At the first class meeting of the new semester, the class teacher, Mr. Sun, wrote on the blackboard 'class leader', 'discipline committee', 'labor committee', 'sports committee', 'Chinese class representative', 'mathematics class representative'...... Such a bunch of class cadre job titles.

Then Teacher Sun put down the chalk and said, "We are going to elect a new class leader today." Many students have already asked me to register, and now I ask again, are there any cadres who want to be on duty? Gao Xuefei, put your hands down for me! Let me tell you about the process of today's selection......"

Song Xingye quietly asked the boy next to him: "Didn't you sign up?" ”

Xu Zhe shook his head.

Song Xingye: "Last time, I saw you talk to the teacher for a long time, didn't she persuade you?" I thought that even if you didn't want to be, the teacher would persuade you. ”

Xu Zhe: "She only asked me once, and I said that I was not a cadre on duty, so she didn't persuade me." ”

Song Xingye was a little puzzled: "It's strange, if she wasn't persuading Ling to be a cadre on duty, then why did it take so long......"

Xu Zhe explained: "Because it's something else. She and I talked to the teachers of other classes to try to reduce the burden of homework in the future. ”

Song Xingye blinked: "What do you mean?" So that you don't have to do homework in the future? ”

Xu Zhe: "Of course, it's not that you don't write at all, but you write less. For example, homework on weekends can be waived, or homework that takes too long and is not meaningful. Of course, you still have to do your usual homework. You see, I was still doing my homework between classes. ”

Song Xingye was stunned for a few seconds and muttered, "This is the ...... who is the first in the grade."

"It's not just the first grade," Xu Zhe interrupted, "The key is that I also signed up for the Olympiad competition, and I applied for it in the first year of junior high school, so I was the only one." ”

The girl lowered her head and was silent for a long time.

At this time, Teacher Sun happened to say: "Song Xingye, do you want to sign up for the class president or the disciplinary committee?" ”

The girl lifted her little face and shook her head.

Teacher Sun continued to ask a few other good students.

And Song Xingye turned his face slightly and asked softly, "Then you don't need to ask me to borrow homework in the future, right?" ”

"Yes, the usual amount of homework is not large, so there is no need to delay."

But after he finished speaking, I don't know why, the girl sighed faintly.

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On the first weekend of the new semester, Xu Zhe got up early, turned on the computer to keep it busy, and went out.

He went to school.

Walk into the junior high school teaching building, go upstairs, and find Mr. Lu's office. Then Mr. Lu took him to a classroom.

Before entering the door, he glanced at the sign on the door - the third and fourth classes of junior high school.

There were already eight students sitting in the classroom, all of whom looked like they were in the second and third years of junior high school. They sat in their seats, heard the door open, and looked in unison at the old teacher who had entered the door, and at the boys who followed behind.

Teacher Lu walked up to the podium: "This is the new Xu Zhe. He will study with everyone this semester and prepare for the competition in July. Let me tell you first, Xu Zhe is still in the first year of junior high school, and he has already passed the test and has the foundation to learn Olympiad mathematics. Don't look at his age than you, but he is not weaker than you at all. ”

When the old teacher spoke, Xu Zhe stood by the podium, his eyes swept over several seniors, but he stayed on Shen Lan by the window for half a second.

"Okay, Xu Zhe, take a look, which position do you like?"

In a classroom where forty or fifty people usually sit there, now there are only single-digit students, so it naturally seems very empty. Everyone was separated from the others, and no one was next to each other as if they were at the same table.

With so many empty seats, pick and choose......

"Window by the window." Xu Zhe pointed to the position behind Shen Lan.

Teacher Lu: "Okay, sit down." We're going to start lecturing soon. ”

Xu Zhexuan's seat was indeed closer to Shen Lan, but it was not next to each other, but behind her, separated by two rows of desks.

Teacher Lu began to lecture.

Soon, Xu Zhe realized the benefits of this extraordinarily sparse seating - people basically do not affect each other, and the sitting posture can be more casual and relaxed.

He quickly devoted himself to Mr. Lu's teaching.

Compared with the usual courses, this kind of competition improvement class is finally a little more challenging.

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In the middle of Mr. Lu's class, he set aside a break of more than ten minutes for everyone.

Shen Lan took out a bottle of mineral water from the drawer and took two sips. Then, as she screwed the cap on, a mediocre-looking but haughty-looking boy came over, stood at her desk, leaned over slightly, and spoke to her in a low voice.

"That junior high school kid named Xu Zhe, do you know him?"

The boy who spoke was named Wei Junkun, and like her, he was a student in the third and fourth classes of junior high school. In fact, Mr. Lu is also a mathematics teacher in the third and fourth classes of junior high school, which is why he chose this place as the classroom for the competition team.

Shen Lan's answer was simple: "Yes, I know." ”

Wei Junkun asked again: "Who is he?" I mean, does he know you well? ”

Shen Lan: "It's so-so." ”

Wei Junkun said tentatively: "I noticed just now that he sat behind you, as if he was staring at you several times...... So what's your relationship? ”

Shen Lan sighed and asked, "What does it have to do with you?" ”

Wei Junkun opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.

Shen Lan felt a little funny. What kind of intentions the boy in front of her had, she could see at a glance, but this guy still thought he could hide it. That little attempt to close the distance seemed ridiculously naïve to her.

On the contrary, Xu Zhe's words and deeds are much more mature, which makes people unable to see through them......

Thinking of this, Shen Lan subconsciously wanted to look back. But before he could make a move, Wei Junkun spoke again.

"Do you think this Xu Zhe can really keep up with us?"

Shen Lan: "You can ask him to see if he has confidence." ”

Wei Junkun touched his nose: "I'm just a little curious, I just participated in this competition in my first year of junior high school...... If he can really do it, wouldn't it be very easy for the second and third junior high schools? ”

"Olympiad rankings are only extra points, and they have to take the high school entrance examination. Since you're so curious about him, let me ask you. ”

Shen Lan said this, turned around, and snapped his fingers at Xu Zhe.

Her snapping fingers were loud, and her movements were quite chic.

Xu Zhe: "? ”

Shen Lan asked, "You also listened to a class, how do you feel?" ”

Xu Zhe: "It feels okay. ”

Shen Lan smiled: "What do you mean it's okay?" ”

Wei Junkun couldn't help but ask, "You shouldn't really be a genius, right?" ”

Xu Zhe said indifferently: "Aren't all of you sitting here geniuses, including you, senior." ”

Obviously, the attitude of this junior in front of him was very peaceful, but Wei Junkun just felt a little unhappy inexplicably. It's like, I'm being treated like a child?

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