After a while, Lin Jiayu slowly walked into the classroom.
"Well, Jiayu, I forgot to buy water today. I just drank your juice first, and then I will buy a bottle for you when I go to the supermarket." (Song Tang felt horrified when she thought about the look in Xu Zeyu's eyes at her. This brother didn't
You really think I drank Jiayu water secretly.)
"Just drink it, why are you so polite today?" Lin Jiayu also took the bottle of juice and started drinking it. Suddenly she remembered that she had just told Xu Zeyu during lunch study that Song Tang didn't like drinking juice, so
I just gave him the bottle of juice. Now it seems like it’s really a slap in the face...
"Cough, cough, cough..." He drank this water so much that he almost choked to death.
(So does he know or not?) Lin Jiayu thought to himself.
He glanced at Xu Zeyu next to him, still reading the book calmly. Judging from his state, he probably didn't know. Oh, forget it, whether you know it or not, just pretend you don't know.
The time has finally arrived for the seventh and eighth classes in the afternoon. After this class meeting, I can go home. I don’t know what to talk about. "Clay Figure Zhang" walked into the classroom softly and saw the students sitting upright.
, said happily: "The performance was good. It seems that I listened to everything I said this morning."
"Don't you dare not listen? You'll risk your life," Song Tang muttered in a low voice. (Fortunately, "Clay Figurine Zhang" didn't hear it, otherwise Song Tang would not be able to see the sun that will be born tomorrow morning.)
"Our class has to choose several class cadres and class representatives for each class. Students who are willing can come to me to sign up. Each person has a one-week internship period. At the class meeting next week, everyone will vote to decide the candidates."
"The state has national laws, and families have family rules. Now I will tell you about our school rules and class rules."
Then "Clay Figurine Zhang" started the class opening time for two classes... Now not only Song Tang but also Lin Jiayu felt a little annoyed. Before the last trace of patience was exhausted, school was finally over.
.
"Jiayu, do you have any positions you want to take?"
"No, I still like to be an ordinary classmate. I prefer being led than leading."
"Ah, I didn't expect that we are so like-minded. My mother always said that I laugh and laugh all day long and have no sense of competition at all. Now I have found a soulmate, hahahahahaha."
"Maybe this is fate," Lin Jiayu said with a smile.
A week later, the exciting moment finally arrived. Although it had nothing to do with Lin Jiayu and Song Tang, what they didn't expect was that Shen Yifan actually ran for class president, and won the hearts of the people and was elected number one.
“Thank you for your love, I would like to thank you all here.”
Song Tang looked surprised, "Okay, Shen Biguo, I thought you would run for the Sports Committee, but you are actually running for the position of squad leader. Can't you tell, your ambition is not small."
"Classmate Song's words are wrong. Although I am good in moral, intellectual, physical and artistic skills, I have a specialization in the arts. It is better to leave such important tasks as the sports committee to professionals."
"Professionals? What professionals?" Song Tang looked confused.
"Jiang Pengfei, he is the kind of student who is good at sports and participates in municipal sports meets, and he is also good at studies. He is the perfect person to be the sports committee member."
Sure enough, Shen Yifan, the "prophet", was right, and then there were suitable candidates for each position, except for the math class representative.
"Clay Figurine Zhang" announced that at the end he found that the column of "Mathematics Class Representative" was empty, "Hey, what's going on with you guys? Our class is also one of the best in the entire first grade of high school. Why can't we even choose a class representative? Since there is no class representative.
If people volunteer, then I can only appoint them.”
"It's just you, Xu Zeyu. It's really good if everyone is nice. I hope that under the leadership of you, who is number one in the grade, the overall mathematics level of our class can be improved."
"Oh, I understand, teacher"
Lin Jiayu suddenly felt envious when he looked at Xu Zeyu. Sure enough, even if he is a "thousand-mile horse" buried among the crowd, he will be chosen by "Bole" sooner or later. In fact, it is not that Lin Jiayu has never thought about the election. .It’s just that she won’t do anything she’s not sure about, so she’d rather be an ordinary person silently.
"I have to study hard in the future, gold will always shine, come on!" Lin Jiayu vowed secretly.
"Okay, today's class meeting will be held here, school is over."
"goodbye teacher!"
"Hey, let's go, what a geomantic treasure place we have here. There is also a monitor and a math class representative nearby, so it will be a lot easier to do things in the future," Song Tang said with emotion.
"Tch, how do you know they are not selfless people?"
"Emmmm, I think they don't look like that kind of person. I don't know who your deskmate is. Anyway, I don't feel that Shen Yifan is the kind of unjust person."
"Tch, let's go, go home and have dinner."
The days passed like this day by day, and we saw that it was the last week of September. After the sports meeting, we could start the National Day holiday immediately.
Shen Yifan walked up to the podium with two registration forms. "Everyone, listen to me. Our school's annual sports meeting will be held this weekend. I hope everyone will actively sign up to participate. Girls should register here, and boys should register at the Sports Committee. Limit per person. If you apply for two events, the mixed relay does not count."
"Hey, Shen Yifan. As the squad leader, you are not allowed to take the lead and sign up for several projects."
"Yes, monitor, rush, rush, rush"
"Since you all said so, let me sign up for the men's 100 meters."
"Cut~"
"Okay, okay, stop making noise. We'll discuss the sports meeting in our spare time. Now take out the books and get ready for class."
"This class is a math quiz."
"Ah~ don't"...
"Ah, what? Hurry up. The first monthly exam will begin this November. Are you prepared to be at the bottom in your current state?" the math teacher said sternly.
…
"Stop writing before you finish writing. I won't accept them for review because of time constraints. Let's exchange reviews among the deskmates. You have some ideas in your own mind. Don't act like you are careless. Go home after the National Day holiday and seize the time. review."
Lin Jiayu looked at the explanation on the blackboard and then looked at Xu Zeyu's answer. They were exactly the same. There was no need to write at all, just a big check mark. The master is indeed a master, awesome.
But Xu Zeyu was not so relaxed. Lin Jiayu obviously didn't understand these lessons very well, and the process was half right and half wrong. In order to make her understand, Xu Zeyu did not dare to omit a step, and carefully used a red pen. He was correcting her test paper carefully, for fear that she would not understand a step. In this way, the entire test paper was filled with dense writing.
Lin Jiayu looked at the test paper that was full of "scars", and then thought about the vows he made before. Sure enough, the ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny.
Xu Zeyu looked at the dejected Lin Jiayu (his inner os: I didn't hit her, right): "I've corrected all the mistakes for you, watch the process carefully. If you don't understand, remember to ask the math class representative."
"Oh, thank you, I will take a closer look," Lin Jiayu replied sheepishly.