Warm and respectful people

Morning reading class is the moment of life and death for students who have not finished their homework before the teacher comes.

Xia Wen spread out Shen An'an's math workbook, and started a hand speed challenge of copying in a one-to-one ratio.

Shen An'an bit her milk straw and looked at her: "You are really hungry, you dare to copy mine."

Xia Wen couldn't take his eyes off: "I'll change a few, the answers are different from yours, maybe I can get a few right."

Shen An'an felt that she had been insulted, and wanted to snatch back her exercise book, but was blocked by Xia Wen.

"I wrote your Chinese weekly diary for you this week."

Shen An'an let go of her hand and nodded in satisfaction.

As a study committee member, Chen Chuchu's job every morning is to collect exercise books for various subjects. She is standing by Xia Wen's desk with a thick stack of books.

Looking at Xia Wen copying homework, his eyes were full of disdain.

Wang Shan who was behind her sneered: "I always copy it, so I can't write it myself."

Xia Wen smiled dully: "Occasionally, I also write by myself."

Then he handed the exercise book he had just copied to the pile of books that Chen Chuchu was holding.

After receiving the last homework, Chen Chuchu was going to take it to the office, but the weight of more than 30 workbooks was there. Wang Shan wanted to help her share a little, but Chen Chuchu always refused.

The teachers and classmates all saw it, it would be unreasonable for her to be lazy in front of everyone.

But the arm was really a little unsteady, so she put the exercise book on the podium first.

In front of the podium, there are all kinds of broken things picked up by the students, broken chalk, coins ranging from a dime to a dollar, and pens of various colors.

Xia Wen found that his pen was missing, and he couldn't find it on the left or right, so he was going to search on the podium.

The class bell was about to ring, and Chen Chuchu hurriedly handed over her homework to the office. When she picked it up, a corner of the exercise book brought an uncapped red ink bottle.

The ink bottle tumbled down, splashing red liquid, and the white shirts on the students around the podium were not spared.

Shawin was the worst victim, with red spots all over her chest.

The accident happened very quickly, and before everyone could react, Jiang Shan yelled: "Xia Wen, you blamed me for copying someone else's homework and knocking over the teacher's red ink."

Xia Wen, who stood up and stretched his arms towards the podium to reach something, was stunned, accepting everyone's attention.

She licked her lips nervously, trying to explain something.

The English teacher with a tape recorder and a textbook stood at the door of the classroom, with a dark and long face, and gave Xia Wen a gouging look.

The teacher spoke before her: "Is this how your head teacher manages the class?"

The English teacher in her class only teaches English incidentally, and her official position is the vice principal in charge of teaching, and the class teacher has to be respectful when seeing her.

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The high school science experimental class just rang the morning reading bell.

The math teacher walked in leisurely with his hands behind his back, and everyone who took out their Chinese textbooks wailed.

And let no one live.

A bold boy said loudly: "Teacher, I can't recite "Pipa Xing" anymore. The Chinese teacher has to find my parents."

Everyone followed suit and joked: "In the college entrance examination, the Chinese also got 150 points."

The math teacher said calmly: "I said it took up your morning reading class time? The teacher of the mathematics teaching and research group of the junior high school begged us to find some top students to talk about their learning experience to their third grade students, and I agreed, but Then it was forgotten."

The math teachers in the experimental class have always been so arrogant, and their unmatched enrollment rate every year is their greatest capital.

"So?" everyone asked.

"It just so happens that today is the day. Let's see who in the class has more free time to study and live. Find two and give me a visit."

Although they are not as good as the sleepless nights in the sprint class of the third year of high school, the study of the experimental class of the second year of high school has never been "idle".

But everyone still tacitly turned their attention to Shen Xueyu who was writing English listening comprehension with earphones on.

Sensing everyone's gaze, Shen Xueyu took off the white earphones and was about to refuse.

Ban Changjiang read to stand up: "Teacher, Shen Xueyu and I will go."

The campuses of high school and junior high are only separated by a wall.The morning sun shines brightly on the red plastic runway and the green barbed wire, and the dense shade of camphor trees casts on the main road of the campus.

The two walked forward in silence, and Jiang Nian suddenly said, "When we were in junior high school here, the new plastic track hadn't been refurbished, okay?"

Shen Xueyu glanced to the side: "It seems to be."

"I heard that the head teacher intends to ask you to report for the junior class exam in the second year of high school?"

Shen Xueyu nodded, she was indeed approached by the teacher once, but she didn't agree, and replied honestly: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Jiang Nian was a little surprised: "I thought you would agree, after all, even our school only has this one quota this year."

Jiang Nian was Shen Xueyu's classmate from elementary school to high school. He has a good temper and top grades, and has always been very popular.With Shen Xueyu's withdrawn personality, Jiang Nian was the only one who could talk to her a few words.

"Whether it's self-enrollment or college entrance examination, I can go to a good university." Shen Xueyu's voice was light and calm.

Jiang Nian smiled clearly: "The things that so many people want with all their efforts don't seem to be very attractive to you."

The two of them went to the teacher's office in the junior high school while they were talking.

Jiang Nian took Shen Xueyu one step ahead and saw Shen An'an sneaking in the corridor, and then called her.

Shen An'an looked like a cat with its feet pinched, she was startled, and she finally settled down when she turned her head and saw Jiang Nian and her sister.

"Sister Nian, you almost scared people to death."

Shen Xueyu frowned: "Why are you here during class time? Did you get into trouble again?"

Shen An'an looked aggrieved: "Sister, save me some face outside, can you?"

Jiang Nian patted her head: "An An, what's wrong?"

"It was my friend Xia Wen who was wronged by the wish." Shen An'an replied.

In the office next to him, Liang was sitting sideways on the chair in front of the desk, and said earnestly to Xia Wen who was standing on the side: "Honestly admit, I can still deal with it leniently. Don't quibble in front of the teacher, I have taught for so many years. Books, what children have never seen."

Xia Wen lowered his head and grabbed a corner of himself: "I didn't do it."

"Didn't copy the math homework?"

Xia Wen paused: "Copy it."

Liang Zheng: "That's it."

"But I didn't knock over the ink bottle." Xia Wen raised his eyes, and his bright black eyes were extremely serious.

"All the classmates have seen it, and you still want to deny it?" Liang Zheng looked at her.

Xia Wen shook his head: "I didn't, I didn't overturn the ink bottle, and I didn't deny it." The two sides were deadlocked.

The math teacher in the third grade at the side smiled: "It's okay to knock over the ink bottle, admit your mistake, neither the principal nor your class teacher will look for you."

Xia Wen glanced at the teacher who was speaking, then turned his head again, still serious: "No, no."

The mathematics teacher in the third grade of junior high school saw the two people walking in and said with a smile, "You are the student representatives of Class One, Senior Two, right?"

Jiang Nian and Shen Xueyu nodded.

"Let's go, class is about to start, tell those children about your learning experience, they are short of this."

The three of them walked out, and when they passed by Xia Wen, Shen Xueyu's eyes met Xia Wen's.

The little girl's eye sockets were almost red, a little bit wronged, more stubborn.

The third class was in another building, and it took a few minutes to walk there. The teacher had nothing to do, so he talked about what happened in the office just now.

"The little girl is also quite interesting. I can't tell the difference between copying my homework and spilling the ink. I honestly admit that I copied my homework, but I don't admit that I spilled the ink. It's also quite stupid. Lying I don't know how serious it is."

Jiang Nian echoed a few words, but Shen Xueyu didn't say a word, but remembered the math paper that Shen An'an handed over to her before, the crumpled and failed test paper full of mistakes.

Liang Zheng finally punished Xia Wen to redo the exercise book by himself in the office.

All the teachers in the office had gone out, and Xia Wen was lying on the large table alone, writing the exercise book.

The teacher shrewdly threw her a brand new exercise book with the answers torn out, and asked her to make up for yesterday's homework.

She was stuck on the first page for a long time.

The chair in the office was a bit high. Xia Wen, who is 1.5 meters tall, moved his body a little behind the chair, his feet were off the ground, his arms were stretched out on the edge of the chair, and his feet were shaking.

Children's moods come and go quickly.

The originally aggrieved mood was replaced by troubles about math problems.

Shen Xueyu came back earlier, Jiang Nian and the math teacher stayed behind to continue answering the students' questions.

She went back to the office and put the borrowed math textbook for the third grade of junior high school back on the teacher's desk, and then she saw Xia Wen, the only living person in the office.

Xia Wen rested her head on her right arm, holding an eraser in her left hand and was erasing the answers she had written.

After wiping it, she hesitated and wrote a number, but she still felt something was wrong, and then wiped it again.

Several times, the average quality paper was successfully torn.

Shen Xueyu suddenly understood how the bumpy holes in the test paper came about.

It was a few minutes before the get out of class bell rang, Shen Xueyu walked a few steps towards Xia Wen, and glanced at the topic she was writing and the latest answer she gave.

After a few seconds, she said, "The answer is one."

Then she reminded unconventionally: "Generally, the answer to fill in the blanks will not be such a complicated answer as 3.98."

The voice behind made Xia Wen sit up straight. After a while of panic, he realized that the voice was too young and pleasant, and it was completely different from the head teacher.

She turned her head hesitantly, and then saw Shen Xueyu.

She wore the school uniforms of the high school with a refined effect.

She bit her lower lip tightly, thinking of her waist and the upper part again in her mind, her still red eyes pretended to glance there casually.

Then pretend to be serious and ask "Are you sure?"

Shen Xueyu nodded.

Xia Wen erased the wrong answer written on the edge of the hole just now, and carefully filled in a "1" with a pencil.

After finishing writing, she realized a very serious problem: "What should I do if the teacher asks me how I got the answer and I can't tell?"

"Can you give the process for the answer of 3.89?" Shen Xueyu asked back.

Xia Wen was choked and shook his head: "I can't give it either."