Embrace the fragrance

Chapter 1 Late Summer

When the class bell rang, Qin Ming was busy turning his pen.

The squad leader Han Zhi who was sitting in front of him shouted and stood up. He stood up perfunctorily, continuing to spin the pen in his hand in an orderly manner.

Before Liu Yunfang, the class teacher, said to sit down, his buttocks were stuck on the seat again.

He rested his chin on one hand and looked out the window.At the beginning of August, even in the early morning, the sun was still very strong, and a lot of sunlight was sprinkled on the luxuriant branches and leaves of the camphor, which was green and shiny.This season, it should still be on summer vacation, sleep when you should sleep, and play games if you should play games, but the third party in high school really does not have this blessing.

The curriculum of the experimental middle school is very tight, and the pressure of the innovation class in the third year of senior high school is especially high.

In the first two years of high school and high school, Qin Ming basically turned a blind eye to get here.He didn't worry about taking the monthly exam at all, and he would hold the book in his hands for the mid-term and final exams.Thanks to his brilliant mind, the formula can be memorized at a glance. When solving the problem, there are endless crooked ideas. In the end, he hit the right one. The complicated finale problem was solved by using crooked methods.A few times, he wrote the steps too briefly, and the teacher who graded the paper was stunned for a long time, but he didn't understand how his auxiliary lines were added, but seeing his last correct answer, which was crisp and powerful, he couldn't help it. It's not good to close your eyes and give a big cross, so you have to ask the team leader.The team leader looked at Qin Ming's test paper, clapped his hands and said that this method was ingenious, instead of deducting Qin Ming's points, he gave him additional points.When the test papers were handed out, the students saw Qin Ming's results in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and they all sighed.Even so, Qin Ming's ranking is not high, the best time, barely ranked tenth in the class, top [-] in the class, because he is partial to subjects, and a single composition in Chinese is enough to give others a break. More than ten points.

From the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure.

Qin Ming looked sideways, and saw an unfamiliar boy pull away the chair next to him and sit down on the empty seat.

Since the number of students in the second class is odd, Qin Ming has always had one table for one person in his first and second years of high school.He occupied two drawers by himself, and lived a very carefree life. At this moment, someone suddenly came by, and he was not at ease, but at the same time he was not very happy: "Who are you?"

Fang Wenrui was taken aback for a moment, he had just introduced himself on the podium, but Qin Ming was so far away, how could he know what was going on in the classroom.

"Qin Ming, please translate the ancient Chinese sentence just now!"

Not to mention Qin Ming's poor foundation in classical Chinese, he doesn't even know which sentence to translate now.

Fang Wenrui quickly took out the Chinese document and pointed at a line of sentences.

Qin Ming understood, took Fang Wenrui's book, and translated it according to the small handwritten words at the bottom: "On the night of the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the bright moon hangs high, illuminating half of the wall, and the shadows of the osmanthus trees are intertwined and scattered, and the breeze blows through the shadows. Lovely It's amazing..." After reading, as expected, seeing the unexpected expression of the head teacher, Qin Ming raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly.

Liu Yunfang paused for a moment, then continued: "How gratifying it is to live here..."

"I... my book."

It was only then that Qin Ming remembered that he still had Fang Wenrui's textbook in his hand, and immediately threw the book back to him with a full face.Although Fang Wenrui helped him, if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't be so honored to be named by Liu Yunfang on the first day of school.

Fang Wenrui felt that Qin Ming was not easy to get along with, so he hurriedly picked up the book and moved his position away from Qin Ming as much as possible.

Qin Ming saw his little moves and smiled disdainfully.

Taking advantage of Fang Wenrui's absence during the big class break, Qin Ming pulled Han Zhi at the front desk to ask, and only then did he know Fang Wenrui's name.

"I'm already in the third year of high school, and I still want to transfer schools. It's not because I did something shameful that I couldn't get along in the original school..."

Han Zhi coughed, Qin Ming continued to talk on his own, and it took him a long time to react. Looking to the side, Fang Wenrui came back at some time, with a bad complexion, his hands clenched at the seam of his trousers and trembling, obviously listening To his words.

Qin Ming was actually just talking casually, seeing Fang Wenrui's tightly pursed lips and violently heaving chest, he didn't take it to heart.He didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, and he looked calm, but Han Zhi apologized to Fang Wenrui embarrassedly.

"It's nothing..." Fang Wenrui took the schoolbag that was open on the chair and sat down.

After hearing his stuttering reply, Qin Ming felt that Fang Wenrui was duplicity. He said he was fine, but he cared a lot in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his new deskmate was hypocritical and disgusting, and he couldn't listen to his class all morning.

"Um... you... are the books in this drawer yours? Can... can you tidy them up?" Fang Wenrui really didn't want to take the initiative to talk to Qin Ming, but his thighs were already numb after holding his schoolbag all morning.

"What do you mean 'that...you...', huh?" Qin Ming angrily imitated Fang Wenrui's speaking speed.

Fang Wenrui's face turned red in an instant, and when he was nervous, his speech became even more awkward: "That... Qin... Qin Ming..."

"Qin Qinming? Can my uncle's name be ruined by you?" Qin Ming frowned unhappily.

"me……"

"You stutter?"

Hearing those two words, Fang Wenrui trembled all over, and ran away without thinking much.To ordinary people, stuttering is just a very common and trivial matter, but to him, it is a nightmare.The word wrapped around his heart like a poisonous snake, making him breathless.

In fact, at the very beginning, his stuttering was not serious. He stumbled only when speaking in front of many people, and he was still able to communicate with others normally on weekdays.But in the second year of high school, an open class completely changed everything.

The public class was very heavy, and it was taught by a special teacher in the provincial capital. There were many experts listening to the class, and the whole process was videotaped.Their class was lucky enough to be selected. The students were very excited and looked at the advanced equipment in the lecture theater curiously. Only Fang Wenrui sat in his seat tremblingly, looking at the dark camera with sweaty palms.Halfway through the class, everything was going well, but the special-grade teacher suddenly asked random questions, and even Fang Wenrui was drawn.Fang Wenrui stood up impatiently, opened his mouth, and couldn't make a sound for a long time.The special-grade teacher waited patiently, Fang Wenrui closed his eyes, and finally spit out a few words: "Dissociate... make cells... cells..." Then, there was a burst of snickering from who knows where, and then, the whole body The audience roared with laughter.Fang Wenrui's face was pale, and he bit his lower lip tightly with his front teeth in vain.After the public class ended, the head teacher immediately criticized Fang Wenrui severely in front of the whole class, thinking that Fang Wenrui had lost face to the whole class.The students were also infected by the head teacher's anger and gradually alienated Fang Wenrui.Fang Wenrui knew that he was isolated, and even his friends who had talked to him before refused to pay attention to him.He didn't dare to tell his mother, He Wanqing, what happened in school. When He Wanqing found out, Fang Wenrui hadn't spoken a word to his classmates for more than half a year in school, and he could stutter even in daily questions.

He Wanqing approached Fang Wenrui's former head teacher, and the superior attitude of that head teacher made her extremely annoyed. He greeted her family without swearing or pausing, and then took Fang Wenrui through the transfer procedures.The head teacher didn't expect He Wanqing to be so straightforward, and he left as soon as he said it. It was too late to dissuade him, so he could only accept the fact that there was one less top student in the class who had quite satisfactory grades.

After leaving the school where he studied for nearly two years, Fang Wenrui stayed at home for a month.He didn't waste his time. In the second semester of the second year of high school, the new courses were almost finished. He independently started the review and read the textbooks of various subjects from compulsory to elective several times.He Wanqing went around to help him contact the school.Hard work pays off, a friend of her high school classmate works as the director of the academic affairs office of the Experimental Middle School. Seeing Fang Wenrui's excellent academic performance, he made an exception and inserted him into the innovation class.

When Fang Wenrui returned to his seat, Qin Ming had already emptied his drawers.He put the schoolbag in, and a voice came from the right side: "In order to free up this drawer, the uncle didn't even have time to eat lunch, and you didn't say thank you?"

"thanks!"

Qin Ming thought to himself: You can stutter even when you say thank you, I really don't know how you got transferred to the innovation class.

The afternoon class was one less than the morning class. After class, Qin Ming ran out with a few boys holding the basketball hidden under the chair.

Han Zhi turned his head, and Fang Wenrui said: "Qin Ming has a very bad mouth, he will itch in his heart if he doesn't say a few offensive words, Wen Rui, don't take it to heart, he asked me to help him at noon like an old man I packed fried rice with cumin beef and eggs from the cafeteria, any 'didn't eat lunch' is a lie!"

Fang Wenrui nodded, but he still made a detour to the commissary when he went for dinner.

When Qin Ming rushed to the classroom covered in sweat to prepare for evening self-study, he saw the pineapple bread on the physics book, "Whose is this?"

Several boys around gathered around: "Isn't it a gift from the girl who has a crush on you?"

"Go, go, go! These days, there is no one who confesses to give away bread!"

"There is no free lunch in this world, but there is a free dinner..."

Qin Ming ignored their hustle and bustle of discussion, unwrapped the package, and began to bite.

Fang Wenrui has been observing Qin Ming from the corner of his eye, and seeing him eating bread as usual, he is relieved and continues to write big physics problems.

After the evening self-study, Qin Ming stopped Fang Wenrui who was about to go out with his schoolbag on his back: "Next time you buy bread, can you remember to also buy some milk! I'm choking to death!"