As soon as the results of the second model came out, the class was boiling, and the class was chaotic like a ball of bees gathered together, buzzing and screaming. At this time, the head teacher, well, snorted. Everyone in the class was quiet. The students were as frightened as a mouse saw a cat, and they wanted to bury their heads in it. The head teacher held a stack of papers on his mobile phone and walked into the classroom with strong steps. The serious expression made everyone in the room nervous. After a pause of thirty seconds, after the head teacher finished speaking, the head teacher announced a decision: change seats!

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang in the classroom, and it suddenly became a pot of porridge. Some of the students opened their mouths in an "O" shape, some danced with their hands, some shouted "no", and some simply stood on the chairs......

Looking at the chaotic situation in front of him, the head teacher shouted: "Quiet, quiet, ......" several times in a row, and the students quieted down and waited for the arrangement of "fate".

First of all, we girls carried our schoolbags and came to the corridor to stand in line at the request of the head teacher. After standing up, the head teacher did not forget to compare the height one by one, and adjusted it again: "Wang Yuhao is the first." "Joy is taller than Zhang Yanan, why did you stand behind her?" "Jasmine Zhang, you stand behind Zhang Ting." …… Finally, the adjustment to the girls is over.

It was the boys' turn, and they slowly walked out of the classroom, "I'm taller than you!" "I'll stand in front!" "I'm standing here!" As soon as he left the classroom, a fierce "war of words" began.

The head teacher finally stopped their "war of words", and arranged them one by one in order of height and shortness, and then let them sit together with the girls, a man and a woman. Some students sat in the coveted position and were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths; Some students are not satisfied with their new tablemates, so they treat each other as air and turn a blind eye; There are also two students with good grades who just happened to be at the same table, and before they could sit down, they couldn't wait to talk about their studies...... Of course, the most special ones are Zhang Jasmine and Sun Jinbo, who are at the same table. Originally, both of them walked into the classroom with a smile on their faces with the good hope that they could re-elect their tablemates, but as soon as they saw each other, their dreams were shattered, and they immediately "fired" at each other.

First, Sun Jinbo said in a funny tone: "Why? Why? Why should I sit with you again? Seeing that Zhang Jasmine didn't take herself seriously, Zhang Jasmine was also angry, but she still tried her best to calm herself down. In order not to let Sun Jinbo quarrel again, Zhang Jasmine decided to make three chapters with Sun Jinbo: "Listen, this is the rule for you to share the table with me in the future: 1. Do not exceed the 38th line; 2. Do not disturb the other party; 3. Don't complain. Do you hear that? ”

Sun Jinbo ate this set, and suddenly upgraded the "war of words" to a "shirtless battle" with real knives and guns: If you touch me, I will kick you...... If you screw me, I'll catch you...... It wasn't until the head teacher took the two of them outside to the punishment station that he stopped.

The head teacher walked over, glanced at us with a serious face, and said earnestly: "Let you change seats so that you can learn more about the advantages of your classmates and learn from each other's strengths." And what about you? I was so disappointed! "At the critical juncture of the third year of high school, they are still making conflicts and quarrels about these little things about each other, alas!

Many classmates lowered their heads, and Sun Jinbo and Zhang Jasmine, who were standing outside, were even more ashamed. And I silently said to myself in my heart: "The head teacher is right, I must get along well with my new tablemates, learn from others' strengths, make up for my own shortcomings, and make progress together." ”

Helpless, sighing, lost...... I used to think that it would not happen, I used to think that this was far away from us, but those were all fantasies of the past, and the reality made me face this cruel everything again, everything had happened, so that I had no choice, all that was left to me was the future, what would I become in the future, and would my future become better? Or is it closer to this dark corner? I don't know, every one of us doesn't.

The day before the second model exam, there was too much going on. Holding a very unsatisfactory exam paper, my eyes hurt with bright red prongs, I don't know if this is the result of two months of hard study in the summer? I could only sit in my seat, my mind was blank, my face was expressionless, and even my eyes were so blank, only occasionally I smiled helplessly, and I lay on the table and didn't want to get up.

You may ask: If you are so sad about such an exam, don't you have a future life? But a decision by the homeroom teacher made my sky darken all of a sudden. "We have to arrange seats according to this exam, pick the ones who do the test first, and then we won't change the seats......" Mr. Wang's words made me, who was already standing on the edge of the cliff, completely fall into the abyss.

Changing seats? In order? I could only smile helplessly, laugh at me, laugh at my homeroom teacher, and laugh at my classmates who were connected to me with the same disease. What can I do? Just quietly left his seat, quietly walked out of the classroom, quietly listened to the teacher's name one by one, quietly watched the students walk into the teacher one by one, and quietly walked into the no-man's corner......

I don't want to make too much of the teacher's decision, and I don't want to say whether the teacher's approach is right or wrong. I just want to say to the homeroom teacher: This practice makes me very sad, makes me very helpless, and makes me desperate. Wang Qiang and Wu Majiao complained.

Wu Majiao said with tears in her eyes: "If my mother knew that I was sitting in the back row because of my bad grades in this exam, my mother would have to beat me to death, alas! ”

I think that from now on, my destiny will be closely linked to the ranking, and I will no longer be able to be as happy as before, enjoying what learning brings us.

My tablemates, classmates next to me have changed, and I've changed with them. All this is only because we are in the third year of high school, and we have come to the moment when thousands of troops have crossed the single-plank bridge, and it is only because our goal has become to enter the university.

I also became more and more afraid of the third year of high school, could it be that my road to the third year of high school has become so difficult that it is difficult to even choose a seat. Wang Qiang and Wu Majiao whispered in private.

The homeroom teacher's ears are very keen, what are you two talking about? Don't want to sit with this? Shall we go home?

The classroom with a boiling sound was all whispered by the teacher's words.

Starting with new regulations, new understanding? And it's just because I'm a freshman in high school.

I can't forget the disappointed eyes of my classmates when they walked into the classroom, and the sighs I hadn't heard for a long time. Are they lamenting their situation? Or sigh for this ruthless decision?

Teacher, have you ever thought about the poor students, when you see the smiles of the good students, have you noticed the helpless sighs hiding in the corner of the classroom? Although I also know that you want us to study harder, knowing that people will give full play to their potential for self-esteem.

But the results are not improved in a month or two, we are standing at different starting lines at the beginning, how can we compare? When you think about it, while seating by rank may seem reasonable, it's actually unfair.

After class, we jokingly said, "If you don't study now, you can't do anything, just to be able to sit in a good seat, you have to study hard." "For a senior high school student, the purpose of learning has become so superficial, just for a seat? But this is the most practical.

I think this decision will undoubtedly turn the competition between us and the outside class into a competition between our classes, thinking that only the students who surpass this class will have a foothold? The goal of the poor students is not only satisfied with progress, but also becomes an even more difficult goal - to surpass the good students in front of them. Is this conducive to class unity and common progress of classmates?

Reluctantly accepted, accepted this impersonal decision. I know that if you want to change that brutal environment, you first have to adapt to it. I can only accept it because I want to succeed.

I didn't expect that my senior year of high school would start with changing seats, which was somewhat helpless and sentimental. It made me realize more deeply that the third year of high school is coming, and that era is different from before. You have to overcome it and adapt to it. Perhaps there is something waiting for me in the future, and I am fearless, because I know that in order to be the proud flower of success, you must be hit by a storm. Let the storm come harder! I'm going to be ready......

Yiren also sighed: "Heaven has not given you superior conditions, because God knows that in order to cultivate a great person, you must go through that painful growth process, and that hard life is the most precious treasure that God has given you." ”

I wrote it in a bit of a hurry, and I took time out of my senior year of high school to write this*. Maybe it's because I feel a lot of emotion about the decision to change seats, and I feel a little ruthless, although I'm not that bad student, but I also feel the wordless pain of being excluded.

In fact, good students don't want to do this, they don't want to hurt those bad students like this. It's just because of that decision, that decision made by that teacher. I found that since the beginning of my third year of high school, we have changed, the atmosphere has become tense, the study has become hard, and I have experienced for the first time what it is like to be nervous and the teacher is imminent.

Many people are full of hostility towards the class teacher because of the change of seats, and they feel that he has a difference between three, six, nine, and so on, and suddenly he only likes good students. A lot of people gathered around and muttered.

I think so, too, yes, the homeroom teacher has changed. From time to time, such voices can be heard from the classroom.

And I seem to be infected by them, and I feel that the head teacher is indeed a little partial to good students. He nodded in agreement with their words.

Zhang Jasmine glanced at the head teacher with disdain, and then asked us to whisper around and said, "Old class, I have a brain disease, I still want to change the blood of the group members in our class."

As soon as Zhang Jasmine said the word "wrong", she was stopped by the people gathered around.

Together, you and I made a voice that caught the attention of the head teacher.

What are you doing together? Why don't you get into your seat? The teacher said with a dark face.

Teacher, we're getting to know our new tablemates. Wang Qiang replied loudly.

Hey, who believes you.

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As soon as the students opened the book in a depressed manner, they suddenly heard the bell of the bell for the end of class and remembered it.

The students one by one: "Yo yo yo, that's great, I don't have to do my homework." Classes are over. ”

The teacher sent out his power again and said: "Well, it's the third year of high school, it's almost impossible to take the college entrance examination, and it's impossible to get out of class without an exam, don't you hurry up and think about studying hard at this time, and still thinking about no homework?" ”

Babies, let's have a snack, read more books, the homeroom teacher said earnestly.

The students in the class lowered their heads again.

I always feel that we don't look the same, we are all in the third year of high school, or the teacher says, we learn, the teacher doesn't say, and I don't want to learn.

Changing seats is a new beginning, try to catch the tail of time.