Chapter 13 Class 11 of the second year of high school
Soon, Ning Zhichu's first summer vacation after entering high school disappeared unconsciously, and in the ticking time when Ning Zhichu watched the store all day, he disappeared and could never be traced back. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Perhaps, this can only wait for Ning Zhichu to be seventy or eighty years old, looking at the sunset in the distance, and then occasionally remembering that in the summer of sixteen years old, it was as hot as ever.
Fortunately, the sweltering summer was very upsetting, and it passed quickly. Although Xinyang City still has the residual heat of the sun in September, in the evening, you can finally enjoy a cool breeze instead of continuing to sweat.
On Monday, the penultimate week of August, Ning Zhichu and his sophomore year of high school will start and return to school. As for why the school starts so early, it is nothing more than to prepare for the placement of classes, and assign some sophomores to the work of welcoming freshmen in high school.
Ning Zhichu was originally selected by the head teacher to welcome the new students, but Ning Zhichu refused. Even if he went to greet the freshmen in high school, he could get certain rewards, such as credit awards, such as the reward of being able to borrow 5 more books from the library, etc., but Ning Zhichu knew that the work of welcoming the freshmen was very tiring, so he refused on the grounds that he wanted to review more textbook knowledge.
It was Kang Junle and Zhang Dakui who volunteered to sign up. Kang Junle went to the library to be rewarded for being able to borrow more books, and the reason why Zhang Dakui signed up for the job of welcoming new students is very simple, that is, to observe how many beautiful girls there are among the freshmen at this level, who they are, which class they are assigned to, and so on.
After the re-assignment, the liberal arts classes will be 9 to 12 classes, and the science classes will be 1 to 8 classes. Ning Zhichu is still in class 11, but he has changed from a freshman in high school to a sophomore in high school. Wen Youyou was assigned to class 12, and Zhang Jing, like Ning Zhichu, was class 11.
Ning Zhichu's good friend Zhang Dakui was assigned to the ninth class of the second year of high school, and Kang Junle, who chose science, was assigned to the sixth class of the second year of high school.
Regarding Wen Youyou being assigned to class 12, when Ning Zhichu saw the class information sheet on the school bulletin board, his heart was suddenly a little inexplicably touched. It's just that as he got to know Wen Youyou more deeply, Ning Zhichu once again chose to hide the love in his heart.
No matter how much Ning Zhichu wanted to embrace Aiwen Youyou after doing it all over again. No matter that Ning Zhichu has already made certain achievements now, Ning Zhichu is still very hesitant in his heart. This personality flaw may be the reason why Ning Zhichu had a very unsatisfactory life in his previous life.
It's just that he didn't wait for Ning Zhichu to be depressed for long, and Zhang Jing's arrival dispelled the haze in his heart.
"Hey, I didn't expect that I was actually in the same class as you, and I was separated from Yoyo. This who got the score job and let me know that I... I let him walk around without food. ”
Zhang Jing, who was sitting in a cozy shop, looked indignant, obviously dissatisfied with not being able to be in the same class as her good friend again.
Ning Zhichu rolled his eyes, "Hehe, it's not good to be in the same class as me?" Besides, it is said that this class is made by the senior head and the director of the Academic Affairs Office, do you dare to tell them? ”
"Dean of Studies?"
Although Zhang Jing is very domineering now, as soon as she heard that this was made by the dean of academic affairs, the tone in her mouth unconsciously became a few steps smaller.
After all, students can not be afraid of teachers, class teachers, and a little afraid of old age, but once they face the director of academic affairs, they are frightened. The director of academic affairs has mastered the lifeblood of the students, and can call the parents to come to the door at any time to carry out love education.
"Okay, Jingjing, although I'm in class twelve, I'm also next door to you, and it's very convenient to meet or something, unlike the first year of high school, it's particularly troublesome to run up and down." At this time, Wen Youyou, who was sitting next to Zhang Jing, said with a smile, "Besides, I'll try it for a month first, and if I'm not happy in Class 12, I'll transfer to another class." ”
got Wen Youyou's promise, Zhang Jing could only accept the fact that her best friend was separated again, "Okay, it seems that it can only be like this." ”
"Good."
Wen Youyou touched Zhang Jing's head like a child, even if Zhang Jing is taller than Wen Youyou's height now, but Zhang Jing will always be like a child who can't grow up in front of Wen Youyou.
After comforting Zhang Jing, Wen Youyou turned his head, looked at Ning Zhichu and said, "Anyway, Ning Zhichu, I didn't know that you would choose liberal arts." I remember when I took the final exam of my freshman year of high school, your grades in the three subjects of physics and chemistry were very good, why didn't you choose science? ”
Facing the question of Wen Youyou, Ning Zhichu can't say that you chose liberal arts before, so I chose liberal arts to try my luck and see if I can continue to be in the same class as you. So, Ning Zhichu casually found an excuse and pulled it over.
The three of them sat in the bunk for a while, and when the bell rang for the first class in the afternoon, they walked together to the class of the second year of high school.
The four classes of the second year of high school liberal arts are separate from the eight classes of the science class, not in the same teaching building, but in the same teaching building as the third year of high school.
In the first week of school, the teachers were very lenient and did not arrange classes, just allowing students to learn independently.
Ning Zhichu and Zhang Jing said goodbye to Wen Youyou at the bend of the corridor, Wen Youyou turned right and walked to the 22nd class of high school that occupied one side alone, while Ning Zhichu and Zhang Jing turned left and turned to the first classroom 11 on the side of the corridor. The first room in the other corridor is the ninth class and the teacher's office.
"Yo, came back with Banhua?"
When Ning Zhichu sat down in his place, Jiang Wanke, the new tablemate, probed his brain.
Ning Zhichu glanced at him and said suspiciously, "Banhua? ”
"That's right, Banhua." Jiang Wanke nodded, and then looked at the back of Zhang Jing who was sitting in the third row of the third group, "I think Zhang Jing is the most beautiful in our class, you see that she not only has a beautiful face, long legs, and very white skin, although she is wearing a school uniform, but we all know that she is beautiful." What, are you patting her in tow? ”
In the end, Jiang Vanke's original righteous appearance turned into an obscene face.
Ning Zhichu was speechless, he knew this Jiang Wanke, when he was a freshman in high school, he was the deputy head of class 6, and his studies were not bad, and he was stable in the top 50 of the year.
Originally, Ning Zhichu felt that he was a person with such good academic performance, and Jiang Wanke looked righteous and awe-inspiring, so he subconsciously thought that Jiang Vanke was the kind of person who was very serious. Unexpectedly, the performance in the past two or three days has really surprised Ning Zhichu. This Jiang Vanke is not only obscene, but also very funny.
"Study hard and make progress every day."
Thinking of this, in order to avoid suffering more 'harm' in the future, Ning Zhichu said with a serious face, "Don't always think about those who don't. We are here to study hard and get admitted to a good university, not to fall in love......"
"Ugh."
At this moment, Jiang Vanke was speechless, silently turned his head away, and nibbled on his physics volume.