MVP in the next examination room

Qin Shuo works at Jinming Dumpling City at noon and night, and suffers from serious lack of sleep. During class, he listens to the first 10 minutes at most, and kowtows and naps in the second half of class.

But I still refuse to take a break between classes - I have been confused for so long during class, and I feel too guilty to sleep after class, so I immersed myself in the questions and tried to use the 10 minutes between classes to make up for the lack of listening in class.

After being blocked by debt collectors, he was depressed for a few days, and then forcibly cheered up, and began to learn from the kind of people he "hated" the most in the past - he refused to leave his seat easily after class, and only pinched when he went to the bathroom. Brushing the questions, I am afraid that if I do one less thing, I will be overtaken by others.

Although the person behind him had no such intention.

Tang Ran once looked back and saw that Qin Shuo could hardly keep his eyes open during class, so he showed kindness and helped him copy the notes of a class, and threw them on his desk gracefully after class, feeling quite relieved. There is a sense of accomplishment, after all, this is the first time he has taken class notes after so many years of schooling.

This class has a lot of content. During the class, the biology teacher clicked the PPT very quickly. I can't wait to make them all turn into cameras. Every few seconds, I have to ask: "Have you finished copying?"

Tang Ran's writing speed was forced to a new high. After copying a lesson, his wrists were more sore than playing games all night.

Qin Shuo took it over gratefully, opened it and read a few pages, was silent for a moment, and finally asked him sincerely: "Brother Ran, what word is this?"

Tang Ran: "..."

Tang Ran grabbed the notebook and asked angrily, "Which one?"

Qin Shuo: "This row... this row... and this..."

Tang Ran stared at his notes for almost half a minute, and finally threw them on the table irritably: "...what a few things, I don't know them."

Qin Shuo took a closer look again: "...Brother Ran, why don't you recall the context again?"

"..." Tang Ran didn't think about it at all when copying.

In the end, I had to take Yuan Che's for comparison.

Qin Shuo flipped through Yuan Che's notes for a while, and suddenly realized: "No wonder Brother Yuan copied so clearly...he memorized more than half of what you wrote down."

Tang Ran copied the contents of a whole class in wild cursive, and in Yuan Che's view, at least half of them were useless... For example, where the original words can be found in the textbook.

He found that these students with low grades all have one thing in common, that is, they are extremely unfamiliar with the contents of the textbooks, whether there is anything in the textbooks, not to mention new lessons, even the parts they learned in the past are not clear.

Qin Shuo took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of Yuan Che's notes, and asked him for some questions from the last class.

Yuan Che glanced roughly, but there was nothing right.

"Don't make new ones." Yuan Che saw that he would continue to brush up the questions, and said helplessly, "...First correct the previous wrong questions."

Qin Shuo has changed from usual, and now he is almost obedient to Yuan Che.

After all, he is really blind in learning.

This week passed quickly, Qin Shuo's hard work hadn't yielded much results, and next Monday was just around the corner.

The last class on Monday afternoon is Lao Feng's class meeting time as usual.

Feng Zhizhong's class meeting has always been rigid. Every time, he first summarizes the situation of the previous week, the criticism that should be criticized, the praise that should be praised, and then he will talk about the latest notice issued by the school, and finally look forward to the future.

Very boring.

This week the school has an announcement and an announcement.

Old Feng first told them about the notice with a straight face: "In the first week of school, some students threw things on the playground, which caused a very bad influence! Now that the matter has been investigated clearly, the school has given advice on how to deal with it , I hope everyone will take warning—of course, I believe that the students in our class will not have such bad behavior."

Hearing this, the students who had been in a semi-sleeping state cheered up——everyone was quite interested in the follow-up of this matter.

After the recording of the call was handed over to the dean, Yuan Che and the others stopped paying attention to Xiaopang and Hu Rui. It was not until today that they learned that the school's handling opinion was "[-] boards each"-both of them were suspended for a week and went home. reflect.

Li Hong almost suspected that he heard it wrong: "What? The fat man was also suspended? The time is still the same??"

Feng Zhizhong may have heard the doubts below, looked at them and said sternly: "Being coerced doesn't mean there is nothing wrong! If someone tells you to steal something, you steal it? Then what if someone tells you to kill someone?! There are so many ways to solve the problem. Too many, why didn’t you report it to your teacher or parents? Wait until you find out before crying, it’s too late!”

Ren Yuzhen whispered: "He has cried [-] times already, so someone has to take care of him..."

Feng Zhizhong: "What are the opinions of the students below? If you have an opinion, speak up!"

Ren Yuzhen muttered again: "Forget it, I'm cowardly..."

In this matter, Chen Ziyao was not innocent, but the two of them received the same punishment, and those who knew the truth did find it inconceivable.

The notification document was not so clear. After all, this matter was too absurd. It only said that "Hu Rui and Chen Ziyao violated school rules and disciplines and caused bad influence, and they will be punished."

Regardless, this is a story breaker.

Feng Zhizhong: "Okay, now let me announce the second thing - the school requires all classes to discuss and decide on the class song as soon as possible. There will be important events in the future, or when you come to the classroom in the afternoon or before class, the class leader can lead everyone to sing a song. Singing, one is to show the style of our class, and the other is to refresh and encourage everyone. If you have any recommended songs, please report them now, and let’s fix the class songs as soon as possible.”

As soon as this was mentioned, everyone cheered up and began to report the title of the song in a hurry.

These songs are either lyrical or wild, and the common point is that they are relatively new, and Lao Feng is at a loss to hear them. "Speak slowly," Feng Zhizhong opened the last page of the notebook, "I'll count the ones who said the most."

His playlist hadn't been updated for a long time, and he was confused by the song titles reported by the students. When he heard a few song titles that were beyond his acceptable range, he couldn't help frowning and said: "The class song must show the face of our class! That kind of positive energy, singing with momentum! I will go back and screen it, and don’t report it if you don’t meet it now!”

Jin Luo: "Teacher, I know a particularly imposing one!"

Old Feng: "Say."

Jin Luo: "Next! Next door! Of! Tai! Mountain!!!"

Old Feng: "?"

Only Lao Feng has never heard of it before, and his face showed serious doubts: "What the hell? What is this song about? Mount Tai is Mount Tai, why is it still called 'next door'?"

Everyone below suppressed their laughter, and only Jin Luo explained to him in a serious manner: "It's about singing the praises of Mount Tai. The person who wrote this song probably lives next door to Mount Tai."

Lao Feng was skeptical at first, but when he saw that half of the students in the class were nodding at him with serious expressions, he hesitated for a moment, and still took notes.

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