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Zhang Xingming was bored lying on the desk flipping through the algebra book.

In the monthly exam results, his algebra was still as bad as in his previous life, he failed, and he was urged by the teacher to review algebra in the self-study class.

In fact, he thought he did very well in the exam, really, fifty-seven points, you must know that in his last life, he was generally about ten points, and once he played a super game and reached twenty-one points, which made the algebra teacher praise.

Look at the watch, it's a few minutes before school, it's nice, alas, what's the night to eat?

As soon as the classroom door opened, Teacher Wang walked in empty-handed.

Seeing that the teacher was empty-handed, more than half of the classmates took a long breath, and they were afraid that she would not be able to let go of school if she was holding a roll of paper and books.

Teacher Wang walked to the podium, put the chalk blackboard on the lectern or something, and said, "It's time to get out of school, I'll make a long story short, our class has average results in the monthly exam this time, and some students have dropped a lot according to their admission grades, so I won't be a little bit famous."

Now, students are free to form peer support groups according to their home addresses, help each other, study together, and strive to improve their grades in the next monthly exam.

Of course, this mutual aid group is not only limited to studying, students have difficulties and things at home, within the scope of their ability, a group of students should actively provide help and deepen the friendship between classmates, okay?"

Most of the students lazily shouted, "Okay." ”

Teacher Wang knocked on the lectern and said, "Be energetic, sit down." ”

The students sat up straight and looked at the teacher.

"Okay, you can form your own group, and when you're done, hand over the list to the class leader, elect the team leader and deputy leader, and write it out of school. ”

The classmates buzzed and discussed, and those who had a good relationship flew at each other or simply ran over and bit their ears.

Zhang Xingming lay on the table and didn't move, Guo Bao and these people must be a group, they don't have to run, the team leader loves whoever is in charge, anyway, he is not appropriate.

In his memory, this study mutual aid group should have been organized in the second half of the semester, and it happened to be spring, when several of them, plus the classmates who were later transferred to the class, went to help Gao Lijun's pear field and did farm work for several days.

Then it seems that this mutual aid group has also won the praise of the Youth League Committee, calling on other classes to study.

But Zhang Xingming didn't see what this group had to do with learning in the past three years, that is, there was a reason to play together, and a group would run and play together for a day if they had nothing to do, and their group was basically helping Gao Lijun's family do all kinds of work.

The reason, because of the good relationship, the teenage years are the age when they are willing to do anything for their buddies, and moreover, Gao Lijun and Dong Yugang are also on the same page, and the relationship has become closer.

In fact, when Zhang Xingming was in elementary school, there were people in the class, but they were very few, and there were only a few in a grade, all of whom were relatively old.

But there are a lot of people in junior high school.

There are more than a dozen girls in Zhang Xingming's class, and most of them are from outside the school.

You must know that classmates talk about each other, maybe it's okay to study together, play for a while, buy a small gift for the New Year's holiday, a notebook, a pen, etc.

But the object outside the school, that is the real object, there are many people who are pregnant and miscarried.

Junior high school is the time when men and women have the strongest sense of shyness, and in the 80s, many boys didn't mean this at all, that is, sexual awakening was relatively late.

There is often a piece of play in the class that is very good, and then others say that they are like each other, and then they feel like they are in the same place, and then, suddenly, they are embarrassed to speak, and they meet and hide, and they are far away from school, but they don't play together.

There were many such early loves at that time.

Of course, there are not a few people who are really guns, but at that time, people's hearts were simple, and most students would not think about it.

The bell rang for the end of class, and the other classes were rumbling out of school, and the students on duty were running all over the corridor.

Zhang Xingming's class is still organizing the list, this one wants to be with that, which one does he want to be with, this one wants to be with that, and that one doesn't want to. Dong Bangang, as the class leader, took paper and pen all over the classroom, constantly writing down, scribbling, and rewriting.

Relatively speaking, the girls' side is better, and Hong Fei quickly completed the list and sat there waiting for Dong Yugang's side.

Finally, the students were all formed into groups, Dong Yugang ran to Zhang Xingming with the list, leaned on his desk and asked, "Which group do you participate in?"

Zhang Xingming blinked his eyes and said, "Do you have to participate? ”

Dong Yugang put the list in his hand on his desk and said, "You can pick one yourself, by the way." He turned around and asked Na Hongfei: "Do you have Zhang Xingming written over there?" Bring it over and let him pick one." ”

That Hong Fei glared at Zhang Xingming, thought for a while, and handed the list to Dong Yugang, Dong Yugang took it and looked at it, smiled, put it on Zhang Xingming's table, and said, "Pick it, which group, it's up to you." ”

Zhang Xingming took two lists and looked at them, and there were four or five groups that wrote about him.

In the previous life, there were also several groups that wrote about him, and in the end he chose to be in a group with Dong Yugang, and as a result, he became a cow and a horse for two and a half years.

Zhang Xingming thought for a moment and said to Dong Yugang: "Can't we all form a group of class cadres, isn't this separated from the masses? Besides, they live too far away, so why should they study together? Otherwise, it will be divided into a group of Guobao, the Zhao family, the 36 households, and Daobei." It's close. The Zhao family has the most, just divide it into a few groups, a group of Japanese buildings, you and your next few groups. How nice is that. ”

Dong Yugang hesitated for a moment and asked, "You don't want to be in a group with us?"

Zhang Xingming said: "It's not that I don't want to, it's really too far away, where will I go then? Go to your house or go to Gao Lijun's house? The interval between them is almost ten kilometers, right?"

Dong Yugang scratched his head, turned his head to look at Gao Lijun, and said, "She is willing to be in a group with us, and she can go anywhere when the time comes, and we can go down." ”

Zhang Xingming rubbed his eyebrows and had a headache.

Then Hong Fei came over and said, "Why haven't you done it yet?"

Dong Yugang said: "He didn't choose it, four or five groups wrote about him, and I asked him to pick it." ”

That Hong Fei glanced at Zhang Xingming lightly and said, "Is it so difficult for the whole class to wait for you alone?"

Zhang Xingming picked up the pen, crossed out Dong Yugang, Liu Xiren, and Gao Lijun from their group, added them to Guo Bao's group, threw the pen on the table, and said: "Okay, that's it, when the time comes, everyone will play together, and it is not mandatory that everyone must be together every day." ”

Dong Yugang scratched his head again, thought about it, and said, "Okay, let's do this first, I'll go and hand over to the teacher." ”

Zhang Xingming cleaned up the things on the table, took out his schoolbag and stood up, and said, "After school, go home and eat quack." ”

The whole class burst out laughing, and Liu Shulan, who was at the same table, asked, "What is Gaga?"

Zhang Xingming walked out with his schoolbag on his back and said, "Meat, fragrant meat." ”

The classmates also stood up and walked out with a crackle, and the tables and chairs made a chaotic noise.

Ling Yun leaned over and asked, "Erming, who are you in a group with?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Let's go together, you, Xiancheng, Dachang, Baoqiu Yajie, that Hong Fei is small, it must be these people, I can still run to Zhaobao?"

Ling Yun turned back to Bao Qiu and said, "yes, great, he didn't go to another group." ”