After finding their class in the class list, Ling Xin and the two held hands and went straight to their classroom. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The classrooms in the fourth middle school are actually easy to find, after walking up the stairs from the hall on the first floor, the second floor is the classroom of the first level of junior high school, similarly, the third floor is the classroom of the second year of junior high school, the fourth floor is the classroom of the third year of junior high school, and then go up is the computer room, music room and other classrooms.

The first and third classes of the two are also on the second floor, and they only need to go up the stairs and turn a corner.

When Ling Xin and the two held hands and turned the corner unhurriedly, the first thing that caught their eyes was not the class card of the first and third classes of junior high school, but the president of the high school basketball club with a dark complexion under the door number.

"Chief Xu, aren't you from high school? Why did you come here? Ling Xin walked over and asked.

Although the junior high school and the high school belong to the same Jiangming No. 4 Middle School, the junior high school and the high school are generally not allowed to "visit" each other's classrooms if they have nothing to ask for.

"Oh, Sister Xiaoxin, I'm waiting for you."

"Senior Ling Hao is a senior I respect very much, if Sister Xiaoxin has anything to ask for, just come to the basketball club to find me, or go to the second and fifth classes of the third floor of the teaching building opposite to find me." Xu Li said and pointed sideways to the high school teaching building facing the window. At this time, Xu Li smiled shyly, not at all like the constant roaring and jumping on the basketball court.

"Okay, then I'll trouble the seniors to take care of it later." Smiled while waving his hand and watched Xu Li's figure disappear around the corner, before turning around and pulling up the quiet hand that had been waiting for him just now and entered the classroom.

"Brother Hao's friend?" Tranquility asked, tilting her head.

"Well, the senior of the basketball club."

After the two entered the classroom, they met an acquaintance again in a corner of the classroom by the window.

"Jiang Yu? Ning Zetao? Are you two in this class too? Ling Xin asked in surprise, after all, she was still more willing to face familiar people than to contact strangers.

Ling Xin sat down in the seat in front of them, and Tranquility sat down to Ling Xin's right as a matter of course.

"It's a pity, as long as Ah Tao is in this class, I am in the second class next door." Jiang Yu couldn't hide the look of disappointment on his face.

"It's okay, Yu, isn't your classroom next door? You can come and play with me often, huh? Ning Zetao put his hand on Jiang Yu's shoulder and comforted.

"Well, okay, I'll be here often." Jiang Yu smiled and patted his friend's hand on his shoulder, but his eyes secretly aimed in the other direction.

It was almost class time, and Jiang Yu also left and returned to his classroom.

Because most of the people in the classroom didn't know each other, the seats at the two tables next to each other, except for two people like Ling Xin who knew each other sitting together, were mostly occupied by the person who came first, and the other side was empty. After all, most people don't have the same reason to share a table with someone they don't know well. It wasn't until near the start of class that the half-empty seats were "filled" by those who arrived one after another.

And Ning Zetao's table mate was also late at this time.

Ning Zetao, a tall and thin tablemate named Wang Yuan, just politely greeted Ning Zetao when he sat down at the beginning, and then lowered his head and flipped through the comics he took out of his schoolbag, looking like an otaku who is not good at interacting with people.

As the class bell rang, the homeroom teacher also stepped on the bell, and the originally noisy classroom quickly quieted down as the homeroom teacher walked onto the podium.

"My name is Ou Ling, and I will be your homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher for the next year." Ou Ling, the head teacher, should be about thirty years old, wearing a sports casual suit, and after walking into the classroom, he took out the chalk directly from the chalk box on the podium, and wrote his name on the blackboard.

The homeroom teacher simply introduced herself and gathered the students downstairs because the orientation meeting was about to be held in the Assembly Hall.

said that it was an orientation meeting, but in fact, Ling Xin felt that the coming and going was nothing more than a few teachers, principals and student representatives, taking turns to speak on stage, and the content of the speech was nothing more than "welcome new students", "hope that new students will make progress in the new school" and the like, at most tell an inspirational story.

Anyway, throughout the orientation school meeting, Ling Xin slept soundly on the side of the quiet after arriving at the venue.

After the orientation meeting, Mr. Ou, the homeroom teacher who returned to the classroom again, moved a stool and sat in a corner of the podium, signaling the students to start the traditional program of the first class of the new students - self-introduction.

Whether it is elementary school, junior high school, high school, or even some universities, when you arrive at a new class, the first class is this kind of self-introduction, in the "traditional link" of self-introduction, you can get to know each other more quickly and integrate into the new group faster. Another function is to introduce yourself or recommend class cadres.

Generally, class leaders are selected by teachers based on their grades and other aspects, or they are voted for by classmates. But at the beginning of the school year, everyone is not familiar enough, and it is still far from the first small exam, so the class cadres during this period of time are generally selected randomly. It's a big deal, if the teachers and classmates are not satisfied, they can change it in the future.

After all, there is still a need for class cadres to maintain all kinds of chores in the class, even if the teacher nods casually, he will decide on the candidate in this first class. However, in this world, everyone still likes the "official position" of the class cadres very much, when, what position to hold, these will be written into the graduation resume of junior high school, although these things are dispensable, but when you go out to find a job in the future, in the face of competitors with the same strength, your resume is full of "work experience", which is also an advantage, isn't it.

Of course, at this time, they are still a group of children, and they still can't understand these advantages of "after work in the future", and the motives that prompt them to be cadres on duty are often very simple, such as now this little fat man who is introducing himself on the podium is recommending himself and wants to fight for the position of squad leader.

"Hello everyone, my name is Wang Yifan, my hobby is football and I like to read some magazines, here I want to fight for the position of class leader, it can allow me to accumulate some work experience in organizing activities, and at the same time to help everyone and enrich myself, so I think this position is very meaningful."

There are so many reasons to win over class cadres, and some are even to make their parents more capital when they show off......

When it was Ling Xin's turn, Ling Xin lowered her head and thought about the wording after coming to the stage, and walked out of the aisle from behind Tranquility.

Ling Xin, who was seriously looking down at the ground and walking, was about to take the next step forward with her left foot, but suddenly her left foot tripped uncontrollably over her right foot, and then her brain went blank......

"Smack!" The eyes of the people in the class were focused on the girl who had been lying on the ground for a long time and had not gotten up. Just listening to the crisp sound, you know that this blow must be very strong.

"Woo~Pain, pain, pain~" Ling Xin covered her rapidly reddened forehead with one hand and sat up in a duck sitting position.

Maybe it was because she fell too much and got used to it, this time Ling Xin just sat on the ground with her forehead covered for a few seconds and then got up, and the homeroom teacher, who had already stood up and was about to come over to help her, could only sit back again.

Feeling the focused gaze in the classroom, Ling Xin silently recited "They are all turnips", and walked up to the podium with a red forehead with one hand, but I don't know if it was because of the fall or the eyes of the classmates, Ling Xin's fair cheeks also began to flush at this time.

"Ahem!" He put down the small hand that was covering his forehead, clenched it into a fist, put it to his mouth, and coughed to calm down his embarrassment.

"My name is Ling Xin, what are my hobbies~mm~" Ling Xin, who was standing on the edge of the podium, tilted her head and thought seriously.

"Does sleep count?" Maybe I didn't think it was right, so I changed it immediately......

"I don't have any hobbies, I play basketball once in a while."

At the end of the first class's self-introduction, Ling Xin's name was mentioned again.

It was a girl with a high ponytail,

"Here I would like to recommend Ling Xin as our study committee, in our sixteenth elementary school, who doesn't know 'Xin Baobao'?" This Liu Qian is obviously also a student who graduated from the sixteenth elementary school, and Ling Xin only knows a few people around her, but in fact, she can be regarded as a public figure in the sixteenth elementary school.

"That's right, I didn't expect to be lucky enough to be in the same class as Ling Xin!" There were also a few classmates in the class who also graduated from 16th elementary school and couldn't help but echo it.

In the end, Ling Xin also agreed, after all, this is also her "old business", and it is very convenient to brush points.