One week after the start of the second year of high school, the school began to carry out various subject matters.
Meng Shengnan: "Stop bluffing me."
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
At that time, the students were still immersed in the residual heat of the summer vacation, and the classroom after class went crazy. People at the tables in front, back and left were chatting freely, as if they had endless interesting things to talk about, as if their youth was endless.
One week after the start of the second year of high school, the school began to carry out various subject matters.
Meng Shengnan: "... is it true or false?"
Having just entered the new classroom on the fifth floor, Meng Shengnan was still not used to it. He didn't know anyone in the class. It turned out that all the students who came out of Class 9 of Senior High School were dispersed and evenly divided into four liberal arts classes. Meng Shengnan found a seat in the fourth row next to the window in the corridor and sat there. She raised her eyes and glanced at the entire class. Almost all of them were girls. Meng Shengnan turned back and opened the textbook in boredom to look at Mr. Liu Hezhen. After a while, the class bell rang and the head teacher came.
Meng Shengnan thought for a long time, and then said: "-Can the guitar work?"
Meng Shengnan glanced at the aisle. From time to time, a man and a woman walked back and forth and stared at them. She was really embarrassed.
"Oh—" she trailed off.
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
Meng Shengnan glanced at these two people.
Meng Shengnan put her elbows on the table, supporting her head with one hand while thinking about novel ideas, and spinning the pencil with the other. Li Wei, his deskmate, stopped mid-chatter and took the pen away from her when she wasn't paying attention.
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
Fortunately, you caught a cold, Meng Shengnan thought.
He asked Meng Shengnan slowly. The girl nodded, and then he continued to finish. Afterwards, Meng Shengnan turned sideways and stared at the papyrus under his hand for a while, then slowly sighed: "Fu Song, I didn't expect you to be so good at math."
He asked Meng Shengnan slowly. The girl nodded, and then he continued to finish. Afterwards, Meng Shengnan turned sideways and stared at the papyrus under his hand for a while, then slowly sighed: "Fu Song, I didn't expect you to be so good at math."
"Oh, he has a hip-hop dance rehearsal to rehearse and is quite busy."
When she reacted, Li Wei smiled: "What are you thinking about?"
"Hey, you know?"
"Today, I will talk about a few key points -" and then thirty minutes passed - Lao Shi cleared his throat: "I have had a cold in the past two days, so I won't say more. Now I will appoint a few class committee members. Do you have any? Recommended yourself?"
"That's right, everyone is having a great chat. Meng Shengnan, you have to join in." said the girl at the back table.
Meng Shengnan said expressionlessly: "I wish you failure."
"She is Song Jiashu's girlfriend."
Meng Shengnan knew that he could not think of anything, so he simply joined in their conversation, watching such a group of people talk about everything from the creation of Pangu to the vast world of Beyond concert tickets in September, and then talked about Confucianism, Confucius and Martin Luther King.
A few girls stood up, and Lao Shi asked them to introduce themselves, and then gave them to the official one by one. Meng Shengnan was looking out the window when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. Was this an auditory hallucination
The get out of class bell finally rang.
"Oh—" she trailed off.
Meng Shengnan's black line.
Meng Shengnan nodded: "Well, what's wrong?"
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
Finally, when Lao Shi left, everyone in the classroom took a deep breath in unison, and then spit it out. The boy at the back table wailed: "Oh my god, it's true that a life is not worth a life. I heard that she majored in liberal arts, and she seems to be the head teacher of some class. Fortunately, I chose to stay away from this time bomb."
Meng Shengnan and the girl at the back table were competing and laughing so hard.
"My dream is to be a great mathematician like Hua Luogeng."
Meng Shengnan bumped her arm: "He's not staying still. Does that mean the master knows?"
Qi Qiao hugged her hard, then put his face on her shoulder, pretending to cry: "Auntie Shengdian is so kind, our old Buddha said that erhu is a traditional folk art, so I have to let me go. I have no choice." , you are so happy, Meng Shengnan—"
A boy at the back table spoke boldly, and even stood up and waved his arm with a powerful aura.
Qi Qiao rolled her eyes: "Hey, Comrade Qiao Meili's lifelong dream is for four generations to live under one roof."
Meng Shengnan glanced at Qi Qiao: "What kind of street dance?"
Xue Lin: "..."
"Can we be a down-to-earth human being?"
"What do you know? This is called cherishing talents."
So, one hundred and one minutes had passed from the time she entered the classroom to the time she finished speaking—two classes plus ten minutes between classes.
The class teacher's surname is Shi. As for the nickname "Lao Shi" that Li Wei gave her, I won't explain it, you know. The key point is that she is in her forties and talks a lot, even more powerful than Tang Seng. It is said that she just divorced her husband two years ago. Everyone sighed, her husband was really capable, he could endure it for so many years, but if he were to let go of ordinary people, his ears would have been sacrificed long ago - three minutes of silence.
Qi Qiao hugged her hard, then put his face on her shoulder, pretending to cry: "Auntie Shengdian is so kind, our old Buddha said that erhu is a traditional folk art, so I have to let me go. I have no choice." , you are so happy, Meng Shengnan—"
Meng Shengnan said expressionlessly: "I wish you failure."
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
"Ms. Meng, what are you thinking about?" Qi Qiao slipped over, lay on the window sill outside, and leaned over to flick her forehead.
"If you don't blow, you will die—"
"cut."
Meng Shengnan glanced at these two people.
At that time, the students were still immersed in the residual heat of the summer vacation, and the classroom after class went crazy. People at the tables in front, back and left were chatting freely, as if they had endless interesting things to talk about, as if their youth was endless.
Meng Shengnan: "... is it true or false?"
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
"Pull you down!"
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
Meng Shengnan smiled: "I believe this."
The school handled the division of subjects very efficiently. After three days, everyone submitted the subject selection questionnaire. After being reluctant to leave, the liberal arts comrades collectively walked up to the five-story building opposite and the land on the afternoon of the seventeenth day of school to say goodbye.
"I spit-"
Qi Qiao smiled and glanced at their class: "Why are there so few boys in your class?"
Qi Qiao smiled and glanced at their class: "Why are there so few boys in your class?"
"Are you careful about your image, young lady?"
Meng Shengnan smiled and watched them compete one by one.
The boy seemed a little embarrassed and didn't answer.
Meng Shengnan: "You weren't adopted by Aunt Qiao, were you?"
When she reacted, Li Wei smiled: "What are you thinking about?"
Meng Shengnan: "Stop bluffing me."
That boy is the funny type and is usually very interesting. Now his expression became a little more serious, and his voice was sonorous: "When a person is alive, he must always fight for the awesomeness he boasted about when he was young! Ah—ideal! Ah—be strong!"
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
Meng Shengnan sat down on the sofa, picked up the water on the table and took a big sip.
Meng Shengnan and the girl at the back table were competing and laughing so hard.
That boy is the funny type and is usually very interesting. Now his expression became a little more serious, and his voice was sonorous: "When a person is alive, he must always fight for the awesomeness he boasted about when he was young! Ah—ideal! Ah—be strong!"
"I'm serious. She ordered me to get married right after I graduate from college, preferably within three years."
"She is Song Jiashu's girlfriend."
A bunch of people were talking enthusiastically, and there were a few muffled knocks on the door. Suddenly, the classroom became quiet. There were a few people in the back row who were standing at the table having fun and quickly slipped down and sat down. Li Wei pouted: "Lao Shi is nagging again."
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
Meng Shengnan came out of her seat and stood by the aisle railing with Qi Qiao. The two of them lay on top and looked downstairs.
"roll."
The class teacher's surname is Shi. As for the nickname "Lao Shi" that Li Wei gave her, I won't explain it, you know. The key point is that she is in her forties and talks a lot, even more powerful than Tang Seng. It is said that she just divorced her husband two years ago. Everyone sighed, her husband was really capable, he could endure it for so many years, but if he were to let go of ordinary people, his ears would have been sacrificed long ago - three minutes of silence.
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
Having just entered the new classroom on the fifth floor, Meng Shengnan was still not used to it. He didn't know anyone in the class. It turned out that all the students who came out of Class 9 of Senior High School were dispersed and evenly divided into four liberal arts classes. Meng Shengnan found a seat in the fourth row next to the window in the corridor and sat there. She raised her eyes and glanced at the entire class. Almost all of them were girls. Meng Shengnan turned back and opened the textbook in boredom to look at Mr. Liu Hezhen. After a while, the class bell rang and the head teacher came.
"oh."
Qi Qiao glanced at Meng Shengnan several times: "Tsk tsk—how long have we known each other and you are already boasting?"
All the girls in the class: “…”
The point is—her theme is only one: division is coming.
"Today, I will talk about a few key points -" and then thirty minutes passed - Lao Shi cleared his throat: "I have had a cold in the past two days, so I won't say more. Now I will appoint a few class committee members. Do you have any? Recommended yourself?"
So, one hundred and one minutes had passed from the time she entered the classroom to the time she finished speaking—two classes plus ten minutes between classes.
Meng Shengnan was stuffing books into his schoolbag when he heard the words and replied: "It's pretty good."
Qi Qiao stood up from her shoulder, wiped his face pretendingly, and said angrily.
However, before my butt touched the bench, I heard a girl in the back row of the classroom shouting -
Fu Song was working as a queen when he heard the sound, glanced at Meng Shengnan, and said in a calm voice: "The teacher is here."
Meng Shengnan glanced at her: "Besides, I'll tell your mother about your puppy love!"
After a few days, almost everyone at the left and right tables became familiar with each other. The class was also lively and lively, with the air of a heroine in the world. There was a boy sitting in the back seat of Meng Shengnan. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He was quite thin and didn't talk much to the people around him, but he had a very good brain.
Meng Shengnan was stuffing books into his schoolbag when he heard the words and replied: "It's pretty good."
The point is—her theme is only one: division is coming.
"What do you know? This is called cherishing talents."
"cut."
Finally, when Lao Shi left, everyone in the classroom took a deep breath in unison, and then spit it out. The boy at the back table wailed: "Oh my god, it's true that a life is not worth a life. I heard that she majored in liberal arts, and she seems to be the head teacher of some class. Fortunately, I chose to stay away from this time bomb."
"Um."
The girl burst into laughter and lay on the table as if she had fainted.
The girl burst into laughter and lay on the table as if she had fainted.
Qi Qiao stood up from her shoulder, wiped his face pretendingly, and said angrily.
Meng Shengnan: "Stop bluffing me."
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
Li Wei turned his head and asked her: "What do you choose?"
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
Meng Shengnan smiled: "I believe this."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Shengnan bumped her arm: "He's not staying still. Does that mean the master knows?"
She laughs.
Meng Shengnan: "Liberal arts."
Qi Qiao: "Well, she said I was picked up from a ditch."
Meng Shengnan nodded: "Well, what's wrong?"
She laughs.
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
Qi Qiao smiled and glanced at their class: "Why are there so few boys in your class?"
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
Li Wei said, "Hey, deskmate, please remember to miss me more in the future."
"Are you careful about your image, young lady?"
A few girls stood up, and Lao Shi asked them to introduce themselves, and then gave them to the official one by one. Meng Shengnan was looking out the window when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. Was this an auditory hallucination
Qi Qiao hugged her hard, then put his face on her shoulder, pretending to cry: "Auntie Shengdian is so kind, our old Buddha said that erhu is a traditional folk art, so I have to let me go. I have no choice." , you are so happy, Meng Shengnan—"
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
Qi Qiao shrugged.
"Um."
Meng Shengnan's black line.
Meng Shengnan thought for a long time, and then said: "-Can the guitar work?"
Meng Shengnan thought for a long time, and then said: "-Can the guitar work?"
Qi Qiao hugged her hard, then put his face on her shoulder, pretending to cry: "Auntie Shengdian is so kind, our old Buddha said that erhu is a traditional folk art, so I have to let me go. I have no choice." , you are so happy, Meng Shengnan—"
He asked Meng Shengnan slowly. The girl nodded, and then he continued to finish. Afterwards, Meng Shengnan turned sideways and stared at the papyrus under his hand for a while, then slowly sighed: "Fu Song, I didn't expect you to be so good at math."
"Can we be a down-to-earth human being?"
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
"Oh—" she trailed off.
The school handled the division of subjects very efficiently. After three days, everyone submitted the subject selection questionnaire. After being reluctant to leave, the liberal arts comrades collectively walked up to the five-story building opposite and the land on the afternoon of the seventeenth day of school to say goodbye.
After packing their schoolbags, the two of them walked out of the back door. Passing Fu Song, Meng Shengnan said hello and goodbye. The boy's expression was quite indifferent and he didn't even look at Qi Qiao. On the way, Qi Qiao commented: "That boy just looked so stupid."
All the girls in the class: “…”
So, one hundred and one minutes had passed from the time she entered the classroom to the time she finished speaking—two classes plus ten minutes between classes.
Having just entered the new classroom on the fifth floor, Meng Shengnan was still not used to it. He didn't know anyone in the class. It turned out that all the students who came out of Class 9 of Senior High School were dispersed and evenly divided into four liberal arts classes. Meng Shengnan found a seat in the fourth row next to the window in the corridor and sat there. She raised her eyes and glanced at the entire class. Almost all of them were girls. Meng Shengnan turned back and opened the textbook in boredom to look at Mr. Liu Hezhen. After a while, the class bell rang and the head teacher came.
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
"My dream is to be a great mathematician like Hua Luogeng."
Later, Qi Qiao was finally sent away, and Meng Shengnan returned to the classroom.
"Then you choose the article."
"Go, she's eager to do it."
To be honest, Meng Shengnan was looking forward to it, but the moment she saw 'Lao Shi', she really felt hopeless.
As a result, when I went to school the next day, a girl heard this and couldn't help crying. The distorted expression was like pain under a magnifying glass. No matter who sees it, it will be unforgettable.
The school handled the division of subjects very efficiently. After three days, everyone submitted the subject selection questionnaire. After being reluctant to leave, the liberal arts comrades collectively walked up to the five-story building opposite and the land on the afternoon of the seventeenth day of school to say goodbye.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Jin immediately raised his hands and said, "This is an injustice to your father."
Qi Qiao glanced at Meng Shengnan several times: "Tsk tsk—how long have we known each other and you are already boasting?"
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
"Today, I will talk about a few key points -" and then thirty minutes passed - Lao Shi cleared his throat: "I have had a cold in the past two days, so I won't say more. Now I will appoint a few class committee members. Do you have any? Recommended yourself?"
"cut."
"I'm serious. She ordered me to get married right after I graduate from college, preferably within three years."
"Hey, you know?"
Ninth Middle School is not close to Meng Shengnan's home, so she usually rides a bicycle back and forth. Qi Qiao was riding behind, and Meng Shengnan was riding slower. After a while, Qi Qiao took her there again. In the evening after evening self-study, food stalls are set up on the streets, and groups of men and women can be seen everywhere waiting for barbecues.
Finally, when Lao Shi left, everyone in the classroom took a deep breath in unison, and then spit it out. The boy at the back table wailed: "Oh my god, it's true that a life is not worth a life. I heard that she majored in liberal arts, and she seems to be the head teacher of some class. Fortunately, I chose to stay away from this time bomb."
Qi Qiao snorted, "How about that? I can't bear to leave Song Jiashu alone (2)."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Fortunately, you caught a cold, Meng Shengnan thought.
Qi Qiao snorted, "How about that? I can't bear to leave Song Jiashu alone (2)."
Li Wei said, "Hey, deskmate, please remember to miss me more in the future."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
When she reacted, Li Wei smiled: "What are you thinking about?"
"Have you discussed this?"
"Pull you down!"
Meng Shengnan knew that he could not think of anything, so he simply joined in their conversation, watching such a group of people talk about everything from the creation of Pangu to the vast world of Beyond concert tickets in September, and then talked about Confucianism, Confucius and Martin Luther King.
Meng Shengnan glanced at the aisle. From time to time, a man and a woman walked back and forth and stared at them. She was really embarrassed.
A few girls stood up, and Lao Shi asked them to introduce themselves, and then gave them to the official one by one. Meng Shengnan was looking out the window when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. Was this an auditory hallucination
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
"Hey, you know?"
Meng Jin immediately raised his hands and said, "This is an injustice to your father."
"roll."
Meng Shengnan put her elbows on the table, supporting her head with one hand while thinking about novel ideas, and spinning the pencil with the other. Li Wei, his deskmate, stopped mid-chatter and took the pen away from her when she wasn't paying attention.
Qi Qiao shrugged.
So, one hundred and one minutes had passed from the time she entered the classroom to the time she finished speaking—two classes plus ten minutes between classes.
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
At that time, the students were still immersed in the residual heat of the summer vacation, and the classroom after class went crazy. People at the tables in front, back and left were chatting freely, as if they had endless interesting things to talk about, as if their youth was endless.
Meng Shengnan glanced at Qi Qiao: "What kind of street dance?"
Xue Lin: "..."
Meng Shengnan smiled: "I believe this."
"I'm not interested."
"I'm serious. She ordered me to get married right after I graduate from college, preferably within three years."
"Ah -" Meng Shengnan's mind was slower than his actions, and he stood up with a very serious expression: "Teacher."
Having just entered the new classroom on the fifth floor, Meng Shengnan was still not used to it. He didn't know anyone in the class. It turned out that all the students who came out of Class 9 of Senior High School were dispersed and evenly divided into four liberal arts classes. Meng Shengnan found a seat in the fourth row next to the window in the corridor and sat there. She raised her eyes and glanced at the entire class. Almost all of them were girls. Meng Shengnan turned back and opened the textbook in boredom to look at Mr. Liu Hezhen. After a while, the class bell rang and the head teacher came.
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
After all, they are acquaintances, so Lao Shi said directly: "You can continue to be the English class representative."
"roll."
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
In the evening, during self-study, Qi Qiao came over and waited for her to go with him. At that time, there were not many people left in their class (4). In their group, she and Fu Song were the only ones who had not left yet.
"Hey, you know?"
"Um."
"Think about it, what are you more interested in?"
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
"He has the most admirable IQ among all the people I know in this school. Not only does the topic he talks about beautifully, but his words are also so convincing-"
Qi Qiao: "He performed well in the joint school competition."
The get out of class bell finally rang.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Shengnan glanced at her: "Besides, I'll tell your mother about your puppy love!"
"Um."
"Ah -" Meng Shengnan's mind was slower than his actions, and he stood up with a very serious expression: "Teacher."
Meng Shengnan put her elbows on the table, supporting her head with one hand while thinking about novel ideas, and spinning the pencil with the other. Li Wei, his deskmate, stopped mid-chatter and took the pen away from her when she wasn't paying attention.
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
At that time, the students were still immersed in the residual heat of the summer vacation, and the classroom after class went crazy. People at the tables in front, back and left were chatting freely, as if they had endless interesting things to talk about, as if their youth was endless.
After walking for a while, Meng Shengnan thought of something and suddenly asked, "Why don't you go with Song Jiashu tonight?"
Meng Shengnan: "..."
At that time, the students were still immersed in the residual heat of the summer vacation, and the classroom after class went crazy. People at the tables in front, back and left were chatting freely, as if they had endless interesting things to talk about, as if their youth was endless.
One week after the start of the second year of high school, the school began to carry out various subject matters.
One week after the start of the second year of high school, the school began to carry out various subject matters.
"Um."
Fu Song was working as a queen when he heard the sound, glanced at Meng Shengnan, and said in a calm voice: "The teacher is here."
"Ms. Meng, what are you thinking about?" Qi Qiao slipped over, lay on the window sill outside, and leaned over to flick her forehead.
"Um."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Shengnan nodded: "Well, what's wrong?"
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
Meng Shengnan came out of her seat and stood by the aisle railing with Qi Qiao. The two of them lay on top and looked downstairs.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
After a few days, almost everyone at the left and right tables became familiar with each other. The class was also lively and lively, with the air of a heroine in the world. There was a boy sitting in the back seat of Meng Shengnan. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He was quite thin and didn't talk much to the people around him, but he had a very good brain.
Meng Jin immediately raised his hands and said, "This is an injustice to your father."
Qi Qiao said: "I didn't expect that the viewing angle from your place is pretty good."
That boy is the funny type and is usually very interesting. Now his expression became a little more serious, and his voice was sonorous: "When a person is alive, he must always fight for the awesomeness he boasted about when he was young! Ah—ideal! Ah—be strong!"
Meng Shengnan glanced at her: "Besides, I'll tell your mother about your puppy love!"
Qi Qiao: "Well, she said I was picked up from a ditch."
Meng Shengnan smiled and watched them compete one by one.
Meng Shengnan and the girl at the back table were competing and laughing so hard.
Qi Qiao shrugged.
Qi Qiao turned back and sighed and said, "It seems like you really have to worry about me having a boyfriend."
"cut."
"Then you choose the article."
"Are you careful about your image, young lady?"
"My dream is to be a great mathematician like Hua Luogeng."
Meng Jin immediately raised his hands and said, "This is an injustice to your father."
"Are you careful about your image, young lady?"
"Your mother signed you up for a guitar class?" (4) Outside the class, Qi Qiao couldn't help but exclaimed.
Qi Qiao snorted, "How about that? I can't bear to leave Song Jiashu alone (2)."
"I'm serious. She ordered me to get married right after I graduate from college, preferably within three years."
"Pull you down!"
That boy is the funny type and is usually very interesting. Now his expression became a little more serious, and his voice was sonorous: "When a person is alive, he must always fight for the awesomeness he boasted about when he was young! Ah—ideal! Ah—be strong!"
"I spit-"
"Today, I will talk about a few key points -" and then thirty minutes passed - Lao Shi cleared his throat: "I have had a cold in the past two days, so I won't say more. Now I will appoint a few class committee members. Do you have any? Recommended yourself?"
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
"roll."
"That's right, everyone is having a great chat. Meng Shengnan, you have to join in." said the girl at the back table.
Li Wei turned his head and asked her: "What do you choose?"
A few girls stood up, and Lao Shi asked them to introduce themselves, and then gave them to the official one by one. Meng Shengnan was looking out the window when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. Was this an auditory hallucination
Qi Qiao said: "I didn't expect that the viewing angle from your place is pretty good."
Qi Qiao smiled and glanced at their class: "Why are there so few boys in your class?"
"My dream is to be a great mathematician like Hua Luogeng."
Qi Qiao said: "I didn't expect that the viewing angle from your place is pretty good."
"Um."
Li Wei turned his head and asked her: "What do you choose?"
Meng Shengnan put her elbows on the table, supporting her head with one hand while thinking about novel ideas, and spinning the pencil with the other. Li Wei, his deskmate, stopped mid-chatter and took the pen away from her when she wasn't paying attention.
Qi Qiao: "Well, she said I was picked up from a ditch."
"If you don't blow, you will die—"
When there was still one minute before the class bell rang, Qi Qiao ran back to the science building opposite. As soon as Meng Shengnan stepped into the classroom, the male class monitor appointed by Lao Shi with a crew cut and a height of 1.73 meters and a waist of 2 feet 4 took the lead in singing "A blue sky above my head, a belief in my heart...".
Fu Song was working as a queen when he heard the sound, glanced at Meng Shengnan, and said in a calm voice: "The teacher is here."
Meng Shengnan: "Liberal arts."
Qi Qiao turned back and sighed and said, "It seems like you really have to worry about me having a boyfriend."
Qi Qiao hugged her hard, then put his face on her shoulder, pretending to cry: "Auntie Shengdian is so kind, our old Buddha said that erhu is a traditional folk art, so I have to let me go. I have no choice." , you are so happy, Meng Shengnan—"
The flavor of youth is permeated and unobtrusive.
"He has the most admirable IQ among all the people I know in this school. Not only does the topic he talks about beautifully, but his words are also so convincing-"
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
Meng Shengnan glanced at her: "Besides, I'll tell your mother about your puppy love!"
The school handled the division of subjects very efficiently. After three days, everyone submitted the subject selection questionnaire. After being reluctant to leave, the liberal arts comrades collectively walked up to the five-story building opposite and the land on the afternoon of the seventeenth day of school to say goodbye.
"cut."
Meng Shengnan thought for a long time, and then said: "-Can the guitar work?"
Ninth Middle School is not close to Meng Shengnan's home, so she usually rides a bicycle back and forth. Qi Qiao was riding behind, and Meng Shengnan was riding slower. After a while, Qi Qiao took her there again. In the evening after evening self-study, food stalls are set up on the streets, and groups of men and women can be seen everywhere waiting for barbecues.
Meng Shengnan bumped her arm: "He's not staying still. Does that mean the master knows?"
A bunch of people were talking enthusiastically, and there were a few muffled knocks on the door. Suddenly, the classroom became quiet. There were a few people in the back row who were standing at the table having fun and quickly slipped down and sat down. Li Wei pouted: "Lao Shi is nagging again."
Meng Shengnan knew that he could not think of anything, so he simply joined in their conversation, watching such a group of people talk about everything from the creation of Pangu to the vast world of Beyond concert tickets in September, and then talked about Confucianism, Confucius and Martin Luther King.
Fu Song was working as a queen when he heard the sound, glanced at Meng Shengnan, and said in a calm voice: "The teacher is here."
"Go, she's eager to do it."
"Then you choose the article."
"Um."
That boy is the funny type and is usually very interesting. Now his expression became a little more serious, and his voice was sonorous: "When a person is alive, he must always fight for the awesomeness he boasted about when he was young! Ah—ideal! Ah—be strong!"
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
"Can we be a down-to-earth human being?"
The class teacher's surname is Shi. As for the nickname "Lao Shi" that Li Wei gave her, I won't explain it, you know. The key point is that she is in her forties and talks a lot, even more powerful than Tang Seng. It is said that she just divorced her husband two years ago. Everyone sighed, her husband was really capable, he could endure it for so many years, but if he were to let go of ordinary people, his ears would have been sacrificed long ago - three minutes of silence.
Meng Shengnan was stuffing books into his schoolbag when he heard the words and replied: "It's pretty good."
Fu Song was working as a queen when he heard the sound, glanced at Meng Shengnan, and said in a calm voice: "The teacher is here."
Meng Shengnan: "Stop bluffing me."
The two of them lay on the railing for a while, Qi Qiao still chattering. The breeze blew across their cheeks and blew Qi Qiao's long hair. Meng Shengnan couldn't help but stroke her short, ear-length hair that she had kept for three years, remembering a song about the age when she loved your long hair.
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
His deskmate, named Xue Lin, came over and said with a smile: "In the future, whenever you encounter any serious difficulties, I will go to Fu Song."
Qi Qiao said: "I didn't expect that the viewing angle from your place is pretty good."
Meng Shengnan glanced at Qi Qiao: "What kind of street dance?"
"cut."
"I'm serious. She ordered me to get married right after I graduate from college, preferably within three years."
The point is—her theme is only one: division is coming.
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
"What's wrong?"
Qi Qiao said: "I didn't expect that the viewing angle from your place is pretty good."
The two of them lay on the railing for a while, Qi Qiao still chattering. The breeze blew across their cheeks and blew Qi Qiao's long hair. Meng Shengnan couldn't help but stroke her short, ear-length hair that she had kept for three years, remembering a song about the age when she loved your long hair.
Meng Shengnan: "... is it true or false?"
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
One week after the start of the second year of high school, the school began to carry out various subject matters.
The flavor of youth is permeated and unobtrusive.
Qi Qiao shrugged.
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
"If you don't blow, you will die—"
Meng Shengnan: "... is it true or false?"
"Are you careful about your image, young lady?"
The class teacher's surname is Shi. As for the nickname "Lao Shi" that Li Wei gave her, I won't explain it, you know. The key point is that she is in her forties and talks a lot, even more powerful than Tang Seng. It is said that she just divorced her husband two years ago. Everyone sighed, her husband was really capable, he could endure it for so many years, but if he were to let go of ordinary people, his ears would have been sacrificed long ago - three minutes of silence.
"Oh—" she trailed off.
Meng Shengnan: "... is it true or false?"
Meng Shengnan sat down on the sofa, picked up the water on the table and took a big sip.
Meng Shengnan: "You weren't adopted by Aunt Qiao, were you?"
Meng Shengnan: "Stop bluffing me."
"Ah -" Meng Shengnan's mind was slower than his actions, and he stood up with a very serious expression: "Teacher."
Meng Shengnan put her elbows on the table, supporting her head with one hand while thinking about novel ideas, and spinning the pencil with the other. Li Wei, his deskmate, stopped mid-chatter and took the pen away from her when she wasn't paying attention.
Meng Shengnan smiled: "I believe this."
After all, they are acquaintances, so Lao Shi said directly: "You can continue to be the English class representative."
When she reacted, Li Wei smiled: "What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, he has a hip-hop dance rehearsal to rehearse and is quite busy."
Qi Qiao: "Well, she said I was picked up from a ditch."
Qi Qiao turned back and sighed and said, "It seems like you really have to worry about me having a boyfriend."
After a few days, almost everyone at the left and right tables became familiar with each other. The class was also lively and lively, with the air of a heroine in the world. There was a boy sitting in the back seat of Meng Shengnan. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He was quite thin and didn't talk much to the people around him, but he had a very good brain.
Sheng Ceremony glared at her.
A few girls stood up, and Lao Shi asked them to introduce themselves, and then gave them to the official one by one. Meng Shengnan was looking out the window when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. Was this an auditory hallucination
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
"Then you choose the article."
The point is—her theme is only one: division is coming.
Meng Shengnan smiled: "I believe this."
That boy is the funny type and is usually very interesting. Now his expression became a little more serious, and his voice was sonorous: "When a person is alive, he must always fight for the awesomeness he boasted about when he was young! Ah—ideal! Ah—be strong!"
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
That boy is the funny type and is usually very interesting. Now his expression became a little more serious, and his voice was sonorous: "When a person is alive, he must always fight for the awesomeness he boasted about when he was young! Ah—ideal! Ah—be strong!"
Later, Qi Qiao was finally sent away, and Meng Shengnan returned to the classroom.
"I'm serious. She ordered me to get married right after I graduate from college, preferably within three years."
All the girls in the class: “…”
Li Wei said, "Hey, deskmate, please remember to miss me more in the future."
Meng Shengnan shook his head: "Elementary school classmates, we grew up together."
Qi Qiao rolled her eyes: "Hey, Comrade Qiao Meili's lifelong dream is for four generations to live under one roof."
Meng Shengnan smiled: "I believe this."
Meng Shengnan thought for a long time, and then said: "-Can the guitar work?"
In the evening, during self-study, Qi Qiao came over and waited for her to go with him. At that time, there were not many people left in their class (4). In their group, she and Fu Song were the only ones who had not left yet.
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
That boy is the funny type and is usually very interesting. Now his expression became a little more serious, and his voice was sonorous: "When a person is alive, he must always fight for the awesomeness he boasted about when he was young! Ah—ideal! Ah—be strong!"
Meng Shengnan: "You weren't adopted by Aunt Qiao, were you?"
Meng Shengnan knew that he could not think of anything, so he simply joined in their conversation, watching such a group of people talk about everything from the creation of Pangu to the vast world of Beyond concert tickets in September, and then talked about Confucianism, Confucius and Martin Luther King.
A bunch of people were talking enthusiastically, and there were a few muffled knocks on the door. Suddenly, the classroom became quiet. There were a few people in the back row who were standing at the table having fun and quickly slipped down and sat down. Li Wei pouted: "Lao Shi is nagging again."
When there was still one minute before the class bell rang, Qi Qiao ran back to the science building opposite. As soon as Meng Shengnan stepped into the classroom, the male class monitor appointed by Lao Shi with a crew cut and a height of 1.73 meters and a waist of 2 feet 4 took the lead in singing "A blue sky above my head, a belief in my heart...".
After walking for a while, Meng Shengnan thought of something and suddenly asked, "Why don't you go with Song Jiashu tonight?"
"Today, I will talk about a few key points -" and then thirty minutes passed - Lao Shi cleared his throat: "I have had a cold in the past two days, so I won't say more. Now I will appoint a few class committee members. Do you have any? Recommended yourself?"
Qi Qiao turned back and sighed and said, "It seems like you really have to worry about me having a boyfriend."
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
After a few days, almost everyone at the left and right tables became familiar with each other. The class was also lively and lively, with the air of a heroine in the world. There was a boy sitting in the back seat of Meng Shengnan. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He was quite thin and didn't talk much to the people around him, but he had a very good brain.
"My dream is to be a great mathematician like Hua Luogeng."
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
All the girls in the class: “…”
Meng Shengnan glanced at these two people.
The point is—her theme is only one: division is coming.
His deskmate, named Xue Lin, came over and said with a smile: "In the future, whenever you encounter any serious difficulties, I will go to Fu Song."
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
After a few days, almost everyone at the left and right tables became familiar with each other. The class was also lively and lively, with the air of a heroine in the world. There was a boy sitting in the back seat of Meng Shengnan. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He was quite thin and didn't talk much to the people around him, but he had a very good brain.
Meng Shengnan sat down on the sofa, picked up the water on the table and took a big sip.
"Today, I will talk about a few key points -" and then thirty minutes passed - Lao Shi cleared his throat: "I have had a cold in the past two days, so I won't say more. Now I will appoint a few class committee members. Do you have any? Recommended yourself?"
When there was still one minute before the class bell rang, Qi Qiao ran back to the science building opposite. As soon as Meng Shengnan stepped into the classroom, the male class monitor appointed by Lao Shi with a crew cut and a height of 1.73 meters and a waist of 2 feet 4 took the lead in singing "A blue sky above my head, a belief in my heart...".
In the evening, during self-study, Qi Qiao came over and waited for her to go with him. At that time, there were not many people left in their class (4). In their group, she and Fu Song were the only ones who had not left yet.
A bunch of people were talking enthusiastically, and there were a few muffled knocks on the door. Suddenly, the classroom became quiet. There were a few people in the back row who were standing at the table having fun and quickly slipped down and sat down. Li Wei pouted: "Lao Shi is nagging again."
"I spit-"
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
"He has the most admirable IQ among all the people I know in this school. Not only does the topic he talks about beautifully, but his words are also so convincing-"
The boy seemed a little embarrassed and didn't answer.
Qi Qiao stood up from her shoulder, wiped his face pretendingly, and said angrily.
He asked Meng Shengnan slowly. The girl nodded, and then he continued to finish. Afterwards, Meng Shengnan turned sideways and stared at the papyrus under his hand for a while, then slowly sighed: "Fu Song, I didn't expect you to be so good at math."
Meng Shengnan and the girl at the back table were competing and laughing so hard.
"Pull you down!"
Meng Shengnan knew that he could not think of anything, so he simply joined in their conversation, watching such a group of people talk about everything from the creation of Pangu to the vast world of Beyond concert tickets in September, and then talked about Confucianism, Confucius and Martin Luther King.
"She is Song Jiashu's girlfriend."
"She is Song Jiashu's girlfriend."
Meng Shengnan nodded: "Well, what's wrong?"
Qi Qiao said: "I didn't expect that the viewing angle from your place is pretty good."
The boy seemed a little embarrassed and didn't answer.
Meng Shengnan glanced at her: "Besides, I'll tell your mother about your puppy love!"
After walking for a while, Meng Shengnan thought of something and suddenly asked, "Why don't you go with Song Jiashu tonight?"
Meng Shengnan shook his head: "Elementary school classmates, we grew up together."
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
Qi Qiao glanced at Meng Shengnan several times: "Tsk tsk—how long have we known each other and you are already boasting?"
"cut."
"Ah -" Meng Shengnan's mind was slower than his actions, and he stood up with a very serious expression: "Teacher."
"cut."
His deskmate, named Xue Lin, came over and said with a smile: "In the future, whenever you encounter any serious difficulties, I will go to Fu Song."
When she reacted, Li Wei smiled: "What are you thinking about?"
The two of them lay on the railing for a while, Qi Qiao still chattering. The breeze blew across their cheeks and blew Qi Qiao's long hair. Meng Shengnan couldn't help but stroke her short, ear-length hair that she had kept for three years, remembering a song about the age when she loved your long hair.
Meng Shengnan glanced at Qi Qiao: "What kind of street dance?"
After walking for a while, Meng Shengnan thought of something and suddenly asked, "Why don't you go with Song Jiashu tonight?"
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
The class teacher's surname is Shi. As for the nickname "Lao Shi" that Li Wei gave her, I won't explain it, you know. The key point is that she is in her forties and talks a lot, even more powerful than Tang Seng. It is said that she just divorced her husband two years ago. Everyone sighed, her husband was really capable, he could endure it for so many years, but if he were to let go of ordinary people, his ears would have been sacrificed long ago - three minutes of silence.
Fu Song was working as a queen when he heard the sound, glanced at Meng Shengnan, and said in a calm voice: "The teacher is here."
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
He asked Meng Shengnan slowly. The girl nodded, and then he continued to finish. Afterwards, Meng Shengnan turned sideways and stared at the papyrus under his hand for a while, then slowly sighed: "Fu Song, I didn't expect you to be so good at math."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Later, Qi Qiao was finally sent away, and Meng Shengnan returned to the classroom.
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
Qi Qiao said: "I didn't expect that the viewing angle from your place is pretty good."
"oh."
Xue Lin asked her: "Is that your freshman classmate in high school?"
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
Qi Qiao snorted, "How about that? I can't bear to leave Song Jiashu alone (2)."
Meng Shengnan glanced at Qi Qiao: "What kind of street dance?"
Xue Lin: "..."
"Pull you down!"
"I'm not interested."
His deskmate, named Xue Lin, came over and said with a smile: "In the future, whenever you encounter any serious difficulties, I will go to Fu Song."
Qi Qiao shrugged.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
However, before my butt touched the bench, I heard a girl in the back row of the classroom shouting -
In the evening, during self-study, Qi Qiao came over and waited for her to go with him. At that time, there were not many people left in their class (4). In their group, she and Fu Song were the only ones who had not left yet.
Later, Qi Qiao was finally sent away, and Meng Shengnan returned to the classroom.
"Go, she's eager to do it."
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
"Ah -" Meng Shengnan's mind was slower than his actions, and he stood up with a very serious expression: "Teacher."
Meng Shengnan: "Liberal arts."
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
After a few days, almost everyone at the left and right tables became familiar with each other. The class was also lively and lively, with the air of a heroine in the world. There was a boy sitting in the back seat of Meng Shengnan. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He was quite thin and didn't talk much to the people around him, but he had a very good brain.
The flavor of youth is permeated and unobtrusive.
"If you don't blow, you will die—"
Meng Shengnan said expressionlessly: "I wish you failure."
Meng Shengnan came out of her seat and stood by the aisle railing with Qi Qiao. The two of them lay on top and looked downstairs.
Meng Shengnan was stuffing books into his schoolbag when he heard the words and replied: "It's pretty good."
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
"I spit-"
As a result, when I went to school the next day, a girl heard this and couldn't help crying. The distorted expression was like pain under a magnifying glass. No matter who sees it, it will be unforgettable.
Qi Qiao stood up from her shoulder, wiped his face pretendingly, and said angrily.
Meng Shengnan knew that he could not think of anything, so he simply joined in their conversation, watching such a group of people talk about everything from the creation of Pangu to the vast world of Beyond concert tickets in September, and then talked about Confucianism, Confucius and Martin Luther King.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Shengnan knew that he could not think of anything, so he simply joined in their conversation, watching such a group of people talk about everything from the creation of Pangu to the vast world of Beyond concert tickets in September, and then talked about Confucianism, Confucius and Martin Luther King.
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
Qi Qiao said "hmm" a few times, "Looking at your rosy face, I believe it."
"Think about it, what are you more interested in?"
Meng Shengnan glanced at the aisle. From time to time, a man and a woman walked back and forth and stared at them. She was really embarrassed.
"What's wrong?"
Xue Lin asked her: "Is that your freshman classmate in high school?"
Xue Lin: "..."
After packing their schoolbags, the two of them walked out of the back door. Passing Fu Song, Meng Shengnan said hello and goodbye. The boy's expression was quite indifferent and he didn't even look at Qi Qiao. On the way, Qi Qiao commented: "That boy just looked so stupid."
Qi Qiao shrugged.
Shengdian glanced at her: "If you don't have one, train one. You won't be bored in school every day."
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
Qi Qiao stood up from her shoulder, wiped his face pretendingly, and said angrily.
Meng Shengnan bumped her arm: "He's not staying still. Does that mean the master knows?"
"Oh, he has a hip-hop dance rehearsal to rehearse and is quite busy."
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
Qi Qiao rolled her eyes: "Hey, Comrade Qiao Meili's lifelong dream is for four generations to live under one roof."
A boy at the back table spoke boldly, and even stood up and waved his arm with a powerful aura.
"My dream is to be a great mathematician like Hua Luogeng."
At that time, the students were still immersed in the residual heat of the summer vacation, and the classroom after class went crazy. People at the tables in front, back and left were chatting freely, as if they had endless interesting things to talk about, as if their youth was endless.
"Hey, you know?"
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
Meng Shengnan and the girl at the back table were competing and laughing so hard.
Li Wei turned his head and asked her: "What do you choose?"
"Oh—" she trailed off.
"Pull you down!"
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
"I'm serious. She ordered me to get married right after I graduate from college, preferably within three years."
"He has the most admirable IQ among all the people I know in this school. Not only does the topic he talks about beautifully, but his words are also so convincing-"
The girl burst into laughter and lay on the table as if she had fainted.
Fortunately, you caught a cold, Meng Shengnan thought.
Meng Shengnan and the girl at the back table were competing and laughing so hard.
Finally, when Lao Shi left, everyone in the classroom took a deep breath in unison, and then spit it out. The boy at the back table wailed: "Oh my god, it's true that a life is not worth a life. I heard that she majored in liberal arts, and she seems to be the head teacher of some class. Fortunately, I chose to stay away from this time bomb."
Meng Shengnan: "You weren't adopted by Aunt Qiao, were you?"
"Ms. Meng, what are you thinking about?" Qi Qiao slipped over, lay on the window sill outside, and leaned over to flick her forehead.
Xue Lin: "..."
"Can we be a down-to-earth human being?"
Qi Qiao glanced at Meng Shengnan several times: "Tsk tsk—how long have we known each other and you are already boasting?"
His deskmate, named Xue Lin, came over and said with a smile: "In the future, whenever you encounter any serious difficulties, I will go to Fu Song."
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
Qi Qiao: "Well, she said I was picked up from a ditch."
"What do you know? This is called cherishing talents."
Meng Shengnan bumped her arm: "He's not staying still. Does that mean the master knows?"
"Your mother signed you up for a guitar class?" (4) Outside the class, Qi Qiao couldn't help but exclaimed.
Meng Shengnan bumped her arm: "He's not staying still. Does that mean the master knows?"
Meng Shengnan put her elbows on the table, supporting her head with one hand while thinking about novel ideas, and spinning the pencil with the other. Li Wei, his deskmate, stopped mid-chatter and took the pen away from her when she wasn't paying attention.
Meng Shengnan and the girl at the back table were competing and laughing so hard.
"cut."
As a result, when I went to school the next day, a girl heard this and couldn't help crying. The distorted expression was like pain under a magnifying glass. No matter who sees it, it will be unforgettable.
The two of them lay on the railing for a while, Qi Qiao still chattering. The breeze blew across their cheeks and blew Qi Qiao's long hair. Meng Shengnan couldn't help but stroke her short, ear-length hair that she had kept for three years, remembering a song about the age when she loved your long hair.
When she reacted, Li Wei smiled: "What are you thinking about?"
Xue Lin: "..."
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
After walking for a while, Meng Shengnan thought of something and suddenly asked, "Why don't you go with Song Jiashu tonight?"
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
"Go, she's eager to do it."
"Um."
All the girls in the class: “…”
Li Wei said, "Hey, deskmate, please remember to miss me more in the future."
"Oh, he has a hip-hop dance rehearsal to rehearse and is quite busy."
Meng Shengnan sat down on the sofa, picked up the water on the table and took a big sip.
Qi Qiao snorted, "How about that? I can't bear to leave Song Jiashu alone (2)."
Meng Shengnan put her elbows on the table, supporting her head with one hand while thinking about novel ideas, and spinning the pencil with the other. Li Wei, his deskmate, stopped mid-chatter and took the pen away from her when she wasn't paying attention.
"Can we be a down-to-earth human being?"
Meng Shengnan: "Stop bluffing me."
Meng Shengnan: "... is it true or false?"
"Go, she's eager to do it."
Meng Shengnan glanced at Qi Qiao: "What kind of street dance?"
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
The girl burst into laughter and lay on the table as if she had fainted.
Qi Qiao: "He performed well in the joint school competition."
Qi Qiao hugged her hard, then put his face on her shoulder, pretending to cry: "Auntie Shengdian is so kind, our old Buddha said that erhu is a traditional folk art, so I have to let me go. I have no choice." , you are so happy, Meng Shengnan—"
"Then you choose the article."
"oh."
So, one hundred and one minutes had passed from the time she entered the classroom to the time she finished speaking—two classes plus ten minutes between classes.
"Are you careful about your image, young lady?"
Qi Qiao snorted, "How about that? I can't bear to leave Song Jiashu alone (2)."
Meng Shengnan shook his head: "Elementary school classmates, we grew up together."
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
"Have you discussed this?"
Ninth Middle School is not close to Meng Shengnan's home, so she usually rides a bicycle back and forth. Qi Qiao was riding behind, and Meng Shengnan was riding slower. After a while, Qi Qiao took her there again. In the evening after evening self-study, food stalls are set up on the streets, and groups of men and women can be seen everywhere waiting for barbecues.
Qi Qiao turned back and sighed and said, "It seems like you really have to worry about me having a boyfriend."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Shengnan came out of her seat and stood by the aisle railing with Qi Qiao. The two of them lay on top and looked downstairs.
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
"Oh—" she trailed off.
Finally, when Lao Shi left, everyone in the classroom took a deep breath in unison, and then spit it out. The boy at the back table wailed: "Oh my god, it's true that a life is not worth a life. I heard that she majored in liberal arts, and she seems to be the head teacher of some class. Fortunately, I chose to stay away from this time bomb."
"Um."
The flavor of youth is permeated and unobtrusive.
A boy at the back table spoke boldly, and even stood up and waved his arm with a powerful aura.
"Ah -" Meng Shengnan's mind was slower than his actions, and he stood up with a very serious expression: "Teacher."
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
All the girls in the class: “…”
"Are you careful about your image, young lady?"
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
Meng Shengnan: "You weren't adopted by Aunt Qiao, were you?"
"Hey, you know?"
"Oh—" she trailed off.
A boy at the back table spoke boldly, and even stood up and waved his arm with a powerful aura.
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Sheng Ceremony glared at her.
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
Meng Shengnan sat down on the sofa, picked up the water on the table and took a big sip.
The get out of class bell finally rang.
Meng Shengnan put her elbows on the table, supporting her head with one hand while thinking about novel ideas, and spinning the pencil with the other. Li Wei, his deskmate, stopped mid-chatter and took the pen away from her when she wasn't paying attention.
After walking for a while, Meng Shengnan thought of something and suddenly asked, "Why don't you go with Song Jiashu tonight?"
One week after the start of the second year of high school, the school began to carry out various subject matters.
"I'm not interested."
Li Wei said, "Hey, deskmate, please remember to miss me more in the future."
"Oh, he has a hip-hop dance rehearsal to rehearse and is quite busy."
Meng Shengnan: "Liberal arts."
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
Meng Shengnan bumped her arm: "He's not staying still. Does that mean the master knows?"
The boy seemed a little embarrassed and didn't answer.
Qi Qiao smiled and glanced at their class: "Why are there so few boys in your class?"
Shengdian glanced at her: "If you don't have one, train one. You won't be bored in school every day."
"Your mother signed you up for a guitar class?" (4) Outside the class, Qi Qiao couldn't help but exclaimed.
Having just entered the new classroom on the fifth floor, Meng Shengnan was still not used to it. He didn't know anyone in the class. It turned out that all the students who came out of Class 9 of Senior High School were dispersed and evenly divided into four liberal arts classes. Meng Shengnan found a seat in the fourth row next to the window in the corridor and sat there. She raised her eyes and glanced at the entire class. Almost all of them were girls. Meng Shengnan turned back and opened the textbook in boredom to look at Mr. Liu Hezhen. After a while, the class bell rang and the head teacher came.
Li Wei turned his head and asked her: "What do you choose?"
As a result, when I went to school the next day, a girl heard this and couldn't help crying. The distorted expression was like pain under a magnifying glass. No matter who sees it, it will be unforgettable.
Qi Qiao: "He performed well in the joint school competition."
Ninth Middle School is not close to Meng Shengnan's home, so she usually rides a bicycle back and forth. Qi Qiao was riding behind, and Meng Shengnan was riding slower. After a while, Qi Qiao took her there again. In the evening after evening self-study, food stalls are set up on the streets, and groups of men and women can be seen everywhere waiting for barbecues.
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
Meng Jin immediately raised his hands and said, "This is an injustice to your father."
Later, Qi Qiao was finally sent away, and Meng Shengnan returned to the classroom.
"He has the most admirable IQ among all the people I know in this school. Not only does the topic he talks about beautifully, but his words are also so convincing-"
Meng Shengnan glanced at these two people.
On the TV, the host of the news channel was reporting clearly and accurately. Several voices converged in the room, and Meng Jin's voice also came in at this time: "Well, I agree with your mother on this point. Just go and have fun and relax. It's only two hours, what can you waste?"
Meng Shengnan nodded: "Well, what's wrong?"
"I'm not interested."
"Have you discussed this?"
Qi Qiao: "Well, she said I was picked up from a ditch."
Qi Qiao came in and sat on her seat. She smiled and asked Meng Shengnan, "How do you feel about your new life, Ms. Meng?"
Meng Jin immediately raised his hands and said, "This is an injustice to your father."
"Today, I will talk about a few key points -" and then thirty minutes passed - Lao Shi cleared his throat: "I have had a cold in the past two days, so I won't say more. Now I will appoint a few class committee members. Do you have any? Recommended yourself?"
Qi Qiao smiled and glanced at their class: "Why are there so few boys in your class?"
Shengdian glanced at her: "If you don't have one, train one. You won't be bored in school every day."
A boy at the back table spoke boldly, and even stood up and waved his arm with a powerful aura.
After packing their schoolbags, the two of them walked out of the back door. Passing Fu Song, Meng Shengnan said hello and goodbye. The boy's expression was quite indifferent and he didn't even look at Qi Qiao. On the way, Qi Qiao commented: "That boy just looked so stupid."
"My dream is to be a great mathematician like Hua Luogeng."
The flavor of youth is permeated and unobtrusive.
Sheng Ceremony glared at her.
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
His deskmate, named Xue Lin, came over and said with a smile: "In the future, whenever you encounter any serious difficulties, I will go to Fu Song."
"Think about it, what are you more interested in?"
The get out of class bell finally rang.
"Ah -" Meng Shengnan's mind was slower than his actions, and he stood up with a very serious expression: "Teacher."
Meng Shengnan thought for a long time, and then said: "-Can the guitar work?"
Meng Jin immediately raised his hands and said, "This is an injustice to your father."
The school handled the division of subjects very efficiently. After three days, everyone submitted the subject selection questionnaire. After being reluctant to leave, the liberal arts comrades collectively walked up to the five-story building opposite and the land on the afternoon of the seventeenth day of school to say goodbye.
"Hey, you know?"
"Ms. Meng, what are you thinking about?" Qi Qiao slipped over, lay on the window sill outside, and leaned over to flick her forehead.
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
"If you don't blow, you will die—"
As a result, when I went to school the next day, a girl heard this and couldn't help crying. The distorted expression was like pain under a magnifying glass. No matter who sees it, it will be unforgettable.
After packing their schoolbags, the two of them walked out of the back door. Passing Fu Song, Meng Shengnan said hello and goodbye. The boy's expression was quite indifferent and he didn't even look at Qi Qiao. On the way, Qi Qiao commented: "That boy just looked so stupid."
"If you don't blow, you will die—"
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
All the girls in the class: “…”
"Your mother signed you up for a guitar class?" (4) Outside the class, Qi Qiao couldn't help but exclaimed.
Meng Shengnan's black line.
Xue Lin: "..."
Meng Shengnan glanced at Qi Qiao: "What kind of street dance?"
Meng Shengnan nodded: "Well, what's wrong?"
Li Wei said, "Hey, deskmate, please remember to miss me more in the future."
"Oh—" she trailed off.
The get out of class bell finally rang.
"Can we be a down-to-earth human being?"
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
After packing their schoolbags, the two of them walked out of the back door. Passing Fu Song, Meng Shengnan said hello and goodbye. The boy's expression was quite indifferent and he didn't even look at Qi Qiao. On the way, Qi Qiao commented: "That boy just looked so stupid."
"My dream is to be a great mathematician like Hua Luogeng."
Having just entered the new classroom on the fifth floor, Meng Shengnan was still not used to it. He didn't know anyone in the class. It turned out that all the students who came out of Class 9 of Senior High School were dispersed and evenly divided into four liberal arts classes. Meng Shengnan found a seat in the fourth row next to the window in the corridor and sat there. She raised her eyes and glanced at the entire class. Almost all of them were girls. Meng Shengnan turned back and opened the textbook in boredom to look at Mr. Liu Hezhen. After a while, the class bell rang and the head teacher came.
Qi Qiao hugged her hard, then put his face on her shoulder, pretending to cry: "Auntie Shengdian is so kind, our old Buddha said that erhu is a traditional folk art, so I have to let me go. I have no choice." , you are so happy, Meng Shengnan—"
"Hey, you know?"
Qi Qiao stood up from her shoulder, wiped his face pretendingly, and said angrily.
"Oh, he has a hip-hop dance rehearsal to rehearse and is quite busy."
"Are you careful about your image, young lady?"
"cut."
"cut."
Meng Shengnan: "Liberal arts."
After Xue Lin finished speaking, Fu Song slowly spoke: "Learning is a process. We must learn to enjoy it while studying it. When you reach that saturation point, although the speed of time has slowed down, many things have already fallen into place."
So, one hundred and one minutes had passed from the time she entered the classroom to the time she finished speaking—two classes plus ten minutes between classes.
Meng Shengnan glanced at the aisle. From time to time, a man and a woman walked back and forth and stared at them. She was really embarrassed.
A bunch of people were talking enthusiastically, and there were a few muffled knocks on the door. Suddenly, the classroom became quiet. There were a few people in the back row who were standing at the table having fun and quickly slipped down and sat down. Li Wei pouted: "Lao Shi is nagging again."
All the girls in the class: “…”
When there was still one minute before the class bell rang, Qi Qiao ran back to the science building opposite. As soon as Meng Shengnan stepped into the classroom, the male class monitor appointed by Lao Shi with a crew cut and a height of 1.73 meters and a waist of 2 feet 4 took the lead in singing "A blue sky above my head, a belief in my heart...".
"Go, she's eager to do it."
Qi Qiao snorted, "How about that? I can't bear to leave Song Jiashu alone (2)."
Qi Qiao stood up from her shoulder, wiped his face pretendingly, and said angrily.
A few girls stood up, and Lao Shi asked them to introduce themselves, and then gave them to the official one by one. Meng Shengnan was looking out the window when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. Was this an auditory hallucination
The class teacher's surname is Shi. As for the nickname "Lao Shi" that Li Wei gave her, I won't explain it, you know. The key point is that she is in her forties and talks a lot, even more powerful than Tang Seng. It is said that she just divorced her husband two years ago. Everyone sighed, her husband was really capable, he could endure it for so many years, but if he were to let go of ordinary people, his ears would have been sacrificed long ago - three minutes of silence.
Qi Qiao said: "I didn't expect that the viewing angle from your place is pretty good."
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
When they got home, Shengdian and Meng Jin were watching the evening news. Sheng Dian said while cracking melon seeds: "I met your Aunt Qiao this afternoon. She enrolled Qiao Qiao in erhu. I'm thinking of enrolling you in a hobby class as well."
Qi Qiao stood up from her shoulder, wiped his face pretendingly, and said angrily.
Meng Shengnan said expressionlessly: "I wish you failure."
Li Wei said, "Hey, deskmate, please remember to miss me more in the future."
"Um."
"roll."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
So, one hundred and one minutes had passed from the time she entered the classroom to the time she finished speaking—two classes plus ten minutes between classes.
Meng Shengnan sat down on the sofa, picked up the water on the table and took a big sip.
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
She laughs.
Xue Lin asked her: "Is that your freshman classmate in high school?"
Meng Shengnan sat down on the sofa, picked up the water on the table and took a big sip.
"She is Song Jiashu's girlfriend."
She laughs.
Meng Shengnan smiled and watched them compete one by one.
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
Meng Shengnan glanced at the aisle. From time to time, a man and a woman walked back and forth and stared at them. She was really embarrassed.
The two of them lay on the railing for a while, Qi Qiao still chattering. The breeze blew across their cheeks and blew Qi Qiao's long hair. Meng Shengnan couldn't help but stroke her short, ear-length hair that she had kept for three years, remembering a song about the age when she loved your long hair.
"He has the most admirable IQ among all the people I know in this school. Not only does the topic he talks about beautifully, but his words are also so convincing-"
The flavor of youth is permeated and unobtrusive.
A few girls stood up, and Lao Shi asked them to introduce themselves, and then gave them to the official one by one. Meng Shengnan was looking out the window when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. Was this an auditory hallucination
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
Qi Qiao: "Well, she said I was picked up from a ditch."
Later, Qi Qiao was finally sent away, and Meng Shengnan returned to the classroom.
Qi Qiao smiled and glanced at their class: "Why are there so few boys in your class?"
"Ms. Meng, what are you thinking about?" Qi Qiao slipped over, lay on the window sill outside, and leaned over to flick her forehead.
Qi Qiao: "He performed well in the joint school competition."
"Li Yan, come here."
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
After packing their schoolbags, the two of them walked out of the back door. Passing Fu Song, Meng Shengnan said hello and goodbye. The boy's expression was quite indifferent and he didn't even look at Qi Qiao. On the way, Qi Qiao commented: "That boy just looked so stupid."
Xue Lin asked her: "Is that your freshman classmate in high school?"
"Pull you down!"
"Have you discussed this?"
Meng Shengnan shook his head: "Elementary school classmates, we grew up together."
"Today, I will talk about a few key points -" and then thirty minutes passed - Lao Shi cleared his throat: "I have had a cold in the past two days, so I won't say more. Now I will appoint a few class committee members. Do you have any? Recommended yourself?"
Meng Shengnan bumped her arm: "He's not staying still. Does that mean the master knows?"
"I'm not interested."
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
"Your mother signed you up for a guitar class?" (4) Outside the class, Qi Qiao couldn't help but exclaimed.
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
"Ah -" Meng Shengnan's mind was slower than his actions, and he stood up with a very serious expression: "Teacher."
"Oh—" she trailed off.
Shengdian glanced at her: "If you don't have one, train one. You won't be bored in school every day."
"Can we be a down-to-earth human being?"
A boy at the back table spoke boldly, and even stood up and waved his arm with a powerful aura.
"What's wrong?"
Meng Shengnan said expressionlessly: "I wish you failure."
After walking for a while, Meng Shengnan thought of something and suddenly asked, "Why don't you go with Song Jiashu tonight?"
Fu Song was working as a queen when he heard the sound, glanced at Meng Shengnan, and said in a calm voice: "The teacher is here."
"She is Song Jiashu's girlfriend."
"What's wrong?"
"You have to change your thinking on this question and prove that you know it, right?"
"He has the most admirable IQ among all the people I know in this school. Not only does the topic he talks about beautifully, but his words are also so convincing-"
"That's right, everyone is having a great chat. Meng Shengnan, you have to join in." said the girl at the back table.
"Let's negotiate with Qiao Meili tonight!"
"He has the most admirable IQ among all the people I know in this school. Not only does the topic he talks about beautifully, but his words are also so convincing-"
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Meng Shengnan was stuffing books into his schoolbag when he heard the words and replied: "It's pretty good."
The flavor of youth is permeated and unobtrusive.
Qi Qiao's eyes widened: "Meng Shengnan—"
"Oh, he has a hip-hop dance rehearsal to rehearse and is quite busy."
Fu Song was working as a queen when he heard the sound, glanced at Meng Shengnan, and said in a calm voice: "The teacher is here."
"Then you choose the article."
"I'm not interested."
Meng Shengnan: "Stop bluffing me."
Meng Shengnan said expressionlessly: "I wish you failure."
Meng Shengnan's black line.
So, one hundred and one minutes had passed from the time she entered the classroom to the time she finished speaking—two classes plus ten minutes between classes.
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
However, before my butt touched the bench, I heard a girl in the back row of the classroom shouting -
Meng Shengnan thought for a long time, and then said: "-Can the guitar work?"
Qi Qiao: "Well, she said I was picked up from a ditch."
"Meng Shengnan?" It was Lao Shi.
Ninth Middle School is not close to Meng Shengnan's home, so she usually rides a bicycle back and forth. Qi Qiao was riding behind, and Meng Shengnan was riding slower. After a while, Qi Qiao took her there again. In the evening after evening self-study, food stalls are set up on the streets, and groups of men and women can be seen everywhere waiting for barbecues.
However, before my butt touched the bench, I heard a girl in the back row of the classroom shouting -
"That's right, everyone is having a great chat. Meng Shengnan, you have to join in." said the girl at the back table.
"oh."
Meng Shengnan glanced at the aisle. From time to time, a man and a woman walked back and forth and stared at them. She was really embarrassed.
"Li Yan, come here."
Xue Lin: "..."
Meng Shengnan said silently and immediately turned around and sat down.
She lay weakly on the table and basked in the sun. Her deskmate Nie Jing was a girl who seemed to be relatively down-to-earth. After introducing herself to her, she started flipping through books and doing questions—this level of seriousness could easily pass the Peking University exam.
Meng Shengnan knew that he could not think of anything, so he simply joined in their conversation, watching such a group of people talk about everything from the creation of Pangu to the vast world of Beyond concert tickets in September, and then talked about Confucianism, Confucius and Martin Luther King.
Qi Qiao glanced at Meng Shengnan several times: "Tsk tsk—how long have we known each other and you are already boasting?"