Chapter Ninety-Eight

The next day is the day they report the performance, they need to gather in the playground early in the morning, Ling Xiaoxiao and their so-called finale performance small phalanx need to be the first to enter, first be reviewed, and then lined up in the middle of the playground according to the formation, and wait for the other classes to walk past the rostrum, kick the right step, and stand in the designated position, their side will start to perform.

Although the time of military training was only one week, Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the small teams in front of her and found that everyone's mental outlook was very good, but they were all a little darker......

After being beaten for the last time, Ling Xiaoxiao got up from the ground and followed the other students to gather and stand, and the leaders on the stage were ready to start awarding awards according to the usual practice.

The awards are nothing more than what advanced collectives, advanced individuals and the like, the ninth class unexpectedly got the title of advanced class, who made their class the most ruthless, the most people who fell, and the darkest tan.

The advanced individual was awarded to three people, except for Jiang Zizhuo, Dong Zhennan shared the award as the representative of the girl who is not like a girl, and the other lucky person was a tall boy in class six.

"Military training is finally over!" Ling Xiaoxiao rubbed her stomach, which was still a little painful, took off the hat she had worn for a week, rubbed her unkempt hair, and saw the messy shape of others after taking off their hats, and put it on decisively.

"The holiday starts in the afternoon, and I don't require self-study for these two days, so I'm wondering if I should go home once." Dong Zhennan held his chin on the side, thinking seriously.

"Your parents have only been home for a few days, okay?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at her with disdain: "Our brother Zhen's manly character is inseparable from his parents." ”

"Dead girl. Are you looking for a fight? Dong Zhennan's face turned red when she was said, and she raised her hand angrily to greet Ling Xiaoxiao, Ling Xiaoxiao raised her leg and ran to the dormitory, she is not stupid, she now knows that this brother Zhen's fist is always faster than her brain.

In the evening, Ling Xiaoxiao's good relatives visited as scheduled, Dong Zhennan and Nie Wan looked at her angry appearance, and finally knew what she meant by the previous sentence 'Let's talk about it when I can go out', obediently, scared the baby to death.

I lay in my dorm room for two days. The three meals a day are all brought by Brother Zhen, and they help her bring them. The days were comfortable and comfortable, which made Ling Xiaoxiao have an illusion that she had entered the university campus.

When classes officially started, the feeling of idleness and comfort was suddenly gone. There is no entrance test for the eighth middle school. There are no monthly exams in the first year of high school. There are only two mid-term and final exams per semester, but the teachers of each course have the right to arrange their own tests, which makes everyone feel an inexplicable sense of urgency.

Ling Xiaoxiao's life has become like the third year of junior high school again. Wake up early and run in the morning every day, go to class during the day, study at night, and read a book for a while before returning to the dormitory to catch up with the lights out, not only her, but the other three people in the dormitory are also at the same pace of study.

"Xiaoxiao, why do you still wear headphones when you run?" Dong Zhennan couldn't accept this the most, and finally someone ran with her, thinking that she could chat while running to relieve boredom, but as a result, Ling Xiaoxiao took her headphones and memorized another English text by the way......

"You have to make the most of your time, I won't say it, I'm stupid, I don't have to work harder if I'm not as smart as you." Ling Xiaoxiao ignored Dong Zhennan's unhappy little eyes, calmly put on headphones and started to warm up.

"You're very quick every time you quibble, I really don't see where you're stupid."

"That's because reading books, doing questions, and chatting are not the same channel."

Poof, there was laughter behind them, Ling Xiaoxiao and Dong Zhennan followed the sound and looked over, and saw Jiang Zizhuo walking over with a boy who was also very tall, and the boy was covering his mouth and trying to withdraw his smile.

The boy approached and quickly waved his hand to them: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you, it's really funny what you said, I laughed out loud without paying attention." ”

Dong Zhennan's phoenix eyes are slightly small, she knows this guy, this person always sneakily around them during military training: "What should you do when you finish laughing, why go, brother doesn't have time to make you happy." ”

As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao saw Jiang Zizhuo, she kept thinking in her heart that death is emptiness and emptiness is color, trying to ignore the existence of this person, how can she run a step to meet it, when did the campus of No. 8 Middle School become so small?

Yue Pingjun is a person who can't be idle on weekdays, even if you say a hundred words to Jiang Zizhuo, he can't necessarily reply to the previous sentence, he can speak energetically, and now seeing that Dong Zhennan can actually take care of himself, he excitedly pulled her to fight.

Ling Xiaoxiao finished warming up, seeing that Dong Zhennan was chatting happily with the other party, she didn't call her, she glanced at the time, and ran to the runway, the English cassette in the Walkman was the most familiar one she heard, and she could recite many passages when she heard them, so she ran and practiced speaking in a low voice, completely unaware that Jiang Zizhuo was following her a few steps behind.

All morning, Dong Zhennan was running with Yue Pingjun while arguing, but she was very satisfied, she ran with Ling Xiaoxiao for two days in the morning, and the other party either practiced listening or speaking, completely ignoring her existence, or someone was happier to talk with......

When Dong Zhennan came to find Ling Xiaoxiao after running, Ling Xiaoxiao was pressing her legs and stretching, and when she saw her coming, Ling Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and looked at her with a smile: "Isn't it fun to have someone running with you?" ”

Dong Zhennan nodded handsomely: "It's okay, it's better than you anyway, it makes no difference with you or not." ”

"Did you make an appointment to run together tomorrow?" Ling Xiaoxiao changed her leg and continued.

"It's an appointment," Dong Zhennan also raised a long leg and began to stretch: "How do you know." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at her, this girl's face was happy, and her face was still unfinished, and a fool could tell if it was good or not.

"That person looks so stupid, it's still a key class, really." Speaking of Yue Pingjun, Dong Zhennan's tone was obviously disgusted.

"Do you know what range the scores of the people in the key classes are?" Ling Xiaoxiao's military training has been thrown half to death these days, and she has no strength to inquire.

"It should be above 630, it seems to be in the nineties, and the lowest score is also 628,629, anyway, it must be higher than us, otherwise, wouldn't we be in the key class?" Dong Zhennan doesn't have any idea whether it is a key class, as long as she can be admitted to a school in three years.

It's not too early for the two to finish stretching, so they hurried back to the dormitory to pack up and prepare for class, there is a morning class every morning, and the teacher of today's morning class is Liu Yanqing, the head teacher, who is going to be cut late.

"The class representatives of each subject should be elected these days, right? I don't know who to give my homework to after I finish my homework every day, and I feel messy. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao also nodded in agreement, it was a bit messy, now all the homework is collected by several temporary class committee members, and the physics homework is often taken away as chemistry homework, and the language homework is left behind......

On the first day of class, Liu Yanqing rearranged the seats in the class, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't want to sit at the same table with the boys, so she kept pulling Dong Zhennan when she divided the seats, Liu Yanqing didn't force it, the two of them still sat in the original position, but the front and back seats were changed. (To be continued......)