Chapter 836 The most romantic thing - change it yourself
Walking up to the third floor, Xia Yang glanced at the door number of the classroom on the right, Grade 2 (Class 4)?!
He remembered that Ouyang Fuqian seemed to be in the second grade of junior high school (1). He took a few steps to the left and saw that the house number was the second grade of junior high school (5)!
Hehe, we went to the wrong floor!
Xia Yang lowered his head and smiled, held the exercise book in his hand again, took a few steps back, turned around, and walked towards the fourth floor.
Crossing the stairs on the fourth floor, I took two steps toward the corridor window and looked around. I just happened to find Class 1 (1) of the second grade of junior high school on the left!
Instinctively, I walked to the back door of the classroom and looked inside through the half-opened back door.
I couldn't help but be startled.
So quiet?
Everyone is buried in front of the table, either reading or writing something.
There was no sound in the huge classroom, oh no, to be precise, no one was talking, not even whispering to each other.
Is this the so-called elite class?
He once heard the little fat man say that the elite classes in the first and second grades of junior high school are all arranged according to their grades. It is said that by the second grade of junior high school, the elite classes will be condensed into four classes. He also said that by the third grade of junior high school, the elite classes will be condensed into two classes.
Two classes?
After hearing this, he couldn't help but be startled and thought for a moment, two classes?
Aren’t they people on the top 100 list?
The little fat man was startled, then immediately shook his head and shrugged habitually: I don't know. Otherwise, I'll go back and find someone to ask.
Xia Yang glanced at the little fat man twice. He originally wanted to nod, but after thinking about it, he might as well forget it.
Anyway, Xia Tian is one of the top fifty people in the grade, so I asked him and went.
Why let the little fat man find someone to ask again and waste his time as a transit point?
Later that day, on the way home, he accidentally mentioned to Xia Tian that the two elite classes in the third year of junior high school were to be equally divided among the top 100 people, or were the top 50 in one class and the top 50 in the other two classes?
Next is the bottom fifty. Is there a difference between good and bad?
Xia Tian glanced at him, looked at him steadily for two seconds, then laughed, and asked with a smile: What do you think?
He smiled and looked at Xia Tian: If I knew, would I still ask you?
Xia Tian rolled his eyes at him: The two classes are similar, but they are not evenly distributed, and the grades are naturally not the same.
At that time, he began to understand that in the third grade of junior high school, there were really two classes for those on the top 100 list.
Summer is in the third grade (1) class!
He hasn't been there.
Xia Yang looked into the classroom through the back door of Class 1, Grade 2.
The elite class is indeed different from other classes.
Their class?
When he came, his class was still gathering together in small groups to chat and gossip.
It’s not that because today is the first day of school, the books haven’t been distributed yet.
Even in normal times, their class had never been so quiet even during self-study classes. Looking from the back door of the classroom in the direction where he was, there were either groups of three or five gathering together and whispering, or groups of twos and threes gathering together and whispering.
Sure enough, it is different from the elite class.
Xia Yang looked inside the classroom again, feeling a little dazzled for a moment.
Among the group of blue and white school uniforms, and the uneven high and low backs of their heads, he really couldn't tell which one was Ouyang Fuqian.
After thinking about it, I moved to the back door of the back classroom and gently patted the boy on the shoulder by the back door.
I patted it, but there was no response.
I took another photo, but still no response.
He increased the strength on his hand and patted it again. Hey, the boy turned his head and looked at him.
Xia Yang forced out a smile that he thought was handsome, but before he could speak, he saw an expressionless face.
Hey, what's going on?
The legendary nerd?
Xia Yang's eyes flashed slightly, and an idea flashed through his mind in an instant.
That expressionless face was looking at him intently!
Only then did Xia Yang discover that there was a thin black rope next to the man's lowered arm. After careful identification, it turned out to be headphones?!
Are you actually listening to your Walkman too?
No wonder, after taking three shots, there was no response!
He almost thought that this person was slow to react and was about to take the fourth shot.
I see!
Like Little Fatty and the others, do they all like to listen to music?
Listen to music?
Xia Yang couldn't help but squinted his eyes slightly again and looked at the expressionless face again. He shouldn't be listening to music, right?
Could it be that this man is also following what Xia Tian taught him, using a Walkman to learn English?
When did Xia Tian become so generous? Did he make all his experiences public?
He only mentioned it to Little Fatty and the others. When he turned around, he wanted to ask Xia Tian.
The next second, Xia Yang reacted immediately. Could it be that someone with good academic performance would know this trick?
Xia Yang was startled for a moment, then suppressed the surprise in his eyes and smiled: "Classmate, excuse me, can you call Ouyang Fuqian for me?"
On the boy's expressionless face, a pair of slender eyes widened a little in an instant.
Thinking that the person in front of him was wearing headphones, he might not have heard clearly! Xia Yang couldn't help but amplify his voice a little more: "Classmate, please call Ouyang Fuqian."
The boy with slender eyes blinked slightly, glanced at Xia Yang, and turned away expressionlessly.
this?
Xia Yang, who was standing by the back door, couldn't help but be stunned.
Does this person not want to see him? Or is he deliberately ignoring him because he is deaf? Or is he ignoring him because the person he is looking for is Ouyang Fuqian?
NND, this nerd!
You must be jealous of his handsomeness! Did you deliberately not call him Xiaoqian for him?
Haha, what a big deal.
Xia Yang curled his lips slightly and backed out of the back door.
If you can't get over the mountain, people can!
He has already arrived at the back door of Class 1, Grade 2, is there any reason to leave?
What a joke!
He likes to sit by the back door because he doesn't like the excitement. Ouyang Fuqian is a girl, so naturally she sits in the front rows.
Since you can't see Ouyang Fuqian from the back door, you can still see it from the front door, right?
not to mention!
hey-hey.
Xia Yang smiled and raised his hand to touch his short hair. Ouyang Fuqian wouldn't be surprised if he appeared at the front door of the classroom, right?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but slow down and looked towards the spacious and bright windows. What caught my eye was a man who was looking down at a book and reading seriously.
I couldn't help but feel sad again, these girls must be too serious.
When the top 100 list came out, he was going to take a look at the top 100 list for the second grade. In addition to Ouyang Fuqian, there were several girls with good grades.
After taking two steps forward and crossing the spacious and bright window, Xia Yang couldn't help but slow down again.
Ouyang Fuqian, who is number one in the school, is not studying seriously right now, right? Like those serious girls, or the nerdy boy in the last row that I just saw?
No, no, probably not.
Xia Yang immediately rejected this idea.
The Ouyang Fuqian he saw had a cold and arrogant look on his face, but he was nothing like the silly nerd in the back row.
Thinking of the previous conversation in the office building, where was there a hint of nerdiness?
He is clearly a very interesting person!
Well, that’s right!
Thinking of this, Xia Yang shook his short hair, raised his head and touched it, then strode towards the front door of Class 2 (1).
As soon as I reached the front door of the classroom, before I could take a step forward, I saw someone looking towards the door.
Xia Yang intuitively looked towards the looking eyes.