"Mu Yan, do you want to go together." Huang Yanbing and Grandpa Mu Yan's family are in the same community and the same building, and because of the distance between the two, they became friends.

"Let's do it together." Mu Yan agreed to Huang Yanbing's request.

Mu Yan asked on the road how to coax Huang Yanbing if he made him angry, and Huang Yanbing proposed several ways for Mu Yan.

Mu Yan decided to go to the shop outside the school to buy some snacks for the same table Hu Shanshan with his pocket money before class in the afternoon. The two went back to their respective homes and made an appointment to meet downstairs at 2 p.m. to go to school.

The noon break passed quickly, Mu Yan did not have the habit of taking a lunch break, after eating the lunch prepared by his grandmother, the old man let himself go to rest for a while, but Mu Yan refused to take advantage of the noon break to finish the homework assigned by the teacher in the morning, and there was not much time to rest, and soon it was the time agreed with Huang Yanbing.

The two of them went to school, and on the way, Mu Yan bought some candy and gave it to Huang Yanbing, leaving some as an apology for Hu Shanshan at the same table.

When he arrived at the class, there were still ten minutes before the class time, there was a lot of noise in the class, Mu Yan didn't plan to participate, the little table was already on the seat, and he saw Mu Yan give up his seat to let Mu Yan in, but he didn't talk to Mu Yan.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to be friends with you, na, I bought you candy, forgive me." Mu Yan tried to persuade his peers in a coaxing tone.

"Hmph, I didn't make friends with you because I didn't look at the candy." The little table couldn't control his desire to eat candy, snatched the candy in Mu Yan's hand, and spoke to Mu Yan in an arrogant tone.

Mu Yan smiled dumbly, thinking in his heart that children are really coaxing.

"It's okay for us to be friends, but don't disturb me when I listen to the class, and we study hard together." Mu Yan and the same table of the three chapters of the Hu Shan Covenant.

Progress is mutual, and it is the right way for two people to motivate each other, and it would be bad if they dragged each other down and affected each other.

"I also want to study hard, but I can't listen to the teacher." Children are always active and can't calm down, maybe it's not that Hushanshan doesn't want to study hard, but he can't control himself.

"As a friend, if you don't know anything, I'll explain it to you between classes." Mu Yan thought that since the teacher's lecture was boring, as a friend, he could explain it to him in another way, and he could consolidate what he had already learned.

"Thank you." Hu Shanshan expressed her sincere gratitude to Mu Yan, her grades were not good, otherwise she would not have been assigned to the fifth class, her own parents are uneducated people, she can't understand the teacher's lectures too deep and boring, now that someone is willing to help her, of course she will seize the opportunity.

"The class is out!" I don't know who shouted, everyone rushed up, wanting to transcribe the lesson.

Mu Yan stayed in his seat and didn't act, now there are a lot of people, just go and copy one during recess, and it won't delay anything, but Mu Yan wanted to tell Hu Shanshan his thoughts, but Mu Yan was a step late, and there was no one on Hu Shanshan's seat.

The bell rang, the teacher walked into the classroom, saw the chaos, settled down the order before starting to lecture, when settling down the order, Hu Shanshan took out a mobile phone like a treasure.

"I took a picture of the class schedule, and you sneaked a copy at the end of class so that no one else found out." Hu Shanshan whispered to Mu Yan.

The school prohibits students from bringing mobile phones, so Hu Shanshan will be so nervous, like a thief.

"Thank you." Mu Yan thanked Hu Shanshan, not all of them had written down the class schedule just now, and the people between classes must still be very large, Hu Shanshan did Mu Yan a great favor.

"Class, class is quiet, this history lesson." At this time, the teacher in the class was not the same two in the morning, but another young man.

History is always boring, and the history teacher knows it, so he doesn't lecture in the same way as others, but each chapter is explained in the form of a very interesting story, in history, you can understand the fun of different dynasties, and look at the ancients in different ways.

The first year of junior high school has nine subjects, Chinese, mathematics, English, history, ideology and morality, music, art, physical education, and information technology.

Mu Yan learned from his later experience that there were not a few classes in art and music, and these teachers were always busy with things and diseases, and these classes would always become annoying to students.

A class passed quickly, Hu Shanshan took out his mobile phone, the phone was a clamshell, instant noodles were only the size of a piece of soap, and Mu Yan had a hard time identifying the subtitles in the photo.

At this time, mobile phones were not like the kind of smart phones of later generations, with pixels comparable to cameras, and now it is only the early 21st century, and the pixels of mobile phones are only two or three million.

Mu Yan copied one more copy of the class schedule and returned it to Hu Shanshan along with the mobile phone, and said: "My eyes hurt when I look at the mobile phone, it's better to write it out, I copied one more for you." ”

"Thank you, Mu Yan, your handwriting looks so good, what kind of calligraphy do you use." Hushan, fir fruit, wood dialect written on a white piece of paper.

At this time, Mu Yan's was in a daze.

"Is it good for Mu Yanlai to practice calligraphy with grandpa, you see how ugly your handwriting is as ugly as a dog's crawling, what should I do if I am laughed at by my classmates." Mu Yan once remembered that his grandfather persuaded Mu Yan like this.

"I don't want it, I don't want it, it's so tiring to practice calligraphy, I want to go out and play." When he was young, Mu Yan was still a child, and he couldn't practice calligraphy in his heart.

"When you write well, grandpa will take you out to play." The old man used going out to play as an excuse to seduce Mu Yan.

"Hmph, you said you were going to take me out to play last time, but you ended up going to that metaphysical association." The young Mu Yan was not fooled.

"Didn't you go to play later, how could grandpa lie to you." The old man touched Mu Yan's head.

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"Mu Yan Mu Yan, what do you want, shouting that you ignore me for a long time, and the class bell is ringing." Hu Shanshan pulls Mu Yan back to reality.

The memory of Mu Yan's alarm clock is the world that Mu Yan once lived in, similar to today's world, the same words, the same high-rise buildings, busy traffic, Mu Yan doesn't know what the relationship between these two worlds is.

But Mu Yan figured out why he was a little familiar with the language, fonts and human environment of this world, and he didn't have a deep sense of incompatibility, as if she had lived in such an environment for many, many years.

Mu Yan knew that this was not her world, and even if it looked like it, she would not have the urge to stay here.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about things just now, my handwriting was taught by my grandfather, not with a copybook." Mu Yan answered Hu Shanshan's previous question.

"Okay, forget it." Hu Shanshan didn't dwell on this matter, and then left it behind.

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