Chapter 11 Societies

Teacher Wang was choked by Yao Yiyue's words for a long time, and only after a minute did she remember the boy with a schoolbag standing next to her. Pointing to Yao Yiyue's side, he said, "You go and sit over there!" ”

The boy glanced at it, and it was the last row leaning against the window. I couldn't help but hold my eyes, raised my head and said to Teacher Wang, "Teacher, I don't think it's suitable to sit there." It's too far away from the blackboard, and shouldn't you be ranked according to your academic performance? ”

Yao Yiyue couldn't help but look at the boy when he heard this, he was slender, his skin was pale, he was slightly hunched over, and he was wearing a thick-soled rimless glasses. At a glance, you can tell which school it is from, and it is a nerd who admits death.

Teacher Wang glanced down at the college entrance examination transcript in his hand, and then looked up at the students. Roll call said: "Song Ruobai"

Yao Yiyue saw the boy sitting in the second row stand up, and Teacher Wang said to the boy: "You go and sit in the back, he is short-sighted and lets him sit in the front!" ”

Even though you're a high school student, who doesn't know what to do? Mr. Wang also said yesterday that he should not be assigned to a small team, let alone be graded because of his grades. Today, because this classmate did well in the exam, I will sit in the front. That's enough.

The boy had a good temper, and walked to Yao Yiyue with his schoolbag and sat down. And the boy with glasses walked to Song Ruobai's seat and sat down contentedly.

Teacher Wang stood on the podium and said to everyone: "Today's morning class meeting, let the students introduce themselves. ”

She picked up the list in her hand and said, "This list is ranked according to your high school entrance examination scores, and the ranking is your student number." I'll take the roll call according to the student number, and you will introduce yourself! When I was in military training, I assigned you an assignment to introduce yourself at the beginning of the semester and talk about your ideal university and major. ”

"No. 1, Zhang Xuewei!" At this time, a boy of medium height stood up and introduced himself: "Hello everyone, I am Zhang Xuewei from the experimental middle school. My ideal university is Peking University, and I don't have any major I want to study for the time being. So I want to go to Guanghua School of Management, and then decide what industry to pursue in the future. ”

Teacher Wang nodded, and seriously wrote a few words on the list in her hand. Then he said: "Peking University is not easy to get into, but every year our school is admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University." I keep you all in mind, and I usually urge you a lot. ”

Yao Yiyue didn't know if she was too careful, she seemed to hear Fan Chenyi's almost inaudible cold snort just now. However, she didn't have time to study this at this time, she wanted to know how many places she could rank in the class with this grade.

Qi Jingyi ranked third in the class, and she stood up with a crisp voice: "Hello everyone, I'm Qi Jingyi." I am from the No. 2 Middle School in the city, and the school I want to go to is also Peking University. ”

After speaking, he sat down, and the next few students were talking about either Nankai or Zhejiang University, or Fudan or the National People's Congress.

"Thirteenth, Yao Yiyue!" When Teacher Wang read Yao Yiyue's name, she was slightly stunned, slowly stood up, cleared her throat and said, "Hello everyone, I am Yao Yiyue who is on leave for military training." I'm from City No. 2 Middle School, well, my ideal university is the Central Conservatory of Music. In the future, I will just become a music teacher. ”

Teacher Wang's face was ugly when she heard this, and she put down the roster in her hand. Straighten up and ask in a loud voice, "Conservatory?" Do you still want to be an art student? A score of two or three hundred in the cultural class is enough, what is the use of you taking the test? Yao Yiyue, I think you have a problem with your attitude. Did you know that now we have only 200 students who have passed the cut-off score this year. But our No. 1 Middle School has a total of 15 classes this year, and each class can be divided into thirteen or fourteen. You're already the lowest scorer in Class A, and if you're not so motivated, I'm telling you, you're dangerous! ”

Yao Yiyue's face was hot, she didn't understand why she wanted to go to the Central Conservatory of Music. I have been learning piano for more than ten years, and I have been dancing for more than ten years. Isn't it good to get into such an institution? Tsinghua University and Peking University are good, but not everyone can squeeze in.

Teacher Wang was not enough, and continued: "Yao Yiyue, I think you are too loose, although you are the best among art students. But let me tell you, art students aren't doing that well. Singing, dancing and drawing, how many people have persevered after studying for so many years? Don't waste your achievements! ”

Then after a pause, she said: "The above thirteen are Class A students in our class, and these don't mean anything." If you don't take it seriously, you can easily be overtaken by the students behind you. For example, Zheng Bin, the fourteenth, is three points lower than Yao Yiyue. His high school entrance examination score was 608 points, only two points below the admission cut-off score. There are 19 students in our class who scored more than 600 points in the middle school exam, and you people have great hopes. ”

At the beginning of the conversation, Bala Bala said a lot of alarmist things. The students in the back didn't have time to introduce themselves, because Mr. Wang talked about it like a river.

In the middle of the words, Zhan Shaoang, the most famous student of the school, was mentioned: "There is a celebrity in our school, who has been on TV and in newspapers, but so what? I read the cartoon he drawn, and it was dark and eerie and full of anger. Zhan Shaoang's academic performance is not bullshit, painting is stupid, what do you say such people are of use to society? Painting some scenes of fighting and killing every day doesn't contribute much to society. Don't follow his example, he makes more money than I do. If you don't have the talent he has, you'll have to study hard. ”

Yao Yiyue listened drowsily, and when the bell rang, the morning self-study ended. Teacher Wang called a few boys to follow her to get their textbooks, and told the students to rest for ten minutes before going to class.

The students relaxed, some stood up to fetch water in front of the water dispenser, and some lazed their waists in their seats.

The girl in front of Yao Yiyue turned around and said to her with envy: "I didn't expect you to study so well, you were admitted to the first middle school." After speaking, he asked, "Why didn't you come during military training?" ”

Yao Yiyue said with a smile: "During the summer vacation, my face was sunburned, and I had to apply medicine and drip to not bask in the sun." So I'm on leave, which school are you? ”

The girl's face showed a look of disgust: "I'm from the thirteenth middle school." Hey, I'm not good at studying, my dad paid me to send me. ”

While talking, several students who were carrying books walked in and distributed them to the students according to Mr. Wang's instructions. Yao Yiyue's tablemate, Song Ruobai, whispered to her, "You didn't see what Teacher Wang meant just now, did you?" She wants to sit you down because of your good grades. ”

Yao Yiyue rolled her eyes and said, "I'm not happy to sit in the front." Besides, I'm an art student, so I usually have to take time off. I'm sorry to sit in front! ”

Song Ruobai looked at Yao Yiyue in surprise: "Are you really only an art student?" Mr. Wang is right, your score is really blind. ”

Yao Yiyue didn't understand what there was to be blind about, but she wouldn't explain too much. The first class was Mr. Wang's class, which was boring and boring. However, because it was the class teacher's class and the first class of the new semester, everyone was quite serious.

During the lunch break, Yao Yiyue and Qi Jingyi finished eating together in the cafeteria. When I passed by the playground, I found many senior students setting up tables and recruiting for clubs.

After the two walked around from beginning to end, Qi Jingyi shook her head and said, "None of them I like, I'd better go to the student union." You can exercise, Yueyue, what do you think? ”

Yao Yiyue looked at the recruited senior brothers and sisters, thought for a while and said, "I think the hip-hop club is very good, but my hip-hop dance is not very good." It would be nice if we could get in, and everyone would have a good discussion. There is also a campus radio station that is also recruiting, and I want to go to the radio station. If you do, you don't have to do it between classes*. ”

Qi Jingyi was a little worried, and asked in a low voice: "It's not okay, the radio station is okay and won't delay studying." Don't go to that hip-hop club, what if Teacher Wang doesn't agree? ”

Yao Yiyue pursed her lips and disagreed: "Since the school allows the club to exist and is openly recruiting, it means that there is no problem." How boring high school study is, it's good to enrich your high school life. Otherwise, every day is like a senior year in high school, isn't it a matter of life! ”

Qi Jingyi couldn't be dissuaded, so she could only accompany Yao Yiyue to sign up. After the registration of the radio station, it was announced that the self-study time on Friday night will be held in the self-study room 201 of the No. 1 teaching building.

The hip-hop club is much simpler, only recruiting students with dance experience. The people over there were very lively, because there was a girl who did a hot jazz dance on the spot. The action was extremely hot, attracting the surrounding students to pause and look sideways. The girl seemed to enjoy the feeling of being watched, and improvised a motor dance. The so-called motor dance is like having a motor on your buttocks, and the movements are skillful and shake quickly.

Qi Jingyi shook her head again and again, saying that she wouldn't let Yao Yiyue go to the hip-hop club because the atmosphere was too chaotic. Yao Yiyue couldn't resist Qi Jingyi, so she could only accept her fate and miss this club.

"Yueyue, if you really like literary and artistic activities. It's better to go to the student union, and the art department can also be. It looks more formal, and the identity of the student union is also very face-saving. Qi Jingyi was worried that Yao Yiyue would not change her life, so she chattered in her ear.

Yao Yiyue agreed good-naturedly: "Okay, okay, don't be verbose." I know, I'm not going to join the hip-hop club. It's a little regrettable, but you're right, too much is not good. ”

Before the November holiday, the school also has a school celebration event. The school celebration was held in conjunction with the Autumn Sports Day and lasted for three days. On Friday, the school celebration meeting of all teachers and students will be held in the morning, and in the afternoon, there will be performances for all grades. Saturday and Sunday two-day sports day!

High school freshmen have to go to the square team in each class, which is known to everyone during military training. However, Yao Yiyue did not train because she took leave, and Ms. Wang was worried that she and the other two classmates would be delayed, so she simply regarded them as supernumerary personnel.

In the afternoon, when the physical education class rehearsed the formation, Yao Yiyue and the other two classmates stood aside and watched stupidly. At this time, the head of the grade came to check at the invitation of Mr. Wang, and unexpectedly saw Yao Yiyue, who was standing next to her bored and chatting with her classmates。。。。。