my little deskmate

Chapter 28

Zhao Feiming left, but the coercion he left behind has not dissipated, so when Jiang Hao came in with his biology textbook, he smiled and said, "I just heard the commotion outside in the office, and everyone is still wondering which class it is from." Well, it's not your class."

All the students in Class [-], Senior [-], "..."

"Okay, let me introduce myself, my name is Jiang Hao, the head teacher of Class [-], Senior [-], your biology teacher, come, choose a get out of class representative, the principle of self-recommendation..."

For eight classes a day, he knew all the teachers well. Xu Yixing's head was stuffed to the brim, and he wished he could poke it with a wooden stick. At the end, the head must be held high to see it.

But when the day's classes are over, they still have a rare time to relax.

Many people are thinking about whether to study by themselves at night.

Xu Yixing borrowed Song Anping's roster and was surprised to find that he was the only dancer in the whole class!In addition, there are 23 students with special skills in sports, 12 students with special skills in art and calligraphy, and 12 students in other categories, but most of them are learning instrumental music.

Can't find a companion...

Bei Juncheng asked beside him, "Does anyone know who to turn to? Do you know where to train?"

Xu Yixing shook his head in confusion.

Bei Juncheng pondered, "How long do you usually train?"

Xu Yixing said, "Train 3-4 hours when you are busy, and 7-8 hours when you are not busy." During military training, even if you spend a few hours stretching in the dormitory, it is still not enough, but you don't need to practice new exercises. Move, barely force it...

Bei Juncheng was startled by the length of time, and asked, "How long have you persisted?"

"12."

For 12 years, time was spent every day in the training process.

how hard it was...

Bei Juncheng couldn't imagine that he would spend 12 years on one thing, it would be too boring.

Bei Juncheng didn't tell Xu Yixing that more than half of those talented students in instrumental music and fine arts wanted to take shortcuts and skip the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination. Zhao Feiming also knew it, so he gave them a warning and told them not to be opportunistic.

There are too few people like Xu Yixing who have trained themselves for many years, so there are not many people who learn to dance.

Xu Yixing said, "But I like dancing very much, and I don't feel tired. Dancing is fun!"

Well, Bei Juncheng felt that he was overthinking, and said, "It's fine as long as you're happy."

Xu Yixing asked, "Then what do you think I should do?"

Bei Juncheng said, "It's only the first day, let's have dinner first, and then go to self-study in the evening after dinner, and see the situation."

Xu Yixing nodded again and again, agreeing, "That's right, I think so too!"

Bei Juncheng didn't believe that he thought so, but he didn't expose it.

The two went to eat, digested in the dormitory after eating, and then went to fetch water, and found that there were very few people fetching water. Miao Xiuran was mixed among the three of them, looking left and right, acting in a daze, silly The silly look made Xu Yixing laugh.

Little did he know that he was just as stupid back then.

At 6 past 10 o'clock, I went to study by myself in the evening, and the number of people in the classroom was reduced by half.

Zhao Feiming walked in with his textbook, not surprised by the situation, and said, "Today is my evening self-study, if you don't understand anything about Chinese, you can ask me."

Xu Yixing opened the Chinese book, and the first text was the words of Grandpa Mao.

"Qinyuanchun Changsha" requires: recitation.

Xu Yixing opened his eyes wide, watching the reciting two words, his head was dizzy.

Someone in front took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Zhao, we are going to buy some supplementary teaching materials. May I ask which ones are more suitable?"

Supplementary materials?Is it that good?This is the second time he has opened his language book!Xu Yixing panicked.

Because it was an evening self-study, Zhao Feiming relaxed his posture and said, "Chinese is a process of accumulation. You usually need to read, read and write more. My suggestion is to subscribe to the Chinese newspaper. The things on the Chinese newspaper are the latest and most comprehensive. I got a lot of inspiration from it, but the disadvantage is that it is too comprehensive, and sometimes it pursues sophistication too much and is not practical enough; the second is magazine subscription, "Reader" and "Yilin" cultivate literary literacy, but the same, for high school students, the above The text is readable but not too much grinding. Thirdly, you can read various types of novels, poems, and articles from home and abroad, from ancient to modern times; In other words, it is all kinds of exercise books, as your Chinese teacher and head teacher, my suggestion is that the four can be done at the same time."

All four at the same time? ?

Xu Yixing opened his mouth in bewilderment.

Someone else happily asked, "Then Mr. Zhao, can you suggest the title of the book every month?"

Zhao Feiming nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let... Speaking of which, it seems that my class representative hasn't been chosen yet?"

Everyone nodded.

Zhao Feiming looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Bei Juncheng, and said, "Bei Juncheng."

Bei Juncheng looked up at him.

"In the future, you will be the representative of the Chinese class."

The people sitting in the classroom were a little stunned at the same time. Although they knew that Bei Juncheng was excellent during the military training, but now it was the classroom, and Bei Juncheng was sitting in the last row, which was enough to prove that his academic performance was not very good, so he was actually asked to do it. I got a Chinese class representative? ?

Bei Juncheng nodded.

"In the future, I will give the title of the book to Bei Juncheng, and he will be responsible for telling you when the time comes. In addition, if you want to subscribe to the two newspapers, the Chinese Newspaper and the Composition Newspaper, you can contact Bei Juncheng. Bei Juncheng will make statistics and hand it over to me. "

Bei Juncheng nodded again, and replied calmly, "Okay, Teacher Zhao."

After a moment of silence in the classroom, someone kept asking questions.

Bei Juncheng noticed that Xu Yixing's expression was a little strange, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Yixing shook his head sullenly, and said, "It's all right."

Bei Juncheng looked at him suspiciously.

Xu Yixing was embarrassed to tell Bei Juncheng that the people around him were so hardworking and excellent, but as a student, his performance in class was too sloppy, which made him a little sad.

The 40-minute evening self-study ended quickly during the communication between the teacher and the students. Xu Yixing asked Bei Juncheng to help him bring back the Chinese textbooks, and went to the complex building alone.

Half of the classroom lights in the complex are bright.

Xu Yixing walked into the complex building. It was cold and quiet inside. It was so gloomy that his arms felt cold from the cold. He searched slowly by himself. He found the second floor from the first floor, and then the first floor from the second floor. Finally, he found it The art teacher's office, from the slightly open door, Xu Yixing glimpsed a woman sitting inside drinking tea and watching the computer.

Xu Yixing knocked on the door, the woman inside raised her head, slid the mouse, the computer jumped back to the original desktop, and said, "Come in."

He bowed halfway through the door, and said politely, "Hi, teacher, I'm Xu Yixing from Class [-], Senior [-], and I'm here to borrow the classroom to practice dancing."

The woman looked at Xu Yixing from beginning to end, opened the school roster, and asked, "I remember that there is only one person who didn't ask a teacher to learn dance? Is it you?"

Xu Yixing nodded obediently.

The woman lowered her head to register his name, and said, "You are the only one who studies art in the school, and you didn't invite a teacher. I won't say too much. There is a small dance studio on the fifth floor on the top floor. You can train there in the future, remember. Yet?"

There is still a 5th floor here?

Xu Yixing nodded while being puzzled, "Good teacher."

"After the end, give me the key. If the classroom is damaged due to you, you will be responsible for compensation."

"Ok."

"By the way, give me the contact information, and I will let you know about unified activity exams in the future."

"Teacher... Sorry, I don't have any contact information yet..."

"Oh, you can't take your mobile phone, what about the QQ number?"

"nor……"

The woman lowered her head, wrote a blank piece of paper to him, spoke like a firecracker, and said fast, "Here is my phone number, QQ number, and your art talent group this year, wait for the next time When taking a computer course, apply for a QQ account, add me, and then join the group."

Xu Yixing nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, thank you teacher."

The woman handed him the key and said, "Go."

Xu Yixing took the key and closed the door, and then went upstairs. The classroom here is very well sealed, no matter whether it is light or sound, it is completely blocked.

The lighting for the stairs is also an energy-saving incandescent lamp. Although it has been turned on for a long time, the brightness is too limited.

Quietly.

Dimly.

But there is a particularly feminine little tune floating over from nowhere.

Especially haunted school style.

Xu Yixing thought of some ghost movies he had watched with Xu Ma, and the degree of fit here was so high.

Xu Yixing, who was alone, walked up to the fourth floor with fear, and found that the stairs from the fourth floor to the fifth floor had no staircase lights, and the stairs were not as clean as the floors below, and this floor was covered with dust.

Xu Yixing stood on the fourth floor, staring at the long stairs, feeling terrified.

Are there really classrooms on the fifth floor?

Didn't that teacher lie to him?

Why are there no lights?

Don't do this to him!He is most afraid of this situation!

Xu Yixing swallowed in fear, put his feet in white shoes gently on the first sill, and looked up at the dark top, feeling more and more frightened.

Will something pop out of nowhere?Could there be a bad guy hiding in a corner, smirking at him?Or will it half-step in the air and fall?Or the fifth floor is a very strange area, once you step in, you can't get out?

His imagination is really rich, why is it swollen?

The foot he stepped on quickly retracted, and he walked back and forth in the corridor on the fourth floor a few times, but he didn't see a classmate coming out or going in.

It's so quiet... he can't be the only one in the whole building, right?

Shrinking his neck halfway, gritting his teeth, he took another half step up, one step, two steps, three steps, sooner or later... There is nothing to be afraid of... Isn't it just that there is no light?He's a boy, okay?Brave boy!He will be afraid of these?

joke!

He is not afraid at all!He is not afraid of anything!

At this time, there was a bang from above, as if something had fallen, and Xu Yixing's body froze on the stairs.

This voice became the last straw that overwhelmed his psychological defense.

Mommy!

He closed his eyes, his heart was beating fast, he turned around and went downstairs quickly, flying from the fourth floor to the first floor in one breath, patting his chest in the bright hall of the complex building.

terrible!

He dare not go up again, what should we do?

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