Don’t Think About Interrupting My Study

Chapter 15: Evening self-study without heavy snowfall 03

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Nan Xiangwan felt that she was stupid enough. The team leader said that she would arrive at school at six o'clock, but she didn't doubt it. She should at least confirm with the other team members, and she wouldn't be frozen in the ice and snow for more than an hour like now.

But thinking about it carefully, she felt a little lucky. If she hadn't arrived at school at six o'clock, she probably would never have seen such a scene. She only gets up early once in a while, and the sports students arrive at school at six o'clock every day to start early training.

In the winter, they only wear unlined clothes, and the 800 meters that make most people die is just a warm-up, as well as high-leg raises, squats, leapfrogs, sit-ups... I used to think that physical education students were not good enough in cultural classes. She can go to college by practicing sports, and now she realizes that this road is not easier than studying cultural courses.

In addition, Nan Xiangwan also met Liu Yubai from the rocket class.

Only then did she know that Liu Yubai would usually come to school to study English at around 6:30. This was beyond Nan Xiangwan's expectations. In Nan Xiangwan's impression, Liu Yubai was a super academic. When everyone was still stumbling and expressing their preferences in English, he could already express a deeper point of view in English, and even Debate with the teacher in English. Nan Xiangwan couldn't help giving a thumbs up in his heart, the excellent grades really didn't come for nothing.

"What are you doing with the broom?" Liu Yubai didn't understand why someone would stand outside in the snow with a broom in such cold weather.

"I..." The students in the rocket class have the supreme privilege, they don't have to clean the sanitation area, and because Liu Yubai arrived at school too early, he has never seen the students clean the sanitation area, so it's not surprising that he would ask such a question.

Nan Xiangwan bit his lips, "Our ordinary class needs to clean the sanitation area, and I want to sweep the snow."

Liu Yubai frowned slightly, "Are you alone?"

"Uh..." Nan Xiangwan was poked in the sore spot again, she sighed and said, "No, they haven't come yet."

"Oh..." Liu Yubai nodded, "How long are you going to sweep like this, I will help you."

"How can I do that?" Nan Xiangwan said awkwardly.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Liu Yubai smiled, "How can students in the rocket class enjoy the fruits of other people's labor for nothing." Nan Xiangwan never felt that there was anything wrong with the school giving the rocket class special privileges. They are the face of the school and they strive for honor for the school. The school should provide them with a better learning environment and never allow other things to distract them.

Regardless of whether it is the rocket class or the ordinary class, everyone is accustomed to the privileges of the rocket class, but Liu Yubai said that the students in the rocket class cannot enjoy the fruits of other people's labor for nothing.

The snow last night lasted until the middle of the night. The ground was mixed with new and old snow and it was difficult to clean up. Nan Xiangwan first used a large broom to sweep away the loose snow on the surface. Liu Yubai found a shovel and shoveled the frozen snow Go, make another pile. The two of them were busy for a while, and the team leader came slowly.

"Wow, why did you come so early?" the group leader asked knowingly.

Nan Xiangwan didn't change his face, "It's not that there was a lot of snow last night. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to finish sweeping this morning, so I came here earlier to sweep as much as I can."

"Yes, is it? Unexpectedly, you are quite diligent."

"It's nothing, mainly because I have a good helper."

"Who?"

"Hmm." Nan Xiangwan pointed with his chin, and only then did the team leader notice the boy standing not far away who was waving a shovel. The boy is gentle, handsome and personable, not a member of her team, nor a classmate of the discipline class.

Nan Xiangwan smiled slightly, and yelled at the boys: "Liu Yubai, people from our class are here, thank you so much for today, if you have something to do, go back first, I won't delay you."

"It's okay, there is one last point, it will be fine soon." The boy smiled brightly, clearer than snow.

Liu Yubai? The team leader stared blankly at the boy, carefully recalling the name, could it be Liu Yubai who was qualified for extra points in the competition? It turned out that he was Liu Yubai. How did Nan Xiangwan know Liu Yubai, and how could Liu Yubai help her? The team leader was puzzled.

The other team members arrived one after another, and everyone was stunned by the sight before them without exception.

The huge playground is covered with snow, but the original color of the floor tiles is exposed in the disciplinary class, which is in stark contrast to the sanitation area of other classes. Seeing that Nan Xiangwan had almost finished cleaning, the team members were very embarrassed and said that they were late.

Nan Xiangwan waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, we are a team, you and me, I will scan this time, and you will scan next time, it's the same. The team leader also said that next time it's our team's turn, we will all be covered by her." I am ashamed of myself."

"Really? That's great." Everyone echoed, and some were so excited that they took the lead in clapping.

"If you say that the class cadres should take the lead, I will still choose you in the next election!"

The group leader looked at everyone and then at Nan Xiangwan, smiling uglier than crying.

Nan Xiangwan shrugged playfully.

She has been immersed in the workplace for several years and specializes in human resources work. What things haven't she seen

The snow has been swept away by her, and it's useless to complain. It's better to go with the flow and set up a hard-working personality for yourself. Everyone should thank her.

After morning self-study, Lin Xiaoran came back. He didn't know where he heard about it. When he saw Nan Xiangwan, he said to her, "Okay, you." It should be a compliment.

Lin Xiaoran was indeed praising Nan Xiangwan.

The first thing he did when he came back was to find the group leader and ask him why he tricked Nan Xiang into arriving at school at six in the evening. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the team leader complained to him, saying that Nan Xiangwan voluntarily said that she wanted to show off herself, but she wanted to drag her into the water. Next time, she was asked to clean the sanitation area by herself. How could it be possible?

It took Lin Xiaoran a long time to understand what happened, and he couldn't help laughing.

This time, the team leader was even more angry.

Lin Xiaoran laughed enough, and said to the team leader: "I'll give you a word, the wicked will be punished by the wicked."

"you!"

At the same time, Nan Xiangwan sneezed solidly.

The last day before the New Year's Day holiday came soon. This afternoon, the class bell rang, and the students, led by the head teacher, entered the school gymnasium in batches. Lin Xiaoran entered the backstage early because he wanted to perform, and was not among them.

Nan Xiangwan was not interested in theatrical performances, so he voluntarily sat in the farthest seat, flipping through a small book to read knowledge points.

The gymnasium was brightly lit, and because the holiday was about to begin, the director of politics and education used the time before the performance to announce the assessment scores for this week.

The director of politics and education spoke a dialect that he didn't know where, and his favorite saying was "If you do something, you will be ordered to drop out of school." Because of his accent, "dropping out of school" sounds a lot like "retirement of boots." Every time he said this sentence, the students in the audience couldn't help laughing.

The director of politics and education held a microphone in one hand and a speech script in the other. In addition to the exercises and hygiene of each class, the content of the assessment also includes the class situation of a class.

This week, the discipline class happened to be drawn. After checking the surveillance, the director of politics and education caught a group of students who violated the discipline. He took the microphone and read a long list of names, such as playing pen in class, playing cards in class, playing hand in class.

Of course, this is not the funniest thing. What is the funniest thing is that so-and-so can play chess in class, and regret it very immorally. It is also considered a violation of discipline. A certain person pulled the hair of the desk in front of him in class, and when he was discovered, he refused to admit it and pushed it to the deskmate.

With the laughter of all the students in the school, Nan Xiangwan couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. A scumbag is a scumbag. He didn't listen carefully in class, and there were so many petty tricks.

Who knew that she hadn't finished complaining when she heard Jiang Darling's name coming from the loudspeaker. The director of politics and education said that Jiang Darling was squeezing acne in front of a pink mirror in class.

Jiang Daling pursed his lips in a howl, and at the same time, Nan Xiangwan's heart sank.

Sure enough, the director of politics and education continued, "Nan Xiangwan roughly squeezed other people's acne in the self-study class. Lin Xiaoran screamed strangely after being squeezed, and opened his teeth and claws, as if he had practiced toad kungfu."

"Yo Yo Yo..."

The other students were laughing, and the students in the discipline class were looking for the person involved in the incident, and they were scrambling to make booing noises. Nan Xiangwan covered his face with a small notebook the size of a palm, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

The lights gradually dimmed, and the cultural performance began.

The programs in my memory were staged in turn. Liu Yubai's violin and Chen Shiyun's folk dance won rounds of applause from the students, and the people around me kept talking, saying that this person is the male god of the rocket class, and that person is the goddess of the rocket class .

Soon, Lin Xiaoran appeared.

If it wasn't for the reminder from his classmates, Nan Xiangwan would hardly have noticed him.

He sang "True Heroes" with eight or nine students from other classes. The microphones were limited, and his voice could hardly be distinguished. The stage was far away, and his face could hardly be seen clearly.

This disappointed the students in the class.

People in the ordinary class have no status. The rocket class can have two programs, and they are all solo programs. As for the discipline class, there is only one program, and they are still mixed with other classes.

Nan Xiangwan, who originally planned to record, also completely gave up on this idea, not to mention she didn't bring 3. At noon, she charged the 3, and left in a hurry in the afternoon and forgot to take it.

After the performance, the school showed a movie. Nan Xiangwan watched it for a while and fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, I found someone sitting next to me.

There was no extra seat next to her, that person was sitting on the steps of the aisle, but he was tall and long-legged, and sitting on the steps was not much shorter than her.

I don't know if he was too tired, but the person half leaned on the armrest of her chair, and seemed to be asleep.

Nan Xiangwan looked at the man for a while, then whispered, "Lin Xiaoran..."

Hearing the voice, Lin Xiaoran slowly raised his face.

With the help of the dim light on the movie screen, Nan Xiangwan noticed something unusual on Lin Xiaoran's face. She couldn't help staring at him, and asked in surprise, "You, you put on makeup?"

"..." Lin Xiaoran, who suddenly woke up, cursed a curse word, and immediately touched it with his hand.

He was preparing with his classmates backstage. A teacher from the dance team saw them and said that it was not good to go on stage like this. The lights changed everything, and they had to put on makeup.

He yelled no, but the female teacher was still chasing him with the powder box and insisted on rubbing it on his face. Putting on powder didn't count, and he even put blush on his face, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to look in the mirror.

It's also because of his carelessness, their show was at a relatively late stage, and a group of people were laughing and joking in the background, playing around, and gradually forgot about the fact that they had put on makeup. After the performance, everyone went back to each class, and no one noticed him in the darkness along the way. Fortunately, Nan Xiangwan reminded him, otherwise he would definitely go home with this ghostly makeup. He didn't know how many people he would have scared along the way, and whether he would have scared his mother when he returned.

"Erased?" Lin Xiaoran asked.

"It's gone." Nan Xiangwan said with a suppressed smile.

"Liar!"

Being spotted all of a sudden, Nan Xiangwan had no choice but to beg for mercy, "Okay, I'll wipe it for you." Taking advantage of the flickering light, Nan Xiangwan slowly wiped Lin Xiaoran's face with paper.

At the same time, the theme song of the movie sounded, and the protagonist said in the dim lights: "Hope is good, and good things never disappear."