Two weeks have passed since the start of school, and everything in the third grade (10) class is on track.
Faced with the intensive two- and three-session courses, although the students have complaints, they persisted for a while, and now they have gradually become accustomed.
It is said that there is no road in the world, and it becomes a road if there are more people walking. Then, there are no habit in the world, and after a long time, it becomes a habit.
As a result, the students in the third grade (10) class were relieved, and since then they were willing to live on an "island" life. And this completely depends on the meticulous thinking ability of the teacher of No. 1 Middle School. In the six-story U-shaped teaching building, the third grade (10) class of junior high school is arranged at the corner of the sixth floor. There is a teacher’s office in the front, and a section chief’s office in the back. The boys in the third grade (10) class are just brave and fun, and now they become depressed caged beasts.
In this regard, every class still insists on climbing the stairs and has a deep understanding of the hidden wheat. Teachers dragged the classroom for ten minutes between classes, and that poor time was only enough for everyone to wash the room last time. As soon as we went up the stairs, the boys rushed to the playground with the ball before the class bell rang. After coming down several times, everyone died down.
In the fourth self-study class in the evening, many people started yawning with their teeth and claws, and Qianmai was one of them.
In the first week of school, the burden of schoolwork is not heavy. Taking advantage of this time, she stepped up and flipped through all the textbooks from beginning to end. The process was very easy and no obstacles were found. Counting that there is still one year to go before the high school entrance examination, she decided to continue to let herself relax this semester, as long as the ranking remains in the top ten.
Entering the second week, she returned to normal and began to move the extracurricular books back and forth from the library. The desks of the graduating class students have always been folded higher than their heads. They can see all directions and listen to all directions. They hide behind them for reading and class. Casual and easy books can often be eaten away by one in a day.
Lost the corner position, tired of reading and reading, and there is no scenery outside the window to take a rest. But it doesn't matter, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. Qianmai's latest entertainment is to pick up the colored pens, draw out the drawing book, and paint the characters in the TV series.
"What to draw? So happy!" When Nan Weiwei leaned her head, a beautiful girl in ancient costume appeared on the white cardboard. She wore a white embroidered bib long skirt wrapped in a delicate curve and a cover. Carmine red cloud-sleeved gauze, red ribbon on the waist, hand-held mist gauze. The blue silk on his head was rolled into two short buns, and the red plum blossom tin lightly pressed against his forehead, looking very weird.
"Is it a matchmaker?"
"Go! I have no eyesight." Qianmai spoofed Nan Weiwei, and continued to carefully outline the red ribbon on the woman's head.
"Who is it? So pretty. Tell me quickly." Nan Weiwei wanted to know impatiently.
"Pan Yingzi's version of Wu Zetian, a girl."
"No wonder I'm familiar. I really like her. Last summer, apart from practicing piano, I watched the TV every day. Unexpectedly, the girl Wu Zetian turned out to be so innocent and innocent. Mai, you said, if she didn't enter the palace, she should have How good? Do you think it is better for her to marry Zhang Xuewen or Cheng Nanying?"
After Nan Weiwei finished today's homework, she was idle and idle, so she leaned in and started gossiping softly. Under the high-pressure policy of the school, although the ice layer on the surface of the incompatibility between men and women is still there, but under some kind of unsolvable spring breeze, the melting river underneath is already surging. Unconsciously, the boys and girls gradually walked into each other's eyes, and began to pay attention to emotional topics.
"If life is just as you saw it at first, no one can say it clearly." Qianmai answered casually.
"Is this a pomegranate dress? It's so beautiful! I really want to wear it. Mai, you clearly said that you want to study hard before you design clothes, but now you are obviously not doing business all day?"
Nan Weiwei shook the pile of extracurricular books on Qianmai's desk, and the "language book" that had been turned to the last page. Although there is a “cover” of the book cover, you can still tell at a glance that the pages are soft and yellow, which is completely different from the hard and white of a brand-new textbook. How could this little trick of shifting flowers and trees be kept away from her close at hand.
Qianmai smiled, and said slowly: "Knife sharpening does not miss the woodworker. The short rest is to be able to go farther." After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to stop and chew what he had said, smashing. Mouth added: "It's really a famous saying, it should be written down."
Nan Weiwei frowned in disgust. How could there be such a narcissistic and boastful person in the world, but this kind of person has become her own good friend and tablemate. However, she raised her hands and feet to admire the efficiency of Qianmai's learning. As early as when she designed clothes for her home, she knew that this girl was not easy. But she didn't expect that she would be so different. She learned to make money without fail, and she was able to mix both sides very well. With a little effort, she can get to 9th place at the end of last semester. So if one day, if there is a real explosion of interest together, the class can be compared with one, probably only three sitting in a row at the back.
Nan Weiwei glanced back from the corner of her eye. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's even more depressing. Among a large number of classmates who were rushing to rush homework, the top three in the third stage, the second place, and Liu Feipeng, plus a Liu Feipeng, were having fun in a low voice.
"Hey, what are you laughing at?" Nan Weiwei asked Liu Feipeng, just by looking at their sly smiles, she knew something was good.
"Come, come, come and play." Liu Feipeng greeted enthusiastically, leaning forward, and slapped Qianmai on the shoulder.
"what can we play for fun?"
"It's not fun, just chatting. At the back of the book Peng Chen reads, there is a question: If you are allowed to live on an isolated island, you can only bring three things, what will you bring?" Liu Feipeng explained the situation, the other three good people His eyes were also piercing, curious about what the two girls would answer.
"Piano, food... and water." Nan Weiwei tilted her head and considered for a while, breaking her fingers to list three things.
Liu Feipeng and Zhu Shoubin nodded frequently: "The three of us chose almost the same. Survival is the first. We both chose water, knife, and fire."
"Can I only bring three? I want to bring my parents, siblings, and siblings. After all, everything is now based on'people'." Qianmai jumped over the high pile of books and grabbed Peng Chen's book spread on the table. At first glance, it was "Robinson Crusoe" by Defoe. It's just that it's all in English. Turning to the last page, there really is a reader survey.
"No. Three are already very rich and extravagant. Choosing one is cruel." Peng Chen immediately denied Qianmai's willingness.
"Then... I will choose a dog, a seed, some salt..."
Before Qianmai's voice could be heard, Nan Weiwei faced Nan Weiwei with a popcorn: "Qianmai, you have no conscience. You would rather bring a dog than me."
Everyone was suffocating laughter. Hidden Wheat was beaten for no reason, and there was a grievance: "Dogs can be with me, seeds can give me hope, and salt can protect my life. I do not take you for your own good, then In such an environment, the setting sun on an isolated island is isolated from the rest of the world, and you can’t stand it for three days."
Nan Weiwei tilted her head and thought about it seriously: "That's right, when I arrived at the isolated island, I was only to be babbled by wolves. But the dog is too unreliable, and it can be'people'-oriented. Take your husband, please. Let your husband find you food and water..."
Latent wheat Huangguoshu sweats like a waterfall, Nan Weiwei, your imagination is really superb.
The four boys held their belly and covered their mouths and laughed, causing other students in the class to look sideways from time to time. Finally, Liu Feipeng calmed down and said jokingly to Nan Weiwei: "You and Shen Zhou thought of going together. He said he was going to drive an off-road vehicle full of fuel tanks and grab a beautiful woman to be a slave. Just sunbathe and drink fine wine."
Nan Weiwei blushed with embarrassment, her eyes widened, and Shen Zhouyi's eyes were white because of this coincidence. Shen Zhou had thicker flesh and thicker skin, and he was indifferent, still showing his big white teeth and laughing.
Over there, Zhu Shoubin's inspiration flashed, and he made a comparison of similarities: "In this way, I suddenly feel that we also live on the'island' of'former wolf and tiger'. However, at least we still have dreams and friends. I can see the clouds rise and fall, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the sky is blue and dark blue, and the stars in the night sky are now..."
"Stop, stop, as you say, we are'bred in captivity' and constitute the'poetic isolated island life' in the fantasy?" Shen Zhou immediately couldn't stand the tune of Zhu Shoubin's prose poetry.
The two didn't agree with each other, and then there was a quarrel. It's rare to watch the excitement. Liu Feipeng and Nan Weiwei immediately stayed neutral and sat around to watch the battle.
Here, Qian Mai meticulously flipped through the "Robinson Crusoe" in his hand. The English pages are interspersed with noun explanations and sentence pattern analysis from time to time. The generous letter writing is exactly the same as that of Peng Chen. I think it was when reading a book. Make a note of the reference at hand.
"It's amazing, I can read so thoroughly." Ordinary college English majors are nothing more than that.
Qianmai's voice was very soft, but Peng Chen heard it sharply: "I just read casually to pass the time. Are you also watching the English version of "Gone with the Wind"?"
Qianmai was surprised, and glanced at the big man stacked in the middle of the stack of books: "Is it possible to see this too?"
"Obviously, the orange-red hardcover book case. I also bought it myself after seeing it."
"Honestly, the pen-and-ink circles on it are horizontal, isn't it your fault?" Qian Mai squeezed a smile, and asked the library faculty righteously.
Peng Chen's face flushed, and his clear eyes flickered with fluctuations, and he scratched his head embarrassedly: "I didn't pay attention for a while... Where did you read it?"
Hearing that, Qianmai’s good mood drifted over a few dark clouds: "I read very complicatedly, very hard. I don’t understand many vocabulary and sentence patterns."
Peng Chen blurted out: "Take your time, I will teach you. I used to have a lot of things I couldn't understand, and I asked Teacher Gu."
Qianmai has always been very polite about learning things. It is easy for her to learn with more experience, but when it comes to English, her basic foundation is already poor, and she is really not as good as the reserve army for studying abroad in the county who had always been prepared with passports since she was a child. So he accepted it calmly. (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!)