In the impression of my parents, the high school is located around the train station, and there are many three religions and nine streams living nearby, and I am afraid that Mu Yan will contact these people for a long time and learn badly.

Parents always hope that their son will become a dragon and want to do their best to give Mu Yan a better education and living environment.

"Mom, I really don't need it, I can't bear my little friend." Mu Yan still refused, according to Mu Yan's memory, the school in the city center was not very good, Mu Yan also learned to compare in the school in the city center, and followed the classmates in the class to mix in some entertainment places, because Mu Yan wanted to integrate into that class very much as a transfer student at that time, afraid of being isolated if he refused them.

Later, after a year or two, Mu Yan disappointed his family and became a bad child in the eyes of his parents.

Now Mu Yan only wants to do what kind of things at what age, this is the time to study hard, she wants to study hard, let her grades be excellent, make her parents proud, and be admitted to a good high school.

"Well, there's a week anyway, you can think about it." Mu Yan's parents actually respect their children's own ideas very much and will not force them, but the former Mu Yan did not see this, but just blindly suppressed his own ideas and did not communicate with them.

Suppressed to the end can only be an outburst, forming the final result, which is also what Mu Yan found out when he grew up, but the mistakes he made could not be made up at that time, and his mother was already white overnight before she was old.

After a week, Mu Yan didn't change his mind, but just put his mind on reading, turning out the books from the previous elementary school, filling in his vacancies and making up for his shortcomings.

The opening of the attached middle school is the same as other schools, starting with self-introduction and election of the class committee, and Mu Yan does not have any special talents, and does not want to run for the class committee, the class committee of the junior high school is just an offending existence, she just wants to absorb the knowledge of this world.

What's more, she may be able to retrieve her memories in this experience, and Mu Yan will not easily mess up all this.

"I am your homeroom teacher, my surname is Guo, and I am also your English teacher, I will spend three years with you in the attached middle school, you can come to me if you have any difficulties, you are your first student, I am also the first time to be your teacher, I am not much older than you, I just graduated from college, I very much hope to become friends with you." Mu Yan's homeroom teacher is a very young lady.

With a smile on his face, his gentle words dispelled the students' nervousness about entering junior high school.

The weather was still muggy, "crunch, crunch." The sound of the fan turning in the classroom was accompanied by the teacher's lecture in the room, and the students who had just entered junior high school were quiet and had not yet revealed their true nature.

Summer always makes people drowsy, Mu Yan listened to a class with his spirits, and did not frolic with the students of Class 5 when he got out of class, but went to the toilet to wash his face and raise his spirit to prepare for the next class.

"Mu Yan, which class are you in, why didn't I see you in the first class." At this time, Mu Yan met Huang Yanbing in the bathroom, and she took a water cup to the hot water pool outside the bathroom to receive water.

"I'm in Class 5." Mu Yan replied.

"Why are you in Class 5?" Huang Yanbing was puzzled, it shouldn't be with Mu Yan's grades, but Huang Yanbing, who was still young, didn't have the sophistication of an adult, and he didn't know how hurtful such words were.

Mu Yan didn't take this to heart, but said: "It's the same everywhere, just listen to the class." ”

Mu Yan didn't answer the reason why Huang Yanbing was assigned to Class 5, she was afraid that if she talked too much, her former companions would look down on her and talk about something behind her back.

"Then I can play with you between classes." Huang Yanbing didn't notice that Mu Yan didn't answer her directly, but thought about the recess time.

"Okay." Mu Yan didn't refuse, if he was obsessed with reading and didn't interact with people, then wouldn't he be the last thing Mu Yan was, with no friends and alone.

Although she is still young now, and she doesn't know how long her childhood friendship can last, Mu Yan intends to treat everyone around her well, even if Mu Yan's adult thinking is a little different from that of people of this age, but she will try her best to fit in, instead of looking down on them and thinking they are naïve, obviously she is the strangest one.

"Jingle bells." When the bell rang for class, Huang Yanbing ran back to the class, and Mu Yan also walked back to the class quickly to his seat.

The six classes of the first year of junior high school are on the same floor, from one to six in order, one end of the class is the office of the teaching director and the teachers of each subject, one end of the sixth class is the bathroom and the pantry, there is a staircase at each end, and the upper floor is the upper class classroom.

Mu Yan returned to the class, the same table at this time was already in the seat, got up to make way for Mu Yan, Mu Yan sat back in his seat, the position of the class is arranged according to height, Mu Yan is not tall in the class, and sat by the window in the fourth row of the first column.

"Where have you been?" This is the first time that the same table has spoken to Mu Yan, and the same table is a quiet little girl. "My name is Hu Shanshan, what's your name?"

Mu Yan looked at the table where she was talking and wanted to rub the top of the girl's head very much, after a long time in the experience, she had already begun to miss Mu Qiu.

"I went to the bathroom just now, my name is Mu Yan." Mu Yan answered Hu Shanshan's question and controlled the hand he wanted to stretch out.

"Can we go to the bathroom together in the future?" Little girls' thoughts are always cute, and I don't know why friendships between girls always start with going to the toilet.

"Of course you can, the teacher is here, I heard that this class is a Chinese class, so take out the book." Mu Yan took out the Chinese textbook from the book on the table, wrote down the class schedule, and reminded Hu Shanshan.

I don't know if the teacher in this class will be as kind as the homeroom teacher, Mr. Guo.

Entering the classroom was an elderly male teacher, who looked very serious and fierce, and the students in the class did not dare to speak, as long as there was a sleepy student lying on the table, it was a precise chalk head to smash it, and that quasi-head was beyond the reach of Mu Yan, who had been practicing for many years.

Mu Yan worked hard to absorb knowledge, and passed a small note to himself at the same table, but he only put it in the pen case first, and planned to check it between classes, the teacher's speed of speech was relatively fast, Mu Yan could only concentrate on listening to the class, and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

However, the tablemate seemed to be a little angry, took the other end of the pen, poked Mu Yan's arm, and asked her to check the content of the note, but Mu Yan didn't pay attention to it and continued to concentrate on listening to the class.

When Mu Yan opened the note after class, he saw that it was written whether he wanted to be friends with her, Mu Yan wanted to talk to his tablemate, but the tablemate was sulking and didn't care about Mu Yan, packed his schoolbag and prepared to go home.

Originally, there were four classes in one morning, but it had taken two classes to introduce himself and run for the class committee, so now it was time for the noon break, and the summer school was out at half past eleven at noon, and classes were at half past two in the afternoon, and Mu Yan also planned to go home to eat and rest first.

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