"It's a holiday." Tang Ji walked in from the back door, stepped over with long legs, and sat on the seat.

Huh, no response? Glanced sideways at Ling Chuyang, "What are you doing?" Still reading languages? Tomorrow afternoon is the holiday, and the Chinese class will not be held. Tang Ji took the Chinese textbook in Ling Chuyang's hand and threw it on the stack of textbooks in front of him.

"If you don't go tomorrow, you will have to go today." Ling Chuyang took back the language book from the pile of textbooks in front of him.

These four days are a time of, no, three and a half days to be exact. He can be regarded as having learned the style of the 5 class teachers.

The speed of class 5 is very slow, so slow that it has been four days since the start of school, and the teachers of each subject have only finished explaining the test papers of the winter vacation. I have been in three classes in the Chinese class, and the test papers have just been finished. If this test paper is put on Teacher Xu in class 4, all the lessons will be completed in two classes at most.

Where is this class? Half of a class is all about chatting. Everyone is still following the rhythm, and the person next to him is full of interest and silly fun throughout the class. Xu Renming, who was in front, heard his "hehe" giggle from time to time. And himself, under such "noise", he always saw the smiling eyes of the Chinese teacher, intentionally or unintentionally, sweeping here from time to time, and then, always, when he inadvertently moved his neck, he saw the Chinese teacher walking slowly back and forth in the classroom with graceful steps.

But it was very fast, it was almost there, and if I wasn't careful, I had already missed several questions.

Well, since the first Chinese class, he has already learned and is ready to "change sleep to learn", but in the next two classes, the Chinese teacher did not ask him and Tang Ji any more questions. He vaguely felt a sense of ominousness in his heart, and Tang Ji still had a stupid expression.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Ji withdrew the language book in Ling Chuyang's hand and put it in front of him. "It's a holiday tomorrow."

"Conclusive news?" Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji and took the book again. He didn't know if the Chinese teacher would teach a new lesson in the afternoon. After all, he is still just a "newcomer", and he does not dare to speculate on the "god" level of the Chinese teacher.

"Of course, listen to the squad leader." Tang Ji glanced at the left front. "I think I'll let you know later."

"Tell me earlier." Ling Chuyang closed the book in his hand, took out the headphones from the drawer, stuffed them into his ears, leaned against the wall, and listened to the song. Since there is a holiday tomorrow, the two Chinese classes this afternoon can only be composition classes. Composition is not a problem for him.

"What are you listening to? Give me a listen. Tang Ji reached out and pulled one down and stuffed it into his ear, "Like you?!" ”

"Ahem-" Wang Xiaoxiao, who had just walked to their table, was choked and choked by Tang Ji's surprised voice.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Tang Ji turned around when he heard this, and hurriedly explained, "Listen to the song, what I said is the name of the song, the name of the song." ”

"Oh." Wang Xiaoxiao cleared her throat, "Tomorrow is a holiday, I will inform you that you and the fourth group will clean up together during today's activity class." ”

"Okay." Tang Ji replied very happily, made an Ok gesture, and touched Ling Chuyang, "Clean up today." ”

"Got it." Ling Chuyang's eyelids were raised, and in response, he continued to lower his eyelids and listen to the song.

"Zhou Yuchen, Xu Renming, you are the same." Wang Xiaoxiao looked at the two people in the front row.

"Okay." "Oh, I see," Xu Renming replied with a tilt of his head and a push of the little black glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Tomorrow is the holiday, Health Commissioner?" ”

"Yes." Wang Xiaoxiao replied, "After four classes at noon tomorrow, we will have a holiday." ”

"Look, what am I talking about," Tang Ji showed a sunny smile, "Tomorrow is a holiday, hmph." ”

"You guys, don't forget to clean up today." Wang Xiaoxiao told them again.

"Know—the way—."

Wang Xiaoxiao turned around and left, heh, did you think Tang Ji said she liked her just now? He's not her type. Luckily, it's not.

"Everyone, be still." When the classroom began to talk loudly, Geng Xinyu stood on the podium, "After the fourth class at noon tomorrow, we will have a holiday." Please assign health committee members to do a good job of hygiene duty in classrooms, cafeterias, and dormitories. Welcome the arrival of the Lantern Festival. ”

"Know—the way—." "Wow, what a holiday." "The Lantern Festival has collided with Valentine's Day." "Really? Really? It's a lover on Saturday, 2.14. "Oooh-oh-"

The classroom was filled with cheers and buzz, joking with each other.

"Isn't this all the things to be notified by the head teacher?" Xu Renming pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the classmates in front of him turned around and glanced at him, and the head teacher didn't care about these things, "That's your class, and our class was notified by the class leader." ”

"But, recently, your squad leader hasn't made a sound." Zhou Yuchen said, "Isn't it all the "little talented girl" who is in charge. ”

"Our squad leader has always been low-key and rarely speaks," Du Xiaofeng on the left smiled, "A thousand words, every word." ”

"Yo, it's cold." Tang Ji quipped, thinking of the smile that she saw in the corridor when she first entered Class 5 and was inadvertently found in Chinese class, she was really almost ruthless, and glanced at Ling Chuyang, "It's almost the same as your little facial paralysis, but it's a little more comfortable than you look at." ”

"You talk a lot." Ling Chuyang pulled the headphones back and gave them to Tang Ji with his backhand.

"Looks like yes, I don't seem to have heard her speak in class since the math class ended that day." Zhou Yuchen turned to look at Du Xiaofeng, "By the way, the teachers of your class 5 didn't ask good students before?" ”

"What is your 5th class, it is the 5th class of all of us," Du Xiaofeng smiled and kicked Zhou Yuchen's stool, Zhou Yuchen leaned next to Xu Renming, and almost hit Xu Renming's small glasses, "Mention, it's only when no one can answer, I will find a good student to answer." ”

"Yes, class 5 for all of us." Zhou Yuchen smiled, the teacher of class 5 has some opinions, and the students of class 5 also have some opinions. "What are you doing?" Zhou Yuchen saw Du Xiaofeng, who was still talking just now, took out his notebook, took out his pen, and was about to write something.

"Tomorrow is a holiday, two Chinese classes in the afternoon, it is estimated that I will write an essay, first make a draft, draw up an outline." Du Xiaofeng pressed the pen in his hand.

"What's the outline?" Tang Ji and Zhou Yuchen asked in unison, this lesson has not been taught yet, who knows what composition the Chinese teacher will ask to write, everyone has actually listed an outline.

"Theoretically, it should be, it's about the winter holidays." Du Xiaofeng said unreservedly, "Teacher Ding is used to it, and the first composition class after the winter and summer is over, it must be here." ”

Several people nodded their heads in understanding, and then turned back and bowed their heads to their respective tables.

"Oh." Xu Renming nodded, such a teacher is good, he likes it, and he also began to like such a classmate.

"By the way, tomorrow is the holiday, where are you going?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang.

"Go home." Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, where else could he go? Naturally, it was home.

"I'm asking, the day after tomorrow, how are you going to spend 2.14?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang with a smile, will he be with Xiao Yueyue, now he is a sophomore in high school,

"At home." Ling Chuyang snorted from his nose and yawned, does 2.14 have anything to do with him? Naturally, he lived at home.

"Who was that girl who watched us play on the basketball court the afternoon before yesterday?" Tang Ji leaned closer and asked.

"I don't know." Ling Chuyang took off the headphones and put them in the drawer, and took off the headphones in Tang Ji's ears as well, there were still twelve minutes before the Chinese class time. Their Chinese teacher likes to arrive early, and he knows that very well.

"It's boring, you. It's the tallest and whitest one in the crowd. Tang Ji said, the most outstanding of several people.

"You can ask her yourself, more directly." Ling Chuyang said coldly, taking the language and putting it in front of him. He only paid attention to the fact that he was playing, he didn't have Tang Ji's leisure, and when he noticed who was watching, he naturally didn't know who Tang Ji was talking about.

"Yo, that's a good idea. Come back on Sunday afternoon and fight again? Tang Ji's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Ling Chuyang responded, playing basketball is one of their hobbies, and when they are in April and May, they can play a few games of football, "You make an appointment with a few of them." ”

"Okay." Tang Ji smiled and patted Ling Chuyang on the shoulder, "That's it." "I saw the back door, whose dark clothes flashed, almost hitting the ground.

"The Chinese teacher is here—it's early again." Tang Chao quickly turned his head and whispered to Ling Chuyang, and then saw that Ling Chuyang had already spread out his Chinese textbook in front of him......