The learning atmosphere of Class B is not particularly strong. As Shi Yu said, half of the classmates in the class were bored. There are people who play psp, play mobile games, chat on QQ and WeChat in the table, and watch novels with their mobile phones tucked in a canvas pencil case to expose the screen, and watch videos with wireless headphones plugged in by their long hair.
The relationship between teachers and students fully shows that the road is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high. One side always has a way to check, and the other side always has a way to play.
A few students who moved out of class A were not very comfortable with it, and they may have been in a bad mood, and one or two were sullen.
Sheng Wang became the only exception.
When Shi Yu told Sheng Wang about this, he was a bit boastful and showy, but he forgot that Sheng Wang had changed too many places and had seen too many classes.
There is a class in one class, and Shengwang, which is more noisy than class B, has stayed in high school. When they were in high school, their top students who were qualified to take the test were picked out and joined a sprint class before the test. That's true. Not following the rules.
As soon as the classroom door is locked and the curtains are drawn, it is common for people to play poker, chess, and head to the black. Sheng Wang had brought a folding basket and nailed it to the back wall of the classroom. The boys could throw anything in it when their hands were itchy, and they dared to compete. Shengwang's excellent basketball shooting is mainly due to those two months.
What's more, they also brought dice and used a mug as a dice cup. The loser invited the whole class to have supper. The so-called whole class is actually 18 people. Sheng Wang was out of luck, so he asked many times.
At that time, the late-night snack in the school cafeteria was specially provided to the teachers on duty. In theory, students could not buy it, for fear of delaying the lights out to sleep. But they have repeatedly succeeded. There were two times I was tipped off, and the teacher on duty came to arrest people with a deduction book. They were divided into three groups, but they dumped people in the midst of siege, chase and interception. The next batch and fighting conference" are happy to meet each other.
What Shi Yu has seen and never seen before, Sheng Wang probably has done it. Xu Dazui said something right, he just took advantage of his looks, and he looked good and honest.
He once thought that he liked that class the most, because it was unscrupulous, because it was lively, and because it could avoid returning to an empty and boring home.
Later, after the walking test was over and the temporary class was disbanded, he realized that his so-called liking was nothing more than this—
On the second day of the holiday, those crazy and outrageous days became blurred. A month later, he couldn't even call some of his classmates' names, and only remembered a few nicknames. Then, the people in those days became "them".
Because in retrospect, those were all piecemeal things that didn't need to be worked on, and nothing good.
The afternoon class of class B was filled with physics and mathematics. The teacher explained the problem-solving ideas diligently above, and there were only a few people below who were holding the pen cooperatively, Sheng Wang being one of them.
But he wasn't taking notes.
The school committee reissued the homework left by the Chinese and English teachers to several of their new students during the break. He gave an ear to the person on the podium, but he brushed the English questions without hesitation.
When turning the page, he stepped on the table bar and shook the chair slightly, feeling that the difference between the downstairs and the upstairs was actually not that big.
The teacher's speech rate is a little slow, the ideas are broken down too finely, the difficulty is not as deep as Lao He and others, the expansion part is a little less, and there are too many repeated questions on the practice paper. But he can control these by himself, other than that, there seems to be no shortcomings.
I've said before that it's not that difficult, look, isn't this already used to it
He said so in his heart.
The wind and rain outside the window kept coming. For a long time, the water droplets hit the window glass densely, and the rhythm was somewhat monotonous. It was like the clock hanging on the back wall of the classroom, which kept repeating the same sound, and the time was in this sound. Quiet passage.
The sky was dark and unclear, it was difficult to tell whether it was morning or night, and the teacher's voice was drowsy.
Sheng Wang raised his eyes in the gap between the questions, and suddenly he couldn't figure out the day. He took out a Chinese paper and spent a class and a half writing until the last reading, and the handwriting began to stutter.
After a few strokes, he realized that the ink in the pen tube had gone to the bottom without knowing it, and only a layer of yellowish oil seal remained—the language paper was really depleting ink as always.
He habitually unscrewed the end of the pen, leaned his chair back, tapped on the back table without looking back, then spread his hands and waited.
There was a gap of a few seconds in time, and no one stuffed anything into his open palm. He didn't wait for the new refill, but waited until Shi Yu asked, "Why? Borrowing a ruler or a pen?"
Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly embarrassed.
The sound of the rain seemed to have grown louder and annoying from that moment. He turned his head amid the noise, and wanted to say to the doubtful Shi Yu, "Do you have any extra refills? Lend me one, and I will return it to you tomorrow."
But before he opened his mouth, he no longer wanted to speak.
Shi Yu was still confused, Sheng Wang smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm confused by the question."
"Oh..." Shi Yu replied blankly.
Before he could say anything else, Sheng Wang had already turned his head.
He looked at the pen in his hand that had been split in half, and suddenly lost interest in continuing to write questions. He sat for a long time in the pouring rain, and finally admitted that he had taken it for granted.
He overestimated his resilience and he overestimated his endurance.
In less than half a day, he began to miss the position upstairs.
Sheng Wang can't remember how the second half of the class passed. He only remembered that he suddenly came back to his senses when the get out of class bell rang, took out an almost unused umbrella from his schoolbag, and hurried to the Xile convenience store.
Boss Zhao was very surprised and muttered: "Oh, why are you running here when it's raining? Look at your trousers, how much water has been splashed. You'll cry when you wash it back."
"It doesn't matter, there's an aunt to wash." Sheng Wang went straight into the innermost part.
Boss Zhao looked puzzled and found that he had taken three boxes of refills, red, black and blue, in addition to paper cutters, rulers, tape, and scribbling pens...
"Okay, okay, okay, what are you doing? Who are you doing wholesale?" Boss Zhao walked out from behind the cashier in a hurry, like a parent worried about his son spending money, he followed Sheng Wang back and forth in front of the shelves.
Sheng Wang's eyes are still on the shelf: "I don't do wholesale, it's all for use."
Boss Zhao was even more puzzled: "Forget the refills, I know you use them fast. Where do you have no rulers, knives and pens? You didn't take classes before?"
Sheng Wang explained earnestly, "I have them, but I often lose them, and I can't find them when I turn around. I have to borrow them."
Boss Zhao said "tsk tsk" twice and said, "Bear sons all over the world are the same.
Just after he finished speaking, he found that Sheng Wang had taken three packs of note paper, and couldn't help but said, "One pack is almost enough. What are you doing with so much?"
"Post it, remind me not to litter." Sheng Wang said, "so as not to keep borrowing from others."
He took a few more things, and he couldn't hold them in his arms, so he said in a low voice, "I don't want to borrow it from anyone."
At the age of three, Boss Zhao felt that he was separated from Sheng Wang by a piece of the Pacific Ocean. He couldn't understand what the current students were thinking, only that he would be late for class if he moved on.
Besides, Sheng Wang was a little dazed as he wandered around the shelves, as if he himself didn't know what else to buy. Boss Zhao patted him on the back and pushed him to the cashier counter, and said, "Don't pick it up, let me put down the repeated ones, and pick them up when you run out. That's all, I'll scan the checkout."
He found a bag to put things in, thinking about putting a layer on the outside to avoid getting wet from the rain. When handing the bag to Shengwang, Boss Zhao couldn't help but say: "Actually, there is one more class to have dinner. You can buy it at that time. Anyway, you have to go out to Wutong to eat. This is nothing. anxious stuff."
Sheng Wang said: "It just happened that the refill was out of oil, and now it's useless if I don't buy it for the next class."
Boss Zhao nodded and believed.
But Sheng Wang knew that this was all an excuse. He just didn't want to buy it until dinner time, because Jiang Tian would definitely be by his side, and he didn't want Jiang Tian to see him buying these things.
Busy and aimless.
Must be stupid x.
Sheng Wang hurried back to the Mingli Building with the bag in his hand. Maybe it was the sound of the preparatory bell, or maybe it was because it was easy for people to get confused on a cloudy and rainy day. His legs were running faster than his brain. .
Old Wu walked towards class A with the thermos cup, and stopped the boy who passed by halfway: "Jiang Tian, take the paper and send it out first."
Jiang Tian took the paper and strode toward the classroom, and when he passed the stairs, he saw Shengwang who was stunned there.
He was holding an umbrella in one hand, and the water was dripping, and the ground was wet. In the other hand was a bag with the name of Xile convenience store and the school logo attached to it. It must have just bought something and was in a hurry to return to work.
Jiang Tian knew at a glance that he ran to the wrong floor, his face was stunned and embarrassed, and there was even a trace of inexplicable embarrassment.
Jiang Tian opened his eyes and quickly frowned, then turned back to Sheng Wang and said, "Come to see Sister Jing?"
Sheng Wang shook his head, his dark eyes looked at Jiang Tian without blinking. After a while, he just shook his head again and said, "No, I am..."
He paused, and finally laughed helplessly and laughed at himself, and said, "Wrong way."
Jiang Tian swept the smile from the corner of his mouth, but didn't answer.
It was obvious that Sheng Wang deliberately smashed the test and walked far away, but he still felt uncomfortable when he saw that smile, and still felt a little distressed.
"It's too embarrassing, you just pretend you haven't seen me, I'm going down." After speaking, Sheng Wang turned around and ran downstairs. As he turned the corner, he glanced in this direction.
However, Lao Wu had already come over and asked in confusion, "Why haven't you entered the classroom yet?"
When the voice fell, Sheng Wang had disappeared into the corridor.
When he returned to his seat, Shi Yu was taken aback by the big bag: "What are you doing? Are you planning to live in the classroom?"
Sheng Wang put those things into the table one by one, and said without looking back, "I do."
"Why? What excites you?"
"I'm not stimulated." Sheng Wang took out a new refill and replaced it with an empty fountain pen for the previous class. "It's just that the rain is too annoying, and I'm too lazy."
It's just that rainy days are too annoying. He finally managed to suppress some signs, and before it showed any results, it was about to fall short.
I just saw Jiang Tian upstairs.
I'll have dinner later, and then go back to the dormitory to sleep at night... Damn, then he can't make it through
I don't know if God heard this complaint, but the dinner outside Wutong was not finished in the end. Because Jiang Tian's father Ji Huanyu went to old man Ding's house.