The repeaters of the third year of junior high school have come, and Zhang still has a good colleague, Lu Congcong.

I remember that in my last life, when I reached the third year of junior high school, I suddenly couldn't understand the class, and with the annoying old 3rd teacher, I had no interest in learning at all. The grades slipped from the top three to more than a dozen, is it the teacher's fault, or is it my own fault?

Zhang is still trying to think about it, in his previous life, why did his grades suddenly decline?

Cong Cong is a very good talker, he always smiles when he meets, and in his last life, Lu Cong Cong was the only ray of sunshine for Zhang Zhen.

"Hello."

As soon as Lu Congcong sat down, Zhang still took the initiative to say hello, "Beautiful young lady, we will make progress together in the future!" ”

Zhang was still half-joking and half-serious, which made Lu Congcong's heart warm when he was repeating, "Well, let's make progress together." ”

"You are good at math, chemistry and physics and geography, you can teach me. My language and English history are okay, let's help each other. ”

Lu Congcong felt strange, "How do you know which are my strengths?" ”

"Hmm~ I guessed casually. I think we have a fate, you helped me in your last life, and you can still meet in this life, you say, is it fate? I remember that when I ran and exercised in my last life, I was weak and couldn't even run two laps of 800 meters, but it was you who pulled me to run with me every day, and I persevered. Otherwise, I would have been a joke for the whole school. I have to thank you! ”

Lu Congcong was stunned when he heard it, he had heard that there was a classmate named Zhang Yi in the school before, who was a little arrogant, but now that I met, it was still very easy to communicate, that is, what he said was a bit confusing.

Zhang still hurriedly smiled and explained: "Well, is this opening statement good?" When I made it up, we were good friends. ”

Lu Congcong could only helplessly "hehe" twice.

The third year of junior high school is an intense year, and everyone is regrouped again, and they are very disciplined at the beginning.

The head teacher teaches Chinese class, and her voice, like a mosquito humming, is so small that even the teacher who is nearly half a hundred years old in the first year of junior high school has a louder voice than her.

The last heat of summer has not yet dissipated, everyone sits in the classroom and "pretends" to listen carefully, perhaps, everyone is really listening, in short, the atmosphere in the classroom is dull.

Zhang was still sleepy and almost fell asleep, but it was Lu Congcong who poked her elbow to make her straighten her almost crooked head again.

This young girl, what did she rely on to become the head teacher of the third year of junior high school, she was the youngest in six classes, did she ask the principal for it, or did she promise something, after a few days of class, Zhang still has been troubled by this problem, and she is tired of thinking about it, and she really has the urge to run to ask the principal.

But in the end, I held back. Anyway, she is not the only one who doesn't like it in the third year of junior high school, and there is also a math, English, and political teacher...... Anyway, I like less.

As soon as class ended, Zhang was still really depressed and asked Lu Congcong: "Senior sister, take the liberty of asking, are there these teachers in your graduating class?" Well...... Our Chinese teacher, do you also teach the third year of junior high school? ”

Lu Congcong was very arrogant, "I don't know, it's the first time I've known about this teacher." All I know is that our class teacher didn't have her. ”

"What about the math teacher?"

"The math teacher teaches the third year of junior high school, but she teaches another class, which is Zheng Qian's class. You see, now teach her again. ”

Lu Congcong pointed to Zheng Qian, who was sitting in the middle row, "The math teacher is her aunt!" ”

"I know." Zhang still looked at Zheng Qian, and thought about the math teacher, and a strong sense of revenge inexplicably rose in his heart.

Zhang still muttered in a low voice: "I followed my aunt twice, if I don't do well in the exam again, I don't know if it's her aunt or herself who will be ashamed!" ”

After the quiz, it was time to rearrange the seats.

In the past, the seats were changed once a month, and the whole of the middle moved to both sides, and the two sides came to the middle, but this time it seems to be different.

The head teacher continued to scan the class, although she also wore glasses, but unlike the head teacher of the first year of junior high school, Zhang could still clearly see her real eyes through the thick glass lenses.

She was extremely serious when she glanced at the class, and it fully proved the advantage of big eyes, the eyes were round, holding her breath, and a little scary.

"Hmm...... Zhang Yiyi, you sit here. She pointed to the third row in the middle, on Zheng Qian's right.

No one expected that Zhang still sat down obediently.

The head teacher seemed to be satisfied that she was so obedient, but Zhang still made a request as soon as he sat down, "Teacher, let Lu Congcong also be on my right." ”

"Hmm...... All right. ”

The position that Zhang still pointed to was the third row on the side, only one aisle away from him, but it was very close, and it was very convenient to speak.

Lu Congcong is a very upright girl, of course she can't understand Zhang Yi's "good intentions".

When the teacher arranged for the other students, Zhang still continued to observe calmly.

"Okay, let's do it for now, do you have any opinions?"

Arrange the seats by name, no one dares to say anything if they have an opinion, some students still sit in the front and do not move, while some students still stay honestly in the back.

When the head teacher wanted to leave, Zhang still got up again: "Teacher, the four students in front of you, don't you need to change your seats?" ”

The four classmates sitting in front of them are Yu Jiabao, Wang Chao, Wen Peng, and Xue Lianlian.

The four of them are relatively short, and it is normal to sit in the front, and the four of them have hardly moved since they usually change seats.

The head teacher explained softly: "The four of them are relatively short, and it will be very inconvenient to look at the blackboard if they are transferred to other places." Still have questions? ”

"Actually, the four of them, sitting on the side separately, can also see the blackboard......"

As soon as the words fell, the four students in front of them all raised their heads in unison, they did not look at Zhang Yiyi, who was standing behind him and talking, but at the same time at the head teacher, as if they were asking for help at the same time.

At this time, the head teacher looked down at the podium slightly, and his mind seemed to be desperately looking for a reasonable explanation.

"Teacher, the four of them...... Is it because we can discuss with each other? Wang Chao and Yu Jiabao, math is very good, English is very poor, Wen Peng and Xue Lianlian are next to them, they can help each other, is that so? ”

"yes, what's wrong with helping each other?"

"But many teachers stay there, every time they have a question, they just symbolically look at the back, and then they look down and ask if the front one understands, and the one behind doesn't pay attention at all......

"Okay, the teacher understands what you mean. Take the time to have a meeting with the teachers of each subject, reflect your questions, and remind everyone that the third year of junior high school is very critical, and if you have any questions, you should raise your hand to ask in time! ”