In fact, Enron is quite satisfied with the current situation.

After the start of the school year, the seats were adjusted again, and the seats of the two of them were moved to the window position, she was inside, and he was outside.

Normally, if she wanted to get in and out, she had to go past his position, and he had to get up and stand in the aisle before she could get out.

However, because Jiang Jieyun was there very little time, and most of the time he didn't wait for the end of class, as long as he listened to what he wanted to hear, he didn't look at the teacher on the podium, picked up his schoolbag and left.

So, without this young master's way, her entry and exit became quite smooth and free.

An Ran likes the position by the window, tired of doing homework, raised his head to look at the blue sky and green trees outside the window, relieved the tired eyes and nerves, and put a pot of bamboo on the windowsill, the delicate and elegant greenery makes people feel relieved, and when she gets out of class, she often helps it water.

Besides, the small desk is not spacious, if the two sit side by side, they must always slightly restrain each other's posture, so as not to touch each other's bent arms when writing or holding things.

With such a tablemate who doesn't see anyone all day long, of course, Enron doesn't have any troubles in this regard, and he doesn't have to carefully restrain his movements.

One more bonus, it's a lot of fun.

The classmates seemed to extend their fear and wariness of Jiang Jieyun from himself to his desk and chair.

Usually everyone changes seats with each other, and when chatting between classes, when they see that the seats that are not sitting will sit up and talk more sexually, but no one dares to sit in Jiang Jieyun's position, even when the students on duty are cleaning every day, when they sweep to his position, they are also extra attentive, for fear of missing a small piece of shredded paper or something for him to see, looking for his own trouble, because An Ran's position is next to him, so her one-third of an acre of land is always borrowed and cleaned quite carefully.

An Ran felt funny, but also deeply touched, thinking that she was one of these people back then, thinking about it many years later, the fear at that time seemed unreasonable, it was ridiculous, but they were quite serious at the beginning.

No, just a week and one day after school started, rumors about Jiang Jieyun's various versions have been flying all over the sky, and the news is basically outrageous, full of cute and exaggerated imagination in his youth.

Of course, they didn't forget that this guy entered the twenty-fourth middle school with the first place, but because what this young master Jiang did really violated everyone's conventional understanding of honor students, it was really hard to believe that such a guy who always skips class, goes in and out of class at will, and never hands in homework will achieve such excellent results with his own learning ability.

As a result, some classmates wondered if he had made a cheat sheet during the exam.

As soon as this suspicion came out, it was immediately recognized by everyone, and then, slowly, this suspicion became a fact recognized by everyone, and later, various new explanations were derived.

For example, he steals test papers and answers.

For example, he threatened to judge the teacher and so on.

Obviously, Zhou Fanghua had heard a lot about this, and at this time, he pulled An Ran, who was looking at Jiang Jieyun, and whispered: "Eh, my house is over there, you still have to continue to walk along this road, what if he sees it?" ”

An Ran was made to laugh a little by this girl's cautious, cute appearance of grass and trees, and replied in a low voice: "Then goodbye." I have to follow this road, I have to go to the vegetable market, this is the only way. ”

"Oh, yes." Zhou Fanghua reacted, and was a little embarrassed: "Then you should be careful, bye." ”

An Ran waved his hand at her, watched her enter the gate of the next community, and then rode into the car, and the door of the grocery store had long lost the figure of Jiang Jieyun and his partner.

An Ran shrugged his shoulders and rode to the vegetable market as he pondered his essay in his head to see if there was any room for improvement.

What An Ran didn't expect was that in Wednesday's Chinese class, she was praised by Teacher Liu, and she deliberately used her "My Ideal - More and More Beautiful" as a model essay and read it aloud in public.

“…… The future is still quite far away for me, and I don't know what kind of career I will pursue, what kind of life trajectory I will have, who I will meet, and what knowledge I will learn.

But I will always study hard, learn to persevere, learn to endure, learn not to regret, and learn to trust...... Learn to become a more and more beautiful person.

True beauty is not in appearance, but in knowledge, in character, and the beauty of countenance, like a flower, withers and withers with the passage of time. Knowledge and character will not, knowledge is like water, trickling into the sea, it will become more and more abundant, thick and thin. Character is like steel, constantly tempered, it will become more and more refined, and it will not bend ......"

"Although the transition of some paragraphs in this essay by An Ran is a little abrupt and the expression of emotions is not natural enough, what I value most is the idea of this article." After Ms. Liu finished reading, she slowly put An Ran's composition on the podium, and then she picked up a piece of chalk from the blackboard slot, turned to face the blackboard, and wrote as she spoke: "What is an idea?" ”

She drew a circle on the side of the word "idea" on the blackboard, clicked heavily on it with chalk, and turned to look at the students in the classroom who were listening attentively—of course, a certain young master was very skillfully ignored by her.

"It's the soul of an article!" Teacher Liu accentuated his tone and wrote this sentence after the word "intention".

"The structure and plot of the article are skeletons, and without a skeleton, this article can only be spread out into a mess of mud and cannot be supported by the wall. The writing of an article is flesh and blood, and an article with no structure is a pile of bones and cannot be beautiful. Teacher Liu smiled when he said this: "Students, do you know what kind of girl is a beauty?" ”

Seeing that the teacher was smiling humorously, the students immediately climbed up the pole, and some male students shouted: "You look good." ”

There is a bolder one: "It's not good to look good, you have to be in good shape." ”

Teacher Liu nodded when he heard this, turned around and wrote the words "flesh and bones stop evenly" on the blackboard.

"What do you mean by 'flesh and bone stop'? To put it simply, it's proportional coordination, and of course, I'm definitely not going to be able to do that. Teacher Liu laughed at himself very generously.

The students below wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and tried to hold back.

Teacher Liu immediately put away his smile and said, "When used in the article, structure and writing are indispensable." ”