Erhai University is not far away from Zhao Yanzi's Lingdi Middle School. It's only a few stops away by bus. Sitting on the rickety bus, leaning his arms against the window and supporting his head, he suddenly noticed the scar on his elbow. The Band-Aid hasn't come off yet. WwW. QuanBeN-XiaoShuo. cO
He stretched out his hand to tear off the band-aid and found that there was only a trace of blood on it, indicating that his wound was not serious.
As for this pink band-aid with a cartoon pig pattern on the front, Hao Ren found it more and more funny the more he looked at it.
After playing with the band-aid in his hand for a few minutes, Hao Ren was a little reluctant to throw away this commemorative band-aid. But thinking about it again, it would be too "perverted" to keep it, so I threw the sticker into the bus trash can.
Actually speaking, this little girl is not bad to me, Hao Ren thought to himself.
The car arrived at Lingzhao Middle School. Hao Ren got out of the car and looked at the time. It happened to be 10 o'clock. There are many private cars lined up at the school gate, and some parents are also rushing to the school.
Hao Ren was afraid that he would be late, so he hurried to the school. However, a girl who looked like a junior high school class cadre stopped Hao Ren and said, "This classmate, today is a parent-teacher meeting. Outsiders are not allowed to enter."
"I'm here to hold a parent-teacher meeting," said Hao Ren.
The girl looked at Hao Ren suspiciously, "Which classmate are you the parent of?"
Although many parents of junior high school students are young, no matter how young they are, they can't be as young as Hao Ren, right
"Zhao Yanzi, from Class 2, Grade 2, Junior High School. I am her brother. Because his parents are too busy, I come to the parent-teacher meeting on their behalf," Hao Ren replied. He had thought of these words while riding in the car.
"Um". The girl nodded and finally lowered her arm to let Hao Ren in.
Is Zhao Yanzi very famous in their junior high school? Hao Ren walked in. While thinking
Lingzhao Middle School is one of the top key middle schools in Donghai City. It covers a large area and the environment inside is extremely beautiful. There are rockeries. There are artificial lakes, modern teaching buildings and gymnasiums, as well as classical-style art galleries and music halls. It is simply like a diverse park.
And because of the many students studying here. The family background is either rich or noble, so the guards here are very strict and outsiders cannot enter at will. Hao Ren grew up in Donghai City. They all took advantage of this parent-teacher meeting to enter this famous key middle school in Donghai for the first time.
The school is divided into high school and junior high schools. Except for the shared playground, art gallery, gymnasium and music hall, other facilities such as teaching buildings are separated. An artificial lake across the campus divides the campus into two areas, which belong to the junior high school and high school respectively.
Following the signs on the roadside, Hao Ren successfully found the teaching building of the junior high school. The second grade classes were gathered in Lilou. Hao Ren went upstairs from the stairs, looked at the nameplate above, and searched for them one by one, finally finding Class 2.
There were already many parents sitting in the classroom, some with their eyes closed, some concentrating, and some communicating with each other. When a young man like Hao Ren walked in, they particularly attracted their attention.
There were slips of paper with the names of the students on each table. Hao Ren saw that Zhao Yanzi's name was in the second row of seats in the middle, so he walked over. Pull out the chair and sit down.
Sitting next to Hao Ren was a man of many years old. Hao Ren and him nodded to each other as a greeting.
After sitting down, Hao Ren looked back and forth at the layout of the classroom. In front is a podium and blackboard. At the back is a small blackboard with various compositions posted on it, but the podium is larger and the blackboard is not the same blackboard as when Hao Ren was studying. It's the kind of board with a white background that can be scribbled on with markers of various colors.
The desks and chairs were all brand new iron desks and chairs. Hao Ren noticed that there was a small metal nameplate on the upper right corner of the desktop with Zhao Yanzi's name on it.
It turns out that each set of tables and chairs is exclusive to each person. No wonder it's kept so clean and without graffiti. Why didn't anyone think of this method when we were studying?" Hao Ren thought to himself.
And when I think about it, Zhao Yanzi usually sits here; Zhuang Er. Either dozing off or listening to the class energetically, Hao Ren suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. It seemed like she was Zhao Yanzi, experiencing her school career: there was a blackboard in front of her. The teacher is giving a lecture, and next to him is his deskmate. Xiaoling may be sitting nearby. Zhao Yan glanced at her purple eyebrows and passed around small notes, "The boys are teasing each other when the teacher is not paying attention. Occasionally, some boys will secretly look at the girls they like, while the boys sitting in the back row will deliberately tease them." The girl in front's braid made the girl in front turn around and turn white.
Hao Ren imagined the scene in the classroom. I took another look and looked at the nameplate on the table of the uncle next to me, and found that the nameplate also had a girl's name on it.
Well, Zhao Yanzi is sitting at the same table with a girl. Hao Ren was slightly furrowed and suddenly thought again. Hey, what am I counting?"
Just as Hao Ren was looking around, a middle-aged woman in professional attire walked into the classroom with a handout under her arm and came to the podium.
"Hello parents, I am Luo Ying, the head teacher of Class 2, Grade 2." She introduced herself and suddenly found a young man sitting in the class. So he asked doubtfully, "This classmate, are you the heart
"Oh, I'm Zhao Yanzi's brother. Her parents are too busy at work, so I'll take over," Hao Ren said.
"You are her brother, aren't her parents your parents?" As expected of the experienced class teacher, he immediately caught the loophole in Hao Ren's words.
She suspected that Zhao Yanzi was afraid that her grades would be too poor, so she chose someone to replace her parents. This kind of thing has happened to students before. The junior high school students asked the high school students to pretend to be their parents and underestimated the teacher's IQ. In the end, both of them were punished.
"Oh, I'm her cousin!" Fortunately, Hao Ren reacted quickly enough and said immediately.
My cousin can also represent the parents." Hearing such an answer, the head teacher Luo Ying was a little dissatisfied, but she didn't say anything more. After all, there were so many parents waiting for the meeting.
"Today's parent-teacher meeting is mainly to announce the students' midterm exam results. As you know, the child has entered the second grade of junior high school and will soon be promoted to the third grade of junior high school. In other words, the second grade of junior high school must prepare for the third grade of junior high school. Whether the results are good or bad depends largely on whether the foundation is good in the second grade of junior high school and whether the basic knowledge is solid or not. Luo Ying faced the parents and began to talk about it.
Hao Ren sat down and listened. He saw that the parents around him were listening very seriously. He didn't dare to smile playfully and pretended to be serious. But he also knew what the head teacher said. They are all clichés, and the purpose is to get parents to focus on their children’s learning.
However, this was Hao Ren's first time attending a parent-teacher meeting as a parent.
And looking at the expressions of these parents who were facing a formidable enemy, Hao Ren suddenly thought that one day he would... I will become one of them too."
"Don't think that as long as your grades are not too bad, you can successfully transfer to high school, so you don't have to worry about your child's grades. In fact, the quality of your child's grades in high school is determined by the level of junior high school. And the performance in high school is determined by the level of junior high school. It directly affects what kind of university your child will be admitted to.”
Luo Ying continued to talk nonstop. Hao Ren didn't have the consciousness of these parents, and finally didn't have the heart to listen to these cliche words. He lowered his head and quietly turned the "table belly" of Zhao Yanzi's table.
Inside were half a bottle of drink, half a package of tablets, and some unopened plums and honey. There are also some little things for girls, such as nail clippers and so on.
Stinky girl, she loves snacks so much in school.
Hao Ren put these things aside. Let's see what else is in here.
Luo Ying, who had rich experience in students' little actions and had a keen eye, immediately saw Hao Ren turning over the table quietly, but he could not say anything more, so he could only endure it and continue to explain the truth to other parents.
Well, it’s “…
Hao Ren flipped through the pages and suddenly found something he was interested in. ,