A Lucky Coin

After receiving the notice from the school, I finished all the preparations in two days on the first day of junior high school. In fact, there is nothing to be prepared, just certificates and money.

It's just that his luggage was packed a little early. With his new clothes taken into account, he had to open the box every time he changed his clothes.

But he didn't find it troublesome, he enjoyed it.

I feel excited every time I open the box.

He grew up so big, so many years, the first time to feel "himself.".

After quarreling with his family that day, no one cared about him or paid any attention to him. Grandma and mom were just like there was no him at home. No one cared whether he was at home or not, and whether he came back or not. Even when he was at home, no one called him after his mother cooked a meal.

Although some depressed, but junior one does not regret their decision.

He had thought that he would not be able to stay at home for many days, so he quit his part-time job and wanted to accompany his mother at home.

Maybe he's being amorous.

So he'll stay in the gym most of the time.

"When was the ticket bought?" Xiao Lin asked him.

"Not yet, there are," said the first day of junior high school, "go to the bus, and buy it when you stand?"

“…… Then you can buy a ghost. Hang it out of the window. " Kobayashi said.

"It's not spring, luck." the concept of buying tickets in the first day of junior high school is Spring Festival and May 11. When Kobayashi said that, he suddenly became nervous, "I can't buy them, can I?"

"Summer vacation, all students go to other places to go to school," Kobayashi took out his mobile phone, "let me help you see, I have to buy it in advance."

"Oh." Junior one stares at his cell phone.

As expected, the train ticket was a little nervous. Xiaolin looked at the date: "you give me the money, I'll buy it for you directly. You can go to the station and pick it up at that time."

"Yes, thank you." Junior high school nodded.

In fact, he wanted to leave as early as possible, but after all, he had never been far away. He was a little worried that he would not know what to do and how to report when he arrived at the school ahead of time? Where do you live? It's still a stammer. It's hard to ask And he was also afraid that leaving too early would make his family unhappy, although they might not know the start time of school.

Until the day before departure, he said to his mother, "I'll go to school tomorrow, school."

He originally wanted to say that I would leave tomorrow, which was a little shorter, but finally he chose a longer one to go to school, because he felt that "going" might make my mother uncomfortable.

But it seems that the effect is almost the same. My mother just snorted on the sofa and didn't even look at him.

This attitude doesn't matter to him any more. The expectation of a new life that will start tomorrow makes him have no more emotion to react to this attitude.

New city.

New scenery.

A new school.

A new classmate.

New friends That's not accurate. He doesn't have old friends.

The only friend is Yan hang.

Yan hang! Yan hang! Ha ha ha ha ha!

Ha what?

Chuyi fell to bed and sighed. He didn't even know whether the relationship between him and Yan Hang still existed.

He closed his eyes.

My mind is full of clutter.

For a while excited, for a while nervous, for a while at a loss, for a while and some low, repeated cycle.

And then I fell asleep.

When he woke up, he sat up and fell asleep? Where am I? How long did I sleep? What time is it? What's going on? Are you going to miss the train?

When he jumped out of bed, he was relieved to hear grandma's snoring on the next bed.

Took the mobile phone, walked out of the room gently, and sat down in the living room.

It's more than four in the morning.

He went to bed before supper yesterday until four o'clock in the morning and didn't eat supper.

I'm a little hungry.

After cooking some dumplings for himself in the kitchen, he didn't want to sleep any more and couldn't sleep any more. The excitement of leaving in a few hours was all around him. He felt dizzy and hit the doorframe three times when he went in and out of the toilet.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he stood up at six o'clock.

I decided to go out now and start when no one was up.

At half past six, his mother and grandmother would get up. He didn't know what to say and what kind of scenes they would have.

He took his luggage, changed his shoes, stood by the door, closed his eyes and thought carefully whether he had all the things with him. Then he glanced inside again, opened the door and went out.

It was quiet all around, only a few old men who got up early were slapping themselves as they walked.

The first day of junior high school has some feelings.

Just leave?Although he just went to school, he felt like he was going to say goodbye.

In fact, it can also be called farewell.

For some things, some memories, is farewell.

It's still early to get to the station. It's time to pick up the ticket. On the first day of junior high school, I found the ticket machine with my ID card. Xiaolin told him to pick it up on the automatic ticket machine.

He stood in front of the ticket machine.

I don't know if I was too nervous or too rustic. He almost didn't understand the words on the ticket machine and didn't know where to poke.

Next to the machine came a girl, junior one quickly looked at her operation.

After the girl skillfully took the ticket, she suddenly turned to look at him and asked, "what are you looking at?"

"No, I don't mean well, I don't think so." Chuyi was so scared that he quickly stepped aside, so embarrassed that his tongue almost diverged, "I don't, I..."

"No tickets?" Asked the girl.

"Ah," the first day of junior high school looked at the ticket machine awkwardly, "no, I did."

"It's very simple," the girl came up to his machine, "you see."

The first day of junior high school was stunned, hesitated to walk past, looked at her to click twice on the machine, and then put the ID card up according to what she said.

Then the tickets came out.

"Here," the girl handed him the ticket, "it's OK."

"Thank you." The first day of junior high school is a bit like wiping sweat.

"We're going to the same place," said the girl. "My train is a little earlier than you. Do you go to school?"

"Well." Just a little bit.

"Add a friend?" The girl took out her cell phone and said, "it's all villagers."

When he took out his cell phone, he was so nervous that he almost threw it on the ground. He was so big that he didn't talk to girls many times, and he didn't meet any girls he didn't know who wanted to make friends with him.

"My name is shellfish." Said the girl.

"Shell, shell?" First day of junior high school.

"Well," the girl said with a smile, "and you?"

"Snail." Junior one said.

The girl was stunned. After a while, she began to laugh. After a long time, she said, "you really are. My name is shellfish."

"Junior one," junior one smiles, "really."

"Well, first day of junior high school," the girl said with a smile, "I have to get on the bus. I'll contact you when I get to the place."

"Well." I nodded at first.

Junior one sitting in the waiting room, looking down at the weather on the mobile phone.

From today on, he can have the same weather as Yan hang.

Wechat news came in, he looked at it, coach he asked if he had gone out.

-I'm already at the station, but I still have an hour to drive.

- I'm so excited. Ha ha, I'll watch my mobile wallet on the road.

- OK.

I'm so excited.

Junior one feels that his emotions are quite complicated now, but all his emotions have been overwhelmed by excitement and excitement. He has almost no time to experience other things.

He looked at the circle of friends and found that there was no new content. To be exact, there was no new content from Yan hang.

However, the newly added shell made a circle of friends.

-Get in the car! Just now I met a cool young man who forgot to take a picture!

The first day of junior high school, I guess she was talking about herself. After a while, she was a little embarrassed.

This kind of feeling is different from that when Yan hang called herself a handsome young man.

"Yan hang!" Foreman sister Chen called at the door of the dressing room, "haven't you left yet?"

"No," said Yan HANGGANG, as he changed his clothes to get ready for work. He walked outside the door. "What's the matter?"

"Well, tomorrow's interview with the chef," Chen said, "you're going to follow me."

"What?" Yan hang looked at her, "why do I go with her?"

"Translator," sister Chen frowned, "I just answered a phone call, our translator fell down in the hospital, now there is no time to find someone, I have to top, but my stomach is not convenient, you follow me to help me."

Yan Hang is still looking at her. This arrangement is a little too sudden.

"Don't be nervous," said Chen, "your oral English is not very good. What a good performance opportunity. You can prepare yourself in the evening and come early tomorrow."

Yan hang wants to say that in fact, the performance opportunity I want is to let me go to the kitchen to make a dish and do translation. He is not so confident as cooking.

"Let's go and celebrate." Cui Yi said.

"I'm calling to ask if you have any experience in this field," Yan hang looked at him. "I don't want to celebrate. What can I celebrate about this..."

"What experience do I have?" Cui Yi went to the gate of the community. "You can ask me when your hotel asks you to fight a lawsuit."

Yan hang sighed and followed him out: "I'm afraid of making mistakes.""Chen Jinling's English is very good. You don't have to be nervous when she's around, and you don't have to carry it alone," Cui Yi said. "You don't look like someone who will have stage fright."

Chen Jinling is sister Chen. Her English is really good, but Yan Hang still feels that she has no foundation. After all, she has never done it before. If she can't react, she will be silent in the whole process, which will be a shame.

"What to eat?" Cui Yi asked.

"Xiao Li," said Yan hang, "you like Xiao Li best."

"That's true." Cui Yi tut said.

Yan hang laughed: "Xiao Li barbecue."

Xiao Li's barbecue taste is almost the same as that of the whole world, but it's the biggest selling point of his family, so there are a lot of people every time.

Yan Hang is also willing to eat, not because of the amount.

Every time he has a barbecue, he will feel a little friendly for no reason. The barbecue itself is very kind, plus I miss Dad again.

Also think of the first day of junior high school.

When he was about to finish eating, he asked the boss to bake some packages.

"Midnight?" Cui Yi asked.

"Well." Yan hang smiles.

"It's cold when eating. It's not delicious." Cui Yi said.

"Just process it, it will taste better," Yan said. "Add some butter, it's delicious."

"Did you use to eat like this?" Cui Yi looked at him.

“…… Well Yan hang answered in a low voice.

Cui Yi sighed and said nothing.

Until the boss brought the packaged kebab, he patted Yan hang on the shoulder and stood up: "let's go back."

Junior one has always felt that he is really very rustic, but after he went out, he found that he is not very rustic, but very rustic.

It's OK to enter the station with the ticket. It's easy to see at a glance to plug the ticket into the ticket gate. After entering the station, the car hasn't come yet. He stands there with a group of people and waits, trying to look like an old hand in the car. He rides back and forth every day.

Especially calm.

After the car came, he found that people were standing according to the number of cars marked on the ground. The place where he was standing was four blocks away from his car.

Calm veteran's camouflage was immediately torn, he carried the box and rushed to the other side. Fortunately, there were few things and the box was light. Fortunately, he ran fast.

Local dog.

After I got on the bus, I wanted to laugh.

Everything in the car was very fresh. He tried it quietly, including chair back, curtain and small table. It was very interesting.

Many people go to sleep as soon as they drive. Although they get up at four o'clock on the first day of junior high school, they don't feel sleepy and stare out of the window all the time.

Everything outside the car window, every eye is a strange distance for him, he has never been here.

And the car out of the city, it is more strange, eyeful of green people feel lit up.

The first day of junior high school was leaning against the car window, and his eyes looked a little bit far away from the near. The scenery moved more and more slowly, and he looked at the furthest space between heaven and earth.

As a child, he often thought, what's there?

On the other side of the cloud, on the other side of the field.

That's the new world.

Over there is Yan hang.

From getting on the bus to getting off the bus, junior one's face has been facing out of the window, looking at the things he saw for the first time.

Next to him sat an uncle. Several times when he turned his head, he opened his mouth to talk to him, but he pretended not to see it.

He wants to see the scenery, and he really doesn't want to talk to people.

Not everyone is willing to chat with a person who doesn't speak well. Only Yan hang, though sometimes he thinks he speaks slowly, finishes his speech for him.

With After To Slow Slow Say

In the middle, someone was pushing a car to sell lunch boxes.

The first day of junior high school hesitated for a moment. I felt excited and not hungry, but I bought a box and put it on the small table.

The taste is OK.

Uncle ate faster than he did. After dinner, he wanted to talk to him again. He quickly buried his face down and nearly put it into the lunch box. After pulling the food, he quickly turned to look out of the window.

Uncle had to turn around and talk to an old man in the corridor.

Junior one was relieved.

But I think I'm not promising.

So when the bus arrived at the station, he actively helped uncle take down a pile of luggage.

"Thank you, young man." Said the uncle.

"You're welcome." The first day of junior high school said that he pushed his way to the door behind uncle.

Here we are.

When I came out of the car on the first day of junior high school, I felt that the smell in the air was different.

The air by the sea!

He checked on the map, the railway station is very close to the sea, what he smelled is different, it must be the smell of the sea.

Yes! sea!

But he didn't have time to go to the seaside first. He had to go to school first and settle down.And then He wanted to go out for a walk.

He was the first group of students to report to school and looked very positive.

The school is very big. It's like walking through a square when I walk to the dormitory. The teaching building and dormitory look very new. They should have just been renovated, which is much better than he thought before.

Dormitory is eight, there is a bathroom, junior one did not live in school, standing in the middle of four shelf beds, he suddenly some panic.

Classmate.

For him, it's a little strange. He has many classmates, but he never really realized what a classmate is.

Now, he will live in this dormitory with seven classmates.

All of a sudden, I was at a loss.

Eight beds, looked at the bedside, did not write the name, meaning should be free to choose, first to choose?

The first day of junior high school hesitated for a moment, thinking that the upper berth was relatively hidden, and it looked more There is a sense of security.

He put the box on the upper bed by the window.

Just thinking about whether to go to school to buy bedding or to the supermarket to buy Bedding, the dormitory door opened, a boy carrying a box came in.

In terms of looking at people, junior one is very experienced.

The man was tall and strong, with a lot of acne on his face. He was wearing a pair of perforated jeans and a thick silver chain on his wrist with a bullet in the middle of the chain.

If he had not been in the school, he would not have thought that he was still a student.

Generally, such people

"This box is yours?" The boy went to the first day of junior high school and looked at the box on the upper berth.

"Well." Junior high school nodded.

"Change your bed," he said, tapping on the upper bed board. "I'm going to sleep here."

This sentence is basically an order that has no room for negotiation.

I haven't come back.

The boy impatiently dragged his box out: "do you hear me, what's the matter?"

At first glance, Chu took down the box and put it on another upper berth. There was a little distance between the upper berth and the window, but it was just fine.

Although he was very upset, he didn't say much. This was the first day he reported. He didn't want to conflict with anyone at this time.

After the man finished selecting the cupboard, he went to select the cupboard which was almost diagonal.

"What's your name?" The man looked at him.

"First day of junior high school." The first day of junior high school.

"What a name." The man said.

The first day of junior high school didn't speak, so he sat down on the stool beside his bed and thought that he would go out after finishing his packing. He was the only one in the dormitory who couldn't stay.

But before he moved, the dormitory door opened again.

The first time I saw the person who came in, I suddenly felt that I had chosen the wrong major.

There are a lot of majors in the school, but because no one can help him, he studied the whole process by himself. He tangled for a long time, compared various majors in detail, and made a serious thinking based on the situation that he couldn't learn all the time.

Finally, I chose a major in numerical control, information, kindergarten teacher, foreign language, finance, logistics and so on Automobile Service.

Now he doubts whether his choice is a bit inappropriate.

Acne looks like a social youth. Now the one who comes in is like a brother of acne, but there is no acne.

Facial expression and body language can make junior one feel that their luggage may have to move.

"Whose box?" No smallpox really opened the mouth.

Probably because acne is similar to his temperament, so he skipped the same kind and directly pointed to the opening of the box of grade one.

"Mine." The first day of junior high school is getting worse again.

I don't know if it's because he hasn't been chased, robbed, satirized or beaten in the past year. Suddenly, he can't stand this attitude.

In the past, he would go and take the box away again. But in many things, man is really an animal that can be high or low. It's only a year. Now he is upset and angry because of such things.

All the way over the good mood were destroyed by these two people.

"I'll take this shop," said Wu pox. "You change it."

Junior one looked at him and didn't speak or move.

Wu Po waited for a few seconds, tut, and reached for his box.

The first day of junior high school jumped up abruptly. In the past, he grabbed his wrist and twisted it down without waiting for his reaction.

The acne free body immediately straightened, the expression on the face also changed, and the eyebrows all wrinkled.

"You," junior one stares at him, "change the bed."

In the eyes without acne, the surprise was more than the pain, and the acne looked at them in surprise.

"I'll sleep here." Junior one finished and released his hand.Wupox shook his wrist, looked at him and put his box in the lower bunk of grade one.

"Your name is junior one, isn't it?" Acne asked.

"Well." The first day of junior high school should be called.

"My name is Li Ziqiang." Acne said.

I know your brother Li Zihao.

"Hello." Junior one said.

"Zhang Qiang." No pox also introduced itself.

There are so many words in the world, why can't they be compared with strong? It's OK to call it strong.

"Hello." The first day of junior high school, Zhang Qiang also asked a good question.

Then the three fell into an awkward silence.

The first day of junior high school was a little hard to carry. He got up and put his luggage in the cabinet. Then he put his towel and cup on the bed. After marking, he walked out of the dormitory.

All the way out, you can see many new students coming. There are social brothers like Qiang Qiang, and there are many children who are very good at first sight.

When I got to the school gate, the mood of the first day of junior high school was gradually raised again.

He took out his cell phone, opened the note, and looked at the content recorded above.

At the bus stop at the gate of the school, take a seven stop bus, then change to another bus, and then take five stops. After getting off, go 200 meters ahead and turn left. That's the street where Xiao Li barbecue.

It's a long way to go. It's the evening rush hour in the first day of junior high school. He was crowded in the bus crowd. At first, he felt that it was longer than the journey to learn the Scriptures. Later, he was so crowded that he couldn't breathe. He had the illusion that he had already learned the Scriptures.

After getting off the bus, he bought a bottle of iced black tea and drank more than half of it at a time, which slowly slowed down.

Two hundred meters ahead.

As he walked, he looked around.

He has seen these scenes countless times in his mobile phone, and now when he passes through the middle, the faint familiarity makes him feel very magical.

Never been to a place.

Because Yan hang became so familiar here.

There is a pet shop at the intersection in front. Turn left and go ahead, that's Xiao Li barbecue.

The first day of junior high school stopped.

Nervous.

What are you nervous about?

It's just a barbecue shop. Yan hang can't be in it now.

But still nervous, suddenly hit the nervous let him a little want to go to the toilet.

Local dog, why are you so hopeless