The No. 1 Middle School is located in the center of Guangming City, hidden in the downtown area. Opposite the school gate is the largest wholesale market in Guangming City.

Zhang Fan stood in front of the gate of No. 1 Middle School, looking at the closed school gate and listening to the reading sounds from the teaching building not far away, and then he realized that the No. 1 Middle School had not yet ended school.

So I walked to a tall fig tree and stood up. I looked up and saw that the sky was covered by leaves.

The aroma of spicy oil came from the tip of the nose. The stall at the school gate had already started to fry some ingredients such as ham sausages, which was exactly the same as that of my own school.

Now the school gate of No. 1 Middle School is far less magnificent than the new school gate of its later generations, nor is it as new as the school gate of No. 3 Middle School.

There are high stone walls around it, covered with ivy, branches and vines, and the wind passes through the leaves and turns into waves.

The teaching building is also in the style of the last century. The gray tiles on the walls fell from east to west, but they had not been repaired.

Zhang Fan understood why the No. 1 Middle School of the City was so eager to move.

When the students walked into the brand new and beautiful teaching building, the first thing they faced was the smell of paint filled with the air.

However, compared with the modern new campus in my memory, Zhang Fan found that he still prefers the ancient and vicissitudes of No. 1 Middle School in front of him, at least a few tall and dense trees can cover the scorching sun above his head.

I looked up at the sun in the west. It was still gentle at this moment, and no one wanted to hide from it.

It's May instead of July, and the summer is not yet at its hottest time.

Zhang Fan kicked the bluestone slab under his feet with his toes, sighing that he was thinking far enough, while walking towards the school gate with a red umbrella.

He had just heard the school ringtone, but this had not changed.

Under the gaze of the middle-aged security guard, Zhang Fan stood at the gate of No. 1 Middle School like a pine tree.

After a while, students from No. 1 Middle School flowed past him, and some even looked at him deliberately.

It’s not because Zhang Fan’s uniform in No. 3 Middle School gave them a sense of superiority, but because he was curious why students from other schools came to their own school?

Waiting for a girlfriend?

Or are they here to fight Wang Jiang Lanqing?

Jiang Lanqing is now a celebrity in the No. 1 Middle School of the City. Although not everyone knows her name, many students have privately spread rumors about her.

In addition, in the past half month, students from other schools came to watch her specifically every day, and even caused a big storm.

A beautiful flower will passively attract butterflies and flies, and Jiang Lanqing himself has no choice but to hide.

The crowd in front of him gradually became sparse, and Zhang Fan's neck was sore that he didn't see Jiang Lanqing.

"It's not that the teacher has dragged the class, right?" Zhang Fan sighed and turned around to leave.

Since it is not done today, then come tomorrow. If it doesn’t work tomorrow, I won’t pay it back.

When he left it at home, when Jiang Lanqing took the initiative to ask for it, he would return it to her.

"That, thank you yesterday." A timid female voice rang behind Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan stopped and looked back, and saw the girl with round-faced sister-headed head that he met on the bus yesterday.

After seeing Zhang Fan stopping a small step, Xiao Yue walked to Zhang Fan's right hand with a quick step.

He took off the white headphones and turned his head to ask Zhang Fan, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded.

Xiao Yue asked again: "Who are you waiting for? Maybe I know you!"

"Jiang Lanqing, return the umbrella I borrowed from her." Zhang Fan replied, swaying the red umbrella held in his right hand.

"Oh..." Xiao Yue dragged her voice long.

After taking a closer look at Zhang Fan, he guessed the relationship between Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing in his heart.

"Friend or relative?"

Jiang Lanqing, whom she recognizes, is a lonely tiger with a strong sense of territory. She generally does not lend her personal belongings, let alone a boy.

Xiao Yue suddenly felt that she was not as surprised as before, and her steps accelerated a little more, and she walked in front of Zhang Fan and stopped.

Turning back and saying to Zhang Fan, "Well, Jiang Lanqing is my classmate, she is still doing homework in the classroom."

Zhang Fan also stopped and showed a thankful smile to Xiao Yue. "Thank you, then I'll wait for her for a while."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the gate of No. 1 Middle School.

"It's not for a while, it's for a while." Xiao Yue also followed and corrected Zhang Fan's wrong perception.

After seeing Zhang Fan showing a puzzled expression, he quietly pointed at the boys standing on the other side of the school gate with his finger.

He whispered: "Jiang Lanqing deliberately left school very late to avoid them. In the past half month, these boys have been squatting here every day."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yue showed a dissatisfied expression and her voice became louder. "The school teacher caught them and called them to their parents before, but he still refused to change his mind. He came again the next day. I don't know why the teacher ignores them now."

In fact, it’s not that the school teachers don’t care, but that they have the will but lack the ability.

The other party just whistles at the girls in their school. If the parents of students are unwilling to educate their children, the teacher will be powerless.

Besides, it’s even more unmatched for students from other schools.

Zhang Fan looked along the position where Xiao Yue pointed, and saw four boys with yellow hair staring at the school gate, talking and laughing at each other, each holding half of a lit cigarette with their fingers.

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at Xiao Yue, nodded. "I understand."

After taking a deep look at the four people laughing, he smiled and thanked Xiao Yue: "Thank you for telling me."

Girls in this grade are very afraid of such second-rate students.

Before Xiao Yue spoke, she must have had enough courage.

Xiao Yue shook her head and whispered: "They can't hear our conversation again."

After pausing, the voice became louder. "My dad is a policeman, I'm not afraid of them."

Although Xiao Yue said this, Zhang Fan still saw fear in her eyes.

I recall when I was studying, and seeing such people would take a detour.

When surfing the Internet in an Internet cafe, you will also choose to stay away from their machines.

After Zhang Fan sighed in his heart, he repeated to Xiao Yue. "Thank you."

Then he said, "Don't worry, you will not see them tomorrow."

Xiao Yue looked at the smile on Zhang Fan's face, which looked very good, but she couldn't help but shivered.

He gently pulled Zhang Fan's sleeve. "Don't fight with them, you can't win alone."

After saying that, he added, "If you call someone to beat them, you will definitely be punished."

"Don't worry, what you imagined won't happen." Zhang Fan saw the worry in Xiao Yue's eyes and promised with a smile.

Looking up at the wholesale market across the street, Zhang Fan had already had a plan in his mind, so he asked Xiao Yue again: "That, you..."

"My name is Xiao Yue, Xiao Feng's Xiao, Yue Yue of Yue." Xiao Yue interrupted Zhang Fan and introduced himself actively.

"My name is Zhang Fan, that Xiao Yue, you go home early!" Zhang Fan said to Xiao Yue. In just a few minutes, he learned another catchphrase.

He knew that he was a good student in Xiao Yue's heart now, and he didn't want her to see what was going to happen next.

Xiao Yue looked up at the sun in the west, nodded, and said softly "Yes".

"Thank you, Xiao Yue." Zhang Fan made a goodbye gesture to Xiao Yue, turned around and walked across the road.

Xiao Yue waved to Zhang Fan's back and whispered: "Thank you yesterday, Zhang Fan."

She did not say that someone on the bus yesterday deliberately squeezed her, so she was forced to squeeze in towards Zhang Fan.

After all, for the fifteen-year-old Xiao Yue, this is a very shameful thing to speak out.
Chapter completed!