The following afternoon, Huang Jingping was confused. Wang Jinju asked her what she said, "Okay!"

Wang Jinju felt something was wrong with her and reached out to touch her forehead, "What's wrong with you? It's not that she has heatstroke!"

"No, I'm just a little sleepy, I'll go out." Huang Jingping made an excuse randomly and looked at Feng Yiping in secludedly. Unexpectedly, Feng Yiping just looked up and gave her a gentle smile. In an instant, Huang Jingping felt that her heart was beating hard, and she quickly lowered her head and walked towards the back door.

But she also felt that Feng Yiping seemed to be looking at her all the time, and she was not even comfortable walking. Should I take my left or right foot, is my steps too big, and is my posture not good-looking?

When she walked to the corridor outside Class 2, she relaxed and trotted to the faucet in front of the cafeteria, scooped up a few handfuls of clear water and poured it on her face, and her mood calmed down a little.

She wiped her face with a handkerchief with red flowers on white background. She washed her hands and looked at everything familiar around her.

The outlet at the base of the canteen wall was still a stinky smell of water; the tung seeds on the tung trees behind the house were still green, and you can still see from here that there were a few cicadas lying on the branches swaying in the wind, and they were shouting "wavy"; beside the pond, the tender water plants swayed from side to side, and a few of the dense reeds had already bloomed. When a gust of wind blew, it bent slightly down with the wind and then straightened up immediately; on the water surface of the pond, rippling with fine waves, wave after wave; a frog jumped from a bunch of cattails to the shore with a "croaking" sound; in the classroom, there was no loud sound of the teacher's lecture, only the continuous "buzzing" sound, and the sharp and short "squeaking" sounds made by the feet of a chair moving on the ground...

All of this is nothing different from usual, but why does it look particularly different today from the past, and it seems to have a sudden enlightenment of joy.

She thought of the three realms mentioned by Teacher Wang just said two days ago, Wang Guowei, the master of Chinese studies, has I reached the third level?

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The afternoon before school started, the last class became a labor class. The school decided to adjust the classrooms of the three classes in the third grade.

Class 2 did not move, and Class 3 opposite moved here, while Class 1 of Feng Yiping and his team moved to the classroom at the front. Xiao Zhijie, a foodie, said that the biggest advantage of this is that it is close to the canteen.

This time when moving the classroom, Wang Yumin adjusted the seats. A seat sorting table was drawn on the blackboard. Feng Yiping was adjusted to the second row in the middle, just in the same row as Xiao Zhijie and Zhang Qiuling, and the two of them, sandwiched Zhang Qiuling in the middle.

Behind Feng Yiping was Huang Jingping, with Hu Junting sitting in two rows behind him.

Feng Yiping thought this scene was very familiar. When he thought, this ranking was a bit similar to the ranking in the movie "Those Years".

Zhang Qiuling was very happy, and Xiao Zhijie was very happy. As for Huang Jingping, I don’t know if she was happy or unhappy.

Zhang Qiuling hummed happily and placed the books she couldn't put down into a small city wall in front of the desk. "Feng Yiping, if you have any questions, it will be much more convenient now."

Feng Yiping answered her lazily, "It's not impossible, it depends mainly on your attitude. It's right or wrong. It's usually filial or not. Alas, I'm tired and thirsty. It's great if I had a bottle of ice soda!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Qiuling just pretended that she didn't hear it, and continued to hum a song, "Ah! What a painful understanding, you were all my...,"

Feng Yiping smiled and continued, "Hey, I've never been as helpless as a child!"

Zhang Qiuling thought for a while before she realized it. She took the book and smashed it on Feng Yiping's head with a shame and annoyance, "You're going to die!"

Xiao Zhijie, who looked puzzled, came over from behind Zhang Qiuling and asked Feng Yiping, "What does it mean?"

Feng Yiping said to Zhang Qiuling, "I don't know what's going on. You ask her why she is crazy."

Huang Jingping, in the back row, kept careful not to look at the front row, lowered her head to tidy up, and then erected her ears, preparing to listen to what Zhang Qiuling said, of course Zhang Qiuling refused to say it, so the two people in the front row and back row were a little disappointed.

On the first day of school, from the first class, it became noisy outside. The teachers were busy welcoming the new year. The same was true for class one, and two new classmates were welcomed, all of whom were repeat students.

It was really awkward to say that the classmates were. These two people were bigger than the ones here at first glance, especially the one named Song Weize, who stood on the podium, who should be a person of the same age as the class teacher. Looking at his shaved blue chin and looking at his whole expression, if he was really the same as the class teacher introduced him, and he was only seventeen years old, then he would be too anxious.

Feng Yiping felt that he should be around twenty years old. Fortunately, he is relatively short, otherwise it would be difficult for the people in the police station.

The other Su Yong was a little better and a little dull. He said he was sixteen years old, but of course, he should be around eighteen years old.

This kind of situation actually happens every year. If you don’t pass the exam in the first year and continue to study in the second year, it’s normal. These two people are not very normal.

After they graduated from junior high school, they probably went to society for a while and then thought about coming back to study. But of course they could not return to their original age. Everyone knows your real age. Even if you don’t usually say it, after the high school entrance examination, someone reported it in a letter saying that you are over 18 years old, then this hard work is in vain.

So it must have been a lot of effort for them to study at Liangjiahe Middle School.

First, you have to go to the police station and ask someone to find a relationship to change your age. Then, you have to go to the education department to find someone to change your academic status, or to make a student status. At the same time, you have to find a school far away from your home...

In short, if these add up, not only do you owe outside, but the expenses will not be small. People from ordinary families want to do it, but they are really powerless.

When seeing these two new classmates, most of them were thinking about Feng Yiping slapped Zhao Xing during the summer vacation, and thought, maybe there is a fun again, let’s watch it.

However, these two students who were already very mature are also very mature in their behavior. After a day or two, they had a good relationship with their classmates, and formed two new small circles.

Moreover, since their family will spend so much effort to send them back to school, their foundation will not be too bad. I believe the family has put a lot of pressure on them. I guess they have studied hard in the past few months, so their grades are also good.

Especially Song Weize, in the past two days of class, he performed well in the face of questions from teachers in various subjects. The math teacher asked him to do a geometry problem on the blackboard with Tang Shaokang, and he did it first than Tang Shaokang.

Tang Shaokang, the second child who has been around for a long time, actually tends to become the third child.

However, it is said that people should not behave like a person. After a few days, the dull Su Yong showed another side. In his spare time, he always came to Huang Jingping and asked her if she didn't understand anything.

Whenever this happened, Huang Jingping, like Shen Jiayi in "Those Years", poked Feng Yiping with a pen behind him, asked him about his homework, and treated Su Yong as air.

Su Yong was not discouraged and stood aside with a smile. When Feng Yiping explained, he also liked to intervene and say a few words. Sometimes he just squatted next to Huang Jingping's table, regardless of whether they listened or not, and smiled and talked about some of his experiences in the southern big cities. Although he didn't say it clearly, anyone could hear the show off in and out of words.

Of course, Feng Yiping didn't look cold-eyed like Huang Jingping, and he echoed or smiled from time to time, but he felt really frustrated.

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Chapter completed!