When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 653 Nangong Yimeng

In the midst of tenderness, skin contact is inevitable.

"Your hands are always so cold, are you suffering from anemia?"

Paula smiled and said, "How could you be anemic? Besides, didn't you say you liked it before?"

"That's summer. It's not good to have hands this cold in winter."

"You're almost late, let's drive."

As the car engine started, it slowly drove out of the alley.

On the way to Yonsei, Paula excitedly talked about what happened after the family debt disappeared.

At the same time, I also felt a little bit angry that he hung up the phone before he finished talking in the morning.

However, I started laughing as I was talking.

Paula doesn't talk much normally, and she only talks like this in front of Li Renyong.

"You should smile more often. The kids in our alley are afraid of you when they see you. Don't have such a cold face all day long. It's so scary."

"Really?"

Paula pulled down the car mirror in front of her and looked carefully.

I made a few different expressions, but I still felt that a cold face looked more majestic.

"You are in your third year of high school. You should change your homeroom teacher today."

"Really? I'm not sure. If it were a change, someone would have told me."

It is said that someone must have told Li Renyong.

But where to tell it?
He would occasionally take a nap during class.

Every night after class, he disappears.

Even on weekends, I stay on the crew from morning to night.

The children hardly ever saw him.

In the senior year of high school in the peninsula, changing the class teacher is actually a tradition.

This country is not like other countries, the college entrance examination has a special test paper.

Both the school and the students' families attach great importance to it.

Generally speaking, changing a class teacher may involve the teacher's personal reasons.

For example, Li Renyong’s class teacher went to take care of the fetus because she was pregnant.

But when it comes to the third year of high school, teachers with very strict management will be the class teachers.

Like the words "extinction" and "mad dog" that students often ridicule.

Basically, they will come out to serve as class teachers.

Paula smiled and said, "It's hard work. I have to be busy with filming and studying at the same time."

"I know what's going on, don't worry."

……

Ssangmundong Girls' High School, Grade 3, Class 17.

Deok-sun came to the classroom door skipping and jumping, carrying her schoolbag and wearing new shoes.

After entering, he smoothed his hair, took off his headphones and stuffed them into his schoolbag.

She took a deep breath, pushed the door open, raised her right hand and shouted.

"Hello, my friends."

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to her.

Everybody, all are here.

Everyone sat obediently at their desks, either reading or doing homework.

Everyone knows that this year is the senior year of high school, an extremely important year.

At this time, the class bell hasn't rung yet.

Deok-sun felt a little embarrassed when she saw that no one paid attention to her.

Wang Zixian turned his head and whispered, "Hey, come here, hurry up."

Her deskmate, Nangong Yimeng, was sleeping on the table.

She was the only one sleeping in the whole classroom.

It’s only morning now, and I’m already sleeping before the first class even starts.

Deok-sun shrugged and walked to the desk.

"What's going on? What's the atmosphere like? Are we changing seats today?" Next to her was an open textbook, but no one was there.

Wang Zixian nodded and said, "The positions have been reassigned. You came late and don't know clearly."

Then, she continued, "It's senior year, everyone is studying."

If you can’t get into university, the only way out is to work.

In the original drama, after Deok-sun graduated from high school, she went to Ilcheon College in Noryangjin.

Those who are familiar with it know that there are no universities there at all, only a large number of educational tutoring institutions.

After failing the exam, she was admitted to a vocational school, studied flight attendant training, and became a flight attendant.

Don’t think that being a flight attendant is such a good job.

On the surface, they are neatly dressed and walk gracefully in the cabin, making passengers feel at home.

However, their work is extremely unstable.

The country of the Peninsula is different from other countries. No man would be willing to marry a wife with an unstable life.

This is just one aspect, there are many more shortcomings.

However, the only advantage is the high salary.

In later generations, the salary of a flight attendant on the peninsula, converted into Chinese currency, is about 15,000 yuan. With subsidies, it is estimated to be around 20,000 yuan.

In the entire alley, only Liu Donglong, who failed to get into university, could be compared with him.

Among the other people who were admitted to university, who's social status is not higher than them?
In the peninsula, some companies even set up two or three recruitment tables when recruiting.

To cope with applicants from different graduate schools.

Since your academic qualifications are lower than mine, you will be lower than me at every step.

"Huh? Big Zhiying and Little Zhiying are both in our class?"

There are simply too many schools with the same name.

It's the same everywhere.

Wang Zixian turned around and said, "Well, Fat Meiyan and Thin Meiyan are also in our class."

Deshan looked at it twice and no longer cared, but asked: "When did Nangong Yimeng start sleeping?"

Wang Zixian shook his head and said, "I don't know. She was already asleep when I came. She's still the same as before. This girl can really sleep."

"That's why I call you Nangong Yimeng. Who is my deskmate?"

"Student Council President?"

Deshan was surprised and asked, "Are you talking about the girl who has excellent grades and cares about what others think?"

Every high school has a student council president who is elected by the students themselves.

There is only one student council president in the three grades of high school.

He is somewhat of a celebrity in school.

As you can imagine, Deshan is a poor student, but his deskmate is actually the student union president who has excellent academic performance.

The pressure is probably huge.

Wang Zixian nodded and said, "Yes, it's her."

Deok-sun instantly leaned back in her chair, and her beautiful mood in the morning instantly disappeared.

Wang Zixian ignored her and continued, "She came a long time ago. She said she wanted to study math early in the morning and just went to wash her face. Oh, it's really bad luck. Didn't you meet her when you came? You'll have a hard time in the future."

It can be seen that she doesn't like the student council president very much either.

After all, the significance of the student union president is sometimes more important than some teachers.

Who would like to sit and study with a teacher every day?
Deok Sun’s expression looked like she was about to cry.

Today is a day of great joy and great sorrow.

"Why are the seats arranged like this? Can't we just sit anywhere? I miss Maggie Cheung so much."

When the third year of high school started, the three best friends were assigned to different classes.

"She said she'd come for lunch later."

Hearing this, Deok-sun burst out laughing instantly.

He is heartless and silly, which is very cute.

“All the boys in our neighborhood are in one class.”

Wang Zixian said: "It's okay, I heard that the head teacher is still the same..."

Before he could finish his words, a fat woman wearing glasses and looking a bit like a beaver pushed the door open.

(End of this chapter)