The road repair project of Fenghezhuang is in full swing, it is summer, the sun is fierce, the cement slurry has just been paved on the ground and lost most of the moisture, after a few hours of exposure, it suddenly became a solid cement road.

The days are busy, and the new semester is coming in the blink of an eye.

The third year of junior high school is an important period, Jiangchun Town is a small town, and the teacher resources are limited, so in order to allow more students to enter high school smoothly, the school leaders of Jiangchun Middle School can be described as painstaking.

One of the ways to do this is to set up key classes and regular classes, so that students with excellent grades are concentrated in the same class, and the best teacher resources are used on these students to ensure the promotion rate.

Although this is a bit unfair to students in the regular class, it is the only and most effective way to ensure a progression rate.

Fortunately, these students who were born in the countryside didn't have much thought, and they were only slightly disappointed when they were placed in the ordinary class, and they still studied hard after that.

Although it is divided into key classes and ordinary classes, because of the limited teacher resources, the teachers of each subject need to take charge of several classes at the same time, that is to say, the same teachers teach the ordinary class and the key class.

In the second year of junior high school, several friends who were in the same class as Lin Zichen entered the key class, but Ye Xiaomei and Liu Xuehua stayed in the ordinary class because of a few points. However, the two were not discouraged, and constantly improved their grades and became the best in the ordinary class.

Because of their busy studies, Lin Zichen and Li Weiwei's intersection with the two has gradually decreased.

At this time, in the quiet classroom of the third and fourth classes of junior high school, every student is doing the exercises in hand with their heads down.

The originally spacious classroom was equipped with more than 30 tables and chairs, each of which was filled with books, and the gap between the desks and the front of the desks was not very wide, just enough to accommodate one person to sit down, and a slightly fat person was a little squeezed.

The shiny blackboard was densely packed with many test questions, which were all learning resources that school leaders were trying to get from other schools.

At this time, computers and networks have just sprouted in developed big cities, and people in remote mountainous areas don't even know what computers are, and it is impossible to get more learning resources through the Internet as they will in the future.

The school cannot print a large number of learning materials for students, so they can only write the exercises on the blackboard and let the students copy them down and then do the questions.

Lin Zichen shook his sour right hand, turned around and asked, "Have you copied all the previous questions?" I erased it when I copied it. ”

All kinds of voices under the podium immediately sounded, and the copied students signaled that Lin Zichen could erase them, and the students who did not finish the copied hurriedly sped up the speed in their hands, and asked Lin Zichen to give a few minutes of grace.

"Wait, wait, right away."

"Give me a few more minutes."

Lin Zichen didn't rush, stood on the side of the blackboard and waited quietly, taking a break by the way.

A test paper, copied a lesson, only the last few big questions remained.

"Alright."

"Alright, it's time to wipe it."

A few voices came one after another below, Lin Zichen glanced at the whole class, and when he saw that they had all stopped writing, he picked up a chalk brush to erase the question on the left side of the blackboard and re-copied the new topic.

Lin Zichen's blackboard writing is very neat and beautiful. When wiping the blackboard on duty, Lin Zichen took a piece of chalk and wrote a few words on the blackboard, that is, the unintentional words were seen by the head teacher, and since then, the copying of each test paper has fallen on Lin Zichen's body.

The other students in the class laughed and said that Lin Zichen had met Bole, otherwise no one would have known that her blackboard writing was so good.

Many people's handwriting is good, but it doesn't mean that the blackboard handwriting can also be good-looking. Because the blackboard is upright, writing on it depends on the dexterity of the wrist. The blackboard is not small, standing in front of the blackboard, there is a blind spot in the line of sight, and if you don't pay attention to it, you can't write a straight line.

Lin Zichen picked up a new piece of chalk, waved his arm, and copied it with a brush.

After writing the last word, Lin Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to his seat without even looking at the exercises on the blackboard.

After taking a lot of food in the space, Lin Zichen's height has grown a lot, and standing in the crowd can be regarded as a standout, so her seat is also arranged in the back rows.

"Zichen, it's hard work, come on, I'll pinch your arm." Li Weiwei copied very quickly, and as soon as Lin Zichen returned to his seat, Li Weiwei also put down the pen.

The two were on and off the table, and Lin Zichen unceremoniously stretched out his right hand to Li Weiwei.

Lin Zichen narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, "Hmm, the hand strength is good, there is a reward." ”

Lin Zichen's sentence was rewarded, which made the students at the upper and lower tables laugh out loud.

Li Weiwei didn't mind, and learned from the maid in the TV series and replied, "Thank you for the reward." ”

"Hahaha!" Hearing this, the crowd burst out laughing.

Li Hui wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Why are you two so funny, and you are still playing the role of a mother." ”

"Cut, no sense of humor at all." Li Weiwei pouted and rolled her eyes at Li Hui.

Liang Jingchuan also slapped Li Hui on the shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "It's just that the level of appreciation is too low." ”

Li Hui retorted, "I have a low level of appreciation, didn't you just laugh from ear to ear." ”

Gu Mingze glanced at the two of them with a smile and shook his head slightly.

The other students in the class looked at the people in the corner, and their eyes revealed a hint of envy.

Gu Mingze's group of people are the best students in the class, and they usually play well, and they can be said to be supported by everyone in the class.

The brain is flexible, the academic performance is good, and the ability to have fun when it is time to have fun is indeed the envy of many students in the class with low academic performance.

Gu Mingze, Lin Zichen and the others didn't know that unconsciously, their group of people had become the core of the entire class, and their words had a strong influence in the class.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the head teacher would let the group of them sit in a corner.

"There's a physical education class in the afternoon, so let's have a basketball game." Liang Jingchuan, who is a member of the sports committee, excitedly mentioned yì.

No matter how heavy the learning tasks in the third year of junior high school, the school also arranges physical education classes, which is to hope that students can combine work and rest.

"Okay, what's the comparison?" Li Weiwei also looked at Liang Jingchuan with interest.

Liang Jingchuan didn't expect to make such a comparison for a while, scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and looked at Lin Zichen and Gu Mingze for help.

Lin Zichen smiled and said nothing, taking advantage of the ten minutes between classes to copy the test questions.

Gu Mingze replied, "Since you mentioned it, it's up to you to decide how to compare it naturally." ”

"Huh?" Liang Jingchuan frowned in annoyance.

Li Weiwei pointed to herself, signaling Liang Jingchuan to discuss with her, Liang Jingchuan sighed for a while, and finally "cried" and lay on Li Hui's shoulder.

Li Weiwei saw that Liang Jingchuan didn't notice her hint at all, her expression darkened, and she sat on the seat with her head down and drew indiscriminately with a pen.

Except for Lin Zichen who discovered Li Weiwei's gloom, no one else noticed Li Weiwei's strange appearance.

"Li Hui, my life is miserable, even Mingze won't help me."

Li Hui patted Liang Jingchuan's shoulder casually, "Mmmmmm, brother's day mourning, some things are innate, and envy can't be envied." ”

As soon as Liang Jingchuan heard this, he pushed Li Hui away and "scolded": "You kid, this is scolding me for being stupid in disguise, right?" ”

Li Hui spread his hands and said indifferently: "You said it yourself, I didn't say it." ”

"Hey, I'm going to duel you." Liang Jingchuan also played a pretend game, grabbed Li Hui's neck and made a fuss.

Li Hui was not to be outdone, the two "fought" like this, and Lin Zichen and others who watched shook their heads, but their eyes were full of smiles.

Lin Zichen glanced at a few friends beside him, and then frowned, "Ah Xia, I'll wash my hands, do you want to go together?" ”

Lin Axia, who was deep in thought, woke up and hurriedly responded: "Oh, oh, yes, yes." ”

Everyone saw Lin Axia's strange appearance, and was about to ask, but was stopped by Lin Zichen's look.

Lin Zichen pulled Lin Axia out of the classroom and walked towards the faucet at the other end of the campus.

Lin Zichen saw that Lin Axia was even distracted by walking, and asked worriedly, "Axia, what's wrong with you?" Why can't I give up all day? ”

"Huh? Oh. No, it's fine. Lin Axia's hesitant appearance makes people feel that something is wrong.

Lin Zichen's footsteps stopped, and he looked straight at Lin Axia, "You see that you don't believe what you say, how can you lie to me, just say anything, maybe we can help, even if we can't help, we can help you analyze it!" ”

"That's right, you're holding it in your heart like this, and we're worried about it." Li Weiwei, who came later, also looked at Lin Axia with a worried face.

Lin Axia looked at her two friends who were very concerned about her, and her eyes suddenly turned red, which frightened Li Weiwei at a loss.

"Oh, why do you cry when you're so good, don't cry, you don't know, you still think I'm bullying you."

Li Weiwei hurriedly tried to find a tissue to wipe Lin Axia's tears, and after searching all the pockets on her body, she found that there was not a single tissue.

Lin Axia looked at Li Weiwei's hurried appearance, and laughed very unkindly.

Lin Zichen pinched Lin Axia's nose speechlessly, "You, you're still laughing." ”

"Hehehe, I, didn't I see Weiwei so funny!" Lin Axia whispered a defense.

"Being able to laugh shows that things are not hopeless." Lin Axia burst into tears and laughed, and Li Weiwei was also relieved.

Lin Zichen pulled Lin Axia to sit down under the shade of a few people, and said, "Say, what did you do unhappy?" ”

Lin Axia took a deep breath and carefully said the words hidden in her heart.

After listening to the beginning and end of the matter, Li Weiwei's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Lin Zichen was okay and comforted Lin Axia a few words, but he was thinking about how to help Lin Axia.

Lin Axia didn't expect Lin Zichen and Li Weiwei to really help her, but after saying the words in her heart, the whole person was much more relaxed. R1152