In this way, two-thirds of the sixteenth class is gone. Almost like a different class, a new group of classmates came. 56 students formed a small group in the first semester of high school. The class was divided into three groups, each with eight rows, and the seats were changed back and forth once a week, with the first row changing to the second row, the second row to the third row, and so on. Among the 36 newcomers were promoted from the ordinary class, and some were taken from the top class. In order to get everyone familiar with each other as soon as possible, the teacher chose to disrupt the old students with each other and choose the same table again. Of course, there is an unwritten rule in this, that is, boys can only be at the same table with boys, and girls can only be with girls. Zi Ming and Qi Yue were forced to separate in this way.

Although Sister Ping is very strict, she is very wise to give her classmates the right to choose their own table. Two people who don't like each other will definitely affect their learning. Choosing the same table is like a blind date meeting, a collision of souls and souls.

After a while, the new students came to the podium in the order of the list to introduce themselves, and the order of the list is ranked according to the grades. After the introduction, you formed a table before school, and your study life in the second semester of high school was even more intense. Good table mates can motivate each other, and I advise you to be a little more motivated by those who love to make trouble. I can't see it, so I'm going to forcibly reseat you. Okay, let's get started, ah, by the way, let's find a time next Monday for us to re-elect the class committee, and prepare in advance if you have the intention" Sister Ping was rambling a lot, but no one actually listened, everyone was looking at each other, and they were communicating with each other. Some classmates have long been silently allied and guarded each other's right to choose.

"Hello everyone, my name is Lin Yiyi, this time the grade ranks 103, it's a pity that I didn't enter the strong class, I may not have time to make friends with you this half semester, everyone take care of it, I hope my table physics is better, let's improve each other and strive for the next big exam promotion." Sister Ping doesn't seem to like this kind of student who has no one in her eyes either, and her expression is like that of most of her classmates, as if she has seen a big rooster locked in a birdcage. Maybe Lin Yiyi didn't expect that she never left this class until the college entrance examination.

"Next, let's hurry up and give a short introduction to a class time and talk about your personality." Sister Ping still thinks that only two people with similar personalities can have a good learning atmosphere.

Everyone proceeded quickly, and it was strange to say that most of them were able to express their personality traits without saying a few words. Most of the new students were very enthusiastic, and only a few little girls were pitifully scared when they spoke.

"Hello everyone, my name is Li Tuo, my parents hope that I can continue to open up my own path throughout my life, so I named me Li Tuo, I have a strong sense of responsibility, and I have been following the country's call for young people to go, to be a responsible person. Students can come to me for help if they have any questions, and of course, if the teacher needs it, they can also hand over the dirty work to me. "This is still self-introduction, and it is clear that he is already running for class president. Li Tuo was angry when he said these few words, and his eyebrows had already circled his face twice. Sister Ping's biggest problem may be that she likes male classmates too much, and the girl's cowardice and squirming little actions make Sister Ping bored. Li Tuo must already be the best candidate for class president in the teacher's heart.

Just after the squad leader was an extremely thin boy, his name was Liang Qi. It is precisely because of his thinness that the height of 178 looks like that of 180. There are very few words, only the name and a lot of care, as if you are used to going through the motions when you get the first place to accept the award. Zi Ming looked at this boy very carefully, probably because he was closely behind Li Tuo, so he seemed to be extremely quiet. The hair is neither long nor short, but the skin is white, and the school uniform looks huge for the first time. I don't know how many people in the class were deceived by this first impression. Later, Liang Qi himself confessed that he was actually just sleepy, and his boring self-introduction made him sleepy like ten people reading chemical equations around him.

Ziming didn't pay too much attention, because when she went to the toilet just now, she met a new female classmate, Zhu Berry. This girl is as tall and thin as 1.5 meters, and she speaks sweetly and gently. I didn't go to middle school in the city, I came to a school in the town where the teaching level was extremely poor. She just wanted to find a girl who seemed relatively kind and wouldn't bully her, so she picked Ziming. Like Qiyue, Zhu Berry avoided it. Ziming felt that she was a very cute girl, and even had a hint of protection, so she said in advance that she would be at the same table.

For girls, choosing the same table is a big deal, just like jumping bands when they were children and choosing who to gang with. There is a battle between the open and the dark, involving good or bad studies, hair length, personality traits, and who is better looking than whom. For boys, there are not so many things to say, and it is good to be at the same table if they can talk together.

After a period of confusion, everyone temporarily chose their partners, and Sister Ping was choked out of the corridor by the dust, and began to talk to the head teacher next door about their new classmates. The students in the room are like spontaneously combusting white phosphorus in ***, frantically and wantonly consuming their energy. Another wise move of Sister Ping is probably that not only can you choose the same table by yourself, but even the first row you want to do is also your own choice. If you want to learn, you will naturally occupy the front row, and if you want to be lazy, it is better to make room for children who want to learn as soon as possible. In this way, Zi Ming and Qi Yue's wish to agree on the current back table has also come true. Helplessly, no girl was willing to play with Qiyue, and there happened to be a single boy, so he was naturally pocketed by Qiyue. Zi Ming didn't want to eat chalk ash and discussed with her table mates, so she went to the fifth row by the window, and Qiyue followed closely behind. And Liang Qi happened to choose the fifth row in the middle, so he and Ziming were only one aisle away.

The classroom gradually quieted down, and Sister Ping sent someone to clean up, and it was Li Tuo who led the team as expected. Everyone was tired from the continuous physical exertion, and although the teacher allowed everyone to simply communicate with the new tablemates, most of the students lay on the table for a short break, and the room was unexpectedly quiet.

Liang Qi still didn't have any words, took out a carton of milk from his schoolbag, drank it by himself, and held a copy of Guo Jingming's "Sadness Flows into a River" in his hand. Ziming subconsciously observed Liang Qi, thinking to herself: "This may be how his grades declined, and Guo Jingming's novels seem to be liked more by girls." Coupled with the fact that he doesn't like to talk, Liang Qi's not too tough image was formed in Ziming's heart. Soon, a carton of milk was drunk, and after the straw tried a few times not to bring up the remaining milk, Liang Qi took out a new box from his school bag. When I was holding it, I saw Zi Ming who was looking at me on the side.

"You like, like milk?" In order to avoid embarrassment, Zi Ming had to ask. The main thing is that the eyes didn't have time to dodge, and the two happened to look at each other.

"Yes, I like to drink milk, I'm a little tired, and I always feel like I can replenish my energy. Oh, by the way, I'm not allowed to tell the teacher about the novel. Liang Qi also took the opportunity to take a few glances at Zi Ming.

"Hahaha, no, I also like this book, it's so sad in the back, I haven't finished reading it. And I didn't love milk since I was a child, and I had an inexplicable resistance to milk. Zi Ming felt that Liang Qi didn't seem to be as bad at words as he imagined.

"As you can guess, it's no wonder you're not tall. Aha, don't mind kidding, but maybe you can try drinking some, it's really good for your health. Ah, by the way, when I'm done, I'll tell you what's written in a relatively gentle way. Liang Qi also felt very strange after finishing speaking, how could he find a job for himself if he had nothing to do.

"Hahaha, no, no, no, I don't mind, I'm used to being small." Ziming didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to smile to hide her embarrassment. I was still wondering why this boy was so rude, poking at other people's shortcomings when he first met, but then I thought about it, maybe it was more straightforward. Thinking about Liang Qi wanting to tell himself, he was still a little happy in his heart and said, "Then you must tell me when you finish reading." ”

"Okay." Briefly agreed, Liang Qi began to drink milk while reading novels again.