I don't know if it's a boy

The sun is still shining on Monday morning. This week is the first day of high school after the military training in the suburban training camp. There are many new faces on the way to school. When someone accidentally passes him by, he is still the same Very nervous, still the same Tao Zhiyuan who was not good at talking with people and tried to cater to others.

"Hi, senior!" When Tao Zhiyuan passed by the first floor, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind.

With his schoolbag on his back, he shivered, then turned to see who it was, "Senior, do you still know me? Jiang Fan, grandma Tao's neighbor!"

"It's Jiang Fan. I remember you. You came to my house to pay New Year's greetings during the Chinese New Year, right?" Tao Zhiyuan stared at his face and recognized him easily.The boy in front of him was about the same height as him, with a healthy wheat complexion, a loose school uniform draped over his body, and a schoolbag on his shoulder, which seemed a bit bohemian.

"Which class is the senior in? I'll go to your building to play with you after class." There was a smile on the wanton face, and the youthful flavor rushed over his face. Tao Zhiyuan was also infected by him, and the corners of his mouth slightly pursed.

"I'm in class two and three in high school."

"I'm in Class One, Grade One. I want to have lunch with you after school at noon." He asked, but it seemed that he couldn't refuse.

"Okay, then I'll go to class first."

"Goodbye, senior. Remember to have lunch together." Jiang Fan waved his hands, walked backwards, and then quickly rushed into the first floor.

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"Squad leader is here!" Sun Xiaoxiao didn't play wildly for two days like Wang Zhuo and then piled up his homework until the morning self-study to make up for it. He just took a book and pretended to browse Weibo secretly, and took a sharp look at Tao source of.

Good morning, Sun Xiaoxiao. "The arc of Tao Zhiyuan's mouth has not gone down.

Sun Xiaoxiao met his eyes and was almost stunned: "The squad leader is in a good mood today."

"I met a neighbor's younger brother and chatted for a while."

Sun Xiaoxiao suddenly realized: "That's right, the first year of high school starts today! Xing Xing, I'll go see my elementary school students after class!" She greeted a round-faced girl in the back row.

"Okay! I heard that there are many handsome juniors coming this year!" Su Xing echoed without raising his head.

Sun Xiaoxiao turned her head in satisfaction, and continued to play with her mobile phone quietly.

Seeing that Wang Zhuo was very busy, Tao Zhiyuan greeted him, "Good morning, Wang Zhuo."

Wang Zhuo finally raised his head from the papers all over the sky, glanced at him and smiled, then quickly lowered his head.

"Morning tablemate, I seem to have seen you at Ah Zhe's house on Friday."

"Yes, the progress of the competition class is not suitable for me. He is helping me with tutoring." Tao Zhiyuan put on his glasses, took out his English book and began to memorize the text.

Chen Tianhao also agreed with him in a rare way, "I also think there is something wrong with the progress of the competition class, or else we should go to the teacher to communicate."

For the students who are going to participate in the competition, most of them have previewed in advance by themselves in the first year of high school, but everyone's progress is different. The school's teaching methods have existed for many years and are always fixed, so there must be some Progress conflicts.

After hearing this, Tao Zhiyuan nodded, "Okay, let's go after class."

The first class happened to be Zhang Bo's math class. After class, Tao Zhiyuan and Chen Tianhao followed the teacher to the office.

"For your opinion, the teachers will adjust the teaching plan in a meeting. Do you have any questions about the mutual aid group with the third year? Although they have experience, but after all, it is the progress of the third year. I am afraid that sometimes you will not be able to keep up with them. thinking." Zhang Bo took off his suit and looked at the two of them kindly.

"I think it's still very good, and the seniors are also very enthusiastic." Tao Zhiyuan spoke first.

"I don't have any complaints, I'm just afraid of delaying their progress."

"You don't have to worry about this. Most of them are those who have been admitted in the sophomore competition without any problems, and those who contact the school by themselves can get admission with a reduced score. For the students who are still participating in the competition in the third year of high school, we will not bother them. "

Zhang Bo's words gave the two of them a shot in the arm.

After the two finished talking, they rushed back to the second class, silent all the way.

On the way back to the classroom, Tao Zhiyuan thought, what kind of situation is Sun Zhe?

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After the last class in the morning, Tao Zhiyuan told Wang Zhuo that he had an appointment, so he had to eat by himself, and Wang Zhuo waved his hand indifferently.

"It's okay, I'm going to eat with the basketball team."

Tao Zhiyuan also waved his hand to show his apology.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, I saw Jiang Fan's belated figure.

"I'm sorry, senior, our English teacher is too good at speaking, and the class was delayed before the end of the lecture."

Tao Zhiyuan stood up and walked to the back door: "It's okay, which cafeteria do you want to go to?"

"I didn't understand when I first came here, so let's go to the place where the seniors often go."

Tao Zhiyuan nodded and went downstairs with him.

They went to the nearest cafeteria. Most of the lines were empty, but there were a lot more people visible to the naked eye.

"I always eat at a few fixed windows. I don't know which one is delicious. You can choose by yourself. I will find a seat first." Tao Zhiyuan quickly ordered two dishes, and said to Jiang Fan who was following behind him. .

"Oh, okay, then seniors go first." Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then realized what he said, and queued up at another window.

Tao Zhiyuan found a seat at random, sat down, and began to eat.

After a while, Jiang Fan came back with a big plate of vegetables.

"Senior, you eat too little, tell me to eat more." He picked up his chopsticks and gave Tao Zhiyuan some of his own dishes, and said enthusiastically.

"Thank you, that's enough, I really don't need it." Tao Zhiyuan quickly raised his head and refused.

"Hey, eat it quickly and it will be cold in a while."

After all, the two of them buried their heads in their food and chatted about the recent situation of Tao Zhiyuan's grandma's house while eating. Although they called every month, they were still worried.

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After eating, the two walked back to the teaching building together. Wang Zhuo also finished eating, and was about to go back to the classroom with the basketball team to get the ball to occupy the field. It was very strange to see the two of them walking side by side. Tao Zhi Yuan is not a person who is good at making friends, except for a few of them, he has never seen anyone having dinner with him.

He was just gossiping in the back, he didn't dare to go to Tao Zhiyuan to ask, he was dragged by his friends from the basketball team, so he forgot to ask him in class in the afternoon.

The afternoon passed quickly, Tao Zhiyuan waited for Wang Zhuo to go with him after school to make up for not having lunch with him at noon, "Wang Zhuo, are you going to the old campus today? Shall we go together?"

"Go, Yi Yi and I have been working hard to improve our score these days, and now is an important opportunity, we can't let it go!" Wang Zhuo invited him only once after seeing him ten thousand years ago, and responded to him very enthusiastically, "Let's go, at the same table."

Tao Zhiyuan put his schoolbag on his back and followed Wang Zhuo out.

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"Many students reported that this progress is a bit inappropriate. Although the teachers held a meeting to discuss it, there was still no particularly good solution. So return the problem to the students. Do you have any good suggestions?" One of the teachers spoke first.

"Teacher, I think the progress is slow..." "Teacher, I think the knowledge points can be passed quickly..." "Teacher..."

When the students heard the news, they immediately had opinions, but none of them could come up with a good solution.

Tao Zhiyuan had an idea, but the words were on his lips, but he didn't dare to say them out. Sun Zhe, who was sitting beside him, seemed to see his thoughts, and pushed him with his elbow.

"If you have an opinion, just say it, you say your own, whether to accept the teacher's decision."

Sun Zhe's words gave him a boost, he jumped up and stood up, the whole class was startled by him, and fell silent for a moment.

"Teacher, I think it is possible to divide into groups, teach differently, and divide students into groups according to the students' competition level and learning progress. Although everyone is at the competition level, the competition level can also be high or low. Will this be more effective?"

The teacher was silent on the podium, and after a while he said: "Let's go back and study it, so should we study by ourselves first today or continue to lecture?"

"Self-study." "Self-study, teacher"...

Seeing that everyone agreed, the two teachers had nothing to say. They sat on the podium and watched them study by themselves.

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"Everyone came here first today, thank you for your hard work." After speaking, the teacher took the bag and went out.

"Senior, let's go too."

"Let's go, Wang Zhuo and Zhang Yitian are still waiting for us in the Internet cafe."

Walking on the pagoda tree road outside the school, Sun Zhe spoke slowly.

"You just said very well, but this kind of problem has not existed for a year or two, and it is more troublesome to solve it completely. I hope your ideas can really help this matter."

"I'm just offering my opinion, it would be better if it can be resolved."

"You're great, be more confident." Sun Zhe pinched his neck, and Tao Zhiyuan was so excited that he suddenly turned his head to look at him.

He doesn't get close to people very much, and only Sun Zhe is immune to intimacy, not even Wang Zhuo.

"Azhe, we will withdraw after we finish this game." Zhang Yitian and the two of them sat in the small private room at the door, and greeted them when they came.

"Hurry up, I'm hungry." Sun Zhe said concisely, and then pulled Tao Zhiyuan to sit on the opposite seat.

Tao Zhiyuan began to spread out the paper to write, while Sun Zhe nestled in the gaming chair and swiped his phone.

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The author has something to say:

Let Ah Zhe feel jealous~