I was still a little anxious to eat at lunch, and there were three main classes and one self-study in the afternoon, and the sense of time urgency in the second year of high school was much stronger than that of the first year of high school.

Liu Wen is a daily sympathizer for the senior year of high school and her own worries, and the seniors she knows all say that it takes 15 minutes to complete lunch and lunch after school, which is something that almost everyone can do.

The head teacher of the third year of high school will also supervise everyone's lunch break, even if they lie on the table and think nonsense. In addition, the school has set up a special psychological counseling room, which can also deliver paper letters.

Rao is like this, and he can't completely avoid bad things.

On the way back to the classroom, the three of them heard the sound of an ambulance, and they didn't come inside, it should be that there is a situation in the third year of high school.

The layout of the school, sitting in the north and facing south, the east and west streets are facing the wide river, the entrance is the flower garden fountain, the stone corridor flower stand, the winding path pavilion, followed by two rows of office buildings, in the shape of H, the east is a small shop, a barber shop, a telephone booth, a repair shop, an infirmary, etc., and the west is the teaching building of the third year of high school, a paper building.

Then there are the east and west basketball courts, with table tennis tables and the same fitness equipment in the park on the edge. Further north, the boys' dormitory to the east, the girls' dormitory to the west, the senior high, double-sided building.

Behind is the second and first dormitories of the square nursery, which is no different from the third year of high school, and there are wide roads and flower beds on the east and west sides. Facing each other across the road, the east is the first high school teaching building, the west is the second high school, the same mold of the concave building, the double stairs are at the corner, do not put the sunny day, there will be a bit of a swishing feeling.

The tall building facing the gate is a comprehensive building, with offices, auditoriums, multimedia rooms, libraries, etc. gathered in one building, and the giant clock and electronic screen in the center remind everyone that time is moving fast.

Behind the complex, from east to west, there are: family courtyard, utility room, stands, large playground, basketball court, tennis court, gymnasium, wasteland and small pond garden.

When they heard the sound of the ambulance's horn, Su Yan and the others were in the main square in front of the complex.

"What's going on?" If it weren't for the urgency of time, Liu Wenting would have wanted to take a look.

"I don't know ......" Wang Wei also had similar thoughts.

Su Yan looked at the people who were frolicking and went to join in the fun, and frowned, "Let's go back first, so many people are squeezing over, I'm afraid it will affect more people." ”

Liu and Wang also agreed, but when they returned to the classroom, everyone was also discussing related topics.

"Su Yan, just now Teacher Yu said to use the third bulletin board in the west to prepare for the third class, okay?" Propaganda commissioner Zhao Xiaoqing shouted from several positions.

Su Yan is in the middle of the second row, and she is by the window in the fifth row.

The classmates who were muttering quietly looked at Su Yan one after another. The bel canto is soft and gentle, has good grades, and has many skills, and it is the positioning of Su Yan after the classmates understand it for a month, and the list of class flowers half a month ago was unanimously approved by Su Yan, and I heard that there is no girl in the school who can compare with her.

"Okay." Su Yanying smiled, being paid too much attention, which made her a little tired.

I still remember when I was four or five years old, my mother Shen Keyu took her shopping, and was accosted by an enthusiastic man who asked Shen Keyu if she would consider letting Su Yan shoot children's clothing advertisements and pay well.

Su Yan's family background is passable, but not generous, Shen Keyu was moved, and worried that her husband Su Yongjiang would not agree, so she took the business card of the strange man, went home and added vinegar and said something, Su Yongjiang did not agree.

Su Yongjiang is a daughter slave, just Su Yan is a child, it hurts on the tip of his heart, he works hard to socialize, and he doesn't want Su Yan to carry the burden at a young age, and he is afraid that the other party is a liar.

Since then, this matter has been regarded by Shen Keyu as a topic of daily exclamation, and it is also a show off, giving birth to a girl who is loved by everyone.

In the first two math sessions, the teacher sandwiched a stack of test papers with a squeaky nest, first talked about a little problem left over from yesterday, and then started a small test, which can be discussed in groups.

In the past, everyone was reserved and quietly asked the students with good grades, and they completed it by themselves if they could answer it themselves, after all, the teacher will see it in their eyes, and this kind of small vanity and strong self-esteem will make most people self-disciplined.

Su Yan's grades are firmly in the top three in the class, and she is one of the best in mathematics, which makes many boys puzzled, doesn't it mean that high school is a watershed? It doesn't seem to be easy for smart people.

As soon as Wang Wei arrived at mathematics, he lowered his intelligence, and first picked the one who knew how to do it, but it really didn't work, and discussed it with the other two team members, this is a habitual, generally difficult question, I'm sorry to disturb Su Yan, she is done, and she will have time to help her neighbors.

The first class ended quickly, and the teacher saw some students squirming and said loudly, "Students who have private affairs can go." ”

Hula went out for the most part, don't look at the math teacher is a slightly chubby middle-aged man, his words are very good at taking into account the thoughts of these young people, even if the math class is boring to ten minutes to make people fall asleep, it does not affect everyone to like him.

After the class bell rang, there were still sparse people outside, their shoes and the floor were squeaking, so there was a scolding from the teaching director, and the people in the classroom were laughing at the outside of the training.

The director's voice was high-pitched and loud, and the words carried huge energy, and the math teacher closed the classroom door, "Don't learn the director's loud voice, the slow voice posted on the side of the stairs is for everyone to know the etiquette." ”

This made everyone talk about it, and the teaching director's loud voice was complained about, but what did the math teacher mean by suddenly saying this?

"Don't scare your classmates to play, two classmates in the third year of high school, just because of a naughty classmate shouted, one classmate had a heart attack, and another had an epilepsy...... I said your homeroom teacher's words, don't you tell him......"

Isn't the math teacher lightening the atmosphere and making the boring problems a little cute?

The third class was English, and the teacher loved to drag the class, and this time it was the same, and it took five or six minutes to finish, and Su Yan and the propaganda committee members ran downstairs with tools.

The bulletin board is on the square in front of the complex building, four on one side, the students of other classes have already put into work, Su Yan has to wipe off the residue of the last time, there is a rubber strip pasted on the high place, her pink nails are picked hard to white, and she has not cleaned it.

"Su Yan."

A call from the left rear said hello, and Su Yan quickly turned around, "Hey, aren't you going to class?" ”

Xu Han looked her in the eye and smiled lightly, "Self-study doesn't matter." ”

"Your homeroom teacher just passed, you better go." Su Yan advised.

He looked at her cheek again, pondering something, but first reached out and took the long steel ruler in Zhao Xiaoqing's hand, poked off the last rubber strip, and tilted his head to Su Yan's side under Zhao Xiaoqing's stunned gaze.

Su Yan stood on the low stool that could be stretched and folded, Xu Han approached, almost whispering, "There is something I want to ask you, do you sign for the boyfriend you gave for nothing?" ”