Xu Xu side head slightly and was taken to reciting a time tunnel

Guo Wei's face some dissatisfaction, but still pick up on the desk and the book drop things, moved to the back, Xu Xiang-hole teacher bow, walked past carrying a bag of Ze nodded once more and sat beside him , the hole is not nonsense teacher, began to lecture directly opened the book, originally issued to Xu Xu textbook is the third year, this temporary skip a grade, Han Xiaozhang only temporary students go first to the previous books, Xu Xu temporarily to meet the day before.
Bore brush on the blackboard the teacher, and wrote several pen force Qiu Jin's writing on the blackboard, "Young Runtu" turned and said: "Today we talk about the first lesson, taken from the hometown of Lu Xun in a short, young Runtu , Li Yan you to read "
The middle of the second row stood up a girl, not beautiful, but there is a natural scholarly temperament, began reading out loud, crisp voice nicely, self-assured: "the deep blue sky round golden moon hung ... ... This boy is Runtu. I know him, but also more than ten years old ... ... "
Familiar and unfamiliar texts, into the ears of Xu Xu, I feel as if the classroom back to the previous life, reciting, accompanied by the poplar leaves outside the window a crash, soft non-glare of the sun, according to clearances from the leaves down, made all the dream-like, Xu Xu side head slightly and was taken to reciting a time tunnel.