Chapter 415: A War Without Gunpowder
A few families are happy and a few are sad, but this is the position of the head teacher, and no one can disobey it, right? Although everyone was not very happy, they all got up and moved the tables and chairs, Li Anran and Zhao Shun were forced to separate, but they didn't leave too far, Li Anran's table was in the upper right row of Zhao Shun, she sat with the female classmates in the class, but Zhao Shun sat with another girl, and Li Anran looked back a few times. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Zhao Shun and Li Yun, the two happy enemies, were not left, they were still sitting in their original positions, the two of them disliked each other, and said with disgust in their mouths Why don't you leave, but they have a trace of happiness for each other in their hearts.
There are also Jun Yao and Zhang Jiabin, who have been sitting together for ten thousand years, they seem to be destined by God, they have been at the same table since the beginning of the second year of high school, and they have changed their seats four or five times, whether they sit in front or sponge, they are all at the same table!
But it's okay now, Junyao has changed a little bit of his previous habits, he doesn't stay up late, he is a little more serious about studying, and Zhang Jiabin seems to have accepted his fate and is not complaining about anything.
Zhang Jiabin sighed, thinking to himself what kind of bad luck this was, is it necessary to die at the same table with Jun Yao in high school? It's a pity that the head teacher Yang Xiaomin couldn't hear his complaints, and this desire to change seats has been disappointed.
Later, when the two really changed seats once, Zhang Jiabin was a little reluctant.
Cheng Keshu and Wang Huan sat together, the two of them sat in the first row of seats in the second group, which is the position where you can see the front door of the classroom as soon as you come in.
Cheng Keshu frowned, didn't say anything, lowered her head and sorted out the stacked books, and occasionally glanced at Su Can who was sitting with others.
His seat had been told by Cheng Keshu just now, so Su Can didn't see who his tablemate was, moved the table and chair to the position under the ceiling fan in the middle, and was about to fall asleep when he was patted on the shoulder, raised his head, and found that it was Luo Xi.
She asked someone to come over with a table and chair, with small tiger teeth still showing at the corners of her mouth, and smiled at Su Can.
"Huh? What a coincidence. Su Can was surprised, and then got up to help Luo Xi come over and carry the table.
"What a coincidence? Don't you know? Luo Xi turned around to get a stool, and came back through the crowded aisle and said to Su Can: "We are sitting together again, old tablemates." β
Su Can lowered his voice and said, "Yes." β
Luo Xi smiled, "It's like being a thief." β
The classroom was stumbling for a while, and when Yang Xiaomin came to inspect, it was completely quiet, but as soon as Yang Xiaomin left, he began to make a fuss again, Su Can did not speak, and the focus of his eyes was Cheng Keshu's position.
Luo Xi poked his arm with his hand and said to Su Can: "Do you know, the third round of review in the third year of high school has begun for almost half a month, and a cousin of mine said that the previous joint examination of the eight schools replaced the final exam, and the science class exam was good, but the results of the liberal arts class exam were very poor, and there were several class teachers of the liberal arts class who were criticized, and then it was the third model, and the end of the three models was the college entrance examination in July, and when they finished the exam, we should also enter the third year of high school." β
Su Can looked at Luo Xi seriously and said, "Those who should come will always come." β
Su Can heard no less than her about the news in the third year of high school, and heard some students whispering that a boy in the science class of the third year of high school had almost not slept all night, and he was too nervous, and he might even have to play abnormally, but after all, he is a top student, and he is also a seedling secretly circled in the teacher's heart, as long as the mentality is good, it is no problem to be admitted to a famous school.
As the three models are getting closer and closer, the college entrance examination is coming, especially those in the third year of high school, you will find that the originally naΓ―ve boys will suddenly become calm, the girls will become very quiet, and the naughty and lawless students will also become responsible, the classroom will be less noisy and noisy, and there will be no idle figures in the corridors, everyone is moving towards a goal, forward, forward, and again.
Whoever can hold out until the end will win this war, this is a war without gunpowder, there is no soldier to fight, there is no blood, there is no artillery fire, but the fierceness of this competition is no less than the real war.
Of course, that was only a small group of students, and more of a trend towards the opposite of things, and many classrooms in the third year of high school began to be empty.
At this time, many poor students in the third year of high school began to skip classes frantically or simply stopped studying, because they knew that they would never be able to study in college, and people were panicked, and the emergence of the newly opened McDonald's made many students want to try it.
Not only the third year of high school, but even the second year of high school have been infected with this atmosphere, not every class is the same as the same class, many classes of students have their own ideas and plans, some from the science class to the liberal arts class, some from the liberal arts class to the science class, the teachers also acquiesced.
Like other classes, there are also a lot of repeaters and transfer students, who are more or less rebellious and inferior, making the students in the original class a little out of place with them.
There are also some students who are related households, and some teachers will always tutor those children who are related, which is equivalent to resource deviation, and for ordinary students, they are not so enthusiastic.
There are people everywhere who are panicking, there are a lot of review questions, and the test papers are not sent out with money, but people's hearts are empty, maybe because of avoidance, maybe because of the fear of the future college entrance examination.
For example, Zhang Jiabin doesn't know which small bookstore he rented a lot of martial arts novels, and he read seven or eight books a day, sometimes staying up late at night to read novels until two or three o'clock, getting up in the morning to read classes early and sleeping on his stomach, and continuing to read novels when he woke up, but the more this is the case, the more unsteady his heart becomes, and even other slightly better subjects are abandoned.
Novel this mental poison. The charm of the product is endless, and later not only Zhang Jiabin is like this, but there are more and more four or five people in the class who are in the novel, and those girls who are empty in their hearts also look like romance novels, and their crazy appearance is not much worse than that of the boys.
Su Can originally wanted to say something after seeing it, but he couldn't say anything.
In the end, Cheng Keshu confiscated a large number of novels and books, but did not tell the head teacher, but called out those who read the novels and held a short meeting, so that the situation improved slightly, but it also had little effect.
Martial arts romance novels, CD-ROM game rooms, newly opened KFC, etc., are enough to give those students who are empty in their hearts a sense of short-term satisfaction, but that thing is like mental poison. The product is just drinking doves to quench thirst.
What makes Su Can unforgettable to this day is that in the later days, Zhang Jiabin was still restless, and the bloody wound on his finger with a cola pull ring was shocking.
Every year, under the bridge of the college entrance examination, tens of millions of students struggle in the abyss of despair and find relief in a desperate situation! (To be continued.) )