"Registration will be closed at nine o'clock. After I finish speaking, you can take a few boys to the warehouse to collect textbooks for the new semester."

Kong Junxiang gave Li Luo a few instructions and then let him return to his seat.

When Li Luo turned around and walked off the podium, he looked around and found where Yan Zhusheng and Ying Chanxi were, and then he also found where his seat was.

At the same time, he also took a look at the positions of other students and had an idea of ​​where they were.

According to Kong Junxiang's style, he will not change seats on a large scale.

Usually, at the beginning of the semester, students choose their own seats and sit down, and then attend classes normally for a few days.

Then Kong Junxiang will make certain fine-tuning based on his own judgment and private applications from his classmates.

Thinking like this, Li Luo had already walked all the way in the direction of Yan Zhusheng.

While walking in the aisle, Liu Shaowen raised his hand to greet him warmly.

Li Luo also nodded in response, exchanged a few brief greetings, and then came to his seat and sat down.

He turned to look at Yan Zhusheng next to him, and then at Ying Chanxi sitting in front of him. Thinking of Yan Zhusheng's move of taking away his schoolbag just now, and reacting, Li Luo suddenly laughed and shook his head.

He reached out and poked Ying Chanxi's back in front of him. When she turned around, Li Luo smiled: "It's okay."

"It's okay, why are you poking me?"

"I just suddenly wanted to poke it."

"I'm sick..." Ying Chanxi muttered in a low voice, then turned back and ignored him.

After a while, Ying Chanxi felt his braid being grabbed by someone and being played with by his fingers.

But Ying Chanxi accepted it silently, and pretended to rest and leaned back on the chair so that Li Luo could play with her hair.

In fact, Li Luo is not that naive. It's just that when he was in elementary school, Ying Chanxi sat in the front seat of him, and Li Luo always liked to do this at that time.

Probably in the youth of many boys, there is always a girl at the table who lets you play with your hair.

Sometimes she will turn her head angrily and beat you, sometimes she will silently let you play with it, and sometimes, she will even take the initiative to create conditions for you to touch your hair.

These young memories are still blurry after all.

But at this moment, such memories seemed to flow back from the sea of ​​memory, which made Li Luo feel quite emotional.

With this in mind, Li Luo had already put a braid on Ying Chanxi, and then smiled and asked Yan Zhusheng and Qiao Xinyan: "How about it? I have this skill."

This was the first time Qiao Xinyan saw Ying Chanxi wearing braids. She looked quite cute. She immediately covered her mouth and chuckled, nodding and praising: "Very good."

Ying Chanxi also touched his braid quickly. After discovering that Li Luo had done something new, he immediately blushed slightly and muttered in a low voice: "You are so boring."

In fact, I felt very sweet in my heart, and suddenly I felt that sitting in front of Li Luo wasn't so annoying anymore.

While Li Luo was playing with Ying Chanxi's pigtails, Zhao Rongjun also walked into the classroom to report. After looking left and right on the podium, he chose an empty seat that was relatively close to Li Luo, right in front of Liu Shaowen.

When Xu Yinghuan came to the classroom and paid her tuition, she saw that Li Luo and the four of them were already sitting together, so without thinking, she sat directly next to Zhao Rongjun.

One thing to say, Zhao Rongjun was quite worried at first. If a strange girl sat next to him in the new semester, he would definitely be nervous to death.

But it would be much better if it was Xu Yinghuan who is already familiar with her.

Although Zhao Rongjun actually prefers to sit at the same table with Qiao Xinyan, after all, for Zhao Rongjun, Qiao Xinyan is obviously more considerate.

But Xu Yinghuan is not incompetent, but she is usually a bit too noisy, and Zhao Rongjun still can't get used to it.

When the time reached half past eight, Luo Jiajia walked into the classroom from outside. After checking in, she saw Zhao Rongjun and subconsciously walked towards him.

Halfway through, he found someone sitting next to Zhao Rongjun, so Luo Jiajia looked again and sat in front of Qiao Xinyan, just across the aisle from Zhao Rongjun.

"It seems that we are in the same class." Luo Jiajia smiled and said to Zhao Rongjun opposite, "We are quite destined."

"Ah... um... yes." Zhao Rongjun nodded and responded in a low voice.

Qiao Xinyan in the back looked at Luo Jiajia and then at Zhao Rongjun, while Xu Yinghuan over there had already asked in a low voice: "Are you a classmate from Class 3?"

"Yes." Zhao Rongjun replied in a low voice, "My former deskmate."

"Eh?" Xu Yinghuan blinked and couldn't help but ask, "Then do you want me to change seats with her? After all, you have been sitting at the same table with her for a year."

"Well, that's no need." Zhao Rongjun waved his hand quickly, "Huanhuan, it would be great if you were my roommate."

"Hehe." Xu Ying laughed happily, "Then I'm welcome. I'm the top student here. Please take good care of me in the future."

"Yeah, uh uh... I should."

…

At nine o'clock in the morning, the registration time for the first semester of the attached middle school was closed, and all the students in Class 8 of Grade 2 had already arrived in the classroom.

Kong Junxiang looked around, looking at the dozen or so familiar faces in the classroom, as well as other unfamiliar faces, took a breath, and then clapped his hands to get everyone to focus.

"In the new semester, we have completed the class division." Kong Junxiang said, "No matter which class we are in in the first year of high school, from today on, we will be classmates in the eighth class of the second year of high school."

"My style is not to talk nonsense, so I won't talk to you about empty talk. Let's get straight to the point."

"Today is the first day of school. In the morning we mainly distribute teaching materials."

"Li Luo will be in charge later, and Zhu Yufei and you guys will follow him to the warehouse to get the textbooks and hand them out when you come back."

"Then students who have grown taller and need to change their school uniforms should come to Hua Xiuxiu to register."

With that said, Kong Junxiang walked to Hua Xiuxiu and patted her table.

Hua Xiuxiu stood up immediately and nodded to everyone.

"After finishing these two things in the morning, we will study by ourselves until noon."

"You can have a quiet chat. Although some people know each other on this first day, there are also many strangers. It's good to chat, but it shouldn't be too noisy."

"After lunch, I will come back for a lunch break. The school has arranged a physical examination in the afternoon. Zhu Yufei will collect the physical examination forms and give them to me."

"The rest of the time is still self-study. Everyone will arrange their own review. There will be exams tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so we still need to be prepared."

"We will do a simple self-introduction and class committee election tonight. You can prepare in advance."

When he heard about the class committee election, Li Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and secretly poked Ying Chanxi.

Ying Chanxi obviously understood what he meant. He turned his head and snorted softly to show that he had not forgotten.

The two of them had made a bet before, whoever could run for class president would win.

It looks like the outcome will be revealed tonight.

When Qiao Xinyan heard Ying Chanxi snort, she felt a little strange and turned to look at her.

At this time, after Kong Junxiang finished speaking, he told Li Luo to set off.

Li Luo called Shang Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang, and then pulled up Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen who had volunteered. He also called Lin Yuan and Fang Chen, and walked out of the classroom towards the warehouse.

After Ying Chanxi saw Li Luo leaving, he patted Qiao Xinyan on the shoulder and motioned for her to give way.

He got up, walked all the way to the podium, whispered something to Kong Junxiang, and then successfully received a form.

When Qiao Xinyan saw her coming back, she looked at the thing in her hand curiously. When she found out that it was the personnel list of their eighth class, she immediately asked in confusion: "Xixi, what do you want this for?"

"Do you still remember how Li Luo became the class monitor when he was a freshman in high school?" Ying Chanxi whispered, "He has a very good memory. He can remember everything everyone said. He can remember everyone's name on the first day of school.

Match your face."

"If he does his same thing again tonight, I might not be able to compete with him."

"So just in case, I have to make preparations."

Qiao Xinyan was speechless: "...it's just a squad leader position, do you two want to be so exaggerated?"

"You don't understand." Ying Chanxi hummed twice.

This is a little secret between the two of them, the kind that even Yan Zhusheng doesn't know about.

Thinking like this, Ying Chanxi suddenly became full of energy and began to record everyone's names seriously.

Because when Kong Junxiang signed in his classmates on the podium, he also took note of the seats where everyone was sitting. So when Ying Chanxi wrote down a person's name, he could take a look at the seat where the other person was sitting and see what the person looked like.

With such efforts, the advantage of Li Luo's Memory Palace was infinitely reduced by Ying Chanxi.

But Li Luo still didn't know this.

After moving the textbooks back to the classroom and gathering them all on the podium, Li Luo was ready to start distributing textbooks.

At this time, Ying Chanxi, who had already memorized everyone's names, stood up on his own initiative, came to the podium, handed out textbooks to Li Luo, and stood high on the podium to review the learning results just now.

The two of them worked together, and Ying Chanxi was responsible for producing dozens of books and handing them over to Li Luo, who then passed the textbooks to the two students at the front of each group.

When it was passed to the third group, Li Luo said to Hua Xiuxiu in the first row: "The 1.8-meter school uniform, help me register."

When Ying Chanxi, who was handing out textbooks, heard this, he immediately let out a sigh and asked curiously: "You have grown so much all of a sudden in the first year of high school?"

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised." Ying Chanxi said this. When Li Luo walked back to the podium, she came up to him, blushed slightly and raised her hand, making two gestures between the top of her head and Li Luo.

Down.

Ying Chanxi is only 1.6 meters tall, and her head almost reaches Li Luo's chin.

After trying hard to tiptoe, he could barely reach Li Luo's nose.
To be continued...