Qing Jun

With two more classmates who can chat, the time in the future will be much easier.

Ye Qingjun was very interested in the principal's speech at first, thinking that it would be the same as the evangelistic conference held by the master of cultivation at that time, he would speak something profound or shallow, but it would benefit the listeners a lot, and it would be of great benefit .But after two hours of mental torture, he found that his thoughts were too beautiful.

It was a long speech over and over again, with a free theme and central idea - Sanzhong Saigao - the content of the speech was still very good, but the speaker had an official tone, and all excitement was dragged down by the slow tone.

The most exaggerated thing is that the people on the stage sit and read the manuscript, and can drink water when they are thirsty, but the students in the audience can only stand for two hours at a time, and there is a voice like a lullaby in their ears, This is simply torture on earth, after two hours, even Ye Qingjun is almost wilting.

"Is it like this every time?" He looked back behind him with indescribable sadness in his eyes.

Except for Kong Qiao and Liu Jia, none of the other students in Class [-] was taller than Ye Qingjun. In order to take care of the (relatively speaking) small stature of the new students, the two big guys specially changed places with Ye Qingjun, so that He stood in front.

"Yes, I have to come once every semester since I went to and from school, but this time is definitely the longest." Kong Qiao is also amazed, this is definitely the most eloquent person he has ever met , except for the time to drink water, there is no stop.

"I really don't know why they have so much to say. After the principal finished speaking, the vice principal said that after the vice principal, there will be the dean, and even the student representatives. I hope they don't come for another two hours."

"I always feel that the freshmen's military training is just for this time - to prevent someone from being unable to stand and faint - damn it, it's too hot here." Liu Jia wiped the sweat from her head, her hands were covered with damp heat.

"There are so many people crowded together, there is no air-conditioning or ventilation, how can it not be hot?" Kong Qiao was also covered in sweat, he shook the neckline of his sweat-soaked T-shirt, glanced at Ye Qingjun, It turned out that he was still refreshed and didn't sweat a single drop. Against the backdrop of the overheated classmates around him, he was particularly eye-catching.

This auditorium is very large and can accommodate more than 2000 people. More than 200 people from the whole school gather here. It's the third year of senior high school, and it gets hotter the further you go in, but they are still in Class [-], they are located in the middle, and they stand next to the second year students at the end. There is basically no ventilation in the front, back, left, and right sides, and it heats up like a steamer.

"Aren't you hot?"

Ye Qingjun turned her head slightly, saw the surprise in his eyes, and changed her mind: "It's hot, but I don't sweat much, so I can't tell."

"Well, then you'll be much better in summer, unlike us, who sweat all over when it's a little hotter, and your clothes stick to your body."

"The teacher seems to be looking at us." Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed Huang Xiuwen's gaze was glancing in their direction, Ye Qingjun quickly stood up, a little nervous.

"It's okay, it's like this every time we have a meeting. Talk about theirs on the stage, and talk about yourself in the audience. Who doesn't talk and chat here? As long as you don't make it too loud, the teacher won't care about it."

Originally, in order for the teachers not to notice their small movements, they all lowered their voices and even controlled the arc of their mouths not to be too exaggerated. In addition, they were surrounded by people chatting quietly. Kong Qiao firmly believed that their class teacher’s tone was Looking at them, it would be better to say that they used their eyes to frighten and warn everyone.

The principal on the stage finally finished his speech with a lot of content, and then, as Kong Qiao said, the vice-principal continued, followed by the dean, the seniors, and finally the student representatives. Fortunately, they also seemed to feel that the time was too long. It's been a long time, and everyone's speech time did not exceed 10 minutes. Finally, the opening ceremony ended after another hour. When it was announced that it could be disbanded, everyone was "finally relieved". Even the steps of leaving were much easier.

"After returning to the classroom and getting the textbooks, school is almost over. I don't think there will be any more classes today. We are going to buy gaming helmets in the afternoon. Would you like to go together? We can have lunch together by the way." Kong Qiao felt that this new classmate looked like That's right, it's very comfortable to get along with, so he also plans to pull him into their small group. It's boring for him and Liu Jia to act together all the time.

It was the first time to receive an invitation from a classmate. Ye Qingjun, who had a good impression of Kong Qiao and Liu Jia, of course would not refuse, "Okay, anyway, I have nothing to do this afternoon."

Kong Qiao said: "Then it's settled. I heard that gaming helmets are still very popular. If we buy them earlier, we can go to other places to play."

Someone accompanied him to queue, Liu Jia naturally readily agreed, and he also thought Ye Qingjun was pretty good.

After Huang Xiuwen led the team back to the classroom, she ordered a few students who were tall and strong to move books. Kong Qiao and Liu Jia were naturally selected. Originally, she wanted to call Shang Ye Qingjun, but then thought that he was seriously injured before, so he gave up this idea.

Taking advantage of the fact that the teacher was not there and the class was noisy and no one was paying attention to him, Ye Qingjun took out her mobile phone and called home, telling her mother about her arrangements for the afternoon.

When Bai Roumei heard that he was going to go out with his classmates, she was very happy that he made new friends so quickly, "Go out and have fun. If you want to buy anything, use the card my mother gave you."

Ye Boyu and his wife had prepared a credit card for Ye Qingjun early in the morning. The card can be used to pay up to one million. It is nothing to the Ye family, but it is very big to the teenagers who are still receiving pocket money. A sum of money. In the past, they were afraid that their son would spend money indiscriminately, so they dared not apply for a credit card for him. Now they only hope that he can max out the card, because it has been more than two months since the injury, and the bank gave them the monthly consumption In the list, Ye Qingjun bought a set of knives for them last time when he made spirit stone pendants, and spent a hundred yuan. If the money was changed from the past, it would not even be enough for him to spend a day, but now it is It was only sent out two months ago. Such a comparison worried the couple to death.

After hanging up Bai Roumei's phone, Ye Qingjun remembered that her elder brother said that he would send someone to pick him up, so she called him again.

"Go out to play with your classmates? Got it, have fun, but don't go home too late." Ye Donglin on the other end of the phone seemed to be very busy, so he hung up after saying a few words in a hurry.

Then Ye Qingjun didn't call anyone anymore, put away her phone and waited for a while, Huang Xiuwen came back with someone.

Kong Qiao and Liu Jia put down the nearly one-meter-high textbooks in their hands, Huang Xiuwen began to distribute the textbooks, and they returned to their seats.

"How about you, did you say hello to your family?"

"I said it." Ye Qingjun nodded, "My elder brother asked me to go back early, so I can only accompany you in the afternoon."

"You still have an elder brother?" Both of them were very surprised. After so many years of family planning, almost every household now has only one child, like the two of them, so it's hard to imagine that other people's families don't have one.

Ye Qingjun smiled: "One big brother and one big sister, I am the youngest."

This answer is even more surprising, "Three? You have so many children in your family, it must be very lively, will you fight?"

"Of course not. My elder brother and sister are much older than me. They take good care of me."

At this time, the textbook was passed down from the front, and it was Ye Qingjun's turn, and it happened that only his copy was left.Then came the next book, the textbooks and workbooks of thirteen courses of Chinese, Mathematics, English, Political Science, Geochemistry, Physiology, Physique, and Computer. They were piled up in a thick stack, and the schoolbag was almost squeezed out, and the weight was also very heavy. considerable.

After distributing all the textbooks, Huang Xiuwen looked around on the podium, "Have you got all the textbooks? If you have any questions, you can talk about them now."

No one answered, everyone got it, nothing was missing.

Nodding in satisfaction, Huang Xiuwen said again: "There is no class this afternoon. You can go home directly. Remember not to be late for the first period tomorrow morning. I posted the schedule on the blackboard. Remember to copy it down before you go back." Huang Xiuwen After speaking, after making sure that everyone was listening, he announced that class was over and left the classroom.

As soon as the teacher left, the rest of the students swarmed to the front of the podium, occupying the best position to copy the schedule, and the students who moved a step slower could only wait for the people in front to finish copying and ask them to borrow it.

Kong Qiao and Liu Jia took advantage of their height, so they didn't go up and squeeze in. Standing directly outside the crowd, they could clearly see the schedule on the blackboard, read and wrote, and quickly finished copying.

When they were done here, looking back, Ye Qingjun had already packed her schoolbag and looked like she was about to leave.

"Why didn't you copy it?" Kong Qiao handed him the copy that Liu Jia had copied, and motioned him to copy it down quickly.

Ye Qingjun didn't answer, "I remember it, no need to copy it."

"Remember?" Kong Qiao didn't believe it, and looked at him suspiciously. With his height, he probably couldn't see the schedule in the crowd. How did he remember it?

As if seeing his doubts, Ye Qingjun nodded, "Well, I'll memorize it when you read it." It's easy to memorize such a few things.

This sounded even more exaggerated, and the students around who were waiting to ask other students to borrow the schedule to copy all secretly listened.

Liu Jia suddenly asked him, "What's the second class on Wednesday morning?"

"physics."

"Tuesday afternoon third quarter?"

"geography."

"Thursday sixth quarter?"

"English reading."

"Monday's penultimate quarter?"

"art."

Liu Jia asked several questions in a row, and even asked them backwards on purpose, but Ye Qingjun was not troubled at all. Every time Liu Jia just finished asking, he opened his mouth to answer, without even thinking about it, and all of them were right, no One section was wrong, and the two of them had to believe that he really memorized the schedule.

And the students who secretly listened to their answers were also shocked.

Although it is not difficult to memorize the timetable, in such a short period of time, it is quite easy for others to memorize it after reading it once. This new classmate's memory is also very good, right?It's just unforgettable!