Although I don't know whether the Journal of Huai'an Fu Normal School is a source journal of the Chinese Social Sciences Citation Index (CSSCI), and I don't know how influential it is in the domestic academic community, Jiang Shuiyuan is very happy to be officially published in the journal. With Han Xianru's entrustment of "reading more, thinking more, and writing more", he returned home and continued to study hard.

The second paper has not yet been sorted out, and school has opened.

Because of the division of arts and sciences in the second year of high school, there are many people who have left, and many new people have to come in, and the original seating order will definitely be disrupted. Although Jiang Shuiyuan didn't want to sit in the front two or three rows so eye-catching, he didn't want the cat to cultivate immortals in the last two rows, so he came to the school early. As soon as he entered the school gate, he was intercepted by Wu Zichen, who was waiting there: "Yo, boss, it's early! The boss came so early to grab a seat, right? Don't worry, the little brother has occupied a seat for you early, and they are all carefully selected golden feng shui treasures, and you are satisfied." ”

Although Wu Zichen sometimes makes mistakes, most of the time he is still very reliable. Hearing him say that he had taken a good seat, Jiang Shuiyuan immediately put his heart back in his stomach, and his steps slowed down: "Bao inquired about the classmates, this year's arts and sciences class, did the old class grab a few top-notch characters? Not to mention the top three in the class, at least get a few more top ten to come back, and also replenish the blood of our class!"

"Just rely on the temperament of our old class not to suffer, if we don't get three or two classes to come back in the top five, then it will be considered a discount! Maybe he will directly take the beauty of Puda University and let the school flower and the school grass make a pair. Wu Zichen shook his head and said.

Jiang Shuiyuan pouted: "Pu Xiaoxiang, isn't she the treasure of the eleventh class? Their head teacher is willing to give it away?"

"What is reluctant? Now that Class 11 has been changed to a liberal arts class, even if he is reluctant, what can he do, and he can still force the beauty of Puda University to study liberal arts? Believe it or not, her father brought a regiment over and shot him for five minutes?"

"What? Class 11 has been changed to a liberal arts class?" Jiang Shuiyuan was taken aback, "Didn't all the 13th, 14th, 15th, and 16th classes change to a liberal arts class before? Why did you get involved in the 11th class this year? It's not 13 at all!"

"Yes, I don't know what kind of wind I smoked this year, but it has become nine, eleven, fifteen, and sixteen classes. It is estimated that the good students in these classes are not good, and the poor students are too bad. The school thinks it's better to break up these classes, right?" Wu Zichen speculated, and then asked with a smile: "Boss, the new semester, the new class, the new classmates, the new atmosphere, do you have any plans to change to a new table?"

Looking at Wu Zichen's look of "he can take his place", Jiang Shuiyuan replied very dryly: "No!"

"Really not? The little brother is still planning to recommend himself!" Wu Zichen was not too disappointed. It is estimated that such an answer has been expected for a long time, "But boss, the younger brother has heard people say in the past few days that our grade seems to have turned into a bullish character, and he has already said that he wants to 'punch the first grade and kick the grass of Huai Middle School'." You think he's not coming for you, right?"

"Why did you come at me?" Jiang Shuiyuan deliberately pretended to be confused, "Isn't the first grade to be the first to be taken by everyone? If he wants to be the first in the grade, then work hard to take the exam! Could it be that when he took the exam, we grabbed his pen and didn't let him write? As for 'kicking the grass of Lieutenant Colonel Huai'. Who does the school grass love, and has a dime to do with me?"

"But you are recognized as a school grass in our school, there is no one!"

"Cut, recognized? You just grab a few boys and ask them to see if they agree with this conclusion?" Jiang Shuiyuan expressed Yan Zòng's disdain, "Anyway, didn't you aspire to write the "Huai'an Mansion Famous Flowers and Grass Point Records" earlier?

"It was written out long ago, and it was hung on the school forum, and now the list will be updated and adjusted in a timely manner according to the actual situation every month. Because "Point Jianglu" is fair, objective, reasonable and well-founded. It has a good reputation inside and outside the school, and has always been the most clicked and popular post on the forum. Also because of this post. Jianghu people gave the nickname 'Bai Xiaosheng'. What, Boss, didn't you see that?"

Jiang Shuiyuan didn't have time to visit the forum, so naturally he didn't know that there was such a post. However, he didn't bother to entangle with those guys who had a second illness attack on the matter, and it was a complete waste of time: "Well, if that thing really wants to be a school grass." Then you go back and put him at the top of the list, satisfy his little vanity, and as long as he is happy anyway. ”

"That's not good!" Unexpectedly, Wu Zichen refused very simply, "Let's not talk about how that person looks, the key is how he is virtuous and capable." Why did he jump to the top of the list in the first place? If he was placed at the top of the list for no reason, how would the credibility of my "Dianjianglu" remain?"

In the face of Wu Zichen's insistence, Jiang Shuiyuan did not argue, but just shrugged his shoulders.

Under the leadership of Wu Zichen, Jiang Shuiyuan came to the new classroom. It's really "Mo Daojun is early, and there are more early pedestrians", Jiang Shuiyuan consciously came very early, but he didn't expect that most people came earlier than him, and the noisy voices in the classroom could be heard from a long distance. But when he walked into the classroom, the room suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at it.

"This is the so-called one bird into the forest, and one hundred birds suppress the sound?" Wu Zichen said with a hippie smile.

"Get out! You're the birdman!" Jiang Shuiyuan glared at him, and then greeted everyone: "Yo, how are you doing during the summer vacation? Do the boys feel that they have become handsome, and do the girls feel that they have become pretty?"

Everyone smiled and replied loudly, "Yes!"

"Have you worked hard in your studies, and have you improved your grades?"

"No!" replied neatly.

"I'm sure the old class will be very satisfied with your answers. Jiang Shuiyuan took advantage of the time to ask and answer a general glance at everyone, and found that the room was full of old classmates from the former high school class 1 (2), and those students who were separated from the class were probably gathered in front of the bulletin board waiting to be released, right?

"So squad leader, you have to intercede for us!"

"I'm in charge of handing over the brine while the old class is pumping you, and now it seems that I can mix some chili noodles in it. How about it, the favor is big enough, right? If it's not enough, you can add ginger and garlic!" Jiang Shuiyuan joked with them with a smile, walked to his familiar position, and squeezed his eyes at Cai Xiaojia: "It's a piece of cake, you shouldn't be in the same stream with them, right?"

What do you mean by "eighteen changes in women's colleges, the more they change, the better they look"?

In just two months of summer vacation, Cai Xiaojia has completely faded away from her original youth and restraint. The well-trimmed summer dress, the smooth and shiny black hair, and the refreshing smell of perfume from time to time all indicate that the originally timid and humble ugly duckling has transformed into an elegant and dignified white swan. Only at the moment when her eyes were wandering and she lowered her head and chuckled, Jiang Shuiyuan could vaguely find the figure of the girl who cried in the examination room in the past.

Cai Xiaojia pursed her lips and smiled: "I didn't study hard either, so what should I do?"

"What can I do? I have to ask Wei Chumo to help you make up for the class, until your grades return to the normal level. Old Wei, is there no problem?" Jiang Shuiyuan looked at Wu Zichen's face, he should have not considered Wei Chumo's existence at all when he occupied the seat, Wei Chumo was forced to squeeze over by himself later, so he came forward to slow Wei Chumo's cheeks, so as not to make too much trouble.

I don't know if Wei Chumo stayed too much during the summer vacation, or if the food was too greasy, and the pimples on his face became more and more severe, dense and dense one after another, as if his facial features were between the gaps in the pimples, no wonder Wu Zichen was reluctant to sit with him. When Cai Xiaojia heard that Wei Chumo was asked to help her make up for the class, she couldn't help but feel excited, and quickly said without waiting for him to answer: "The squad leader's grades are so good, you can make it up to me!"

Seeing Cai Xiaojia quietly refused, Wei Chu smacked his lips a little embarrassed, and then asked: "Jiang Shuiyuan, you said that when new classmates come later, will the old class let them sit casually, or will all the staff re-arrange?"

Wu Zichen said: "They were guests later, of course, they should be guests as they please." Could it be that for the sake of a few of them, we can break the original pattern of our class?"

"That's not necessarily!" Wei Chumo shook his head and said, "They were guests later, but now that the good seats are occupied by us, is it possible to let them sit in the corners and back rows? Cai Xiaojia, do you say?"

Cai Xiaojia looked at Jiang Shuiyuan: "I don't know what Teacher Zhu will arrange, but I know that he will definitely ask the class leader's opinion first." (To be continued......)