Five years simulation three years first

The third year of high school starts two weeks earlier than other grades, and the first task is to move the classroom.

Lu Xiaonan copied a loudspeaker from the sports team and stood on the podium: "Class [-] of Senior High School has [-] sets of desks and chairs less than our class, and the male students consciously move up. Rag broom to do the housecleaning."

The literary and art committee member and a few female classmates carried a rolled-up paper tube and were about to go upstairs.Tai Mei passed them with a set of tables and chairs, and asked, "What is this?"

"Wall paper," a girl patted the paper tube and said, "It was requested by the Teaching Office."

Yu Shaochun was stuck behind Tai Mei with a set of tables and chairs, and kicked him with a bit of impatience: "Get out, get out, no one cares about you talking about a few dollars, here Are you sick?"

Tai Mei was wronged.

As soon as he put away his strong desire to share and turned around, he saw a stack of exercise books on the table that Yu Shaochun was moving.

"Mr. Yu, haven't you finished moving all your things?" Although Tai Mei was despised by others, she still couldn't help her gossiping spirit.

Yu Shaochun endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back and scolded him again: "Do you not understand people's language? If you want to ask something, go up and ask, I'm going to be exhausted."

Comrade Yu Shaochun, who was forced to do manual labor, was a little more irritable than usual, and he became impatient after he didn't say a few words properly.Tai Mei didn't want to offend him, so she moaned and dragged a set of desks upstairs.

Yu Shaochun's stuff has indeed been moved.

The set in hand now is not his.

Last night was a bit tossed, he was very guilty, and took the initiative to do good deeds to help his boyfriend move books.

When a group of people who don't do sports at all on weekdays moved the tables and chairs upstairs, the girls who had previously said that they would arrange the posters were already busy.

The so-called wall posters are actually large-scale printed posters and cut-out letters and symbols. At this time, a little collage will do.Among the piles of cursive characters and pictures of animals, a huge table is particularly eye-catching.

The form is about one meter long and occupies half of the wall behind the wall. It lists the admission scores of the famous 985211 colleges and universities in the country this year, last year and the year before last.

Tang Qian wailed: "I don't want to face reality!"

Li Guohao put the desk and chairs in the classroom, and ran to the back in disbelief: "Let me see which university I can go to with my final grades last time."

Lu Xiaonan frowned: "Clean everything that should be cleaned first, and then look at those - don't open the window!"

A student opened the window with a puzzled face, and then his face was covered with dust accumulated on the window sill.

The classroom had been vacant for more than two months, and the desks and chairs were covered with dust, which was blown by the wind and filled the room.

Lu Xiaonan didn't dare to delay, and quickly assigned tasks to this group of people.

Feng Zhou was sent to clean the windows.

He always wondered if Lu Xiaonan knew something, so he pulled up the collar of his clothes to cover up the red mark that might not exist, and took a rag to clean the window.

The windows of No. [-] Middle School are connected, and a large row of glass runs from the head to the end of the classroom.When the weather is good, whether viewed from the outside or indoors, it will shine in the sun.

But that doesn't mean the window cleaners like it.

As soon as Feng Zhou stood on the windowsill, he felt so damn dazzling.

It was just after eleven o'clock, which happened to be the time when the sun was at its most poisonous in late summer.A strong sunlight shines on the glass from obliquely above, refracting a rainbow-like colorful light on the window sill.

Feng Zhou raised the rag in his hand, and blocked the direct sunlight with his arms, reminding him of an incident in junior high school for no reason.

At that time, besides him, there was another young boy who was obsessed with science in the class.

The little boy is short, wears glasses like a pair of bottle bottoms, and walks alone in and out of school, even more mysterious than Feng Zhou.

Although Feng Tiancai is a bastard, he is also a paper tiger. He has always been "principled" and only bullies Feng Zhouzhou.So this little boy belongs to the kind of existence that is ignored by the whole class.

Then one summer, the little scientist did something amazing.

He took a piece of white paper and put it on the window sill, as if he wanted to do an experiment similar to the study of how colors reflect heat. Someone who was more leisurely put a magnifying glass on the paper and almost set the curtains on fire.

The little boy admitted that he only put white paper, but refused to admit that he had added a magnifying glass, and confronted the teacher in the office all afternoon without any results, so he had to let it go.

Reminiscing from this old incident, Feng Zhou recalled the accident that Yu Shaochun stole sodium-boiled eggs from the laboratory, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

I don't know when it started, but as soon as he thought of this very unreliable second grader, he felt inexplicably happy.

The sun slowly tilted from obliquely forward to directly above, getting hotter and hotter.

Feng Zhou was a little dizzy from the sun, and slowly moved from one window to the other, raising his hand to lift the rag.

Chen Si passed by carrying a mop from below, and said worriedly: "Feng Bao, be careful."

Feng Zhou lowered his eyes and saw that the little classmate was covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Comrade Lu Xiaonan is very Spartan in his work. He knows that only in a harsh environment can people's potential be stimulated. If the air conditioner is turned on, this group of people will never work hard, and they can just hang around until after school.

So she controlled the remote control of the air conditioner and never let go, promising to turn on the air conditioner to celebrate as soon as she finished her work, and she was absolutely not an ass.

Chen Si gave him a thumbs up with a bitter face, and left with the mop on his shoulders.

Feng Zhou turned around after talking with the man, only to feel that the sunlight in front of him was a little more glaring, so he narrowed his eyes and held up the rag again, but his feet swayed suddenly.

He hastily took a small step to the side, but someone sprinkled half of the puddle of water beside him, and this step happened to step on the water.

Something bad happened.

The window sill was originally narrow, but Feng Zhou slipped and leaned back.

In the moment of weightlessness, he seemed to hear the girl's scream and the turmoil of the whole world.

With a "bang", it seemed that someone slammed into the table and ran towards him.

The expected landing on the back of the head did not come.

He landed firmly in someone's arms, and his head was crushed by an arm.

Lu Xiaonan rushed over with a pale face, and immediately asked, "Where did you fall? Is it important? What about you? Are you important?"

Feng Zhou's mind was in chaos.

He wanted to stand up, but he didn't have any strength in his legs, and his hands trembled suddenly, and he couldn't even hold a rag.

The people around gathered around and asked Feng Zhou what was wrong.Feng Zhou wanted to answer, but the world was spinning again before his eyes.

Yu Shaochun slowly helped him up, frowned and said, "It's probably heat stroke."

Feng Zhou sighed in his heart.

It's really hard to describe my physique like this.

"Mr. Yu, your leg..." Tang Qian hesitated to speak, and then hesitated, "No, doesn't it hurt?"

Yu Shaochun handed him the mop in his hand: "It's okay, hold it for me, I'll take him to the infirmary."

Feng Zhou stayed away from the sunlight, and at this moment he regained some strength, and wanted to break free from his arms.

But the people behind him refused to budge, locked his waist in his arms, and abruptly lifted him out of the classroom.

Big problem.

After turning around the stairs, he heard Yu Shaochun say coldly: "Didn't you eat this morning?"

Feng Zhou felt guilty and pretended not to hear.

"Don't pretend, didn't you still have the strength to struggle just now?" Yu Shaochun was merciless, "Who told me that I had dinner this morning?"

Feng Zhou sighed secretly.

Last night, he failed to refuse someone's unreasonable request for a while, and was tormented until almost midnight before falling asleep, and he almost didn't get up in the morning.

In order not to delay the daily question of morning self-study, Feng Zhou declined Yu Shaochun's invitation to breakfast, and overcame the discomfort of body and soul to arrive at the classroom on time.

Can be described as dedicated.

The school doctor was a little surprised when he saw the person being escorted: "Why do you have heatstroke?"

Yu Shaochun said expressionlessly on the side: "I didn't eat in the morning, and I was exposed to the sun for too long when I was cleaning the windows."

"You young people now," the school doctor shook his head, "you are not fit enough, and you are always willing to stay up late drinking and eating junk food, especially you high school seniors, don't think that driving late at night can make up for the daytime... ..”

Feng Zhou bowed his head to be scolded, the palpitations caused by hypoglycemia before were still in trouble, but he always felt that the people around him seemed to be in a bad mood.He thought for a while, then quietly stretched out his hand under the cover of the table, and hooked Yu Shaochun's finger.

The man frowned slightly, and took his hand away mercilessly.

"...Breakfast is very important, as are lunch and dinner," the school doctor concluded. "Lie down for a while, how about you? Are you okay?"

Yu Shaochun realized that she was calling him, and was taken aback for a moment: "It's okay."

The school doctor turned back to the next room: "Go out and buy him a bottle of rock candy pears and come back to drink, and it will be fine after drinking."

Yu Shaochun responded.

Feng Zhou leaned against the head of the bed, watched his leaving back, and sighed slightly.

At this time, most of the classes that should be moved have been moved, and some boys who can’t be idle laughed and hooked their shoulders to play on the basketball court. On the playground not far away, there were new high school students in military training, a group of students in army green camouflage uniforms Standing in the sun, people are like rows of green onion trees.

Feng Zhou was a little lost in thought.

When he went to the teaching office to fill out the form in the morning, he wrote Class [-] of Senior Two by hand, and he realized something when he finished writing, and scribbled Grade [-] as Senior [-].

With new students joining the school, you will meet some new faces in the corridors every day.The class card was changed from Senior Two to Senior Three, and the classroom was changed from the third floor to the fourth floor.

Graduation and parting are very close to me, so close that I can reach them at my fingertips.

I don't know if it's because of my poor physical condition, but also my mood.

If it was the former self, he would never care about this kind of difference, which is one of the reasons why he was pointed at by his junior high school classmates as cold-blooded.

But it's different here.

Here he met friends, good teachers and classmates, and——

Feng Zhouruo turned his head when he felt something, and saw a young boy with a bad complexion standing at the door of the infirmary and looking at him, his breath was slightly flustered, he was holding a plastic bag in his hand, and he could faintly see the colorful snack packaging bags inside

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