I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 26

Chapter 26 

This Doraemon is a bit tall.

Yan Tingxin didn't know where the eyes were looking at this kind of wearable doll costume, but she felt that the person wearing the doll was looking at her fixedly.

It's a strange feeling.

He stood still, his hand still handing out small gifts from the playground, and Yan Tingxin thought that the doll man was going to give her a small gift for Doraemon, so he took a balloon from his round hand.

"Thank you.

Yan Tingxin passed by him and prepared to leave.

The man seemed stunned, and a round hand reached out to her again, handing her a Doraemon keychain.

Yan Tingxin smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Thank you. She

left the playground, returned to the house that had not yet burned down, stuck the Doraemon balloon in her hand on her desk, and began to prepare for class.

I changed into a school uniform and canvas shoes, tied my hair in a ponytail, didn't wear a little makeup, didn't paint my eyebrows, didn't wear lipstick.

Of course, there is a difference in the face between the twentieth self and the teenage self, but the difference is not very obvious. If it's a teenager and a teenager in his thirties, then the difference is a bit big, and it's not something that can be disguised by changing into a school uniform.

Yan Tingxin put on his backpack and walked out of the door to say goodbye to his parents.

Since it's an experience of life, there's no need to go to school through any door.

Yan Tingxin opened the lock of the bicycle, the third class of the first year of high school, I came.

......

Suddenly, when I walked into the classroom, the classroom was boiling and the students were talking.

Wow!

Yan Tingxin walked in from the front door of the classroom, and recognized his former high school classmates one by one, although after graduation, high school classmates also organized dinners, but it was difficult for everyone to get there.

The class bell rang and she completely forgot about her seat.

How many rows are there in which position?

She changed her table a few times, and after thinking about it carefully, she remembered who her table mate was when she was a freshman in high school.

So, looking for a tablemate, I found an empty seat.

The current tablemate is a top girl, who is studying all day and night, and basically doesn't pay much attention to her in class, about Yan Tingxin has become an adult in her 20s, she didn't notice anything abnormal.

Organize your desk.

There is no shortage of signatures on the scratch paper that she once practiced.

Looking at this signature with teeth and claws in one stroke, Yan Tingxin smiled slightly.

At the beginning of the morning reading class, Yan Tingxin opened his mouth and read English with everyone, and the morning reading class ended, and the first class was physics.

Yan Tingxin worked hard to force himself to listen to the class, but it was like listening to a book from heaven.

I once fantasized that if I could go back to high school, I would study hard, I would definitely be admitted to Peking University, and I would definitely change my life.

But when I actually sat in the high school classroom, I opened the textbook.

Math, so hard.

Odd and even unchanged? Which odd? Which one is coming?

Chemistry, incomprehensible.

How to match the chemical equation? How to find the mass fraction of carbon? How to write the short form of organic matter structure?

Physics, will not count.

What is the work done by the conveyor belt? What is the displacement of upward throw, flat throw, and oblique throw? Newton's Three Laws, Kepler's Three Laws, Three Laws of Thermodynamics, Conservation of Energy, Conservation of Mechanical Energy, Kinetic Energy Theorem, Momentum Theorem, Momentum Conservation Theorem, Faraday's Law of Magnetic Field Induction, Lenz's Law, Ohm's Law, Resistance Law...... Which one will you memorize?

That's it, do you still want to counterattack in the college entrance examination?

After a few classes, Yan Tingxin silently closed the textbook: I just came to experience life.

The bell rang for the end of class, and the classmate sitting in the back poked her back with a pen: "Can't you go to the toilet?"

Yan Tingxin: "Jiang Keling!

Jiang Keling pushed his glasses, looking inexplicable: "What's wrong?"

Yan Tingxin was pleasantly surprised: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yan Tingxin remembered that he seemed to have quarreled with Jiang Keling, and later Jiang Keling went to Beijing to study at university, and he hadn't seen him for many years after graduation.

Suddenly seeing his friend from high school, Yan Tingxin was a little excited.

Jiang Keling poked her head: "I'm sleeping, I haven't seen you all night."

Yan Tingxin: "Ah, I mean that if you don't see each other for a day, you don't see each other."

Jiang Keling raised his chin in the direction of the teacher's door: "Go to the toilet?" "

Ah, okay, let's go together.

This is the culture of high school girls, holding hands to go to the toilet after class.

Jiang Keling asked her, "Why are you so excited today?"

Yan Tingxin: "Am I excited?"

Jiang Keling: "You didn't pay attention to the lectures in the morning, and your head looked around."

Yan Tingxin: "I'm distracted."

Jiang Keling rubbed his feet: "You seem to have grown taller." He

pinched her face: "Your skin is much better."

Jiang Keling shouted in the toilet: "Come and see, everyone, Yan Tingxin has turned white, and there are no more acne!" Yan

Tingxin: "......"

The two of them have already walked into the toilet and are now queuing. Jiang Keling's words echoed immediately, attracting other female classmates in the toilet queue to come and visit her.

Sweat!

Classmate A: "How do you whiten?" Student

B: "How did you make the acne on your face completely gone?" Student

C: "Are you secretly using any skin care products?" I've heard that there is a whitening pill.

Yan Tingxin: "No, no, no." Whitening pills should not be eaten indiscriminately, as it seems that they are not good for the body. It is normal for everyone to have pimples in their teens now, and they will gradually stop growing in the future. All

the students said in unison: "Cut~"

"You are talking like an adult now, old-fashioned."

"I think you look a little bit different than you did yesterday.

Yan Tingxin covered his cheeks: "What's the difference?" "

Jiang Keling: "I can't tell. It's just a little different. Yan Tingxin: "It's

okay." "Actually, it's a change from the youth of the teens to the growth of the twenties.

Yan Tingxin will never admit that he has become old.

Yan Tingxin: "Okay, it's your time, go to the toilet." "

As soon as I finished going to the toilet, the class bell rang, and I hurried back to the classroom.

There are 5 classes in the morning. No wonder she had to eat a lot in high school, she was hungry in the fourth period, and she desperately covered her stomach to keep her stomach from screaming.

Embarrassed.

Why do high school students have to attend classes for so long in the morning?

It's more tiring than going to work.

It's at least nine o'clock in the morning to get to work.

......

At noon, eat in the cafeteria.

The rice in the high school cafeteria is long-grain rice, a bit coarse, although it is a large pot dish, it is not as delicate as a small stir-fry, but you can eat a meal for 5 yuan for one meat and one vegetarian meal, which is an unimaginable price in the future.

Although she checked in the daily food of various places during this time, she could eat a breakfast within 10 yuan, but 5 yuan a meat and a vegetarian meal was lunch after all.

This is the price of lunch that cannot be found even with lanterns.

Yan Tingxin said while cooking: "Our canteen is really cheap.

Jiang Keling plucked the rice and rolled his eyes: "I couldn't hear that you were mocking in reverse for a while." Meat dishes have risen by five cents this semester.

Yan Tingxin: "......" continued to bury his head in two mouthfuls of food, not letting himself go.

......

After eating, I went back to the classroom for a lunch break.

She hasn't started living on campus at this time, and if her classmates live on campus can go back to their dormitories for a lunch break.

A few chairs put together to form a lunch break bed.

She didn't choose to go home and sleep through any door, saying that she wanted to feel high school life and not miss a single detail.

It's very uncomfortable to sleep in the chairs together, and the old arms and legs can't turn over.

Some students don't rest at noon and do their homework all the time, some students play with their mobile phones, and a tall boy sits in the last row reading "Notes on Tomb Robbery".

Looking back now, I don't know how I did it in high school.

Every week is still a single holiday, except for Saturday when I don't go to evening self-study, I rush to 7:30 in the morning to study early, and then go to class until 12 noon, and then sleep on the table casually, and then start class again, eat dinner in the cafeteria, and then study in the evening, and do homework until 12 o'clock in the evening.

When I was a teenager, I was really energetic and full of vitality.

......

In the afternoon, there are English classes, math classes, and physical education classes.

English can pass the test in confusion, amazed the audience, and was pulled up by the teacher to answer a question and make a sentence.

The math teacher is very strict.

The boy sitting in the last row, in math class, wrote fantasy novels with his homework book under his desk, almost half of which was written with crooked handwriting, but was torn apart by the ruthless iron hand of the math teacher.

The next class is physical education.

Boys play basketball and soccer in teams, and girls play badminton and volleyball in teams.

Yan Tingxin played badminton with his high school classmates for a while and was a little thirsty, so he decided to go back to the classroom to drink water.

When she returned to the classroom, she found that the boy whose manuscript had been torn from the previous class turned over his manuscript paper from the trash can, and while scolding '', he glued the paper with scotch tape.

Yan Tingxin didn't remember this episode when he was studying.

She also doesn't remember this male classmate at all, whether he wrote fantasy novels later.

She only remembered that this male classmate was called Wang Ankang, and he had never been in touch after graduation.

Yan Tingxin walked over curiously, helped Wang Ankang cut the tape, and glued the shredded paper again.

"Thank you. "Wang Ankang is a tall straight male classmate who loves to play basketball and write fantasy novels. A pair of very big hands, holding a thin pen, blocking it with a book, hiding the homework book under the desk, writing so many words, it's not easy!

Yan Tingxin: "Can I read the novel you wrote?"

Wang Ankang thought for ten seconds: "Yes." For your sake, I grant you permission to be my first reader.

Yan Tingxin: "It's an honor." "

Uh...... It's not smooth!

Wang Ankang was still on the side and asked with great interest: "How is it?" "

Actually, I don't understand it.

But Yan Tingxin still said encouragingly: "It's very good-looking."

Yan Tingxin: "What is your pen name?"

Wang Ankang shook the bangs of the 'boy' in the second middle school: "Confidential!" When I publish the book, I will send you the autographed book with my pen name printed on it.

Yan Tingxin: "Okay, then I'll thank you in advance."

As soon as he talked about the manuscript, Wang Ankang wrinkled his eyebrows painfully: "I'm annoyed, the old man tore my manuscript paper so much." Some people on the Internet scolded me for breaking off, being unfinished, and being a eunuch, but when school started, I really couldn't help it. "

Ahh It turned out to be a young serialization boss.

After entering the society, I realized that the results of the reading test do not represent the future development direction, and sometimes interest, perseverance, and opportunities can determine the success or failure of a person's career.

Interest is the best teacher.

Although she knew that she couldn't change the past, she still encouraged Wang Ankang's interest and gave him an old-fashioned suggestion that he was not very happy to listen to.