Celestial High School AU

The first class on the second day was the expected class meeting. After appointing the positions of class monitor, sports committee member, class representative and other errands, the students, under the kind reminder of the class teacher, divided the textbooks distributed yesterday into three categories. One is books that will not be needed in the future, one is books that will be lost and nowhere to buy in the future, and the other is books that are important but will not be used for the time being.The remaining time of the class meeting was not wasted, and the head teacher raced against the clock to talk about the first section of Chapter 1 of biology.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the bell rang.This head teacher, class is like fighting a war.

Eduardo pretended to glance back casually, just in time to see the classmate who didn't answer the question correctly sit down heavily.This fierce head teacher is also very efficient in class. If you lose your mind during class, you will be finished.

Eduardo is used to listening to lectures carefully, but he barely manages it.

He stood up, intending to ask for the class schedule.

When he got to the back door, he took a quick look inside and saw what Mark was talking about. He couldn't hear what Mark was saying, but he only knew that the speed of speech was very fast, faster than the head teacher's speed when he was lecturing.But maybe I didn't understand it even if I heard it clearly.

Later, the teachers of various subjects also met with the students one after another. With such a tough head teacher, the other teachers seemed friendly and gentle, at least it seemed so now.Soon all the main subject teachers showed up, and the mysterious ones left were the music teacher, art teacher, physical education teacher and so on. Since the school started early, these teachers must not be there.Even if the corresponding courses will be arranged after the semester starts, I don't know how many classes I can take in total.

But compared to this, most students have bigger worries.

This trouble is aimed at students living on campus.

There is no air-conditioning in the dormitory, and the most common complaints heard during class breaks are the complaints from the students living on campus.Although there is an air conditioner in the classroom, it cannot be turned on all day, which makes students who are afraid of heat complain endlessly.Residents in the general school are generally envious of those in the general school, not only because they can go home every day, and not only because they can enjoy the air conditioning at home, but also because the residents of the general school do not have to abide by the meticulous and perverted regulations in the dormitory, and do not have to deal with the weekly schedule. There are health checks.

But it's useless to complain. Although the class teacher once wanted to help, he was also powerless when it came to the dormitory issue.

There is also the trouble that the school cafeteria does not have air conditioning.

The school cafeteria is huge, and as soon as the meal time comes, the students rush into the whole school, forming a more spectacular event than queuing up to fetch water between classes.Needless to say, the temperature in the cafeteria was so high.

Strict discipline in the dormitory is fine, but the overheating of the cafeteria is related to the interests of the vast majority of students in the school, but even if the head teachers of all classes go to report the problem together, the principal will not let go.

Some students really couldn't stand it, so they simply didn't go to the cafeteria to eat.When it was time to eat, I took out the bread and made it dinner.

According to the regulations, eating is not allowed in the classroom, but the head teacher finally acquiesced in the behavior of his students under great pressure. The bottom line is that you can't bring anything that smells too strong into the classroom, and instant noodles are absolutely not allowed.

Eduardo was also afraid of the heat, so he gave up the cafeteria and went to the supermarket below the cafeteria to buy some bread to take back to the classroom at night.

It was the first day he didn't go to the cafeteria. After entering the classroom with the bread, Eduardo saw Mark at a glance.

There were not many people in the classroom. There were three or four girls sitting in the front row eating bread together, some girls were doing their homework, and the boys in the back were doing test papers and eating together. Mark was sitting alone, brushing away, not knowing what to write.But it doesn't look like homework.

Eduardo thought for a moment and walked over.

He walked up to Mark, bent down and looked at the various calculations written by Mark.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"No." Mark replied without looking up, the pen in his hand didn't stop.

"Then aren't you hungry?"

no answer. Eduardo stares at him for a while longer, then puts the bread in his hand on Mark's desk.

"Then you can eat this, I'll go buy another one, it's still early anyway."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the back door, but turned around when he reached the door, seeing that Mark had no intention of eating at all, and was still writing something on the paper that he couldn't understand.

"Hey, eating a piece of bread won't take up much of your time." Eduardo said, then came back to pick up the bread, tore off the package and stuffed it into the hands of the person sitting there, watching Mark pause for a few seconds before finally eating it before leaving in satisfaction.

Eduardo couldn't tell why he had to let Mark eat, and he couldn't figure out where this inexplicable sense of responsibility came from, maybe he just liked to take care of people.

Apparently when making this excuse he didn't remember that Mark wasn't the only one who didn't eat dinner in the classroom.