Fang Shumiao stood on the podium with the student roster to roll the roll.
Not surprisingly, several "difficult households" including Ren Di once again escaped the morning self-study.
Fang Shumiao had tears in her eyes by the end of the roll call.
The attendance rate of class morning and evening self-study is directly linked to the work performance of the class committee, which is very important for Fang Shumiao who wants to compete for a seat in the student union.
However, there are too many strange things in this class. Fang Shumiao has started to have acne on her face after three days in office.
Except for Zhu Yun, no one paid attention to the class monitor on stage, and everyone was hard at work. Especially Wu Mengxing, the high math class representative in that corner, was about to put his face on the high math book.
Zhu Yun was really a little strange.
Advanced Mathematics has only taken one class so far. Teacher Zhang mainly talked about three points in the class——
What do you study in "Advanced Mathematics"
What are the requirements for the "Advanced Mathematics" course
How to learn "Advanced Mathematics" well
However, it is normal for a good student to have high self-demand, so there is nothing wrong with previewing in advance. Zhu Yun corrected her mind and opened the book to read.
After lunch, Fang Shumiao went to a meeting, Ren Di disappeared, and Zhu Yun was the only one in the dormitory. The room was so quiet that she fell asleep drowsily basking in the sun, and was already late when she opened her eyes.
The head teacher's advanced mathematics class.
Zhu Yun ran all the way with her hair sleeping like a chicken coop, praying in her heart not to call names.
in class.
Teacher Zhang is introducing calculus.
Zhu Yun stooped like a thief, and while the teacher was looking back at the blackboard, she carefully slipped in through the back door and sat in the corner of the last row.
Panting, she asked the classmates next to her.
"dot dot dot-"
"without."
... this voice.
Zhu Yun pushed back her sleepy hair.
Li Xun.
She lowered her head so low when she entered the room that she didn't even see him.
"Thank you," she whispered.
Li Xun didn't respond.
For the freshmen who have just gone through the dark third year of high school and have done countless perverted question banks, the introductory courses of advanced mathematics are very simple, almost all of them are common sense knowledge.
The simple course content allows Zhu Yun more time to distract and focus on other things. For example, she found that the people around her were very focused at this moment—although his focus was not on Teacher Zhang on the podium.
In fact, Li Xun didn't even look at her, including when Zhu Yun asked her just now, all his attention was on his legs.
There was an eleven or twelve-inch laptop.
Zhu Yun couldn't look over blatantly, she didn't know what he was doing, but he could only hear him typing on the keyboard at an extremely fast speed.
Shouldn't it be a film... Zhu Yunxin said.
You knock like no one else, it's easy to be spotted.
Teacher Zhang in front asked the class representatives to answer the questions.
Wu Mengxing may have studied too hard in the morning, which led to sleepiness in the afternoon, and he was so nervous that he couldn't complete his words when he was called up.
"That... that is, that is..."
Wu Mengxing's face was flushed red, and he stared at the book without daring to lift his head.
During the few seconds of silence, the faint, rhythmic knocking sound at the back of the classroom became more and more obvious.
Before the whole class looked back, Zhu Yun coughed lightly.
like water off a duck's back.
Li Zhuangyuan has obviously entered the state of ecstasy.
Perhaps because of some bottleneck, Li Xun frowned and worked harder.
Wu Mengxing was still stiff in the front, and Teacher Zhang said kindly, "Don't be nervous, it's a spirit to wake you up. Everyone is the same. The first class in the afternoon is the most sleepy. Persevere." He paused and looked back. "That... Li Xun, you can answer me."
Before the name was called, Zhu Yun hesitated whether to formally remind him, but the classmate on the other side of Li Xun had already spoken.
"Hey, I'm calling you."
He kicked Li Xun under the table, and Li Xun finally looked up.
The classmate said to him very quickly, with a voice that could only be heard in the last row: "Practice the sixth question after class, decompose the compound function."
The books were always laid out, Li Xun glanced down.
The classmate went on to say: "From the outside to the inside, the first-"
Li Xun put the notebook on the ground and got up.
As he stood up, a scent was brought up...
Zhu Yun took a deep breath.
body wash
"y=2u, u=-v2, v=sinw, w=3x."
It seems to be mint.
"Correct, please sit down." Teacher Zhang said with satisfaction.
The back of the class representative's neck was red and spicy.
Li Xun sat down, and the classmate next to him said excitedly, "It's so fast."
Gao Jianhong.
Zhu Yun's impression of him stayed during the military training period. At that time, Fang Shumiao was tortured by various chores and couldn't leave her body. She asked her classmates to help her run errands, and Gao Jianhong agreed many times.
He is a sunny boy, very popular in the class.
Li Xun's train of thought was interrupted by Teacher Zhang's question, and he seemed in no mood to continue. He buckled up the computer and chatted with Gao Jianhong next to him.
The get out of class bell rings.
Holding the book in her arms, Zhu Yun got up at the same time as Li Xun beside her. She subconsciously paused...
You go first.
She followed Li Xun and Gao Jianhong and left the classroom.
The corridor was full of students after class. When she looked up, Li Xun's height and the back of his golden head stood out from the crowd. He held a computer and books in one arm, and put one hand in his trouser pocket. He was thin and slender.
Fang Shumiao returned to the dormitory and saw that Zhu Yun was the only one in the room, her face collapsed immediately.
"What should I do?" Fang Shumiao moved a stool to Zhu Yun's side and sat down.
"I'm going to be so sad." Fang Shumiao hugged Zhu Yun's arm and complained, "How much do they dislike self-study? How did they get into this school?"
"Don't get excited."
"How can I not be excited, look at the attendance rate of my class, I'm going to die."
"..."
Fang Shumiao was so angry that her voice became hoarse.
Zhu Yun gave her an idea, "Why don't you talk to Teacher Zhang?"
"is that useful?"
"Let him talk to them. After all, the teacher must be more deterrent."
"It makes sense." Fang Shumiao was eager to try, and went back with the stool.
The phone vibrated, and Zhu Yun took it out to see that it was her mother's phone. She left the dormitory with her mobile phone and went to the balcony at the end of the corridor to answer it.
Mother greeted her with care as usual.
"Are you nervous about class?"
"Don't be nervous, school has just started."
"How is the teacher?"
"fine."
"Listen to the teacher and don't let mom worry."
"How old am I, don't you know if I'm obedient or not?"
The mother smiled softly on the phone: "I know, you have always been my mother's pride. By the way, how are your classmates?"
Well…
Zhu Yun reflexively thought of the Cake Girl and the Golden Retriever.
"They're all quite personal."
"Have character?"
Zhu Yun avoided her mother's tirade, so she changed the subject and said, "By the way, the monitor of our class shares a dormitory with me, and she is a very good girl."
The mother was taken away smoothly.
"Then you have to get along well with others."
Zhu Yun told her mother about Fang Shumiao's worry about the student union election, but she mentioned the specific people involved in it.
"You have to help her." The mother said after listening, "She is a good child, if you are able, help her as much as you can. How can anyone start skipping classes as soon as they start school, it's too disgraceful."
"… Um."
My mother said solemnly: "Many students regard the college entrance examination as the end point. This is a very wrong concept. The university is the place where the true teaching of the foundation of one's life is taught. This is not the end, not even the middle station. It must not be taken lightly."
"Um."
Seemingly a long speech in another direction, Zhu Yun changed her posture to hold the phone.
After speaking clearly for twenty minutes, my mother concluded:
"...Well, although it is important to study hard, you must also pay attention to the balance between work and rest. Go out and hang out more, don't stay in the house all the time."
"Um."
Just as Zhu Yun was about to say the concluding remarks, her mother spoke again—
"Also, you are still too young, have no contact with society, and have very immature values. You must not take ignorance as fun and rudeness as character, you know?"
"..."
I was too naive to think that one sentence could change the topic.
Putting down the phone, Zhu Yun happened to meet Fang Shumiao who came back from outside.
Fang Shumiao was sweating profusely and told Zhu Yun the result of her communication with Teacher Zhang.
"Ms. Zhang meant to ask the class committee to get in touch first. If it doesn't work, let him talk. He said that after all, the school has just started, and it's too formal for the teacher to talk to the students directly."
Zhu Yun nodded, and then saw Fang Shumiao's expectant expression.
"..."
Fang Shumiao took Zhu Yun's hand: "Help."
"..."
Zhu Yun referred to what her mother said just now, and said, "That's fine, who do you want me to talk to?"
Fang Shumiao: "The most difficult thing is those two."
"All let me go?" Zhu Yun was sweating.
Fang Shumiao: "Then you choose one."
"Ren Di."
Fang Shumiao took a deep breath, "Okay, then I'll go find Li Xun." She quietly told Zhu Yun, "I saw Ren Di just now, she is in the playground."
Zhu Yun looked out of the balcony.
The sky was getting dark, and the playground in the distance was pitch black, like a beast swallowing people.
"I gonna go see."
Zhu Yun bought two cups of milk tea downstairs, ready to have a heart-to-heart talk in the meeting.
After the day's class was over, a large number of students walked towards the living area, and Zhu Yun walked backwards on the blue-gray concrete road.
The playground was surrounded by tall barbed wire. Zhu Yun walked around to the entrance, raised her eyes, and saw two figures.
It stands to reason that under such a dark sky, it is difficult to see anything clearly.
But I can't stand someone who likes to take a computer with him wherever he goes.
There are sporadic people exercising on the playground. In the center is the football field. The quality of the football field in our school is not high, the grass is not new, and it even feels a bit desolate. Many students who love to play football have complained.
Zhu Yun thought it was a good place.
Imagine a couple sitting in this barren grass one day, looking at the starless night sky together... This kind of eternal and outdated literary style is quite attractive.
Then, now—
Zhu Yun regained consciousness.
Both target figures are ahead.
Up, or not up.
this is a problem.