The whole school is waiting for my confession

"A major event in your life? What do you have for lunch?" Liu Bufan asked.

Jiang Qingyan said: "Do you think everyone is you?"

"Then what are you worried about? You haven't been troubled by the teacher recently, and your relationship with Baishen is getting better and better."

Jiang Qingyan said seriously: "What worries me is——Bai Juan likes me too much." He whispered.

Jiang Qingyan said again: "You don't understand. You are single."

Liu Bufan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood: "A hundred years of marriage, a precious son!" I shouldn't have asked.

Jiang Qingyan looked sideways at the young couple passing by the window, and said with emotion: "He is so serious, now I can't turn a blind eye."

"What's the matter? Did you plan to make him a scumbag?"

"If you can't talk, don't talk. I'm thinking, how can I hint to him, he doesn't have to work so hard... It's also possible to confess directly. "

Liu Bufan looked at his friend's tough and tender appearance, and felt that his body had become stalwart, and he had to take on the responsibility of being a parent.

Liu Bufan nodded: "I'll convey it to you."

Jiang Qingyan hurriedly stopped her: "You are fucking sick, why don't you just go and tell him?"

"Then help me translate it into English, and I'll go."

Jiang Qingyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...It doesn't have to be."

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with not falling in love.Liu Bufan patted his good brother on the shoulder, and picked up the basketball from behind: "There are no worries that cannot be solved by playing basketball."

The next class is self-study, Jiang Qingyan has already changed her mind and subconsciously wants to refuse.But after all, I haven't played for a long time, and I live a life of asceticism every day, and I feel a little suffocated.

After some inner struggle, he still decided to relax a bit.

As a result, just as Jiang Qingyan stepped out, they were stopped by the teacher again.

"Teacher Chen." Several boys hid the ball behind their backs.

The head teacher understood: "Isn't the next session a self-study class? Where are you going?"

A stunned classmate didn't tell himself: "We definitely don't plan to play ball." After Yu Bi, the person next to him slapped his head hard.

"Let's all go back and stay, are you all so restless?" the head teacher said, "I'll requisition the next class."

The classroom was full of grief.

"No, the physical education class has been taken, and now even the self-study is not spared." Liu Bufan said.

"At the work meeting, I have something to explain." Teacher Chen finally drove these young men back into the circle.

"There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?" Teacher Chen smiled.

"Can you have any good news, can you leave school early?"

"Good news? I don't believe it."

"Hear the bad news first!"

There was a lot of twittering under the stage.

Teacher Chen adjusted his glasses and said, "I suggest you listen to the good news first."

"Speak quickly." The students' curiosity was aroused.

"Next week's monthly exam has been cancelled."

The students cheered happily, and Jiang Qingyan looked at the head teacher's malicious eyes, knowing that it must not be that simple.

"What about the bad news?"

Teacher Chen followed suit with a cheerful smile: "The bad news is that the monthly exam has been changed to the eight-school joint exam."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and many people tried to throw books angrily.

"This is the first time you have been pulled out to compete with students from other schools after entering high school. In fact, I think this should be good news. After passing this exam and stepping out of the three-acre area of ​​the school, you can see that you are doing better. What level is the big platform..."

The students couldn't drink the chicken soup: "I know my level well, so I don't need to drag it out to embarrass myself."

Teacher Chen patted the table and tried to restore order in the class: "So, you must prepare well, I believe you can all get good grades in the exam."

Jiang Qingyan didn't express any opinion on this, but the surroundings were in chaos.

"Next, I'm going to talk about something serious." Teacher Chen patted the book and stopped joking.

The students saw the teacher's face turned cold suddenly, with a rare serious expression, and they calmed down cooperatively.

"Yesterday, at the grade meeting, our class was named and criticized. Although I don't ask you very much, you have to ask yourself!"

Teacher Chen said: "Our class was graded last week, and the grade was ranked first. Do you know what the concept is?"

Jiang Qingyan asked the front desk softly: "What concept."

There was a tall girl with short hair at the front desk, she replied: "It seems that our class is always the first one."

Jiang Qingyan nodded: "It seems that there is a lot of room for improvement."

As soon as this remark came out, there were forbearable laughter from all over the class.

Teacher Chen really loves and hates this kind of gifted students who don't take the usual path: "Jiang Qingyan! I haven't named you yet! You have lowered the class's average conduct score by two points by yourself. Tell me about it yourself." What kind of concept is this?"

Jiang Qingyan: "It's about the same as the average score of the class I usually get in exams."

Teacher Chen was choked, looked at Jiang Qingyan and nodded:

"Okay, I will have a good calculation with you later."

At the same time, the class next door is harmonious, which is in stark contrast to the great joy and sorrow next door.

The class teacher announced the news calmly, and the students accepted the news calmly.

Bai Juan wrote down the exam time on a sticky note, looked up, and saw the PPT switched on the projector.The teacher cleared his throat and began to analyze the situation of the class evaluation.

"Our class fell to the second place this time. I think everyone should pay attention to it. If we drop one this time, we will fall to the bottom tomorrow!" One of the teacher's usual methods: exaggerating the facts.

"I'll show everyone who is holding back our class." The head teacher called out the summary of points deducted.

The second method used by the teacher: public execution.

"Fan Su, one point will be deducted for being late twice. The monitor arrives at the classroom at six o'clock every day. Can't you make it at seven o'clock?"

"Fang Xihua, one point will be deducted for bringing snacks out of the supermarket... I have emphasized to everyone that only fruit and water can be brought in the classroom, and colored drinks are not allowed, and yogurt is not allowed."

Before the words were finished, there was a rustling sound in the classroom, and Bai Juan silently put the biscuit he bit into after class into the desk.

When he raised his head again, Bai Juan and the teacher looked at each other, and Bai Juan's heart skipped a beat, feeling the tension of "something bad" for the first time.

Sure enough, the teacher said: "Well, a name that I never thought of appeared on the deduction sheet this time——Bai Juan."

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Bai Juan, Bai Juan lowered his head, a little flushed.

The teacher read the reason for the deduction.

"It's normal for classmates to play around, it's just for scoring occasions, Bai Juan should be more careful next time." Her originally stern tone softened, and her tone quickly switched from blaming to comforting, for fear of making Bai Juan uncomfortable.

The third method used by teachers: double standard.

Bai Juan nodded, relieved.

The teacher explained a few things for the next week, and the class meeting ended.

Only then did Bai Juan completely relax, and he opened the book and read two pages.

The teacher wandered around the classroom twice, and finally knocked on his and Shen Zhizi's desk, signaling them to go out and talk.

The head teacher of the third class is in his early 30s. Although he is young, he belongs to the class of vigorous and resolute.

She expressed condolences routinely: "Isn't the pressure of studying a lot recently?"

Bai Juan shook his head.

"Is the workload okay?"

Bai Juan replied, "Not too much."

Shen Zhizi froze when she was about to nod, but it was really not appropriate for them to answer this question.

Teacher: "You also know that classes will be divided into classes at the beginning of the next semester, so the teacher would like to ask about your intention to choose subjects."

Shen Zhizi roughly guessed that the teacher wanted to ask this question, so she asked the teacher: "Teacher, I have already chosen the history of physical chemistry. I don't know if this is okay."

This year, the new college entrance examination model is adopted, and the division of arts and sciences is cancelled. There is too much room for choice, which makes people hesitate.

The teacher nodded: "It's very suitable for you to develop your strengths and avoid your weaknesses."

Bai Juan listened to the conversation between the homeroom teacher and Shen Zhizi, and was a little lost in thought. Although he had thought about this issue extensively, he hadn't made a decision so far.

Especially in the past few days, every teacher either hinted or explicitly asked himself to choose their subject, saying that "Bai Juan is born to be the seedling of this class", which made Bai Juan even more hesitant.

So Bai Juan replied calmly: "Teacher, I haven't made up my mind yet, and I don't know which subject I am good at."

Shen Zhizi: I don't know what I'm good at... All strengths equal all weaknesses, I understand.

Class teacher: "It's okay, it depends on your own preferences, and you can choose whichever you are happy with."

The god of learning can do whatever he wants.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Bai Juan's troubled face, and said, "If you are really hesitant, the teacher suggests that you go through it first. The choice of majors for the college entrance examination is still the largest."

Bai Juan nodded: "Thank you teacher."

"The school will probably form two express classes, one for literature and one for making up classes during the winter vacation. I will let you two know in advance."

Shen Zhizi's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she had to work hard, the express class had the best teachers.

Bai Juan was also thoughtful. If he made up classes during the winter vacation, his plan would have to be adjusted. It seemed that he had to decide on his subject division earlier.

After chatting almost, the teacher asked them to go back to the classroom and call other students over.

After the two agreed to leave, Bai Juan had already reached the door of the office.

The head teacher suddenly remembered something: "Wait, Bai Juan. The teacher still has a question to ask."

Bai Juan backed away.

"What did you ask Jiang Qingyan to draw for you?" asked the head teacher who was always serious and only talked about his studies.

Shen Zhizi stopped at the door of the office, her ears perked up, and she thought that the whole school was really eating melons.

Bai Juan didn't expect the teacher to ask this, he hesitated for a long time and only replied: "...I forgot."

*

In the mathematics group office on the other side, Jiang Qingyan was undergoing spiritual baptism.

The homeroom teacher first affirmed Jiang Qingyan's progress during this period, and then poured him a lot of chicken soup: why can you be better, and why you will be amazed by how hard you work.

Jiang Qingyan fell asleep when she heard it, but was woken up by Teacher Chen's slap.

"Cheer up, boy. We've got to talk about your future."

Jiang Qingyan tried to raise her spirits: "What?"