Chapter 11 Representatives of Computer Classes
It's boring to study and read texts in the morning, and there is a check from the student union at the door, which is even more boring, but a bunch of people are so boring together, it's not a very stupid behavior, at least it's not one who is stupid.
Wang Yang doesn't want to read texts, and he doesn't plan to write books, as for the daily morning self-study and homework every day, he is listening to Ma Linglong and her gossip, her family's gossip, it's not okay to listen to it, she will get angry if she doesn't listen to her, she is angry, she will not give way to Wang Yang who wants to go out when she sits outside, so Wang Yang must listen to her very carefully, and then analyze with her, and then gossip together, in exchange for the right to enter and exit freely, I don't know if this is equivalent exchange, when she sits inside, she has to do whatever she wants unconditionally!
So Ma Linglong has not had many good friends in the future, but she will take the friends who can play together very seriously, which is also the reason why Wang Yang and her relationship has always been very good.
The friends she values will say anything to others, and Ma Linglong's English is very good, in the second and third years of junior high school, Wang Yang did not copy her papers in the exam.
"Wang Yang, come with me. ”
Wang Yang's entire class was silent, and he looked at the person who spoke.
Guo Jingping, the head teacher, crossed her hands on her chest and looked at Wang Yang.
Wang Yang wondered: I haven't done anything out of the ordinary recently, what do you want me to do?
"Oh!" Wang Yang went out and followed Mr. Guo to the corner of the stairs, what happened to Wang Yang's face?
"Do you know Mr. Zhang, who teaches computer science?" asked Mr. Guo.
"Yes, I've been running into him a lot lately. Wang Yang confessed honestly.
"Are you still running in the morning?" asked Mr. Guo.
"What's wrong?" Wang Yang said.
"He came to me and told you to be the computer class representative. Teacher Guo looked at Wang Yang with a scrutinizing expression.
"Ah, do you still have class representatives in computer classes? What kind of class representatives do you need for only two classes a week?" Wang Yang completely forgot about whether there were class representatives in junior high school computer classes.
"How many classes do you have in charge of others, let you be you!" said Mr. Guo.
"Okay then! What does the representative of the computer class do?" Wang Yang asked.
"This ...... I don't know what the computer class representative does, I have a computer at home, and I don't go to the computer room much. Teacher Guo said.
"Ahh
"Why did I cheat you, people came to me to say, I don't think there is anything, why don't you just send someone a shoe cover, why do you have so many things?" said Mr. Guo.
"Okay!" Wang Yang said.
"Let's go in class! Hey, by the way, tomorrow Zhang Qing's son gets married, who in your family is going to drink the wedding wine?" Zhang Qing sells grain and oil in the township, and many people know him.
"I don't know, if you do it in the township, I should go!" Wang Yang said.
"It's in the township, I didn't bring my wallet today, I got out of school in the afternoon, go to my house, give you money, and you can help me bring the gift tomorrow." Teacher Guo said.
"Oh, sister, aren't you going?" Wang Yang.
"I'm going to the county tomorrow morning, and the school organizes a study, so you can go to class!" Teacher Guo said.
"Hmm!" Wang Yang returned to the classroom.
Ma Linglong looked at Wang Yang, who was sitting down, and gossiped: "What are you looking for again?
"No, it's for me to be the representative of the computer class. Wang Yang said.
"Is there a computer class representative?" Ma Linglong was curious.
"I don't know. Wang Yang said.
"Then how do you become the representative of the computer class?" Ma Linglong continued to wonder.
"I'm weird too!" Wang Yang shrugged his shoulders.
"The second class in the afternoon is a computer class, and you will know when you go. Ma Linglong said.
Wang Yang said "Hmm!".
"By the way, where did I just talk about?"
Wang Yang: "......"
People are always sleepy in the afternoon, unless there is something that can make people concentrate, Wang Yang has no energy, but others are very energetic.
There are a lot of people in the class, and there are not enough computers, and many people have one computer for two.
Wang Yang and Shi Lei are one, anyway, the computer that is not connected to the Internet, Wang Yang has no interest in playing, Shi Lei often goes to the Internet café of the 92nd regiment, but he still likes to play the school computer, according to his words, anyway, he doesn't pay for it, and he doesn't play for nothing.
When Wang Yang came in, Ma Yan had already taken the shoe covers one by one, and Wang Yang did not stop people's enthusiasm for doing things with respect and responsibility, although Ma Yan, the class leader, was a girl, but there was no more suitable than a girl, and the class that began to integrate, the different elementary schools and different small groups in the boys, who was convinced?
After turning on the machine, as usual, Shi Lei played, and Wang Yang was stunned next to him, thinking about his own affairs.
"Class representative, class representative?" Zhang Qinghua shouted on the stage.
Since Wang Yang was the representative of the computer class, few people in charge cared, so they didn't say it in the class, and only a few insiders knew.
So when Zhang Qinghua called "class representative", the squad leader Ma Yan stood up, and Wang Yang also stood up.
The two of them walked towards Teacher Zhang who was sitting on the host at the same time, some people looked up at the two of them, and some people secretly played a small game with headphones and didn't pay attention.
Zhang Qinghua looked at the two people who came at the same time, was stunned for a moment, and said to the squad leader Ma Yan: "My name is the class representative." Then he pointed at Wang Yang.
Ma Yanleng paused: "Oh, I know." Then he sat back in his seat with a red face.
"Come, sit next to me. Zhang Qinghua moved a chair from the side and placed it next to him.
"This is the book you wrote?" asked Zhang Qinghua, pointing to the book on the page.
Wang Yang took a closer look: "Well, yes." ”
Zhang Qinghua said: "It's very well written, why haven't I updated it for a few days!"
Wang Yang was speechless: "Teacher, I'm a student, I don't have a computer at home, if I want to go to an Internet café, I have to go to the 92nd regiment, the owner of the Internet café in the township, I know my father, and I won't let me play." ”
Zhang Qinghua said "oh!", and then continued to read "Infinite Terror" written by Wang Yang.
"The idea and subject matter of your book are very good, how did you come up with it?" asked Zhang Qinghua.
"Not really! When I watched Resident Evil with my brother and sister, I thought that if we people like us who know the plot, enter a movie or TV series, it would definitely be very interesting, I thought so at the time, and then I did it!" Wang Yang said indifferently.
"Awesome!" Zhang Qinghua gave a thumbs up.
"How do you write these in the future?" Zhang Qinghua continued to ask.
"Look, it's possible to write mummies, it's possible to write aliens, these are all things I've watched recently, but, who knows? Let's talk about it then, maybe I'll write something else, I have to study the film before I can write it, otherwise it's all loopholes, and it's not interesting to watch. Wang Yang said.
"Well organized, nice. Zhang Qinghua said.
"Thank you, I think it's okay too. Wang Yang nodded and said.
"Don't get me wrong, I said you speak in a coherent manner, it's not the book you wrote, your book looks ...... It's like writing an essay for an elementary school student. Zhang Qinghua said.
Wang Yang said: "Teacher, I have indeed just been promoted to junior high school!"
Zhang Qinghua felt choked: "I'm just making an analogy. ”
Wang Yang said, "Oh, oh!"
"Come on. Zhang Qinghua stepped aside, then pointed to the computer and said, "You can write it!"
"Now?" Wang Yang asked tentatively.
"Well, now, I sit here every day anyway, and I can't play anything, and it's good for you to write a book. Zhang Qinghua said.
"OK!" Wang Yang sat in, after logging in, he started to code words, and the plot was still remembered, but the book was not around, he could only think of it, where he wrote, about forty minutes, a small chapter of 3,000 words was done, when the bell rang for class, Wang Yang clicked to upload, no way, after class, it was a big cleaning, and after the cleaning, I went home.
Zhang Qinghua looked at Wang Yang and said, "Why don't you write it?"
Wang Yang said, "Don't clean up this! Go back and clean up!"
Zhang Qinghua asked: "Oh! I can tell your head teacher to keep it and help me organize things, so that you can write yours?"
Wang Yang was stunned: "Yes, then you go and talk about it! Anyway, I don't want to clean."
Zhang Qinghua's face was blank, and he said: "What I'll say, you go to your head teacher and say go, I will help you, and you still want me to run away?"
Wang Yang stood up with a smile and said, "Isn't this for you to send the Buddha to the West! If you don't go, forget it, I'll go, hehe." ”
Zhang Qinghua smiled and said, "You kid!
The computer classroom is on the third floor, and Wang Yang's head teacher Guo Jingping's office is on the second floor.
"Come in. ”
Wang Yang pushed the door into the office, huh?
Looking at the female teacher who was correcting her homework next to her, Wang Yang asked, "Teacher, where is Teacher Guo?"
"Well, I didn't pay attention, you can go to her class and have a look!" said the female teacher, raising her glasses.
"Okay! Thank you, teacher. Wang Yang went out and returned to the class on the first floor, a group of people were cleaning, the dust was very large, and when he saw such a big dust, Wang Yang knew that Teacher Guo was not there, she was a woman who loved beauty very much, and if she could not enter, she would not enter.
Wang Yang shouted to the class, "Who saw Teacher Guo?"
Sun Feng raised his head and replied, "You go to the health area to have a look." ”
The sanitary area of Wang Yang's class is a garbage dump, and every day the garbage that comes out of the school, they have to be responsible for putting it together, and then setting it on fire, and it is not easy to burn on Friday, because each class will sprinkle water when cleaning, and the garbage with water will be taken to the garbage dump to bring more soil, which is really not good to burn.
Wang Yang ran to the garbage dump again, and sure enough, Mr. Guo was twenty meters away, directing the students to clean up.
"Oh, is it that Mr. Zhang is looking for you?" said Mr. Guo after listening to Wang Yang's words.
"Hmm!" Wang Yang nodded.
"Then you go!" Teacher Guo approached a little closer and said, "By the way, Teacher Zhang is done with his work, you will come to me, if you don't find me, go to my house and wait, I will give you money." ”
"Oh oh!" nodded, Wang Yang ran back to the computer classroom on the third floor and continued to write.
Zhang Qinghua looked at Wang Yang, who was writing, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Wang Yang, how did this writer register?"
"Ahh......h And then ...... like this."
Eight minutes later, Zhang Qinghua finished registering, and Wang Yang asked, "Teacher Zhang, do you also want to write part-time?"
Zhang Qinghua nodded and said: "Give it a try, anyway, you can have some of the best income, and if you don't have it, you should exercise your writing ability, hey~! The teacher's salary is not high...... Hey, when no one is around, you call me Lao Zhang, or Brother Zhang!"
Wang Yang nodded and said, "Okay, Lao Zhang!"
The corners of Zhang Qinghua's mouth twitched: "It's okay to call Brother Zhang." ”
Wang Yang nodded and continued to code: "No problem, Lao Zhang!"
Zhang Qinghua: "......"