Chapter 85 Campus Life

From the beginning of school, people have gradually understood the importance of forming gangs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After all, no one can be independent of society as a whole, in other words, everyone has to learn to find a few playmates from elementary school, and continue until they graduate from college.

The three words "small group" will accompany each of us until we are old.

Even if someone like Duan Xu is by his side, Shao Shuai and Zhang Ye are by his side like two generals, not to mention other people. Although the first class of liberal arts is a key class, judging from the communication between classes, both boys and girls quickly formed their own small circles.

Either according to the previous class, or according to the familiar crowd, anyway, after Tang Jianhua's Chinese class ended, the students got together and chatted.

"I said, is the head teacher dissatisfied with you?" A teenager has an average ability to distinguish between right and wrong, in Shao Shuai's opinion, Duan Xu wrote such a good composition, Tang Jianhua, as the head teacher, should obviously be praised, how can it be said that this kind of writing is not advisable.

In his opinion, the head teacher was clearly suppressing Duan Xu and letting other students know his majesty.

Duan Xu smiled, the thinking of adults and the thinking of young people are different after all, and he has no way to explain it to Shao Shuai.

is still the same sentence, think about it from another perspective, if you were Tang Jianhua, you would make the same choice.

After all, not all students can write classical Chinese well, and a full-score essay can only represent their own talent, but it cannot become a benchmark for teachers to teach students to write essays.

What's more, Duan Xu knew very well that Tang Jianhua had no ill will towards him, after all, for any class teacher, having an excellent student like himself who studied well was a bright face.

"Don't guess. Zhang Ye glanced at Shao Shuai: "Teacher Tang is still good." ā€

"How do you know?" Shao Shuai looked unconvinced.

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes: "Naturally, I heard about it." ā€

This guy has always been known as a bag in school, and there is no gossip that he doesn't know.

These two guys are arguing here, Duan Xu has no interest on his face, the three of them are in the corridor of the class at this moment, and they can see the scenery outside through the window.

At this time, it was still winter, and the weather outside looked good, but after all, it was still a little cold, and there was not much student activity even on the playground. The third year of high school is on the sixth floor, and the students are even more lazy, most of them are either chatting in the hallway or simply reading books in their own seats in the class.

"Old Duan, why don't you speak?" Shao Shuai and Zhang Ye argued for a while, noticing that Duan Xu had been silent, and couldn't help but come over and ask.

Duan Xu smiled: "There's nothing to say, Teacher Tang's words are actually not wrong at all, classical Chinese composition is not so easy to write." It's okay to do something unconventional once, but it's not new to do too much. ā€

As soon as he said this, Shao Shuai understood, nodded and didn't say anything more.

Zhang Ye smiled and came to Duan Xu's side, and whispered: "Let's not talk about learning, I said Lao Duan, it seems that the power of love is very great, you have actually improved so much at once!"

Duan Xu smiled helplessly, he could ignore other topics, he had no way to deal with Zhang Ye on this issue, so he had to sigh and say, "I have nothing to do with her." ā€

She naturally refers to Wang Xin.

Because after saving Wang Xin before, the two of them got closer, so in the eyes of Shao Shuai, Zhang Ye and others, there is no doubt that there is some kind of unknown ambiguous relationship between Duan Xu and Wang Xin.

"Who believes it...... Zhang Ye said with a gossipy smile: "Do you think I can believe it?"

Duan Xu shook his head helplessly, he didn't know how to explain it at all.

Shao Shuai hugged Duan Xu's neck: "Besides, even if there was nothing before, there will be a chance in the future, the building near the water will get the moon first......"

Duan Xu felt that he shouldn't continue to talk to these two guys, otherwise they might not spit out any ivory from their mouths for a while.

Waving his hand, Duan Xu decisively returned to the classroom.

At this time, the class bell rang, and the students quickly returned to the classroom before the teacher appeared, and the hallway quickly fell silent.

There is no greater shame than humility, and no greater sorrow than poverty. Being in a humble and impoverished environment for a long time, but still embarrassing society, disgusting fame and fortune, and flaunting oneself as having no quarrel with the world, is not the essence of reading.

Duan Xu knows this truth better than anyone else, so he should be more serious than anyone else when it comes to learning.

After all, it doesn't hurt to study more.

The day's classes passed quickly, he had a light meal at school at noon, and in the evening, Duan Xu left the school at the time of dismissal, and he still did not choose to participate in the evening self-study.

The people around him were not surprised at all, everyone had heard about Duan Xu's family situation, and they also knew that he needed to work to earn money to support his family.

In fact, some people also admire Duan Xu in their hearts, after all, they have to make money to work and study, and they can actually be admitted to key classes, which is really amazing.

Duan Xu, who left school, did not go to work, but went home in a car.

Because of the sale of the script of "Crazy Stone", the family is not short of money now, Duan Xu naturally does not need to go out to work, the reason why he is reluctant to be in school is just that he doesn't like the atmosphere of the school.

After all, the soul in the bones belongs to adults, and who likes to be called around like a child.

"Brother, you're back!" As soon as he entered the door, Liu Shiyu's voice sounded in Duan Xu's ears.

Because it was junior high school, she left school much earlier than Duan Xu.

Duan Xu changed into slippers and touched Liu Shiyu's head: "What about our mother?"

The reason why he asked this was because Duan Xu didn't see his mother Sun Shuxia's shoes, and guessed that his mother should not be at home.

Liu Shiyu shook her head: "I don't know, my mother wasn't at home when I came back." ā€

Duan Xu snorted: "Are you hungry, if you're hungry, brother will cook for you." ā€

From childhood to adulthood, if Sun Shuxia was sometimes busy with work, Duan Xu was responsible for taking care of her sister, and naturally she practiced her cooking skills.

Liu Shiyu smiled: "Don't do it, brother, you know to fool me, I want to wait for our mother to make me something to eat." ā€

Duan Xu rolled his eyes, it was obvious that his old sister's words made him quite sad, and he didn't know which girl grew up eating egg fried rice made by herself, and now she actually dislikes herself.

When the two of them were talking, there was a sound of keys at the door, and Sun Shuxia pushed open the door and walked in.