Bamboo horses peck each other daily

Everyone came to the school to report on the last day of August, and not only received books but also arranged seats.

The high school teacher did not treat the students like children like before, but let everyone sit freely, saying, "As long as the boys and girls don't sit together, it's fine, the school rules don't have early love, everyone should try to act like boys and girls are not close ha."

The students all smiled and nodded, and said hello loudly.

Cheng Xia wanted to get closer to Shi Xu, but he was too timid to be at the same table with him. In short, he just wanted to take advantage of him, and felt that it was not good. The circuits in his mind would be tied into a Chinese knot.

At this time, Shi Xu looked much braver and fearless. When Cheng Xia was hesitant, he held Cheng Xia with one hand and pushed him into the fourth row of the third group, and then followed him to the fifth row of the third group, jokingly said : "In this way I can supervise your study."

Cheng Xia was directly determined by Shi Xu, but instead of the entanglement that seemed to be an incarnation of choice phobia, he relaxed instantly, and opened his mouth to fight back: "Why do I think you need to sit at the front and be supervised by me?"

Shi Xu smiled coolly and handsomely: "Farewell, then you won't be able to see the blackboard."

Cheng Xia: "..."

Why did he look like such a bad person?

Seeing Cheng Xia rolled his eyes and turned his head away after being told by himself, Shi Xu felt a strange sense of satisfaction, like a primary school student pulling the braids of a girl he loves, very childish, but he himself didn't notice it at all.When Shi Xu raised his head, what he saw was Cheng Xia's fair neck under his black hair, like a white gull's wings, with fluffy and seductive magic power.

——Observing the front table here is indeed the most hidden, and it is so natural to even look up, because outsiders will automatically think that you are in a daze.

Thinking about it, Shi Xu used the tip of the pen to brush Cheng Xia's jet-black hair on the back of his neck, and the cap of the pen gently twirled around the hair, as if playing an interesting game, and he never tired of it.

Cheng Xia also felt the slight fluctuations in the ends of his hair, at first he thought it was the wind, but after a long time he felt that it was Shi Xu playing tricks.For some unknown reason, Cheng Xia didn't stop him, but let Shi Xu play his childish little games, the slight itchiness on the back of his neck seemed to invade his heart.

Unknowingly, Cheng Xia curled the corners of his mouth, and the smile on his face softened the boy's hardened facial contours.With such a smiling face, Cheng Xia's new deskmate felt that he had found a good deskmate, and happily introduced himself to Cheng Xia, thinking that he had formed a friendly relationship with a classmate.

In fact... Cheng Xia began to worry about the name of his new deskmate when he turned his attention away from the nape of his neck.

Cheng Xia: It seems that the surname is Zhu... Oh no, the surname is Zhu.Is it Zhu Xin?Or Zhu Jin?Or Zhu...

Zhu Xing: ...

The head teacher of class one is a person Cheng Xia and Shi Xu are familiar with, that is, the smiling teacher who chatted with them on the plane on the day of the Yushu Cup return flight.

As the name suggests, the teacher is called Chen Xiao.Chen Xiao looks like he is in his 30s. To be a head teacher of a key class must have excellent teaching ability and outstanding management ability. The latter point can be felt by the whole class in the first Chinese class.

Teacher Chen Xiao teaches Chinese. It sounds like a course that matches his kind smile. Unfortunately, his homework is not kind at all.

In the first class of school, the whole class received a thick outline.

Teacher Chen Xiao gently explained the correct usage of the outline on the podium: "This outline is all the ancient poems that are required to be memorized in the college entrance examination. Everyone should start memorizing in the first year of high school. We recite a little every day and take a quiz once a week."

The whole class: "..."

Is it so exciting?This is the first class in the first year of high school!

Cheng Xia flipped through a few sheets, looking at the thick stack of papers gave him a headache even for a person who is used to memorizing by rote, not to mention the time when he avoided Chinese.

Shi Xu is sitting right behind Cheng Xia, Cheng Xia glanced back from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, Shi Xu looked blank.

"Of course the syllabus will be changed. There are some poems in it. It is very likely that you will not see them in the third year of high school."

Hearing Chen Xiao's words, the students in the audience who didn't know much about teachers' language arts began to secretly rejoice: Yoyo, it's great to delete the text!

Chen Xiao added a sentence in his heart: Of course, there may be some texts that you couldn't see before that will be added in the third year of high school. I believe everyone will be very pleasantly surprised by then...

But this is just the beginning of school, and the children still need encouragement.Looking at the eyes of the students below, Teacher Chen Xiao smiled again and squinted his eyes, and continued: "But this does not affect you to memorize them all now, anyway, there is no harm in memorizing more. Our The plan is to memorize all of this book this semester, and then review it every semester.”

The students in the audience began to whisper.Cheng Xia also couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "I have a human brain and it's not a computer, so how could I be able to memorize it. Do I need to memorize other subjects..."

Chen Xiao is not deaf either, so he naturally heard the grievances of the underground students clearly, but he always pretended that he couldn't hear them, and resorted to his big killer: "At this time every time, some students tell me that this is too much, and the backstage is too much. Not coming down, but that's okay."

"I know you're great!" Chen Xiao waved his hand, and looked a little impassioned, but as soon as the words came out, the students stopped feeling moved, "As soon as I take the test, you can all memorize it."

The whole class: "..."

Unable to refute.

In the next nine classes a day, students of Chinese, Mathematics, English, History, Geography, Physics and Chemistry, the teachers of each subject took turns to appear on the stage, and each of them made a new outlook for the new semester. Achieved, such as reciting ancient high school poems in Chinese, one outline a day in mathematics, and 3500 words in English...plus the ultimate weapon-the school exam in two days, under such a bombing offensive, few Individuals can also immerse themselves in the lazy air of the holiday and enjoy paddling. Everyone is tense, for fear that if they are not careful, they will fall behind.

At this time, Cheng Xia was very sad, writing homework that placed the teacher's deep expectations, and still had to worry about the start of the school exam two days later.He really hasn't touched a textbook for two months...

So Shi Xu finished his homework earlier than Cheng Xia in the past two days, but he was still able to leisurely nibble on the fruit as Xia raced against time, reviewing in a hurry.What makes Shixu more regrettable is that the subjects that Cheng Xia urgently needs tutoring are not the subjects he is good at, so he can only watch the battle from the sidelines, unable to enjoy the pleasure of the little teacher and Cheng Xia's active inquiries.

What Cheng Xia forgot the most was Chinese, but English was not bad, because he had been learning programming for the past month, and he also learned a lot of new words, and he didn't lose his sense of translation.

Cheng Xia hurriedly reviewed a few homework, but it was still too late to straighten out all the subjects before the school exam. It can only be said that a soldier who was attacked by the enemy in the middle of the night grabbed his weapon but didn't put on his cloth armor neatly. It's fate that he doesn't die in battle, as long as the enemy doesn't keep poking at his undefended places, he may still survive.

After the exams at the beginning of the semester, the teacher usually has to correct the exam papers for a whole week, so the results that Cheng Xia Xinnian couldn't come out in a short time. Instead, another quiz that he couldn't avoid came again, and that was what Teacher Chen Xiao said. Once a week ancient poetry quiz.

Everyone agrees that ancient poems are difficult to memorize, but just as Teacher Chen Xiao concluded, they will know everything when the exam comes. Anyway, few people really don't memorize it - except Qi Bianrong.

Qi Bianrong's language was also taught by Chen Xiao, so naturally he also had to take a quiz on ancient poetry.He is in the second class, which is the adjacent class of the first class, and he was lucky to find a good teacher.This can be regarded as the school's care for ordinary class students. Even if it is not a key class, it can have the same teachers as the key class.

As for how Qi Bianrong was able to enter the second class by such a coincidence?

Qi Bianrong, who became more and more shameless, had only one sentence: "Is it my fault for making a good shot?"

"..." If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Cheng Xia wouldn't have believed that it was what Qi Bianrong said, because he was still deeply impressed by Qi Bianrong's insistence on "do not go through the back door" and "don't want family property".

Qi Bianrong adapted very well: "I was assigned to other ordinary classes, and there was no teacher as good as you. Do you think it is possible for me to get into the key class in the arts and sciences class by myself? If I don't get into the key class, I will rely on myself." , how likely is it to be admitted to a high school that satisfies my dad? He is not happy with himself, but he has great ambitions for me, and I am helpless."

Cheng Xia: "You used to disdain your father, but now you want him to be satisfied?"

Qi Bianrong scratched his head, with an expression of awkwardness and helplessness: "He is still my father...and if I don't satisfy him, I may feel better in the future. This is called a man who knows the current affairs is a hero." Qi Bian Rong actually felt that not only could he not respect and love his father like before, but even his father could not dote on him like he did when he was a child.

"..." Cheng Xia felt a little heavy in his heart. He couldn't tell whether Qi Bianrong's changes were good or bad, so he could only put the matter aside and talk about it lightly, "Come on, take out the little test." , I heard from Shi Xu that you got a zero score in the exam and came here to observe it... Did you really get a zero score? The kind that didn't add any points?"

Qi Bianrong: "..." He felt that the way Cheng Xia looked at him was a bit like looking at a rare species.

Qi Bianrong took out the small test paper that he pressed in the corner from his schoolbag, curled his lips to express his deep annoyance at Cheng Xia and his rebellious organization: "Didn't you say that you can't memorize it? Why did you get full marks in all the exams?" ?!"

Cheng Xia picked up his small test paper and read it again, and couldn't laugh or cry at Qi Bianrong's anger: "Is this the reason why you got zero?"

He looked at Qi Bianrong lovingly: "The teacher said that as long as we take the test, we will all memorize it. Don't you understand what it means?"

Everyone will howl when it's time to howl, but you won't be left behind when you are still reciting. The students—especially those who can be admitted to Hanhai are all used to being top students, and they just say they are so upright.

The author has something to say: Xueba is such a creature...

Also - thanks to reader "Viumbe_" for the nutrient solution! Mua!