Qing Jun

The Ye family thought very well. Ye Qingjun went to freshman year of high school again. Firstly, the courses in the first year of high school were relatively easy, which made it easier for him to re-experience high school life and make new friends. , Most of the students put their energy on their studies, and they will inevitably ignore new students, especially Ye Qingjun, who is not very lively. One, we are all freshmen, and it is easier to get along with each other.

It's just that they all forgot that high school freshmen are required to participate in military training just like college freshmen.

The military training time in high school is about a week. In order not to take up the study time, high schools with military ranks will let freshmen register in advance around the 20th. No. 20 Middle School is no exception, and the military training starts on the [-]th.But that day happened to be the opening day of "Wenxian", and Ye's family was busy with this matter, so they forgot to ask Ye Qingjun if she wanted to go to school. When they remembered, Ye Qingjun was out of customs, and the military training was over.

Therefore, Ye Qingjun is destined to attract the attention of her classmates as a transfer student.

The No. 15 middle school selected by the Ye family is a private school, its full name is Ronghai Private School, which was founded by a large Sino-foreign joint venture company in the city. A large piece of land in the suburbs. Compared with No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School, which have been established for decades, No. [-] Middle School, which has only been built for five or six years, is very young and not as famous as the former, but its own teaching qualifications are not bad.And because the school is located in the area where the upper-middle class people gather in Ronghai City, it is quite famous among the upper-class celebrities in Ronghai City. Most of the students who study here are from well-off families, so No. [-] Middle School is also nicknamed the "noble school"—— Because tuition is really expensive.

Since it is an aristocratic school, it is not surprising that there are a bunch of high-end cars at the school gate on the official opening day.

Among these limousines, there was a black Jaguar with three people sitting in it.

Ye Qingjun sat in the passenger seat, looking through the car window at the school gate with people coming and going, feeling a little strange.He raised his finger and pointed at a group of senior students in school uniforms with hooked shoulders, and turned around to ask the other two, "Do I want to wear that kind of clothes too?"

Ye Donglin, who was sitting in the passenger seat next to him and acted as the driver, glanced out, "It's a school uniform. Students basically wear school uniforms every day when they are in school."

Bai Roumei, who also accompanied her son to report for duty, imagined what the big blue school uniform would look like on her youngest son, and it seemed pretty good.

"Xiaojun, is it okay if we don't accompany you in?" She was still a little uneasy.

The Ye family has been in the limelight recently, and they can be seen on TV news or newspapers. In Ronghai City, there is almost no one who does not know their family, and only Ye Qingjun is due to various reasons. Staying at home.

The Ye family discussed it, whether it is possible to hide this matter or hide it first, so as not to let Ye Qingjun attract too much attention in school, they simply did not send him to school.

Today is the first day of school, and there are quite a few parents sending their children to school. They stopped here for only a few minutes, and they saw several acquaintances, which completely dispelled Bai Roumei's original plan to send her youngest son there. The determination to find a teacher to report.

At this time, it is better to keep a low profile, so as not to disturb the study and life of the youngest son.

"It's okay, Xiaolei has prepared a map for me, so I promise I won't get lost." Ye Qingjun opened the car door and got out, turning her head and waving at them, "Then I'll go in first."

"Call me when school is almost over, and I'll ask the driver to pick you up, don't run around." Ye Donglin said, the first day of school always ends early.

"Okay, mom, bye brother."

The car door was closed, and they watched Ye Qingjun walk into the school gate, her figure disappeared inside the school gate, and then drove away.

Ye Qingjun, who was among the students, was a bit eye-catching because of his outstanding appearance, but most of them looked away after a few glances, and no one noticed that this person was also from the Ye family.

As soon as Ye Qingjun stepped into the school gate, a translucent campus map appeared in his field of vision, followed by a system reminder.

"Master, you have to report to the teacher first. The staff office of the first year of senior high school is in Building [-], just turn left and go to the building."

A string of red arrow marks appeared on the map, not only marking the route, but also marking the destination.

Ye Qingjun followed the arrow, and soon found the office, where someone was already waiting for him.

Huang Xiuwen is a young female teacher. She is in her early thirties and has been teaching for four years. This is the first time she has served as a class teacher. Although it is not a key class, she is already very satisfied with her promotion. Some students want to transfer to their class, and he attaches great importance to this, not only because of the school's entrustment, but also because of the special nature of the students.

After knowing that there will be a student who will be transferred to the class and is a repeat student, Huang Xiuwen quickly got the student's information. After reading it, she actually didn't have much affection for Ye Qingjun, who was about to become her student, because the information clearly stated that It was recorded that his senior high school entrance examination scores did not reach the entry line for the first middle school, and even the entry line for the third middle school was a bit reluctant. With such a score, he could only enter the first middle school by spending money through the back door.

Looking at his grades after the first year of high school, although he didn't get the final grade of the next semester, his grades in the final exam of the previous semester, the midterm exam of the next semester, and the usual annual exams were not very satisfactory, and they were getting worse and worse. Huang Xiuwen has given up hope.

Thinking about it, the class she will be in charge of is Class 30, which is not the key class of the school. Although there are not no students in the [-]th grade who can study well, most of the students have low grades in the college entrance examination. A few of them are high-priced students, and it is already a good idea to assign such transfer students to her class.

"Suspending school because of a traffic accident? It seems serious?" Chen Can, who is also the teacher of Class [-], flipped through the information on the table. He was also curious about this transfer student.

"Yeah, it seems that I don't even have any memory. How can I teach such a student?" Huang Xiuwen was very distressed. After all, this was her first semester as a head teacher, and the higher-ups seemed to attach great importance to this matter, and she wanted to give it a good Grades, but it is really hard to say whether such a student can teach well.

"He looks pretty, but he doesn't look easy to get along with." Chen Can fixed his eyes on the one-inch photo on the file, which was in color, and the boy in the photo was frowning with an unhappy expression on his face. He has seen many students like this, and they are not very obedient to discipline.

"Oh." Huang Xiuwen sighed, and stood up from her seat, "The time has not come yet, I'd better go and have a look."

Buckle.

There was a knock on the door, and the two people who were talking looked at the door at the same time. They saw a young man with a delicate face and a special temperament standing there. It was obviously just an ordinary movement, and he looked so familiar with him. When standing there, it seems that the air around him has been evolved.

"Hi teacher, I'm here to report."

After Ye Qingjun said this, he didn't know what to say. His eyes moved back and forth among the two people in the office, not knowing who he should look for.

The two people in the office were stunned for a moment. Chen Can picked up the documents on the table, looked at Ye Qingjun, then looked at the photos, and then looked at the person. He repeated this several times, and finally asked in an uncertain and unbelievable tone: "Student Ye Qingjun?"

When Huang Xiuwen came back to her senses, she also felt unbelievable. She also looked at Ye Qingjun for a long time before convincing herself that the very good-looking boy in front of her was her student.

It's just that this person is too different from the photo, right?

"Yes." Ye Qingjun nodded.

After he nodded, the two teachers could only convince themselves that "this student is not photogenic".

This student seemed to be different from what she expected. Huang Xiuwen showed a smile on her face, "My surname is Huang, you can call me Teacher Huang. I am the head teacher of Class [-] of Senior One you are about to enroll in. He is in charge of teaching Chinese. This It's Teacher Chen from the math class, if you have any study problems in the future, you can come to us."

Ye Qingjun said thank you.

A polite student always pleases the teacher, Huang Xiuwen's smile deepened, "I saw in your profile that you were in a car accident, it seems to be very serious, are you in good health now?" Her Looking at Ye Qingjun's left hand, the information only briefly stated that he injured his left hand and left foot. Seeing that his actions have not changed, there should be no problem with his left foot, but he doesn't know what happened to his hand.

Under her concerned gaze, Ye Qingjun moved his left wrist, "It's all gone."

"That's good, but it's good after all, right? If there's something uncomfortable, you must tell me, do you know?"

The teacher seemed easy to get along with.Ye Qingjun showed a smile, then nodded slightly, "Well, I remember."

Chen Can listened to their conversation, and felt that although the young man didn't talk much, he looked very polite. He didn't know why the photo looked like he had a lot of problems. Maybe it was because of amnesia?

He looked up at the wall clock on the wall and reminded his colleagues, "Xiuwen, it's almost time, you can take Ye Qingjun to the class first, don't forget to go to the auditorium to attend the opening ceremony later Don't be late for the speech."

Only then did Huang Xiuwen remember that it was getting late, "I see, classmate Ye, come with me."