You have a bamboo horse waiting to be checked

Qi Zhongshan, who hadn't slept well, threw the pillow off the bed irritably, hopped a few steps barefoot, reached the slippers at the corner of the table, and walked to the bathroom with his eyes squinted.

Now he is no longer living in the dormitory he was assigned when he first came here, but in a mid-range community with good environment, security and location. The reason why he can’t reach a high standard is probably because the housing in the community is relatively compact. It was one size smaller than the one I lived in in Xiaocheng when I was a child. It was barely enough for a family of three. Raising a goldfish would take up too much space. The result was a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe in the bedroom. There are a row of bookshelves, and the old textbooks are stuffed under the bed, and it is a bit difficult to turn around.The washbasin is not placed alone, it's just inside the bathroom, it's not easy for others to brush their teeth when they go to the bathroom, the space saving is outrageous.Therefore, the toilets are used in turn every morning, one at a time, and the other is replaced after all the treatment is completed.

Qi Zhongshan arrived at the restroom within a few steps. After using the restroom, he simply closed his eyes, brushed his teeth and washed his face based on feeling. In the end, Xu Li only put on a school uniform over his unlined clothes while Xu Li roared "wearing autumn clothes". Put on your schoolbag, turn around and leave.

However, he regretted it a bit when he walked halfway, because the temperature had indeed dropped today, and the cold wind poured into his clothes, making him feel ecstatic when he rode the bike.However, as a good-natured boy in his late teens, no matter how cold it is, he has to bite the bullet and let himself be heated up into a stove. Therefore, when buying breakfast, he deliberately jumped out of the car to exercise his body. However, the effect was not obvious, and he won the breakfast. The boss looked on pitifully.

By the time he arrived at school, a round of homework had already been handed in, so he could only look for homework from his schoolbag while begging the representatives of each class to wait for him for a while, hand in what he had written, and then use the morning reading class Catch up on homework.

Qi Chongshan lived up to Qi Ming's admiration back then. He was admitted to the key science class in the provincial key class. However, this does not mean that he is a real academic master. He was forced to come to the provincial key class by his super high grades in science. Liberal arts, especially English, was a mess in the key class.

Just as he was exhausted from catching up with his Chinese homework, the girl in front of him erected the textbook, leaned on the chair and asked him in a low voice, "Have you written the English newspaper yet?"

Qi Chongshan also whispered back to her: "I didn't write."

The boy sitting on the right also answered: "I didn't write the composition, and I still didn't write the class practice, and the same goes for Chongshan."

Qi Zhongshan heard that he deliberately pronounced weight as weight, so he didn't bother to care about it, and continued to make up the weekly diary in front of him.

"Ye Yiming, Qi Chongshan, do you two want to die?" The girl glanced out of the window, then quickly turned around, rolled the book into a stick and wanted to hit Ye Yiming's head, but he dodged sideways, "I promised Xiao Ying Said that the homework was handed in before the first class."

Xiao Ying is their English teacher, whose real name is Yu Yingying. Because she is young and beautiful, and has a unique way of teaching, she has become a close friend with them since entering school.And Ye Bingyu, Yu Yingying's class representative, is also an old acquaintance of Qi Chongshan. His parents have always been colleagues, and he was a classmate in kindergarten. Not bad, at least Qi Zhongshan escaped a lot of English homework in her hands.And Ye Yiming was his only tablemate, a tall boy who was good at sports, good at science, and good at arts. After finishing, the far right has been empty there.

"She checked the list today?" Ye Yiming asked in a low voice after hiding, "Is it okay if I don't hand it in?"

"It doesn't make any difference to you whether she checks it now. There are only a few in the class with such poor English. Others' homework may not even be read. You must pick out your homework and correct it seriously." Ye Bingyu She was going to continue to say that the dean of the morning inspection happened to pass by the window, so she turned her head quickly in fright, and dared to turn her head back after a while, "Either write quickly or copy quickly."

"Just tell Xiaoying that I didn't write it." Qi Zhongshan looked through the homework, "I can't finish writing, and it's tiring to copy so much, and I can't remember it."

"It hurts to be beaten." Ye Yiming grimaced, "It doesn't make sense."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about anything else, let's talk about this newspaper first." Ye Bingyu said at the right time, slapped her newspaper on Ye Yiming's face, and raised her chin at Qi Zhongshan, "You, take it Copy. You, go to the office to hand it in by yourself, and you have to talk about newspapers in the first class in the afternoon, so you can do it yourself, and don’t give me any problems.”

Qi Chongshan caught a glimpse of Ye Yiming nodded hurriedly, sighed, raised his left hand and put it on his forehead, paused for a while and then swiped forward, as a salute: "Understood."

The author has something to say: Yu Yingying, the female teacher in Chapter 1 =v= If you forget, you can go back and have a look~

In the next chapter, Yifeng will appear on the stage, and the false and blackened high-energy warning will be issued.