"It's holiday." Tang Ji walked in from the back door, crossed his long legs and sat on his seat.
Eh, no response? He glanced sideways at Ling Chuyang, "What are you doing? Are you still reading Chinese? There will be a holiday tomorrow afternoon, and there will be no Chinese class." Tang Ji took away the book in Ling Chuyang's hand.
The Chinese textbook was thrown onto the pile of textbooks in front of me.
"If you don't have to take classes tomorrow, you still have to take classes today." Ling Chuyang took back the Chinese textbook from the pile of textbooks in front of him.
In these four days, no, to be precise, it was three and a half days. He could be said to have experienced the teaching style of the teacher in Class 5.
The pace of class in Class 5 is very slow, so slow that it has been four days since school started, and the teachers of each subject have only finished explaining the winter vacation test papers. The Chinese class has been in class for three periods, and the test papers have not been finished yet. If this test paper had been given to Class 4
For Teacher Xu, it can be finished in two classes at most.
Where is the class here? Half of the class is spent chatting. Everyone is still following the rhythm. The person next to me is full of interest throughout the class, with a silly look on his face. The guy in front of him, Xu Renming,
From time to time, I heard him giggle "hehe". And he himself, under such "noise", always intentionally or unintentionally saw the Chinese teacher's smiling eyes, scanning here from time to time, and then, always there
, when he inadvertently moved his neck, he saw the Chinese teacher walking slowly and gracefully back and forth in the classroom.
But it was so fast, so fast, that if I wasn't paying attention, I would have missed several questions.
Well, since the first Chinese class, he had already learned the lesson and was ready to "sleep in order to study". However, in the next two classes, the Chinese teacher did not ask him and Tang Ji any more questions. He felt vague in his heart.
There was a sense of foreboding, but Tang Ji still had a silly expression on his face.
"What are you looking at?" Tang Ji took back the Chinese language book in Ling Chuyang's hand and put it on the pile of books in front of him. "We have a holiday tomorrow."
"Is the news confirmed?" Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji and took the book over again. He didn't know if the Chinese teacher would teach new lessons in the afternoon class. After all, he was only a "newcomer", so to the Chinese teacher
People at the level of "great gods" don't dare to speculate on their own.
"Of course, listen to what the monitor said." Tang Ji glanced at the front left. "I think I told you to inform everyone later."
"I told you earlier." Ling Chuyang closed the book in his hand, took out the headphones from the drawer, put them into his ears, leaned against the wall, and listened to the song. Since we have a holiday tomorrow, there will be two sessions this afternoon
The Chinese class can only be a composition class. Composition is not a problem for him.
"What are you listening to? Give me one to listen to." Tang Ji reached out and pulled one down and stuffed it into his ear, "I like you?!"
"Cough!" Wang Xiaoxiao, who had just walked to their table, was choked by Tang Ji's surprised voice.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Tang Ji turned around when he heard the sound and hurriedly explained, "I'm listening to the song. It's the title of the song. The title of the song."
"Oh." Wang Xiaoxiao cleared her throat, "It's a holiday tomorrow. I'm here to inform you that you and the fourth group will clean up together during today's activity class."
"Okay." Tang Ji replied cheerfully, making an OK gesture and touching Ling Chuyang, "Cleaning today."
"I know." Ling Chuyang raised his eyelids and responded, then continued to lower his eyelids and listen to the song.
"Zhou Yuchen, Xu Renming, the same goes for you." Wang Xiaoxiao looked at the two people in the front row.
"Okay." "Oh, I understand," Xu Renming turned his head and pushed up the small black glasses on the bridge of his nose and replied, "It's definitely a holiday tomorrow, health committee member?"
"Yes." Wang Xiaoxiao replied, "After four classes at noon tomorrow, we will have a holiday."
"Look, what did I say?" Tang Ji showed a bright smile, "It's a holiday tomorrow, huh."
"You guys, don't forget to clean up today." Wang Xiaoxiao warned them again.
"knew."
Wang Xiaoxiao turned around and left, hehe, just now I thought Tang Ji said he liked her? He was not her type. Fortunately, he wasn't.
"Everyone, be quiet for a moment." Geng Xinyu stood on the podium when the discussion started in the classroom, "After the fourth class at noon tomorrow, we will have a holiday. Please appoint a health committee member and do a good job in the classrooms, restaurants and dormitories.
Health duty work to welcome the arrival of the Lantern Festival."
"I know." "Wow, it's really a holiday." "The Lantern Festival coincides with Valentine's Day." "Really? Really? It's Valentine's Day on Saturday, and it's 214." "Oh oh oh."
The classroom was full of cheers, excitement, and banter.
"Isn't the class teacher notifying us of such things?" Xu Renming pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. The classmate in front of him turned around and glanced at him. The class teacher didn't care about such things. "That's your class, our class."
They were all informed by the squad leader."
"But recently, your squad leader hasn't spoken out either." Zhou Yuchen said, "Isn't that "little talented girl" responsible?"
"Our squad leader has always been low-key and rarely talks." Du Xiaofeng on the left smiled, "His words are worth a fortune, and every word is precious."
"Oh, so cold." Tang Ji joked, thinking that apart from when he first entered Class 5, he smiled when he saw her in the corridor, and after the smile he accidentally caught in the Chinese class, she was really almost heartless.
He glanced at Ling Chuyang and said, "It's similar to your little facial paralysis, but it's a little more comfortable than you look at it."
"You talk too much." Ling Chuyang pulled the earphones back and held them back for Tang Ji.
"It seems so. Since the end of the math class that day, I haven't heard her speak much in class." Zhou Yuchen turned to look at Du Xiaofeng, "By the way, your teacher in Class 5 didn't ask questions about good students before?
"
"What about your class 5? It's our class 5," Du Xiaofeng smiled and kicked Zhou Yuchen's stool. Zhou Yuchen leaned next to Xu Renming and almost bumped into Xu Renming's small glasses. "It's just that no one can answer it."
Only when the time comes can we find good students to answer.”
"Yes, we all belong to Class 5." Zhou Yuchen smiled. The teacher of Class 5 had some opinions, and so did the classmates of Class 5. "What are you doing?" Zhou Yuchen saw Du Xiaofeng who was still talking just now and took out his notebook.
, took out the pen and seemed ready to write something.
"Tomorrow is a holiday. I have two Chinese classes in the afternoon. I'm going to have to write a composition. I'll make a draft first and make an outline." Du Xiaofeng pressed the pen in his hand.
"What's the outline?" Tang Ji and Zhou Yuchen asked in unison. They haven't even started this class yet. Who knows what the Chinese teacher will ask them to write, but everyone has already made an outline.
"Theoretically speaking, it should be about the winter vacation." Du Xiaofeng said without reservation, "Teacher Ding is used to it. The first composition class after the winter and summer vacation must be here."
Several people nodded one after another as if they understood, then turned around and bowed their heads in front of their respective tables.
"Oh." Xu Renming nodded. He likes such a good teacher, and he also starts to like such classmates.
"By the way, we have a holiday tomorrow, where are you going?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang.
"Go home." Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, where else could he go? Of course he went home.
"I'm asking, how do you plan to spend 214 the day after tomorrow?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang with a smile and asked if he and Xiao Yueyue would be together. They are now in their second year of high school.
"Spending time at home." Ling Chuyang snorted from his nose and yawned. Does 214 have anything to do with him? Of course he spent time at home.
"Who was the girl who watched us play on the basketball court the afternoon before yesterday?" Tang Ji asked as he came closer.
"I don't know." Ling Chuyang took off the headphones and put them in the drawer. He also took the headphones out of Tang Ji's ears. There were still twelve minutes left before the Chinese class started. Their Chinese teacher liked to arrive early.
Yes, he is very clear about this now.
"Boring, you are the tallest and whitest one in the crowd." Tang Ji said, you are the one who stands out among the others.
"You can ask her yourself, it's more direct." Ling Chuyang said calmly and put the Chinese language in front of him. He only paid attention to himself playing ball. He didn't have the leisurely attitude of Tang Ji. He noticed that there were
Who is watching, of course he doesn't know who Tang Ji is talking about.
"Hey, that's a good idea. Come back on Sunday afternoon and have another fight?" Tang Ji's eyes lit up.
"Sure." Ling Chuyang responded. Playing basketball is one of their hobbies. In April or May, they can play a few football games. "You can make an appointment with some of them."
"Okay." Tang Ji smiled and patted Ling Chuyang on the shoulder, "It's settled." He saw someone's dark clothes flashing past the back door, almost touching the ground.
"The Chinese teacher is here and he arrived early." Tang Chao quickly turned around and whispered to Ling Chuyang. Then he saw Ling Chuyang, who had already spread out the Chinese textbook in front of him...