Chapter Forty-Eight: We Want It Too
Monday, the beginning of the week, is known as the Black Sunday Tailgate.
From this week, the distinction between liberal arts and science began in earnest, with the curriculum of science gradually reducing liberal arts courses, such as politics, history, geography, from three sessions per week to one per week.
The same is true for the liberal arts.
At the same time, the eleven science classes are uniformly exercised in the wind and rain playground between classes, while the liberal arts classes are alone in the small playground at the back of the art building.
After the chemistry class in the morning, Ye Rong said that there will be a chemistry competition on Saturday this week, so that everyone can get ready.
"Lao Ai, take a wave in the second canteen?"
Wang Qi raised his eyebrows at Ai Xuexue.
"Nope."
Ai Xuexue shook his head and refused: "Brother Peng has a few questions for me to explain to him, and I have to solve them first." ”
Wang Qi was surprised: "It seems that Brother Peng is really embarrassed, admire and admire." ”
Last night, it was rare for six people to gather in the dormitory, and it was even more rare to carry out a 607 night chat conference.
When asked what it was like to be a class leader, Peng Jing thought for a while and said: "The pressure is a bit big, after all, the results of several class leaders in the self-improvement class are all in the top 100, but I am the only one with more than 300 grades." ”
The survival of the fittest system in the arts and sciences is ineffective for the two top students, one is that Peng Jing and He Yong were originally admitted by scores, which is different from other top students, and the other is that Peng Jing and He Yong will get the national second-level athlete certificate in the second year of high school.
So in a sense, it is far safer to keep these two top students than to keep the students hovering around 234.
Diao Cong couldn't help but nod and said, "When you say that, it seems to be a little ha." ”
"Brother Peng, if you say that, are you going to start studying hard?" Wang Qi poked his head out of the bed.
Peng Jing is lying on the bed, he and Wang Qi are both lower bunks, the difference is that Peng Jing is at the door, the so-called dark under the lamp, that is, Peng Jing can play with his mobile phone unscrupulously as long as he leans against the wall, and he doesn't have to worry about the life teacher observing his every move through the small hole in the door.
Unlike Wang Qi, Peng Jing didn't hand in his mobile phone at all, and under the light of blue light, Peng Jing said firmly: "There is nothing that I Peng Jing can't do." ”
Knowing that Ai Xuexue was going to help Peng Jing, Wang Qi turned to ask Shi Lei, "Old Shi, do you want to go to the second canteen?" ”
Shi Lei took his eyes off the game book, squinted his little eyes and smiled: "Do you have a treat?" ”
"That's what's wrong with you, Lao Shi, in a word, don't invite guests, love doesn't go."
"Go, go, go." Shi Lei pushed the book into the desk.
After the third class in the morning, there is a break of 25 minutes, which is used for exercises on weekdays, but the 17th grade has just finished military training, and the grade is in line with the idea of relaxing, so it will suspend the exercise for these two days, and after Wednesday, the exercise will be carried out as usual.
The fourth class is a Chinese class, and I haven't seen the beautiful teacher Wang for a long time, Teacher Wang is not the head teacher, and she can be said to have spent a comfortable seven-day vacation during the week-long military training.
Before the class started, Teacher Wang slowly walked into the classroom with his water glass.
"Hello Mr. Wang!"
Zhang Junfeng's voice was deafening, Teacher Wang was startled, and after being disgusted for a while, he put down the water cup and asked, "I heard your Teacher Ye say that your class selected a new Chinese class representative last night, who is it?" ”
Zhang Junfeng smiled and said, "This is interesting, Mr. Wang, have you just taken a Chinese class in Class 6?" ”
Unlike other subjects, Chinese classes 6 and 16 are taught by the same teacher.
Teacher Wang nodded and smiled lightly: "Yes, I just walked over from the art building, to be honest, you two classes were not far apart before, after all, they are at the opposite door, and it is convenient to go to class, but now it is different, you have to run at both ends in the last class, the school feels sorry for you baby students, and it will work hard for us teachers." ”
Hu Guan's position was relatively backward, but he heard what Mr. Wang said clearly, and hurriedly made a stop gesture from the traffic police: "Mr. Wang, what you said is not right, what is the hard work of your teacher." ”
Zhang Junfeng patted Hu Guan's head and reproached with a serious face: "How can you contradict Teacher Wang." ”
Then, Zhang Junfeng smiled at Teacher Wang: "Teacher Wang, is the representative of the Chinese class of Class 6 the representative of our Chinese class before Class 16?" ”
After taking a sip of water to moisten his throat, Teacher Wang explained: "Yes, of course, their class has not yet held a class committee election, and she is directly designated by me. ”
"Hey, hey."
Zhang Junfeng said stupidly: "That's right, the representatives of our two classes of Chinese classes have been transferred, Diao Cong, the representative of the Chinese class of Class 6, is now the representative of our Chinese class of Class 16, and the representative of the Chinese class of Class 16 is now Class 6." ”
Hu Guan was in class 6 before, that is, the old class 17, when he heard Zhang Junfeng say this, he smiled and said: "It's really ha, Brother Diao, come and say a word." ”
Sitting in the back row, Diao Cong smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "It's pure luck." ”
On the stage, Mr. Wang put down the water glass and walked off the podium, came to the back of the classroom, glanced at Diao Cong's desktop, and said with a smile: "Since I am so fateful, then I have to treat our Chinese class representative first, so that I can call you in the future." ”
As he spoke, Mr. Wang pinched Diao Cong's shoulder, which directly made Diao Cong blush.
"Teacher Wang, you are so partial, I want it too." Zhang Junfeng monkey called.
"I want it too." Hu Guan also monkey called.
"We're going to have it too." Zhu Jun covered his stomach with laughter, and even Lu Chunyu's laughter returned to the classroom at this moment.
Teacher Wang smiled and didn't answer, and returned to the podium after the joke, and the bell rang just as the bell rang.
The classroom immediately returned to a quiet atmosphere.
"Class."
"Stand up!" Peng Jing's strong voice made Teacher Wang look up.
"Hello classmates."
"Hello teacher."
"Please sit down, Peng Jing is the squad leader, congratulations." Teacher Wang congratulated with a smile.
"Report!"
Shi Lei stood at the door of the classroom with a bowl of spicy tang, his expression was calm, but the chili oil at the corner of his mouth was not so calm.
Next to him was Wang Qi, Wang Qi grinned on his face, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, it was Teacher Wang's class, if it was Teacher Luo's or Teacher Ye's class, it would definitely be over.
Teacher Wang smiled and teased, "Shi Lei, you have to keep your mouth shut now and open your legs, otherwise your long-distance running is a little difficult, let's go in." ”