The mountain climbing activity in the seventh grade was held for the first time. The school leaders attached great importance to this event, after all, it may become a tradition of the school after setting an example.

  However, safety is one of the most worrisome aspects for schools, after all, with so many students, ensuring that nothing happens to any of them also entails taking a huge risk.

  The entire school trip was divided into several days, with 12 classes forming a large group, and the class teacher accompanied to supervise the students.

  The school and education bureau have been informed, a relatively good weather was chosen for the trip, and there were even several police cars and ambulances waiting at the foot of the mountain.

  On Tuesday, I attended another day of classes, and my classmates were all looking forward to our trip to Mount Wanggu on Wednesday.

  Wednesday arrived on schedule.

  When Meng Ting left home in the morning, Shus father specially reminded him: "Wangushan is very high, and that old tree is on the top of the mountain. If you feel tired, ask your teacher for leave, okay?" After all, his eyes had just recovered, and he would feel a sharp pain when he was too tired.

  Meng nodded slightly, she knew her limits.

  Shus dad asked her to put the thermos, umbrella and lunch box in her backpack. The thermos was filled with hot grape sugar water, and the umbrella was just in case, after all, autumn rain in H city can come at any time.

  Meng Ting made himself a fried rice box lunch. Shu Dads lab was very busy and the several children lived quite independently. At that time, Wang Gu Shan had not been developed yet, so there were no places on the mountain to sell water or food. Meng Ting washed the white and blue lunch boxes clean at home, filled them with fried rice, put on his warm coat and headed out.

  The same thing happened to Shu Yang, Meng Ting handed him a blue lunch box, Shu Yang silently took it and turned around to leave.

  Shus father glared: "You little brat!" He couldnt help but remind Shu Yang to take care of his sister again.

  Meng Ting lost his smile and followed Shu Yang out of the door.

  They need to gather at the school gate, and after the class leader checks the number of people, the 12 classes line up in an impressive manner and set off towards Mount Wanggu.

  Meng listened to them and lined up at the very front.

  The school was more humane today, only reminding students to keep warm and not requiring them to wear uniforms.

  A group of energetic young boys and girls set off with their class teachers leadership.

  The more people there are, the slower they walk. The students were making a ruckus, like birds that had been let out of their cage, and were extremely excited.

  Fan Huiying shook her head, but a hint of a smile appeared on her face.

  The crowd didnt know when someone started singing happily.

  Meng Ting and Zhao Nuan walked side by side, with Zhao Nuan occasionally turning her head to glance at Meng Ting, then blushing and looking away. Oh my, she was still getting used to how handsome Meng Ting had become. In the hazy mountain light of dawn, Meng Tings cheeks seemed to have a soft and beautiful glow.

  Not only was she secretly looking, but also her classmates couldnt help but glance over.

  Zhao Nuan Cheng listened to them singing and got a bit excited: "Listen, can you sing?"

  Meng Ting nodded dazedly and nodded.

  Zhao Nuan Cheng excitedly said: "Ive never heard you sing before, let me hear a song from you."

  The crowd winds its way, with all the mountains at their feet.

  Reborn in this life, Meng Ting looked at many youthful faces and felt grateful for the preciousness of life.

  She was in a good mood, so she didnt sweep away Zhao Nuans enthusiasm and thought: "Ill sing a little, dont mind."

  She sang softly along the mountain road:

  "From a high place to a distant place"

  The fleeting joy of returning home from a low place

  The revolving wheel carries me

  Accidentally met with moonlight pouring down pale white

  Her tone was very light, blown by the morning breeze, with a kind of trembling sweetness. Zhao Nuanju was stunned for a moment, she just casually suggested it, but didnt expect that listening to singing was really good!

  Colorful Road Signs

  No Entry Warning

  Under the sky

  Were as light as feathers

  A lifetime can sometimes be as light as a feather.

  Her voice was sweet to the point of being unbearable, yet without that cloying sweetness, people nearby stopped singing and looked over in surprise. Meng Ting felt a bit embarrassed, finishing off a segment with a somewhat awkward expression.

  Zhao Nuan was so excited that she became incoherent: "My goodness, listen to you sing, it sounds so good!"

  Meng heard that she was a bit absent-minded, in fact, her dancing and piano playing were more talented than singing, but these things, after two generations of time, became unforgettable memories that dared not be touched.

  This is an old song from a few years ago called "Sunlight City", but Meng Tings rendition has a unique charm to it.

  At first, the students were excited, but when they climbed to a quarter of the way, they found that this road was far from their imagined sightseeing tour.

  Zhao Nuan felt like a fish on the shore that was about to die, her feet were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

  "Oh no, I dont want to go anymore, this is even more torturous than military training."

  Not only the students couldnt bear it, but the female teacher was also panting, even though everyone wore flat shoes today, and the heel still ached slightly.

  Fan Huiying was also tired, but as the class teacher she had to set a good example: "Classmates! Teachers often say that persistence is key, learning and climbing mountains are the same principle, the probability of reaching the top of the mountain and getting into a good university is equally difficult, everyone must have strong perseverance!"

  Zhao Nuanju was about to spit blood, and whispered in Meng Tings ear: "We all understand the truth, but its really exhausting, oh my god!"

  Meng wiped the sweat from her forehead, the water bottle and lunchbox in her backpack were not light either, she was also a bit overwhelmed. They started climbing at 7:30 this morning, now its 10 oclock, but theyve only climbed one quarter of the way, which is very discouraging.

  Teacher Fan led the way forward: "Well go up and make our wishes as soon as possible, then we can head down the mountain earlier!"

  The students followed with their heads hung low in dejection, and no one had the heart to sing again.

  Before long, the classmates who had lined up in order completely disrupted the sequence. Some classmates couldnt keep up and there was nothing they could do about it.

  The teachers conferred with each other, sighed, and let the female teacher stay behind to take care of the female students who were physically exhausted. They continued to lead the team up the mountain. Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

  Teacher Fan has always been strong-willed, leading a class of students forward.

  A group of classmates: "......" They had something in mind, but didnt know whether they should say it or not.

  ~

  The twelfth group finally reached the end, and Shen Yuqing had already walked away, muttering to herself: "Why bother climbing this broken mountain, its better to just take a day off." When she learned that those who were physically exhausted could stop, she quickly asked for leave and didnt care about her image anymore, finding a rock to sit on.

  Then they watched with relish as their classmates were forced to climb the mountain as a demonstration.

  Hey, isnt the class teacher of that class Extinction Master? How can she be so cruel!

  Her best friend was stunned and patted her hand.

  "Whats going on, stop bothering..." Her voice got stuck in her throat as she saw the boys following far behind their class.

  Her gaze fell on the young man in front of her, and she was momentarily speechless.

  Jiang Ren had his hands in his pockets and his jacket slung over his shoulder, giving off a somewhat lazy demeanor. He slowly followed while chewing gum.

  He is not a student of Class 7, but today he has black hair! A... completely ordinary buzz cut!

  Bald head!

  It was that year when male classmates were dragged out onto the streets with their hair cut neatly and squarely.

  He Junming almost choked with laughter when he saw it yesterday.

  Is Nige crazy?!

  Jiang Ren wore black sport pants and sports shoes, his illness made it difficult for him to control his emotions, he had ADHD since kindergarten... but also gave this young man a fiery passion and strength.

  This group of vocational high school students were exhausted like dead dogs. His black eyes still shone brightly.

  Shen Yuqing sat on a rock, for a moment feeling like she didnt know Jiang Ren anymore.

  His black hair was very short, and the feeling of silver hair was completely different. It looked neat, but... Jiang Rens eyebrows and eyes were wild, with a hard and unyielding air that couldnt be suppressed, making him look a bit fierce, yet also very handsome and masculine. In short, it had nothing to do with bookishness.

  He was originally a violent temper, now lightly looking at people with an eye, has a particularly strong and overbearing feeling.

  He Junming was exhausted and cried with a sad face: "I cant take it anymore, I also need to rest."

  He Han burst out laughing: "Men cant easily say no."

  "Get out! Are you brothers or not?"

  He Junming blended in with the crowd of students who had given up, his face swollen. Anyway, there were so many people that the teachers couldnt keep track of them all, and they definitely wouldnt be able to tell him and the other vocational school students apart.

  Shen Yus eyes sparkled with surprise and anticipation as she stood up: "Jiang Ren, youve come..."

  Fang Tan smiled: "No, Shen Yuqing classmate, can you keep your voice down?"

  Theres a threatening tone in his words.

  After all, these few vocational high school "bad eggs" mixed into the mountain, now the team is chaotic and no one noticed them coming over.

  Jiang Ren patted Fang Yans shoulder and continued walking forward.

  Fang Tan also didnt plan on continuing onward, he had a number in mind.

  Then he also squatted with He Junming and others on the hillside.

  Jiang Ren continued walking upwards.

  Fan Huiying finally couldnt hold on either, no way, let the students who could persist continue. After all, those who went up can get a small flag, which can be used to add bonus points for class moral performance, aiming to commend the spirit of perseverance.

  "Lets get out of the teachers line of sight and take a break," Zhao Nuan said in a low voice.

  Meng nodded, she didnt insist on going up the mountain either, the key was that her backpack was too heavy, and now her shoulders were sore.

  They didnt sit down on the rock until Fan Huiyun was out of sight.

  Meng wiped away a body of sweat, took down her backpack and put it on her legs. She took out a thermos cup and drank a few mouthfuls. The cool breeze blew gently, making her feel much better.

  Meng Ting had taken off his coat and put it in his backpack, now he was only wearing a thin bean green cotton long-sleeved shirt, like a delicate dragonfly in spring.

  She comfortably closed her eyes, and the wind blowing on her face felt very pleasant.

  When I opened my eyes again, I saw the black-haired boy.

  He stopped in front of her, a smile rippling in his eyes: "What a coincidence, good student."

  Meng Ting looked at him incredulously, how did he still follow her?

  Zhao Nuans expression also froze.

  Meng Tings slender figure sat on a tall boulder, her legs slightly suspended in mid-air.

  The wind blew up her clothes and stuck them to her slender figure.

  She brought a warm fragrance of a young girl, her waist was very slender, and the exposed cheeks and neck were very white. Her collarbone was half-exposed as she looked up at him with her face raised.

  He... his hair.

  Jiang Ren realized her surprised gaze and smiled a bit mischievously: "Just think Im handsome, huh?"

  Meng Tings face turned slightly red, how shameless he is!

  She turned her head away and didnt speak to him either.

  Zhao Nuanju was afraid of Jiang Ren, tightly grasping Meng Tings hand. The black-haired Jiang Ren... looked so fierce. Wuuu, it was really scary. Zhao Nuanju looked around and found that they had found a good spot to rest, but it was a rare dead angle.

  Classmates either gave up or left early, anyway there was no one around to ask for help.

  Jiang Ren gazed at her pale face, so beautiful it was like something that would attract a crowd.

  But also found that Meng doesnt really want to talk to him either.

  Whats wrong with talking to him in front of her friends?

  He raised an eyebrow, grasped her slender wrist and pulled her over: "Arent you going up the mountain? Ill take you there."

  "Let me go, Im not going up."

  Jiang Ren curved his lips: "Cant you guys who went up add some points? Good students, do you understand what it means to bring glory to the class?"

  Meng Ting felt the force on his wrist and blushed with anger: "My foot hurts, I wont go up. You want to go, you go."

  Zhao Nuanju looked at the scene in front of her and was about to cry. She bravely said, "Jiang Ren, let go of Tingting, or Ill tell our school teacher."

  Jiang endured a cold laugh and looked at her eyes.

  The young mans eyebrows and eyes are sharp, with a hint of wildness in his domineering demeanor.

  Zhao Nuan Cheng: "......" Sorry to disturb you.

  Jiang Ren took a step forward and scooped up Meng Xue with his bag, a smile in his eyes: "With me here, you can go anywhere!"

  Meng Ting was swept up in his arms, her cry of surprise stuck in her throat.

  He had a warm and gentle smile in his eyes, walking and saying: "Dont call me that, or when your teacher comes youll have trouble explaining. Anyway, my reputation is bad, dont become like me."

  "Turn back and dont provoke me. I wont do anything to her, but you following us might not be the case."

  Hes like the worst villain in a TV drama, grasping peoples weak points and making them so angry they want to kill him.

  Meng Ting grasped her heavy bag with one hand and was forced to climb the mountain by someone, she was almost in tears.

  Nothing like this happened in her past life. Whats wrong with him? She thought that Jiang Chen was someone who dared to kill people, and for a moment, she felt both angry and fearful.

  He hugged her, but didnt exert too much effort.

  Meng Ting knew he couldnt escape, so he said: "Put me down and Ill walk myself."

  He smiled: "Not tired of you."

  "Not tired."

  This is so awkward.

  He put her down, and at that time the mountains were a lush green, with towering peaks that seemed to be shrouded in a faint aura of immortality. He saw that she was afraid, clinging tightly to the bulging package, her eyes uncertain whether they were painful or fearful, with a thin layer of moisture.

  A seventeen-year-old girl, like a flower bud with dew on its branch.

  Didnt he dye his hair back?

  Whats there to be afraid of him?

  Jiang endured the annoyance in his heart, knowing that there was still half of the journey up the mountain. He didnt really want to go up the mountain, he just wanted to take a look at her. He knew she didnt think much of him, and He Junming was right - they were people from two different worlds. If it wasnt for him dragging her over today, she wouldnt have said more than a few words to him.

  But he...he needs an opportunity.

  Even if he was sentenced to death, he still wanted to get close.

  She is so good-looking and popular, he is in vocational high school, its hard to see her even once.

  Jiang Ren followed her halfway up the mountain, wanting to spend more time with her, and his heart ached with an inexplicable pain.

  He looked down at her, his tone involuntarily lowered: "Dont cry, okay? Im not bullying you, I really want to take you hiking. Ive been up here before, its very beautiful."

  He didnt cheat her.

  In order to get there today, he climbed Mount Wangu by himself yesterday.

  He said he didnt understand why, some things, if not done would make him unable to stop thinking about them repeatedly, and when done, his blood would boil. How could it be torture? That kind of awkward, hard-to-utter emotion turned into endless energy, making him stupidly go all out.

  "The forest guard said theres a small path on the mountain, knowing you dont like your teacher and classmates to see me, shall I take you there?"

  Meng heard that he didnt mean to harm himself and nodded after a while.

  Then they slowly moved forward.

  Jiang endured in silence and took her bag over, putting it on his own shoulder. His jacket had been given to He Junming and the others earlier.

  She is really struggling to walk.

  He listened to her breathing, and squatted down in front of her: "Ill carry you on my back."

  Meng Ting hastily shook his head.

  He snorted, his dark eyes staring into hers: "What are you afraid of? When a boy is nice to a girl, its just because he likes her and wants to please her. Cant you understand that, Meng Ting? Give me a chance."

  She wasnt the first time she heard Jiang Ren say such a straightforward thing, but in her life, she had only met one person who was so outspoken and shameless.

  Mengs ears turned red: "Cant you just not say things like that?"

  "Whats wrong?" He had a hint of a smile in his eyes, intentionally teasing her.

  She really didnt have the face to repeat it again, and she averted her gaze from his.

  He knew she was unwilling, but it was still far to go up the mountain, and she couldnt make it on her own.

  He handed her the bag: "Hurry up, hold or carry on your back, if you dont choose Ill choose for you."

  Cant she just beat this scoundrel to death?! Meng Ting didnt want to go up the mountain either, and in her past life, she hadnt gone either. In her heart, there was no sense of regret.

  He raised an eyebrow, his black hair carrying a fierce and intimidating aura, as if he was about to hug her again.

  Meng listened and was so frightened that he hastily said: "Back."

  Her tone was trembling, sweet to peoples hearts.

  He smiled and said, "Mm."

  When those two slender and soft arms wrapped around him, his heart almost uncontrollably quickened its beat.

  The girls body was fragrant and soft, he thought her sweat was also fragrant, Meng Ting seemed to be the kind of girl that every boy wanted to hold.

  Unlike He Junming and others, after walking for a long time, his body was covered in stinky sweat.

  Meng listened and kept a distance from him, with an empty ring around his neck.

  He walked as if he had endless energy.

  She had never been in love for two lifetimes, didnt attend college and died young. At this moment, I felt both annoyed and ashamed.

  Jiang Ren noticed her turning away, seemingly unwilling to get too close to him. He smiled and said, "Afraid of old mans stench?"

  She was far away from him and didnt make a sound.

  He couldnt help but laugh, and she smelled nice. However, he still explained: "The hair dye has a bit of an odor, dont mind it, it will dissipate in a few days."

  It doesnt stink actually.

  But there was a fervent thing about him, she keenly sensed that kind of abnormal obsession different from ordinary people. Jiang Ren was like a hellfire, overbearing and annoying, she just didnt like this person.

  However, this man she didnt like had great strength and was able to walk steadily while carrying her and her heavy luggage.

  Jiang Ren walked along the small path, carrying the coolness of autumn with him, listening to the faint insect sounds in the forest.

  He sweated through his clothes, revealing a strong and healthy young physique.

  Meng Ting didnt expect it would be so far.

  They arrived at the top of the mountain when it was already one oclock in the afternoon.

  A hundred-year-old tree that three people can barely hug stands upright in the wind, with countless small red flags fluttering around it, yet no one has the determination to take them away.

  Jiang Ren carried her on his back and was the only one who reached the summit.

  Hes really scary.

  The young man panted and let her sit under the old tree, his black pupils looking at her, unable to help but laugh: "Hey, I didnt bring water, can you give me a mouthful of water?"