There was some noise in the class, although it was not loud, but it was still a little obvious in the already quiet class, making the whole class more like an afternoon vegetable market. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, have you heard that someone in our class has made it to the red sleeve list."

"Isn't it the class flower girl Qiuyan, the head teacher is also on the list."

"I thought I'd be selected directly, hey......"

"Don't dream, just your appearance, the red sleeve list will be expanded to 200 people to see if you can get in to the bottom."

"Don't say that, act like you're jealous of me. People are still very good, haven't you noticed that a few boys in the class are often secretly watching me......"

The middle-aged teacher named Nie Yan finally put down the textbook and said with a serious expression, "It seems that everyone has no heart to continue listening to this class." ”

After Nie Yan finished speaking, he paused for a while. The buzzing of the class slowly became quieter, and eventually it died down, and everyone sat up again. As a freshman, everyone doesn't know what kind of temper this teacher has. Will there be a lot of homework? Do you get angry a lot? Will there be corporal punishment? Will you deliberately make things difficult for disobedient students? Just kidding, this is related to their happy life in the next three years, and he Qingping is a little nervous like everyone.

The next moment, Nie Yan's tense face suddenly relaxed, and he smiled understandingly: "Actually, I am the same as everyone else, and I don't have much to do with classes at this time of year, and I am paying attention to the list of Wenxing Pavilion." ”

The atmosphere in the classroom was relaxed with this sentence, and some bold students even joked: "The teacher likes the beauty on the red sleeve list the most?" Is it Mr. Fan, the head teacher who is ranked twelve? It can't be our class flower girl Qiuyan, right? She's seventh. ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and Tong Qiuyan, who was sitting in the first row, also blushed, looking bright and moving. Nie Yan also smiled, he took out an A4 piece of paper from the book and shook it, "I don't care much from you, you focus on the red sleeve list, and I pay attention to the talent list." ”

"I've been following the list since the first year it came out, and I've been paying attention to it until now. You may not know that once the school leaders held a meeting and talked about investigating and punishing those who released the list, and I made it clear that I was against it. At the beginning, there were only ten places on all the lists, and the red sleeves list was only increased year by year when more people paid attention to the red sleeve list, and now it has increased to twenty. The rest of the list, including the talent list, has only been selected from ten people until now. There are fewer people, so it will be more precious. ”

"At first, I was very unconvinced by this list, I said why would others be in front of me? Then I took a closer look at the people on the list, and I realized that each of them had their own merits, and they were indeed people who were more talented than me. ”

"Later, I wondered if I could make it to the talent list. Why not, history is made by people. There are people who are born and there are people who are born to be talented. Since I can't match their natural talents, I'm going to work harder than them. Every year when the list comes out, when I see that my name is not there, I will work harder to improve myself than the previous year, every year. Sometimes I feel a little tired and want to take it easy. But more often than not, I think the other way around, isn't it just that people are on a path of continuous self-improvement from birth to death? Whether you are tired or not is a state of life, some people are soldiers and train every day -- some places are still fighting every day. Some people are rich second generation, and they don't pursue it, just eat, drink and have fun every day. But, seriously, what's the point? There are many kinds of life conditions, just look at what kind of life you like to live, and make your own choices. ”

None of the students in the audience spoke, only looked at Nie Yan quietly, which made this middle-aged teacher who had stood on the podium for more than ten years a little satisfied. He paused deliberately, opened his teacup, and took a gentle sip.

"I was a little surprised by this year's list, finally with my name!" After Nie Yan finished speaking, although he pretended to be relaxed and natural, he still blushed a little boastfully. Some people in the audience who had a list in their hands only then found out that the tenth place on the talent list was Nie Yan. The comment is just eight words: the more you fight, the braver, the old and strong!

So everyone looked at their history teacher's expression and became a little reverent, which made Nie Yan a little unbearable.

"Your Chinese teacher, Mr. Tang, is a little better than me, he is ranked eighth." In order to alleviate his embarrassment, Nie Yan specially threw Teacher Tang out.

No, Tang Fat can also be on the list. He Qingping, who didn't have much doubt about this list, thought of Tang Fatzi's meaty face, and expressed doubts in his heart.

"Wow, it's amazing, the red sleeves list already occupies two positions, and there are two people on the talent list, will our class be too arrogant."

Nie Yan wanted to declare that he and Teacher Tang did not belong to Class 11 alone, but he was robbed by others before he could speak.

"I just don't know if there's anyone on the other lists."

"Yes, yes, is there a wealth list? Those on the list raise their hands. ”

"Don't always think about being rich, Deng Juan, the children of rich families are not good seedlings."

"Is there good for the poor? Teacher Li, who is at the top of the red sleeve list, was not killed by a poor boy. ”

"What is harmful, that is called free teacher-student love, free love, free breakup. Cut, don't understand anything, don't talk nonsense. ”

"It's like you know."

Everyone seemed to have no scruples at all that this was in class, and they didn't care at all about the existence of the history teacher who was still standing on the podium with an embarrassed face, and everyone chatted, picking up a topic and starting to gossip.

"The protagonist seems to be a basketball player, and it is said that the student was later recruited by the capital's sports school."

"It was a negative man, saying what he did, and when he went to the capital, he got along with the daughter of a calligrapher and became a celebrity. That's why I don't like boys who play basketball. ”

"Hey, don't generalize......"

"Okay! Good pull! ”

Nie Yan stretched out his hand in the air and greeted him several times, but he couldn't interrupt the dispute below. It seems that the students below have eaten their temper correctly, so they let go and no longer have scruples. In the end, he had no choice but to slap twice on the podium before the scene was brought under control.

"We try not to interfere in other people's private lives, not to inquire, just do your best. It's all back, and we'll continue with the class - hey, after all, you're still students, so you should pay more attention to the talent list! ”

"Then the teacher will tell us about the talent list."

"Ahem, that's pretty much it. You may not think that at the top of the list of talented people is still a physical education teacher......"

He Qingping opened his mouth slightly, looking at these classmates who listened energetically and the history teacher who spoke seriously, and felt a little incredible: Is this really a key middle school?