After wearing the book, I was with Bai Yueguang

Mingcheng No. [-] Middle School is located in the city center of Mingcheng. The location is extremely superior. The surrounding roads extend in all directions. There are also many shopping malls and boutiques that students love to visit.

At the beginning of October, just after the one-day National Day holiday, the sophomore students of Mingcheng No. [-] Middle School returned to school and started classes.

On the third floor of Zhili Building, the classroom on the far left belongs to the key liberal arts class in the second grade.

Although the holiday is only one day, it does not affect the mood of the students to become a little impetuous and noisy after returning to school.

"Hey, I heard that our class is going to transfer new students?"

"That's right, that's right, I've heard that too. It seems that he was transferred from Beijiang. When I went to Lao Ban's office to get the paper yesterday, I heard him on the phone."

"Our liberal arts is better, and there is no problem of too much progress when we transfer over. It's just that we don't know if the new students get along well."

"Hahahaha—" The sports committee member, who is very familiar with the girls who were discussing the topic, rushed over and said mysteriously, "It is said——she is a big beauty!"

"Wow, where did you get the news?"

"How pretty?"

"Shanren has its own channels, you don't understand." The sports committee member shook his head and pretended to be profound, "Anyway, she will come to report today, you will know when you see it!"

"Cough, cough, cough." The study committee member got up and coughed and cleared his throat. "The team leader is starting to collect the homework. Hurry up and submit it to the representatives of each subject."

"—Ah!" A student in the seat wailed, "Give me some time if I haven't finished writing—"

There are also students who don't talk too much, and work hard to copy.

In the second half of the classroom, there was a teenager lying on a table near the outer window.The homework assigned by the teacher during the holidays was placed one by one in the upper right corner of the table one by one in advance, and the group leader who collected the homework automatically chose the one he wanted to collect, tacitly did not disturb him.

"Etc., etc--"

The young man rushed over with a soy milk bun at the front desk, pressed the hand of the group leader who was collecting English homework, "Give me a minute! I will read the answer in English!"

He put the soya-bean milk buns on the boy's desk, then flipped through the boy's test paper very skillfully, turned around and sat down, ticked off the English reading option on his own paper in one go.

The soy milk buns were still steaming, the boy straightened up silently and reached out to take them.

The soy milk was covered with a plastic bag from top to bottom, and another plastic bag from bottom to top. The two bags completely covered the cup lid and straw.

The boy deftly untied the knots on the plastic bag with his fingers, and the morning sun cast a river of light on his desk.

Not more than one minute and not less than one minute, the front desk handed the English test papers of himself and the boy to the group leader who collected the homework.

"Fortunately, I caught up with it. The road is blocked today. There are really many people visiting Mingcheng."

For high school sophomores, the National Day holiday is almost nothing, and it means that they have to complete more holiday homework than usual in just one day.But for the working party who has a rare seven-day National Day holiday, it is a good time for travel and vacation.The huge crowds of people at various scenic spots can't stop them from traveling.

Mingcheng is a well-known tourist city in the south of China. During the National Day holiday, the roads are not the most congested, but only more congested. The famous online celebrity shops in the city center often line up for hundreds of tables to start.

The young man concentrated on eating steamed stuffed buns and drinking soy milk. If he didn't sit at the front table, he didn't care about the front table. He thought to himself, "I will be able to clear the new game when I get home from school today!"

"We have a weekly exam tomorrow."

The young man's voice was cold, as cool as jade.

The salty fish at the front table was sincere, "Brother Qing, you are the first one anyway, here, it doesn't matter if I take the second or third place in the exam—"

The classmates next to him laughed, "Li Ersan, you are so boastful about Haikou, be careful of overturning the car."

"That's right, the new classmate who came today might kill you."

"Ji He also said that he practiced hard during the holidays, and this time he will definitely push you out of the top three—"

Student Li at the front desk blew his beard and stared, shaking his voice, "Why are they talking one by one! Did I, Li Ersan, overturn the car! No!"

The subjects of Mingcheng No. [-] Middle School started in the second year of senior high school, but the two key classes set up in the first year of senior high school actually tended to be arts and science classes. The other class had a physics teacher as the head teacher, and this class had an English teacher as the head teacher.

After the second year of high school, the physics teacher led the key science class, and the English teacher led the liberal arts key class. Most of the students in the classes the two of them originally led remained, and only a small part flowed.

Classmate Li, nicknamed "Li Ersan", has been hovering between the second and third in the class since the first exam in the first year of high school. No.1 will always be his current back desk Xu Qing.

They were still playing around, Xu Qing finished his breakfast while nibbling, and the representative of the Chinese class came to the podium.

"Ahem, be quiet! Read the content this morning - please turn to page 36 of the textbook..."

Xu Qing spread out the Chinese book and put it aside, looking down, as if browsing the text on the textbook.

As time passed, the coldness of the autumn morning slowly faded away in the sun, and the sun rose a little bit.

After one Chinese class and one math class, half of the morning class is over, and there are three 10-minute breaks for the students to do radio gymnastics.

Line up, finish a set of radio gymnastics, and then return to the classroom with the flow of people. There are still 10 minutes before the start of the next math class.

Xu Qing found out the accommodation application form that was printed and filled out yesterday, and went to the class teacher's office.

At this point, there are only two or three teachers in the office.

Teacher Zhang, the class teacher, was talking to a strange girl.

The long black hair hangs down to her waist softly, and the tail of her hair gently sweeps as she nods.Xu Qing approached, and the faint fragrance of her body was particularly obvious under the fume of the office air conditioner.

"Teacher Zhang."

"Huh? It's Xu Qing. What can I do for you?" Teacher Zhang has been in their class since the first year of high school, and she likes Xu Qing very much.Occupying No.1 all the year round is certainly a plus in the teacher's heart, but Xu Qing herself is also very lovable.

The strange girl glanced curiously at Xu Qing's eyebrows, eyes, lip line, whitening collar, frayed cuffs...

When handing over the accommodation application form to Teacher Zhang, Xu Qing subconsciously glanced at the girl next to her.

Meeting Xu Qing's gaze, the girl raised the corners of her mouth very skillfully, and a very standard smile appeared on her face.

She didn't interrupt his conversation with Mr. Zhang.

Xu Qing quickly withdrew her attention and handed over the accommodation application form she was clutching in her hand, "Mr. Zhang, I want to apply for accommodation with you. I wonder if there is any vacancy in the school dormitory?"

Teacher Zhang took over the neatly filled application form, glanced at it briefly, and pondered for a moment, "The accommodation arrangement for this semester will be decided at the beginning of the semester, but don't worry, I'll ask you. Give you an answer."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Zhang." After receiving Teacher Zhang's reply, Xu Qing was ready to leave for the classroom.

But he didn't have time to turn around, so he heard Teacher Zhang asking him what the next class was.

"It's mathematics. Teacher Dong is going to explain the papers left in the previous class."

Teacher Zhang thought for a while, and introduced to Xu Qing: "This is a new student who is about to transfer to our class. You can take this class to get her familiar with the environment on campus."

Seeing his gaze again, the new classmate slightly bent his eyes, "Hello."

Xu Qing led the new classmates out of the office, and Teacher Dong, who was correcting the papers across the table, pretended to be dissatisfied, "Mr. Zhang, you are really too, I still want Xu Qing to give a lecture later."

Teacher Zhang smiled knowingly, "He has a perfect score again."

"Yes." Teacher Dong nodded, very satisfied with his favorite student, and the topic turned to the new student, "Is that the lady from the Gu family?"

The Gu family in Beijiang, a prominent family for generations, now the head of the Gu family, Gu Qingfeng, for his daughter to live comfortably in Mingcheng No. [-] Middle School, negotiated an investment for No. [-] Middle School early on, and replaced all kinds of teaching equipment with new ones from beginning to end. One wave even built a few more buildings for Mingcheng No. [-] Middle School.

Teacher Zhang nodded acquiescingly, with some helplessness in his words, "The principal said that the Gu family hoped to arrange a good student tutor for her..."

After reading Miss Gu's report card in Beijiang, Teacher Zhang was ready for the average score of her class to be lowered.

But since the Gu family made a request, he still wanted to rescue him, "Xu Qing is the first in the grade, and he usually gives stable lectures. I want him to tutor."

"Very good." Teacher Dong recalled the conversation he overheard just now. This classmate Gu has a cheerful and generous personality, and he knows how to measure himself. He thinks he can complement Xu Qing.

As a teacher, I am always used to treating my students as their own children. Xu Qing rarely makes friends in the class and is withdrawn. How can they not worry?

She looked at the time on her watch again, and said goodbye to Teacher Zhang, "I'm going to class first."