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At eight o'clock, Song Shu appeared at the door of the classroom on time.

As soon as she stepped onto the podium, she attracted everyone's attention.This person was born white, with deep red lips, like blood dripping on white jade, it was amazing.

Because of her appearance, the lively classroom, the people and the air became quiet together.

I saw her thin lips slightly raised, and a smile spread: "Happy New Year, students."

"Happy New Year, teacher!"

"The teacher is so beautiful!"

There were greetings one after another from below.

She picked out a piece of white chalk, turned to write on the blackboard, and introduced herself while writing: "My name is Song Shu, from Song Dynasty in Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties, Shu Shu from Suifeng, and I will be the head teacher of Liberal Arts (7) class this semester." .”

The words on the blackboard are like a solitary plum in the snow, with a wonderful style.

Lin Yan smiled and pushed Meng Qiu's arm, accidentally a little too hard: "Hey, what do you think our head teacher teaches?"

Meng Qiu bared his teeth and rubbed his numb arm: "I guess it's history."

She is the best at studying history, and she is the top scorer in a single history subject every time she takes the exam.

"As long as it's not mathematics, it's fine, otherwise it's too wasteful." How can such a beauty deal with harsh formulas, Lin Yanxiao thought of this possibility, and her expression became a little melancholy.

Tan Yuchen, who was sitting in the back row, interrupted their conversation: "At the front table, you have a lot of resentment towards mathematics? What if Mr. Song is really a mathematics teacher?"

Lin Yan smiled like a farmer exploited by an unscrupulous landlord, with a look of bitterness and hatred: "Shut up, you have been banned by the administrator."

At the end of last semester, Qin, who was ranked second in the whole grade in the single subject of mathematics at the end of the semester, glanced at his deskmate and sneered, "How dare you say that to Xizhou?"

Shen Xizhou ranks first in Chinese, Mathematics, and English in his age. Whether it is paired with physics, chemistry, or politics, history and geography, his total score is the first in his age.

The first year of Tonghua High School signed the Letter of Intent for the Department of Arts and Sciences on December 31 last year.

This is the last decision of the year, the first ticket for a journey in the new year.

She chose liberal arts for no other reason than pure love.

Lin Yanxiao knew that the scumbag had no right to speak in front of the god of learning, so she immediately confessed: "Don't dare."

Shen Xizhou raised his eyes to look at her, and his tone was always gentle: "Learning literature and mathematics is easier than rational mathematics. It's still too late to lay the foundation again. We can teach you the topics you don't understand."

Gentle and considerate, just right.

Suddenly, Song Shu's words drew their attention back: "The class was just divided, and everyone doesn't know each other. Let's introduce ourselves first. Who will we start with?"

Self-introduction, old fashioned.

She looked down at the girls below with a thoughtful look on her face.The girls are at the same age as Hua, and they start their careers in a very good age, which is too beautiful to behold.

After a while, she said, "Let's start with classmate Xizhou."

She didn't ignore the look of anticipation or admiration on the faces of everyone after she finished speaking. She realized in a flash that Shen Xizhou was a man of the hour in this school.

Shen Xizhou met her eyes, then stood up, like a crane that strayed into the world, standing gracefully in the crowd.

"Hi everyone, I'm Shen Xizhou. Please take care of me for the next two and a half years." Her voice was like a broken ice wall, cold and clear, but her tone was extraordinarily gentle.

She sat down after speaking, she would not express herself too much on this occasion.

Some people started whispering, and the object of the discussion was of course her.

The student who has the first overall grade in her grade and is famous for her outstanding appearance is enough for many people to know her unilaterally.

A small number of smart people also discovered that Song Shu and Shen Xizhou seemed to have known each other for a long time, otherwise they would not have called her by her name so accurately.

After Shen Xizhou sat down, he was facing Song Shu's smiling eyes, and the slightly raised eye ends made people's heart tremble.

She lowered her head and looked at the collection of ci in her hand again, and the first ci that came into view was Feng Yansi's "A Visit to the Golden Gate·The Wind Rises": The wind suddenly rises, wrinkling a pool of spring water.

A word that fits the occasion.

After a round of self-introduction, the bell for the end of get out of class just rang. Each class needs to arrange students to go to the school library to collect textbooks for this semester.

There are 40 students in a class, [-] sets of books, and it is just right for two people to carry one set.

Song Shu immediately made a decision: "Go to the library to pick up books now, the whole class must go."

No one objected, and all followed her consciously.

It was still early, Song Shu walked ahead unhurriedly, occasionally listening to the conversations of the girls behind him.

"Finally, I don't need to study physics and chemistry anymore. I learned last semester that I want to die." The comprehensive science is indeed more boring than the comprehensive literature.

"But there is still an exam." Killing people.

"What class in the afternoon? Didn't the history teacher change?" The other teachers didn't change this semester, only the Chinese teacher and the math teacher.

"I'm so hungry, I didn't eat breakfast, so I'll share some biscuits with you." Skipping breakfast hurts the stomach, children nowadays are too bad.

Song Shu continued their words in his mind, the young man's voice was like a melodious warbler, he babbled about trifles without seeming noisy, with the unique vitality of this age group.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar name, she paused, let the others pass first, and soon got closer to that person.

"My name is Pei Yueji, Shen Xizhou, can we be friends?" Pei Yueji, she remembered, was a bright and attractive girl.

The girl's voice sounded immediately: "Yes."

The reserved and polite answer made Pei Yueji purse her lips, and she asked a little shyly, "Then can I add your contact information?"

"Go back to work and work overtime." Shen Xizhou kindly indulged the girl's little request.

Tonghua High School doesn’t have many restrictions on mobile phones. As long as you don’t use your mobile phone during class time, you can bring your mobile phone back to school.

Their conversation was quickly interrupted by a person, Chi Weining jumped out suddenly, hooked Pei Yueji's neck and smiled.

Pei Yueji was taken aback by her, and immediately blushed under her friend's accusation.

"Okay, you, you said that you were too shy to find someone, but you almost got the contact information, little traitor." In a few words, Chi Weining sold out his friend's thoughts.

Shen Xizhou is very famous, many girls wanted to make friends with her, but it was the first day they met, no one dared to approach her rashly.

Pei Yueji finally mustered up the courage to strike up a conversation, but now she looks a little embarrassed because of her friend's joke.

Shen Xizhou accompanied them to continue walking, she smiled and asked Chi Weining: "Does Chi Weining also want my contact information?"

These words instantly rescued Pei Yueji from the embarrassing situation, and Chi Weining was flattered: "Can I do it too?"

After a while, she said to herself again: "My God, Shen Xizhou called my name."

"Look at your potential." Pei Yueji twisted her waist, while Shen Xizhou laughed dumbfoundedly.

When other people heard the commotion here, they rushed over one after another: "Can I have it too?"

"God, Shen Xizhou is so gentle."

"Here we go again, dedicated to fans."

……

Song Shu has been paying attention to their situation, and her mood brightens with Shen Xizhou's smile.

This girl often treats others with an appropriate temperature. Being considerate is a culture, and being careful is a habit. It is hard to dislike.

Because her eyes were too frequent, Shen Xizhou noticed that she suddenly looked at Song Shu.

Their gazes collided, and the embarrassment of being caught peeping flashed across Song Shu's face. She quickly turned her head away, pretending that the person peeking was not her, but the sudden quickening of her pace still betrayed the tension in her heart.

Shen Xizhou looked at her receding back, the smile in his eyes grew stronger, and her lips moved: "Teacher."

So cute.

After a while, they came to the school library.

Red tiles and blue walls, eaves and corners like hooks, and a plaque hanging on the front door, written in strong regular script, is invited by a master of calligraphy, and the words written are: Tibetan ink academy.

There were many people from Class [-], they lined up and obediently listened to Song Shu's arrangement.

Song Shu stood at the gate of the Tibetan Ink Academy, and told them to go down two by two. Shen Xizhou stood at the back, quietly listening to friends chatting, and soon it was her turn.

"You and Yuchen are going to get the Compulsory Chinese Course [-], and most of the books will be left to me." Song Shu is a new teacher, and there are no old textbooks, and this batch of textbooks just arrived today.

It turned out that the teacher taught Chinese. Shen Xizhou, who was the representative of the original Chinese class, said "OK" and walked into the Tibetan ink academy with the crowd.

There are three floors in total. Liberal arts textbooks are placed in the lobby on the first floor, and most of the people who come to move the books are girls.

Daughter fragrance flows in the air, the fragrance of shower gel and shampoo, cosmetics and perfume are ambiguously intertwined and entangled, making people mistakenly think that they have broken into the legendary "Daughter Country", a gentle town full of tenderness.

The author has something to say: There are a lot of cp in this article, and there are various types.

There are many people who like Xizhou, some are admiration, some are classmates, some are love, not seeing someone like her, having a good impression of her is the love between lovers.