The boys in the second grade (10) didn't feel happy for long.
On Monday morning, everyone worked so hard to move F3 into the toilet, and the test bell rang if they couldn't hold it back and forth for two minutes. Sure enough, even God is partial. Everyone had no choice but to let the tiger go back to the mountain and go back to the classroom for an exam.
Since then, the opportunity to fix people is fleeting, and will never return.
When the test paper was handed in on Monday night, a classmate was curious and ran to the teacher’s office next door. As a result, considering the students' mood during the exam the next day, the teachers were all silent. I am proud to say that I missed my words, and it was reported that all three courses of F3 that day were full scores. OMG, Xia Lei, a classmate was sadly reminded, but he didn't find out his grades, but was shocked by F3 first.
Finished the last exam on Tuesday afternoon. A certain student with sufficient psychological quality came into the teacher's office bravely. In view of the fact that all the exams have been completed, the teachers generously announced the results. A few minutes later, the news that F3 had swept the top three in the second grade of junior high. This time a classmate was already very calm and looked up at the sky. There was no summer rain and snow, and the weather was normal.
This brave and good classmate is Liu Feipeng who is shrouded in the glory of F3.
At this moment, he was sitting on the edge of the latent wheat, squeezing bayberry in his mouth, and slapped his mouth and whispered: "It's so happy this time. All the people from class (7) have improved. It's not worth it to me. Going forward and then exploring the Dragon Lake and Tiger Dens."
Qianmai gave him a funny look: "Don't worry about being swept out, you can finally get a good night's sleep."
Liu Feipeng was not at all embarrassed to be pierced in his mind, and he still said with a smile: "That is, no matter how hard you work in the second half of the semester, we should be able to sit firmly in the position of class (10)."
"Yeah, we should be able to sit firmly." This time, Qianmai took a good review before the test and made it into the top 30 like Nan Weiwei. After half a semester of hard work, Liu Feipeng also advanced to the thirty-fifth place. This is very commendable in the second grade (10) of the second grade in the unit of 0.5 cents. On the day the red list was posted, under the school bulletin board, the former head teacher of the second grade (7) class, Old Chen, showed a gratified smile at their names.
However, it seems that no one is destined to sleep tonight. There is no other reason. If someone improves, someone regresses. What's more, in the highly competitive class (10), if you accidentally make a multiple-choice question, you will be drawn out several places. It's true that some people are happy and some are worried. In view of this, Gu Yawei kept his promise, and tonight used the "gambling money" he had joked at the beginning to book a room in Zhu Shoubin's KTV for the students to vent to their heart's content.
No, there are a lot of people in the distance around the microphone. After you sing, I will appear on the stage. After roaring "Sailor" and "True Hero", I'm wailing "Wang Qingshui" and "Broad Sea and Sky" again. All the singing voices were extraordinary, and shocked a group of girls, so that Nan Weiwei left the same table and ran over to chase the stars with Xiao Adai.
Listening to the songs in the memory were sung incisively and vividly by the students, Latent Wheat had a different taste in my heart. It's rare to think about nostalgia, but unfortunately, there is a "mosquito" in his ears constantly buzzing: "Shen Zhou is really strong, you can't accept it. All five classes are full scores, and even the composition scores have to be swallowed. What a great appetite... Wheat, since you can beat him once in the quiz, don't you want to try your limits and see if you can challenge Shen Zhouyi again."
Regarding Liu Feipeng's bitterness, Qian Mai said slightly: "Am I that strong? Isn't this just for me to suffer?"
"It's fine to spend your time in class reading extracurricular books and painting." Liu Feipeng blinked tacitly.
Qianmai shook his head almost invisibly: "I'm full and idle. Occasionally, it may be okay to work hard once in a while, but once I pass the exam, the teachers and parents will definitely ask to continue to be the first. That's so tiring..."
Before he finished his speech, he was interrupted by a high voice: "Speaking too well."
The two men raised their heads sharply. At first glance, I don't know when F3 has stood at the rear right.
sweat! Are they silent when they walk? Or do they all have the habit of listening to the corner
Shen Zhou stepped forward and sat down beside Liu Feipeng. With a handsome face and a lively look, he has completely restored the glory of learning Xiaobawang in his second year of junior high. I saw him excitedly clasped his fists towards Qian Mai, and yelled: "My confidant, my confidant. I accidentally got the first place, and every time I was asked by unscrupulous teachers and parents to get the first place. Please. Please, please pass me."
The high-decibel voice attracted the attention of the surrounding people frequently, and Qian Mai hurriedly waved his hand to stop him: "Don't be kidding me."
Shen Zhou called injustice and raised his hand to swear: "I'm really not kidding, it's absolutely true."
Although they are all sitting in the corner, Qian Mai and Shen Zhou basically have little contact. For a while, I really didn’t know how to talk to him, so I had to say it bluntly: "You keep your voice down. In the past few days, many people are emotionally sensitive. If you say that, it will be irritating."
"Oh." As soon as he was reminded, Shen Zhou immediately realized the problem and immediately changed the subject: "Um... I will ask again, where did you buy the book "Huayang Fengwu"? I can't find it. "In order to let himself encounter Waterloo in this legendary book, during this time, he went through all the bookstores, libraries, and reference rooms in Jintian County, but he didn't see the book. Made myself extremely depressed.
Qianmai laughed so loudly as he listened to it, and said, avoiding the seriousness, he said lightly, "Then don't look for it. I'm sorry, it may be that I remembered the title of the book incorrectly. The important thing is not the book, but the knowledge points. And the "Local History" of the surrounding counties and cities, there should be all there." Fool, there is such a book somewhere. Unless you write a book yourself, otherwise you will find the dead, the vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of life, and you will also have nothing to do with it. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)