Very Pure and Ambiguous: The Prequel

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I followed Ye Xiaoxiao's instructions and stood in the line next to the red paper of Class 1 and 2 of Senior High. At my strong request, my parents walked out of the school step by step and looked back three times. Seeing children of the same age reluctantly say goodbye to their parents, they felt funny in their hearts.

"Grandpa, you can go back, I can just stay here by myself." A sweet voice rang in my ear, which touched my heartstrings violently.

I turned my head, and was so excited that I couldn't get any more excited. I saw the person I had been thinking about day and night in the previous life, Zhao Yanyan. She was just like what I saw on this day in my previous life, wearing a white dress, which became a piece of coolness in the hot summer.

Zhao Yanyan was accompanied by a kind old man, but why did I look so familiar with him? Before I could think too much, the old man said to Zhao Yanyan: "Yan Yan, grandpa is worried about your first day in high school."

Zhao Yanyan shook her grandfather's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, none of the other students are accompanied by their parents. If you are here, I will be laughed at by others."

Hey, Zhao Yanyan's coquettish voice made me feel dizzy, even though I'm already in my thirties, yet I'm fascinated by a girl in her teens.

Zhao Yanyan's grandfather was probably the same as me, unable to resist Zhao Yanyan's charming tone, he shook his head and ordered a few more words, and said to a young man behind him: "Secretary Zhang, I will chair a meeting when I go back. It's up to you to pick up Yan Yan."

Secretary Zhang nodded yes, and left with Zhao Yanyan's grandfather.

When almost everyone was present, Ye Xiaoxiao came over and arranged us according to size, with boys in a row and girls in a row. Everything was the same as what I had experienced in my previous life. Because I was taller, I was placed behind the team of boys. The guy standing in front of me was a boy from Guo Qing, who later became my best friend in high school.

Guo Qing is the same person as me in the previous life, introverted but dreaming that one day he will become the focus of everyone, so we became good friends easily. I looked at the back of this person who used to stick with me after class to discuss whether a certain girl was pretty or not, and a certain celebrity released a new tape, and said with emotion: I don’t know if I can be a good friend with him in this life.

After the queue was lined up, Ye Xiaoxiao led us to the door of a classroom on the second floor. I don't have much impression of this, because in my previous life, when I was in the second year of high school, the school's new teaching building was built. After finishing the division of arts and sciences, I also moved there.

Afterwards, under Ye Xiaoxiao's arrangement, boys and girls sat on the seats in the classroom one by one from front to back. Everyone around me began to calculate their positions, and of course they were most concerned about which girl would be their deskmate.

Sure enough, as I expected, judging from where all of their eyes rested, their ideal tablemates were all Zhao Yanyan. Although these people didn't say anything, it could be seen that everyone was calculating whether their future tablemate would be the girl in the white dress.

I deliberately patted Guo Qing on the back and said, "Would that beauty be my tablemate?"

As soon as I said this, the boys next to me immediately cast contemptuous glances at me. In their hearts, they all regard me as a toad who wants to eat swan meat. I sneered in my heart, what are you looking at, didn't I just say what you guys think?

When it was almost our turn, I could tell that each of them was looking at the girl anxiously. I was the only one standing there calmly, and with the memory of my previous life, I knew clearly that Zhao Yanyan would be my deskmate.

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When I walked into the classroom with Zhao Yanyan, many boys stared at me with envious eyes, which made me shudder. Strange, why didn't I feel this way in my previous life? I really don't know whether it was me who developed later in my previous life or the boys in our class were more precocious.

Because Zhao Yanyan and I were both tall, we were placed on a desk with a window * in the third row from the back of the classroom, which was the same as in my previous life.

After we sat down, Zhao Yanyan stretched out her little hand to me in a friendly way: "Hi, my name is Zhao Yanyan!"

I remember that in my previous life, I was very awkward at this time, because I still didn't reach out for a long time, which caused embarrassment for both of us. Today, I will never have this kind of stage fright again. Just kidding, Gates and I often shake hands. What scene have you never seen? Besides, how could I miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take advantage of it.

I held her little hand generously and said: "Liu Lei, please take care of me in the future!" Just as I let go, I still didn't forget to squeeze it just right. Zhao Yanyan's face immediately turned red, but I pretended to be nonchalant and turned around. But he laughed in his heart, never thought that this little girl would also be shy.

After everyone sat down, Ye Xiaoxiao began to teach us a long speech. It is nothing more than the difference between high school and junior high school, the knowledge learned is wider and more difficult, and everyone has to work hard together.

Although her voice is very nice, I can't hear it very much. It's really not ordinary for a man in his thirties to listen to these speeches that encourage children. I stared at Ye Xiaoxiao, who I hated so much in my previous life, and my gaze rested on that incomparably plump breast. It turns out that I really didn't realize that her breasts are so big. I really want to open them to see if her breasts are real or fake. Is there a sponge inside?

Damn, I'm shaking all over, what's wrong with me? How did I become so perverted after rebirth? Could it be that I held back for too long in my previous life and finally broke out now? As a great man said, instead of breaking out in silence, die in silence? So what am I? Died in silence and then reborn and exploded again?

Looking carefully, my dear teacher Ye Xiaoxiao is simply a superb beauty, with a height of 1.7 meters, slender legs, and tight jeans that make her figure even more uneven. No matter in appearance or figure, she is comparable to the adult Zhao Yanyan. Listening to her lectures is simply a kind of enjoyment. How come I never noticed it before.

Next is everyone's self-introduction, and they also take turns to speak on the podium in the order of their seats. During this period, I noticed that most of the people were very reserved, simply said their names and the schools they graduated from, and then went down. Only one person named Xie Wei and Liu Kesheng briefly and succinctly summarized what positions they had held in junior high school and what awards they had won. At this time, I saw Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes showing approval.

This Liu Kesheng was the monitor of our class in my previous life, and had a big conflict with me. Looking at it now, it's really not a big deal. At that time, this guy was also one of Zhao Yanyan's suitors, and Zhao Yanyan was the group secretary of our class. This guy often asks me to change seats in the self-study class under the pretext of discussing business affairs. At first I believed it, but later I found out that this guy's motives were not pure. As Zhao Yanyan's crush, I certainly wouldn't create opportunities for my rival , As time goes by, the conflict between me and him is settled. As a result, this guy always came to Ye Xiaoxiao to speak ill of me, which directly led to the intensification of the hatred between Ye Xiaoxiao and me.

And that Xie Wei will also become one of the class cadres of our class. If I remember correctly, he was a study committee member, but after the second year of junior high school, he was dismissed during the re-election of the class leader because of his backward study.

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Zhao Yanyan's self-introduction was also wonderful, and the little girl's expression was really colorful, which made Brother Zhu in the class stare straight at him. Relatively speaking, I, who followed closely on the stage, was a little dull. Although I spoke neither humble nor overbearing, calm and calm, I didn't attract Ye Xiaoxiao's attention too much.