In October, Xiping County has entered autumn. The afternoon sun shines through the windows into the classrooms of Class 3 and 5 of high school, giving people a warm feeling.

The students who had listened to three classes seemed tired, and they collectively read the boring English with the teacher as if they were as lazy as the sunshine.

On the podium was a young female teacher with a pretty face, obviously not satisfied with the scene in front of her. She slowly glanced at the student reading aloud below, and soon stopped on a boy in the middle of the classroom, frowned slightly.

The boy looked tall and thin, and he was sleeping soundly on the desk with his head tilted, and the sun shone on his fair face and emitted a faint halo. The trace of saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth destroyed some beauty.

What's even more hateful is that it even snores!

"Xia Hongjun!" The female teacher couldn't bear it and shouted.

As the old man suddenly scolded, the whole class stopped reading aloud and looked at the boy who was sleeping soundly.

"Old Xia, wake up!"

The strong-looking boy with acne-faced face in the same table saw that something was wrong, and immediately pounded the other person's arm. Seeing that he still didn't respond, he rushed to step on the boy under the table.

"Ouch..." The handsome boy suddenly jumped up like a cat with his tail stepped on. He opened his eyes and looked around. His blank eyes suddenly became terrified.

“Where is this place?”

"who I am?"

The boy murmured.

"Hahaha..." The whole class burst into laughter.

Pretend to be stupid!

This guy is so similar!

The teacher was so angry that his face turned red, and his chest was undulating. She tried to control her emotions and sneered: "Are you going to ask "What are you asking you to get up?"

"Yes..." the boy nodded with a serious look on his face.

"I'll ask you... to go out!" The teacher couldn't help it anymore, pointed to the classroom door and shouted, the volume increased by a full octave!

My sister, I really asked...

The boy muttered in his heart, and walked out of the classroom in shame amid the laughter of his classmates.

Standing on the steps outside the door and listening to the sound of reading in the classroom again, he began to think about everything that happened.

He remembered very clearly that as a literary and artistic young man born in the 1980s, he was dranking beer in his single room with a few like-minded friends and complaining loudly that love and literature in this era were dead. He yearned for the golden years of the 1980s. Finally, he used his drunkenness to sing a song called "Love in the 1980s" by Zhao Zhao.

In my own singing, I fell asleep soundly.

After waking up, I actually came to this strange place!

Touch your arms and twist your face, everything is real.

Now he has to admit a fact that he has traveled through time by himself.

In 2020, an uncle in his thirties penetrated his soul into this senior high school student named Xia Hongjun.

And this year is 1983!

This is the 1980s that countless literary youth yearn for?

He looked around.

It feels strange and familiar, like looking at an old yellow photo.

Blue sky, poplar.

Rows of old blue brick houses, snow-white walls, and red paint on the doors and windows are a bit lost, which is mottled. A row of red slogans painted on the gables are particularly eye-catching, and the atmosphere of the times is coming:

"One red heart, two preparations!"

OK, I'm a senior high school dog now.

He had to accept this identity.

At this time, the crisp bell rang, and the originally quiet campus suddenly became lively, and students rushed out of various classrooms.

The classrooms in Class 3 and 5 of high school are still quiet.

Xia Hongjun learned from his memory that this English teacher named Liu Aiyun especially likes Yantang. So he stood on the steps and looked at the students of this era. He was used to it, so he focused his attention on girls.

They were dressed simply, most of them were red or blue on the ground, with slightly fat pants underneath, and some were simply wearing blue sportswear.

Everyone has no makeup, short hair or long braids. Although they can't say they are very beautiful, they look very clean. Perhaps their clothes are bigger and thinner, and they do not have the graceful curves of girls in the later generations.

Too.

After all, it was the early 1980s, an era of relatively scarcity of material resources and lack of food and clothing.

Xia Hongjun quickly came up with the answer.

He was thinking about it all, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He saw two girls walking out of the classroom next to him. The tall, tall, tall and fair neck, and slightly raised chest were like a proud little swan.

Merry!

The girl's name flashed into Xia Hongjun's mind immediately.

This is the goddess in the minds of many boys on the campus of Xiping No. 1 Middle School. Of course, there is no such thing as a goddess in this era.

What surprised Xia Hongjun even more was that she was wearing a blue sportswear on her upper body and a pair of washed denim bell-bottomed pants under her!

Tighten the top and loose the bottom, making the curves of a pair of long legs very well outlined.

Even though Xia Hongjun was picky with his aesthetic gaze forty years later, he had to admit that this girl's figure and appearance were excellent.

"Hey... that boy is always looking at you." A thin girl next to her whispered in Meili's ear, her name is Wu Juan.

In fact, without reminding her by her companions, she noticed the boy standing on the steps and looking at him as soon as she left the classroom door.

Although the two had never spoken, she knew that his name was Xia Hongjun.

Both of them were in the third year of high school and the next class, and they looked up and saw each other.

Also, he looks more handsome than other boys...

But when I see a boy who always blushing, I am standing on the steps today but looking up and down at myself, looking at me unscrupulously.

Mei Li was a little angry and glared at Xia Hongjun fiercely.

This is my weapon to treat some bold boys in the school. Under my sharp eyes, most of them will lower their heads and blush their faces and leave in shame amid the ridicule of the boys.

But today doesn't seem to work.

The boy did not dodge in his eyes, but instead smiled and showed his snow-white teeth.

Hey... he looks pretty good when he smiles.

Meili suddenly felt her heart beating a few times.

"Don't pay attention to him, why don't we go!"

Meili hurriedly took Wu Juan's hand and left.

Before leaving, he seemed unwilling to leave just like this, and spat softly, "Rogue!"

Hello?!

I am a hooligan?

I just looked at you for a few glances and was a gangster?!

Xia Hongjun felt very wronged.

I just look at all beautiful things with appreciation, but unlike the Xia Hongjun who used to blushed at you, but there was something ulterior motive hidden in his heart!

At this time, the third and fifth classes of high school were finally over, and Teacher Liu was the first to walk out of the classroom.

Xia Hongjun was thinking about whether to bow to the teacher in person to apologize or something. Unexpectedly, Teacher Liu looked at him and said, "Go back to the classroom. Now it is already in the third year of high school. You must study hard!"

The voice is gentle and the speech is serious.
Chapter completed!