Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

"..."

Everyone stayed.

At the beginning, it was only said that the school was going to open a sprint class, and everyone defaulted to the teacher of the school to teach. Who would have thought that it would be a student? ? ?

...Of course, this one does have the level of teaching.

Song Huai was wearing a camel-colored overcoat and a dark blue thin knit sweater underneath. When he lowered his eyelids, his hair fluttered lightly in front of his eyes.

The classroom was well heated, so he clicked on the door, signaling for those who came in to close the door, then took off his coat, and put it on the back of the chair casually.He was wearing a pair of black jeans, very thin, and the belt just outlined the smooth waist line, which made people blush and heartbeat.

The girls sitting sparsely in the first row were still intent on studying hard, but when they looked up, there were no words on the blackboard, and all their eyes were chasing after the cold and restrained face.

The people from the outside class stood outside the gate and looked in, their small eyes were full of envy.

Someone said quietly: "If your burden is like this, we would like to share this misfortune for you..."

The fourth class: "..."

Not to mention, they didn't expect it at all!Are you stupid if you don't see Brother Meng? ?

Meng Xi stood at the gate stupidly, not knowing where to go for a moment.

He has mixed feelings.

It's a fool, if you don't bring him with you for big things, that's fine, but you didn't reveal a word to him.

I'm not a good brother anymore, I can't be coaxed anymore, from now on, I will immediately cut off the relationship for 5 minutes in one direction.

Song Huai raised his head, and suddenly caught sight of that familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, and when he looked up, it was indeed him.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come here, I have a place for you."

He beckoned, very casually, as if beckoning his own fluffy kittens and puppies.

Meng Xi passed by very spinelessly.

Before class, Song Huai put a book on the left side of the first row, and gave him a position where he could see both the blackboard and the projector on the left side clearly, which can be described as an excellent sight.

Meng Xi put away the books and materials, and was about to stuff his schoolbag into it, when he suddenly heard the sound of clattering plastic paper.

He froze for a moment, then looked hesitantly, and found that there was a small bag of hard candy inside.

All of them are the flavors he likes to eat, and you can tell that they are specially prepared.

Meng Xi raised his head, Song Huai coughed twice, and his eyes flicked over him like a dragonfly.When he turned to the blackboard, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"..."

Meng Xi tore open the package, and sipped the candy in his mouth with red ears.

The little anger just now disappeared without a trace.

Because it was the first class, many teachers did not receive relevant news. In addition to all the members of the fourth class, there were also many people from the class with poor teachers and low rankings, almost filling the entire classroom.

Ding dong ding dong, the class bell rang, and the lecture hall was brightly lit, and there were no empty seats.

Many people came here after hearing the news. The air conditioner in the large classroom would inevitably be stuffy, so two windows were opened.At this moment, the students who hadn't signed up and those who were directly on the blacklist were blocking the windows and the gate, looking at Song Huai with eager eyes and very reserved lips.

Still staring at Xueshen desperately, expecting him to show mercy.

Unexpectedly, when the bell rang, Song Huai broke a piece of chalk, wrote down the subjects and get out of class time on the blackboard, and talked about his math class without paying attention.

People outside the classroom: "..."

It was ignored like this.

"Our sprint class is mainly based on summarization and training. After class, there will be exercises. Every day at noon, each class organization will hand it over to me. If it is overdue, it will not be approved. If you ask for leave, skip classes, or miss homework more than three times, you will be kicked out of the quota directly."

Song Huai glanced around and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have any objections?"

There was no sound in the classroom, and no one objected.

It is estimated that anyone who dares to say no will be kicked out of the classroom on the spot.But who can be reconciled, didn't they see a group of mighty people standing outside the house?

Those who failed to get the quota outside, after hearing his words, some people finally couldn't hold back.

"Student God!" Someone said cheekily, "If someone is kicked out, can they be filled?"

Upon hearing this sentence, everyone's scalps went numb, and they looked at the person who asked the question as if they were facing an enemy.

What is this for, to engage in competition? ?

"I can't promise them!" A boy sitting in the classroom said unconvinced, "They were unwilling to sign up at the time. If this is the case, then they shouldn't be given the opportunity! It's our fault that we were kicked out. Make up for it, so it doesn’t matter if you don’t attend the class, you can come in repeatedly anyway?”

Upon hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but agree, but the atmosphere outside the window was not so beautiful.

"If you don't want to learn, there are people who want to learn." The students who didn't register immediately retorted, "Besides, how do you know that we don't want to? Our teacher didn't even give us a chance to sign up! We are not allowed to make up for it now ?”

Isn't this the way to learn?

The people in the room were also angry for a while, what's the matter, you are weak and you are justified?If you can't sign up, you can go to the teacher, why take up someone else's quota?Where did such a good thing come from? Do you really think you can buy regret medicine with a few words of lip service?

Both parties were not convinced, and did not agree with the matter, and immediately started a heated debate—it was wrong to say that it was a debate, everyone was blushing and thick-necked, and this was almost catching up with the quarrel.

Meng Xi, who was in the first row, was dumbfounded.

As for the people in Class [-], they have been trained by the God of Learning and the Commission for Discipline Inspection to have a very good style of study, and there will be no such embarrassing things as being kicked out by the God of Learning for failing to hand in their homework.

Seeing people arguing inside and outside through a window, Song Huai couldn't help frowning, and knocked on the desk lightly.

"Boom-"

He was wearing a small microphone, and his voice was transmitted through the speaker, echoing throughout the classroom, and it was very clear.

The crowd who were still noisy just now fell silent for a moment.

This move is somewhat familiar.

"There will be no replacements in the future."

Regarding this matter, Song Huai came to a conclusion, "If you are kicked out, you are not eligible to come in again, and those who did not sign up before are not allowed to make up."

Neither side takes sides, very fair and strict.

The people in the classroom cheered for a while, but those outside the window were very disappointed, separated by a wall, it was true that some families were happy and others were sad.

Someone asked without hope: "The god of learning, can we listen in? Just stand outside and don't go in. Even if you want to listen in, can we record it?"

"It cannot be recorded. Once found out, I will be held accountable."

Song Huai paused for a moment, then relaxed the requirements a little, "You can observe, but you can't disturb the classroom discipline."

Hearing this sentence, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it's a pity that we can't record, but the sound of the small microphone is very loud, and the screen of the projector is also very clear. Next time, come early and find a good location, and there is not much difference between the inside and outside of the house.

What about evening self-study, most of them are self-study classes, the teacher sits in front and plays with the mobile phone, and the students review freely below.If you encounter someone who is lazy and sloppy, you may not sit in the class, let the class representative stand up, and go home to cook and nurse the children.

That being the case, why not come to sit in on the class, anyway, you don't need to pay, and it doesn't mean that the average score of the fourth class has increased this time, and the big reason is Song Huai and Meng Xi?

Coupled with the precedent of Meng Xi, everyone was full of interest and hope for Song Huai's first lecture style.

Who doesn't want to be at the top of the class?Who doesn't want to be admitted to a good school?Who is born willing to be a poor student?

Now as long as you give them a beam of light and tell them that it is possible, most people will want to take this step and try.

After all, there is no loss in hard work.

No?

After solving the little disturbance just now, the sprint class was finally able to continue.

In the first class, functions were reviewed first, but soon everyone began to find that Song Huai's class style was quite different from others.

First, he didn't bring a book.

Regardless of whether it is mathematics, English or Chinese, I didn't bring any books.

...Which teacher doesn't bring books to lecture.

Some couldn't help muttering in their hearts, and soon they knew why.

He asked everyone to turn over the first page of the notes, and directly recited all the trees of knowledge in this chapter.

From the solution of simple functions, to composite functions, the domain of inequality evaluation, and so on, there seems to be a natural mind map in his mind, and the small names of each knowledge point are covered in his mind.

His speaking speed was not fast, but the pause time for each knowledge point was just right. Everyone just finished writing the last stroke and heard his voice immediately.

This is a silent writing with a high degree of concentration.

In the first class, what Song Huai will teach is how to summarize, generalize and organize his own knowledge system.

Some people who feel more familiar with dictation can't help but take a look at what they have written, and glance at each other at the same table, suddenly realizing.

Isn't this the knowledge tree review method mentioned by Meng Xi in his speech under the national flag last time? ?

No, it's not right to say they are exactly the same.

Xueshen's version is more concise, his logical thinking is very meticulous, and he has a richer understanding of mind maps.After each knowledge point, he can give an approximate test frequency index, from one to five, the higher the test, the higher the priority of the college entrance examination, the lower the test is not often, but there is a probability.

Not only the test frequency, but he even gave a brief example, such as which chapter and page of which reference book this knowledge point corresponds to.

The small knowledge points mentioned by Meng Xi in his speech are just a flourishing branch in the huge book of the God of Learning.

This is a show that crushes everyone.

The only piece of knowledge and lessons Song Huai learned from Zhao Qianqian was to convince students of your level before the first class.

Just now some people thought it was no big deal not being able to record, but they didn't regret it until this moment.

This is a chance for people not to be distracted at all. As long as you are a little distracted, you will miss the knowledge points. Maybe these two seconds will be a [-]-point calculation problem in the exam.

Song Huai glanced around while picking up key words from the knowledge base in his mind. As soon as his eyes fell, he saw Meng Xi looking up at him innocently and proudly with a faint smile.

...What are you smirking at?

Song Huai walked down calmly, and tapped lightly on his desk.

Meng Xi immediately opened the collation book that came with him, and used small label paper to make a place for pagination, writing densely——

Before that, Song Huai had already sorted out all the knowledge points that he had learned before.

Song Huai: "..."

Almost forgot, the person in front of him was his first student.

This time, the pause was a little longer. Many people looked up at him in confusion after finishing writing, and then pushed the arm of the deskmate.

Song Huai tapped his forehead lightly, and continued to sort out the knowledge points calmly and naturally.

He stood on the far left in the first row, with his palms pressed against the edge of the table, looking as if he had found a rest point and was giving a serious lecture.But for some reason, an intimacy flowed out inexplicably.

Meng Xi touched his feverish earlobe, and when he raised his eyes, he could see Song Huai's slender fingers resting on his right hand.

The fingertips pressed gently, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed to be done on purpose.

Deliberately proving to everyone, but also deliberately disturbing his gaze.

·

After three hours, when the get out of class bell rang, the first sprint class finally came to an end.

I sat up straight for two and a half hours, with only a 10-minute break in between.

After this class, everyone suffered from neck pain, hand pain, back pain, and when they moved their joints, they began to make rusty protests.

Meng Xi noticed that Song Huai's voice was a little hoarse in the latter part of the story.Originally, there were so many people that the air was not smooth, and with the air conditioner on, it was no wonder that the throat was comfortable.

He quickly dug out his water glass from his bag and went to the back to get a glass of warm water.When I came back, I happened to see a classmate who was watching coming in with a notebook to ask questions. Although Song Huai looked indifferent, he could explain a question clearly in a few words.

A courageous girl couldn't help but took two steps forward and said with a blushing face, "Student God, it's not that we don't want to sign up, but when we asked the teacher, she said that our class won't be enrolled..."

Meng Xi frowned, subconsciously stopped not far away.

The girl's voice was soft, her tone was sweet, and there was a faint hint of coquettishness, "We can't see the blackboard very clearly when we stand far away, can you be tolerant, even if you bring your own bench to sit in and listen Acceptable!"

As soon as she said this, everyone agreed.

After all, it's the beginning of January, and the weather is very freezing. No matter how much you wear, the draft in the corridor can teach you how to behave.

It's okay to stand for a while, but sitting for more than three hours in a row is really unbearable.

In such a short time, someone has already caught a cold, and they can't stop coughing or blowing their noses when asking questions.

"Please," the girl said shyly with a nasal voice, "It's okay to sit in the back row, it's really cold outside."

The girl is a student in Class Two, with good skin and fair skin. She is about 1.6 meters tall, which can make boys want to protect her. She is also a little beauty who is pursued by several boys on weekdays.

However, all the winks were thrown to the blind man.

He looked at each other and said ruthlessly: "If you feel cold, then I suggest you go back to the classroom directly."

Meng Xi couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

The girl's expression was even more straightforward. The expectant, shy expression, and sweet smile froze together as if they had been blown by a tenth-level blizzard.

"Except for those who did not sign up, anyone whose teacher has not issued a make-up class notice,"

Song Huai glanced over them, and said in a deep voice, "It was the director and I who applied, and we refuse to accept your application."

"W-what...?"

Everyone couldn't help being stunned.

Even Meng Xi showed surprise.

There was a tall and strong boy who originally thought that it was better to be colder if he couldn't handle it, but when he heard this sentence, he immediately exploded.

"What do you mean, Xueshen? Are you discriminating against us or what? Why don't you accept our application? We messed with you?"

He speaks very fast and in a loud voice, and he has a feeling that others sound like a quarrel, but he doesn't know it.

However, under such circumstances, no one will pay attention to his tone anymore, they all hold the same opinion in their hearts:

Yes, why did you take over the group of people with such poor grades, why did you reject us?To say something shameless, is it because we are excellent?

In the face of their questioning, and the incomprehension and anger on his face that could not be concealed, Song Huai was not angry.

"What reason do you need? I'm not that magnanimous. Being on the blacklist and allowing you to listen in is already my greatest tolerance to you all."

After saying this, he wiped the dust off his fingers, and while walking off the podium, he waved to Meng Xi who was not far away.

Meng Xi heard it in a daze, and subconsciously greeted him with a water glass.

"How long have you been waiting? Is it cold?"

As Song Huai said, he took out a long brown towel from his backpack, casually wrapped it around his neck twice, took his water glass, unscrewed the lid and took a few sips.

"I……"

One second Meng Xi was still struggling with the towel he casually wrapped around, and the next second he saw him drinking directly from his cup, and there was a bang, and a white mist of steam gradually wafted from the sky above his hair.

"I, I, my cup—"

He stretched out his finger, and said a few words in a low voice, but after Song Huai finished drinking, he screwed on the cap of the bottle, wrapped his arms around his shoulders very naturally, and led him out, "Are you hungry?"

"Ah?" Meng Xi hardly had time to think for himself, he just followed his words, "Hungry, hungry."

"Then wait and eat your favorite hot and sour noodles, okay?"

"Okay," Meng Xi looked confused, "but you don't like spicy food, don't you?"

how suddenly...

Song Huai said, "Well, I will reward you."

"Ah? Why did you suddenly reward me?"

Song Huai rubbed his head, "I reward you for being good today."

The voices of the two gradually faded away, and their footsteps walked further and further away, leaving only the group of students surrounded in front of the lecture hall, looking at each other blankly.

"Why does Xue Shen say that he is not so magnanimous?"

"I don't know." A girl shook her head, "From what he said just now, it seems like we offended him."

"Who dares to offend him?" Everyone was very confused. "And he seldom interacts with people. I heard from the fourth class that Xueshen ignored everyone a few months ago. No The reason for the sudden enmity?"

Everyone was confused for a while, and suddenly someone clapped their hands and suddenly remembered something, "Speaking of which, it seems that something happened recently..."

·

After walking out of the teaching building, light snow gradually drifted in the sky.

Song Huai had just finished a three-hour class, and his voice was not very comfortable, so he didn't speak much along the way.If the wind and snow were tighter and poured into the mouth, I couldn't help coughing twice.

Coughing a lot, it's hard not to pay attention.

"Look at you, you're just wearing a sweater and a coat. Have you worn any autumn clothes?" Meng Xi adjusted the long scarf, put it on Song Huai's neck on his toes, "It's such a cold day, so little , trying to be handsome?"

After speaking, he suddenly found it difficult to lift his arms.

No, the difference between him and Song Huai was only seven centimeters, no matter what, he wouldn't be tired, right? ?

"Damn," Meng Xi looked alert, "You won't grow taller again, will you?"

"I don't know. I took a picture of the bone line last year. It's almost closed. It shouldn't grow much."

As Song Huai said, he looked down at the spinner above Meng Xi's head.

It's still so short, a small ball, and it doesn't seem to be any different from before.

He patted Meng Xi's head reassuringly, "Drink more milk, sun exposure and calcium supplement, you will grow taller too."

When mentioning height, Meng Xi muttered, "I've only grown two centimeters..."

Song Huai smiled lightly.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the snowflakes fell to the ground profusely, and a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the roof of the cars on the side of the road.

The warm light of the street lamp fell quietly on this long path. Meng Xi was wearing two snow boots and his toes were warm with thick cotton socks.

When lifting the soles of the feet, you can hear the slight creaking and creaking of the snow layer.

"Today is the first snow."

Song Huai said suddenly.

"Huh?" Meng Xi didn't understand why, "This year's snow seems to have fallen a little earlier, and it used to only fall during the Chinese New Year."

"..."

Song Huai sighed suddenly, and the white mist that he exhaled floated gently in mid-air, and dispersed gently when the wind blew.

"Just now," Meng Xi said suddenly, with a slightly awkward voice, "Didn't a girl come to chat with you? What do you think...how about her?"

"Huh?" Song Huai thought for a moment, "Is there a girl?"

"..."

Meng Xi said speechlessly, "That's the one who proposed to you to move into the classroom to observe. You must have noticed that she is a girl, right?"

He paused for a long time, couldn't hold back, and finished speaking in one breath, "And she was acting like a baby with you just now, although her voice and appearance are cute... But she obviously wants to strike up a conversation with you. She is so obvious Now, don't you feel anything?"

The boys and girls next to him were obviously watching the excitement. After all, there were not many people who dared to go up and strike up a conversation with Song Huai, right?

Song Huai hesitated for a moment this time, "...is she acting like a baby?"

Meng Xi stared at him.

"Don't look at me like that." Song Huai almost laughed at the serious moment, and asked solemnly with a smile on the corners of his eyes, "I really didn't notice, why is she acting like a baby, can you teach me?"

Meng Xi didn't think much at all, and followed his words, pinched his throat and repeated, "We can't see clearly from a distance, can you forgive me? Please, it's really cold outside. ..."

He wanted to put more effort into pretending, but suddenly found that Song Huai beside him had stopped in his tracks.

"?"

Song Huai's eyes were deep, and he didn't seem to have much expression.

He just raised his hand, rubbed Meng Xi's head again, and commented coldly, "Well, it's really cute."

Meng Xi: "??"

Who?

Who do you say is cutest?You still say it's cute after doing this? ?

"Hey, please explain clearly..."

However, Song Huai didn't give him any other response. He put his hands in his pockets, and the sound of a steady footstep mixed with the sound of another small footstep, and he walked slowly, heavy and slow, into the street shrouded in the light of street lights. The path that extends down.

·

That night, before going to bed, Meng Xi secretly registered a trumpet and climbed into the forum.

After being reminded by the moderator, the main posts and updates of all Hailstorm fan works are locked, unless the correct password is entered, there is no way to view it.

Without any psychological burden, he entered the password of 'Hail will get married right away', and skillfully followed the host's nickname to find the latest reply.

Anonymous wife who codes well: kswl, the domineering school god's little wife is too sweet, everyone, I will break it first to show my respect! !

The reply below was full of question marks, Meng Xi watched it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but reply: "???"

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