In the second English class, Jiang Yucui continued the teaching of phonetic transcription. Zhou Yi can read this thing now, but it is estimated that he will not be able to do it by dictating or explaining it specifically. Therefore, Zhou Yi learned very carefully. The last two classes are Chinese lessons. The first two classes in the afternoon, one on politics and one on music. After taking these two classes, Jiang Li finally took up the only self-study class of the day and started math.

The first week has been passed steadily, and the self-study will start in the morning and evening of the next week. Zhou Yi has not really fulfilled his accusation as a squad leader until now, which is actually determined by reality. There is still a big difference between rural schools and urban schools, and the class committee members in rural schools are generally not good at doing things too openly in the class, so they will be hated or alienated by the students in the class.

In urban schools, the members of the class committee in a class definitely have a very important position. Zhou Yi did not perform the duties of the squad leader for the time being, because he didn't want to be too public, and he didn't want the people in the class to feel that they were arrogant or unapproachable. Even if sometimes in self-study classes, the classmates make a lot of noise, and Zhou Yi doesn't care. However, Zhou Yi knew that as the class leader, he should still stand up and let the students in the class know about his existence.

The weekend passed quickly, and a new week arrived, and this week was the real beginning of the first day of life. On Monday's morning self-study, Zhou Yi was also like these people, memorizing Chinese texts and English phonetic transcriptions. Evening self-study, Monday is boring. He didn't know what to do, whether it was math exercises, Chinese exercises, or other subject exercises, it wouldn't take long for Zhou Yi to do them together. Out of boredom, after Zhou Yi finished guiding Zhao Haiyun on some of his problems, he spread out his book and began to write articles.

In his previous life, he was very fond of words, and often mixed in some literary forums. It's a pity that his articles are just like that, he can only express his emotions, and if he wants to say that his articles are published in magazines or newspapers, his articles still need a lot of effort. Zhou Yi also likes to write novels that he thinks are good on some fiction websites, but in fact he is a writer who fights the streets. Although I didn't write articles very well in my previous life, for a junior high school student, it was very good. So, after returning from rebirth, Zhou Yi decided to read more books, learn more knowledge, and improve his writing skills. Therefore, he came to practice writing now, write more and read more, and Zhou Yi believed that he could do it.

In addition to writing articles, Zhou Yi turned his head from time to time to look at the situation in the class. Maybe it's the first day or the first evening self-study, most of the students in the class are looking at the books carefully, and only a few students are in a daze, or leaning together and whispering. Zhou Yi also took a special look at the few little beauties he thought he thought, and the three little beauties were all reading books seriously, and their serious appearance was very attractive.

Zhou Yi knows that every time they enter a new school, most of the students are very self-motivated, and they all want to do well in their grades, be praised and taken care of by teachers, and be praised and honored by parents. However, there are not many students who can persevere here, and many students find that their grades cannot be improved after working hard for a period of time, or even if they improve, they are not cared for by others, so they give up their efforts and give up on themselves, thinking that they have no talent for learning, and will no longer study hard. In his previous life, Zhou Yi was fine in junior high school, he always insisted on studying hard, and his grades were quite good, but after he reached high school, he became the situation just now, he worked hard, but he couldn't persevere. Coupled with the complex psychology of adolescence, his learning gradually declined.

"By the way, Haili, how do you live on the street?" After writing a short story, Zhou Yi remembered to care about the accommodation of his tablemate Zhao Haiyun.

"I live with my sister and live at my cousin's house. Zhao Haiyun stopped reading the book, turned his head and said.

"Where?"

"Behind the town hall. Don't you worry, your family has moved to the street, your supermarket makes money, right?"

"Make money, millions a day!" Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"Bragging!"

"Hehe, you know it's blowing. How much can a supermarket in a town make, barely enough oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Zhou Yi was humble again.

"I don't know which of your words is true. Zhao Haiyun glared at Zhou Yi angrily, turned his face and ignored him.

The second evening self-study class was over, and when Zhou Yi looked at the remaining evening self-study, he found that he really had nothing to do, so he decided to write a letter to Lin Bingbing. I haven't written a letter for a long time.,It used to be QQ or email.,The thing of writing a letter seems to be far away from his life.。 But now that he is back, there is no computer, no Internet, Zhou Yi decided to return to the old way of communication.

"Uh, no stationery" took the pen from the stationery box and pulled out the cap of the pen, only to realize that he had no stationery. In desperation, Zhou Yi had no choice but to ask Zhao Haiyun again: "Hey, little nerd, do you have any letter paper?"

"No!" Zhao Haiyun didn't want to pay attention to Zhou Yi, but after pausing for a moment, he still turned his head and replied to Zhou Yi stiffly.

"This little nerd!" Zhou Yi shook his head, and had to find another way. But after Zhou Yi asked the four classmates in the back and on the left, he still didn't borrow it. After a delay of more than ten minutes, Zhou Yi had to give up the idea of writing a letter to Bingbing now, and decided to wait until he bought the stationery to write.

But on Tuesday night, I forgot about buying stationery on Monday. It wasn't until Wednesday evening self-study that I remembered to buy a colorful letter paper with images of the Little Tigers members. In the third class, Zhou Yi knew that Jiang Li should not come, so he spread out the letter paper, and Zhou Yi picked up the pen to write a letter to Bingbing.

After writing the beginning of the letter, Monday began the body of the ridicule. "Bingbing, have you missed me? How long have you been gone? It's been almost thirty days......" Zhou Yi was about to continue to say something funny in the future, but a noise from the back of the classroom interrupted his thoughts.

Zhou Yi turned his head to look and found that Yao Hu and Yang Feng, who were sitting in the back, were cursing at each other loudly, along with Xu Jiahu, Zhao Guangming, Zhu Weiya, Yao Song, Zhao Xiaosan and others around them, all shouting loudly. Zhou Yi listened carefully to a few words, but he didn't hear what they were arguing about, so the two scolded each other.

Many students in the class who love to study saw the two arguing endlessly, and they all focused on Zhou Yi, hoping that Zhou Yi would come forward to stop the noise made by the two and let them study quietly.

Zhou Yi looked at him with dozens of pairs of eyes, and when he saw Yao Hu and Yang Feng gradually developing from quarreling to pushing each other, he stood up and walked to the back of the classroom.

"Alright, stop making a fuss, be quiet. Zhou Yi walked up to the two people who were arguing, and first said to a few people who were coaxing around.

Xu Jiahu and Zhao Xiaosan saw that Zhou Yi had spoken, and closed their mouths in amusement, although Zhu Weiya, who was at the same table with him, didn't understand what was going on, but when they saw that Xu Jiahu was no longer talking, they also closed their mouths. However, Zhao Guangming, who was at the same table with Yang Feng, and Yao Song, who was at the same table with Yao Hu, scoffed at Zhou Yi's words and ignored them, still saying words of oil and vinegar to Yao Hu and Yang Feng in their mouths.

Seeing that Zhao Guangming and Yao Song ignored his words, Zhou Yi didn't care, he directly said to Yao Hu and Yang Feng, who were still pushing and scolding each other: "Don't talk about it, you two don't talk about it, you are arguing about other people's studies, if you have any holidays, go outside to solve it after school, the classroom is not a place for you to fight and quarrel." ”

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Zhao Guangming whistled very disdainfully, and the sharp sound made people very uncomfortable. And Yang Feng, who had a bad temper, heard Zhou Yi's words, and directly squinted at Zhou Yi and said: "Who are you? Get out of the way, you have to take care of the two of us? I'm happy and noisy, what can you do with me? Do you think that Teacher Jiang will let you be the class leader, you will be a cow B, don't you get better grades?"

Zhou Yi looked at Zhao Guangming, who was whistling, and his eyes became sharp, and for

Yang Feng transferred his anger to him, and he felt very puzzled. But Zhou Yi didn't want to use violence in the class, so he had to continue to persuade patiently: "I'm not bullish, and I can't do anything to you, but I'm going to persuade you now as a classmate, okay? Don't make trouble, be quiet, and talk about something after school." ”

"Get out of your MB, do you want to take care of it?" Seeing that Zhou Yi was a little weak in speaking, and then seeing that many students in the class, especially many female students, focused their eyes here. Yang Feng suddenly felt that he was very powerful, and began to speak rudely to Zhou Yi.

Hearing Yang Feng cursing at himself, and then looking at Yao Hu, who was also contemptuous over there, Zhou Yi smiled and said in a calm tone: "I repeat, shut your mouths, don't quarrel anymore, don't fight again." For the sake of my classmates, I shouldn't have heard what you just scolded me. Tell you, I hate people who don't give faces. ”

"Yang Feng, don't hang him, give him a piece of. Yang Feng just wanted to speak, and Zhao Guangming, who was in the same village as him, rushed in front of him and said another sentence to Zhou Yi.

"You have a kind!" Zhou Yi replied to Zhao Guangming with a smile, then raised his hand and slapped Zhao Guangming in the face. "Bang", the sound was very loud, attracting the eyes of those students who were still reading books while still enduring the noise, and many of the people sitting in front stood up and looked back. Zhao Guangming was a little stunned by Zhou Yi's slap, and he covered his face and didn't know what to do for a while. But when he found that everyone in the class was watching, driven by his self-esteem, he stood up like crazy, quickly said a lot of cursed words to Zhou Yi, and rushed towards Zhou Yi past Yang Feng, who was standing. "Slap", another crisp slap sound, Zhao Guangming's left cheek was hit again, and Zhou Yi directly slapped him to the ground. Zhao Guangming opened his eyes and looked left and right, then looked at Zhou Yi timidly, and suddenly opened his mouth and cried.

Yang Feng was also stunned, he turned his face to look at Zhao Guangming, who seemed to be crying very sadly, and then turned his head to look at Zhou Yi's calm appearance, wanting to be soft, but his strong self-esteem made him unable to open his mouth softly all at once, so he still said very reluctantly: "You dare to hit someone, see if I don't tell Teacher Jiang." This sentence fully exposed Yang Feng's timidity.

"What do you do? I'll tell you who I am now, my name is Zhou Yi, and I'm the current class leader of the first class of junior high school!" Monday's words were loud, making Yang Feng a little distracted for a while. Yao Hu first relented and sat down quietly. And Yang Feng looked left and right again, helped up Zhao Guangming, who was sitting on the ground and sobbing, and sat down silently.

Seeing that a few people were quiet, Zhou Yi also turned around and walked back. When he walked to the first row, Zhou Yi turned to face the seventy-two students in the classroom, and said calmly: "I don't care what you think in your heart about how I became the class leader, but there is one thing you must remember, I am your class leader now." I don't want to oppress people in this capacity, but I also don't want to see you treat me inappropriately. So, from today onwards, as long as I am the class leader for one day, I will manage the class well, and I hope everyone can cooperate well. Okay, let's learn!" Zhou Yi finished speaking, and sat down in his seat,

"Monday, you are really stylish!" As soon as he sat down, Zhao Haiyun, who was at the same table, gave a thumbs up and said to Zhou Yi with a smile.

"Is it? Isn't it handsome, unique!" Zhou Yi asked back with no skin and no face.

"Cut! stinky beauty!" Zhao Haiyun laughed at Zhou Yi and turned his head.

On Thursday morning, as soon as I read the text, Jiang Li walked in. first called Yang Feng, Yao Hu, Zhao Guangming, and Yao Song out. Half an hour later, the four of them walked in, and when Zhao Guangming walked past Zhou Yi, he glanced at Zhou Yi very proudly. A minute later, Zhou Yi was also called out.

Although the weather in September is still relatively hot, the air in the morning is very fresh. After Zhou Yi followed Jiang Li out of the classroom, he found a red sun hanging in the eastern sky, and the sun was surrounded by a thin morning mist that filled the sky in the early morning. Zhou Yi raised his head and took a breath of the fresh air of the morning, he knew exactly what Jiang Li was calling him out for.

"You hit Zhao Guangming yesterday?" As soon as he stood still, Jiang Li asked Zhou Yifa.

"Well, it's hit!" Zhou Yi nodded in acknowledgement.

"What is the reason?" Jiang Li asked curiously as he hugged his shoulders when he heard that a student was so cheerful.

"Didn't the four of them say it just now?" Zhou Yi asked rhetorically.

"They said you did it first, didn't you?"

"Yes. Monday replied again dryly, not at all muddy.

"What kind of attitude do you have, huh?" Jiang Li was a little angry. "I asked you to be the squad leader, not for you to take the lead in the fight, what happened last night, you tell me clearly!"

"Yang Feng and Yao Hu quarreled for some reason, and seeing that they were about to make a move, I went over to ......" Seeing that Jiang Li was angry, Zhou Yi had no choice but to briefly state what happened last night.

"Go and call Zhou Jian out. After listening to Zhou Yi's narration, Jiang Li asked Zhou Yi to call Zhou Jian out, probably because she wanted to know if what Zhou Yi said was true.

After listening to Zhou Jian's fair statement again, the anger on Jiang Li's face disappeared. "I know the matter, although the fault is not you, but as a squad leader, it is still wrong to hit someone. So, next week you will be the class leader and clean the classroom for the whole class. Let's go inside. After Jiang Li finished speaking, he let Zhou Yi and Zhou Jian into the classroom.