Tell you to turn backwards?

"This star is much larger than a planet. For example, the sun, although we usually look like a disk, its total volume is 130 million times that of our earth." The geography teacher controlled the slideshow with his mobile phone Go to the next page, "Look, after this proportional reduction, there is only one point left on the earth, and the solar energy is still very big."

Gao Yi's deskmate Liu Wentao said quietly: "It's so big, so big x 3."

Gao Yi "creaked" and laughed.

Fortunately, Meng Ze didn't have any expectations for this school. His junior high school is a private school, the price is very expensive, but about half of the teachers are senior teachers, and the rest are not below the intermediate level.Even if you are distracted in class, the teacher's voice will enter your mind like thunder.

However, in this high school, Meng Ze hasn't changed much on the surface, and he still shakes his head in his heart. The first impression the teachers here gave Meng Ze can be evaluated with a few words that their junior high school teachers often use to describe them——

Mud can't support the wall.

I can't even drag it.

So Meng Ze had great doubts about his choice of this school for the second time, thinking about how likely it is that his future will be ruined here.

But I chose the path myself, Meng Zexin said, anyway, I don’t regret it now, and there will be no way out in the future.

This afternoon, Wu Shifeng couldn't pretend anymore, stepped on the bell to come in, and fell asleep.I woke up in the middle of the second class, looked around with sleepy eyes, and found that my deskmate was also lying on the stomach, so I thought very much——

The top students are sleeping, so how can we scumbags learn?

So Wu Shifeng, who couldn't sleep, started to secretly play with his mobile phone. The Chinese teacher was probably the only teacher in his class who didn't allow anyone to lie on his stomach in class. After seeing the boys in the rows behind sleeping so soundly, he was very angry They shook.

"Don't give up on yourself, it's just the beginning of school, and you're like this?" The Chinese teacher gracefully threw the book on the podium table, "Even if you don't want to learn, it is a basic respect for the teacher to raise your head in class. Are you out yet?"

"Choose it." The student replied.

Chinese teacher: "The class monitor will write down the names of the students who were not serious just now. I can't control you. Let your head teacher take care of you."

As a student representative who didn't listen carefully to the class, Wu Shifeng took out a blank sheet of paper in embarrassment. A boy in the front row had already betrayed him, and he was shaking his head like a primary school student: "Chinese teacher, our monitor was sleeping just now. .”

"Squad leader." The Chinese teacher said in a deep voice. The Chinese teacher who hadn't finished his self-report for most of the class finally found a topic to talk about, "This is the study attitude I just emphasized. A good study attitude lays the foundation for your college entrance examination." Base……"

Her eyes turned around, and finally landed on Meng Ze who was still lying on his stomach. She had already been reminded once, and if she didn't repent, it made people even more angry. Time was running out, so she asked Class [-] The students all took out a piece of homework paper, and then there was a "kind smile" on their faces.

"Our school's admission letter also contains a summer homework issued uniformly for each year, which includes homework for everyone to read the Dream of the Red Chamber." She said, "I believe everyone is more familiar with the Dream of the Red Chamber now. Okay, now please Write the names of the twelve beauties of Jinling on the paper."

"Students who can't write more than six, I will consider asking you to copy it several times as appropriate. The most important thing in learning is to correct your attitude." The Chinese teacher stopped at the last table of the fourth group, and used his left hand to write on Meng Ze's desk. He patted on the side of the table a few times, "School is not a place for you to sleep. If you really want to sleep, you can apply to your head teacher to go home and sleep."

Meng Ze didn't fall asleep at first, so he looked up calmly, opened the notebook on the table and tore off a page of paper, then turned the cap of the pen very casually and coherently, and wrote two lines of words, without a moment's pause Never had.

The Chinese teacher stared at the paper on his desk for a while. Not long after he wrote, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the first desk of each group got up and handed in blank or few words of paper.

"Hey, Shi Feng, what did you write? Damn, who would take that as homework? I only opened and read my admission letter a few days before the start of school." Gao Yi's expression was very rich, and he looked very sad.

Wu Shifeng also looked melancholy: "I haven't even touched the book cover of A Dream of Red Mansions, who knows what kind of hairpins there are, so I wrote six hairpins—gold hairpins, silver hairpins, copper hairpins, iron hairpins, steel hairpins, and aluminum hairpins. "

The corners of Meng Ze's mouth twitched, and he couldn't hold it back. He turned his head to describe the weirdness and laughed for two seconds. Gao Yi said excitedly, "He just laughed!"

Wu Shifeng looked at him quickly, Meng Ze had already recovered that serious expression, Wu Shifeng had known this person for seven days, and only saw "indifference, sneer and sarcasm" on his face

, and there is no way to imagine what it would be like for this person to laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Shifeng asked strangely.

"No." Meng Ze's face softened a little more than usual, and there was a bit of repercussions of laughing, "In fact, there are tin hairpins, zinc hairpins, nickel hairpins, tungsten hairpins, platinum hairpins..."

Wu Shifeng: "I actually wanted to write... I didn't make it in time."

Liu Wentao dragged his chin and smiled: "Maybe the Chinese teacher will let you go because your chemistry is not bad."

"It's okay, good buddies just want to copy together. Hey, Xueba Meng, you won't write it behind our backs, will you?" Gao Yi hugged the back of his chair.

Wu Shifeng recalled the scores on the list. Meng Ze's score in the Chinese high school entrance examination was 144, which should be the highest score in the county: "I got 144 in the family test. Don't you feel stupid for asking such a question?"

"It's really late, Zhou Shuren, are you still human? Tell me how did you get this kind of score?" Gao Yi was dumbfounded, "Why did you come to this school? Could it be——we've learned the great ambition '?"

Wu Shifeng teased a smile: "Brother Gao Yi is also a cultural person."

"Assignment and acceptance."

Meng Ze did not evade this question, but joked and said modestly: "I only have the heart of a bird, but there are many people with far-reaching ambitions among the gentlemen here."

Gao Yi's second grade is also very good: "Mr. Meng is too modest. In the future, Daddy and I will become rich with bricks, so we will be like 'Don't forget each other'."

"Hahahahahaha, you two are crazy."

Wu Shifeng and Liu Wentao laughed happily.

This evening's evening self-study.

The teacher on duty did what he said, and if he didn't give a lecture, he didn't give a lecture. After bringing a stack of weekly newspapers to the students to finish, he talked about the exercises as a matter of course.Wu Shifeng really finds it very strange, how do these teachers think that "teaching exercises" is not equal to "lecturing"?

Meng Ze's homework was done very quickly, and he stopped writing after the second class, and his homework had been copied all over the place. Wu Shifeng looked jealous, but it was out of face.If he and Meng Ze had to ask for homework, it would be better to go to the street and beg for face from passers-by with a bowl.

Wu Shifeng looked at Gao Yi with hatred: "You trash, didn't you take notes seriously in class? Why do you have to copy other people's homework?"

Gao Yi also copied the homework confidently, and asked back: "If I can write homework as long as I listen carefully to the class and take notes, will I still sit here?"

"Wen Tao, are you doing your homework?" Wu Shifeng smiled and stretched his head forward.

Gao Yi: "Oh, he has fallen asleep."

"..."

In fact, Liu Wentao has been struggling with mathematics and physics until just now. He just finished most of it, and he learned how to read English. After a glorious defeat, he fell asleep with his head on his head.

"You..." Wu Shifeng patted the table lightly, "Why do you go to high school like this? Dad, I'm waiting for you at the junior college."

Gao Yiyi looked sad: "Farewell, brother. If there is a destiny, let's meet at the construction site. I can't get high in junior college. Hey, by the way, how much homework have you written? I'm almost done copying."

"I only wrote English and geography, and I was paddling in other classes..." Wu Shifeng watched Meng Ze's reaction from the corner of his eye, and found that this man had returned to his usual expressionless face, and he didn't know what book he was reading there.

"Then you ask your deskmate for it. I'm not kidding you. His homework is the highest quality homework I have ever copied. If you copy his homework, you can't help but correct your own handwriting." Gao Yi said Then he turned his face to Meng Ze again, "Back desk, can you lend us your homework for our monitor to copy?"

Meng Ze looked away from the book for a second, and gave Gao Yi an expression that the other party might not be able to understand for 800 years, and then his eyes returned to the book in hand, noncommittal.

Wu Shifeng continued to save face: "I don't need him, I will write it myself."

So he stubbornly turned on the question-taking software, and diligently took pictures of the questions. If he couldn't find the questions, he just scribbled according to his feeling. At least he was almost done before the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

At this time, Wu Shifeng's mobile phone jumped out of a message box, and the person whose note was "Spanish Fly" sent an emoticon package of "Going out to eat chicken?", and then sent a few lines: "Just now our math teacher said hi I pretended I couldn't hear the bell, so I didn't look for you just now."

"I'll see you at the back door after class, I love you!"

Wu Shifeng touched the screen lightly, and only replied with one word: Ugh.