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Team class.

"Fifth Middle School has always been a wonderful school that doesn't play tricks, all because they have an elegant, kind, romantic principal.

"The years when the principal took office were the most exciting years for the students of the Fifth Middle School in their spare time.

"It is reasonable to say that a school in a small county should only care about the enrollment rate, and it is useless to engage in too many recreational activities. But the principal who is still childlike is very fashionable. He not only watches cartoons, but also uses Weibo. He can talk eloquently at the exchange meeting, and he can brag with the students in his spare time.

"He also organized grade-level excursions and movies. He did a lot of research and always wanted to add a little more fun to the boring campus life of the students..."

"No, monitor, what exactly do you want to express?"

Someone under the podium was already watching the ppt impatiently, so they interrupted Wen Mingche's opening remarks. He pushed his glasses and returned a smile that could not reveal any emotions: "The principal is always very considerate of students, so this time the school celebration The activities have been changed, and based on the opinions of most of the students in the whole grade, it is decided that the campus practice activities will be held as a unit of class groups from the next Thursday to Friday after the monthly exam."

There was booing in the classroom, and the junior high school staff knew that the so-called practical activities were actually voluntary cleaning of the school, and points would be deducted if they didn't do well.Although the students complained, they still had expectations for the campus practice—after all, there was no class on that day.

"Be quiet! Listen to me!" Wen Mingche pushed his glasses again, and patted the podium with "bang bang bang" to calm the restlessness. "This time the practical activities are different. I have seen the campus activities in cartoons." Right? That’s what we’re going to do this time, move the chairs outside, make the classrooms empty, put up exhibitions, sell things too…”

Everyone took a breath, and then started a heated discussion from left to right, one group was louder than the other—basically the whole grade was like this, Fifth Middle School ushered in the noisiest class meeting ever.

I don’t know if all the classes are like this, no matter how noisy the class is, as long as one person finds someone walking to the door of the classroom, the whole class will immediately quiet down strangely, bowing their heads and pretending to be studying seriously, like a kind of mysterious Ceremony——Maybe it's because I'm afraid of the teacher and I'm used to it.

But after a few seconds of silence, everyone would raise their heads in unison, as if there was a secret signal—and laugh.

When Lin Lian swaggered into the classroom, the class was abruptly quiet for two seconds, and then someone gave a laugh as if relieved, and the whole class began to laugh inexplicably.

Lin Lian calmly walked to the seat next to Jiang Cun, sat down without notice, and took out a few papers from the drawer. With a wide hand, he secretly wiped a handful of oil from Jiang Cun's body, and brushed the back of his hand across his cheeks. thigh.

It's a pity that Jiang Cun didn't react at all, he just wondered: "Is this your position?"

"Otherwise? I'll get some draft paper." Lin Lian supported his head with his hands, tilted his head and looked at him intentionally, "I changed classes after I was divided into different subjects. What a coincidence, we are also at the same table, right?"

Almost all the classrooms will be used as examination rooms for final exams. Originally, the desks needed to be emptied, but Lin Lian was too lazy to take them home, so he dragged the entire desk to the end of the teaching building and put it next to the trash can. ; After the school started, he was divided into classes. I don’t know which kind-hearted person helped him move the desk back, and the scattered papers were not thrown away. Sometimes he used the name of "taking books" to join classes openly.

Jiang Cun originally wanted to ask "Will you be scolded by the teacher if you skip classes like this", but thinking that Lin Lian skipped a week's afternoon self-study class to watch his own painting, he should also be a master who has a gold medal for avoiding death, so he no longer Opening their mouths, the two fell into inexplicable silence.

Lin Lian didn't feel embarrassed, just sat like this, looking at Jiang Cun motionless.Jiang Cun glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and felt the temperature on his face scald again, and his back was stiff.

"Are you afraid of me? You blush when you see me?"

With a frivolous tone and a frivolous expression, Jiang Cun felt that Lin Lian had returned to his factory settings, and that the stupid and talkative Brother Lian in the studio might be a fake.

"No, I just..."

Jiang Cun felt that his mouth was dry and he didn't know how to answer. It happened that the get out of class bell rang untimely, so he tried to get out of the classroom, but Lin Lian grabbed his wrist.

"No, it's just what?" Lin Lian smirked, and grabbed his shoulders, wishing he couldn't move on to the next step, "Will Brother Lian tell you how to finish the sentence?"

His voice was not loud, but it was drowned in the volume of the get out of class bell and the laughter of the students, only the two of them could hear clearly.

I don’t know why those hot days pass so slowly. I don’t know why the school bell that I’ve been bored for 1 years suddenly sounds nice. At first, I wanted to avoid him. It's only been three weeks. Why do I suddenly feel that my heartbeat is out of control?

——Is it love at first sight?

"You are finished, Lin Lian, you will definitely like Jiang Cun."

He said this to himself in his heart.

He used to play around with many girlfriends before, and he has already grasped what girls like to eat, but this is the first time he really likes boys, he is not as relaxed as he looks on the surface, I don't know how to win the favor of a boy who is blind and blushing.

He just wanted to say a few more words to him.

He just wanted to keep looking at him.

In order to prepare for the monthly exam, Lin Lian took a break from his studies and didn't bother Jiang Cun before the exam.He also knows that he is not a genius, and his good grades are all due to five points of talent and five points of hard work. Seduce the little white rabbit.

There is a saying in the ancients that the color makes the mind faint, Lin Lian feels that the ancients are sincere and not deceiving.

He just has an aboveboard and evil taste, he just likes to see Jiang Cun blushing, he just wants to pull his ears, he just wants to hug him and kiss him, and he likes him because of all these inexplicable reasons that are not reasons.

The two of them added WeChat after the fight in the clinic, but Jiang Cun didn't play with his mobile phone very much, and the mobile phone was used as a decoration, so Lin Lian found that he seemed to be drifting away when he didn't seem to read his news at all, and started various emoticons and article links bombing.

And when he confirmed that he liked Jiang Cun, he suddenly felt like a little girl, as if he had to make a draft first when talking to him.

He regards WeChat chat as his draft box.

He hoped that Jiang Cun could see those words, but he didn't want him to see them with a little shame.

At 11:30 in the evening, the day of the power outage was tiresome and uncomfortable. Lin Lian was half asleep and half awake in bed, unable to sleep peacefully due to the heat, when the phone suddenly "buzzed" on, and the interface read "You have an unread message".

He took the phone in a daze, and suddenly woke up.

On the WeChat chat interface, the avatar on the right sent countless messages like swiping the screen, and the avatar on the left replied with a word.

"it is good."

The sentence on the bubble is: "Go out to eat hot pot after the monthly exam?"

At that moment, Lin Lian felt as if a small firework had exploded in his heart, and the "Dream Wedding" in his mind began to play out at three times the speed. He suddenly understood what it was like to like someone, and began to understand what he used to disdain, An article that feels sour.

Tsk, Brother Lian feels like a young girl in Huaichun.

Looking through the previous chat records, what are they?

——"Shocked! Buzhuan is not Chinese! 90.00% of nine people know..."

—— "Forward the lottery, forward this post + screenshot to me, get it for free..."

——"100% effective! Reviewing before the exam, you will improve by [-] points!"

Lin Lian was really bored. When politics broke down, he swiped Moments and shared all the dynamics of his relatives and elders with Jiang Cun. In this way, he swiped to 99+ chat records.

And there is also a little ulterior secret mixed in, inadvertently, every few dozen links, he would send some rustic love words to tease Jiang Cun.

For example, "Life is not satisfactory in this world, but why I like you", or "God loves the world, I love you".

But these news were all sent a week ago, and Jiang Cun probably scratched his fingers before turning them over so early.

Holding his mobile phone, he found a cute emoticon package from a pile of sand sculptured panda heads in the photo album - a little girl pouting, with a pink filter and the word "mua".

【Album】-【Picture】-【Send】

It was done in one go, and then he quickly knocked "good night" and turned off the phone.

In this way, when you wake up the next day, there will be a reminder of new news.

Every time he saw the word "good dream" that Jiang Cun replied, he would be involuntarily happy.

Sometimes Lin Lian is really childish and cute.

The consequence of harassing Jiang Cun was that he was almost late for school on Monday, suffered from insomnia in the middle of the night, and went to school with dark circles under his eyes.He couldn't help covering his face with a book even though he didn't doze off in class, and fell asleep all morning.

Among other things, Lin Lian has a big temper. Most of the time he claims to be gentle, but no matter who it is, as long as someone disturbs his sleep, he may swing a stool to chop people.

The substitute history teacher is 50 years old, bald, and his surname is Zhan. He always speaks with a strong sense of superiority, always saying "you are a small county", and always likes to assign meaningless copying when assigning homework. Classes are more commonplace.

The students in Class [-] have a good temper, but this teacher has already aroused public outrage after he came to replace the class for less than a week, and his bad attitude can be seen.

Cultural people have different ways of swearing. For example, they write Tibetan acrostics and paste them on the wall, for example, when they get up to answer questions, they point fingers and curse flowers.It's a pity that the opponent and they are not in the same chat channel, it seems too stupid to find anything.

Teacher Zhan didn't know how crazy Lin Lian was, but he couldn't see people sleeping in his class. When he walked to Lin Lian's desk, he jokingly asked, "You small town, don't think that you can do whatever you want after studying the top class. The table is pretty hard, it’s best to go home to sleep, what did you do last night? Did you get full marks in the history test?”

In the dream, Lin Lian heard someone talking, opened his eyes, raised his head slowly, twisted his eyebrows into the word "Chuan", slammed the table hard, and stood up.

The whole class roared with laughter. Teacher Zhan probably felt that he had lost face, so he frowned and looked around, but unfortunately he couldn't calm down the commotion.

The teacher was shorter than him, so he just stared at the teacher condescendingly for a few seconds, and swallowed the anger that rose to his throat, but his face remained the same impatient: "Teacher, I respect you, and I don't want to scold you. "

Then he used his unvented anger to kick down the table fiercely, and the books and materials on the table were scattered all over the floor. He put on his school uniform jacket, and when he walked out of the classroom door, he looked back at someone and smiled. : "I'm sorry, I just woke up and have a bad temper. Teacher, you have a lot of adults, so don't bother with me? I will apologize to you later."

Teacher Zhan threw the book on the podium, and some untimely laughter erupted in the classroom. Most people still held back and did not dare to laugh.

In a few seconds, Lin Lian turned his head back again, with a brighter smile, and said loudly, "I forgot to report to the teacher. Last semester's final exam, I was the only one with a perfect score in history."

Exhaust, too exasperated.

It's a pity that I didn't get rid of my anger for 2 minutes. The grade director who happened to be wandering around just now saw the scene, and dragged Lin Lian in the corridor for 5 minutes. He was stunned to wake up from the family training; Realizing that he had done something stupid, he pouted and walked into the classroom with a low voice: "Teacher, I'm sorry."

"Speak up!" the grade director roared.

"sorry!"

"Speak louder!" The grade director continued to roar

"sorry!"