Li Hongdou's language score is as she said - it has always been good. Li Hongdou "blamed" all this on her father: "When I was a child, I only saw poetry collections at home, and I was only interested in poetry since I was a child. I even thought that reading a book was reading poetry. I don't know if it's wrong? ”

"Take your time, math isn't hard to learn." Qian Aishu tried to comfort Li Hongdou.

Li Hongdou looked at Qian Aishu's serious appearance and laughed: "You think I'm unhappy? Wrong! There is also a difference between failing the grade. Li Hongdou's most powerful thing is his mouth.

"What's the difference about passing, at most it's a matter of score."

"Of course it's different, I don't like math, failing math is expected, I don't need to worry about it."

"I'm sorry for you." Qian Aishu is helpless.

In a school where academic performance is the only measure, Li Hongdou is good at Chinese, so Teacher Xie naturally looks at her differently. Teacher Xie is also a generous person, after Li Hongdou confronted him last time, he also realized that he had something wrong, and apologized to Qian Aishu and Li Hongdou in class the next day. Afterwards, Li Hongdou said to Qian Aishu that she admired Teacher Xie even more, and Teacher Xie was a real man.

Usually in class, Li Hongdou and Teacher Xie also cooperate tacitly, especially when talking about ancient poems, Li Hongdou can always talk to Teacher Xie endlessly. When Mr. Xie casually chanted: "The country is in danger, donating one's life to the country, and treating death as home, so it is patriotic", Li Hongdou will definitely immediately confront: "When a hundred wastes are waiting to be lifted, work hard to create an industry, work hard, and be patriotic!" Immediately, Mr. Xie will give a thumbs up, "Okay, good, that's right." Li Hongdou will humbly say: "Where, where!" Thanks to the teacher's education. This is what Mr. Xie calls "teacher-student interactive teaching method". However, the scope of interaction is very narrow, and it cannot even include students who love to learn, such as Qian Aishu. Every time I have a Chinese class, I see Teacher Xie and Li Hongdou drinking three or four in the whole class, and the other students are either busy with their own business, or they look at Teacher Xie and Li Hongdou and smirk. Mr. Xie has a feeling that his ambition has not been rewarded. He discussed with Li Hongdou how to interact. Li Hongdou stared at him with wide eyes, and he had no claim.

"How about reorganizing the school's 'Dawn' Literary Club, which has been suspended for almost three years?" Mr. Xie contributed his own clever plan.

"Yes, yes! I'm really, thinking about getting a literary club every day, but I forgot about it today. Li Hongdou was very happy.

"Then I'll do it right away. You should promote it well in the class and find me more people with lofty ideals. Seeing Li Hongdou's happy appearance, Teacher Xie was greatly encouraged, "The sooner the better, I must bring everyone together this time." ”

"Shall we change the name? I've always felt that 'Dawn' is not literary enough. Li Hongdou pinched his head and thought for a long time without results, "What should I change?" ”

"We can think about the name slowly, and I want to say hello to the school first. You'll have to give us a room. Teacher Xie took out a hemp bag from under his desk and untied the rope tied to the mouth of the bag, "You see, this is some of the poems and paintings I collected before, there is no place to hang them, now I can hang them in the literary club." Teacher Xie smiled like a child.

"Great!" Looking at a large number of calligraphy and paintings, Li Hongdou almost danced, "I'm going to tell the good news to my classmates!" ”

As soon as Li Hongdou returned to the classroom, regardless of the self-study class, he walked quickly to the podium, picked up the chalk, and wrote on the blackboard with a little trembling hand: The Literature Club has opened!

"Do we have a literature club in our school? Why haven't you heard of it before? Li Hongdou, how do you know? Isn't that a lie? ”

The classmates were skeptical.

"Why am I lying to you? I'm not idle to do! ”

Li Hongdou then wrote on the blackboard: Everyone is welcome to participate, and those who are interested should come to our office to register.

"Li Hongdou, are you the president?"

"Li Hongdou, what is the name of the Literary Society?"

"Li Hongdou ......"

Li Hongdou was bombarded with questions from his classmates.

"Quiet, everyone!" Class leader Fan Yan's voice was mixed with some bluff elements, which was not enough to suppress the position, "Let the teachers in the Academic Affairs Office hear that you have suffered!" ”

The classroom still didn't calm down, and Fan Yan saw that no one bought his account, so he went out angrily.

"Isn't he going to the head teacher?" Someone worried.

"Ignore him, look at his self-righteous appearance."

Li Hongdou sat at her desk, and many classmates gathered around her—stepping on stools or sitting on the table.

"We're not doing anything bad, it's like this for whoever comes."

"Everyone think about it, what should be the name of our literary club?" Li Hongdou took out a stack of white paper and distributed it to the students gathered around, "Let's write one each, and then we will pick the best one among them." ”

Li Hongdou also gave Qian Aishu a piece of paper.

"I don't want to join the literary club, what are you doing for me?" Qian Aishu returned the paper to Li Hongdou.

"Brainstorm ideas, you can help me think about it." Li Hongdou stuffed the paper to Qian Aishu.

"Then I'll think about it, but I can't think of a good name." Qian Aishu frowned, and couldn't think of it after thinking about it for a long time. Just when I was at a loss, an idiom in the homework book came into view: trekking through mountains and rivers.

"Trek? How about the Trek Literature Club? Li Hongdou. Qian Aishu blurted out.

"Trek." Everyone read it out loud in unison.

"Trekking, trekking, trekking for our literature. Okay, good name. "Someone was talking at the door.

Everyone looked over, and it turned out to be Mr. Xie.

"We use 'trekking' as the name of our literary club, and I believe that our literary club can also trek out of a vast world." Mr. Xie's tone was impassioned and subdued.

"Brother, you should also join the literary club." Li Hongdou has never looked at Qian Aishu so sincerely, "From the name you gave, I can see that you have literary potential, join in." ”

Everyone looked at Qian Aishu, and Qian Aishu was seen by everyone's whole body with chicken feathers, and the boss in his heart was unhappy, "What a bullshit literary club, I'm not so boring." "Learning is the most important thing." ”

"Brother, why don't you speak? Say yes or no? Li Hongdou pushed Qian Aishu.

"No, I don't even write a diary, and joining the literary club must be just a show, so why waste time." Qian Aishu has a resolute attitude.

"If you don't enter, forget it." Li Hongdou was a little annoyed, "I just gave the literary club a name and put it on the shelf." ”

"Don't be so childish, everyone who wants to join should sign up." Teacher Xie took out a beautiful notebook from his bag and placed it in the center of the podium, "If you want to join, please raise your hand, and I will write your name." ”

"Huh" came up with a large piece of palm. "One, two, three......" Teacher Xie smiled, "There are 30 students in total. ”

After writing down all the names, Mr. Xie suddenly shouted like crazy: "The Trek Literature Club was officially established today!" ”

The students also shouted excitedly with Teacher Xie. Unexpectedly, the grand occasion of the opening ceremony of the general room was shocked by the principal's roar: "You are all crazy? It's in class! When is this a horse farm? Shouting three and drinking four! What does it look like? ”

The gaze in the principal's eyes was like two lasers, and the timid student hurriedly returned to his seat and sat down, so as not to be accidentally injured by strafing.

"Where's your teacher?" The principal couldn't tell Mr. Xie from the crowd of students.

"I am." Teacher Xie slowly moved out, and he was also very afraid, "Principal, I am conducting an experiment of 'interactive teaching'. The principal glanced at Teacher Xie and didn't say anything, then turned his head to the door and said, "Fan Yan, come here." Only then did the classmates notice that Fan Yan was standing outside the door.

Fan Yan walked into the classroom and stood beside the principal.

"What 'interactive teaching' when I'm blind?" When the headmaster said this, his tone was calm enough to be in the same state he had always had. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that there would be no more storms.

"It's good to run a literary club, but you can't mess around in class." The principal found a stool and sat down, and then said, "It's all extracurricular activities, don't mess around in class, at most talk about it in Chinese class, then you have to maintain classroom discipline, what kind of system is it like today?" ”

"Yes, yes, the principal is right, blame me for being too excited." Teacher Xie sincerely admitted his mistakes.

Everyone opened their mouths and stared, and the headmaster couldn't say anything more, so he stayed for a while and left.

"It's Fan Yan again, the scum, in the same class with this kind of person, and his face is lost." Li Hongdou scolded secretly.