Beyond The Outline

Hou Jun couldn't figure it out, and if he continued to think about it, he was afraid that he would think of something he shouldn't have thought of, so he lowered his head and continued to make up his homework.

Tan Kai just entered the class and saw a unique pair of masks at the same table: "Brother Monkey, what's going on with them?"

Hou Jun shook his head and said sternly, "Don't ask me, I don't know anything."

Tan Kai: "...Don't I just ask you, why are you reacting so badly?"

The class in the morning is still mainly half-review.

The math teacher combined the knowledge points to be reviewed with the new lesson content. The math teacher's surname was Zhou, and Lao Meng and Lao Meng were said to be classmates, but they didn't look like their peers at all.

Teacher Zhou is well-maintained and dressed very stylishly. He even put on a dark gray vest over a thin shirt: "The test points in the first half of this question, do you see what it is? It's the content of your first year of high school. This question has changed. You can't understand it?"

"Your thinking is too straightforward," Teacher Zhou said, "You don't know how to adapt."

Xu Sheng found that although he didn't know how to solve this problem, it looked familiar to him.

The weather was hot and dry, and wearing the mask for a long time made it even more stuffy. Xu Sheng hooked the edge of the mask to breathe, and then poked Shao Zhan with a pen: "Did you talk about this question last night?"

Shao Zhan held the phone, tapped the screen twice, and then the voice came out through the mask: "You still don't understand the point after you've said it three times."

Shao Zhan added another sentence: "I didn't expect you to have an impression."

"..." Xu Sheng said, "I don't have the impression that it's a bit unreasonable. I'm not that bad. Besides, learning can't be done overnight."

When Xu Sheng said this, he went to Shao Zhan's side again: "What are you playing?"

The screen of Shao Zhan's phone was not any of the games that Xu Sheng usually played, it had several rows of grids.

"Listen to the class." Without looking up, Shao Zhan put his hand on Xu Sheng's forehead, pushed him back, and said, "Sudoku."

Xu Sheng originally thought that he could watch him play a small game to relieve his boredom and depression in class, but he lost his mind when he heard the word 'Sudoku'.

He really couldn't understand why some people would not cherish the opportunity to play games in class and play Sudoku instead.

In the middle of Mr. Zhou's lecture, it was really hard to ignore the two students wearing masks in the back row of the classroom, especially one of them was still playing with his mobile phone. While the students were immersed in writing the questions, he raised his voice and asked: "Shao Zhan, Xu Sheng, what's the matter with you two, does this mask absorb heat?"

Hou Jun sat in the front row and hurriedly answered for them: "Teacher, both of them are not feeling well."

"I'm not feeling well, and I still have the time to play with my mobile phone—" Teacher Zhou nodded and commented, "I'm physically disabled."

Shao Zhan: "..."

Teacher Zhou said again: "If you can show even one tenth of your perseverance in studying, you won't get this grade in the exam." Teacher Zhou couldn't help but wonder, "Is it really uncomfortable?"

Shao Zhan's pretending to be sick is actually very insincere, just like the impression he gave people when he first entered the classroom, he can't realize that he is pretending to be sick, and he is pretending to be coercive.

Xu Sheng bumped him with his elbow.

"What are you doing?" Shao Zhan said.

"Cough." Xu Sheng reminded in a low voice.

Shao Zhan came to his senses, quit Sudoku, and casually clicked on a game to pretend to play. Then, in the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of class [-] and under the suspicious eyes of Teacher Zhou, he took a breath: "...cough .”

Shao Zhan let out a "cough", followed by Xu Sheng. His business ability is stronger than Shao Zhan's. He not only chews, but also moves.

Xu Sheng arched his upper body slightly, lowered his head, and his shoulders trembled slightly with the rhythm of coughing: "Cough, cough."

Shao Zhan: "Aren't you a bit too much?"

Xu Sheng: "Do you understand what a performance without traces is? My strength is just right."

Because of Xu Sheng's "moderate" strength, Mr. Zhou was deeply worried about the health of the two students.

After class, he returned to the teacher's office, put the lesson plans on the table, sighed, and said to Meng Guowei: "Old Meng, Shao Zhan and Xu Sheng in your class don't seem to be feeling well..."

Meng Guowei had just returned to the office not long ago, and before he sat down to take a sip of water, he went to Director Gu to get a notice saying that there was a new outbreak in Eastern Province, and he hadn't looked at it carefully: "I just came back, After a while, the head teachers of all classes will come to me to receive a notice, the school is new, let the students pay attention to precautions, it makes me tired-"

When Meng Guowei said this, he lifted the lid of the teacup suddenly, raised his head and took a sip of water, then turned his head and asked, "Old Zhou, what did you just say?"

Zhou Yuan frowned and said, "I was in your class just now. Shao Zhan and Xu Sheng in your class were wearing masks. They looked like they had caught a cold. They seemed to be quite sick, especially Shao Zhan, who was coughing so hard that his waist was straight. Can't get up."

Meng Guowei: "Huh?"

"Let's arrange for the two of them to go to the infirmary next class." Zhou Yuan had his own unique insights into the phenomenon of two people wearing masks together, "Don't be an infectious disease."

Zhou Yuan's words about infectious diseases are not casual, there are indeed many precedents.The school is crowded with people who come and go. If hygiene is not done properly, one person who catches a cold will catch the whole class.

After Zhou Yuan finished speaking, he noticed that Meng Guowei's hand holding the teacup began to tremble slightly: "Old Meng, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yuan shifted his eyes to the right, and saw the notice of the second grade group that had just been brought back from Director Gu's office spread out on Meng Guowei's desk.

Black characters on a white background, the first line of Song typeface enlarged and bold reads:

——A notice on our school's strengthening of environmental sanitation to prevent viruses.

Dear teachers and students:

Recently, two cases occurred in the eastern province of my country, which have been diagnosed as N411 new influenza virus, which can spread rapidly through the air.

The initial symptoms are similar to the common cold, mainly manifested as fatigue, weakness of limbs, headache and brain fever, accompanied by cough symptoms.Due to the long incubation period and the inability to detect it, students are expected to pay more attention.

Afterwards, there will be suggestions on how to improve environmental sanitation, such as opening more windows for more ventilation.

This kind of notice can be sent out almost every other month. The probability of an outbreak on campus is less than one in a million, and it is often not necessarily encountered once every few sessions.

Meng Guowei didn't take this matter seriously at first, thinking that he would ask the class representative to distribute it in the class, as long as the notice is received.

However, Zhou Yuan's words forced him to formally face this precautionary notice.

After reading it, Zhou Yuan could fully understand Meng Guowei's nervous mood. He quickly calmed down and comforted him: "Lao Meng, don't be nervous. We can't draw conclusions about this situation for the time being. Maybe things are not what we think. Ordinary The possibility of catching a cold is still relatively high.”

Meng Guowei raised his hand and supported the desk: "You are right, I hope so."

Zhou Yuan continued to comfort: "Eastern Province is more than 2000 kilometers away from us, and the source of infection will not spread so fast."

The next session will be Meng Guowei's class.

When the class bell rang, he took a deep breath and walked to Class 68 with the lesson plans. As soon as he put down the textbooks, he saw two students wearing masks in class.Meng Guowei moved his eyes away and pretended to be calm: "Let's turn to page [-] of the textbook. Yesterday we talked about..."

"cough."

This came from his most proud student, classmate "Shao Zhan".

Meng Guowei took a deep breath: "Speaking of this sentence, the old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu..."

"……cough."

This sound came from his most troublesome student, classmate "Xu Sheng".

Xu Sheng had already discussed with Shao Zhan before the class, and coughed three times to complete the task.Pick your own time cough, try to stagger.

So Meng Guowei was extremely anxious in this class, he stopped halfway and said, "Xu Sheng."

Shao Zhan raised his eyes.

"Open the window wider." Meng Guowei stopped and pointed to the window. "There is a lot of dust in the class, so let it ventilate."

Shao Zhan threw the phone back into the belly of the table, got up and opened the window.

Only then did Meng Guowei feel a little easier to breathe.

Over the past few days, Xu Sheng has developed the habit of taking notes in class. After all, he can't do anything, and sitting still is boring, so copying notes is more interesting.

He has always used Shao Zhan's textbooks. If any of his classmates came to borrow the books, they would find that the handwriting on Xueshen's class notes was suddenly scribbled to the point of being unintelligible.

Halfway through writing, Xu Sheng noticed Shao Zhan's gaze: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Shao Zhan wanted to say where did you go with your copybook practice, and finally closed his eyes and let him scribble on his textbook.

Tutoring is unlikely to be useful.

It is impossible to practice calligraphy.

Meng Guowei was terrified in this class. He originally planned to distribute Director Gu's notice in class, but he was careful and worried that sending it out now would bring psychological pressure to the two masked people and cause unnecessary panic.

So after he returned to the office, he pondered for a long time, and stopped a classmate who came to the office to call the wrong book and was about to go back to class: "You go to class seven and call Shao Zhan and Xu Sheng over."

When Xu Sheng went there, he had no idea what Lao Meng wanted them to do.

Instead, Shao Zhan said when he stood up, "You coughed too hard."

Coughing like this, can you not be called over to ask a few words?

Xu Sheng followed Shao Zhan. The two of them walked in the aisle of the sophomore group wearing masks one after the other, attracting a lot of attention. Some students even walked away and looked back.

Zhan is full of topics and adds new materials.

in the office.

As soon as Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan sat down, Meng Guowei handed over two cups of hot water: "I heard that you two have some health problems?"

Xu Sheng took the hot water, pondered and said, "It's okay, it's not very comfortable."

I don't say where I feel uncomfortable, the trick to pretending to be sick is to be vague.

Meng Guowei: "Recently...do you... get tired easily?"

Xu Sheng's hand went around behind Shao Zhan, and pinched lightly on his side.

Shao Zhan said, "It's a bit."

Meng Guowei: "Weak limbs?"

In order to pretend to be sick, Xu Sheng can admit everything: "That's right."

Meng Guowei paused for a second every time he said a word, and he asked again, "Maybe, occasionally, you still feel a headache?"

Xu Sheng calculated in his heart that headache and brain fever were not a big problem.

Can recognize.

Finally he said, "Yes."

What the two of them didn't know was that Meng Guowei's world seemed to have been torn apart by lightning. This excellent teacher who had been teaching for many years and could calmly deal with any emergencies was rolling in his mind.

Meng Guowei thought to himself: It's over.