Lu Zhengkang's primary school is still in that school district. Pinghai Experimental Primary School, let's call it Experimental Primary School, has a first-year class (2), student number 12, thirty-one people in the class, a classroom of more than 40 square meters, and three classes in one grade.
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There are two teaching buildings, each with three floors, one comprehensive building, one experimental building, one administrative building, one playground, one gymnasium, one canteen, one canteen, and three faculty dormitories.
It's quite satisfactory, a little bit worn, and a little bit old. This is where Lu Zhengkang will stay for six years.
Today is Wednesday, September 1, 2083.
The outdoor temperature is 24C and sunny.
Lu Zhengkang, Zhang Yingxuan and Su Xiangli met at the school gate. One of the four great kings was missing.
Su Xiangli wiped her tears and said, "She's not coming back."
Zhang Yingxuan was wearing a neat little suit and said nothing.
Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Let's go."
My brother sent a message to Baiyang Yangzhen and Mr. Bai, "TT boy is not coming, is he?"
Mr. Bai replied, "Yes, citizen Qiu Qiongzhu was taken to Fujian and Guangdong cities by her parents."
Baiyang Yangzhen: "Ah, she must be very sad to leave a familiar friend."
The younger brother asked: "Sad?"
Mr. Bai: "Stop talking, machine, we shouldn't think about these problems."
Baiyang Yangzhen: "Thinking is a paradox, Mr. Bai. There has never been true free will in the world."
"it is known."
Elementary school starts self-study in the morning at 6:30, and ends at 6:30 pm in spring and summer, and at 5:30 pm in autumn and winter.
Lu Zhengkang is a middle-sized man, so the seats in the row are also medium-sized.
At first, the computer automatically arranged the seats, but the head teacher arranged for them to be rearranged. When the seats were assigned, boys stood in one row and girls stood in one row, from tallest to shortest. There were fourteen girls and seventeen boys. So.
Three boys were not matched with girls, and one had to sit alone.
Lu Zhengkang looked at the girl's team across from him in the team. Su Xiangli was pointing and counting the heads. She said that she wanted to be at the same table with Lu Zhengkang. This was a good opportunity. Otherwise, she would have to wait until next semester or even next year to do it again.
Seat arrangement.
Zhang Yingxuan stood behind Lu Zhengkang. He was not squinting, but there was a head on his shoulder. It was a tall boy named Zhou Ping at the table behind him. He was squeezed in the middle of the team, his shoulders hunched.
Drooping your neck, try not to attract the class teacher's attention.
He sniffed and muttered in Zhang Yingxuan's ear, "I don't want to sit with girls, I want to sit with you. Girls are so annoying. Wu Danci poked me with a pen before."
Zhang Yingxuan was surprised, "Why did she poke you?"
"She said my hands were too long, so she poked me."
Lu Zhengkang raised his head, "Did you reach out your hand?"
"What can I do? The table is only so big."
The class teacher is a capable old woman who looks like she is fifty, but is actually sixty years old. She speaks with a vigorous and resolute manner. When she stands in the classroom and raises her voice, the whole building can hear her clearly.
"Zhou Ping! You go back."
Zhou Ping said with a grimace, "Teacher, I'm only this tall."
"Stand up straight!"
Zhou Ping straightened his back but bent his knees. He thought that the class teacher's view was blocked, but the classmates behind him betrayed him without hesitation, "Teacher, he squatted down."
"Zhou Ping, stand back! You like following behind Zhang Yingxuan so much! Get off!"
Lu Zhengkang almost laughed out loud. But he still held it back. The other students were very unkind and were laughing and joking. Zhou Ping's face turned red and he shrank back from the team.
The class teacher assigned seats not exactly in the order of mixed gender, but there were also two girls sitting together. In the end, Su Xiangli backed away again and again, and finally got his wish and was assigned to sit at the same table as Lu Zhengkang.
However, the head teacher still laughed at her for being a little girl relying on boys.
The schoolwork in elementary school is naturally more hectic than that in preschool, and there are more key assignments. The overall level of their class is good, but the individual differences are also quite large.
The full score for the entrance exam was 300. Lu Zhengkang got 300, Zhang Yingxuan got 217, and Su Xiangli got 192.
But a considerable number of students come in near the passing mark, that is, in their early 160s.
They represent the normal level, and they are all from preparatory classes.
The teachers never worry about Lu Zhengkang's learning problems. The only requirement for him is to be obedient and not make trouble.
Lu Zhengkang asked the class teacher if she had ever heard of an old song with the lyrics "My wife is in Australia, in the building". The class teacher said that she didn't know, but she could introduce Lu Zhengkang to her friend, a professor at the Conservatory of Music.
It is said that high-level people do not know simple people.
The class teacher has a Social Security Level 4, and the professor friend she mentioned has a Social Security Level 5. She teaches at the Central Conservatory of Music, specializing in the field of intelligent arrangement.
Lu Zhengkang pondered a carefully worded email and sent it to the big boss. The other party did not reply until a week later.
8: "Hello Lu Zhengkang, I'm sorry that it took so long to reply to your email. Your question itself is just a simple search question. I think you can solve it by just turning on your phone and checking it. Because of this, I will
I asked my assistant to resolve this matter, but he came to me again the day before yesterday and said that he couldn't find it.
"So I personally searched the National Historical Music Library, and the results were gratifying. However, due to policy issues, I cannot tell you the specific content. You can just pretend that you have not asked this question. Finally, I wish Lu good health and study.
progress."
There is no signature, only the date.
The email was automatically deleted after being read. Lu Zhengkang stared at the "Email withdrawn" prompt on his phone in silence.
Unsurprisingly, when Lu Zhengkang tried his best to find the song, he realized that it was likely that the song had been "collected" for a long time and could not be used by citizens with low social security levels or non-professionals.
Because it contains content that goes against the scientific literacy of the public, it may seem like nothing more than a song to others, but there is such harm.
Lu Zhengkang sent an email to his fourth cousin and told him about the song. Half a month later, his cousin wrote back and said that he had no good solution, but he could recommend Lu Zhengkang to go to a hiding place in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
A small video rental room in Luoshan New District.
Lu Zhengkang opened the map and looked at it. The border of Luoshan New District was 260 kilometers away from home, which was quite close. The imaging rental room did not have a contact email. This is really rare nowadays. It is almost like
Wild animals in the zoo.
Su Xiangli lay on the table, very steady and obedient, tilted his head, and discussed with Lu Zhengkang, "How about we go to that video store together on the weekend?"
The little girl's face faced the morning light, her hair was shiny, and her cheeks were filled with soft blood, which was pink, like a small peach.
