Chapter 75 The Unable to Hidden Sense of Presence
Li Yan originally thought that he would be called by Guo Qiwen to go to the office for education. Unexpectedly, the class teacher still glanced at the classmates in Class 0 equally and answered the questions after class. Back to the office.
Class Zero also had little discussion about the lunch break commotion, which made Li Yan very comfortable.
He likes to be in the limelight, but he doesn’t like to be in the limelight for this kind of thing.
Relying on strength and moisturizing things silently will bring out the feeling.
Class Zero is indeed more aloof. Everyone only sees learning, which is very good.
During the lunch break, it was obvious that everyone was in awe of him. It was easy to see the emotion of "wanting to speak but not daring to come forward", especially the lean boy with dark skin on the lower bunk, who was all attracted by Li. Yan glimpsed a few times and was about to reach out to say hello, but then pretended that nothing happened.
What the hell, there are a bunch of boys in the lunch break room!
They are all so shy and do nothing!
It’s okay, no one comes to say wow, I admire you so much, and it saves Li Yan the trouble of continuing to correct his image.
As a result, when I returned to the dormitory...
"Be reasonable, Brother Yan," Zhu Qinglun became very kind to Li Yan, "I thought about it today, and I really appreciate your well-founded toughness. Your courage is commendable. "
You have been holding back in class for a long time. You are shy in front of outsiders, but you are chatty when you go back to the dormitory. It's strange.
"There's nothing to talk about, it's not a matter of courage." Li Yan turned on the computer and glanced at the flashing qq in the lower right corner, "He was indeed wrong and wronged me, so I went to correct him. It's not that I didn't give him a chance, it was based on logic, not courage."
"Aren't you afraid that the teacher will retaliate against you later?
"He is the one who should bear the responsibility. If the teachers and even the school management of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School are at this level of being led by their emotions, then the revenge they give is nothing like a shoestring."
"Brother Yan, I'm impressed." Lin Heng smiled.
"Oh, I don't like this either. And things like revenge and wearing small shoes, in the final analysis, it depends on your own value to the school. As long as I am good enough, the school will come forward to help me teach some idiots a lesson."
Li Yan quickly replied to the message without paying attention to the surprised expressions of her roommates.
It was only then that they realized that this only sports student in Class 0 had great ambitions.
But Li Yan, who is very ambitious, is chatting with a girl.
On the other side of the screen is Li Xinyuan, who just shared her experience of enrolling in Jinshi Experiment.
"You have been a junior high school student for a week, and I have just caught up now."
"Using punctuation in chatting is a very good habit."
"..."
Li Xinyuan replied with a ashamed expression.
Before his rebirth, Li Yan didn’t like online chatting, and especially hated emoticons. He always felt that across the screen, many people had changed, and many emotions had become blurred—expressions were lost in conversations, and words could be disguised.
He doesn’t understand!
Now he has changed. He chats with words and emoticons across the screen, giving both parties space and a buffer.
He thought that after Li Xinyuan became his friend, he would keep sending messages, and he was worried that he would not have the time or energy to deal with it. If the relationship was broken up by taking a walk in the corridor, the conversation would start again. What can I do about the misunderstanding?
It turned out that he underestimated this girl.
Li Xinyuan’s sense of distance is well controlled and she firmly adheres to the definition of “former classmates and friends”.
This is the best.
When he was first reborn, Li Yan was still worried that the children were too naive and that he would seem out of place. However, after getting along with each other along the way, he discovered that in fact, the primary school students back then, and even the current group of junior high school students, were very different from his impression. .
The older I get, the more I feel that I should have been very naive before, so that I can highlight my growth today.
When I got to junior high school, I felt that elementary school was stupid. When I got to high school, I felt that junior high school was ignorant. When I got to university, I felt that high school was an ivory tower... In fact, after working, Li Yan could no longer talk to herself in university.
From this point of view, I was very naive in college.
Because when you are a student, you don’t need to be forced to eat the negative emotions from society.
This is also true for children who have suffered hardships and become masters early.
Some children from wealthy families go smoothly in the workplace, and they can continue to be childish.
You will even be praised for having a childlike innocence.
Look at it this way... maybe Li Xinyuan is not as happy and sunny as she looks on the surface, right?
Lin Zhiyuan doesn't care about the sense of distance. Even though Li Yan only turns on the computer when he returns to the dormitory at night and often disappears for the whole day, Lin Zhiyuan, who has his cell phone with him, will send frantic messages to Li Yan when he gets up in the morning and during his lunch break. He would post about all kinds of trivial things, and the little fat man would even suddenly send an emoticon, and then say he would try it...
During the occasional high-intensity chats between Li Yan and the little fat man, The typing skill was activated, and with the blessing of his secondary skill "Speed", the "typing speed" in "Typing" improved rapidly.
"Okay, tonight is the first training session. I'll log off and say goodbye."
"Wow, doesn't that mean I don't have to go to the evening..."
I haven't finished watching Lin Zhiyuan yet. After hearing the news, Li Yan turned off the computer, got out of bed, grabbed her ball bag, and ran to the gymnasium as her roommates looked on with envy.
The students are all on their way to the classroom. In early September, the sky darkens very slowly, and the sky can still be seen at seven o'clock in the evening.
Li Yan's steps are light and his mood is comfortable. Now he is living the campus life of his dreams.
As soon as I walked into the brightly lit gymnasium, I heard the harsh sound of rubber scraping the floor and the familiar crisp sound of a badminton racket being hit.
The venue looks big from the outside, but there are actually eight venues inside. At a rough count, there are four teachers and eighteen team members.
Today is the induction ceremony for new recruits in the first grade of junior high school. Usually, there are rare times when all the players are in attendance, so the third grade of junior high school and the second and first grade of junior high school will practice in a staggered manner.
The ceremony was very simple. Coach Wu, whose chest was as hard as stone, looked at his hands behind his back. He tried his best to squeeze out a few smiles from his serious face and expressed a few words of welcome.
Immediately said ten more sentences of "The ugly words come first" and twenty rules.
Serious as it is, Li Yan was very surprised and happy when the welfare was distributed. Two teaching assistants brought a big box full of equipment.
"Sneakers and uniforms, one set for each person, only medium and large sizes. You can also wear your own, come up and get them." Coach Wu's voice was full of confidence.
Li Yan stepped forward with joy, but found that he was the only one who left the team.
Even the coaches seemed a little surprised that he stepped forward to receive the equipment.
"These shoes and clothes are for training, right?" the assistant coach asked in a low voice.
"I know, I don't have shoes or clothes, it's just right."
After taking the equipment, Li Yan walked back and glanced at his teammates. Who was not wearing a competition uniform and a pair of new shoes, holding a pair of shoes in his hand? These are items you can only see in specialty stores.
It is not difficult to understand that badminton is a money-consuming sport. Being able to play at a high level is a bit childish. Families that can support the training expenses will not be unable to buy a set of high-end equipment for their children. .
If he were really a junior high school student, he might have been immersed in the quagmire of emotions at this moment, but Li Yan only had one thought at the moment:
The clothes and shoes that Bai prostituted are so cool.
The first day of training was still focused on preliminary preparations such as warm-up teaching, explanations, and team division. Coach Wu was soon busy taking the junior high school athletes - they were indeed more urgent.
Warming up and running laps, this is all the training content for the new first-grade players today.
A hunk with obvious muscular lines suddenly patted Li Yan on the shoulder, "Coach Wu is very strict. I will suffer the consequences in the future."
"I like this kind of strict coach." Li Yan smiled.
"Very good, kid. I am Wu Qiang, a second grader in junior high school. In normal training, I take the first and second graders to practice together. Just call me Aqiang."
"Hello, Brother Qiang! Take care of me!"
"You are very energetic, boy." Wu Qiang has thick eyebrows, and with his strong appearance, it can be said that the word masculine is engraved on his face.
The training session was about to end, and Li Yan did not even have a word with his teammates.
He experienced it from the moment he entered the stadium. Excluding the third graders who didn’t care at all, the other eleven members of the second and first graders, except for Wu Qiang who greeted him friendly, everyone else looked at him like a wolf. .
No way, Li Yan is the only physical education student in Class 0 and the only one among the physical education students who enters the experimental class.
If you are the best at studying sports, then prepare to accept the test from sports.
"Team," a team member shouted, "the training is over, can you allocate us one-on-one in the second grade of junior high school to try the level of this group of recruits?"
"Open Not open?" Wu Qiang shouted to the recruits.
"Listen to the captain's arrangements." Someone from the first-year junior high school team members responded immediately.
“You can just pick, but this kid,” Wu Qiang raised his racquet and pointed at Li Yan, who had just stood up, “is mine.”
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