Bai Luofan was actually very puzzled, obviously he had said that he had agreed to go to school together and sit at the same table the night before, how could it become like this in just one day?

She seemed to be deliberately avoiding him......

He pursed his lips, propped his left elbow on the table, supported his face, and rested his right hand on the table casually, his fingers tapping on the table again and again.

A gaze came to him, and he was extremely keen to catch the source of the gaze—the girl hiding from him.

He turned his head slightly, and his gaze vanished.

Bai Luofan: "......"

Zhou Luo returned to his seat with dodgy eyes, and when he passed by him, his steps increased significantly.

Bai Luofan: "......" Is he so scary?

*

Song Yao is still the homeroom teacher and math teacher, and the politics teacher is still Cheng Yujun. Other than that, the teachers of other subjects have changed, but the English teachers are old acquaintances.

When Qiao Xinwu entered the classroom for the first class, Zhou Luo heard the whispers of the students of the original sixth class around him. It's a whisper, but it's actually a bit loud.

"Why did you transfer the eliminated teachers to teach our key liberal arts classes?"

"Just, why?"

At this volume, Qiao Xinwu must be able to hear it. But she always kept an impeccable smile and softly asked everyone to open the book.

In the first class, Qiao Xinwu asked anyone who wanted to be the class representative, and the classroom was silent. Somehow, Zhou Luo felt a little sorry for her, and she had helped her out of the siege before, so Zhou Luo volunteered to sign up.

Everyone said that English teachers were the richest people when they were young. The clothes are changed the most diligently, the makeup is the most delicately painted, and I don't know why.

Zhou Luo didn't see any of the above qualities from Qiao Xinwu.

The governess was already over forty years old, and the years did not seem to have treated her well. Strands of white hair mixed with black hair are clearly visible. The wrinkles on her face are also distinct, and even her cheeks have a tendency to sag, revealing an age that does not match her age.

But you can still see that the beauty of her youth.

It is said that the years never defeat the beauty, and Zhou Luo can't imagine what kind of hardships this gentle female teacher has gone through to become like this.

The geography teacher who is the same age as Qiao Xinwu seems to be a lot younger, obviously they are both in their forties, but they look more than ten years different in physiognomy.

For geography teacher Wei Nianjun, Zhou Luo is 10,000 years old. The leader of the geography group, the teacher, must be very capable, how can I save her poor geography grades!

The teacher did not disappoint her, and the first sentence of the class was: "I am allergic to dust, and I can't write board books, so everyone should take care of it." ”

Look, there are many leaders of the geography group! You can be a team leader if you don't have to write a board book.

Zhou Luo had a sincere admiration for Wei Nianjun.

Cheng Yujun laughed heartily at this, and ruthlessly exposed it in class: "What did she tell you about? ”

"She obviously wrote too ugly, and she said it for fear that you would laugh at her. We've been together since middle school, and I know too well her two doggy words, and it's normal to be embarrassed to write them! ”

And Wei Nianjun returned to his office in a rage after learning that he was so "framed" by his good sisters, and ignored Cheng Yujun for a week.

Cheng Yujun took out the colorful gadgets confiscated from the students from the students every day and begged for forgiveness.

When it comes to politics teachers and geography teachers, it's interesting. The political teacher's name is Cheng Yujun, and the geography teacher's name is Wei Nianjun, and later someone made up that the word "Jun" in the geography teacher's name refers to the political teacher, because the daily interaction between the two of them is really interesting.

As for Cheng Yujun's evaluation of the reason why Wei Nianjun didn't write a board book, no one knows whether it was her casual nonsense. Because in the next two and a half years, Wei Nianjun really never wrote a board book, and no one knew what her words looked ugly in.

Of course, that's all for later.

*

Wang Jiong has made drastic changes to some regulations from this semester.

For example, from this semester onwards, I am no longer allowed to go back to the dormitory during lunch break, and I can only sleep on the desk in the classroom.

For example, hooded sweatshirts are not allowed, and all hated tops are not allowed.

Another example is that ten minutes between classes actually becomes seven minutes, and there will be a three-minute bell in the middle, as long as it rings, everyone will enter the classroom to prepare for class, and Wang Jiong will personally arrest people in the corridor......

There are still many "miserable" new regulations, and Wang Jiong is reading them one by one on the loudspeaker. Zhou Luo's head hurt when she heard this, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and press her temple, she felt that there might not be any good days in the future.

New semester, new atmosphere.

It's really new, from the accumulation of these annoying rules one by one, to the strange atmosphere in the new class that is different from the previous one.

When the bell rang, the teacher walked out of the classroom with a book, but the classroom was surprisingly quiet, and no one even walked around. Even if two acquaintances occasionally want to speak, they communicate in a very low voice. Walking into the corridor, it was also silent.

It's really ...... The silence is terrible.

Even when he first entered the school, Zhou Luo's class basically never had such a quiet moment. Usually this situation only occurs when someone among them finds Song Yao lying on the window of the back door watching.

Obviously, everyone wondered why no one spoke or moved around during the normal end of class, but everyone didn't dare to break this weird silence easily.

Strange, very strange, very strange.

Not only were the students strange, but the teacher was surprised by the motionless students after class, and they talked about it in the office.

Song Yao, who was surrounded in the middle, stopped the pen of correcting the homework, and laughed, "What's so strange about this, I am not familiar with the new class when I first arrived, and the days of stopping are only a few days, cherish it, there will be no such store in this village after that." ”

The other teachers looked at each other, obviously questioning Song Yao's steady attitude.

However, it turned out that Song Yao's judgment was right, and within a week, everyone began to return to normal. The classroom was so full of people that the roof almost toppled over.

The teachers felt deeply agreed with Song Yao's words at this time, but it was too late, and they deeply regretted that they did not cherish that quiet day, and now the students are probably familiar with each other, and the noise is annoying.

Zhou Luo likes this new class very much, especially after everyone gets acquainted. And she also made a new friend, who is also her new roommate - Lin Jingjing.

Her dormitory has not changed, because after Mu Youyou moved away before, there was just a vacant bed, and Song Yao said that she could just let Lin Jingjing move in, saving the trouble of moving the dormitory.

Lin Jingjing is a very lively and cheerful little girl, with a shallow pear vortex on both sides of her cheeks when she smiles, and after just a few days of getting along, she successfully got along with Zhou Luo and others.

The peaceful and happy days were probably too comfortable, and God didn't look very pleasing to the eye, so he sent Lu Feng back.

When Lu Feng came, they were in self-study, Wang Jiong personally led him into the door, asked him to pick a seat, and he went straight to the penultimate table in the middle row near the aisle.

On one side of the aisle is Zhouluo.

Zhou Luo: "......"

God, why are you so hard to get along with me!

However, her complaint may have reached the heavens, and God gave her another hard blow.

Song Yao: "Some students in the class reported that the three-person seats in the middle were not easy to go out, so let's adjust it." ”

"The row of the middle row by the aisle and the south row are merged, and the row by the window in the south row is withdrawn and made up to the back of the north and south middle rows, so let's change it now."

So her table mates ...... became Lu Feng......

I can't live this day.