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"Xia Luoqiu."

"..."

"Anyway, I didn't find out when I asked her, so yesterday afternoon I checked on professional websites such as Goode and ArchDaily. It doesn't matter if I found the designer. I also found out that the paint dealer of this building is my father's unit. Not only the company is The local branch in Rongcheng, the factory is also..."

The study committee members don't know much about Zhou Aimin's work. After all, it involves a lot of professional things, but they still have a certain idea of ​​Zhou Aimin's usual business scope. For example, the dormitory building of No. The product is not a surprise to her.

However, Lin Xiaoxian is also clear about this.

"Jia, actually what I want to say is that yesterday afternoon I was on the gable side of the south side of the dormitory building and found that the terrace between the sixth and seventh floors had a quality problem with the outer wall."

"Quality issues?"

"Yes, and possibly a serious quality problem."

Lin Xiaoxian's expression was never so serious, so the study committee member listened with extra concentration.

"I found a piece of wall peeling off at that location. After a quick look, it should be caused by uneven application of the anti-alkali primer, insufficient maintenance time of the water-resistant putty, or other reasons. In short, it is either cutting corners or sloppy construction. , and that place just connects to a large section of the tile surface above, and there is a circle of benzene plates connecting it, if a new wall surface peels off again, it will inevitably lead to a chain reaction..."

At that height, a drop of an ordinary wall would cause casualties, not to mention the tile surface.

"Under the southern gable is a small path from the back door of the cafeteria. The path is narrow, but the flow of people is heavy. Once the wall peels off, not to mention that it will be too late, at least there will be no place to hide."

"It hasn't been long since the dormitory was built, and it must not have been long since the piece fell off. The hidden danger is very serious, so I will explain this problem to the teacher in charge early this morning, and I also want you to notify our dad in time, regardless of whether the construction party is the unit or not. The school is looking for it, and their product side is best to take a professional to check the condition of the wall first..."

Lin Xiaoxian said some very professional things again, and he made the image of his sweetheart more magical in the hearts of the study committee members.

But Lin Xiaoxian was worried that if the construction unit of the wall was found by the school, then generally speaking, it was a related household, and the other large and small projects of the school were likely to be the same construction party.

Although there is no need to worry about the well-tested old projects in the teaching building, if other new projects are made by the same construction company, there may be other hidden dangers.

For example, a section of the wall just built at the back door of the No. [-] Middle School looks rough. If the same construction company also cut corners, it is not impossible for it to collapse.

The acceptance of large-scale projects such as dormitory buildings has slipped through the net, and small-scale projects such as fences may be even more likely.

After all, Lin Xiaoxian died once, and before he died, he thought that "sudden death" was far away from him like all those who stayed up late, so now when it comes to personal safety, he is inevitably more cautious and sensitive than others.

And just after Lin Xiaoxian explained these important matters and went up to the teaching building with the study committee members, a petite black figure appeared on the tree-lined path where they stayed just now, with a face covered in a hood that could only be seen on the forehead. strands of blond hair and blue eyes as pretty as a Ragdoll.

311 Lin Xiaoxian's Egg

ka ka ka-

As the dust fell, three words appeared on the blackboard of Class [-] and [-] of Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School.

In fact, people who write really good-looking, no matter what kind of characters they write, they look good-looking.

When Lin Xiaoxian took the chalk and wrote his name, almost the whole class sighed inwardly:

good word!

It can't be said to be flamboyant, but the style of writing is frustrating, clean and neat, and the first impression it gives to everyone in class seven is: the writing is like a person.

"Hi students, I'm Lin Xiaoxian, an exchange student from No. [-] Middle School, please give me your advice."

Although Lin Xiaoxian's self-introduction has been extremely simple in order to keep a low profile, but the truth is that everything must be reversed. Such an overly simple handsome boy has left a lot of mystery in the hearts of the girls in Class [-].

"Hey, he's kind of handsome..."

"Yeah! I think you can be a grassroots in our school!"

"I don't know if the school is a school grass or not, at least it's our class grass now~"

"... just a little shy, isn't it the kind of otaku who doesn't like to talk..."

"What do you know? It's called abstinence! The ones that are very popular recently are the ones that are calm and indifferent to lust..."

……

The girls chirped and commented, which made the boys in the class feel sad, and accused the gang of appearance associations who only looked at faces:

"You nymphomaniacs...you only know whether boys are handsome or not, vulgar! Superficial!"

"Exactly! Where are the other three girls? Are you blind?"

Males tend not to readily identify with other males, while females are more generous in this regard.

When the girls heard what the boys said, they shifted their attention from Lin Xiaoxian to Gu Xiaoyan and the three of them, and immediately expressed their admiration:

"Indeed, the girls look good too..."

"So their appearance in No. [-] Middle School has always been this high?"

"No, no, it's just survivor bias, and in terms of appearance, I personally prefer Mrs. Xia's type of sister..."

……

The transfer student came to report that as an aborigine, he cared about two things.

One is the face of the transfer student, and the other is the grade of the transfer student.

"Students, according to the teacher of No. [-] Middle School, student Lin Xiaoxian is an inspirational legend in the second grade of No. [-] Middle School..."

Because Lin Xiaoxian's self-introduction was too simple, after he finished speaking, Teacher Ding, the head teacher of the new seventh class, began to make some supplements.

This is a gentle and kind-looking female teacher, about 40 years old, with short hair and a popular face, but she is very motherly, and she speaks with a natural affinity:

"...In just one semester last semester, student Lin Xiaoxian climbed directly from the bottom of the class to the top of the grade. The improvement is quite terrifying, and the Chinese scores often get full marks..."

"Full score?"

"often?"

"Language?"

At first, everyone didn't feel much. After all, the good grades of No. [-] Middle School are not less than No. [-] Middle School, only more than No. [-] Middle School.

What's more, Class [-], which was selected as an exchange class, was naturally also a key class in the second grade of high school, and everyone didn't pay much attention to ordinary outstanding students.

However, Lin Xiaoxian, who "often has full marks in Chinese", obviously does not belong to the category of "average". Many aborigines, especially some more lively female students, began to blink.

Handsome guys are common, so are talented people, but handsome guys and talented people are rare.

On the surface, Gu Xiaoyan was standing obediently by the podium, but in fact she had turned on her radar, looking for girls with little stars in her eyes, to see if there was anyone prettier than herself.

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The result is not.

So Gu Xiaoyan snorted in satisfaction, then felt her cuffs being pulled, turned her head, and saw Su Yuan moving his lips nervously:

"Xiaoyan...it's our turn soon...how should we introduce..."

"Isn't that simple? Husbands sing and women go along~"

"?"

Before Su Yuan understood the meaning, Teacher Ding called Gu Xiaoyan's name, so she stepped onto the podium, wrote her name like Lin Xiaoxian, turned her head, and smiled faintly like Lin Xiaoxian:

"Hi students, I'm Gu Xiaoyan, an exchange student from No. [-] Middle School."

She is simpler than Lin Xiaoxian, and the words "advice more" are omitted.

Su Yuan suddenly realized that if her husband wanted to keep a low profile, his wife would accompany him to keep a low profile.

That's right, a family needs to be tidy.

So when it was Su Yuan's turn, she said even less:

"Hi students, I'm Su Yuan."

And the study committee member was even more extreme. He was originally indifferent. After writing his name, he didn't even bother to smile. He just nodded politely to the audience, and just uttered the word "Zhou Jia" before silently stepping off the stage. .

"This...the four students are relatively introverted, maybe because they are not familiar with the environment yet, I hope to gradually adapt to it in the next month of study..."

Ms. Ding was dry mouthed just doing supplementary explanations. Even though it was the self-introduction session, she spoke several times more than the four of them combined. Her voice was a little smoky, and she pointed out the seats for Lin Xiaoxian and the others. I went to the office to get a glass of water.

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The seats arranged by the four were in the last two rows by the window. Lin Xiaoxian and Su Yuan sat in the front row, Zhou Jia and Gu Xiaoyan sat in the back row. After a day of study, they didn't feel much difference from those in No. [-] Middle School.

In addition to the teacher's different teaching style, the students around gradually became familiar with it, and in fact found that they were similar to those in my class.

There is not only a living treasure like Li Chi, but also a courtesan like Ma Weiwei.

There are cute boys like Chen Ming, and hot-tempered "male women" like Zheng Wen.

Perhaps the biggest difference is the class style, or the school style.

Compared with the well-behaved Wen Liang of No. [-] Middle School, the school spirit of No. [-] Middle School is more "heroic", and it is more "naughty" and "naughty" in terms of representation.

This may also be the reason for the serious polarization in the Seventh Middle School.

Conscious students get out of the mud without staining, no matter how skinny they are, they know how to take the initiative to learn.

Unconscious students rely on loose management, but they can be aggressive. Even in the third year of high school, there are those who don't attend class all day and dare to ask for group fights in school.

Therefore, when the outside world always talks about how good the No. [-] Middle School is, the evidence they come up with is actually the head strength or average level of the No. [-] Middle School students. Few people look at the median here.

And the school is also used to it. Instead of spending time on those "tails" that are holding back, it is better to spend more energy on continuing to support and cultivate the leading team. The top students in Qingbei studied some tailor-made teaching strategies.

Class No. [-] is a key class in the second grade of No. [-] Middle School. Most of them belong to the "skinny and moderate" kind. They are more serious than Class No. [-] in No. [-] No. [-] Middle School, but more noisy than No. [-] Class No. [-] Middle School after class.

And the scale of the uproar is also large.

For example, a courageous girl went directly to Teacher Ding to find out if Lin Xiaoxian was single. After being scolded by Teacher Ding and driving her back, she found Lin Xiaoxian herself with a playful smile:

"Student Lin, have you joined our class?"

"Not yet."

"Then add me as a friend first, and I'll pull you~"

"okay…"

Lin Xiaoxian nodded, just as he touched his pocket to take out his phone, he felt his foot being stepped on heavily. He took a breath, glanced at Su Yuan who was pretending to be looking up at the sky, woke up, and forced out an apologetic smile :

"That... I'm sorry, I don't have my phone with me..."

"Ah...then you tell me QQ, I will apply first."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiaoxian was in pain again, this time it was not his foot, but his left buttock was kicked.

This shows the disadvantages of the hollow design of the back of the chair. Lin Xiaoxian smiled, and shook his head again to refuse:

"Sorry, I don't have a QQ number..."

The girl was shocked:

"Qq, pain news qq, you don't have the penguin one?"

"Uh... I'm not a person who likes to surf the Internet..."

It's hard to imagine that there are still high school students who don't use the Internet in today's world. The girls are so amazed that they are even more interested in Lin Xiaoxian for a while:

"Then give me your phone number, and I can send you text messages for notifications in the class~"

Stalker?

hateful!This is the strength of JK in Seventh Middle School...

While Lin Xiaoxian was slandering, he also got kicked on the right buttocks, a small piece of touch made him wonder if the study committee member's feet are as small and cute as Gu Xiaoyan?

Well, I found out tonight...

"Sorry, I don't use a cell phone either."

"No...you just said that you didn't bring your mobile phone..."

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian didn't know how to answer this question, so a discerning person next to him saw Lin Xiaoxian's troubles, and pulled this tough girl aside to remind him quietly:

"He has made it clear that he is not interested in you. You are almost done. You have never been in a relationship. Why are you pretending to be a carnivore veteran..."

"Pretend to be your sister! Didn't you talk about it?"

"That's why I'm reserved! I'm just like a normal high school student, okay?"

……

Seeing the two people quarreling, Lin Xiaoxian also heaved a sigh of relief, and then saw three pairs of eyes staring at him at the same time.

"..."

"..."