you have to talk to me

When the third year of senior high school starts, Class 8 is still the same Class 8, but things are neither people nor people.

The classroom has been moved to the top two floors of the teaching building. This is the exclusive floor for the third year of high school, and it is quiet.

In the second grade, except for the two rocket classes of 16 and 17, which had exactly 50 students, the other classes were full of 70 to 8 students.In the third year of high school, there were exactly fifty students in all classes, and two rows were vacated at the back of the classroom. The seats were much more sparse, and everyone got more air.The students in each class have also made some adjustments. Some people go out to other classes, and some come in from other classes. The original Class [-] is now one-third of the students from other classes.

Jian Hang left, and now it's round numbers again, Feng Jimeng and Hou Wen naturally became the same table.

But the buttocks at the same table were not warm yet, so Wu Zhenwen came in with their list and offered a seat himself.Teacher Wu not only believed that men and women would not be tired from working together, but also believed that people at the same table would help each other, so they were called one by one according to the division method of one man and one woman with complementary achievements.

The boys and girls whose names were called stood up and went to the corridor outside to wait for a while to choose their seats.At first everyone was normal, but after a few couples were called, the classroom burst into low-pitched laughter one after another.

"Come, come, let's see who the witch gave us the monkey's head."

Teacher Wu read on it: "Zhou Qinqin."

The following whispered a joke: "Wow, the monkey is not bad, and I got an English class representative."

Hou Wen stood up and went out, squeezed outside, and whispered to the gossiping female classmate in front: "Everything is boring."

"Feng Jimeng."

There was a sudden silence in the classroom when his name was called.

He has been in this class for a year, and he has not interacted with many people. Most of them are only two-sentence friendships, and even half of them have not even spoken to each other.But he is really hard to ignore in Class 8. He is tall and handsome. Although he has restrained a lot now, the earrings are still there, and the lip rings have been replaced with lip studs. These are very different from other students. The most different thing is his cold demeanor.

So the girls are a bit conflicted, no one will refuse to be at the same table with a handsome guy, but no one wants to be at the same table with a cold and seemingly difficult person.Before thinking about this question clearly, Mr. Wu had already announced the answer.

"White and blue."

Feng Jimeng looked sideways, a tall girl with a high ponytail stood up from the back row, and was also looking at him.The girl met Feng Jimeng's eyes, and then smiled at her deskmate.

The roar in the classroom grew louder.This Bai Lan is not a student from Class 8, but a transfer from another class.Such a beautiful girl, coming to a science class where there are more boys than girls, has attracted attention early in the morning, and the gossiping boys have already found out clearly.This girl came out of class 16. She is a very good character. I don't know if she can stay in class 8 for a long time. Maybe she will go back to class 16 once her monthly exam results are raised.

An insider said: "That's not necessarily the case. I heard that she didn't come to the tutoring for the whole summer vacation. She will review as soon as the school starts. Whether she can keep up is a problem."

"Can you still come to make up classes during the summer vacation, and the school will let you?"

"I don't know. There may be some reason. Anyway, I heard from my classmate in class 16. She didn't take the exam at the end of last semester."

Feng Jimeng and Bailan walked out of the classroom, and the discussion about the two gradually stopped.

There were too many monks and too little porridge. After a while, the dozen or so girls in the class were all ordered, and the rest were male-male pairings. Everyone immediately lost interest in booing.

In the third year of high school, everything is based on grades, and the same is true for seat selection.The scores of the same table are added up, and the one with the higher score is selected first. If you want to have a good seat, you must first have a good score.From then on, the seats will be changed every month, and the time will be after the monthly exam, and this rule will still be followed.Wu Zhenwen's meaning is very clear, since he has spent all his time arranging for everyone at the same table with complementary advantages and disadvantages, then we should make full use of them, become one, and help each other.

Feng Jimeng watched the students go in one by one to choose their seats, and waited in a daze until the end, when he and Bai Lan walked into the classroom to take a look, hey, the place next to the trash can in the sanitary corner was just reserved for them.

Feng Jimeng thought, didn't he get [-] in the exam at the end of the term, and the total score also got [-], how could it be like this.He subconsciously glanced at Bailan, Bailan smiled awkwardly, and pulled Feng Jimeng who was about to sit down.

"I'll sit inside."

The seat in the back is closer to the trash can, almost two meters away in a straight line behind it, and there are dirty buckets, rags and brooms, which can smell in summer.

"It's okay, I like to be by the window." Feng Jimeng only had one very simple thought, no matter what, she couldn't let the female classmate sit in the garbage dump.

Bailan didn't fight any more, allowing Feng Jimeng to act as a gentleman perfectly.After she was seated, she said softly, "I'm really sorry, I didn't take the exam at the end of the semester, and I got zero points. I didn't expect you to sit on the garbage dump with me."

There was a smile in her voice when she said this, and she didn't feel really sorry, but rather amused.

"Well, it's fine."

"Don't worry, I will let you pick a good seat for the next monthly exam."

It took a morning self-study to choose seats, and after class, everyone moved their desks there according to the selected positions.Both Hou Wen and Zhou Qinqin were in the top of class 8, so they chose an excellent seat in the third row in the middle.

Feng Jimeng had changed in front of him, he was a native of class 8, but he didn't know him well.After replacing Hou Wen, he talked less, but the two boys in front of him chatted with Bailan within two classes.

The third period is math class. The math teacher is an old man in his 50s. His surname is Xiao. Tube.

But the two boys in front of Feng Jimeng kept chattering with Bailan.Boys aged seventeen or eighteen have high hormones, and beautiful and generous girls like Bailan are the most likable, so we can't blame them all.

But the boy couldn't help being overly complacent in front of the girl he liked, and finally caught the old man's attention.

Teacher Xiao was supposed to take the national test paper after commenting on the tutorial, but suddenly stopped for a moment, and called "Cai Mao" by name, and the boy in front of Bailan stood up.

"Choose which one to choose from the last question, Cai Mao, if you like to talk so much, let's talk about it."

Cai Mao hung his head and stopped talking.

"Then what did you choose?"

"D."

"Why did you choose D? Come up and write how you proved it."

Cai Mao muttered for a long time: "Three long and one short choose the shortest."

There was a sudden burst of laughter.The old man Xiao, who rarely lost his temper, also broke out: "You stand behind me, yes, next to the trash can, if you like to go to the back so much, why don't you ask Mr. Wu to give you a place next to the trash can."

Seeing that something was wrong, Cai Mao's tablemate immediately turned his head, first saw that the white and blue paper was blank, and asked Feng Jimeng for help in despair.Feng Jimeng just shook his head, and neither would he.

Sure enough, this person was immediately picked up, and then became the third tablemate in the trash can.

The old man was really old, and he could not do anything to destroy the white and blue flower-like face. She was the third one to be called up.For the same question, Bai Lan replied: "Choose C."

The old man tapped the blackboard twice with chalk and asked her to write the proof process.

The girl flicked her ponytail and left her seat. When the old man turned his head to clean the blackboard, she took Feng Jimeng's test paper and told him to borrow it. Her papers were all just this morning, and they were still blank.She didn't want to explain again why there wasn't a single word on her paper.

Bai Lan took the test paper to the blackboard, drew a geometric figure freehand, added an auxiliary line almost without thinking, and then proved it.She proved a very complicated geometry problem in a very simple way.She spoke while writing, directly replacing Old Man Xiao's role. After writing one method, she added: "There is another method of proof."

Only then did Old Man Xiao calm down: "Then write down the other method as well."

Bai Lan wrote it out in one breath, this method is two steps less than the one just now.After finishing writing, she clapped her hands and came down. Old man Xiao was happy now, and told everyone the third solution.

At the end, he said: "You have to learn from Bailan, and you have to use your brains. Don't think that you are done after you solve it. Thinking more will help open your mind, and you will dare to challenge when you encounter real problems."

Then he pointed to the two people standing upright like electric poles behind him: "If you can't answer the question, you will be the No. 1 speaker. Is it embarrassing? Ren Bailan's speech is because she not only knows how to solve the problem, but also can think of a second way to solve the problem. What about the two of you? Are you embarrassed to strike up a conversation with someone in class? If I were you, I would have to wipe my face and put it in my trouser pocket."

"Come back and sit down. Even if you are not as good as others in your studies, you should learn from their deskmates. Although your grades are not very good, but at least you are listening carefully in class, and you don't even have a correct attitude. This is a third year in high school. Why don't you go home early."

Feng Jimeng was also called by name, but for a moment she didn't know whether she was being praised or scolded, Bailan looked at his unpredictable expression and laughed like a flower.

But Feng Jimeng was really surprised, thinking to himself, this girl is so amazing.

During lunch, Yang Fan asked him how the new semester was, how it felt to live on campus for one night, and whether he was still used to it.

He now lives in school at night, but he still eats at Yang Fan's house for lunch and afternoon meals, and eats nuts, oatmeal and freshly squeezed juice in the morning.After losing his temper with Yang Fan that time, Brother Yang never forced him to drink milk and chrysanthemum tea. He bought a juicer and brought it to school, and urged him to bring some fruit to the dormitory from time to time.

Feng Jimeng hugged the bowl: "It's like living in school, so I can bear it."

"What about class? Are you still in the same class as Hou Wen and Jian Hang?"

"Hou Wen is in the same class, and Jian Hang is in the rocket class." Feng Jimeng said casually, "I have a deskmate."

Yang Fan, the sophomore in high school, went to the classroom to find Jian Hang and knew that Feng Jimeng was sitting alone at the back of the classroom. When he heard that he had a deskmate, Yang Fan said in passing, "Boy or girl?"

"girl."

Yang Fan became interested: "Is it pretty?"

Feng Jimeng raised her face from her rice bowl, her look seemed a little hopeful: "I think she is very powerful."

Yang Fan paused with his chopsticks: "Really? What a powerful technique."

Feng Jimeng told about the scene that happened in math class.

"I'm sure she didn't even think about how to solve the problem before she went to the blackboard to write it, but she did it right away. The problem was quite difficult. Later Hou Wen asked Jian Hang, and Jian Hang also There is only one way to solve it, and I didn't think of other solutions."

Yang Fan chewed a ball of white rice and listened. He rarely heard Feng Jimeng say so many words to deliberately exaggerate a person, an event, and a mood that can be said to be admiration.When Feng Jimeng's eyes brightened and he looked at Yang Fan expectantly, he finally expressed his attitude: "That's quite powerful."

"I heard them say that she came out of the rocket class. She didn't take the exam at the end of last semester. I don't know why."

"If you are so smart, then it seems that she will go back soon."

"Well, it should be."

For some reason, Yang Fan heard a bit of regret from Feng Jimeng's words.

"Then why don't you give it a try? Ranking 150 is not an unattainable goal."

"Ah."

Feng Jimeng slowed down while eating, Yang Fan pushed the dish towards him: "Eat quickly, don't get distracted."

"It's also pretty."

"what?"

"You just asked me if she was pretty. She is pretty. Her name is Bailan."

"That's good too."

Yang Fan had already eaten, he turned his face to the other side to smoke a cigarette, and as the smoke drifted away, he repeated the name in his mind again.

white and blue.