Whether the topic is beyond the outline, whether the teacher has taught it, and how he did a series of things is not within his consideration, with the door of Mr. Li's office, he walked back to the classroom quickly, and without shouting a report, he slipped directly from the front door to the seat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sun Li is putting a light curtain to teach the skills of writing essays, "Writing an article should be a tiger and a phoenix, first of all, you must write a wonderful beginning, and there must be an evocative ending, the middle content should not be flashy, write something fake and empty, the article comes from life, and it should be higher than the ...... life."

Every time it comes to composition, Mr. Sun's nature is extraordinarily high, "If you want to write a good composition, you can't do without the usual accumulation, only if the material is enough, you can write not empty, Song Jie has done a good job at this point, do you have any experience you want to share with you?" ”

Sun Li clapped her hands, drawing the attention of her iQue classmates to herself.

Song Jie, who had just sat down and his butt was not yet hot, wiped his forehead and stood up a little embarrassed, "I don't have any tricks, I just memorize what I've seen." ”

Very good and powerful, Sun Li nodded and motioned for him to sit down.

"Okay, this half of the class is pretty much done, and the rest of the time is to write an essay in the next class to practice writing, and write more materials to confirm your central thesis." As she spoke, she divided the composition paper she brought into three stacks and motioned for her classmates to pass it on.

"I have to write again." There was a murmuring sound from below.

Sun Li patted the podium and suppressed a whisper underneath, "What's wrong with writing?" Look at you, you're all in high school, and you write like a dog and make a lot of typos, and you have been kidnapped for 20 years, and you don't know how to write a note for help? How is it useless to write? It didn't exist for so many years, it was there in ancient times? ”

The classroom was instantly silent, except for the rustle of the transmission of composition paper.

Song Jie turned his pen boringly in the face of the composition paper, writing essays, eight hundred words, half an hour, what a waste of paper resources and time.

Li Jingran, this teacher is very serious and rigid, treats mathematics like a pilgrimage, and will come to the third class to teach their middle class, completely because of Song Jie, a special existence who is too lazy to change classes. The whole person feels very quiet, the book is very angry, and the anger does not make people feel harsh. But it can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with the nonchalant attitude of the class to mathematics.

Sun Li, a Chinese teacher who pursues handwriting in the electronic era, treats her differently because Song Jie and Zhou Zhuo have several students who write beautifully in handwriting.

Wang Zihan, who is also in charge of physics, chemistry, and biology, is in charge of one of their classes, with grades as the first priority, and has a very low sense of presence except for classes.

Physical education teacher Qian Yaoyao is a beautiful teacher with a good figure and is deeply loved by her classmates.

Song Jie turned the pen in his hand, let's write about how to interact with people. A smile tipped at the corner of his mouth, and the tip of his pen slid quickly across the paper.

"What are you writing?" Zhou Zhuo's tablemate Yang Hailan pushed his arm that crossed the line.

Zhou Zhuo showed two rows of teeth at him, "It's not a proposition essay at all, it's finally time for me to play, on immortality, how about it, it's good." ”

Yang Hailan quickly turned his face away and lowered his head to write.

"What do you write?" This time it was Zhou Zhuo's turn to be curious, "I didn't say a word after asking, and went straight to write." ”

"Shameless." Yang Hailan replied sullenly, and then moved the table away from the table next to the person next to him in a half-squatting state. "Ahem, I'm going to keep my distance from you until the end of the language class."

Zhou Zhuo hung a black line on his head, "Aren't you in the way anywhere?" And are you sure that Teacher Sun won't be back for a while? ”

"I'm afraid that you will peek at the composition that I am going to fit so closely with the proposition, and cause you to plagiarize or destroy my composition paper, so for the sake of neither of us to have zero marks, it is better to keep your distance."

"Holy."

Evening self-study, quiet in the classroom.

As school day approached, everyone was looking down and rushing to do their homework, drawing dots on the suspended light curtain.

This is Class A, and every student will seize every minute to study, except for Evan who is sitting by the window. She was transferred to this class by a family connection.

At that time, she just knew that she was ordered to be a baby parent, and so was Zhou Zhuo, although she was unwilling, she didn't even dare to resist, and followed her family's arrangement to come to this school, this class, and Zhou Zhuo, completely opposed to his family, and was transferred to the third class under the threat of dropping out, just to stay away from her.

She's not cheap, this person hates her so much, she just wants to stay away from him, but she can't, get close again and again, flatter, lower her profile, can't girls take the initiative? Her self-esteem rolled into dust to please him. Fortunately, he finally saw her, saw her goodness, and was willing to accept her and be good to her.

The corners of Evan's mouth gradually rose, fortunately, this contribution was not all unreasonable, such a gentle and handsome person belonged to her from now on. She shook her head, shook out the miscellaneous thoughts in her head, and subconsciously turned her head, and when her eyes swept to the girl sitting on the left side of the fourth row, she felt strange in her heart.

It was just a flash, she didn't see it too clearly, but that weird feeling always existed, and she always felt awkward in her heart, so she quietly turned her head and looked directly at the girl.

The girl's eyes were blue, and the skin on her forehead was also a little black under her gaze, and Evan felt a cool air crawl up her back.

I don't know why the lights in the classroom are getting dim.

Everyone was still looking down at the books, the classroom was quiet, it seemed that no one was affected by the dimming of the light, there was a sound of someone walking in the corridor, the sound passed through the corridor outside the classroom of Class A, the girl seemed to sense something, stood up gently, and walked out without making a sound.

Although Evan was a little scared, she felt that this quiet class was even more weird and excessive, so she didn't look up and squeezed around her table mate, who had been staring at the light curtain notes, and still no one paid attention to what had just happened, including the table she had just touched.

Ivan who felt more and more frightened subconsciously quickened his pace, the girl's figure was about to disappear around the corner, and she hurried to catch up with it.

The girl didn't stop, went downstairs directly, and took the fastest route directly out of the gate of the teaching building. It seems that she didn't notice the little tail that was trailing her.

Before the end of class, it was pitch black outside the teaching building, and only a street lamp every ten meters was dimly shining.

It seemed that in the darkness, the figure felt safe, and walked more and more slowly. And Ivan kept his speed constant, getting closer and closer to her, and she had that strange feeling again, and the person in front of her seemed to be a little too thin.