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Chapter 12 Here We Go Again

Since she started riding a bike to school, the usual half-hour journey has been shortened by 2/3. The eldest sister was obviously in a very happy mood. After jumping off the bike, she skipped upstairs.

Qiu Huoming pushed the car into the carport next to the corridor entrance, locked the car, went up to the third floor, and found that he was early. Apart from the study committee member He Xinxin and a little girl who lived on campus, all other seats were empty.

He Xinxin is very competitive and attaches great importance to academic performance. She studies much harder than most people in her class.

Qiu Huoming greeted them with a smile, then sat back in his seat under He Xinxin's surprised gaze. After sitting down, he took out Chinese and math textbooks from his schoolbag.

Youdao is to sharpen your gun in battle, and you will lose your happiness if you are unhappy.

School life is actually very simple. Either you are good at studying or you have a good family background. The latter is not a choice, but the former is possible with some effort.

The school is an ivory tower and a condensed small society.

Qiu Huoming has a very clear understanding of his own positioning. There is no shortcut on this road, so just work hard.

After reading the Chinese text last night again, Qiu Huoming felt his mind was clear and all the articles stayed in his mind without any confusion.

Stable.

There was a hint of smile on Qiu Huoming's lips.

Not long after, classmates began to come in one after another.

Ding Yu was sweating profusely as he walked in. As soon as he entered the classroom, he opened his cotton coat. The weather has warmed up a bit in the past few days, so a short cotton coat like Qiu Huoming's is more suitable for him.

After he sat down, he took out his textbook dejectedly. He glanced at Qiu Huoming and said, "I listened to music all night last night and didn't read at all."

As they were talking, Gu Xiaoran came up with Li Ming and his gang.

Ding Yu was stunned. He nudged Qiu Huoming's shoulder with his elbow and whispered, "Huozi, something bad is happening! How did they get together?"

"You think too much. Maybe he met her when he was going upstairs."

Gu Xiaoran obviously kept a distance of one person's width between herself and Li Ming. Even though Zhang Jian and Chen Yong kept talking to her, her expression did not look unnatural at all. Instead, Li Ming's ears turned red.

Gu Xiaoran sat back in his seat and had just put down his schoolbag when Ding Yu asked, "Do you know them?"

Gu Xiaoran turned his head to look at him and explained, "Aren't they all classmates from our class? We just met when we parked downstairs, and came up together."

"You also have a car? Huozi also has a car, but I don't. I want to buy one too!" Ding Yu said somewhat indignantly.

"Can you ride a bike?" Qiu Huoming glanced at him.

"You know how to do it, so please teach me." Ding Yu looked at him pitifully.

"Then let's go to the Guxiao playground and practice with my sister on Sunday." Qiu Huoming didn't care. Teaching one person is teaching, and teaching two people is also teaching.

As they were talking, the bell for morning classes rang.

In this morning class, everyone was particularly attentive. No one was talking in the whole classroom, only the sound of turning pages of books could be heard.

As expected, humans need a certain amount of pressure to be self-disciplined. Qiu Huoming glanced at the scene in the classroom, retracted his gaze, and started doing math problems.

Being able to understand the problem and being able to solve it are sometimes not the same. When solving a problem, ideas are often more important.

Qiu Huoming calmed down and immersed himself in the sea of ​​questions.

Teacher Huang was hiding behind the back door, observing the students who were doing their morning self-study.

Finally he turned his gaze to Qiu Huoming.

Qiu Huoming's expression was serious, and the pen in his hand hardly paused.

Teacher Huang took a step back with satisfaction, turned around and walked down the stairs to his office.

The test papers to be distributed later were placed in a file bag on the table, still emitting the scent of ink.

In the office, several teachers gathered together to chat, and most of them talked about the new policies in recent years.

Prices have risen rapidly this year, and many people have already complained. Now many people are discussing the issue of "disloyalty".

It can be heard that although the teachers despise this kind of behavior, they are also very envious at the same time.

These profiteers are probably the people with the most active brains and the most ways during this period. Most of them have low educational levels, but they are bold and ruthless. They take advantage of the current nuclear price policy to make a fortune.

After talking about these, everyone started talking about some popular electrical appliances recently.

Radios are outdated nowadays, and tape recorders have become the new favorite. Tape recorders generally have two cassette ports, so you can record good music when you hear it, and blank tapes can be recorded over and over again, which is very convenient.

Teacher Huang did not join their conversation. He was bent over his desk writing lesson plans. There was not much new knowledge in the last semester of the second year of high school, and the most important thing at the moment was review.

Not long after, I heard the voice of Director Chen from the office coming from outside the door, "Teacher Huang, come out for a moment."

Teacher Huang looked up and glanced outside the door. His train of thought was interrupted and he felt a little unhappy. However, he suppressed his annoyance, put down his pen and walked out.

There was a man standing next to Director Chen. He knew him. He was Qiu Huoming's great uncle. Why was he here again? Teacher Huang frowned slightly.

Qiu Jianjun smiled at him and said, "Teacher Huang, I am bothering you again."

Director Chen took them to the corner.

"Teacher Huang, you know Old Qiu. He wants to talk to your class student Qiu Huoming in person. How about this, we can talk in my office and you can ask Qiu Huoming to come along as well."

"Didn't I tell you last time? He refused." Teacher Huang glanced at Qiu Jianjun and said in a bad tone.

"We didn't have a face-to-face talk last time. Go and call him down. It won't interfere with his studies during self-study class." Director Chen's face looked a little unhappy.

Teacher Huang was somewhat helpless. "Okay, I'll go get him over. We have an exam today, so don't talk too long."

Qiu Huoming, who was solving a problem with great enthusiasm, was called out by Teacher Huang. Before Teacher Huang opened his mouth, he had already guessed what the matter was. After all, he was a nobody in school, and everyone who had nothing to do would come to him for help.

Except for that uncle.

He followed Teacher Huang downstairs.

The office building was in front of us. Teacher Huang instructed: "Stick to your ideas and don't be easily shaken. The teacher will support you."

"Okay." Qiu Huoming looked up at the corridor on the second floor. The great uncle was standing there, waving at him with a loving face.

Qiu Huoming felt a chill in his heart. When he arrived at Director Chen's office, he even poured himself a cup of tea. This was a rare treatment.

"You two uncles and nephews can talk first. I'll talk to Teacher Huang about other things and come back later."

After Director Chen finished speaking, he took Teacher Huang's arm and walked out, closing the door behind him.

"Ahem!" Qiu Jianjun cleared his throat, took out a piece of written letter paper from the small bag tucked under his armpit and handed it to Qiu Huoming.

"Huo Ming, this is the application for withdrawal from school that I wrote. Take a look at it. If there is no problem, just sign it and go to work in the factory as soon as possible. Isn't that better than studying hard in school?"

He watched Qiu Huoming take the letter in his hand, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his face.