Unpretentious campus essay

"I don't want to wear a dress."

Huang Heyuan yet? When he opened his mouth, Yu Fei lowered his head and spoke, "Can't you just wear a sweater and fool around like last year?"

The art committee stared at Yu Fei for a few seconds, but didn't speak.She? can? be merciless against the sand sculpture male classmates in the class, but she can't speak directly to the girls, let alone she? understands Yu Fei's heart knot.In the midst of entanglement, she suddenly came up with an idea, and asked tentatively: "Should I not, all the boys in our class wear skirts, and the girls wear suits?"

"Yeah!" together with Yu Fei, the rest of the girls patted the table and cheered, "I can do it! You're a big boss in women's clothing!"

"No, no, goodbye, goodbye," the boy waved his hands again and again, "I would rather die than wear it."

"What an eye-catcher. I'm an innocent boy. After wearing women's clothes, I might lose the right to choose a spouse for the only year and two months left in my high school career!"

"Huh?" The literary and art committee yelled at him, "You don't wear women's clothes? You don't have the right to choose a spouse. I think you boys, why don't you try women's clothes, regardless of gender? The card is too rigid, maybe you can open it? The gateway to the new world."

"Actually, I don't mind women's clothing, but the cultural committee, you just said that you were afraid we would throw cement and choke the leader, but now? You are going to blind the leader's eyes!"

Cultural Committee: "...this..." Indeed, this posture will not pass the rehearsal.

Breaking off a self-study class, also? No? Breaking out the final result.After the self-study class is the English class. This class is mainly oral English. Chen Sike didn't ask someone to copy notes and stand at the podium to translate the text.

Huang Heyuan would be much more relaxed if he didn’t need to copy notes. He stared at the textbook and his thoughts were flying, from Chen Sike who seemed to have never worn repetitive clothes, to how he would break in if he climbed over the wall and broke in. How would he defeat the enemy with one move.

At the edge of the podium, Chen Sike's voice of translating the text suddenly stopped. She paused for a few seconds and called Huang Heyuan's name.

Huang Heyuan thought he was going to pick him to answer the question, so he stood up, "Ah, what?"

Chen Sike supported the podium with both hands, his lips turned white, but his voice was calm, "Huang Heyuan, please help me to sit at your seat."

Is there a podium? There is a stool. Chen Sike is supporting the podium and it seems to be crumbling. Most of the students in the classroom stand up, "Teacher Chen, are you okay?"

Huang Heyuan was taken aback, and stepped forward to support Chen Sike's shoulder, "What's wrong with you? Did you suffer from some kind of illness?"

"...I'm fine." Chen Sike sat on the stool and rested for a while, "It's just that my eyes turned black just now. Huang Heyuan, please continue to translate the text for me."

"..." Huang Heyuan asked, "Don't you need to go to the hospital?"

"No, low blood pressure, it's an old problem. Go after class."

The English class representative poured a cup of hot water for Chen Sike and put it on the table. Chen Sike thought of Lei Jinlong's lesson and grabbed the class representative's hand with his backhand. The class representative shivered in fright, "Mr. Chen, what, what's wrong?"

"I didn't? I didn't ask you to speak on stage, but? I chose Huang Heyuan because his oral English is the best in the class. No? Do you have any opinions?"

Did the class representative think that Chen Sike would still consider his feelings, and he was moved immediately, "No, no, don't worry, teacher. I know? What you like is that I am strong, and the amount of homework that can be carried is someone else's." twice as much!"

Chen Sike: "..." The class representative is so self-aware, doesn't she know? Should she be happy or worry?

Just now, Huang Heyuan was in a three-hundred-round battle with the alien monster emerging from the black hole in his mind, and he didn't know at all? Where did Chen Sike talk, scratching his face and embarrassed to ask?He was afraid that if he asked?, Chen Sike would faint from anger.

He looked at the white clouds in the distance and squeezed his eyes.Bai Yunjian made a "three" gesture to him.

Ah, the third paragraph.Huang Heyuan nodded. He had just translated a sentence when Chen Sike interrupted him, "I just talked about the fourth sentence of the fifth paragraph. Did you attend the class?"

Huang Heyuan: "..."

"Put a princess bubble dress sticker on it." Chen Sike said ruthlessly.

Huang Heyuan gave Bai Yunjian a heartbroken look, held up his English book and continued to translate the text.

Huang Heyuan's oral English was practiced at home with a foreign teacher for an hour every day. His pronunciation and intonation are accurate enough to be used as listening materials. However, he speaks fast and finished the translation in two or three minutes. He asked a thoughtful question, "Is this king doing well?"

"It seems that I heard you say a rap..." Some students said in a daze.

Huang Heyuan: "..."

"Okay, you did a good job. Huangheyuan, you go down. Come up from Baiyunjian, and summarize the test points." Chen Sike knows the strengths and weaknesses of every student. She? Know? Spoken English is also good enough, but he mostly relies on his sense of language to do the questions, and his knowledge is not systematic.Bai Yunjian was the opposite? His oral English was not very good, but his grasp of the test points was very precise.

Bai Yunjian? Thinking that it would be his turn, he pushed his glasses, stood up and walked towards the podium.

Huang Heyuan stood on the podium without moving, watching Bai Yunjian walk up.

Huang Heyuan recalled in a daze the first time he saw the white clouds. He was also sitting in the last row, with bangs and glasses covering most of his face. He looked up at him from behind the stacked books, and quickly looked down again. He turned his head away, as if disdainful and autistic.But now? Bai Yunjian's hairstyle is clean and refreshing, and his blue and white school uniform is unbuttoned. With his unhurried steps, the corners of his clothes are swaying in the air.He stepped onto the podium, tilted his head and smiled at Huang Heyuan, an arc of blue light flashed through his thin half-rimmed glasses.

The first thing in the grade gap between Baiyunjian suddenly felt real.He has really changed, he has become powerful, and also? He has become handsome.Huang Heyuan stretched out his fist in relief, and Bai Yunjian opened his palm, and each fist and palm collided in the air with a slap.

Bai Yunjian: "..."

Huang Heyuan: "..."

"No? There is a tacit understanding..." Huang Heyuan muttered, stepped off the podium and sat in the seat between the white clouds.

Huang Heyuan shook his chair, listening to Bai Yunjian's lecture as if the leader was inspecting.To be honest, Bai Yunjian's class is well organized, but it doesn't mean much, like an old teacher, and his tone of voice is calm and hypnotic.Huang He looked boredly at the desktop in Bai Yunjian.

The books that used to be piled high on the tabletop disappeared without a trace, and the tabletop among the white clouds was terribly empty, except for a thermos cup and a jar of mints on the corner of the table.

Moreover, his desktop is also very clean, like a clean freak, not even traces of ink.Huang Heyuan borrowed a pencil from the classmate in front of him, and wrote crookedly on the corner of the table: Whoever sees this line next is an idiot!

Huang Heyuan was writing, and the bell rang for the end of get out of class.After Bai Yunjian finished speaking the last word, he put down the chalk and looked at Chen Sike.After Chen Sike added a few words, he was escorted away by the class representative.

Bai Yunjian returned to his seat, looked down and saw Huang Heyuan's writing on the corner of the table.

Bai Yunjian: "..." It's quite serious.

"Then who was the first person to see this line?" Bai Yunjian asked.

"It's a peerless king who combines wisdom and beauty." After Huang Heyuan finished speaking, he shook his stool and smiled. After laughing for a while, he suddenly remembered what happened just now, "Baiyunjian, did you deliberately harm me? May I ask? How many paragraphs are you in, give me a three-point comparison!"

Bai Yunjian thought for a while, and made the "three" gesture again, "I mean everything is OK, so don't you be nervous."

Huang Heyuan: "We... really have no tacit understanding at all..."

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"Teacher Yan, it's time for you to come back." Principal Gu called Yan Hui, "The kids in your class and the parents miss you very much."

"Principal, I'm in a bad state of teaching right now." Yan Hui said.

"Lei Jinlong jumped off the building. The main reason? Not the responsibility? You. After teaching for so many years, I thought you could understand." Principal Gu said.

"...I just regret it. Over the past ten years, I have taught them knowledge, taught them morality, encouraged them to forge ahead, and told them that hard work will pay off." Yan Hui paused, "But, I never? If you pass them, how do you give up. Even for myself, I also ask for this, and I will never give up on any student."

Principal Gu: "..."

Yan Hui laughed at himself, "As a result, I watched my students give up their lives in front of me."

Principal Gu was silent for a long time, and sighed, "Chen Sike was in class today and suddenly lost his sight. He went to the hospital for an examination and said that he was too tired and couldn't take it anymore. I'll leave it to Zheng Xianhong to act as the head teacher."

"Old Zheng's unrelenting mouth, blood-thirsty wrist, is exactly the opposite of you. The cubs in your class are definitely not used to it, especially Huang Heyuan. Maybe you will have to fight with him again. Add to that the boys in your class The newly-promoted stab head Ling Yunjian, my punch? He knocked down Gu Haiyu, the nephew of a strong man. I don’t think Old Zheng can last more than three days.”

Yan Hui: "..."

"Come back, class 21 can't live without you."

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"The slogan of your class is not good."

Zheng Xianhong stood at the podium and shook his head repeatedly, "What is it called, acid dehydroxyalcohol dehydrogenation, everyone here is rubbish? Isn't this a curse at all? Immodest?! Who thought of the slogan?"

"Me." Huang Heyuan raised his hand, with an arrogant expression, "No? Swearing, it's just ordinary cruel words. Whoever substitutes them is rubbish. And who stipulates that the slogan must be humble?"

The corner of Zheng Xianhong's mouth twitched, "I knew it was you. Think again!"

Huang Heyuan: "...Hmph!"

"And your phalanx is not good, have you practiced it? Yes, if you walk, you will have no skin, or you will have no face. I will be ashamed to stand on the playground when the curtain is announced! "

"It's none of your business," Huang Heyuan frowned, "Aren't you the head teacher of Class 13? Do you want to stand? It's Yan Hui!"

"The teacher's name too? Can you call it whatever you want?! No? Big? Small, the third and the fourth! Teacher Yan has not yet? Whose fault is it that he came back?" Zheng Xianhong spat at Huang Heyuan. , "Do you think I want to pick up your mess from class 21?!"

Huang Heyuan stood up, staring at Zheng Xianhong with red eyes.Yan Hui's hospitalization with high blood pressure has always made him blame himself. Zheng Xianhong poked the pain point, kicked the table and was angry and angry. He clenched his fists and wanted to beat someone.

"What, you still want to hit? Me?" Zheng Xianhong also stared at him, "You hit me casually? If you hit me, you will drop out of school tomorrow!"

"Exit? Do you think you can threaten me?"

The whole class was silent, and the atmosphere was tense. The students looked at Huang Heyuan and Zheng Xianhong with fear and anticipation, fearing that they would start a fight, and afraid that they would not fight.

crunch.

When the atmosphere was extremely tense, the sound of stools rubbing against the floor came from the back row of the classroom. Looking around, Bai Yunjian stood up with a calm expression, took a transparent umbrella full of girlish hearts from the back of the classroom, and calmly walked towards podium.

His expression was calm and composed, and his behavior was unimaginable. For a moment, Zheng Xianhong didn't even react, until Bai Yunjian walked in front of him and opened a transparent umbrella to cover his face. Looking at him disdainfully.

"Baiyun Jian, what do you want?" Zheng Xianhong roared, "Go back to your seat."

"I'm about to talk to you about the truth." Bai Yunjian said, "It's not Huang Heyuan's fault that Brother Hui was hospitalized, and neither is our class. It's not a mess."

"So... what are you doing with an umbrella!"

"Ah...Since you asked?" Bai Yunjian pushed his glasses, "I saw your saliva spraying from a long distance away, and I didn't want to be affected, so I had to hold an umbrella."

"Okay, okay," Zheng Xianhong's face turned green with anger, "Yellow River is far away, between the white clouds, your two class tumors...Your class, let it fend for itself! I won't care about it!"

Zheng Xianhong went out angrily and slammed the door loudly

After a few seconds, huge applause broke out in the class.

Bai Yunjian closed the umbrella and shook, and asked Huang Heyuan: "Do you want to wash your face together?"

Huang Heyuan took out a tissue to wipe his face, and said in distaste: "Go."

"Wait a minute." The cultural committee stood up, eyes a little red. "Last time, do you want to or not? The original plan, boys wear skirts, girls wear suits? Slogan, we don't change it either!"

"Cultural Committee, aren't you afraid of showing off the leadership?"

"I figured it out, the performance of the phalanx shouldn't make the leader happy," the Cultural Committee laughed, "The most important thing is that we are happy?! Who cares, come on, be happy, brother Hui isn't here anyway! Men who are willing to dress up as women Classmates, raise your hands up!"

Gu Haiyu raised his hand first, and the strong man twisted, "Amitabha, the poor monk has been waiting for a long time."

Huang Heyuan gritted his teeth? He raised his hand, "My lord."

"Me too? Come on, I don't have any hope of finding a girlfriend anyway."

"Cao Nima is on fire, wear it as soon as you wear it, people don't flirt, it's a waste of time!"

"But..." a rational person spoke weakly, "It's unconventional, yes, but it also looks like a group of demons dancing wildly. It's like the cheapest ladyboy show in some places in Thailand."

"..."

"..."

"Don't worry, I'm here? It must be cool." Huang Heyuan waved his hand, "There is no dude in this world who can't pretend to be king!"

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The price of pretense is very painful.In the evening, all the male students in the class gathered in 504 and lined up at the gate in only their underwear, attracting the frequent glances of male students from other classes.

"What are you guys doing in 504?" they asked?

"We're waiting for the depilatory cream."

"..."

"Oh, is it really so silky?" A confused voice came from the dormitory, "My legs are so slippery to the touch, like my girlfriend's legs."

"Wake up, where is your girlfriend?"

The boy heard another man's painful voice, "Goodbye? Goodbye, my leg hair, my chest hair... I rushed for the class, I shaved the hair for the class...!"

What kind of operation is this! ?The curious boy ran away quickly with the washbasin in his hand, for fear that he would run too slowly, and he would be caught and have his legs shaved off!

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On the day of the sports meeting, the weather was bright, and the loud and clear athletes' march was circling under the blue sky. President Gu sat on the rostrum and watched the students walking past the rostrum with vigorous steps.

Some classes are quite well-behaved, shouting slogans to the rostrum with a full attitude, and some classes are quite cute, all put on Pikachu doll costumes, one person falls, the whole class suffers, and falls into a ball in front of the rostrum, Some classes wore Hanfu and chanted a poem to the leader. Although they couldn't hear anything clearly, the atmosphere was very good.

"Now? All the students from Class 21 of the second year of high school are coming to us..." The host paused slightly, "They are full of energy and independent, they are the most dazzling stars in the sky, and the most splendid fireworks in the world. The world is changing, and the odd changes and even the same; the cutting-edge discharge, sparks and lightning are at hand; ten years of cold windows, the return is still... the year of the year! Come on, be happy, whose youth is not absurd, this is the eternal 21 Class!" After the host finished reading, he was genuinely embarrassed, touched the sweat on his forehead, and looked at the phalanx of Class 21.

The host was shocked: "...!" What's going on, it wasn't like this during the rehearsal!

All the students in class 21 were holding a snow-white mask in their hands. The boys in the row at the head were tall and fit, almost all over 1.8 meters.

However, they all wore knee-length skirts! ! !

Although wearing a top, why do you want to? Cut a heart on your chest to show your pectoral muscles!

The host turned his head to look at the leader. The leader looked blankly and stared blankly at the students of class 21 who stopped in front of the podium.

Principal Gu covered his heart, stared blankly at his nephew standing under it, and smiled angrily at him.

Principal Gu: "..."

"Acid dehydration alcohol dehydrogenation! Class [-] is here to clean up the garbage!" The slogan was deafening and resounded through the sky, and all the leaders stepped back strategically.

Before the words fell, a burst of extremely magical music sounded, "Vocal percussion on whole 'nother level..."

The women's wearers in short skirts and the men's wearers in suits all put on snow-white masks, lined up, and made dance moves that were more magical than music.

"What is this..." The host asked in a low voice to the female companion next to him. He knew that she was the literary and art committee member of class 21. Today's scene would definitely not be without her black-box operation!

"Gangster Shake..." The female companion kept smiling, and pouted at the ecstatic Jo chef on the playground, "I understand everything, and those who don't understand are like leaders."

host:"……"

The atmosphere gradually became philosophical and anxious, and the leaders stopped thinking.Every sports meeting since then, they will think of the fear of being dominated by this long 1 minute!

At the end of the song, the leaders were bewildered and applauded foolishly, and the girls in suits took out a round ball from their pockets.

"Goodbye!!!!" The students shouted magnificently.

Principal Gu: "..." I won't see you again next year.

Before the words fell, the girls threw the balls to the ground in unison, and the next second thick smoke rose, completely covering up the figures.When the smoke in front of them cleared, the students in class 21 had already run 100 meters away.

"Old Gu... your school is a bit avant-garde." The leader next to him said.

"Hahaha..." Principal Gu smiled awkwardly.

"Is this advocating against sexism?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Principal Gu nodded repeatedly.

At this time, his mobile phone vibrated, and he looked down, and it was a message from Yan Hui, "Principal, the traffic jam is on the road, has our class finished the phalanx?"

Principal Gu: "Just finished."

"Ok."

Principal Gu: "...have you brought your antihypertensive medicine?"

Yan Hui: "Why do you ask that?"

"Forget it, you'll know when you come."

When Yan Hui arrived at the playground, the opening ceremony was coming to an end, and the last event—the radio gymnastics competition had already begun.

The radio gymnastics queue at the sports meeting was different from the usual one. Yan Hui walked from the queue of senior one to senior two, and walked in front of class 19, pausing.

Wait, are those boys in skirts jumping vigorously from their class? !

Except for Baiyunjian and Huangheyuan standing at the front, which can barely be seen, what kind of monsters and ghosts are behind them!

Want to? No...or come back tomorrow.Yan Hui backed away silently, trying to pretend that he never showed up.

"Brother Hui." He just came when he didn't want to, and Bai Yunjian's voice came from behind him.

Coincidentally, after the radio exercise music was played, Huang Heyuan's voice penetrated the eardrums, "Damn it, it's Yan Hui!"

Huang Heyuan yelled as loudly as "Catch a thief, and most of the class heard it. Yan Hui bit the bullet and turned around, pretending to teach him a lesson: "I'm not here, what are you doing?"

"Yan Hui!" Huang Heyuan didn't care whether Yan Hui was born or not? Angry, he ran over with tears in his eyes, and jumped up and down hugging Yan Hui, "You still know? Come back! Woohoo!"

Yan Hui: "..."

"I miss you!"

"No? I thought..." Yan Hui patted Huang Heyuan's head, "You actually miss me."

"We miss you very much." Several children squeezed Huang Heyuan with red eyes, "Huang Sang, Rang Rang, we want to hug you too."

Gu Haiyu frantically proposed: "Let's carry Brother Hui Aruba!"

"Pillar, where is there a pillar?" Huang Heyuan was excited, "Find a thicker one!"

The thickest pillar in the entire playground is the national flag pole, on which the five-star red flag flutters in the wind.

Yan Hui repeatedly stopped, "You can? You can't face the flagpole of Aruba!"

Just at this time, the radio broadcast started to evacuate the students, and the male students who were as ecstatic as baboons stepped forward one after another, picked up Yan Hui and threw it high, and then caught it firmly.

"Yohoo!"

Yan Hui: "Ahhhhhh!"

Huang Heyuan took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Yan Hui's terrified Yan Yi's face, quacking with joy.The shoulder was patted, and Bai Yunjian handed over his mobile phone. On the screen was Yan Hui who was thrown up, and his smirk. Of course, you can also see the chest muscles that he forced Mu Linxing to draw with shadow powder .

"Baiyunjian, delete it!" Huang Heyuan roared, "This is not the coolest profile of this king!"

Bai Yunjian stuffed the phone into his pocket, smiled lightly and said, "Don't delete, brother Yuan's early dress photos, I want to put them at your wedding."

Huang Heyuan: "...!"