Chapter 1 Uncle Li, I’m hungry

Author: Changqing returns to Chengdu

Chapter 1 Uncle Li, I’m hungry

Sunshine, lateness, playground, back view...

After class, corridor, canteen, secret love...

Peeking, looking sideways, looking at each other, dodging...

Heartbeat, evening self-study, sunset, three years...

Qing Yun, who was sitting at the desk, looked at everything in the classroom with a faint smile on her lips.

Periods of youth kept flashing through his mind like fleeting glimpses.

However, the reminder "Only 71 days left before the college entrance examination" written on the blackboard in front of the classroom made him feel slightly melancholy.

I lay down on the table and took a nap and returned to 20 years ago. I am afraid this is the easiest rebirth in history.

It's a pity. It would have been nice to be reborn two years earlier and experience a complete high school.

With a smile on his lips, he shook his head and focused on the desk in front of him.

People's hearts are not enough, so don't be too pretentious.

Looking at the crammed test paper in front of him, even without the countdown reminder on the blackboard, he knew that today was March 27, 2003.

This day...

How could you forget?

The reason why I remember it so firmly is not because the questions in the second clinical mock exam before the college entrance examination are so unforgettable.

Human memory is not that strong. I have already forgotten all the questions in the test paper.

It was because what was about to happen in this classroom caused his life to fall into ruin for twenty years, but he could not extricate himself.

Qing Yun subconsciously turned her head and looked to the right of her seat.

The seat on the right was about two meters away from him, but there was no one in the middle.

After all, it is the second-diagnosis examination, which is completely similar to the college entrance examination, both in terms of test questions and examination room layout.

Even in order to simulate the college entrance examination scene to the greatest extent, there are only two invigilators in the classroom.

Even the mobile invigilators outside the classroom are personally provided by the school leaders.

What made Qingyun twist his neck was not the answer.

But people.

In other words, he simply wanted to once again appreciate the youthful beauty of that beautiful figure when she was seventeen or eighteen years old.

All right!

Go to your sister’s blind date bureau with leftover men and women!

God knows whether it’s a takeover or a soul ring addition!

Going back twenty years ago, I, the toad, wanted to blaspheme that noble white swan!

The seat Qing Yun was looking at was by the window, facing the playground, and a beautiful figure was sitting there.

At a distance of close to two meters, it would be nonsense to say that there is any fragrant fragrance coming from it.

He rubbed his nose, just to cover his voyeuristic actions.

From the perspective of appreciating beauty, adult souls who have experienced thousands of sails have become accustomed to looking from bottom to top.

Only children look at faces first.

Adults will look at the legs first.

However, Qing Yun still looked into the girl's eyes first.

The girl was doing the inspection carefully without squinting her eyes.

The corners of Qing Yun's mouth turned up involuntarily, and her eyes began to admire it wildly.

The uniform school uniforms are actually nothing to look at. The only thing that students can wear to express their individuality is their shoes.

A pair of white shoes is very ordinary and not ostentatious, but in the eyes of a 38-year-old soul, it is obvious.

MLB, with its white background and dark stripes, fell into disuse twenty years later, but in this era when Adidas Nike is still worshiped by young people, it is low-key enough.

After all, this is a brand that was founded only a few years ago and is not sold in China at all.

And the delicate ivory halo between the white shoes and blue school pants made the 18-year-old body breathe a little faster.

She turns me on!

It only takes a moment to learn to be bad.

Under the contamination of the 38-year-old soul, the 18-year-old body instantly understood the meaning of the word "style".

A man is a boy until he dies. At this moment, his 38-year-old soul and his 18-year-old body reach a consensus and merge together.

The loose spring school uniform covered the girl's graceful curves.

But that doesn't matter.

Naked-eye 3D modeling is an innate talent for people, especially men.

From an academic point of view, Li Manpu believes in the book "Public Opinion" that for the vast majority of people, the world outside the body is actually "untouchable, invisible, and unthinkable", but people can see it in their minds.

Select and reorganize the objective environment to generate a mimic environment.

Before rebirth, Qing Yun was a professor.

Although most of the time, I spent most of my time in low-class universities with low-class students writing papers in the underworld.

But this does not prevent him from using an academic perspective to perform necessary modeling.

A girl from a well-off family, her sitting posture is impeccably elegant, and her straight-waisted writing posture is as standard as a textbook.

Um……

From Qing Yun's point of view, it doesn't seem to be that perfect.

The standard posture requires punching the chest away from the table. Obviously this requirement is a bit embarrassing for the girl.

Fortunately, the desks were newly replaced in the past two years and have good pressure-bearing capabilities.

There are three realms in life, but there are ten realms in appreciating small life art films.

Obviously, after decades of training from hundreds of masters, Qing Yun's eye for deconstruction has been fully developed.

All things in nature, after decomposition, transformation, and recombination, will form various scenes!

Looking up at the starry sky, you can see the stars dotted with stars, spelling out many beautiful scenery of the prosperous times, whether you are sitting or lying down, or your eyes are blushing...

Appreciating calligraphy is like a woman's body swaying, quickly or slowly, and the movement of the brush strokes is like changing body positions. It's dizzying...

Spring insects and autumn sounds are all singing softly and quietly;

It snows in summer and winter, when can’t the artillery fire be fired?

At this time, there is no woman who cannot be superior, and there is no superior who is superior. She has broken through the "escaping one" and reached the level of a transcendent and holy master!

Qing Yun took a breath, interrupted this worldly experience, and continued to move his eyes upward.

After all, I was wearing school pants that looked like sweatpants. They were ugly, but they were full of elasticity.

The second diagnosis is a tough test with real swords and guns.

But the exam was tough and I couldn’t make it anywhere.

The girl's slender neck is surrounded by thick black shoulder-length hair, which is like a black waterfall pinned back by a small burgundy hairpin.

In the backlight, the golden hair tips swaying slightly in the wind under the warm spring sun are the softness in the hearts of countless men when they dream back at midnight many years later.

Two "dong dong" sounds from the table forced Qing Yun to look away. What she saw when she raised her head was the sullen and meaningful eyes of the invigilator.

Having lived for almost 40 years, how come Qing Yun didn't know what the teacher's eyes meant.

He smiled, picked up his paper and handed it to the front, "Uncle Li, hand in your paper."

Uncle Li, Li Fangping, mathematics teacher, is also his class teacher.

On the middle school campus, "Laoban", "Class Leader" and "Lao X" are the unified names for the class teacher by students.

But Li Fangping, who loves to mingle with students, chose the title "Uncle Li" when he started his freshman year of high school, saying that it had been the same for the previous years.

It wasn't until the Spring Festival of 2005 that the bandit's name was changed because of a movie.

Looking at the test paper in front of him and the smile on the young man's face, Li Fangping felt a little blocked in his heart. His gradually brewing mood was broken by Qing Yun's sudden move.

The young man in front of him is the number one in his grade, and he is also proud of him.

It's just that it was in the past.

After entering her senior year of high school, Qing Yun's grades steadily declined, and her total score dropped by ten points every time she took the monthly exam.

In the last monthly exam, his total score was already over 200 in his grade.

He can securely occupy the last position in this base class filled with top students.

If Qing Yun hadn't been a student in rural targeted poverty alleviation, and if it hadn't been for that pitiful experience, he would have been kicked out of this class two months ago.
To be continued...