Of course, the teacher will also step down when he invigilates the exam, but that step down doesn't count. The teacher may have been walking around the stage during the exam, but at that time I dared to turn around and look. I'm afraid I won't have time to see Wusu, and my parents will have to come to see me.

Another expectation is, of course, Einstein's chemistry class, because Einstein will more or less call oxygen students to the stage in almost every class. I was glad that there was an endless amount of oxygen reactions in chemistry class, and I looked forward to Ursu's cute poses at Einstein's behest.

Of course, it's not cute, it's nothing more than a single finger and a scissor hand raised over the head. But that's enough for me, and I can't hope for more.

I've been planning a big thing, and the oxygen response in my high school textbooks can be said to be unusually large.

But the problem is that there is very little about lithium, but less does not mean that there is none.

I usually watch Wusu play the role of oxygen and be active on the podium every day, but I, the lithium, basically have no chance to go up.

I started looking forward to Einstein's courseware on lithium half a month ago, and there is a section in the textbook about the reaction of lithium.

I understand that I don't have many opportunities to go on stage, and the only thing that can stand with oxygen on stage is the reaction of lithium oxide.

It may be so fleeting, but I definitely can't miss it.

I almost always prepared for Einstein's classes in advance.

Gradually, my grades in other subjects began to change a lot, and they were basically getting worse, but only Chemistry maintained the first place in the class.

Every time I took an exam, I thought I was a fool, and every time I saw the question mention the oxygen reaction. Even when I preview the courseware about oxygen, I will giggle vigorously for a long time.

I even asked us to come to the stage on other Einstein topics about X oxygen and Y lithium, so I also changed the name of my QQ and WeChat to lithium oxide.

I even thought about how to confess, but I just wanted to.

I didn't dare to practice at all, and I didn't know how to do it.

The classmates in the class are together almost all the time, and it is impossible to find a chance to be alone.

I know that if you want to fall in love, you may need to go to college, at least high school.

Because there is a college entrance examination in the three years of high school, everyone is important for their studies.

It's impossible to give up studying for love, let alone what kind of love is my unrequited love.

And I know better that even college may not have true love, let alone high school.

I keep reminding myself that this is unrequited love, and I keep reminding myself that I can't pierce this layer of window paper.

If the confession fails, it means that there may be no chance in the future.

At that time, boys loved to show how good they were in front of the girls they liked, but obviously I was timid and thin-skinned, and I couldn't even grab the opportunity to perform.

But I'm not stupid enough to do something in secret, and that's how I succeeded in getting the title of chemistry class representative. I once thought of secretly asking my classmates out in the name of Albert Einstein, so I snatched the title of the representative of the chemistry class.

And I was thinking that Einstein was going to start teaching lithium batteries next week, and now there were five days left until next Monday. Excluding the weekend, there are only three days left, and for a week I was expecting Albert Einstein to bring lithium and oxygen to power.

It was the third class on Wednesday afternoon, and Wang Xiaomei, who was on the left next to me, was suddenly scratching her thighs and shoulders.

I scratched it almost every once in a while, and the range of movement was very large, and it hit me many times.