3 shaku

After bringing the books back and arranging to distribute the textbooks, Song Shu began to choose course representatives and class committee members, all on a voluntary basis, and if there were too many people for the same position, they would draw lots to determine the final candidate.

Everything went well, she put the Chinese class representative at the end and asked: "Who wants to be the Chinese class representative"

Shen Xizhou raised his hand to signal that it was her, Song Shu smiled comfortably, and at the same time asked in surprise: "Is there only one person?"

It's not that she has any objections to Shen Xizhou, it's just that three or four people raise their hands in other subjects. In contrast, the market for the position of Chinese class representative is bleak.

In case she misunderstood something, someone explained below: "It's not that we don't like Chinese, but Class [-] only needs one Chinese class representative."

"Yes, one is enough."

"Xizhou is very good, she was the same last semester."

That sentence seemed to be some kind of tacit signal, and everyone exchanged glances and echoed vigorously.

Shen Xizhou's hand has not been put down, his eyes are calm, as if the discussions around him have nothing to do with her.

"That's good." Song Shu didn't hesitate, and continued with the following matters.

It was not until a long time later that she inadvertently learned from the teachers of other classes that the representative of the Chinese class of Class [-] was a code name that belonged exclusively to Shen Xizhou.

When her name became an existence that made some people blush and heartbeat, it was difficult to say, this title was a cover for others to hide their hearts.

"The representative of Class Seven's Chinese class is very beautiful in regular script."

"In the English competition last time, the Chinese representative of class seven was No.1."

"In today's class, our teacher asked us to appreciate the composition of the representative of the Chinese class of Class [-]. Obviously, we can get full marks, but the teacher deducted one point because he was too strict."

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A serious address, with a businesslike tone.

It seems that only in this way can they discuss this girl named "Shen Xizhou" freely.

No one can replace, no one wants to share.

The whole morning passed quickly, and school was over at [-]:[-] noon. The labor committee member and the students in the first group stayed to clean up.

Students of Tonghua High School can have lunch in the on-campus cafeteria or go to the off-campus food street. After eating, day students can choose to go home or stay in the class for the morning break, while boarding students must go back to the dormitory.

The school closes at one o'clock and opens at two o'clock.

Shen Xizhou has the habit of taking a nap, and a short sleep can keep her in a good state of mind when she goes to class in the afternoon.

At one forty in the afternoon, Shen Xizhou woke up. She rubbed her temples, and her thoughts gradually became clear.

Most of the curtains in the class were drawn, the room was dimly lit, and everyone was still asleep.

She raised her head and found a person sitting on the podium. She didn't know it was Song Shu who was eating Tangerine until she got closer.

"Why is teacher here?" Shen Xizhou lowered his volume, his voice was so soft that it was almost a whisper, a bit seductive and sexy.

Song Shu's ears felt weak when she heard that, she took out a shatang orange from the plastic bag and stuffed it into her hand: "Come and see you, would you like some oranges?"

Shen Xizhou was caught off guard by a hand, and she said calmly, "Thank you teacher."

This was the second time she ate Song Shu's food, and it took less than twelve hours.

Song Shu watched Shen Xizhou peel the orange and ate a piece gracefully, she asked, "Is it sweet?"

Song Shu bought this bag of tangerines on the way back to school. She has learned about the customs in Guangdong. During the Chinese New Year, oranges are placed in the living room to entertain guests.

"Orange" means "auspicious" in Cantonese, and eating oranges symbolizes auspiciousness for a year.

She eats oranges during Chinese New Year in her hometown, and rarely eats oranges in winter. Buying some to eat is considered doing as the Romans do.

Shen Xizhou said truthfully: "It's pretty sweet."

The cold air penetrates into the tangerine orange, and the white teeth take a bite, the cool sweetness melts on the tip of the tongue, the pulp is full of juice, and it will not be too sweet to greasy teeth.

"The old lady said it's called Shatangju, and it doesn't cost money if it's not sweet. Oranges are auspicious, and apples are safe."

"But I don't like apples, they're so sour."

These words seemed like Song Shu was speaking to Shen Xizhou, and also seemed to be talking to himself.

Shen Xizhou had an unguarded closeness to her, she responded to Song Shu: "I don't like apples either."

"Then what fruit do you like to eat?" Song Shu asked casually.

"Except for apples, I haven't met anyone who doesn't like to eat." Shen Xizhou heard the voices of her classmates waking up one after another. She ended the conversation, walked to the window and opened the curtains. The light flooded in, and the indoor temperature was much warmer. .

When she turned around again, Song Shu was already surrounded by the girls. She generously distributed the remaining tangerines and said with a smile, "Each person takes an orange, and the new year will be auspicious."

In exchange for her words, there were voices of thanks, and Shen Xizhou returned to his seat and sat down.