Bug II [Quick Transmigration]

Time in high school is a metaphysics, both slow and fast.One minute before the end of get out of class is always difficult, but the quarter of an hour before handing in the paper can disappear quickly.

Hurry up slowly, chase fast and chase slowly.

One year, two years, three years, often just like that.

In the sophomore class of high school, Shen Ting went to Shi Zheng, and happened to be in the same class as Wen Xue.Wen Qianshu and Jiang Mingyue remained in Class [-] according to the original book, and they were still Gu Fangfei's "devil hot", but they were no longer at the same table.

Wen Qianshu's new deskmate is Zhang Zisheng, who has a steady stream of snacks, and he doesn't have to stop talking after class, comparable to a perpetual motion machine.Jiang Mingyue's new deskmate is a little girl with freckles who was transferred from another school. She loves to laugh, and she smiles sweetly. She speaks kindly and has a nice voice.

Yu Sheng, the class leader who is afraid of heights, is also there. Even Tang Ying, whom Luo Qing mentioned before, is assigned to their class. He is a handsome boy. Sitting by the window can be an oil painting.

Now, there are more good-looking people in Class [-], Wen Qianshu is so happy to be in it, and the homework is much neater.

Teacher Gu said that they were all in the second year of high school, and asked them to think about their plans.

Zhang Zisheng admits that he has no ambitions, he only hopes to be less scolded, less punished for copying, and escape from high school: "I beg you to be more rigid and gentle."

The front desk turned around, leaned on the table and said, "Impossible."

Wen Qianshu: "I am different, I hope I will be the first in the Chinese test."

Zhang Zisheng: "..."

Front desk: "..."

Front desk: "I think it's more reliable for the head teacher to be gentle."

Wen Qianshu: "Huh?"

Then all four of them laughed.

2333 sometimes doubts whether these people are in ordinary high schools or some drama academy.

Wen Qianshu lived a life of being in a daze while doing homework in class, eating and chatting after class, went to liberal arts class to meet Shen Ting after school, often saw Wen Xue walking together, and occasionally discussed and discussed what earth-shattering events the people in the class did, And the head teacher pissed each other off eight hundred times.

Class No. [-] of senior high school deserves to be one level higher than class No. [-] of senior high school. It has been upgraded to a higher level. The development of "specialties" is full of strange things, and the reasons for the review are messy.

Some were caught cutting watermelon in the classroom in summer, and others smoked the teacher by eating durian in winter.The former was fined for copying "I shouldn't eat watermelon in the classroom" [-] times, and the latter was also fined [-] times, but the person involved is said to regret it very much, because "Durian" is more than "Watermelon" by one or two strokes .

"That's right." Wen Qianshu said to Shen Ting, "Jiang Mingyue became the math class representative."

Shen Ting: "Huh?"

Wen Qianshu: "What?"

Shen Ting: "Is there any problem?"

"Hmm—" Wen Qianshu said, "There seems to be no problem."

Although Jiang Mingyue doesn't like the class teacher, although she doesn't seem like someone who is willing to be a class cadre, although it is true that she has not held any position for three years in the original book.

But I can't tell Shen Ting all these things.

So Wen Qianshu: "2333, 2333..."

2333 didn't bother to talk to her: "Don't ask, it means I don't know."

"Speaking of it—" Shen Ting was curious, "Is it such a coincidence? You and Jiang Mingyue are still at the same table now?"

Wen Qianshu: "No, my tablemate is Zhang Zisheng now, and I haven't changed for almost a year."

Shen Ting smiled: "Yes, Zhang Zisheng also mentioned it to me, but I forgot."

Wen Qianshu teased her: "Tsk tsk tsk, I'm going to sue Zhang Zisheng tomorrow, saying that Shen Ting doesn't even remember her."

Shen Ting: "?"

Shen Ting was in a hurry: "What, it's all because you are always talking about Jiang Mingyue, I thought you were still at the same table."

As soon as Wen Qianshu stopped, the car swayed and bounced suddenly: "What?"

Shen Ting: "That's right, Jiang Mingyue became the class representative. Jiang Mingyue answered a very difficult question. Jiang Mingyue brought some delicious snacks. When you saw her, she even gave you a big bag of them—you give them a big bag every day." Talking about Jiang Mingyue is much more frequent than Zhang Zisheng."

Wen Qianshu retorted subconsciously: "Where is it so exaggerated, I don't say it every day."

Shen Ting: "Yes, but I have said it almost every day, but she is really amazing—"

Wen Qianshu froze, her heart beat faster for no reason, faster and faster.

She squeezed the handlebar tightly, almost unscrewing the remaining rubber from it.

Fortunately, I couldn't see anything clearly in the night, Shen Ting and 2333 didn't pay attention.

"Ah, look up Qianqian." When Shen Ting passed by the dormitory area, she asked Wen Qianshu to read the article on the school's blackboard newspaper. Woolen cloth."

Teacher Mei, the teacher in the reading club, is now Shen Ting's head teacher.

Wen Qianshu: "Yes!"

Shen Ting pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm so complacent, but I don't dare to be too obvious, lest Teacher Mei will say me."

After that, Shen Ting became nervous again: "Well, but I really can't be complacent. I'm still far from Wen Xue, and I have to work harder—oh, I'm so envious of Wen Xue, I feel like she's read a lot of books, what? I understand-"

Wen Qianshu smiled: "What are you talking to yourself?"

Shen Ting stopped talking, smiled too, and said, "I'm so happy, Qianqian."

"I'm so happy, it's like a dream."

After evening self-study, the voices on campus faded away.The wind passed by gently, and the lights at night were gentle, shining on this girl with delicate features and a bright smile.

Not knowing whether it was because the light was too soft or the wind was too soft, Shen Ting pushed the car and suddenly said, "Qianqian, do you know that I have always envied you."

Wen Qianshu: "Huh?"

She smiled: "What are you envious of?"

"A lot—your math, uncle and aunt are still so good—" Shen Ting also laughed, "You know, my parents have their own children, and they don't care about me at all."

"Oh?" Wen Qianshu said, "Then I'll trade my mathematics for your language?"

2333 was moved when he heard it, and shocked when he heard it.

What the hell are you, a first-level ghost who destroys the atmosphere?

"Hahaha——" Shen Ting laughed, "Yeah, I'm always envious of others."

She just walked right under the street lamp, and the gentle light enveloped her.Wen Qianshu was half a step behind, still in the dark night.

Shen Ting: "But I still have grandma. Even if my parents don't care about me, grandma still wants me. And my article was published, so I'm actually super powerful, right?"

Wen Qianshu smiled: "Yes, you are super powerful."

Shen Ting: "You are also super powerful."

She turned her head, her eyes were shining, maybe it was a light, shining brightly: "We are all super powerful."

"Yes." Wen Qianshu also gradually stepped into the light, a little light, reflecting her smiling eyes, more or less tinged with softness, "We are all super powerful."

It's useless to be super powerful. Wen Qianshu didn't understand why Jiang Mingyue wanted to be a math class representative until the third year of high school.

2333: "Why do you have so many why? Do you have a hundred thousand why?"

"It shouldn't be." Wen Qianshu spoke to 2333 while desperately writing the topic, "I asked her, and she said that she just wanted to be a math class representative—I always thought it was not that simple."

2333: "Oh, Wen Qianshu."

Wen Qianshu: "What?"

2333: "There are still 3 minutes, you will not have time to do it."

Wen Qianshu: "!"

"XX Small Title" is worthy of being a "city specialty", tearing one piece a day, "happy" is like a god.The homeroom teacher likes to come up with one sheet every day before the lunch break, and after the lunch break, the corrections are completed, and one question and one question in the evening self-study allows those who have done wrong to stand up and reflect.

Fill in the blanks with more than ten questions in half an hour, two big questions, the questions are not difficult, the difficulty lies in the parallelism of speed and accuracy, if there is one less interval, it is equivalent to death, coupled with the fear of the class teacher, can write people so that they don't want to take a lunch break at all, just Hope to die instantly.

"It's 10 minutes." The head teacher stood on the podium with his hips akimbo, "Leaders of each group take it away."

"No writing! Can I continue writing if I can't finish the college entrance examination?"

"If you can write, you are not allowed to write. If you can't write within the specified time, what is the difference between you can't write?"

This kind of homework has never been collected, and the team leader himself does not think about it. He nails his feet to the ground and hands nailed to the paper. He only raises his buttocks higher and higher as a symbol to show that he is collecting homework.

After finally getting up, the team leader had to pull tables hard to pull out the paper. Passing by a table, a table was dying, either leaving a long water pen mark or a long scratch. Which kind of trace depends on whether the pen is sharp or not.

Wen Qianshu didn't have time to finish the last question, and fell down on the table in despair after handing it in.In the end, she was in a hurry to write, her face was burning red, and the table was cold, and it was comfortable to hold it against.So Wen Qianshu touched one side of the face, turned it over, and touched the other side.

"What's going on, why hasn't the seventh group been confiscated!"

Seventh group?

Isn't the seventh group their group?

Wen Qianshu looked up in bewilderment, and found a girl in the front row with her head bowed and writing, but she didn't let go. The team leader was too embarrassed to grab her, and stood on the side circling.

The head teacher got off the podium directly and rushed away angrily.

Wen Qianshu sighed, followed the class teacher's gaze, moved past the podium, and moved to Jiang Mingyue who was standing on the side, but his gaze just happened to meet.

Jiang Mingyue was holding the collected homework paper, and several team leaders stood beside her, waving their hands and fleeing back to their positions.A clock hangs above the blackboard in the classroom, and the second hand goes up and down.

Jiang Mingyue stood there, standing in the sound of the second hand, standing behind the class teacher, and standing among the passing students.There are several rows of tables and chairs between them, several rows of students, and quiet but somewhat noisy voices.

Jiang Mingyue lowered her eyes and looked away.

Wen Qianshu pressed his face back to the table, "No way."

2333: "Nothing?"

Wen Qianshu closed his eyes, folded his arms, and rested his head on the crook of his arm: "It's nothing, it's time to take a nap."

2333:"……"

However, after that, Wen Qianshu never asked this question again.

No matter how dull 2333 was, he also realized that she already knew the answer, so the two of them immediately reversed their identities, and it became 2333 who kept asking questions.

2333: "So why?"

"What why?" Wen Qianshu said, "Are you one hundred thousand why?"

2333: "You know it!"

Wen Qianshu played charades with it: "Know what, of course I don't know."

2333 was so pissed off.

Everything behind is like pressing the accelerator, as if a hand is turning the hour hand rapidly, without stopping.Every day is used to do questions, write questions, and give lectures.

The sun rises and sets, sets and rises again.

Exams were handed out one by one, English newspapers were prepared one by one, the new lesson had already been taught, and the review was repeated round after round.The error correction book was sorted out neatly, but it was still the same mistake again.

Recite pinyin in Chinese until cramp, change sick sentences to autism, where is the choice of multiple-choice questions; math knowledge points are calculated with both hands, and both hands can't grasp it, what can be done can't be calculated, and what can be calculated can't be done; English can't be done Matryoshka, grammar overlaps grammar, clauses embedded clauses, suspected new language, but it has the same name as "English"; physical light and electricity are lingering, force and magnetism are mixed, left and right hand rules are in a mess, everyone dances together in the examination room; chemistry is also Joy, the chemical formula is not complete today, the experimental product is mixed with new elements tomorrow, and the subscript is accidentally missed the day after tomorrow, and the non-toxic carbon dioxide becomes poisonous [1].

Then there are three rounds of mock exams. After completing the test in your own city, you will do other markets, and after finishing the other cities, you will do school papers.

Class teacher: "It's okay. Generally speaking, our city is more difficult in the province. If you pass the model test, the difficulty of the college entrance examination is not a problem."

So the students got the second-mode low-score paper: "..."

Thank you, but I was not comforted, and even a little flustered.

The war was in chaos, and it was hard work.

The college entrance examination.

The author has something to say: Note [1]: CO2 carbon dioxide, non-toxic. CO Carbon monoxide is poisonous.

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