Hu Hou, the head teacher of Class 1, stopped at the door of Class 8 with a plastic bag in his hand.
He did not burst into the classroom suddenly, but stood at the door for a while, brewing for half a minute, gradually attracting the attention of many classmates.
Xin Youling was on the podium. As the monitor of Class 8, she stepped forward and asked: "Teacher Hu, are you okay?"
Hu Hou is the head teacher of Experimental Class 1, and because of his outstanding teaching skills, he has an aura around him, and most students in the same class know him.
Hu Hou finally took steps and walked into the classroom. He did not go to the podium, but went to the corridor and said with a kind face:
"Xue Yuantong, are you free? I'll give you some time."
As he said that, he put the plastic bag on the desk. Bai Yuxia, who was at the front desk, took a look and found that the bag was not tied tightly and was half open. She was shocked to find that there were many snacks in the bag.
Nuts, beef jerky, potato chips, shrimp crackers, soft cookies, there are quite a lot of varieties...
Bai Yuxia couldn't understand, 'What's going on, the head teacher of Class 1 took the initiative to send snacks?'
Moreover, it was the first time she saw a teacher giving snacks to students.
If he does this, how can our head teacher Shan Qingrong lose his face?
As the saying goes, don’t hit anyone with a smiling face. Moreover, Hu Hou is the head teacher of Class 1 and has the status of a teacher. For the sake of snacks, Xue Yuantong was so generous that he stopped using his mobile phone:
"Teacher Hu, you say it, you say it."
Hu Hou said: "It's like this, our class is having an exchange meeting. As the first in your grade and the first in the city, I would like to invite you to our class to briefly speak a few words, share your learning experience, and strive to make our No. 4 Middle School students
The overall performance has reached a higher level.”
Before Xue Yuantong could answer, Chen Qian in the first row stopped writing. He recently discovered that although he worked very hard every day, his progress was getting slower and slower.
After breaking into the top ten in his grade, he was already a 985 player, but because of this, Chen Qian found that he had encountered a bottleneck, which was the bottleneck for rushing into those two prestigious schools.
If he doesn't break through, Chen Qian has a hunch that his achievements may end here.
Xue Yuantong looked at the snacks on the desk and was a little moved. She usually eats Jiang Ning's snacks, but now if she relies on her own strength to earn snacks, wouldn't she be able to show her status in front of Jiang Ning?
"Okay, let me say a few words." Xue Yuantong agreed.
She has spoken in front of the whole school before, so she is not particularly resistant to this.
After hearing Xue Yuantong’s agreement, Chen Qian shouted: ‘Teacher Hu, can I observe?”
Hu Hou turned around and saw that it was Chen Qian. He knew the top ten students in the school very well, and Chen Qian was on his list. Hu Hou was also quite shocked by Chen Qian's progress.
Hu Hou felt that if students from Class 8 participated, it might improve Xue Yuantong's enthusiasm. He agreed: "Okay, come on."
"What about us?" shouted other students.
"Come, come, come all!"
So, as Xue Yuantong set off, the classmates set off one after another, including Chen Qian, Song Sheng, Bai Yuxia, Yu Wen, Jiang Yanan, and so on.
Wang Longlong saw that Ma Shicheng was still playing games and urged: "Brother Ma, Brother Ma?"
Hu Jun laughed at himself: "Hey, with our results, don't just join in the fun."
He had inexplicable thoughts about the superior experimental class. Every time Hu Jun passed by Class 1, he never saw them fighting and making noise. The students in Class 1 always studied quietly in the classroom.
At that time, Hu Jun stood in the corridor and watched. Although there was only a wall between them, it seemed like they were in two different worlds.
When Wang Longlong heard Hu Jun's words, he said: "Brother Jun, don't you understand? Let me ask you, if you miss this opportunity, will you still have the opportunity in the future to step into Class 1 with integrity?"
Hu Jun thought for a while and thought it was gone.
Wang Longlong continued: "In this life, many things can only be done once, so try not to miss them."
Ma Shicheng turned off the phone screen and said, "That's good, Longlong, let's go to the Holy Land and have a look."
Hu Jun looked at the two people's retreating figures. Cui Yu patted him with a vulgar expression: "Brother Jun, let's go and do something big."
Next to Cui Yu is Meng Gui, a gentleman with an indifferent attitude.
But Hu Jun looked at the two of them and felt that they were incapable of doing anything.
In two minutes, there were twenty or thirty people missing from Class 8. Preacher Liu looked around and saw that the walls and railings of the prison had all disappeared.
The world is so big, let it fly!
Only those who are trapped in a cage know how rare freedom is!
He took a deep breath, the smell of freedom was so wonderful!
…
Experiment 1 class.
Hu Hou, the head teacher, stepped into the classroom first and made a gesture:
"I called Xue Yuantong from Class 8 and asked her to share her learning experience with everyone. Everyone is welcome."
After hearing this, some students in Class 1 showed excitement, such as Du Chuan, who was more eager to improve his grades than anyone else!
Some people were dissatisfied. Wei Xiuyuan lowered his voice: "We are experimental class 1! Are we asking an outsider to share our experience?"
It’s so embarrassing!
"If you share learning knowledge, only the students in the Qingbei class of Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School are qualified to share!" Wei Xiuyuan said. Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School is the top high school in Yuzhou City.
Dong Jiayi didn't have much opinion on this. She said: "But Xue Yuantong's grades are better than those of the Qingbei Class of No. 2 Middle School."
"Uh." Wei Xiuyuan was stunned. It seemed like there was nothing wrong?
Applause rang out one after another, and it was a continuous wave, showing the welcome to her.
Xue Yuantong stepped onto the podium of Class 1.
Afterwards, Chen Qian, Yu Wen, Song Sheng and others all stood in the back row to listen to the lecture.
Cui Yu squinted his eyes and sniffed as he walked.
Hu Jun: "Brother Cui, what are you doing?"
"Do you smell the scent of books?" Cui Yu was intoxicated.
Next to the aisle, a girl with thin shoulders and a pretty face leaned in silently.
At the back of the classroom, Lin Zida sat alone. He crossed his legs and clapped leisurely.
Behind him, Cui Yu, Meng Gui, and Duan Shigang were gathered together.
Two of them have extremely vulgar temperaments, while the other has a temperament as high as mountains and flowing water, which is extremely strange.
Lin Zida wondered, what's wrong with these three people?
One of them, in particular, actually brought a math textbook and opened it up. Didn't they come to hear their experience?
On the east side of the south side of the classroom, at the window seat, the light around Zhuang Jianhui was swallowed up, as if the end was coming.
Relying on his extraordinary perseverance, he restrained his eyes and lowered his head to study math problems. In the aisle next to him, several golden flowers stood, blocking out the sky and the sun.
After Xue Yuantong came to the podium, she said generously:
"If you have anything you want to ask, ask now and I will share all the learning methods I know."
Seeing this, Dong Jiayi raised her hand and asked a question that everyone was concerned about: "I want to ask, why can you always maintain the first place in your grade?"
As soon as this question came out, the atmosphere in the class instantly became silent.
Many of the top students in Class 1 cast their eyes and stared at the petite figure on the podium.
Cui Yu silently turned down the loudspeaker volume.
Lin Zida was extremely shocked. He swore that he heard a moan just now and it was definitely not an illusion.
He turned around subconsciously and was met with the calm and composed expressions of several people.
"Why remain first in grade?"
Xue Yuantong thought about this problem.
She thought about sleeping, eating snacks, and playing games at school every day... These things were not elegant and could not be shared.
Her little brain was working rapidly, and she determined what should be shared at an extremely fast speed.
Xue Yuantong first recalled the hard work of getting up early every day. She faced the classmates in Class 1 and raised her chin slightly:
"The answer is very simple. I get up at 6 o'clock every morning. What are you doing at this time?"
As soon as this statement came out.
Yuan Xiaomao, who was wearing glasses, raised his hand and said, "I have already started working on the second test paper."
Dong Jiayi: "I have memorized 15 words."
Du Chuan: "I get up before 5 o'clock every day."
One by one, students answered what they were doing at 6 o'clock.
Xue Yuantong panicked: 'Why are you working so hard?'
She changed her words and said: "So I want to tell everyone that the secret to success is not to work hard, but to have a good routine. It doesn't mean whoever studies longer will have better grades. It also depends on the efficiency of learning.
"
Yuan Xiaomao suddenly realized, "Listening to your words is like listening to your words."
Xue Yuantong actually had a bit of a headache, because the learning experience she shared was not very useful. Most of the usual topics were given by Jiang Ning. She took a slight step and skipped a few steps, but Bai Yuxia couldn't understand.
However, Xue Yuantong's subsequent sharing still provided some help to Class 1 students to a greater or lesser extent.
There were five minutes left before school ended, and Xue Yuantong returned to Class 8.
After a brief confusion, Jiang Yanan said: "Through Xue Yuantong's sharing, I figured out that hard work can make us the top twenty or even the top ten in the grade, but it is difficult to become the first in the grade."
Shen Qing'e didn't say anything. In fact, when she saw Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong go home when school first started, she once despised this little man. Even though he later became the number one in the grade, she always felt displeased.
Dong Qingfeng said: "It's like this, hard work determines your lower limit, talent determines your upper limit."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Song Sheng's cynical expression.
He thought, "Song Sheng, do you have any advice?"
Song Shengdao: "I don't agree with what you said. It should be that your household registration determines your lower limit, and family resources determine your upper limit."
…
Wednesday, morning class break.
The sky is clear, like the blue sea, the clouds are like snow-white sheep, the sun shines down, the campus is shrouded in bright light, and the small garden is full of green.
Beside the square, tall official poplar trees stand tall, and birds step on the branches, looking at the students on campus.
Cui Yu and others were lying on the promenade, looking at the schoolmates passing by in the square below. If they met a good-looking girl, they would tell Meng Gui and Duan Shigang. After the three people commented, they would rate it. How happy they were.
Shan Kaiquan had someone he loved in his heart and didn't bother to attend such a gathering.
However, as he clutched his cell phone, Shan Kaiquan felt gloomy at the thought of Lan Zichen's neglect of him.
He doesn't understand. He asks himself that he looks pretty good, has good grades, good physical fitness, is generous to women, and has the blessing of being a senior. Why do others ignore him?
Shan Kaiquan was puzzled, but fortunately, he was not alone.
Shan Kaiquan ran to the back row and said shamelessly: "Brother Ma, I recently added that girl, but after chatting for a few words, she ignored me."
He looked depressed: "I really don't understand."
Ma Shicheng handed the phone to Longlong and asked him to help operate it.
"Kaiquan, sit down."
Ma Shicheng asked: "Is there something wrong with the way we chat?"
Shan Kaiquan concluded: "It's impossible. When I was chatting, I even made a little friendly joke."
Having said this, he was quite proud of himself.
Ma Shicheng's heart skipped a beat.
"Is it convenient to check the chat history?"
High school students don’t pay as much attention to boundaries as adults. During this period, everyone often borrows each other’s mobile phones to play.
"Help me analyze it." Shan Kaiquan handed him his cell phone.
Ma Shicheng took the phone and looked at the front, where the two people had normal chat records. Lan Zichen asked Shan Kaiquan why he knew the answer to the question "Yangliu Yiyi".
Shan Kaiquan replied to her, this is the serial number position of the pinyin abbreviation.
Well, so far, there aren't many problems.
The two continued to chat for a while, and Lan Zichen asked Shan Kaiquan: "Who are you?"
Ma Shicheng nodded. Normally, when a girl wants to make friends with a stranger, she must ask for her identity.
Let alone girls, if a stranger becomes a friend, he will have an idea of whether this person wants to harm me.
After Lan Zichen asked about his identity, Shan Kaiquan's reply was awesome.
Ma Shicheng was so impressed that he said, "Hello, I am the sweeper of the cafeteria."
From then on, no matter what Shan Kaiquan said, Lan Zichen never replied.
When Shan Kaiquan saw Brother Ma reaching this point, he was very pleased with himself: "Isn't it very humorous?"
Ma Shicheng was so happy that he slapped his thigh, "You have such a sense of humor!"
"It's so awesome!"
Shan Kaiquan was excited at first, then wondered: "Why doesn't she reply to me?"
"Brother Ma, give me some pointers."
Ma Shicheng silently returned the phone to him and patted him on the shoulder: "You have already made your own way. There is nothing I can do."
…
After Bai Yuxia's deskmate position was taken away by Chai Wei, Chen Siyu has been homeless since then.
However, after having been with Geng Lu for almost ten days, she found that compared with sitting next to Bai Yuxia, they were two completely different experiences, each with its own happiness.
Ever since the class break, Geng Lu had been frowning and answering messages with her cell phone.
When Chen Siyu and her sister came back from playing, Geng Lu was still chatting with others.
Chen Siyu motioned for her to enter her seat.
Geng Lu leaned forward slightly, and the touching curves on her chest were deformed by the pressure, but she still ignored it.
When Chen Siyu returned to his seat, Geng Lu sat back a little. There seemed to be a magical force pulling him from two dimensions back to three dimensions, which amazed Chen Siyu.
Chen Siyu asked: "Geng Lu, are you in trouble? Can I help?"
After Geng Lu heard this, her brows relaxed a little.
Recently, she met a new client in the circle who customized a painting. The two parties agreed on a total price of 150 yuan, and the other party paid a deposit of 20 yuan.
After handing over the painting, pay the remaining 130 yuan.
But when I submitted the preview today, the other party actually found fault with her and was only willing to pay another 30 yuan or give up the painting. It seemed like she was doomed.
This painting is customized according to the other party's preferences. It would be more difficult to sell it individually.
She was negotiating with the other party, but the other party insisted on giving her 30, so Geng Lu originally planned to give up the deal.
At this moment, after hearing Chen Siyu's words, she suddenly decided to try again.
She told Chen Siyu what happened, which caused Chen Siyu to be filled with indignation and complain: "How could she be like this and break her promise!"
Geng Lu: "This is the first time we cooperate with each other, and we will never cooperate again in the future."
"She thought she was convinced of me and made up her mind that this painting would not be sold except to her."
"So let's do this. You come and pretend to be my client. The three of us are in a group. You come up with a quotation to make her feel a sense of crisis. Maybe she will be willing to pay the balance. After that, I will treat you to grilled fish."
After hearing this, Chen Siyu said: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
"Yeah." The two girls simply confirmed the details.
Geng Lu finally confirmed: "You can do it, right?"
Chen Siyu: "Simple!"
Later, Geng Lu pulled Chen Siyu into a small group chat of three people.
Geng Lu spoke in the group: "My former client saw this painting and planned to buy it. This is the last chance. You can watch and bid."
"I'm just a painter. I'll sell to whoever pays the highest price."
That customer @陈思宇: “You also want my customized painting?”
Chen Siyu knew that the other party was not a good person, so she responded domineeringly: "I like it, the one with the highest price will get it!"
Customer: "Okay, I'm willing to pay the balance of 130 yuan."
Geng Lian looked happy: 'Is it that simple?'
Chen Siyu was not happy. She thought to herself, 'This person has tricked Geng Lu. Now that he sees someone competing, he is willing to pay the original price. Why?'
No matter what, she couldn't let Geng Lu suffer in vain, so she said: "You want to buy it for 130?"
Customer: "I admit it's my fault, but I can make up to 150 yuan as the final payment."
Chen Siyu was not happy, and Geng Lu also said that she would treat her to grilled fish, and she would have to earn more for Geng Lu.
Starving the timid to death and starving the bold to death, she seized the opportunity and beat up the drowned dog:
"150, right? I'll pay 500!"
Customer: "Okay, you are awesome, I don't want it anymore, you can take it."
The other party leaves the group chat.
Chen Siyu looked at Geng Lu, her mouth half-opened: "What should I do if she runs away?"
PS: Sorry
The number of words in yesterday's update was one thousand fourteen less. I promised to make up for it today, hoping to explode with great power, but it really didn't happen, so I only wrote six hundred more words, which is still not enough.
I'll try my best to update and make up for it, I hope you'll forgive me!
