On the first day of school, teachers from various subjects frequently came to the classroom of Class 50 to mingle with each other, and asked the class to talk about more meaningful things in the summer vacation.

All these things are to allow students to integrate into this environment as soon as possible, and to be able to get to know different groups, which is different from the wide circle of primary school, the subject teachers of each subject, and the daily routine of junior high school.

By about five o'clock in the afternoon, the classmates in the class basically knew each other, like Fang Ning's very "well-behaved" boys, Shan Ding's excellent students, Xiang Jie's outspoken boys, and Chen Lin's boys who didn't look good to provoke all left a deep impression on the girls in the class, of course, the boys in the class were far more than Fang Ning and them, although there were fifty-six people in the class, it was difficult to get a glimpse of the whole picture, and they still needed to get in touch slowly in three years.

At the same time, the excitement of the arrival of the new semester and the joy of getting to know the wider circle are gradually diluted by the curriculum that goes far beyond the primary school curriculum.

There are also many students who are secretly cheering, and the learning environment of junior high school means a new platform for them.

Excellent grades in primary school also mean a thing of the past.

Just like the head teacher said in his opening speech, his past performance is average, but he can't represent himself, after all, these only represent the past, not the future and the future, and the new competition has just begun. The long march of thousands of miles, this is the first step, who can have the last laugh, is still unknown.

Huang Minyi leaned on the window of the corridor as usual and watched for a while, the students in the class were very tacitly attentive to the class, on the first day of school, except for Chen Lin, who slammed the door and came out, no one else appeared to sleep or not listen to the class. When I was in junior high school, my mentality quickly corrected, knowing that the head teacher was now a new official and wanted to kill the chicken and set an example for the monkey, but I was worried that there was no chicken, so no one dared to commit a crime against the wind.

As for Chen Lin, who slammed the door in mathematics class, he was surprisingly not punished by the head teacher, but continued to appear in class in a grand manner, holding a geography textbook and listening to the class with his head held high, which made many students a little surprised, what does this Chen Lin have to do with it, and the head teacher is helpless?

However, they obviously guessed wrong, He Ying wandered a few times on the way to the first-grade office, clenched his fists, and sent his fists again, thinking that he would hold back this time, otherwise he would be angry and scolded by the students of this class as an old witch in menopause. In order to establish the image of a kind teacher in front of this class of students, she really endured a lot, otherwise according to her previous temper, she would have let this bastard boy who slammed the door stand under the garbage heap and blackboard in the back.

The geography teacher on the podium is called Jiang Hongjun, wearing a white vest, and he is also an old man from Sichuan Province, insisting on using dialects to attend classes, thinking carefully, erudite and knowledgeable, telling jokes super cold, and when it comes to longitude and latitude, he can't make a cold joke, but unfortunately not many people in the class can laugh.

Old man Jiang also has a unique skill that is to be able to draw a map on the blackboard with his bare hands, which is amazing.

Old man Jiang didn't know what he ate today, he had a bad stomach and wanted to fart. But because the classroom was too quiet, I wanted to cover up the fart with a cough. Who would have thought that after coughing, the loud fart sound would arrive late, and the whole class burst into laughter.

He still didn't change his face, and said calmly, "Now I'm talking about jet lag......"

Although Old Man Jiang's geography is a small subject, it is often the most lively, even in the sleepy afternoon, the atmosphere is the most lively. He pointed to an ellipsoid with slightly flattened poles and a slightly bulging equator, and shouted in an authentic Sichuan dialect: "What is the meridian east of the prime meridian?!"

"East longitude!" the class shouted.

"Where's Ezah?"

"West Longitude!"

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"I'll give you a chestnut, orange is orange born in Huainan, and orange is born in Huaibei. ”

"Why is that?" said the old man slowly, "This is because of the climate, altitude, temperature, water quality, and soil. That is, the geographical knowledge you have learned, if you learn geography well, you will not be afraid to go all over the world!"

Fang Ning and Yu Xiaole talked in a low voice, there were students' backs in front of them, and Old Man Jiang was a little presbyopia, so he couldn't see their small movements at all.

"Our old man Jiang is so humorous in his lectures, just because of his lecture method, how can my geography grades be bad!" Yu Xiaole was very excited, and it was rare for him not to secretly read online novels in geography class.

"That's it!"

"Life in this junior high school is really colorful......" Fang Ning smiled slightly.

Yu Xiaole didn't pay attention to Fang Ning's expression, but he noticed the outside and coughed twice.

Fang Ning immediately understood and listened carefully to the class.

Huang Minyi stepped on the floor and walked in, nodded at Old Man Jiang, and said in a consultative tone, "Teacher Jiang, I'll take some of your time and tell the classmates something." ”

Old man Jiang glanced at her, raised his hand to look at his watch, and said, "I still have ten minutes to finish class, and in my class, even if your matter is very important, you can't delay my lecture." You go outside and wait. ”

Old man Jiang is too old to be an old-timer and senior, in a place like the school, Huang Minyi has no choice but to turn around and go out and wait outside the classroom.

"Old Jiang is domineering!" the class was amazed.

After the old man Jiang finished class, Huang Minyi walked in, his face was a little bad, and he was swept away by the teacher, and he didn't have anything to say, so he was naturally unhappy. How could the students in the class not know this truth, and the students who packed their schoolbags all stopped, silent, and no one dared to make a sound.

"The head teacher's face doesn't look good, don't speak. Fang Ning pushed Yu Xiaole's shoulder.

All the fifty-six members of the class sat firmly, with their chests and backs straight, and their eyes did not squint.

Huang Minyi saw that the class could be quiet so quickly, and the unhappiness in his heart dissipated a lot, "I asked the students to wait today, because I wanted to take advantage of this school break to elect the class committee of our class." ”

Here's the highlight. Everyone was secretly holding their breath in their hearts.

The existence of the class committee is equivalent to a class separated from the ordinary student group, responsible for the class teacher, and managing the classmates, which is also a division of rights, which is equivalent to having a certain right to speak in the class.

Even if it is a labor commissioner who does dirty work, it also has a special existential significance, after all, cleaning and cleaning after school every day is to please him, otherwise he may be assigned to do dirty work and tiring work.

Ps: I was in a bad state last month, and then I went to work during the day, ran for an hour and a half every night, and the whole journey was six kilometers, which was quite tiring, so I wrote a little slowly, and even broke off for a few days. I just checked it.,A total of 14 chapters are owed.,I'll make up for it this month.。