It was Saturday again, and there were only two classes in the afternoon, and the students left the classroom one after another. The boys played with basketballs or soccer balls in their arms, while the girls laughed and talked with their shoulders on their backs. Soon only the lonely Zhicheng was left in the classroom, and the classroom of Nuoda became empty, as quiet as a cathedral that had just finished a service.

Zhicheng sighed helplessly, rubbed his somewhat tired eyes with his hand and opened the disgusting English textbook......

As time passed, the light in the classroom became dimmer and dimmer. Zhicheng also walked out of the classroom with his textbooks, and there were a large number of students outside the classroom, some of them bathed in the fiery sunset reading books and newspapers, some sat around the stone table and laughed happily, and some cheered and jumped beside the table tennis table.

Zhicheng was about to find a random place to sit down, and a familiar figure not far away caught his eye, which turned out to be "her". Zhicheng, who has always been deaf to things outside the window and only reads sage books, was also deeply attracted by the girl in front of him who had outstanding achievements and beautiful appearance.

Could it be that this is the female pacesetter who walked side by side with him on the rostrum half a month ago? Is this "Cheng Xuelian", who scores more than 145 points in English every time? The past is both familiar and unfamiliar, and this beautiful girl seems to be far away from the horizon even though it is close in front of her.

At this time, Snow Lotus was sitting upright on the stone pier under the weeping willows, holding a book in both hands and sucking the nectar of knowledge. I don't know what book she reads, but I concentrate on it. She was wearing a crisp white tunic dress, thin heeled sandals and delicate meat stockings, which were very feminine and refreshing. The two white jade legs become more and more charming under the reflection of the setting sun, such as peeling off the thin silk stockings, the jade legs must be as tender as soft and smooth pink skin. The plump face is full of smiles, the slightly shrugging * is budding, the slender figure is tall and elegant, the snow-white thighs are alive and fragrant, and every part is impeccable and exquisite.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, her long black hair and a few soft floating bangs on the white and tender forehead cast a beautiful shadow, embellishing the melon-seed-shaped face incomparably young and handsome. A pair of curved willow eyebrows raised a plump and beautiful nose bridge in the middle, and between the two thin but plump red lips under the nose, teeth like jade beans were exposed. A pair of watery eyes are intently scanning the book, comprehending the true meaning of the book. A knowing smile appeared on the peach-like face, and the round dimples on the cheeks seemed to overflow a pool of sweet water......

Zhicheng was dumbfounded admiring the girl not far away. She is also too good, she served as a female pacesetter as a student representative in military training, and now she is the class president and the representative of the English class and the literary and art committee. At the same time, he also serves as the editor of the "Chaoyang" Literary Club and the lead singer of the "Chaoyang" Heart-to-Heart Art Troupe. Because she has a very good voice and a cheerful personality. So the school sincerely hired her, a multi-talented girl, to be a music teacher for the little dolls in the nursery class in her spare time.

I heard that she recently worked as an announcer for the morning news at the school radio station (twice a week, she was Tuesday and Friday). Now her name is known not only in the first year of high school, but also in the entire high school and junior high school. Even the cute little dolls in the preschool education department know her, an amateur teacher who has just taken office. Usually when I see her, I raise my little hands and fight to drill into her arms, clap my little hands and let her sing, this girl is so likeable.

It's only been a little more than a month since school started, and she has rightly become the 'school flower'. It is said that most of the school girls in the past only had a good face, and they didn't study well. Now this person is both good and good-looking, not only beautiful, but also not inferior in learning. Especially in English, she scored no less than 145 points every time she scored 150 points, and even often scored full marks. Who made her mother an English teacher!

The most commendable thing is that as a school girl, she is very easy-going in all aspects of her life, and she smiles at everyone she meets. Good academic performance, excellent temperament image and superior family conditions, all of which make her a veritable school girl.

After breakfast on Monday, the students were nervously memorizing the Chinese textbooks, because the teacher of this morning's Chinese class had to check the students' recitation. I couldn't recite it and stood outside the classroom, so the whole classroom was full of buzzing reading, some students shook their heads like flies, and some people were like a rural ragged, dragging the tail note for a long time. Some squinted their eyes and turned their buttocks to read a sentence by sentence, and what was even more ridiculous was that some students were playing with their big mouths open while carrying their backs, looking like they hadn't woken up.

Just as the students were reciting energetically, the class leader Cheng Xuelian knocked twice on the lectern with a board and said with a smile: "Students, I'm sorry, please stop for ......a while," she said, and smoothed a few strands of messy hair around her ears behind her ears with her hands.

Everyone couldn't figure out what the senior class leader had ordered for a while, and the chaotic recitation of the audience stopped intermittently. When everyone stopped, he raced against time to recite another sentence: A real warrior dares to face the bleak life and dare to face the dripping ...... (This is the part that Lu Xun is required to memorize in the second unit of the first volume of the high school Chinese textbook, "In Memory of Liu He Zhenjun").

He recited Lu Xun's article as if he were singing a pop song, which made all the students laugh. So much so that the word 'blood' in his last sentence was drowned.

Qian at most said to himself disapprovingly in the laughter of everyone: "Laugh a dick/bastard!" One by one, it's so rare and weird. Cut ......"

Xue Lian on the podium was also angry and laughed at him, waving at everyone to signal everyone not to laugh, and at the same time screaming at the money: "Hmph, the whole class belongs to you......"

"That's necessary, hehe......" Qian said with a smile on his face, "I didn't hear you knock!" ”

Xue Lian ignored him anymore, and asked the audience with a smile: "Students, who else hasn't handed in their English homework?" I have two less books here, and the students who haven't handed in them will hand in your English homework. She picked up a large stack of homework books on the lectern and looked responsibly at the audience, waiting for the two late homework books. As a representative of the English class, she had to count her books before handing in her homework every time, and today for the first time she found two fish that slipped through the net.

"Boss Gao - hand in your homework with high quality!" Chen Million said and threw the homework to high quality.

"I'll fuck you! Xiao Chen Fatty, what the fuck are you doing, I won't hand it over to your dad after copying it. High-quality angrily caught the homework thrown by Chen Million and yelled impatiently: "Go back to the dormitory and see if I don't peel you a bear." After speaking, he threw the homework in his hand to the podium, and there was a commotion, and the homework book fell at the feet of Snow Lotus like a headless fly.

"Oops! You can't just throw it slowly, really! She blamed the delicate cat for leaning down and picking up the homework book and shaking it carefully, and then stacked it with the homework in her arms.

"Who else hasn't paid it? Hurry up and hand it in! She asked the audience with a smile.

At this time, Zhicheng panicked, because he suddenly remembered that his English homework had not been completed. Oh, damn it, why did I forget about my English homework?

Xue Lian saw that no one in the audience had made a sound, so she thought that she had counted wrong. The students who didn't care about it had already begun to chant in a low voice, buzzing like a swarm of flies......

She smiled and said, "Okay then! Let's continue to endorse students! If you haven't finished it, give it to me when you're done! After speaking, he walked out of the classroom with the homework book in his arms.

Zhicheng opened the English textbook in frustration, and it seemed that he was struggling with English. He didn't finish these homework questions in one morning, a total of ten minutes of spare time, the teacher of the previous class took up three minutes, and the teacher of the next class came three minutes early, not to mention calming down to do homework, I'm afraid I don't even have time to pee.

There were four classes in one morning, except for the Chinese teacher who didn't assign specific homework, other things like physics homework, history homework, and algebra homework, all down. It's really a stack of homework, no wonder many students go into the toilet to poop and still hold their homework in their arms.

During Zhicheng's military training, every time he went to the toilet, he could see many classmates squatting on the pit to write their homework, and Zhicheng was both surprised and amused at that time. However, after officially enrolling, Zhicheng has seen a lot of this phenomenon of squatting on the pit to do homework. It seems that Hechang No. 1 Middle School is really not simple, and even the toilet has a strong learning atmosphere, which is really convincing to him.

It is said that in the "suggestion box" hung in the school, you can always find valuable opinions from students about installing a convenient table at the front of the toilet pit so that students can write homework while pooping. Oh, yes! With a convenient desk, students don't have to lie on their knees anymore. I hope that the school can take the valuable suggestions of the students as soon as possible and install a convenient table in the toilet as soon as possible. If possible, it would be better to install a few more ceiling fans. In that case, I believe that there will be more students who study in the toilet. We really hope that in the near future, the "toilet" can become a warm "second classroom" for students.