After dressing up as a man, I am obsessed with learning

The first morning reading in the first year of high school belongs to the head teacher.

As soon as the head teacher entered the classroom, he said that he would choose a class committee and asked the students to recommend themselves.The class representatives of each subject are determined by the respective teachers.

Qin Yi was a Chinese class representative when he was in elementary school, a labor committee member when he was in junior high school, and reached the pinnacle of his student career when he was in technical secondary school!He actually made him a study committee member! !

It can only be said that although his student career was not long, it was considered rich and fulfilling compared to many of his classmates.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhuo Wenqin had been caught by Qin Yi's mind just now, and he was rarely concerned, so he didn't talk to Qin Yi again, but now that Qin Yi laughed inexplicably, he couldn't help asking.

"Am I laughing?" Qin Yi turned his head.

"..." Zhuo Wenqin gave him a direct look, letting him experience it for himself.

Qin Yi straightened his expression and denied, "I didn't laugh."

"..." Zhuo Wenqin didn't want to discuss with him the meaningless topic of whether to laugh or not: "Do you want to be a class committee?"

"No." Since the head teacher was on the stage, Qin Yi only lowered his voice and asked, "You think?"

"...I don't want to." Zhuo Wenqin thought to himself: I'm full, so what class committee should I choose?

Because the students in the class are still unfamiliar with each other, the class teacher specially asked the students who wanted to be class committee members to come on stage again to introduce themselves and solicit votes.

During the time when other students were recommending themselves on stage, Qin Yi received countless encouraging glances from the head teacher, so that even Zhuo Wenqin, who was not interested in the selection of the class committee, noticed: "Old Wu wants you to be the representative of the chemistry class."

"Oh." Qin Yi worked as a class cadre a lot in his previous life, and now he has no obsessions at all, and his chemistry scores are actually not good at all. As for the chemistry test paper in Luanqu City, he only scored 76.5, that is, Class C is just enough to climb the high school admissions line in Luanqu City.

To be a class representative with such grades might make people laugh out loud.

However, what Qin Yi didn't know was that his worries were completely superfluous - the homeroom teacher had the senior high school entrance examination results of all the students in his hand, so he naturally knew what level Qin Yi was at.But the class selection committee does not only look at a student's past performance, but also depends on the student's attitude.

Just like yesterday, the teacher in charge took the periodic table test on the spur of the moment. Although their class is a slow class, there are students with B grades in the chemistry exam, but the student he is most optimistic about did not recite it, but was forced to The students who came in recited it.It can be seen that Qin Yi is a very self-motivated student, at least he attaches great importance to the subject of chemistry.

Furthermore, assuming that a student is really a class representative of a certain subject, he will definitely improve his grades in this subject very seriously. see?

It's a pity that no matter how he expressly hinted, Qin Yi would sit on the chair and the old monk would not respond at all.

After the last student who came to the stage finished canvassing votes, the head teacher looked away and lowered his head to write a few words on the notebook in his hand.

There were less than ten students who really took the initiative to compete for class leaders, four for class monitor, two for study committee members, one representative for chemistry class, and none of the life committee members and labor committee members.

Qin Yi didn't know any of these people on stage, but he couldn't help pursing his lips when he heard two of them say that they used to be monitors.

When it came time to vote by secret ballot, Zhuo Wenqin had a piece of homework paper in front of him, and the pen turned into an afterimage in his hand, and he didn't write a single word on it.

The head teacher asked several students to write their names on the blackboard. Although Qin Yi was not familiar with these students, he still compared the names on the blackboard and wrote down his title and name on the paper.Since Zhuo Wenqin's gaze was always on his hand, after finishing writing, Qin Yi directly pushed the paper towards him.

Zhuo Wenqin was still watching Qin Yi's writing——Qin Yi's handwriting was well-regulated, very correct, and every stroke was very clear, without messy consecutive strokes, but...it seemed so obedient and obedient.Moreover, he looks very serious when writing, which is a bit out of tune with the slightly noisy environment around him.

Seeing that the paper he had been staring at was slowly approaching, Zhuo Wenqin's pen flying in his right hand suddenly stopped.He raised his eyes, his pupils flickered quickly, and he didn't express much expression as usual, but he moved the written paper to his face with his left middle/finger, and pushed his completely blank paper to the Qin Yi.

Qin Yi said helplessly: "...you are so lazy."

"Then you write 'abstain' on it." Zhuo Wenqin didn't have the slightest sense of being complained about, but looked away uncomfortably after seeing the expression on Qin Yi's face, and turned the pen in his hand again , turned faster and faster, until it got out of control and flew out directly.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Qin Yi stretched out his hand suddenly and grabbed the pen.

"Here." He spread his hand in front of Zhuo Wenqin, "Don't turn it around, it will break if you break it."

"..." Zhuo Wenqin pursed his lips and took the pen back, and then saw Qin Yi seriously writing the word "abstain" on the white paper.

With one stroke and one stroke, it looks very obedient.

Zhuo Wenqin's eyes fell on the tip of Qin Yi's tall nose, and for some reason he felt that this person was not annoying at all.

After Qin Yi finished writing, in front of Zhuo Wenqin, he switched the homework papers in front of the two of them—the one who wrote "abstain" was in front of Zhuo Wenqin, while the one who wrote his name and position returned to him.

Zhuo Wenqin looked at him again, and decided to take back his feeling just now: "...are you childish?"

The secret ballot still uses the same homework paper, and the writing on it is also written by the same person... Is it necessary to divide yours and mine?

Qin Yi didn't speak, just turned his head to look at Zhuo Wenqin, and also lost a look for him to understand.

Zhuo Wenqin's mouth moved. Just as he was about to say something, the teacher in charge asked, "I'll pass it on later when I'm done."

The classmate sitting behind Zhuo Wenqin obviously didn't dare to poke Zhuo Wenqin with his hands, and just handed over the ticket to his deskmate, who asked him to upload it through Qin Yi.

Soon, the counting of votes was over, and the candidates for several class committees were decided. As for no one recommending themselves at all—Old Wu waved his hand, expressing the postponement.

……

As soon as the bell rang for the end of morning reading, Li Zixin hurried out of the classroom, and walked into the second class as if he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.

Moreover, there is a hat on the head.

The most important thing is that when he entered the door, he deliberately raised his hand to straighten his hat, which was originally not crooked.

Qin Yi: "..." Well, there is no silver 300 taels here!

After approaching, Li Zixin half bent over and asked Zhuo Wenqin in a low voice, "Did anyone look at your hair in the morning?"

It took Zhuo Wenqin a while to squeeze out a sentence: "... I don't know."

The person in the front seat went to the bathroom, and the chair was vacant. Li Zixin sat down and said irritably: "When I entered the classroom this morning, everyone stared at me in unison. Did you do it?"

After listening to Li Zixin's complaints, Qin Yi felt that the classmate in their class was the real Dou E: "...I think it might be because you are wearing a hat."

It's fine to wear a hat outside, but if you wear a hat indoors, everyone will take a second look, right?

"Look." Qin Yi said, motioning Li Zixin to look at Zhuo Wenqin: "...a handsome person doesn't need to care about other people's eyes at all."

Qin Yi originally wanted to say "beautiful", but before saying it, he inexplicably felt that this word might cause counterproductive effects, so he changed his words.

Li Zixin looked at Zhuo Wenqin, wanting to confirm from his buddies: "Is that so?"

Zhuo Wenqin couldn't think of anything to refute for a while, so he could only say "um".After all, it was impossible for him to say that he was not handsome, and it was impossible for him to tell Li Zixin that he actually cared to death what others thought of his hair, which was so dark that it seemed to have been baked in a paint bucket!