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When get out of class was over, Liu Siyuan hadn't finished copying, so he had to hand in half of it.

Zou Wei looked at the messy papers and threw them into the table.

The phone in his pocket started to vibrate again, and he took it out to have a look. It was still the number starting with 1851. Zou Wei pressed it, and the next moment the phone started to vibrate again, as if someone had to pick it up. Lie on the table a little fidgety.

The class representative put away the papers and wrote down the names of those who did not hand in the papers, and asked Zou Wei, "Student, do you want to hand in the papers?"

Zou Wei suppressed his anxiety, "No need, I haven't finished writing."

The class representative nodded and took the test paper and left. Zou Wei lay on the table. The freshness of yesterday was gone. Only then did he realize what kind of place he was staying in now. He felt uncomfortable all over. The people he met were nice. Du Kunshen and Liu Siyuan were fine, but they just felt unwell, as if they were not in a good mood after talking to Du Kunshen at noon.

Thinking about all the bad things at home, and wanting to see Lin Yumei's crying face before leaving, I feel even more irritable. Class will start in a few minutes. Zou Wei stands up and goes to the toilet. He washes his face first. No matter what happened.

When Zou Wei walked in, he saw several people standing around the door smoking and blocking the door. Zou Wei put his hands in his pockets and said, "Student, please let me out!"

Several people saw him, Zou Wei stood at the door, and after a few seconds, the inch head blocking the door moved away, Zou Wei stood by the urinal, several people were still staring at him, Zou Wei stood for more than ten seconds He didn't pee out, after all, he didn't have the habit of being watched peeing.

Zou Wei turned his head and looked at those people with his pants up, his meaning was obvious: Can you stop watching people pee.

After staring for a while, one of them threw a cigarette into the pit with a hot yellow roll: "Let's go, we can't pee here!"

Several other people also threw away their cigarettes cursing and leaving, and then Zou Wei began to pee.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom door, Liu Siyuan came in: "Zou Wei, are you okay?"

Zou Wei was a little puzzled: "It's okay, what's the matter?"

Liu Siyuan said: "I just saw those people from class [-], they are not good people, if you see them, just pretend you didn't see them."

Zou Wei nodded: "Oh, it's all right."

Liu Siyuan patted him on the shoulder: "It's good that it's okay, oops, class is about to start!" Said and ran to the urinal.

Zou Wei came out with a few handfuls of water and splashed it on his face, temporarily suppressing the irritability in his heart.

As soon as I sat in my seat, the class bell rang. This class was chemistry. Lao Peng was dancing and dancing on it. Zou Wei stared at the black and white equations in a daze. He was not a student with good grades before. Let him take the first place, so in the class, "I have always been in the middle and lower reaches, and the lectures are only half-knowledgeable, and he didn't ask himself to listen to the lectures or anything.

Now here, although there are many students in No. [-] Middle School, which is regarded as a key high school, the older teachers have accents. For example, Lao Peng, the "Mandarin" he speaks now is a bit incomprehensible, perhaps because of Zou Wei himself didn't want to hear it, so he couldn't understand it.

In the middle of his speech, Lao Peng suddenly said: "Zou Wei! Did you fall asleep? If you want to sleep, stand up, and the drowsiness will disappear after a while! I know that you tend to sleep in the afternoon, overcome it, stand up by yourself, and go to the classroom Later, the teacher won't say anything. You can't sleep. The second year of high school is a critical period. You must listen carefully, or you won't be able to do anything later. High school is not like junior high school. If you can get into No. [-] Middle School, if you don’t do well in high school, you won’t be able to make up for it later!”

Zou Wei felt wronged. He didn’t go to sleep. He just propped his head up and looked at the blackboard for a while, so he lowered his head and looked at the test paper. As a result, Lao Peng thought he was sleeping and stood up holding the test paper. This was the first time he stood on the blackboard. Listening to lectures, although I didn't study much before, I am a discipline-abiding student.

The whole class was sitting, and he was the only one standing. This kind of perspective was empty, and he could meet Lao Peng's eyes when he raised his head, so he had to listen to Lao Peng's lecture.

Zou Wei stood for a class, and his legs were still a little sore when he sat on the stool after class.

Class monitor Gao Xiaoxiao came over and said, "Zou Wei, do you want to buy a school uniform?"

At the end of this class, Liu Siyuan couldn't hold back and collapsed on the table, but when he saw Gao Xiaoxiao walking over, he suddenly fell asleep, sat upright, and shouted: "Squad leader!"

Gao Xiaoxiao nodded towards him with a slight smile, Zou Wei said: "Everyone in the class has it, so buy a set."

Gao Xiaoxiao said: "Well, then you go to the Student Affairs Office today and find Director Ma. He is in charge of this. The whole class will wear school uniforms for the opening ceremony tomorrow. You know the Student Affairs Office, right?"

Zou Wei nodded. When he just turned around, he had to apply for various certificates at the Student Affairs Office.

After the squad leader left, Zou Wei patted Du Kunshen on the shoulder: "By the way, what time does the Student Affairs Office usually get off work?"

Du Kunshen said: "Usually at 05:30 in the afternoon, there are two classes in the last two classes today, let's go now, there is a 10-minute break between classes."

Zou Wei stood up: "Well, then I'll go now."

Du Kunshen also stood up, "I'll go with you and go to the copy room to copy something."

On the way, Zou Wei looked at what Du Kunshen was holding in his hand, it was a set of papers.

When we arrived at the Student Affairs Office, Director Ma happened to be there. Zou Wei said he was here to buy school uniforms. Director Ma took him to the school warehouse and pointed to a pair of boxes: "Go and look for it, and see what size you wear."

Zou Wei walked over and saw the dust on the box. He was a little disgusted, but he was going to wear it tomorrow, so he still had to buy it. After searching for a long time, he found a set of 180. Fortunately, the school uniform was wrapped in a plastic bag, and there was no dust inside. Ash.

Director Ma saw that he had found it, so he took him out and locked the door. Zou Wei took out his pocket, but luckily there were two hundred in it, but he didn't know how much the school uniform cost, whether it was enough.

After returning to the office, Zou Wei said, "Director Ma, how much is the school uniform?"

Director Ma, with a cigarette in his mouth, opened his mouth and sprayed him all over the face: "180 five!"

Zou Wei swears that he has never smelled such a choking smell of smoke. He has also smoked before, and he has a general feeling for the smell of smoke. He neither hates nor likes it.

He took out two hundred and handed it over. Director Ma threw the money into the teacher's box opposite, and found a piece of ten yuan and a piece of five yuan and handed it over. Zou Wei accepted it and thanked him, then walked out of the office.

As soon as I went out, I couldn't help coughing. I just endured it in the office, and now I can finally cough it out. I feel my lungs are a lot easier.

After going downstairs, Du Kunshen had already made a photocopy and was waiting downstairs when he saw Zou Wei coming over and asked, "What number do you have?"

Zou Wei said: "180."

"That's okay." As he said that, he took out a few papers in his hand and handed them to Zou Wei, "I copied the papers for the summer vacation and printed an extra copy, do you want it?"

Zou Wei took it and saw that they had already done it. Du Kunshen explained: "My cousin in Shigao, who is at the same level as us, wanted to read our summer vacation papers and wanted answers, so I finished it. Copy it for her."

Zou Wei looked at the paper: "Where is Shigao? Did you send it to her?"

Du Kunshen said: "Shigao, Experimental High School, is in the next area. Although it is a small county, it is divided into two districts. The train station is on their side. Take the test paper back to my mother on Saturday, she will go there in a few days side."

Hearing Zou Wei from the train station, he got an impression. When he came here the day before yesterday, he came by train. It was very small. I heard that it was newly built. In the wilderness, the roads were not repaired. He vomited.

The train station is indeed not far from No. [-] Middle School, and it takes about half an hour by taxi. It is also possible to divide such a small place.

Before the two of them reached the classroom, the class bell rang, and the classroom was on the fourth floor, and they ran up panting. The teacher was already standing on the podium, cast a glance at the two of them, and without saying anything, Du Kunshen dragged Zou Wei into the classroom.

The teacher is about 50 to [-] years old, wearing glasses, with a bald circle on the top of his head, and a typical "Mediterranean" hairstyle. "Mediterranean" held the paper and said: "Your teacher Cheng has something to do, and I will teach a class today."

"I didn't want to say anything at first, but I used to say in my high school that your class used to say that studying is your own business. Some people just say 'a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. "

"Forget it, take out the summer vacation papers, which questions do you want to talk about?"

The people below didn't speak, "Mediterranean" said: "Why, you know it, so there's no need to talk about it?"

Still no one spoke, "Mediterranean" waited for a while, and finally someone said: "The third and fifth questions of the first paper..."

"Mediterranean" wrote the question number on the blackboard and started to give a lecture. Zou Wei originally thought that he was a teacher with no level, but the lecture turned out to be good, at least better than his previous physics teacher, but the pace was very fast. If you divide it, God will not know what he is talking about.

The classrooms were very quiet during a class, and there were no one who was sleeping or reading novels. Everyone listened to the "Mediterranean Lecture" with their heads up, regardless of whether they understood or not, they just had a good attitude. Zou Wei felt a little strange, even Lao Peng In every class, he saw someone looking at their mobile phone below. This "Mediterranean" class is so strict.

Finally, when the get out of class was over, "Mediterranean" dragged on for 2 minutes to finish the lecture, packed up his things and left, and the classroom seemed to wake up, and the voice rang.

Liu Siyuan fell down on the table: "Oh my God, why did Brother Pan come back! I was so scared that I couldn't sleep for a whole class!"

Zou Wei said, "Brother Pan?"

Liu Siyuan sat up and took a sip of water: "Our physics teacher before the first grade class was very domineering and had his own aura. He always led the rocket class, and now he teaches the top students in class [-]."

Only then did Zou Wei understand that when he transferred here, the person asked the teacher to transfer him to Class [-], but the teacher was unwilling. Now that he knows that Class [-] is the rocket class, luckily he didn't go. With his middle and lower grades, If you go there, you will be hanged and beaten.

"Class [-], why didn't Kun Shen go?"

Liu Siyuan lay down on the table again, and Du Kunshen said without replying, "It's the same everywhere."

Zou Wei said: "Then you can go in, right?"

Du Kunshen didn't answer, but said: "Old Peng's teaching is pretty good."

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