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Hobbies are playing the violin, watching, and reading all kinds of messy books.I chose liberal arts because I was poor in mathematics, physics and chemistry, well, that’s probably it. "

Teacher Pi: ​​"What is your dream in the future? Or you can share your target university with everyone."

"Dream, I...haven't thought it through yet." Bi Ziyun decided to tell the truth, "As for the target college, P University, who wouldn't want to be admitted to P University."

After a short self-introduction, he hurried off the podium amidst warm applause.

Many students have just arrived in the new classroom and haven't packed their belongings. There are schoolbags, umbrellas, water glasses, and everything else piled up beside the aisle in the classroom.

On the way back to her seat, Bi Ziyun tripped over a classmate's umbrella, but fortunately she held onto the desk next to her in time, so she didn't fall over.

He saw from the corner of his eye that Fang Nan's lips were slightly pursed when he was almost tripped.

Slipping back to his seat, Bi Ziyun gave Fang Nan who was diagonally behind him a hard look.

The next few people who came to the stage to introduce themselves were all girls. There were only a few reasons why everyone chose the essays. They liked liberal arts, they were interested in majors and jobs, they were not good at science, and so on.

While the students were introducing themselves, Bi Ziyun wanted to find an opportunity to make up two more questions, but Teacher Pi had been using his height advantage to stare at the entire classroom condescendingly, and he hadn't been able to find a suitable opportunity.

After more than ten minutes, Teacher Pi said, "Next, student Fang Nanfang."

The eyes of the whole class were all focused on Fang Nan, who was in the last row. Fang Xueba, who was well-known throughout the school, of course, everyone knew about it.

Bi Ziyun also gloated and turned his head with his classmates, wanting to see how Fang Nan would solve his social terror problem.

Fang Nan got up from his seat, silently looking at the aisle between the first group and the second group.

Bi Ziyun almost fell here just now.

He walked out of his seat, stood there for about ten seconds, then left his seat and walked out of the classroom through the back door.

all the classmates:? ? ?

Finally, it was the turn of Fang Xueba, whose name was Geng Geng, to introduce himself. Why did he just leave?

Mr. Pi obviously didn't react, he just wanted this classmate to introduce himself, why did he just put down the burden and leave?

The atmosphere in the class suddenly became a little dignified.

Unexpectedly, half a minute later, Fang Nan walked in through the front door of the classroom under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"There are too many clutter in the aisle, so it's inconvenient to go on stage." He stepped onto the podium and said to the stunned classmates, "Hi everyone, my name is Fang Nan, and I'm from Class One (11) of Senior High."

Bi Ziyun:? ? ?

Good guy, this man wanted to take the opportunity to mock himself, on purpose.

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: I really want to eat coconut chicken 2 pieces; humpback 1 piece; thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 50 bottles of humpback;

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28. Uncle Huai

"Hi everyone, my name is Fang Nan, and I'm from Class 11, Senior One."

Fang Nan ignored Bi Ziyun's murderous gaze, and continued, "My hobby is playing basketball, and my target school is Q University."

"thank you all."

Teacher Pi flipped through the roster in his hand: "By the way, student Fang, why did you choose to study literature? I have seen Gu Nan's performance list last year, and your physical and chemical students are very good. Why don't you continue to study science?"

This was something that puzzled the students in class [-]. Everyone thought that Fang Nan could study science, but they didn't expect to meet him in the liberal arts class.

All eyes were fixed on Fang Nan on the podium, only Bi Ziyun buried his head and rummaged through the bound exercise books among the piles of books.

He turned the exercise book from the preface to the last page, and moved from the left side of the desk to the right side of the desk, repeating the same action over and over again.

"There is no reason." Fang Nan said, "It was decided on a whim."

"There must always be some reason." Mr. Pi asked, "Is there a subject I like, and I want to do a job related to liberal arts in the future? Is there any special reason?"

"It's because of one person."

As soon as the class teacher finished speaking, Fang Nan opened his mouth.

The movement in Bi Ziyun's hands stopped, and he threw all the messy booklets back to their original positions, and raised his head to stare at the people on the podium.

"Yo, it seems that there is a situation?" Mr. Pi smiled.

The girls in Class [-] also seemed to have heard some shocking gossip, and they all began to whisper.

Peew motioned the students to be quiet and listen to Fang Nan himself.

"It's because of my dad." Fang Nan avoided the gaze cast on him, "My dad didn't want me to study literature, so I wanted to go against him, so I chose."

"Oh—" There was a disappointed voice in the classroom.

I thought he was going to say something special, but it turned out that it wasn't because of his parents.

Bi Ziyun didn't raise his head until Fang Nan walked back to his seat.

His fingertips kept stroking the math exercise book on the table, rolling up a small corner of the book cover.

Bi Ziyun didn't remember the names of the students who came to the stage later, but only remembered that several of them said that they wanted to apply for universities in Beijing in the future.He picked up his summer homework and casually flipped through a few pages, only to find that he had no intention of continuing to make up the homework.

I shouldn't be in any Wen A class.The first is that her academic performance is not good, even if she comes, she can't keep up with everyone's progress, and the second is Fang Nan.

Fang Nan chooses essays or reasoning, what does it matter to him?In the past few days, he has been frantically making up for the gaps in homework. From time to time, he always wonders why Fang Nan chooses essays.It's because science is too boring and I'm tired of learning, and I have nothing to do to abuse food. I still think the same as my teachers and classmates, and I have a favorite major and a job I want to do.

Is there a slight chance that it is because

The moment Fang Nan stepped onto the podium and began to speak, Bi Ziyun heard his heart beating in his chest.

After listening to Fang Nan's self-introduction, he seemed to lose something in his heart.

What is he thinking randomly, he thinks that other people have nothing to do, but he is actually the one who has the most idle time.

"Alright, next classmate, Song Huaishu."

A tall and strong boy who was also sitting in the last row stood up from his seat.

After Fang Nan's hint just now, many students had already put away the sundries piled up beside the aisle. However, because Song Huaishu was too big, he accidentally knocked over a girl's pencil case while walking through the aisle.

"Hi everyone, my name is Song Huaishu." Song Huaishu picked up the girl's pencil case and scratched her head embarrassedly, "I have an old face, and my classmates used to call me Uncle Huai, that uncle's uncle, everyone If you don't mind, you can also call me Uncle Huai."

The moment he raised his arm, he accidentally knocked over the triangular ruler on the desk.The triangular ruler fell on the desks of the students in the front row, fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

The students in the class didn't know at this time that in the following two years, there were always legends about Uncle Caring circulating in Class [-].

Once when Uncle Huai was on duty, he knocked down the books in the front row.

The next day in class, there was a story about Uncle Huai flipping through a row of books when he was on duty.

On the third day, there was a story in the class that Uncle Huai turned around and turned over half the desks of the class when he was on duty.

On the fourth day, there was a story in the class that Uncle Huai carried the desks of the whole class on his back for easy cleaning when he was on duty.

A week later, stories about Uncle Huai collapsing Pig's desk were circulating in the class.

Until Bi Ziyun University started playing League of Legends, he had always believed that Uncle Huai could run all the way through the middle and smash the crystal tower on the opposite side.

Song Huaishu looked very honest and honest. After introducing himself, he greeted Fang Nan in the last row in front of the whole class: "Hi, Brother Nan!"

Fang Nan nodded, raised his arm and waved it as a greeting to him.

"Both of us are on the school basketball team," Song Huaishu said cheerfully to the class, "I never expected to be in the same class as Brother Nan before."

Teacher Pi leaned against the desk, and said to Song Huaishu with a smile: "Speaking of which, this classmate Song and I met yesterday, didn't we?"

When Song Huaishu heard what Lao Ban said, his whole body blushed to the base of his neck instantly, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

"Yes, yes..." He stammered twice, he couldn't continue, "I, when I was playing yesterday, I recognized you, teacher...as a classmate."

The whole class was laughing, Bi Ziyun was also very happy, and this new classmate named Song Huaishu was too funny.

By the time the whole class has finished introducing themselves, more than half of the first two classes have passed.

Teacher Pi gave the students a general introduction to the teaching progress of Class A, and then wrote three time periods on the blackboard: "Our class and Class [-] are the top classes in arts and sciences in grades, and everyone shoulders the burden of taking the exams in key colleges and universities. The mission, the learning tasks will naturally be heavier than other classes. The grade wants our two classes to add an extra class every day, and use this time to do surprise quizzes in various subjects."

"Now there are three optional time slots, which are half an hour before lunch class, half an hour after school, and half an hour after evening self-study. If you want to choose a time slot, please raise your hand. The time slot with the most votes will be used in the future. Come take the test."

"If you agree to the half hour before lunch, please raise your hand."

Bi Ziyun was thinking about the braised fish her mother made, and didn't move.

"Students half an hour after school?"

Bi Ziyun glanced at Fang Nan who was diagonally behind him, and saw that Fang Nan had no intention of moving at all.

He thought about it in his heart, and he wanted to go home for dinner at noon.