when she became "he"

September 9-1 is the registration time, and on the 2rd, the school officially starts classes.

The head teacher of Xu Xu's class is a man surnamed Meng. He looks to be in his forties.

After the class bell rang, Teacher Meng stepped onto the podium and pressed his hands down to signal for silence. Immediately, the whole classroom fell silent. Although Teacher Meng didn't look very dignified, he had an invisible aura about him.

"Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Meng, and my name is Meng De..."

When he said this, there was a burst of laughter from below.

Meng De was not angry, but just smiled and said, "Students, don't get me wrong. Although the teacher's name is Meng De, it has nothing to do with Cao Cao. If there is anything, it is probably that I look the same as him." Get short!"

Meng De's self-deprecating words caused a burst of laughter in the classroom, and they said in unison: "Teacher is not short!"

"My family knows my own family affairs, so don't worry about my appearance. Before the formal class, let me just say a few words. In the past year, the students have worked hard, but in the end because of the "seeking things depends on people, success depends on you." God', I failed to realize my ideal. All the hard work and sweat I put in in the past was in vain, and of course the pain is inevitable."

"There is a saying in the Western proverb: 'There are two fruits on the tree of life: success (sweet) and failure (bitter), one crop after another.' Everyone hopes to pick the sweet one, but no one Don't taste the bitter taste of failure in your life, this is the principle of God's creation."

When he said this, his voice suddenly raised, "However, we can't just sink down blindly. The road of life is long and full of thorns and ups and downs. How can we face the setbacks in the long journey of life if we can't even stand the small test?"

"We should adjust our mentality and build confidence, 'the road is long and long, and I will search up and down. The self-confidence of hanging the clouds and sailing the sea."

Xu Nuo sat below, and his mood was a little excited by what this teacher Meng said. I have to say that although this teacher Meng is not very good-looking, he has a good eloquence, which completely mobilized the atmosphere. All the students below seemed to be full of fighting spirit in an instant.

Meng De teaches Chinese and leads two classes, one is the promise class, and the other is the class next door. These two classes are re-reading classes. Anhe Middle School has four re-reading classes this year, three science classes and one liberal arts class. This is also the case in most high schools in China.

Xu Nuo is still very fresh about the matter of going to school. Unlike others who think that life in the third year of high school is hard, he thinks it is very good, especially when the teacher is giving lectures on the stage, he listens very carefully every time, sits straight and upright, and has burning eyes staring at teacher in class.His understanding of going to school is still in the third grade of elementary school. In his opinion, as a student, what he has to do is to study hard and listen to the teacher, and he also implements it in this way.

Therefore, Yu Jiahe unexpectedly discovered that this classmate who had no sense of presence in the class before, suddenly seemed to be a different person after seeing him during the holidays. He sat upright in class, with his back straight, just like the articles he had learned The little Baiyang in the school put his hands on the table in a standard manner, staring at the blackboard with his eyes motionless. The teacher copied down everything written on the blackboard word by word. With such a posture, Yu Jiahe felt that he was only a child when he was in elementary school. I can see that even elementary school students don't necessarily obey the rules like this.

After class, the boy sitting at Xu Nuo's back table poked him on the back with a pen: "Hey, Zhao Wenwen, what are you doing sitting so upright in class? It's all blocking me."

Xu Nuo turned his head and recognized the boy in the next dormitory, who seemed to be called Tian Hong, and the person sitting with Tian Hong was Yu Jiahe, Xu Nuo was a little confused when asked: "Didn't the teacher say that you should sit upright during class?"

Xu Nuo's tablemate Zhou Zhou and the boys behind couldn't help laughing: "Zhao Wenwen, are you still a primary school student, then listen to the teacher!"

Looking at his innocent face, Tian Hong felt a little depressed: "Aren't you tired of keeping one posture in a class?"

Xu Nuo shook his head, with a little excitement on his face: "It's much more fun to take classes together than tutor alone. Teacher Meng's lectures are really humorous!"

Several people looked at him in disbelief: "No way, Zhao Wenwen, you can still listen to such a boring class?"

Don't blame them, it's just that they are tired of listening to the content. In their opinion, even if they study Chinese for another year, they can't improve much. They might as well use the time to solve two more math problems. This is also a science class. It is a common phenomenon that many people secretly do other homework in the liberal arts class, and they can only promise what class this person will take and what to do.

Promise that the math teacher in their class is surnamed Wang. It is said that Mr. Wang is in his 30s and not yet married. Mr. Wang has a habit of calling his classmates to solve problems on the blackboard. He wouldn't say anything about you when he was talking, he would only sigh in a very heavy tone, as if you had done something heinous.

On Wednesday morning, after seeing two consecutive math classes on the schedule, the classroom was full of wailing.

Sure enough, after Mr. Wang talked for a while, he started the daily drama: "The students have finished watching, so let's find a few students to go to the blackboard to do a few questions and practice, and the other students will do it below."

For a moment, the classroom fell into a deathly silence, and everyone bowed their heads and said silently: don't call me, don't call me, don't call me...

Seeing everyone lower their heads like ostriches, Teacher Wang said again: "I will call whoever lowers their heads."

In an instant, dozens of heads were lifted up with a brush.

Commitment has the common problem of all students: respect the teacher and be afraid of the teacher.

So when he was called to the blackboard, he turned his back to the classmates in the class, and the teacher stood beside him. He kept writing and erasing on the blackboard with chalk, his hands were trembling, and his attention was always standing beside him. Fortunately, this problem was not too difficult for him, and he finally solved it.

After letting a few students go down, Teacher Wang began to comment on the questions on the blackboard. He wrote a few points in succession. Teacher Wang sighed once when he said one question, which made the students who had just gone up feel ashamed.

When it came to Xu Nuo's question, Mr. Wang looked at Xu Nuo's answer and was unclear at first, and then turned to look at him in surprise. Rao Xu Nuo knew that the chance of making a mistake was very small, so he couldn't help but feel worried.

"Student Zhao Wenwen's answer to this question is correct, but..." He paused before continuing, "Here we still judge him to get 0 points!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a lot of discussion in the classroom.

"Why?" "If you're right, you get 0 points. What's the point?"

Xu Nuo was also puzzled, he didn't think he had done anything wrong, why didn't he score points?

"This question is actually the simplest according to Zhao Wenwen's method. As for why I judged him to get 0 points, it is because this kind of solution is only learned in college. High school knowledge does not involve these. You have to take the college entrance examination. There are tens of millions of candidates across the country. The teacher corrects the paper very quickly. It is almost over at a glance. The marking teacher only remembers the solutions in the standard answers and common high school knowledge. The solution is extremely easy to be judged as a wrong answer by the teacher during the college entrance examination, so, to be on the safe side, I don't recommend using a solution beyond the outline to solve this problem."

It was the first time Xu Nuo had heard of such a thing, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. If he accidentally used it, it would be treated as a mistake, so wouldn't all the university knowledge he had learned before have to be discarded?

The attention of other students was completely attracted by the word "university".

"University talent, Zhao Wenwen is so good at mathematics?"

"I didn't expect that. No wonder I couldn't understand when he wrote it. I thought he made a mistake!"

"Hey, I don't know what kind of university I can get into in the future!"

"I don't ask too much, just have a second copy."

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more biased, Teacher Wang had to knock on the table with the pointer to calm down the classroom again.

Anhe Middle School has five classes in the morning. Of course, this does not include morning reading and morning exercises. Each class lasts four to 10 minutes, and the class ends after eleven o'clock at noon. There are still a few minutes before the last class ends. At the time, there was already a commotion in the classroom, and the sound of collecting books and moving stools came intermittently.

Xu Nuo sat outside, seeing Zhou Zhou at the same table turned around, ready to run out at any time, and hurriedly made a way for him, fearing that he would be in the way when the bell rang.

Ever since he witnessed the hot scene in the school cafeteria on the first day, Xu Nuo could already understand the feelings of these students. Thousands of people flocked to the cafeteria after class, and those who went late ate leftovers.

Different from others, Xu Nuo is almost the last to go to eat every time. One is that he doesn’t want to squeeze with everyone, and the other is that he thinks it’s the same whether he goes early or late.

Zhao’s family has spent all their savings for him to study, but they can’t provide more food. Although Zhao Dazhu and his wife have been asking him to eat better in school, but with the 200 yuan, Xu promise can’t think of it. What good food can he eat, and he can't do the same thing that he has a lot of fish and meat in school, but let Zhao Dazhu and his wife eat pickles at home.