Text Chapter 8 Super Big Oolong
The whole school building is quiet.
Xia Haoran followed the door number of the classroom and found the classroom with the sign of Class 9 of the third year of high school, pushed open the door and saw that most of the people had already arrived. Xia Haoran found that there were no eye-catching beauties, could it be that now the beauties are really going to study liberal arts? This is really unbearable! At least one or two must be assigned to the science class. After a rough count, it is worthy of a science class, and the ratio of male and female students is seriously imbalanced, with 14 girls and 36 boys.
There is only one classmate in the class, Xia Haoran, who is known to him, and his name seems to be Yuan Peng. However, my previous self was withdrawn and introverted, didn't like to talk, and didn't have much contact with most of my classmates. Xia Haoran just nodded symbolically to him, then walked straight to the back row of the classroom, found a vacant seat and sat down.
Xia Haoran's class first sent out the book, and then held a class meeting.
Teacher Zhu, the head teacher of Class 9 of the third year of high school, has a square face, slightly chubby, medium, about 40 years old, and looks quite majestic. This is the first class meeting of the new semester. Because it was a new class that had just been established at the end of last semester, the head teacher decided to let everyone take turns to introduce themselves on the podium.
"Xia Haoran, the former sophomore class 15. ”
The plain and humble speech may be the influence of his perennial personality, and Xia Haoran doesn't like to be public. However, the short hair, bronzed skin, and a handsome and elegant face still made several dinosaur girls in the audience blush.
The next thing is to run for class officials.
The head teacher is famous, this is the spirit of dedication. Because most of the friends are new faces, they will take a voluntary speech to talk about your strengths, strengths and determinations, and run by secret ballot, and the one with the most votes wins.
Xia Haoran has no interest in this aspect. Therefore, if a girl is on stage, she will vote for the most beautiful one, and if a boy is on stage, she will vote for whichever one is pleasing to the eye. This is undoubtedly the psychology of the most scoundrel and pervert, but it must be said that most of the students in the class still adopt this method.
Next, it was the turn of the head teacher Lao Zhu to 'let go of his words'. Regarding the plan for the new semester and the goal of sprinting to the top 200 in the grade section, according to the promotion rate of Hongqi Middle School in previous years, there is no problem for the top 200 students in the grade to be admitted to an ordinary university. There is competition among the three top classes of science 1, 3 and 5, and the remaining 12 slow classes also compete. As a class leader, who doesn't want their class to stand out?
Although Class 9 of the third year of high school is a slow class, this does not affect Mr. Zhu's passion at all, in the words of Lao Zhu, the life of the third year of high school has just begun, everyone is standing on the same starting line, what if, halfway through your small universe erupted?
The head teacher is a Chinese teacher in class 9, and has been awarded the titles of provincial education backbone and education star for many times. The level of flickering of this clever mouth is really not covered, and it is not too much to describe it as a mouthful, gushing witty words, and a lotus flower.
"Rich experience, a bit of a real thing. ”
This is the evaluation given by Xia Haoran. If Teacher Zhu on the stage knew what Xia Haoran was thinking at this moment, I don't know if he would be so angry that he vomited blood......
After sitting for a while, listening to the flickering of no nutrition on the stage, Xia Haoran felt bored, so he took out a chemistry book for his first year of high school and read it.
Under the super flicker of "stick + candy", Mr. Zhu looked at the students below who were almost in a state and felt very satisfied. Motivating, drawing pies, and drawing blueprints are the homework that every homeroom teacher must do, but different teachers may adopt different ways and methods of expression. But the effect to be achieved is the same, that is, to fully stimulate the fighting spirit of students and build self-confidence!
The students all held their heads high and looked at the teacher with fiery eyes. After all, everyone wants their dreams to come true, and they don't admit that they are a bad seed, isn't it? Now it's broken, the whole class is Xia Haoran looking down at the book alone, the contrast is very obvious, Teacher Zhu shouted: "Xia Haoran, what are you doing?"
Xia Haoran was reviewing the chemistry book of his first year of high school, and when he heard someone calling his name, he raised his head and said, "Who is shouting Lao Tzu!" When he saw the scene clearly, he was immediately dumbfounded, and muttered in his heart: "This is the classroom, what the hell, why did I suddenly come up with this sentence just now?"
The classmates in the class suddenly opened their mouths and were in an uproar!
Teacher Zhu on the podium was obviously stunned for a moment, and then as if he had suddenly woken up, he almost roared and slapped the lectern and shouted: "Xia Haoran, what are you talking about?
Xia Haoran hurriedly stood up, bowed and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu, because I know that my foundation is poor and my foundation is weak, and it is difficult to catch up with everyone. That sentence just now was purely unintentional, please forgive me! Because I read too hard, I thought it was that friend who called me again, if I knew that it was the homeroom teacher and you called me, you would not dare to borrow ten guts from me, do you say yes?"
Xia Haoran's words were not only sincere, but also gave the teacher a lot of face and steps, which made Teacher Zhu feel comfortable for a while, not only relieved, but also unable to say any words of punishment.
The following students thought to themselves: "This kid turned out to be a sycophant, and he can still talk smartly without changing his face when the teacher is angry, he is really a cow!"
And Yuan Peng, who was in the same class as Xia Haoran, was also full of doubts on his face at the moment, but he was thinking in his heart: "This guy hasn't seen him for a summer vacation, and he seems to have changed as a different person." used to be a sullen gourd with a withdrawn personality, but unexpectedly, now it has become so flamboyant and bold. It's weird!"
After the homeroom teacher asked Xia Haoran to sit down, he continued: "Xia Haoran's spirit of hard work is worth learning from, and I hope everyone can work as hard as him in the future!"
Teacher Zhu used the topic to play, and naturally preached again, but in the end, he changed the conversation and said: "Haoran, you must actively participate in class activities in the future, this is not a waste of time." Although the third year of high school is very important, you should also pay attention to relaxation, combine work and rest, take your time, and don't have too much pressure. ”
Hell, it's no wonder if our classmate Xia Haoran is under pressure!
After the class meeting, it will be dispersed, and the class will officially start tomorrow.
After the head of the class, Lao Zhu, walked out of the classroom, a few buddies sitting in the back row pounced over and said to Xia Haoran: "Wow, brother, you can do it, we really obey you, even the old class dares to scold." You're really an idol of my generation!"
"Where, where! Everyone has won the prize! Actually, I was excited just now, and I made a slip of the tongue! I just made a mistake!" Xia Haoran stood up and arched his hand towards everyone without smiling.
Sure enough, it was interesting to shoot each other's ass, and several people filmed each other for a while, and then they separated. After all, it takes time to digest too much sycophants at once, doesn't it?
When he returned home, his parents were still at work, Xia Haoran went to the kitchen to find something to eat hastily, and went out.
"While there is still time, go to the bookstore and buy an English-Chinese dictionary. ”
Xia Haoran clearly remembers that English is the subject with the worst foundation for him. In the past, I was very afraid of learning English, and every time I opened an English book and saw those bird characters, my head was as big as a drum. As a result, at the end of the semester, only English books knew him, but he didn't know English anymore.
In English, the difficulty is the number of words, as long as you master more common vocabulary. Therefore, for the review of this subject, it is useless to just read those textbooks.
Therefore, Xia Haoran had a plan to buy a dictionary.
Walking out of the community, Xia Haoran stopped a taxi, opened the door and got in, and then said, "Master, please send me to Xinhua Bookstore." The taxi driver answered and started the car.
After all, Lingnan is only a small city, so the urban area is not large. The taxi took Xia Haoran to the door of the bookstore, which was just a starting price. Xia Haoran got out of the car, took out 10 yuan and handed it to the driver, who retrieved a one-yuan coin and left.
Walking into the bookstore, Xia Haoran followed the sign on the side of the service desk and went directly to the bookshelf where the learning supplies were placed. There are so many English-Chinese dictionaries, each of which is a tome, which one should I buy?
Looking around, I finally found a "Concise English-Chinese Dictionary of New Thinking" in many book collections, hurriedly picked it up, and said, "It's you, it's really hard to find." ”
At the cashier of the bookstore, Xia Haoran handed over a red-haired head, and the cashier retrieved a one-yuan coin.
Xia Haoran couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh, 99 yuan, it's really not cheap. Last time I went out to play during the summer vacation, the 10,000 yuan given by my mother only cost more than 3,000 yuan, and Xia Haoran hadn't had time to hand over the rest of the money. Fortunately, Xia Haoran spent most of his time in the mountains at that time, otherwise this money would have been tossed up long ago.
"No, it seems that we have to find a way to make money!" Xia Haoran thought to himself.