Many students go to great lengths to pile books on their desks, and they must be piled up in the shape of a wall, or at least the shape of a wall.

Even more exaggerated is the stacking of desks at a right angle, or a zigzag with only one side opening.

Of course, some of them didn't go out of their way to make such a piling up, and most of them weren't. Zhang Saiwen and Li Sirui's class is an experimental class. Not all students can enter the experimental class.

In fact, the widely circulated classroom seating list in junior high school has long been meaningless. Or there is, but there is only a very small reference and guidance.

There is nothing too new about the mental journey of high school students.

Basically, everyone in the first year of high school is looking forward to the division of arts and sciences. Such a subject that is not good at or is very difficult has to say goodbye to myself in the second year of high school, so that it is good to get together and disperse.

I must look like a lone knight, or at least a medical hero with a scalpel.

I'm going to have to put an end to the abominable subject under my sword. Eliminate it in style, and then go both ways with the subjects I am interested in.

In this way, I will not be hindered and hindered from entering the university.

The problem is after the second year of high school. After dividing the class, I found that I was neither a chivalrous nor a medical master.

The subjects that were terminated under the knife are actually not so hateful. Maybe it's the subjects that are left behind that are the ones that are hateful? It's normal at this time and at that time.

From then on, you don't need to step into the third year of high school, and you have a rough idea of where you're going next.

Friends who know that they have become a city when they are alone immediately put away their knives.

or rush left and right, or bow to all directions. Be sure to listen to the chickens and pay full attention to the subjects you are staying in. I hope to live up to my choice, and I don't want to lose it.

In addition, there are people who respond with Buddhism. It's okay, yes, it's okay.

I know how many catties and taels I have, and consciously catching up is empty talk. Their desks tend to be the cleanest. The teacher will listen to what he wants, take the exam at will, and rank at will.

There is another group of people who are the busiest, but the busy ones are obviously not the main business in the classroom. They are the ones who deliberately surround their desks in a zigzag shape.

They hollowed out books and put them on their phones. The QQ chat on the web page is in full swing. They glance at ten lines, and what they browse is not books, but online texts on mobile phones.

The male and female protagonists in the online article. A coma, a fire, an electric shock, a car accident......

Others even need to snap their fingers to cross over. and then with the princes and nobles thousands of years ago, and even the kings who were busy with sudden death in the official history.

Love until you die and come alive. Of course, this is worn by women.

The men often met the emperor of the ages, and then used the knowledge of nine years of compulsory education to quickly break through all barriers, including language.

Boiling salt, large-scale iron and steel, and modern light and heavy industries are on the ground and dries quickly.

Three under five divided by two to gather countless wealth, marry countless white rich beauty, and embark on the peak of life.

In the article, there are such as the First People's Hospital of San Francisco, the old Chinese medicine doctor of St. John, the evil smile of the domineering president, and the howl of Jiang's sister-in-law's real surname Meng cried that the Great Wall fell.

Wonderful.

Zhang Saiwen is undoubtedly the same person who is piled up on the desk, but he just didn't dig up books and mobile phones.

He wrote a sentence on the inside of the stack of books with a post-it note: Linyuan envy fish, it is better to retreat and close the net.

In fact, it's talking about mobile phones, not about web QQ, but about short messages.

Li Sirui watched his fingers fly and press the button of his mobile phone, and asked him dryly: Do you get tenosynovitis if you send so many text messages every day?

Zhang Saiwen didn't raise his head: What kind of package are you using?

Li Sirui said that I used the Shenzhou line.

Zhang Saiwen still kept his fingers flying and typing on the keyboard without looking up. After a pause, he said: I use the dynamic zone, I don't understand the teacher's lecture after the text message is sent.

Li Sirui asks: Why?

Zhang Saiwen replied: Because there are packages that buy the number of text messages that are not sent, I will feel at a loss, so I don't want to listen.

Li Sirui casually took the book and slammed it on the table, muttering sullenly: livestock.

Zhang Saiwen sent the text message. He glanced up at Li Sirui. Say, "Look, what you have in your mouth now is tenosynovitis."

Li Sirui threw his head into the pile of books and ignored him.

There are schools that have been approved in advance to preach, colleges and universities that have been approved in advance for arts, and colleges and universities that have specialized majors to preach......

Zhang Saiwen glanced at Li Sirui, who was brushing the question, stretched his waist and kicked his legs, yawned and said vaguely:

You have been chasing me for so many years, and you are destined to be inseparable from me. Do you want to report Shuangyashan with me?

Before Li Sirui could speak, the girl at the front table turned to ask with a fluttering face:

Zhang Saiwen, are you 1 or 0, why did Li Sirui chase you for so many years and didn't follow others?

Zhang Saiwen said that I can be 1 or 0, and it is not my fault that he has been chasing me for many years, but his own unclear sexual orientation.

What about you? Are you a 1 or a 0? Tell me I'm accommodating you.

The girl at the front table said, "Why are you accommodating me?" Your sister and your daily text message message channel is about to be passed on by the two of you.

There are sparks and lightning all the way, and they all go straight to sparks.

Zhang Saiwen said that feelings do not suffer from widowhood, but from unevenness, friends. We cordially invite you to join us, pointing your finger at your phone, pointing at Li Sirui, and then pointing at her.

The girl said, Wow! I didn't expect you to be really an animal. I just don't know if it's one or the other.

Zhang Saiwenyun said lightly, no, it's a horse.

Li Sirui kept his head down, and suddenly looked up at Zhang Saiwen very inappropriately. He clicked on Saiwen's mobile phone with his hand. Then he asked, "Really?"

Zhang Saiwen looked at him and said: If you think about one layer down, just one layer. Thinking about it one layer down, you are the white-eyed wolf that I have bought breakfast every day for all these years.

Li Sirui looked at Zhang Saiwen's expression and knew that what he said was true. Then he obediently shut up.

Also, Li Sirui's breakfast over the years has gone from twisting and kneading to accepting it calmly. It's really a day of decline, and Zhang Saiwen took it out of his schoolbag for him.

In order to match his fritters with soy milk, Zhang Saiwen even put him in his schoolbag by tying a dead knot in a plastic bag.

Then Li Sirui took a straw and had nowhere to start, violently pulled the bag and cracked it, making his hands and bodies full of hot soy milk.

Of course, Li Sirui was grateful, and he occasionally insisted on replying the invitation. After returning to the invitation, I saw that Zhang Saiwen's lunch still had a breakfast that was taken out of his schoolbag or shriveled, or cold.

Just pull it down, this guy doesn't like it. It seems that he should find someone to take care of him in order to strengthen his position as an older brother.

Speaking of which, his half-sister receives his own freshly used textbooks every semester.

Li Sirui even saw him solemnly draw a five-pointed star next to the main points in the textbook, and then wrote:

Tingting, this place is the focus. It must be integrated here...... Something like that.

Every now and then, he will sincerely say, it's good that your sister has you!

And when Zhang Saiwen heard this, he laughed at an innocent person.

I can see that he is faintly envious of the sister who is still only in the text message.

Sometimes I wonder if I had such a sister.