After several ups and downs in life, plus the sudden incidents in the past few days, Xu Sheng has also gotten used to it with the experience of a high-intensity roller coaster.
Xu Sheng pretended that he was now "Shao Zhan" with ease.
He carefully and calmly turned a page of the vocabulary manual.
Shao Zhan started work ten minutes later than him.
He passed the back window, and the class quieted down before he showed up. The front desk lowered his head and looked like he was engrossed in studying unintentional gossip, and the discussion about "no wind and no waves" came to an end.
Shao Zhan opened his seat and said the first sentence: "You have memorized this page the day before yesterday."
Xu Sheng turned the pen in his hand, glanced at him when he heard the words, turned over the vocabulary booklet, turned it over again, and repeatedly confirmed, but in the end he still had no impression: "Have I memorized it?"
Shao Zhan stretched out his hand and clicked on the word Blame.
Xu Sheng: "Impossible, I've never seen this word before."
"Blame," Shao Zhan sounds nice in English, at least Xu Sheng has never heard such a standard speech coming out of his mouth, and the ending is neat and tidy. After he finished speaking, he retracted his hand, leaned back, and said again, "You've been staring at this page of words for 20 minutes, and you told me that you haven't seen it."
Xu Sheng: "…"
Having said that, he seemed to be somewhat impressed by this word.
"This page, I thought I had memorized it," Xu Sheng turned it back again and said, "But today, I found it to be very strange again."
Shao Zhan was desperate for this top academic scum in his body.
Xu Sheng was also surprised that he, the person who recited words, was not as familiar with which words he had memorized as the one who was distracted and glanced at him when he was reading comics.
What kind of creature is a scholar
As everyone knows, what Shao Zhan is thinking is also: what is in the mind of the scumbag.
Today is Friday.
The class schedule on Friday was quite special. The last class was the class meeting. The monitor was notified in advance before the class and walked to the podium and said, "Students, tell me something, and later the class meeting, Lao Meng plans to re-select the class committee. , if you have the intention of competing with the class committee, you can prepare in advance."
"Brother Monkey, are you not the monitor of our class?"
Hou Jun said: "You guys are too embarrassed to say, how did you treat me that day—"
Brother Monkey's real name is Hou Jun. In addition to his appearance, this nickname also has a lot to do with his surname. He has a straightforward and righteous personality. He is not the kind of class committee member who only likes to follow the teacher, and he dares to speak up for his classmates.
When the physical education class was robbed, he was pushed out to negotiate with the English teacher: "Okay, for you, I'll give it up." Then he stood up and said to the English teacher, "Teacher, I think a strong physique is more important than knowledge. important!"
Ended up doing twenty push-ups in class.
The English teacher asked him while counting: "Is it strong enough, do you want to be stronger, add ten more?" The English teacher turned to the audience again, "Is there anyone else who wants to have a strong physique?"
The whole class said in unison, defecting on the spot: "We are different from the monitor, we all feel that knowledge is more important!"
Xu Sheng was amused. He fiddled with his mobile phone for a while between classes, and then reached out and knocked on Shao Zhan's desktop: "Wait for the class committee, do you want to keep your Chinese class representative for you?"
Saying that the class committee is officially selected is actually adjusting the class committee.
The day before the start of the school year, Linjiang No. 6 Middle School arranged a thorough examination directly. The self-introductions of the students and the assignment of the class committee were all passed in a very short time before the examination.
The class committee will raise their hands if they want to, and if no one raises their hands, they will call names directly. Let’s make do with this week, and then talk about it in a few days.
So the students in Class 7 didn't match the names and people, so they were beaten by the physical examination, and only the questions and the fear of the final result were left in their minds.
Shao Zhan, the class representative named by Meng Guowei, said, "No, it's too troublesome."
After Shao Zhan finished speaking, he asked, "How about you?"
Xu Sheng was stunned for a while before he realized that he was asking him if he wanted to run for the class committee. He and Shao Zhan really had to think about each other in everything he did now. He said, "I don't have to, it's not just a matter of hemp or trouble. , I'm a class committee member, so I don't even need to meet the class and get off the get out of class, I guess the whole grade thinks that Class 7 is crazy."
Shao Zhan didn't speak any more and looked down at the question. He survived the past few days, ran out of patience, and didn't want to waste any more time. He had already taken out a mock paper and pressed it under the extracurricular book: "I'll write a paper, and you can call me if you need it."
Xu Sheng reassured him: "I will definitely unload this class representative for you. It is too risky to go to Lao Meng's office every day to hand in homework. I am afraid that he will ask me questions one day when he is happy."
The school bell rings.
Meng Guowei brought the folded paper into class: "The first thing, the trial run of our class committee is almost over a week, if anyone wants to step down as the class committee, you can put it forward now, and we will vote again."
Xu Sheng was the first to raise his hand in the back row.
Originally, the others were a little embarrassed.
Meng Guowei said it was a roll call, but he actually wanted to snatch Shao Zhan over, but he didn't expect that his most proud student would be the first to quit: "Shao Zhan, tell me, why don't you want to be a class representative."
Xu Sheng stood up and was ready to speak. He put one hand on the table and said solemnly, "Teacher, because I want to devote my limited life to unlimited learning."
Meng Guowei: "..."
Shao Zhan: "..."
Xu Sheng just said a word in the next sentence: "I..."
But Xu Sheng quickly stopped his voice, because as soon as Shao Zhan grabbed his wrist hanging by his side, the young man's palm was hot, and this time he dragged him back to his seat.
Xu Sheng: "I haven't finished speaking yet."
Shao Zhan: "You don't need to say anything."
Meng Guowei was stunned by what "Shao Zhan" said, and he didn't know what to say: "Sit down, since Shao Zhan wants to devote his life to infinite learning... Who else in our class wants to be employed?"
A boy at the back table of Hou Jun stood up amid the shoving and roaring of several people. Their group became a support group: "Teacher, Wenhao!"
"Give Wenhao a chance, teacher, he has wanted to be a class representative for a long time!"
The boy looked weak and wore gold-rimmed glasses. He didn't speak very loudly, but he could tell that he mustered up his courage to stand up this time. He raised two fingers to support the frame of the glasses that slipped from the bridge of his nose and said: "Teacher, I want to try."
Although Shen Wenhao is weak, he has a lot of personality. As soon as he stood on the podium, he took out a stack of paper folded into tofu from his school uniform pocket, unfolded it, cleared his throat and said, "I wrote a song for our class meeting this time. poetry."
Wonderful.
Also recited poetry.
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
"Recalling my youth, I will embark on a journey—"
Xu Sheng also took a few pictures along with him. He never rejected this kind of informal course, and even listened very deeply: "Is his surname Shen?"
While calculating the questions, Shao Zhan expressed his surprise that he still remembered the names of his classmates: "Who did you remember with the back of your head on the day of the test?"
Although he didn't match Xu Sheng's face and name before, after all, it was only across the aisle, and Xu Sheng slept on the table all the way on the day of the examination. It's so low-key, it's hard to ignore.
"No, there was an article written by him in the school magazine. I read it when I was being trained in Gu Yanwang's office," Xu Sheng recalled carefully, thinking of a few episodes, "It's quite interesting, it's like a novel."
Xu Sheng continued to listen to Wen Hao's poems.
Shen Wenhao's poem begins with this memory of youth, and roughly describes his mental journey from shyness to finally summoning the courage to stand on stage. He bowed his head: "Like a rose—shyness blooming in Bordeaux."
"… "
Meng Guowei had just taken over, and he didn't know the skills of his classmates. He didn't expect that there would be such talents in his class besides Xu Sheng, who was lazy in exams and wrote shitty poems.
Afterwards, several students came on stage.
After Shao Zhan finished counting the questions, he found that his ears were much quieter.
Looking sideways, he saw Xu Sheng distance between the tables and chairs. He leaned on the back of the chair, still casually looking down, listening to the speech of the girl with short hair on the stage: "Hello everyone, my name is Qiu. In the autumn, I am running for the literary committee of our class. I led the class in the first year of high school and won the second place in the blackboard competition. I hope everyone can give me a chance."
Meng Guowei led his classmates to applaud: "Okay, then we will stop here for the class meeting. If you have any questions, you can come to me during class. Residential students stay on campus and remember to pay attention to safety and follow the student code of conduct... "
Linjiang No. 6 Middle School has a very strict holiday arrangement, especially for dormitory students.
Xu Sheng didn't expect to have a complete fight with Xu Yaping before school started, and moved directly from home to school, which made the situation much easier now.
Xu Sheng didn't dare to think what would happen if Shao Zhan went home with that ice cube face in his place.
Thinking of this, Xu Sheng asked, "Are you going back on weekends?"
Shao Zhan didn't look up and asked, "Do you want to go to my house?"
… Of course not.
Shao Zhan's test paper was almost finished. He wrote the test paper very fast. After reading the questions, he pulled out a piece of paper, and worked out the answer in three or two lines on the scratch paper.
Xu Sheng was waiting for Meng Guowei to finish the summary of the class meeting, so he went straight to the dormitory, but Meng Guowei said that he didn't mean to end it for a long time.
Xu Sheng couldn't help but see how the wound on the corner of Shao Zhan's mouth was getting better. Originally, it was not deep, but after a night, there were faint signs of scabbing.
It's your own face after all.
Xu Sheng glanced at it and said worriedly, "Don't dig it. I'll buy you some medicine for scar removal."
Xu Sheng took another look: "Although it's still very handsome now... I'm not complimenting you, I'm complimenting myself."
"… "
Shao Zhan put down his pen. No one would dare to babble in his ear. He didn't lift his head. While flipping through the test paper, he pressed Xu Sheng's head and forced him to turn back: "Be quiet."
Perhaps due to the change of identities, he had to carefully observe each other's every move. Xu Sheng found that Shao Zhan was really ruthless at times. For him, high school life might be a test paper in addition to textbooks, staring at these two things. At times, it is much warmer than facing any one person.
And although Shao Zhan has no intention of caring about Xu Sheng's rumors, after the Internet cafe incident, through the fog of "one dozen five" and "school bully" rumors, what he sees is another person. It's really not right for others to come forward.