in his cold eyes.

Wang Yue handed him the apple, and said complainingly: "Class monitor, can I trouble you to talk to the class teacher about changing someone to be a study committee member?"

"The study committee members are relatively relaxed among the class cadres, so you can take care of them obediently." Zhang Yan took out a small fruit knife to peel the apples.

His deskmate is Chen Kuan who is also very tall.Chen Kuan took the initiative to give up his seat to Wang Yue, walked to the back door of the classroom, and chatted with a familiar classmate.

Wang Yue has no choice but to be a study committee member, as long as he is a study model.He stood beside Zhang Yan and looked at the

Blackboard, "Fortunately, although it's the last row, it's not too far away from the blackboard, so I can see clearly. Be careful, don't be short-sighted."

"I should be the one who said this to you. It's easier to be short-sighted if you sit in front." Zhang Yan handed him a peeled apple, and he was also a little worried about the child's height. He is more than a head taller than him. "Sitting too far in the front row, I often look at the blackboard with my head tilted, which is not good for my eyes and neck. After the monthly exam, I will talk to the class teacher and see if I can replace you." to the middle."

Wang Yue sighed melancholy, and took a mouthful of apple to vent, "Can our school order milk?"

Zhang Yan pursed his lips, "I'll arrange it."

The fragrance of apples attracted several students nearby to look at it.

"It smells so good, does anyone have a share?" Chen Kuan came over and joked.

Wang Yue looked at the students who were all staring at the other Apple, and said awkwardly: "Just this one..."

Zhang Yan simply divided the apple into several portions with a fruit knife, and each of the students had a piece.Anyway, he can often be late to read the fruits in the space.

"This apple is so delicious, but it's such a small piece. Wang Yue, where did you buy it?" Chen Kuan had a big mouth, and he finished the apple in two bites, licking his lips reminiscently.

"I bought it at the fruit stand outside." Zhang Yan said in a casual tone.It's okay to give this apple to others once, but if you give it a few more times, it will arouse suspicion one day.

"Yan Yan, you will cook for me in the future." Guessing that the class bell was about to ring, Wang Yue left a sentence while walking to his seat.

Zhang Yan glanced at him, "Didn't you put the lunch box at my place without asking in the morning? Isn't it too late to ask for my opinion?"

Wang Yue squinted and smiled, gnawed on the apple without saying a word, and said to himself, who made you taller than me?

The school bell rang, and as soon as the teacher announced that the get out of class was over, the students in the classroom rushed out with their lunch boxes like a surf.

They have learned to compete for Dafan since junior high school, and the competition for Dafan will not disappear just because they go to high school.

Wang Yue knew early on that it was impossible to overtake these tall and powerful students, so he consciously fell at the end of the crowd.Lin Qiaoxiu was afraid that they would not be used to the food in the new cafeteria, so she prepared food for them in glass bottles and brought them to school.At this time, Wang Yue held it in his hand.It is fried small fish made by Lin Qiaoxiu. It is fragrant, crispy and slightly spicy. It is especially suitable for rice.

When he walked to the cafeteria, Zhang Yan had already prepared meals for the two of them.

The canteen in Zaohua No. [-] Middle School is not very good either. It is larger than the canteen in junior high school. There are a few more windows for eating and a few more faucets for washing dishes. Other than that, there is almost no difference.

The two were eating when Wang Zhi ran over with a lunch box.

"What do you two eat? I can smell the aroma from over there."

"Fried small fish, try it." Wang Yue poured some into his lunch box.

Wang Zhi Yile, "Hey, that's interesting."

Zhang Yan glanced at him, but said nothing.

Wang Zhi ate a small fish and was full of praise, "It's so delicious! Did you buy it or make it yourself at home?"

Zhang Yan said before Wang Yue: "I bought it at the market. If you are interested, we can buy some for you during the holiday at the end of the month."

Wang Yue did not dismantle his platform.

"Then thank you, this is really delicious. I'll give you money then." Wang Zhi said with a smile.

Wang Zhi first finished eating and went to wash the dishes, and Wang Yue casually asked Zhang Yan why he was talking nonsense just now.

"Unless you are willing to bring him the small fried fish made by our family every time." Zhang Yan didn't want Wang Yue to worry too much about other people.

Wang Yue groaned, but said nothing.It was a trivial matter, so there was no need to delve into it.

During dinner, Wang Zhi came over again and kept chatting with Wang Yue.

Zhang Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and took Wang Yue's hand, "Yueyue, let's eat on the lawn behind the teaching building."

Wang Zhi was a little reluctant, "What are you doing there? You have to run back to wash the dishes after dinner."

Zhang Yan immediately said: "I will go with Yueyue, you can stay here."

He directly pulled Wang Yue away, and Wang Zhi had no choice but to stay by himself.

After sitting down on the lawn, Wang Yue looked at Zhang Yan's face, "You don't seem to like Wang Zhi very much?"

Without changing his face, Zhang Yan picked out the braised pork in the bowl and put it into his lunch box, "I don't like him talking too much."

Wang Yue smiled, "He talks a lot."

Zhang Yan's expression eased, "Eat it quickly, it will be cold if you don't eat it."

From 7:9 to [-]:[-] p.m. is the time for evening self-study, but the school does not require students in the first and second grades to go to evening self-study.

After dinner, Wang Yue and Zhang Yan didn't go to the evening self-study. They returned to the dormitory to wash up, and they sat on Wang Yue's bed and read together.

There is also a small foldable wooden table on Wang Yue's bed, which is the same as the bed computer table of later generations.Wang Yue specially asked a carpenter to make this for him, for the convenience of using it in school.

The books were placed on the small table, and the two sat across the wooden table reading books. Their legs were sore after bending their knees for a long time, and their legs would occasionally stick together unintentionally after straightening their legs, but neither of them moved away intentionally.

Under the dim light of the light bulb, only the sound of turning the pages of the book can be heard from time to time, making it seem peaceful and warm.

After an unknown amount of time, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Wang Yue's attention was drawn from the world of Shuhai.

It was Liu Xin and Li Long who came back together after evening self-study.

"Wang Yue, Zhang Yan, why didn't you go to study by yourself last night?" Chen Kuan asked curiously.

Fang Jinghao glanced at the books in the hands of Wang Yue and Zhang Yan. Wang Yue was reading "The Joy of Planting", and Zhang Yan was reading "Bicycle at the Age of 17".