Chapter 17 Ponytail School Uniform

When he woke up the next morning, Ye Feng remembered what Song Xiaoxiao said to him when he came back last night. He looked at his watch at 7:10 and had no choice but to go out to wash. He didn't know why Song Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of letting himself go to school with her, but the character of such a young lady was already difficult to figure out. Don't think too much about it. Anyway, it doesn't matter what you want to do if you get the money!

I didn't see Zhou Jiantong's figure, probably because the bus was too crowded yesterday. Today, I deliberately walked a little early. Ye Feng bought breakfast at the entrance of the alley, took a car to the school, hung the student card on his chest, and walked in smoothly. When he entered the campus, Ye Feng still felt a little excited. This is the first time he has grown up.

I always feel that the campus is the only pure land on the road of life. Compared with the darkness and cruelty of society, it is still more calm here. At least there is no compromise and helplessness in the face of high wealth and powerful, but only the school guidelines that everyone should abide by under a specific system. Moreover, high school teachers and school leaders still lack those hypocritical and cunning behind-the-scenes transactions in front of students. Even if there are, they are very hidden!

At the age of senior high school, I was on the first and second floor of the teaching building. Because the study of senior high school is relatively tight, it saves the time to go up and down the stairs and the probability of accidental damage, so as to avoid irreparable regret of not being able to take the college entrance examination at that time.

There are still 20 minutes to go to class. When Ye Feng was walking, he received a phone call asking him to go to the Academic Affairs Office to make up for an admission procedure. Ye Feng was stunned and thought that the powerful lady might be helping her, so she didn't ask much and found the office building next to the teaching building!

The dean is a middle-aged woman, with short hair, light makeup, wearing a capable black suit, moderate, and seems to be a meticulous and serious leader. She is the only one in the office that is not very spacious. Ye Feng walked in and said hello and then reported her name.

Zhang Meiling is the academic director of the whole high school. She is usually busy, but yesterday she received a phone call saying that a freshman will enter the school today and ask her to go through the admission procedures in the office. It should have been a very simple thing, but someone directly conveyed this information through the principal, even if The academic director who has always been rigorous also has to pay attention to it.

Maybe this is another excellent student who can bring honor to the school! Zhang Meiling thought so, and her serious face was also a little more kind, but she didn't ask too much about the other party's situation. First, it was because the principal had made an explanation, and second, she didn't want to make a student feel different when she treated him too much.

"Go to Class 6 of senior high school to report. I'll call your head teacher, Mr. Wang now!" Zhang Meiling handed him a form, then touched the phone and dialed a number.

Ye Feng left the office of the academic director and heard that the preparatory bell had rang, and there were still ten minutes to go to class. At this time, there were even more people on campus. After two or three minutes, he calmed down. It seemed that they were all students who stepped on it.

There are 13 classes in the third year of high school, half liberal arts and half science subjects, and Class 13 are repeat students. The science class of Class 6 of the third year of senior high school, leaning against the corridor on the first floor and behind the toilet. Ye Feng went to the toilet to pee. When he walked to the door of Class 6, the bell of class just rang.

The first section is the math class of Mr. Wang, the head teacher. The students all stood up and were ready to sing, which was also a special treatment for the third year of high school. Ye Feng stood at the door and looked at the doubtful eyes of the students in the room, and blushed with some embarrassment.

Mr. Wang also noticed Ye Feng and saw that he still had a form in his hand. He knew that he was the student who had just called the academic director to inform her of the new school. There was no special care in the words of the academic director. Mr. Wang was not in the mood to guess. As a head teacher in the third year of high school, he was under a lot of pressure. Even the school leaders understand their work pressure very well. Generally speaking, the head teacher in the third year of high school sometimes has the right to speak.

Because it delayed everyone's singing time, Mr. Wang frowned slightly and asked, "Are you a new student?"

"Yes!" Ye Feng nodded and glanced at the classroom, but didn't see Song Xiaoxiao herself. Was she not in this class, or she just joked with herself last night. It's impossible. If so, the academic director just now won't let him enter the school.

Mr. Wang was a little angry when he saw that Ye Feng did not seem to have any awareness of his "stepping point". Almost no one would be late at the age of senior high school, unless he asked for leave in advance. It was the first time for a student like Ye Feng to come so late on the first report.

"Come in and introduce yourself to your classmates first!" Mr. Wang retreated to the side, pointed to the position where she had just stood, and then motioned her classmates to sit down.

"Oh, okay!" It's just self-introduction. Ye Feng didn't have stage fright, so she walked to the podium as instructed by the teacher.

After sitting down, Ye Feng saw Song Xiaoxiao and Lin Zhiyin in the penultimate row. They were actually in the same class. Just now, because the whole class was standing, he didn't see clearly. At this time, he knew that they were sitting behind.

Song Xiaoxiao curled her lips at Ye Feng on the podium, meaning that you were late! However, after only looking at him, Song Xiaoxiao ignored him, just like a stranger.

"My name is Ye Feng! Leaf of maple, maple of maple leaves!" Ye Feng thought for a moment and didn't find a suitable idiom to introduce himself. It seems that the old man is also uneducated. He must have given himself this name when he saw the maple tree in the yard. He has always been longing for such a domineering name as Ye Fantian.

The people below laughed, and some of them were expressionless. Some people thought it was funny to introduce themselves as such an idiot! Of course, Song Xiaoxiao is the only one who thinks so. Others also think that such an introduction is very unnutritious, but at least they don't think others are idiots like Song Xiaoxiao!

"Wait a minute!" Ye Feng thought that he could go on after the introduction, but Mr. Wang didn't seem to let him go. He stood next to him and said, "Our song activity before class was interrupted by the arrival of this classmate. Let this classmate sing a song for us as an opportunity to show himself, so that we can talk to our classmates in the future. It's also easier to get to know each other!"

"Ah?" Ye Feng thought he had heard it wrong, but obviously Mr. Wang did not mean to repeat it again, but the thunderous applause and shouts of the students under the stage still made Ye Feng confirm that there was absolutely nothing wrong with his ears.

"SING ONE, SING ONE!" Boys are the most likely to be excited, especially when they see that others may make a fool of themselves. At this time, they all shout.

Seeing the unrelenting eyes of the teacher and classmates, Ye Feng knew that he could not avoid it, so he nodded generously and said, "Then I will sing a song that the students can remember for a lifetime!"

After saying that, he turned his head slightly and narrowed his eyes, as if he were brewing the mood at the moment before the outbreak of the mountain torrent. Some girls looked at it, and they never felt that no boy's eyes before singing, and his arrogant head could make them feel a kind of visual enjoyment!

Then the next moment, Ye Feng's mood, which had been brewing for a long time, was finally released, and suddenly shocked the whole class, "Get up, people who don't want to be slaves..."

The high song jumped out on the tip of his tongue, and every note was full of excitement. The slightly raised throat knot trembled slightly around his neck, as if venting the perfect interpretation of this song in his heart. At this moment, he used all his strength to destroy the anger of the country. Expressed in his unique voice, every word seems to convey some kind of patriotic and angry youth noble sentiment.

And when those tones full of power and unique charm are connected, the momentum of the whole song has suddenly changed. When the first word can also make people feel the fearless spirit of life and death, the second word is like a lonely and desolate old wolf from the northwest desert, in In the dead of night, he roared at the bright moon. The unique volunteer march in the world was actually sung with the feeling of crying and howling.

The happiest boy who just shouted showed great admiration on his face at this moment. This guy is really brave. This fearless spirit of sacrifice makes them feel ashamed.

Song Xiaoxiao stared at Ye Feng with contemptuousness and muttered words that others could not hear. Instead, Lin Zhiyin looked curiously at Ye Feng, who was performing hard on the podium. She didn't know whether he was grandstanding or performing by nature!

After a song, Ye Feng looked at the students under the podium who were basically full of laughter and felt incredible. Is his singing so infectious?

"You are the first one who can sing and cry more than half of the whole class!" Mr. Wang, who finally came to his senses, no longer knew what kind of adjectives should be used to express his inner entanglement.

"There is no one sitting in the last row yet. You can sit there first!" Mr. Wang pointed to the back corner, where there were two empty tables.

Ye Feng nodded without being picky. He turned down from the podium and walked to the back seat. When he passed the penultimate row, he suddenly saw a girl with her head down, as if there was something attractive on the table.

Intuitively, Zhang Zhoufu felt that he should know her, but now it is difficult for him to ask in full view of the public, so he has to go back to his seat first.

Seeing the girl's back with a ponytail, Ye Feng suddenly remembered that when Zhou Jiantong went to school yesterday, she dressed like this, school uniforms, cloth shoes, and a ponytail tied high to reveal her white neck!