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"Actually, I've raised succulents for a few days, and I think it's pretty good." Wang Mengxi poked the female chick lightly, "That's what I think, succulents, I want to pinch."

Qin Xue, who was pinching Yulu, nodded empathetically.

There were not many people in the class, and it was very quiet. In addition, they did not deliberately lower their voices. Zhou Bing, who was in front of him, turned around and smiled when he heard it, "Have you ever kneaded instant noodles?"

"No." Qin Xue let go of the hand that harmed Yulu, thought for a while and added, "Sometimes I poke durians in the supermarket, the kind that are peeled and sealed with plastic wrap."

Wang Mengxi arranged the four pots of succulents in an orderly manner, and said, "Although I know it's not good, it's really cool."

Ji Lu who listened to the whole process quietly: Fortunately, I don't have such a strange hobby.

It was only later that Qin Xue found out that there was another reason for Wang Mengxi to raise succulents.

"The sun is out, let's move the succulents out to bask in the sun." Wang Mengxi blinked and asked Qin Xue.

"Okay." Qin Xue responded, followed Wang Mengxi outside with a pot of succulent in one hand.

Wang Mengxi boldly placed the succulents on the side of the aisle, and while pretending to play with the succulents, he sighed: "Oh, the succulents under the sun are so beautiful!" Then he secretly glanced at the little sister on the fourth floor who was drawing in the classroom: "Oh! How cute is the little sister in the sun!"

The little sister and his class don’t seem to change seats, and the fifth floor has a wide view. If you are lucky, there is a high chance that you can see that little sister.Qin Xue couldn't stand her idiot-like appearance, and her tone was a little sarcasm and annoyed: "Then why don't you ask for the contact information of your little sister?"

Wang Mengxi smiled shyly: "I'm sorry."

Qin Xue silently turned her gaze away, why didn't you see you when you flirted with Zheng Gong and chased her younger sister to laugh at Lin Shuhua?

Since then, Qin Xue refused to go out with Wang Mengxi to "dish the succulents", but Wang Mengxi didn't realize that there was anything wrong with her behavior, and ran to the first year of high school every day when she was free. disappointment.

Unexpectedly, the little sister might actually have such magical powers. In the last monthly exam before the final exam in the second semester of the second semester of high school, Wang Mengxi was very lucky, especially in chemistry, and scored the highest score since the first year of high school, 59 points.

However, Wang Mengxi was still very angry. "Then, does the correcting teacher have a grudge against me?! One point! Won't you give me one more point?! It's too cruel!! I just passed by one point! Is it so difficult?! It’s too targeted!!”

"It's okay." Qin Xue comforted her, "Think about it, you have broken the record! You will definitely continue to improve! You can pass!"

Wang Mengxi groaned and refused to accept her comfort: "No, I'll pass as promised, and I won't even be able to pass." Then she thought about Qin Xue's 82 points in chemistry, her eyes were pitiful, and her tone was resentful: "If you fail, you will fail. A score of 27 is a fail, and a score of 59 is also a fail, what's the difference?"

When she said these words, it was time to walk back from physical education class. Qin Xue was afraid that she would be embarrassed if she was too loud and would be watched by others, so she patted her on the head reassuringly: "Okay, think about it. Well, I’m in the top 242 of my grade, what’s there to be dissatisfied with——what is that? Go and have a look.”

What Qin Xue was referring to was a notice posted in the teaching building. It was in color and the theme was pink and purple.

Generally, these things are school activities or competitions, usually at the school level, and there are many activities organized by school clubs, but sometimes they are at the municipal or national level.For example, in the national English competition that was held not long ago, few people in their class did not participate, and the specifics of whether they won the prize have not yet been announced. Anyway, the two of them only felt that the questions were too many and difficult to finish.

The two of them will not participate in ordinary activities, but everyone has a curiosity-seeking psychology, and it won't hurt to take a look.

But it was really not a very serious competition, Qin Xue even felt that it was not as serious as the Top Ten Campus Singer Competition.

She glanced at it and burst out laughing: "'Chemistry Three-line Poetry Contest', it's the first time, hahaha, is it so coquettish? How do you write it? Your magnesium stole my zinc?"

Wang Mengxi went to grab Qin Xue: "Walk, don't mention chemistry-related topics to me."

"Don't worry, wait for me to take another look—hey! Look, Xiao Song's name is still there!" Qin Xue pointed at the flamboyant poster, and Wang Mengxi stopped to look at it, and sure enough, she saw such a line of small characters .

Instructor: Song Linchuan.

"I'll bet that I pass the next exam, Xiao Song is definitely just a name." Wang Mengxi carefully confirmed the word "Song Linchuan", looked up at the picture of the faculty and staff posted on the other side, and accurately found the second word. The most handsome ID photo in the line, "Did I say that every time I look at this picture, I think of the Three Provinces and Six Parts System in the history book."

The format template of the faculty and staff map is the one of the three provinces and six departments. The first line is a principal, the second line is several vice principals, and the third line is the main person in charge of each department, such as Duan Xingyi, the director of the Moral Education Department, but he Not under Song Linchuan, Song Linchuan is in charge of education, study and other aspects.

If it wasn't for the wrong number of people, the whole picture would be a three-province and six-part system with ID photos!

"That's right, our Xiao Song is in an important position and has so much to do every day, how can we have the time to pay attention to this kind of competition?" Qin Xue and Wang Mengxi walked to the classroom while complaining, "But I think that maybe the whole class of Class 22 will be forced to participate Ha ha ha ha."

One of Wang Mengxi's primary school students was in Class 22. The teacher in charge of their class was a chemistry teacher who had been heard throughout the year.She teaches well, but she is very motherly. She speaks softly and has a sharp voice.

But he is an old man who has entered the age of knowing his destiny. Maybe he looked good when he was young, but now he can't see the demeanor of that year.He has probably been dealing with science for most of his life. He is a little bald and has a small belly. It seems that being so sissy in such a sissy is really not very pleasing.

The point is that this teacher likes to be a monster, and the homework assigned is often dumbfounding. Almost every homework is passed on to the whole grade, and then becomes the talk of the whole grade.

For example, he asked his classmates to make up stories with chemical elements, requiring no less than [-] words and real emotions, regardless of subject matter or style.For example, he asked his classmates to compose songs with chemical elements, requiring them to rhyme and be catchy, and they could use ready-made songs to change the lyrics themselves, and those who were capable were encouraged to create their own...

I remember that in class 22, there was also a boss who wrote a [-]-word short love fantasy novel that was full of sentimentality, poignancy, beauty, grace and blood, and finally won the first place in the class.The teacher was overjoyed, praised him fiercely in front of the whole class, and then rewarded him with a lollipop.

And this time the so-called three-line poetry competition definitely has his share, after all, the two of them saw his name from the host teacher.

Well, it seems that this teacher really has a soft spot for chemical elements, so, I feel sorry for class 22 for a second.

As the end of the term approaches, the students are slowly getting restless, especially the third year of senior high school, who will face the college entrance examination in more than a month, and they can't relax all the time.

The worst is probably the second year of high school. According to the custom, after the end of the final exam, the second year of high school will start to link up with the make-up lessons of the third year of high school.At that time, the whole school will be on vacation, and they will have to stay in the classroom to continue studying.

What's more, the summer vacation is approaching, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter.The school is centrally air-conditioned, and they are located on the fifth floor, so the air-conditioning effect is not obvious, and it will not really cool down until the last class in the morning.However, make-up classes for the second year of high school are a well-known tradition, and the Ministry of Education's tacit approval is completely irresistible.

In addition to the influence of other classes, compared with the joy of other grades, Class 26 also seems to lack interest.

When Ji Lu and Wang Mengxi collected their homework, there were still eight students who couldn't hand it in.Wang Mengxi was one of them, it was nothing, anyway, Song Linchuan never checked them out.She was originally with Ji Lu, but as soon as she left the classroom, she saw Song Linchuan walking into the grade office.

She felt guilty all of a sudden, slipped her footsteps, and slid back to the classroom without a sound, shouting softly: "Ji Lu, I won't go, you can hand over the list and homework to Teacher Song."

Not knowing the situation is one thing, no matter whether Song Linchuan is around or not, she can hand in her homework with peace of mind.But seeing Song Linchuan walk in with his own eyes, and confirming that Teacher Song must be there, Wang Mengxi flinched.

In case Mr. Song read the list, why would he join in and do it on his own?

Although Ji Lu was surprised by her reaction, she did not refuse, nodded, took the homework from Wang Mengxi, and prepared to leave.

"Ji Lu!" Lin Shuhua called his name, and when he turned around, he saw Lin Shuhua throwing a book of homework in a hurry, "Put it together. I'll go to the bathroom first."

Ji Lu had no choice but to go back to his place, first crossed out Lin Shuhua's name on the list, and went through the homework of their group one by one.

After flipping through for a while, I saw my homework. On the cover of the workbook, the word "Ji Lu" was written in a flying pattern, but these two words were not written by him.

Ji Lu didn't have the habit of writing the name of the new book when he got it. No one would touch the textbook even if he got it. The key is that he often didn't write the name in the exercise book.

During the period when new exercise books were issued at the beginning of the new semester, Ji Lu's exercise books generally had no names.When handing out homework, I have to rummage in the same pile without my name at the end, and then when I have nothing to do and just remember it, I will reluctantly give a name to my homework.

This exercise book naturally received the same treatment, but it was a bit of a coincidence that when Ji Lu went to pick up his homework, Song Linchuan had a few books left to correct, so he asked Ji Lu to wait a while.

He was standing quietly by the side, when he heard Song Linchuan say: "Whose homework is this? I changed the whole class's homework only to find out that this one is all right."

Ji Lu leaned over to take a look, the familiar handwriting first surprised him, and then felt a little embarrassed: "Mine."

"Why didn't you write your name?"

Ji Lu coughed lightly in embarrassment: "I forgot."

☆、Chapter 23