Chapter 3 Versatility
It's annoying to be too lazy to get out of bed in the middle of the week, and I guess all of you feel the same way, and you must be disgusted with the long school hours.
But! Don't look at me often sleeping in class, but in fact, my studies are not as bad as I imagined, especially in mathematics, I am very good, and I have entered the semi-finals of the district-level mathematics competition for two consecutive years, which is no joke. Of course, this is inseparable from the careful cultivation of our teacher Xiao Zhang.
Mr. Zhang's class is my favorite, he pays attention to problem-solving ideas, often can solve complex problems in a simple way, the focus is on humor, and loves to wear floral shirts, and the almost second-class crippled "Wei'an" figure has a sense of joy, although he always says how he is in the wind......
"Let's take a look at this question, a very classic exam question type, who can say how to solve it?"
I, who is usually more active, chose to be silent, sitting quietly in the corner and making eye contact with Xiao Zhang Dese.
"Look at what I'm doing, I don't speak and I know I'm pretending to be dumb, you're a fart!" It's my mental activity.
Xiao Zhang once said that he was very rare and I was not normal, and he was quiet, and it felt like there were no mosquitoes in summer...... You say, is this gardener very indebted?
Maybe you will envy this kind of behavior that you can talk casually in class, but it's helpless, but the teachers are too lazy to take care of this kind of problem, as long as it doesn't affect other people, then make do with the lecture.
"How happy is this teacher?"
I glanced at Lan Yuxuan, and then replied coldly: "You can just ask." ”
"Huh? He seemed to be flattering you just now, is there any inspirational story about you who are disabled? ”
Hearing this, of course, I couldn't bear it, and had to retort fiercely to her: "Did you fall into the garbage heap and pollute your brain?" ”
Just as I was foaming at the mouth and counting down the annoying guy, Xiao Zhang suddenly called his name: "Gu Yang, seeing that you are so excited, you must have come up with it, come, you tell everyone about it." ”
I was thrilled at first, then stopped the war, stood up and said confidently, "No problem, the first time I saw that picture, I thought of ......"
Xiao Zhang said with a wicked smile: "Yo, what did you think?" ”
"Teacher, it's not this picture that I have in mind! How did you add a few more? ”
"This is a classic diagram, after adding a few strokes, it is completely different from the previous problem-solving ideas, but I just want to see if you are serious or not, okay, sit down, don't affect the learning of other students."
In this way, I was played with a solid hand, and I had the urge to drag the smiling fellow off the podium, but I found that he was smiling quite brightly, so I simply let him go.
"Hey, hey, you don't have to be young, are you?"
"No, the teacher asked you not to affect my study, hum."
Alas, the child at that time, I was really annoying, and I blamed me for being simple, thinking she was a shy and introverted little girl, even if I was hit yesterday, I thought she was just stressed, and occasionally had a nervous attack, but I didn't expect her to hide such a noisy face under her mask.
Finally, I stayed up until Xiao Zhang said the classic line: "After class, come to my office if you have any questions." ”
Call...... I suddenly felt so tired from this class, and my attention was too concentrated......
As soon as I wanted to lie down for a while, Lan Yuxuan shook my arm and said, "Hey, what is the physical activity?" ”
I really didn't have the strength to fight with her, so I honestly replied, "Extracurricular sports." ”
"Is there really such a class?"
", why didn't you write it?"
"That's good, we used to be occupied by other teachers. Huh? So why don't you go playing? ”
"I'm tired."
"Hmm...... Anyway, I don't know the other classmates too well, so why don't we compete? ”
"Go, go, I'm not in the mood."
"Oh, drawing, and not wasting any physical strength."
It's not that I blow, but I'm still very talented in painting, and I'm praised by myself as Little Mondrian (Mondrian, a Dutch painter, a pioneer of geometric abstraction, classmates hold good pens, this is a knowledge point), and every blackboard newspaper has my contributions, although most of them are reflected in the list of criticisms......
Although I am tired, I am happy to be able to trample her under my feet and rub her sharpness in the area I am good at.
So I readily agreed: "Okay, my brother will show you a hand." ”
We have a limit of five minutes. So, I began a three-hundred-second battle (I was so helpless, how could my arithmetic skills be so strong?). The mathematician of the future~ Who's that, do you want to sign? )。
Sixty seconds...... One hundred and twenty seconds...... One hundred and twenty seconds left...... I finished an invincible and crazy abstract painting of the extreme imagination with lightning speed and stealing the bell with my ears covered, what should I do? What to do! I'm painting this ...... Simply so! Don't give that dead girl a chance! At this moment, who is possessed by the soul of whom! I wish everyone a happy birthday (Mr. Huang does not charge royalties)!
Just when I was secretly excited about the big work that was enough to win something, I suddenly found that she was looking at me, and still looking at me...... You won't let me eat her (this is a stalk of the post-80s, if you don't know about the post-90s and post-00s, you can ask your brothers and sisters or parents)......
I was a little hairy, so I stammered and asked, "What the hell...... Why? Are you despising me? Do you draw well? You ......"
I saw her paintings...... It's actually a blank piece of paper! I kindly reminded, "If you don't draw, you won't have time." ”
"I've already finished drawing."
"What...... Isn't that just a blank slate? ”
"You're blind!" Damn, this girl really owes her mouth, but I'm a warrior everywhere, and I don't care about her.
"You...... Is this a painting? ”
"That's right."
"Right...... Yes? Are you stupid, you don't have any hair? ”
"Sheep eat grass, how good you can see the painting!"
“……”
She didn't tell me that she also painted sunlight and air, I have to admire it, the master is different, but I don't know how many kilometers per hour her brain is spinning desperately, or staying in infancy, crawling at a speed of I don't know how many hours and one kilometer......
Alas...... It seems that I am born with talent, and sometimes it may not be useful.
"After you just finished drawing, that expression was a little ......"
"You it!" As for my paintings...... It can only be treated as garbage...... "How can you do this?" ”
"How else?"
“…… I put up with it......"
"Huh? Where are you going? ”
"Go out and take a breath, and you can slowly appreciate your masterpiece."
"No, I'll go too."
"Urinate and urinate."
"Uh...... Hello disgusting......"
I was still in good spirits on the playground, but when I thought about the after-school training, I decided to let myself live a few more years.
The weather was really nice today, the lazy clouds were blown away by the gentle wind, the sun was smiling, listening to the rustling of the leaves, and I was more comfortable than the sun, thinking to myself, this day is simply a pleasure to play football!
"What kind of handsome are you playing with here! Everyone else is playing, just sitting here in the sun. ”
"I want my skin to be healthy, can't I?"
“……”
Towards the end of the day's lessons, our PE teacher, Mr. Yan, came to my classroom and told me that from tomorrow, my sprint team would start training.
"Tomorrow on the first day, don't be late for me, alas, I heard that there are few good seedlings this year, and now it is really not as good as one session, it seems that parents don't pay attention to it. Forget it, you pack up and get ready for a while, and remember not to be late. ”
Contrary to Boss Yan's melancholy, I have no expectations for the future flowers of the motherland, but my mood is somewhat similar.