Focus on the scene

◎If you have the ability, you can copy it several times◎

"Have you two finished talking about your life?" Hu Luo asked.

Ji and Jing, who had been immersed in their respective small worlds, turned their heads in horror and met Hu Luo's slightly cold face.

In fact, Hu Luo is also very helpless. He is the grade director. It is his job to wander outside the corridors of each class from time to time, and he also likes this job very much. It can not only exercise, but also urge students to study hard.

The students naturally know Hu Luo's hobby, because they don't know when Hu Luo will come out for a walk, and they will pay attention to each other in class. Even if they are deserting, they will immediately concentrate when they catch a glimpse of his bald head from the corner of their eyes. Pretend that you are paying attention to the class.

Because of the vigilance of the students, Hu Luo has not caught anyone for a week.

Today, he didn't expect to be rewarded. The students on the first and second floors also gave him face. They really didn't leave him any flaws. Just when he was going to finish his class, he would call it a day and go back to the office. While having tea, two boys who were incompatible with the surrounding morning reading atmosphere entered his field of vision.

In the end, it was his own child who was cruel and didn't give him any face as the head teacher.

"Keep talking." Hu Luo said, "Isn't that a good thing to say? A [-]-word review shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

Jing Jie cleared his throat, but said nothing.

In fact, Ji Huai was comforted by Jingjie's words. If Hu Luo hadn't appeared at such a time and given him a little time, he should be able to understand more.Now, those who pull him out of self-blame will suffer because of him. This is absolutely unbearable for him, and he immediately said: "He did it to enlighten me, this is called uniting classmates."

"Then you want to write two copies?" Hu Luo glared at him.

Ji Huai shrank his neck, "It's not impossible."

"Both of you, give a [-]-word review each, and give it to me next Monday." Hu Luo didn't give Ji Huai this chance, and simply assigned the task, "Don't copy it from the Internet, just take the content of the conversation you two just had. , The reason for the conversation and the experience are written down."

Ji Huai plucked up the courage to ask: "Do you support printing?"

"What do you think?" Hu Luo narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Ji Huai nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Hu Luo didn't bother to care if he knew what was right or not, and left after punishing him.

Jing Jie always felt that the back of Hu Luo leaving was somewhat... bleak.It seems that I never want to go back to this sad place.

This must be his illusion.

After the morning reading, Lin Wenxin and Liang Siyu looked at them straightly, as if the fire of gossip was burning in their eyes.

Ji Huai, who had already figured it out, felt relieved, and didn't want to bring up the past again, so he waved his hand and said, "I have nothing to share with you."

Lin Wenxin was a little hurt, "I haven't asked anything yet."

Ji Huai said: "It's useless to ask."

Lin Wenxin said: "Actually, I didn't really want to ask, the two of us basically listened to the whole process, okay?"

Ji Huai was a little surprised, turned his head to look at Jingjie, and said, "I think our voices are quite low."

Jing Jie nodded in agreement.

Liang Siyu said: "It's quite small, but it's not so that the two of us sitting in front of you can't hear it."

"Oh, so what's your opinion?"

Liang Siyu said: "It's not a good opinion, it's just a small suggestion. Brother Ji, didn't you say that you met that pervert? Then you should see his face. The monitor is so good at drawing, why don't you two try it?" Can you draw people?"

Jing Jie didn't know why he was able to drag himself into it when he was so good, he said helplessly: "The propaganda committee is not very good at drawing."

"No, no, no." Lin Wenxin, who was caught by the cue, shook her head again and again: "I'm just a scumbag!"

The two spoke modestly back and forth, and Ji Huai didn't pay attention to what the specific content was. He has been stuck in memories since he heard Liang Siyu's suggestion.

He did see the face of the mysterious person that day, but he only saw it for less than three seconds. It is impossible for him to describe it on the spot, let alone now a few days later.

Ji Huai sighed, interrupted the brainless exchange between the front table and the same table: "I don't remember."

Both of them shut up.

After a long time, Lin Wenxin said: "How normal is it? Face-blind people like us may not be able to remember seeing people for a day."

Liang Siyu nodded in agreement: "Yes, Wen Xin and I were in the same class last semester, but I only matched her face with her name at the beginning of this semester."

Lin Wenxin leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Are you face blind?"

Liang Siyu was confused: "It seems...isn't it?"

"You two are enough!" Ji Huai said, "Do you really think I can't hear you if you whisper something?"

Lin Wenxin coughed lightly, "Aren't you afraid that you will be sad again?"

Ji Huai couldn't feel sad when they made such a fuss, he sighed helplessly, and said, "It's not that sad, it's just a little regrettable."

"It doesn't matter, there is no one who can do things well for the first time." Lin Wenxin said: "It will be better in the future."

During class, Jingjie received a small note from his deskmate.

In order not to repeat the tragedy, he deliberately looked out of the podium and the window, and took the note after making sure that no one would find out.

A familiar Patrick was drawn on the note, but this time he stood up and waved to him to say thank you.

In fact, Jingjie regretted saying such a literary reassurance in front of Ji Huai, but after being tossed about by Hu Luo and the two girls in the front row, most of that regret has dissipated.

Let's just say it, at least the effect is pretty good.

Jing Jie took a few more glances at Pai Daxing, and suddenly wanted to give it a try, so he took a pen and drew a picture of Brother Squid next to Pai Daxing, and added the words "You're Welcome."

After Ji Huai received the note, he was overjoyed. Xu's expression was too turbulent, and he successfully attracted the attention of the math teacher, who called him to the stage to do the example problems on the blackboard.

Jing Jie took a quick look at Ji Huai's monthly exam results. Ji Huai's mathematics was not amazing, and he was only at the middle level in the tenth class.

The sample questions on the blackboard are new types of questions that the math teacher has not yet taught. Of course, Ji Huai, who never previews, can’t do it. And he got an extra homework tailor-made for him by his math teacher.

Copy the example questions ten times as a penalty.

Jing Jie felt that he was also somewhat responsible for this matter, so out of kindness, he copied it for the other party.

Ji Huai: "How many times do you copy it if you are capable?"

Jing Jie: "Nothing."

After school, Ji Huai did not forget that he had to clean the windows, obediently took the tissue he snatched from Lin Wenxin and went to work.

Jing Jie didn't sweep the floor, just put his schoolbag on his back and left.

The vegetable market in the side street is not on the main road, but you have to turn into an alley about ten meters long. There is a large yard surrounded by buildings. I don’t know who started the stall first. Anyway, when Jingjie knew about it, This is already a vegetable market.

The vegetable market is very lively, and there are many people in the small area. It is one reason, but the main reason is that almost all the people who come to buy vegetables are elderly grandpas and aunts. A few words.

Aunt Li asked Jingjie to buy potatoes, but she didn't specify how much she would buy. Jingjie could only do what she wanted, and squatted in front of a mother-in-law's stall to choose potatoes.

Since it is used as a staple food, for three people, buying ten should be enough.

Jingjie picked ten big ones and put them in the red plastic bag given by her mother-in-law.

"How much are these?" Jing Jie handed the bag to her mother-in-law.

"Brother! Look, the plane!" The trouser leg was torn by something, Jing Jie lowered his head, and saw a little boy holding a small model plane looking up at him eagerly.

Jing Jie didn't know this kid, but he felt that the other party must be looking at him like this to get some affirmation from him, so he nodded and said, "Well, I see, it's pretty good-looking."

"Xiaoyi! Come here, don't disturb brother." The person who spoke was probably the child's grandmother, a very energetic aunt.

The child gave Jingjie a big smile and ran back to grandma. Not far away, he was shopping at the stall next door.

Someone at the mother-in-law's booth came before Jing Jie, and the dishes had to be finished before Jing Jie. The mother-in-law was still weighing the other party's dishes, and Jing Jie was not in a hurry, just stood there and waited, never thinking about the price of the dishes. Didn't wait, but waited for a piece of gossip first.

The gossip was first brought up by the aunt with the little grandson, and the gossip was not a gossip at the beginning, it was purely talking about how bad the school was in No. [-] Middle School.

After hearing the other party say "basically there are not many good people who come out of No. [-] High School", Jing Jie finally couldn't help turning his head to look over.

The aunt said this to an elder sister. She thought her voice was very quiet, but in fact, everyone within two meters could hear it.

"It's Zhang Shu in our community. Her son came out of No. [-] Middle School. She didn't study well all day long. She didn't pass the college entrance examination. Now she's just hanging out on the street."

"Let me tell you, I saw her son last time. He was with several men, and all of them looked fierce."

"Oh, your son is about to enter junior high school. If you want me to say, don't go to the No. [-] Middle School. There are really everyone there. I heard that last week there were two men in No. [-] Middle School uniforms who stole a girl." wallet."

"Huh? You're still wearing a school uniform for doing this? You're going to sue the school, won't you be expelled if you find out?"

"Let's just rely on the school. There are a lot of fights in their school, maybe there are even some who have killed people. Petty theft is nothing."

"What about the stolen money? Just leave it alone? Didn't call the police?"

"I didn't report it. I said that the woman didn't have much money in her wallet, so I didn't report it."

The more Jing Jie heard it, the more outrageous it became.

Just when he was wondering if the two people who were said to be stealing money in school uniforms had anything to do with him and Ji Huai, the eldest sister asked, "How long has it been?"

"Like last Friday, when the students got out of school. Hey, maybe it's this hour. Pay attention to your bag, maybe they will have to steal it."

Jingjie: "..."

At this time last Friday, if he remembered correctly, it was when he and Ji Huai caught the thief.

"I really don't know what their teachers are teaching all day long, and their parents don't care. Oh, last time a woman whose child was studying in No. [-] Middle School told me that their school has been undergoing transformation in the past few years, and the focus is slowly falling. When it comes to art, it’s just painting, singing, dancing, etc. Do you think the children who come out like this can be serious children? If they don’t get good grades, they will take these crooked paths..."

"It's almost done." Jing Jie's heart was filled with anger, and he frowned and looked at the aunt: "I'm still here."

The aunt rolled her eyes at him, "I didn't tell you."

"Neuropathy."

"Listen! Listen! Did I say something wrong? That's all they have in No. [-] Middle School!" Suddenly being scolded, the aunt was also angry, pointing at Jingjie's nose and yelling.

Jing Jie smiled at her, "I didn't scold you, why are you so excited?"