Chapter 12: Classes
The next day was a normal class, Yang Mianmian changed her old schoolbag, the pen was half used, and the book was also old, considering that her popularity in the class was more special, it was better not to risk them being destroyed.
The mountain bike is full of vitality early in the morning: "Good morning~~\(β§β½β¦)/~ Be happy today!" β
What a lively little girl, I really don't know how its original owner was willing to sell her. Yang Mianmian thought so, and stopped at the place where the sauce and fragrant cakes were sold, the cakes were a bit expensive, only a quarter of a piece, she hesitated for a long time, but she still went to the stall next door to buy baked cakes with tears in her eyes.
"Do you want a dollar for soy milk?" The uncle who sold the cake asked.
Yang Mianmian took the hot flatbread: "Don't." "She has the carton of milk that Jing Chu bought, which can be drunk for a month!
Considering that she might be hungry, she still bought a few big steamed buns in the bun shop and stuffed them into her schoolbag, and ate half of them when she was hungry during class, and she also had lunch.
She arrived at half-past seven o'clock, when everyone in the class had arrived, and was already reciting or preparing for homework, but she sat down unhurriedly and ate the flatbread, and went to pour a glass of warm water, and the milk to be drunk when she was hungry.
At 7:40, Xiao Xiaowen took the English book to the podium to read, this is the practice of their class, 20 minutes in the morning to read English or Chinese, one round a day, today is English, Xi Xiaowen is the representative of the English class, so I have already read the first text and go up to read it.
Read the words first, then the text.
Yang Mianmian put the book up, pulled a piece of paper and wiped the table, although someone cleaned it yesterday, it was still dirty, and she wiped it several times before wiping it clean.
Of course, Ji Xiaowen saw her small movements, and unhappily wiped the blackboard on the podium: "Yang Mianmian, you are deserting." β
"It's your business." Yang Mianmian was annoyed by her, so she simply snapped the book and began to disagree.
Ji Xiaowen was so angry that her face turned white: "Squad leader, remember her name quickly!" β
Zheng Jiamin tried to calm things down: "The teacher is coming." β
"Do you remember?" Ji Xiaowen was furious, "Do you still want to protect her?" β
Zheng Jiamin had no choice but to take out the discipline book and write a sentence: "On September 1, Yang Mianmian deserted in the morning self-study. β
Yang Mianmian didn't take it seriously at all, everyone was afraid of the teachers, for fear that they would call them to the office for education when they saw the content of the book.
But she doesn't care, as long as she doesn't make a big mistake, the school won't expel the student, it's nothing if she violates the law, and the teacher's big weapon "calling parents" is useless to her at all.
Is it stupid to read early? Why did she have a nerve with her.
The first math lesson, distracted.
In the second English lesson, continue to wander.
In the third Chinese class, she was about to fall asleep.
There was a twenty-minute break between the third and fourth periods, Yang Mianmian stretched, tore the bag of milk and drank it in his mouth, and by the way, spread out his math homework, dug out a pen from the pencil case, and brushed it to write.
At the beginning of the school year, her homework was only the content of the after-class exercises and workbooks, and she finished all of them in the fourth physics class.
The fifth period was chemistry class, and Yang Mianmian really fell asleep this time.
The teacher of the chemistry class is surnamed Xu, a lady in her thirties, dressed neatly and neatly, and she speaks very well in class, she likes to walk around below while talking, and as a result, she wandered to Yang Mianmian's side, and saw that her pen was moving, but it was completely a ghost drawing, and people were nodding like chickens pecking rice.
She knocked on the table like a warning, Yang Mianmian was startled, opened her eyes blankly, looked at Teacher Xu and obediently continued to write notes, and as soon as she walked away, she put down her pen and continued to wander.
Teacher Xu is also a little helpless, she taught their class last year, she knows how good Yang Mianmian's grades are, and people don't necessarily work hard in class.
This is probably the smartest student she's ever seen.
After finishing five classes in the morning, everyone coaxed down the stairs to go to the cafeteria to eat, Yang Mianmian took out the cold steamed buns, poured a cup of hot water, and broke them into small pieces to eat.
This is not a long-term solution, it is not good to have no money around her, Yang Mianmian decided that she should still find a part-time job to do, they got out of class at half past five, and started evening self-study at half past six, even if she didn't study on her own, her work time could only be controlled at about seven o'clock, and it was just right to go to about ten o'clock or eleven o'clock in the evening.
But if you want to work, you have to write all the homework first.
Class ended at eleven forty, but not everyone went to eat, and there were many good students who worked hard to write their homework, and a soft girl came over and asked cautiously: "I haven't finished my physics notes, can you borrow them from me?" β
Yang Mianmian generously borrowed her own notebook.
The soft girl's happy smile froze on her face before it could be unfolded - Yang Mianmian's physics notes were only half a page, and she memorized two formulas and a step that I don't know which question.
"No, no?" The other party was very surprised.
Yang Mianmian stuffed the steamed bun into her mouth and patted the crumbs: "I remember messy, show me your notes." β
The soft girl hesitated to hand over her notebook, Yang Mianmian glanced at it, knowing that she had forgotten the steps to solve an example problem, and stretched out her hand: "Pen." β
The soft girl handed her the pen, and Yang Mianmian brushed and brushed to help her finish the unfinished steps: "Okay." β
Other: "+_+ You remember it all?" β
Yang Mianmian didn't want to hit ordinary humans, so she comforted her: "It's easy to remember the key." β
The girl walked away in a daze.
Yang Mianmian began to answer questions, physics and chemistry are not difficult, and the amount of questions is not large, at her speed, one noon time is enough.
Twelve to half past one was nap time, and Yang Mianmian fell asleep on his arm on time.
After class at half past five, Yang Mianmian stuffed all her homework and books into the desk, ready to pack up her things and leave, when she was sorting out her schoolbag, the girl at the back table poked her back with a pen: "Mianmian, borrow me a pair of homework later?" β
This is her more familiar old classmate, her name is Lu Jiali, her grades hovered around twenty in the class, and she had no chance with the circle of good students, but the students in their middle had their own circle, and after accidentally learning that Yang Mianmian did not have the arrogance of those good students of Xiaowen and Zhang Qiao, she often asked her to borrow homework and notes.
Yang Mianmian didn't reply: "Take it yourself, don't get it off for me." β
"You're done with math?" Lu Jiali was a little surprised, "You've made all the expansions?" β
Their workbook is the most difficult one, so the difficulty of the extended exercises after the basic exercises is very murderous, and it is appropriate to abuse one or two classes in the evening self-study.
"It's already done." Isn't it just two more turns, what's so difficult? Yang Mianmian snorted and threw the schoolbag on his shoulder, "I'm leaving." β
Lu Jiali hurriedly took her exercise book, and another girl next to her also came over to see: "She's done?" β
Yang Mianmian's problem-solving steps are omitted, only a few formulas and steps for scoring are written, and all the others are calculated in one step, or the whole process is written as a string, and those who are a little sluggish still can't understand her problem-solving method.
Fortunately, no one planned to copy it, and Lu Jiali was ready to do it herself and then follow the answer, and recalculate it if it was not correct.
Yes, she just took Yang Mianmian's answer as a standard answer, if it was different from the standard answer, it must be that the answer was misprinted.
Yang Mianmian, who learned the aura bonus of the gods, went to say hello to the old man first, and then rode around his house to see if he could find any place to recruit workers.
Fortunately, she found a convenience store two streets away from her own community, it turned out that the female student who worked the night shift returned to her hometown after graduating from college, and there was a shortage of manpower, Yang Mianmian quickly negotiated with the shopkeeper, and came to work the night shift at seven o'clock every night, and got off work at half past eleven.
Working in a convenience store is also a very hard thing, with a large amount of labor and low wages, only 50 yuan a day, but this 50 yuan can already ensure Yang Mianmian's daily needs.
If she can spend ten yuan a day on food, it is already a very luxurious, and with this part-time job, she can drink soy milk and eat eggs every day.
Now her height is only 1.6 meters, she is too congested, she thinks that even if she doesn't have 1.7 meters, she hopes to have 1.68 meters! Also, because she has always been malnourished, she only has a chest of A, which is really a sad reality.
When passing by the small supermarket next to the community, she heard the sign of "Jiajia Supermarket" shouting loudly: "Mianmian, come in and take a look, there is a discount today, but it is cheap!" β
Yang Mianmian hurriedly grabbed the brake, jumped out of the car and wanted to rush in, the mountain bike was anxious: "Mianmian, lock!" β
Yang Mianmian turned back and locked the car, jumped into the supermarket, everyone was very familiar with her, and enthusiastically helped her show the way: "Buy one get one free for Coke and orange juice, instant noodles and ham biscuits are half price!" β
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Mianmian came out with a super large bag, the car basket was too small, she could only pick the heaviest drink and put it in, and the rest were stuffed into the schoolbag, fortunately there were no books in her schoolbag, it was just empty.
At eight o'clock, when the lights of every household were turned on, Yang Mianmian boiled hot water to cook instant noodles, if the instant noodles could be put in the microwave for a few minutes, and then a ham would be delicious in the world, she also poured herself a glass of Coke, and sat in front of the TV while watching the drama and eating instant noodles.
After so many busy days, it's a rare day to take a break, "I'll be back late tomorrow." Thinking of her part-time job, Yang Mianmian said hello to the family, "It's nearby." β
"You have to be careful."
"Be careful when you come back alone at night."
"Touch it."
Yang Mianmian thought that if such a life could go on forever, although it was hard, it would not be bad.
She was naΓ―ve, though.