The whole class thinks we're a bit tricky

On the last day of August, the sky was overcast.

The alarm rang, and Li Na got up to take a shower.After he walked out of the bedroom, he found two slices of toast and a glass of milk on the dining table.

This is my mother's best breakfast. The former can be toasted in the toaster, and the latter can be eaten in the microwave.

In addition, there is a post-it note on the table, which reads——

[Nana, Mom really can't ask for leave, so I can't accompany you to school.But I ordered a car for you and put all your luggage at the door. I told the driver that I will go upstairs to help you move it, and he will help you move it to the dormitory when we get to school.

You remember to eat breakfast, there are still two eggs boiled in the kitchen, I also prepared a bouquet of flowers, you will give the flowers to the head teacher when you arrive at school. 】

These words were densely packed on a small post-it note, which made Li Na a little upset.

He touched the wall of the glass with the back of his hand. The temperature of the milk can only be described as warm and cool. It seems that his mother has been out for a while.

Walking into the kitchen, Li Na smelled a faint burning smell.

Following the burnt smell, he saw burnt fried eggs in the trash can.

Not a lot.

It should be that my mother tried too many times in the morning, but was always unsuccessful. In the end, she had to give up frying and switch to boiling, but seeing that it was too late for work, she had to turn on the fire in a hurry.

Cooking in this way can ensure that the eggs will be cooked, and the water will not rush out.

Li Na turned off the stove, took out two eggs, washed them with cold water for a while, peeled and crushed them, and squeezed them into mayonnaise.

There is a little green between the yolk and white, which should be due to overcooking.

Li Na added some mayonnaise to cover the green.

He mixed the eggs and mayonnaise well, went back to the dining table, spread the eggs on one piece of toast, covered the other piece of toast to make an egg sandwich, and ate it with milk.

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The doorbell rang, and it was the driver who had arrived.

Li Na's luggage is not too much, there are four items in total, a trolley case, a luggage bag, a bamboo mat and a schoolbag.

The driver was very polite, and took the initiative to put the largest luggage bag on his back and the heaviest trolley case in his hand, and let Li Na carry the schoolbag and take the bamboo mat.

It seems that my mother added a lot of money.

When going out, Li Na saw the bouquet of flowers mentioned on the sticky note, which was pink carnations and white baby's breath.

It looks beautiful at first glance, but if you look closely, you can see that the edges of the petals are a little dry, and they are probably not sold in the store.

He didn't want to bring the flowers to school, but he did so just before closing the door.

The community where Li Na's house is located is very old, and the guard's duty room is useless, and all kinds of vehicles come and go at will.

So the car that my mother called out can also drive in.

But the school's guards are much stricter, and social vehicles are not allowed to enter.

Li Na was standing at the gate of the school when it was drizzling. Seeing how far away the dormitories were, and seeing the driver's embarrassed expression, he had no choice but to let the driver leave first.

Although the rain was light, it was very dense. Li Na didn't bring an umbrella, and the luggage bag was not waterproof, so the quilt inside the luggage bag in the dorm room would get wet in the rain.

After storing his luggage in the reception room, he decided to go to the nearest teaching building first.

After arriving at the teaching building, Li Na took a look at the flowers in his hands. Under the nourishment of the drizzle, they seemed to become alive again. He went to the teacher's office and planned to send the flowers out first.

There was a bustling scene in the office. There were not only teachers, but also many students shuttling through it. It seemed that the teachers of various subjects were explaining some matters to the class representatives.

Li Na stood at the door, dazed.

He knew that the head teacher's office was here, but he didn't know who the head teacher was.

"Li Na, right?" A teacher waved at him, "Come in, I'm your head teacher, Fan Zhongcheng."

Li Na obediently walked in and stood beside the head teacher. He looked at his head teacher with white hair, wearing a loose white and gray horizontal stripe POLO shirt and loose wrinkled lead gray suit pants. The flowers in his hand were a little hard to send.

"Is this flower for me?" The teacher in charge asked.

"My mom works in a flower shop, so—"

"Thank you, thank you!" The homeroom teacher took it with both hands and said in a pleasant tone, "I have been teaching for 40 years and have received many gifts, but I have never received flowers from students."

Li Na complained: Should I retire after teaching for 40 years?

Probably because he understood Li Na's expression, the class teacher explained: "I have indeed reached the age of retirement, and I could have enjoyed a good life, but I was hired back by the old Ji... er... that is, the chairman, so I can continue to use my spare energy."

The homeroom teacher was too scary, Li Na kept his face sullen, trying not to reveal any emotions.

"I heard from your mother that you were not feeling well, so you couldn't come to the military training for the first two weeks. Are you feeling better now?"

"much better."

"That's good. I read your information. I have been a labor committee member since elementary school."

"Well, because no one in my class wanted to be a labor committee member, so I served for nine years."

The head teacher got stuck for a moment, and after a moment of hesitation, he still asked, "We ran for class cadre last night, and only the labor committee member is left. Are you willing to be?"

Li Na was silent.

"High schools are not like primary and junior high schools that have dry-run areas. There are dedicated cleaning staff in areas other than classrooms." The head teacher continued like a salesman, "So the labor committee only needs to ensure the hygiene of the classrooms. The students who have passed high school are all big kids, and they all want to save face, they won't be like—”

"I would." Li Na didn't want to listen to "N Reasons to Be a Labor Commissioner" anymore.

"Okay, I'll take you to the classroom now."

The homeroom teacher got up and walked out, Li Na followed.

"By the way, have you been to the dormitory?" the head teacher asked as he walked.

"not yet."

"What about your luggage?"

"Put it in the reception room."

"Then you can ask your classmates to help you take it back at noon."

Before Li Na could answer, they arrived in the classroom.

The classroom was a bit noisy. Everyone was distributing textbooks. Seeing the head teacher come in, it became a little quieter.

The head teacher walked up to the podium and introduced impassionedly: "This is Li Na, who is also the labor committee member of our class. He did not participate in the military training a few days ago because he was unwell. You may be a little unfamiliar with him. Now let Li Na do it first." Introduce yourself."

Compared with the teacher in charge, Li Na's voice seemed lifeless: "My name is Li Na, Muzi Li, I'm Na."

Then it's gone.

There was a moment of silence in the classroom.

"Li Na, why is your skin so white?" A girl in the front row broke the silence and asked jokingly.

Li Na was already fair, and the other students in the class had been exposed to the sun for two weeks due to military training, and they were several degrees darker, making Li Na even whiter.

He had no choice but to answer: "Maybe it's because I don't have military training."

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

……

There was laughter in the classroom.

"Okay, stop laughing, Li Na, go to your seat first." The head teacher pointed to the second row, "That's right there, I reserved it for you."

Li Na followed the direction pointed by the head teacher to find his own seat and sat down. When he wanted to stuff his schoolbag into the belly of the desk, he found that there were several textbooks inside, probably put by his deskmate for him. He said to his deskmate Say "thank you".

"You're welcome. My name is Liao Sijie. I'm good at English. Which subject is better for you? We can work together." Liao Sijie, who was at the same table, asked familiarly.

As one of the only boys in the class who sat in the second row, Liao Sijie had always been concerned about his height. He never thought that there were boys who were as short as him in high school. He felt at ease, so he took extra care of Li Na.

"I'm...a bit better at science." Li Na didn't understand what division of labor is.

"That is, the three subjects of physical, chemical and biological. No, biology will not be taken until the second year of high school. After that, physics and chemistry will depend on you."

Li Na nodded ignorantly after hearing this.

Division of labor and cooperation probably means tutoring each other with homework.

"Students should have all the textbooks for each subject. There will be an opening ceremony this afternoon, but there are no arrangements for this morning. I hope you plan your time well and preview the classes that will be taught tomorrow." The head teacher continued.

"Old Fan, how do you preview tomorrow's physical education class?" A boy in the back row asked.

"Stinky boy!" The head teacher laughed and scolded, "Then if you want to preview the physical education class, go out and run ten laps of the playground for me."

The boys in the back row were as quiet as chickens.

"Okay, I'll go first," the head teacher turned around after walking out of the classroom door, "Some students really don't want to preview and don't disturb others."

Everyone in the class waved their hands with unanimous expressions: [Okay, okay, I got it.jpg]

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At noon, the rain stopped, and Li Na followed Liao Sijie to the cafeteria for lunch.

He is still very unfamiliar with this school, but his deskmate seems to know everything about the school like the back of his hand.

Before going to the cafeteria, Liao Sijie had already introduced all the windows, and finally concluded his statement: "Although the quality of education in our Yunyuan Middle School is not the first in Yuncheng, the food in the cafeteria is definitely the best. You reported to Yunyuan after eating pig food for three years.” At this point, he asked Li Na, “Is this also the reason why you reported to Yunyuan?”

Li Na's reason for reporting to this school was much more complicated, but at the moment he just nodded and didn't want to say too much.

After entering the cafeteria, Li Na looked up at the prices of the dishes. As he expected, they were much more expensive.

In the end he ordered the cheapest full vegetarian meal.

"How can you just eat these? Both of us..." Liao Sijie suddenly lowered his voice, "We are both short, so we need more protein."

"My mother prepared a rich breakfast in the morning, and I ate too much meat, so now I want to eat something light." Li Na didn't want to expose his embarrassment, so he picked up a piece of tofu, "Besides, isn't this also protein?"

Liao Sijie bowed down, stopped talking, and entered the mode of wind and clouds.

Li Na was dumbfounded, and also accelerated his eating speed.

After eating, Li Na walked towards the reception room. Liao Sijie pulled him and asked, "Why are you going to the teaching building? There is an hour's lunch break at noon, and we can go back to the dormitory to rest."

Going to the reception room is in the same direction as going to the teaching building, so Li Na had no choice but to explain: "My luggage is in the reception room."

"Then I'll go to the reception room too." Liao Sijie said, "I'll help you carry your luggage."

On the way to the reception room, they passed a basketball court and saw someone playing basketball.

Li Na is not interested in basketball, but this guy plays a bit strangely. After every shot, he always stops to take out a tissue from his trouser pocket, wipes his nose twice, and then balls up the tissue and throws it into the trash can Throw, then shoot, take out tissues, shoot...and so on.

He shot the ball very well, but the tissue balls were not so accurate, and there were a lot of them scattered around the trash can.

There was a cleaning lady who stood by and would use trash tongs to pick up the tissue balls that the person hadn't thrown properly and throw them into the trash can every time.

Leonardo took a look.

"He's the son of the school director, so don't mind your own business." Liao Sijie reminded Li Na that he was a labor committee member, and he might be more concerned about hygiene, so he instructed in a low voice.

Li Na nodded obediently.

The author has something to say: Many years later, Ji Li recalled the past.

Ji Li [Satisfaction]: I remember that on the first day of high school, there was a little guy who kept staring at me playing basketball without moving his eyes.

Li Na [Ruthless]: So you are so nervous that your nose keeps running?

Ji Li [embarrassed]: ...