It's finally time for the summer cram school to start.

The class started in a place close to two kilometers away from my house, where the kindergarten is usually opened, and a group of children were bouncing around the square, playing with all kinds of small toys, which was very lively.

Now that the summer vacation is over, the kindergarten is also closed, and these children are going home. The vacant classrooms and squares were rented by this cram school.

Just walked into the classroom, the place where the quasi-junior high school class is on the first floor of the hall, the fan blackboard is quite new, it seems that this kindergarten has only been renovated not long ago.

The only thing I am not satisfied with is that this table and chair are too short, and it is a table and chair for children in class. The wooden table and wooden stool are not very new, and there are some mottled scratches on them, which reminds me of my elementary school days.

The table used in junior high school is an iron table, and there is no such pure wood table and stool.

The desk used in elementary school was bought by my father in the second grade at the school gate, a white wooden table, without paint. At that time, it was still very new when I bought it, but after a few years of use, it turned black and old.

This table is used for six years, every year on vacation, I have to carry the table home, the stool is also, my father said that this table will be used for many years, and specially instructed me not to deliberately wear out, and not to scribble on it.

The table in front of me was the same as the wooden table I remember from my childhood, but it was more old, with a low bench that "creaked" when I sat on it.

This height is suitable for our kindergarten friends, but it is slightly awkward for us teenagers.

Fei Fei moved the table very open, curled up his legs, and could barely sit down.

In the big hall, there was a class for us.

There were unfamiliar faces all around, and I looked up and saw that there were more boys than girls, so the atmosphere was very lively when the teacher was not here, and the sound of their chirping was really noisy, like the cicadas in the trees outside.

Especially in this hot weather, several big fans in the hall are whirring, and the whole person is a little drowsy.

After a while, a man in a green uniform, somewhat similar to the clothes of a soldier, stood on our podium.

I put on my glasses to see what he looked like.

Tall and thin, he looks really heroic, he doesn't wear glasses, he has a refreshing hairstyle, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he doesn't smile, which also makes people feel a little serious.

He coughed lightly and said, "Welcome students to join our cram school for honor students, and hope that we can get along happily in this month's study and life."

I am your homeroom teacher, surnamed Huang, and you can come to me if you have any questions in the future.

Of course, I don't have classes, and I'm mainly responsible for everyone's safety. ”

After he finished speaking, the students applauded.

He looked down at his watch and said, "Your math teacher, Mr. Zhang, is still about three minutes away, students can read books, but remember to keep quiet." ”

After he finished speaking, he walked to the back of our seats, found a stool next to us, and sat down.

There seems to be a big difference between cram school and formal class, and there is no process of self-introduction.

After all, we are students who spend money to come to class here, and every minute and every second is spent money, so everyone is very repulsed, and there are too many activities and nonsense that are not conducive to learning.

Three minutes later, a female teacher in a blue dress appeared in front of us. She looks thin and small, but she has a very friendly smile, big eyes, and a small face.

She walked to the podium with a math book in her arms, picked up chalk and wrote her name, Zhang Mei. She has big wavy curls and is dyed in a beautiful color.

Sure enough, it is still the younger teachers who are more attractive.

As soon as she walked in, the boys in the class began to be uneasy.

After all, this is not a formal class, and the students are a little more presumptuous.

At first, some boys raised their hands and took the initiative to ask for the teacher's contact information, not treating her as a teacher at all.

Teacher Zhang was not angry, she said with a smile: "I am very happy to be able to come here to teach everyone, in fact, I am still a college student, of course, please believe me, I will prepare carefully to help you improve your grades." ”

After saying that, she didn't have classes and stood up, she went straight to the point, began to write board books and classes, she planned a week to review the knowledge we learned last semester, and the second week to start the third year of junior high school.

Mandarin is very standard, and the way of teaching is not addictive, which is much more interesting than Lao He's.

The first time I went to cram school, I was very excited, and of course I felt a little guilty, if I was the first in the class, I guess I wouldn't have to spend this kind of unjust money.

Coming to class is purely to let parents worry, and it also reassures my brother Lingming that no one will grab the remote control with him during the summer vacation.

A class ended quickly, between classes, several male classmates, with textbooks to drill to Teacher Zhang, under the excuse of not understanding, to talk, one by one is not ashamed, competing for the last, I saw the first boy so enthusiastic about learning, it was really eye-opening.

Then I took the second class, four classes in the morning and four classes in the afternoon, and the day of the cram school was arranged like this, and I could choose to stay here or go home for evening self-study.

During the recess of the second class, I picked up the book, reviewed the knowledge points in the class, and closed the textbook after making sure that I had no problems.

There is a man and a woman sitting next to them, they look a little alike, they seem to be brother and sister?

The boy poked his head over and asked, "Hehe, hello classmate, are you also from Lingnan Junior High School?" I just saw the school you wrote about in your book. ”

I nodded and said, "yes, that's right. I'm in Class 6, how many classes are you? ”

The girl smiled and replied, "Class 4, he and I are both in Class 4." We are relatives, where do you live? ”

The two of them looked very friendly, and I smiled and replied, "It's nearby, it's not that far." What about you? ”

"Our house is a little far from here, not from this town." The boy replied.

Then we talked about how many points we scored in the last final exam and the characteristics of some teachers in the class.

At the end of the conversation, I realized that we were the same history teacher, and when I told them that my name was "Ling Yue", they were stunned for a moment.

The girl smiled and said, "You are Ling Yue, the one who got a full score in the history exam in the last midterm exam?" The history teacher praised you in our class. ”

The boy nodded and said, "Yes, yes, it's not a lot of ninety-nine points, just your full score, amazing." My name is Zhu Hang, and her name is Wang Liu. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ling Yue. ”

"There is still such a thing, I was lucky that time, hahaha, I was embarrassed what you said. I'm glad to meet you too. "The first time I was accosted by a strange boy, I could only smile a little awkwardly.

Zhu Hang is very good at mathematics, but her English is not very good, Wang Liu often jokes about her, the two of them seem to get along very well, and I am also very happy to meet a few alumni in the cram school.

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