MVP in the next examination room

Qingshan has been talking about developing it into a tourist area all these years. After several years of tossing around, only a small part of the scenic area has been developed, and many commercial areas have been built at the foot of the mountain.The training camp where Yuan Che and the others are located is not far from Qingshan. Looking out from the cabin, one can see the green mountain forest on one side.

Several leading teachers led the five-car people, took them to visit the range of activities, and emphasized a few words that they are not allowed to leave this area without authorization.

At noon, eat in the cafeteria of the training camp.

A few people from class 12 sat at the table with Yuan Che. Fang Yuting's depression early in the morning had long been swept away, and the excitement had not yet faded from her face: "Did you take a closer look at your mobile villa? I put down my things So we came out to gather, and only had time to look at the bedroom and living room."

Ren Yuzhen also picked a single room, and shook his head when he heard the words: "We also came out to gather after putting away the boxes."

"Do you have a TV in your living room?" Fang Yuting said, "I have one on the wall in my living room, but I don't know if I can watch it."

"All of them," Ren Yuzhen said, "It is said that they can be opened."

Fang Yuting lowered her head and took a bite of her meal, then remembered something: "By the way, they said there is a kitchen inside! Then we can go back at night, can we have supper?"

Ren Yuzhen admired: "Sister Ting, can you cook? Which building do you live in? We will definitely come over to support the show when it's done."

"Okay," Fang Yuting said with a smile, "as long as you dare to eat, I have no problem."

There are a few tables of students from class 36 sitting around. Originally, they are not required to wear school uniforms for make-up classes during the holidays. Everyone comes here as comfortable as possible, but there are more people in class 36. Maybe they want to show off their class. Clothes.

It was very cold on the bus, and they all put on thin coats. Now that they took it off, the uniform T-shirts inside were displayed in front of everyone.

"It's too ordinary," Fang Yuting glanced at it, and complained in a low voice, "Taobao's custom-made explosive items, the front side of the class photo is youthful on the back side, there is no creativity at all, okay?"

"You're ashamed to say it," the school committee pointed out mercilessly, "Our class doesn't even have this kind of customized explosion."

Class 12 does not have a class uniform. This is mainly because the school is too considerate and has prepared school uniforms for them throughout the year, and the class uniforms are temporarily useless.

"Wait," the deputy squad leader announced proudly, "We'll make it when we go back to our sophomore year of high school. It's guaranteed to be the kind that can blind a dog's eyes once it's worn out."

Yuan Che didn't dare to think about the blinding class uniform.

But the two of them came to ask for his opinion: "I don't think the customization on Taobao looks good, Brother Yuan, what do you think?"

Yuan Che: "I think...just be normal."

"That's not shiny enough," Fang Yuting shook her head, "It doesn't reflect the momentum of our class 12."

Another classmate from Class 12 next to her recommended Tang Ran to her: "I think Mr. Tang must be very insightful in this regard."

Fang Yuting agreed very much.

……

After lunch and a short lunch break, everyone came to the classroom of the training camp.

There will be no class in the first period this afternoon, and the training kick-off meeting will be held first. Everyone chooses their own seats to sit, chat or read textbooks.

There are five head teachers leading the team this time, the head teachers of the four key classes plus one old teacher.

Lao Wang, the head teacher of Class 36, pinned his sunglasses on the neckline of his T-shirt, wandered in the aisle with his arms crossed, noticed Yuan Che who was sitting by the window playing with his mobile phone, walked towards him, and shouted with a smile, "Yuan Che?"

Yuan Che raised his head in confusion.

Class 36 belongs to the second-level department, and they usually don't have classes in the same building. He didn't expect Lao Wang to know him.

Teacher Wang walked towards him with a smile, bent down mysteriously, and asked him, "Which one chose Wen or Li in the second year of high school?"

Yuan Che said, "Reason."

Teacher Wang nodded, and said: "Second year of senior high school will be divided into classes. Do you have the idea of ​​transferring to a class that is united, friendly, aggressive, with strong teachers and a lively classroom atmosphere?"

Yuan Che: "..."

Are prying people so blatant now?

Yuan Che was about to reject him politely, when Teacher Ren's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Old Wang, that's not true, prying my corner, and doing it right in front of my face."

Teacher Wang straightened up with a smile: "Fair competition, no one rejects me, you stay by your side."

Teacher Ren said to Yuan Che, "Hurry up and fulfill Teacher Wang's wish."

Yuan Che slightly pursed his lips, and nodded at Old Wang: "Thank you, Teacher Wang."

Old Wang put his hands on his hips, proud of himself: "See, you have to respect the wishes of other people's children."

Yuan Che added the second half of the sentence: "I don't have that idea."

Pharaoh: "..."

Teacher Ren laughed loudly: "Go to the side and cool off, Lao Wang, this is none of your business."

The so-called training kick-off meeting is nothing more than teachers in each class taking turns to speak a few words on the podium to encourage these students who have lost their summer vacation, to encourage them to overcome the scorching heat, overcome their psychological slack, and study quietly in this beautiful environment. Enjoy this fulfilling and meaningful training camp.

The bored academic masters began to secretly read books and do quizzes below.

Yuan Che's position is by the window, and he can see the grass outside with a slight sideways glance. He is holding a black fountain pen in his hand, turning it one after another, and is considering whether to take out the teaching materials in the bag to make a painting While doing it, the teacher on the podium suddenly called his name: "Yuan Che."

Yuan Che: "?"

"Come up here to cheer everyone up and say a few words." The teacher said, "Student Yuan Che is the No. 1 grade student in the final exam of the first year of senior high school. Everyone should know this. I believe that interested students have already contacted Yuan Che in private." It’s been a learning experience.”

"..." Ashamed of their trust in this teacher, the other 290 nine students did not have any study communication with Yuan Che in private.

Yuan Che was not notified about this link in advance. I don't know if it was the teacher's impromptu idea, or if he wanted him to play freely.

"Come up and say a few words," the head teacher of the key class saw his hesitation, and encouraged him casually, "Just say anything, to encourage everyone."

Now that he said that, Yuan Che couldn't refuse, so he got up and walked to the podium.

The second-level teacher who called him watched him tenderly the whole time, and retreated to the side of the podium.

It felt uncomfortable to have more than 300 people's eyes focused on him. Although Yuan Che was not nervous, being the focus of everyone's eyes still made him feel uncomfortable.

The gazes from the audience were varied, admiring, excited, anticipating, and... face-licking.

Yuan Che wore a pure white short-sleeved T-shirt and light-colored jeans on his lower body. He walked to the place where the teacher had just stood, lowered his eyelids and adjusted the height of the microphone.

Once the whole person stood there, there was no need to raise his face, and the clean and clear breath rushed to his face.

Not only the students, but also several teachers are very much looking forward to what he will say - after all, this is one of the few all-rounders who can almost get full marks since the establishment of Shengjing School.

As a result, Yuan Che turned to the microphone and only uttered a concise sentence: "Come on."

...and then there is no more text.

Teachers: "..." Sure enough, cheering for everyone.

The teacher next to him was not reconciled, and prevented him from stepping down: "Let's talk about something else. I am dissatisfied with this sentence. Is there anything you want to share with the students?"

Yuan Che knew that if he only said such a sentence, it would probably cause some people to misunderstand that he was unwilling to share the know-how with them or that he was purely pretending to be coercive, but in fact, he really had nothing to say.

The eyes of the teachers nearby were too earnest, Yuan Che was silent for a while, and added two words: "It's not difficult."

— Come on, it's not difficult.

The teacher next to him looked at each other.

...Okay, barely pass.

The kick-off meeting was over, and after another math, physics and self-study class, it was time for dinner.

The class schedule during the training camp is arranged as follows: from Monday to Saturday, there are classes during the day, self-study at night, half-day self-study on Sunday, and then rest in the afternoon.

Fang Yuting returned to the dormitory after dinner, and arrived at the classroom before the evening self-study. The whole person seemed very excited, and couldn't wait to share what she had seen after dinner with several people in Class 12: "Do you know what is in front of the dormitory of the training class next door?" !"

Ren Yu asked curiously, "What?"

Yuan Che's focus is different: "Did you climb over the fence?"

"...That can't be called turning over," Fang Yuting argued, "the legs are long, so she stepped over."

Although the small villas in the dormitory area next door were about the same size as theirs, the yard was obviously larger than this side—the rooms in the training camp dormitory were very close to each other, while the other side was much looser.

"There are pigs in their yard!" Fang Yuting excitedly said, "It's right in front of the dormitory, surrounded by a white fence!"

Yuan Che: "..."

Ren Yuzhen: "...Sister Ting, you've never seen a pig before, have you?"

"What, listen to me," Fang Yuting rolled her eyes at him, "It's a little fragrant pig! It's so fucking cute."

The pigs and the exquisite pigsty were arranged by the developer in order to create an atmosphere where people, animals and nature coexist harmoniously. Unfortunately, the house could not be sold, and after renting it to various training institutions, they had no intention of taking them away, so they simply left them to took them.

"I'm sick," Fang Yuting said sincerely, "They still have pigs."

"..." It's a pity that the two men in front of her couldn't understand her true feelings.

"It's really cute, you just go and see it!" Fang Yuting did not give up, described it again, and then said, "I heard that a boy in their tutoring class came and became obsessed with raising pigs, and he didn't care about attending classes at all. , and now the work of feeding the pigs is basically handed over to him.”

Out of the politeness of not casually exhaling fragrance to strangers, Yuan Che didn't say a word, but said silently in his heart, that person must be sick, right?

Spend money to raise pigs?

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The person in charge of the Hangyuan International Training Institute is Ms. Gao's classmate in college. Before Tang Ran reported, he told the teachers and support staff of the institution to take good care of this new student.

One night three days later, Ms. Gao received a call from her old classmate.

"How is he over there? Is he still used to it?" Miss Gao asked.

"Very good, he is very sensible, and the teachers here also like him very much." The old classmate paused, with reproach in his tone, "But... to be honest, you really shouldn't send your child to Come here."

Miss Gao was at a loss: "What's the matter? The conditions and facilities over there...are not all very good."

"But he is different from other children!" The old classmate shook his head and said, "Oh, you didn't tell me clearly in advance. I didn't know until he came. It turns out that he has such... defects in his body."

Miss Gao was completely confused: "...Huh?"

"He can neither hear nor speak. What do you say you have to send him abroad?" the old classmate scolded, "Such a child will feel lonely and afraid when he comes to a strange environment."

Miss Gao: "No, wait a minute..."

"However, this child is very strong, probably because there is a dog who has been with him all the time. After he arrived, he didn't cry or make trouble, and even took the initiative to take the job of feeding pigs," the old classmate said in a sad tone, "Oh , You and his father really didn’t tell me clearly. However, we will try our best to take good care of him when he stays with me for more than a month. "

……

Ms. Gao became a dazed person.

What's going on... After a few days of absence, Tang Ran suddenly became what her classmates called... a deaf-mute?

Also, isn't it a good time to stay in the mobile villa area, why did you feed the pigs?