On August 30, 2008, I returned to my hometown.

Looking at the high school admission notice, Nani?! How could I be admitted to Xinyi No. 3 Middle School? When I filled out the application form, didn’t I fill in Xinyi No. 1 Middle School? And my cousin Yuan was admitted to Xinyi No. 1 Middle School! In addition to being surprised, he could only accept the reality helplessly...

Analysis of the strength image of the hometown high school can be simply described as "one leader, four carriages."

"Leader" refers to the education city, which is included from kindergarten to high school. Typical schools with funds and strengths! Most of the students with good grades and specialties are taken over by them. Therefore, it is normal for them to rank first in the grade ranking list.

"Four carriages" refer to Xinyi No. 1 Middle School, Xinyi No. 2 Middle School, Xinyi No. 3 Middle School, and Xinyi Qiaozhong. Perhaps because of their close strength, the students were evenly divided. And I was assigned to Third Middle School.

The third chapter is not scary, what is scary is human words.

When filling out the application form in the third year of junior high school, the one said that the third high school was very messy and people often fought. The other said that the third high school had died and there was a ghost. After hearing this, the first feeling after hearing this was that you must not fill in the third high school! However, fate was at work, so I still entered the third high school...

Is this fate? Is it destined? Huhu, maybe it is.

The next day, Uncle A took me to Xinyi No. 3 Middle School to report. From Dacheng to Xinyi City, I had to take a minibus and passed through a very tortuous mountain road, including the famous Changgangling. This means that I can't go home every day like the elementary and junior high school, and I can't help but feel a little sad...

When I arrived at the door of No. 3 Middle School, I was a bit old.

I went in and paid the tuition for the teacher. Well, a male teacher who didn't look very young but was actually quite young talked to my uncle. After a simple exchange, oh! He turned out to be my first-year high school teacher, Teacher Zhang! Unfortunately, the subject he taught was the subject I didn't like the most - mathematics.

Soon, I found the dormitory and chose a bed. After I figured out how to eat at the canteen and how to go to class, my uncle took me to the streets of Xinyi and bought a pair of sandals. The weather was hot! I was so happy after visiting for a long time!

Finally, after getting everything done, Uncle Ah is going to go to Dongguan to grow vegetables again. I can't bear to bear it, but after all, it's so big, I didn't show it.

I said goodbye to Uncle A. I looked at Uncle A.’s back as I walked away, but I was still anxious and cried, but I wouldn’t cry. I remember that it was the last time I cried. I don’t know if I grew up or because of the rebellious psychology, I became cold.

Hu, there was a classmate in the dormitory at that time, his name was Jianying. He arrived a little earlier than me, so he already knew how to go to the canteen and how to open a meal in the canteen. So much so that he took me with me, so I didn't "bump" like a blind-headed black fly. Huhu, but later he told me that when he first saw me, he thought I was stupid. Haha, indeed, I was a little stupid.

It was evening, and all the newly registered students went to the dormitory to get everything done. Then, class...

I remember that I was wearing a pair of sports leisure pants and a pair of sandals that night. Can you imagine how rustic it was? Oh, who told the head teacher to say that he couldn't wear slippers! The weather was hot, so I didn't want to wear swipes...

Fortunately, I thought my dress was very handsome at that time. Yes, my narcissism began to be born here.

I was sitting at the second to last near the door, and the one sitting with me was Ting. He was taller than me. Huh, it seems that I should not mention my height. At that time, my height was still the last few tallest in the class.

The one sitting behind was Fang and Ying. I want to say that the first time I saw it when I entered through the back door of the classroom was Ying's eye-catching pink belt. Then, I looked at her side face, is it cold beauty?

Then, there is the one in front of the seat. The one on the right is a piano, which looks like a popular face.

As for the one on the left, why does she seem to be sobbing? Well, yes, she is really crying. I thought at the time that I was worried, I was not the only one who was anxious. Huh, I suddenly felt so happy that I was not very happy at first. Hahaha! Is this the rhythm of gloating? Also, her hair is tied up, it is really, a little ugly. I don’t know if it was born like this or I went to the hair salon. Her hair was very fleece, very tied, and lacked beauty. However, it was such a person who later became the person who had the greatest influence on me. Her name is Gan.

Okay, I’ll post the books. The books are all placed on the podium and I go up and take them one by one. Seeing that others are so natural about taking books, I think I should be fine.

When I was picking up the book, my narcissistic mind began to cause trouble. While walking towards the podium, I thought I was so handsome, attracting the attention of all the female classmates. Huhu, who knew that it was an embarrassment...

Why did you get a few more books? Oh, I took it and repeated it! I spent some time on the podium, and some of the students below began to complain: Demon! Are you wrong? I can't even get this book!

I feel so embarrassed, and that look has also added a lot of shameful effects...

Overall, the first night in high school was pretty good, and everyone in the dormitory could soon get together. Although I listened a lot, I felt good.

This is how high school days began.
Chapter completed!