How should you spend your junior year of high school?

Is it the small satisfaction of being able to breathe a sigh of relief when you are suffocated by the overwhelming review materials that you can't breathe, or a certain girl who is pregnant with spring hides the melancholy in her heart, shakes her shoulders, collects her mood, and strides forward with a smile, or meets a girl with a crush on the corner of the corridor, that ponytail, that wisp of smile, like sunshine, to accompany her through the last year of high school, until the wild grass on the end of the world blooms in her heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Su Can's senior year of high school has never been able to do morning exercises like the sophomore year of high school, they must go to work as usual, the blue ocean students standing in the playground stretch their immature bodies, with the broadcast of the times calling, to welcome the golden sunshine, sometimes there will be a group of people who don't want to do morning exercises, hiding in the toilet in twos and threes.

At this time, Li Dacang or Lao Song would take a group of fierce student union cadres to pull out the group of boys who didn't do morning exercises from the men's toilet like dogs in the old days, and give a lesson to them, and then criticize them by name on the school broadcast, and the boys who were named were full of shame.

A certain great man said that Su Can is the sun at eight o'clock in the morning, the future pillars of the motherland, full of energy, vigorous and upward, exuding the light of youth, and Liu Lei is particularly conspicuous among the rows of students who stretch their bodies and do chest expansion exercises, and then kick their calves with the shaking of the kicking movement, which highlights his tall figure.

"Su Can, what did you say was the sunflower that you ordered in the morning?"

"That's still a sunflower."

Liu Lei pursed his mouth, and suddenly remembered that when he was studying in the morning, Li Yun asked him what the sunflowers were in the morning.

In fact, what Li Yun wants to say, he understands that it means that Liu Lei should study hard, even though he is a sports student, he should not put down his cultural achievements, and he must grasp both hands, so that he can be foolproof.

However, Liu Lei did not understand the meaning of Li Yun's subtext, because he was not a person who was good at figuring out people's minds.

"The tall classmate over there has a good morning exercise!" There was a school leader wearing glasses who spoke, and the person he was referring to was Liu Lei, who told him to be so much taller than others.

Liu Lei hurriedly restrained his lazy appearance, and seriously followed the radio gymnastics, several people next to him looked at him, and Li Yun, who was in the third row in front of Liu Lei's left, secretly turned around, rolled his eyes and glared at him, and then turned back, with a ponytail jumping lightly.

Liu Lei sighed lightly, and lowered his head and said nothing.

Cheng Keshu, who was wearing a ponytail and wearing a loose school uniform, stood in front of a class of students to lead the exercise, meticulous, not only the boys in her class looked at her, but also the boys in other classes looked at her secretly.

Cheng Keshu has always been a legend in the second middle school, this kind of person is not the same world as them, except for Su Can, everyone else is a passerby, there was originally a legendary goddess senior sister in the third year of high school who suppressed her, and after the senior sister graduated, Cheng Xianzi was no longer indisputably the most temperamental girl in the school.

If you just compare her appearance, Cheng Keshu is not as stunning as Su Xiaoxiao, just a beautiful and indifferent ponytail girl, but in a more comprehensive way, those who are better looking than her are not as good as her in studying, and those who are better than her are not as good as her temperament, and they are better than her in learning...... I don't think there are many.

In addition to the cold and abrupt indifference, no one dared to approach her, so everyone looked at her through time to see how such a fairy girl walked out of the backward town and wore the stars and the moon to draw a brilliant scene.

Several classes in the morning were occupied by the math teacher He Jun.

Dragging the classroom has always been the only magic weapon for teachers to deal with students, basically the lines of teachers in all subjects are almost the same, 'I will be a minute', 'I will never delay this class'...... But it's often the nonsense that the teacher just opens up.

The old man Yan, who teaches Chinese class, asked for leave to take care of her at home because of the illness of his wife at home, and the students in the first class of the third year of high school collectively cheered, thinking that they could escape the boring Chinese class, but they didn't expect the math teacher to hold a bunch of math papers that exuded ink fragrance falling from the sky, and he smiled and announced that the four classes in the morning would belong to her.

The first class of the third year of high school collectively turned on their backs.

"I can hide from language, but I can't hide from mathematics, alas, this life!" Zhang Jiabin was still lamenting the impermanence of life fate, so he was given the stage by Mr. He Jun, who had baby fat on his cheeks, and stood under the blackboard to make a simple recursive formula.

"He can't do it if I bet five cents." Liu Lei said to Jun Yao who was sitting next to him.

"I don't bet ...... you"

Liu Lei, isn't this a win! Jun Yao doesn't know Zhang Jiabin yet, he is the same table for ten thousand years, and he knows that this product has never reviewed mathematics at all, or his mathematics books are still new, and the cover is not even written with his name.

Of course, Jun Yao is also fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, and the two of them are half a catty and eight taels.

However, Zhang Jiabin's geography, politics, history and other essays are good, and it can be said that he has serious bias.

Sure enough, Zhang Jiabin stood on it and pondered for three minutes, seemingly thinking about the process of solving the problem of this recursive general formula, but in fact, his mind was blank.

In the end, in the midst of a boo, He Jun shook his head and called back to his seat, but Zhang Jiabin didn't have any shame, after all, he was an old fritter who had experienced a hundred battles, and his face was comparable to the city wall.

Liu Lei was still grinning at Zhang Jiabin, but he didn't expect to be called up in the next second, there were only a few active troublemakers in the class, He Jun could hear which guy was laughing with his eyes closed, some people don't like to study, and they know that they honestly sit in the back row and sleep with their heads covered, but troublemakers like Liu Lei are the most headaches for He Jun and other teachers, but he is thicker than Zhang Jiabin, you say that a few words from him are simply left ears in and out of right ears, if you call him to the office, maybe he will be honest for a few days, But after a few days, it will be a solid cute, or how do you say that? He just humbly admits his mistakes and resolutely refuses to change.

He Jun also has a headache, this group of lawless troublemakers can only be suppressed by Yang Xiaomin, and the other teachers don't pay attention to them at all, and now after a new class teacher, they are even more lawless, and they are about to make trouble in the heavenly palace.

In the office, He Jun complained a little in the office as usual, and Mr. Cui, who had always been scathing, said that they were just because of the lack of homework, and Ling Zhenzhen, the old man who walked into the office, shook his head when he heard this, and went out again with his hands behind his back. (To be continued.) )