Early in the morning, the chirping of birds entered the bedroom, breaking the silence in the room.
With two dark circles under his eyes, Wu Dao got up from the bed and walked to the toilet to wash up with a confused look on his face.
He was excited all night after learning about the world he was in last night, and he couldn't sleep until four or five in the morning.
By now it's 8:30, and I've only slept for a total of four or five hours. His parents didn't call him when they went to work in the morning. At this time, Budao had already overslept and it was already late to go to school.
"It's already late anyway, so I might as well go later."
After washing up in the toilet, Wu Dao returned to the room and looked at the time. He simply smashed the jar and shrank back to the bed, hugged the quilt and fell asleep.
The schoolwork pressure in Neon is completely different from that in China. Wushi Middle School is a well-known private school in the county, but the class schedule is no different from ordinary public schools.
The first class in the morning starts at 8.45. Generally speaking, students will arrive at school around 8:30.
This alone is hugely different from most junior high schools in China. The last class in the morning usually ends around 12.20, followed by a nearly forty-minute lunch break.
It is mainly used for students to eat and rest, and around 13:00 in the afternoon, it is class time.
But the afternoon class schedule is very loose. Normally, school ends at 15.30. After that, it’s time for junior high school club activities. Generally speaking, club activities last for two hours, but there is no standard for this.
Neon's club culture is quite developed. Students who enroll are free to choose the clubs they want to join. Although some people choose not to join clubs, these people are very few.
Wu Dao's home is a villa area in the city center, only ten minutes away from the school.
When Wu Dao woke up and walked to the gate of Wu Shi Middle School, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Some students who took advantage of the opportunity to leave early had already secretly climbed over the wall and ran out of the school at this time.
"Unexpectedly, I actually slept until now..."
"But it doesn't matter. After all, I'm just here for a quick check. If you're late, just be late."
Wu Dao appeared at the door of Wu Shi Middle School with nothing in his hands and wearing a sports shirt. The school was in session at this time, and the entire campus seemed a little quiet. Only the sound of reading from time to time echoed in the campus, and the entrance to the campus was deserted, with no pedestrians at all.
Stopping at the door and watching for a while, Wu Dao showed a smile on his face, remembering the past campus life, and walked into the school.
"Hey! Who is that, what is he doing? Stop!"
But after taking only two steps, the guard stopped him.
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Jinguji Martial Arts spent a lot of effort before he managed to explain his situation to the guard.
When he successfully walked into the school gate, it was already time for classes to end, and students were walking out of the classroom one after another. A familiar bell rang in the school. Looking at the young students pouring out of the teaching building, Martial Arts was in a trance for a while.
"That's great, in junior high school."
Looking at the young faces, Wu Dao sighed in his heart and walked around the campus, looking for the location of the gymnasium while feeling the long-lost campus atmosphere.
As I walked to the nearby teaching building and looked around, Jinguji Martial Arts immediately attracted the attention of many students.
Nothing more than height and handsomeness.
Today is the neon of the 1990s. In this era, the average height of neon men is only 170.8cm. In this middle school campus, many boys have not yet developed or have just started to develop. Generally, they are not tall. To 170cm, and with a height of nearly 185cm like Martial Arts, it is the absolute focus in the junior high school campus.
"Wow, that man is so tall! Is he a teacher from our school?"
"Oh oh oh! He looks like a giant! He looks very young! He must be a student."
Many students who passed by Wu Dao were whispering privately. This feeling of being noticed made Wu Dao somewhat embarrassed.
In order to avoid this embarrassment, Wu Dao randomly picked up a friendly-looking classmate, asked about the location of the gymnasium, and then left the teaching building as if he was running away.
Takeishi Junior High School is a very famous middle school in Kanagawa Prefecture. Not only does the school have outstanding teaching quality in cultural classes, but its students also perform very well in sports.
Takeishi Middle School's baseball and judo programs are even more famous nationwide, and its basketball program has also performed well in previous national competitions. Players in various positions on the team have attracted the attention of coaches from strong high school basketball schools.
In the prefecture, anyone who has paid attention to middle school basketball knows about the Takeishi Middle School Basketball Club.
The basketball gym of Wushi Middle School stands in the northeast corner of the school. It is located in a quite remote location. I found this gym after asking many classmates along the road.
The floor area of the gymnasium is not very large, only a few hundred square meters. Through the windows of the gymnasium, Wu Dao looked inside the gymnasium.
This is a comprehensive gymnasium, and this time is just the time for students to participate in club activities. At this time, many clubs in the gymnasium are gathering team members. Not only men’s basketball, but also women’s volleyball and women’s basketball…
"Hiss...you actually challenged my weakness?!"
"Do all neon girls wear such short pants?"
"No wonder Takeshi Middle School's basketball club has done so well in competitions. If there is one less girl, the fighting strength will be greatly weakened."
It's April when the school starts in Neon. The cold weather subsides, everything revives, the breath of spring permeates the campus, and it's the time for animals to interact with new classmates.
Wu Dao just glanced through the window towards the gymnasium. Just this glance made him unable to move his eyes anymore. I bent down and looked at the "scenery" through the window.
Young and beautiful boys and girls in the gymnasium, this long-awaited smell is called youth.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing sneakily?"
Just when Wu Dao was looking at him in ecstasy, a hand was placed on Wu Dao's shoulder.
"What do you mean by being sneaky? It sounds so ugly."
"I'm feeling youthful! Do you understand youth?"
When Budao heard the voice coming from behind, he shrugged his shoulders and said dissatisfiedly. However, he did not move away from the hand on his shoulder, and then he straightened up impatiently and looked back.
In front of him was a handsome-faced young man, only about 170cm tall, more than half a head shorter than the martial artist. Although he has a 37-point hairstyle, let alone, the boy in front of him can control this hairstyle. He is not ugly at all and is even a little handsome. The boy looks thin but has smooth muscle lines. He is obviously a sunny boy who exercises regularly.
"Huh? Mitsui Hisashi?"
"It's really Mitsui Hisashi!"
Budao turned around and looked at the young man for a while, finally recognized the person in front of him, and looked at Mitsui in surprise.
At this time, Mitsui Hisahi and Budo's image of a mop-headed delinquent boy and a short-haired sports boy with missing teeth were hugely different. Although Budo did not recognize the person in front of him at the first time, Budo was sure that he had not recognized the wrong person. The three men in front of him were... The handsome boy is definitely Mitsui Hisashi!
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