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Zhao's mother was shocked: "Zhao Shun whispered to each other in class, talking small things to his classmates?"

There was a moment of hesitation on the physicist's face, but she shook her head after all, "It's not whispering."

Zhao's mother didn't understand, it wasn't talking in class, what was that?

The physicist sighed too much, and finally decided to tell the truth. As the saying goes, drowning is equal to killing. She can't watch Zhao Shun continue to make mistakes, and she can't bear that Fang Ling's third grade is only as good as physics.

Besides, Zhao Shun's mother doesn't seem to be unreasonable.

Physicist Wife: "He passes notes in class."

Mother Zhao's expression froze.

Pass notes to and from class?

Zhao's mother immediately promised, "I'm sorry, I will definitely talk to him when I go back, and I must let him correct his study attitude."

The physicist nodded in relief, and after chatting for a few more words, the teacher bid farewell to Zhao's mother.

Zhao's mother knew that she was going to communicate with other parents, but she didn't expect the physicist to take two steps forward, "Fang Ling's mother."

Ms. Ye was praised by two teachers in charge of the subject one after another, and she was a little smug at the moment. Even if the always serious physicist stood in front of her, she was not as restrained as before.

until--

"Fang Ling's mother, I am the physics teacher of class 9." The physics teacher said.

Ms. Ye thought of the physics grades on Fang Ling's report card, and she immediately calmed down, "Hello, teacher."

The physicist's face was too gentle, "I know that Fang Ling is definitely not stupid, and his grades in the other three minor subjects are very good. If he can improve his grades in physics, even if he only gets [-] in the exam, he will do well in science and comprehensive science." to his advantage."

Ms. Ye sincerely should be.

The physicist frowned too much, "It's a good thing to be smart, but it shouldn't make your learning attitude crooked."

Zhao's mother was sitting in the back, and when she heard the words of the physicist's wife, she felt a sudden shock in her heart.

In the next second, she heard the physicist's wife continue to say, "It is better to do things after class than in class when it comes to connecting with classmates. You can't delay the destiny-determining college entrance examination because of the momentary happiness right now, especially since Fang Ling's physics is not so ideal." , You can’t be half-hearted with other students.”

Ms. Ye instantly understood, "Teacher, you are right, I will definitely educate him."

After the physicist left, the English teacher came.

"Mother Fang Ling~"

Ms. Ye felt like she was in a fighter jet, flying straight into the sky for a while, the scenery was infinitely beautiful, and occasionally she made a forced landing and fell to the bottom.

After the foreign-style English teacher finished her compliments and left, Ms. Ye was in a daze.

"Zhao Shun, come here, boy!" Mother Zhao's sharp eyes happened to see Zhao Shun standing outside the window.

Now that the communication between teachers and parents has entered the second half, students are no longer allowed to enter the classroom.

On the contrary, some teachers even call the students in, speak to the parents in front of the students, and at the same time mention a few words to the students.

A scented tea shop opened next to the supermarket, which is where Zhao Shun and Fang Ling went just now, and now one of them is holding a cup of packaged rose tea.

Fang Ling walked over and handed the scented tea to Ms. Ye, "Mom, here you are."

The scented tea is hot, and it is very comfortable to hold in your hand in winter.

"Mom." Zhao Shun also handed over scented tea.

Zhao's mother glanced at the tall young son beside her, and always felt that this little brat was unusually caring today.

Heh, did he guess that the teacher would talk about him passing notes in class?

Ms. Ye's expression was a little slow, but she had to tell Fang Ling what she had to say, because she knew how much her son wanted to go to University A, and the college entrance examination was about half a year away, so she must not take it lightly at this time.

Ms. Ye said earnestly, "Lingling, mom doesn't object to you playing with your classmates, but you shouldn't choose the time in class."

In fact, Fang Ling already had a premonition, because recently the physicist looked at him too much and hated iron for steel.

Now when he heard Ms. Ye's words, he quickly said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I won't do it in the future."

Ms. Ye sighed, "Don't blame your teacher for telling me this situation. She also wants to do your best. Mom can see that she has great expectations for you."

Fang Ling shook his head, "I know, I won't blame the teacher."

After a pause, Ms. Ye said in a low voice: "Lingling, tell your mother the truth, has my divorce from your father affected your studies?"

Fang Ling was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly denied, "Mom, don't think it's your responsibility. My grade decline has nothing to do with that."

Seeing that Ms. Ye was still frowning, Fang Ling made a little joke, "Well, if you insist on saying that there is any influence, I think I have become more relaxed. After all, you also know how difficult it is for my father's relatives. Do it."

Fang Ling: "Mom, it's my own problem, I shouldn't..."

"Auntie Ye, I'm sorry! I sent the note to Fang Ling. I made his grades drop. I will be responsible for him!" Zhao Shun couldn't listen anymore.

Because he was in a hurry, the volume was a little loud, and Zhang Zhiguo, who was communicating with other parents over there, had a slight stretch of veins on his forehead.

The same temple throbbed, and Zhao's mother.

Mother Zhao felt that she was going to be pissed off by Zhao Shun.Is this an honorable thing?Can that brat keep his voice down!

Ms. Ye was stunned. When the physicist was talking to Mother Zhao, Zhang Zhiguo also came to look for her.

There was a teacher in front of everyone, so there was no distraction, so Ms. Ye didn't know that the physics teacher also said that Zhao Shun was in class to connect with classmates.

"I'm sorry, my family's disappointment has caused your family to suffer." Zhao's mother smiled apologetically, and at the same time reached out her hand, grabbed a little flesh on Zhao Shun's arm through the school uniform, and then twisted it clockwise.

Zhao Shun's face froze, and his expression was distorted from the pain, but he still wanted to say: "It's my fault, Aunt Ye, don't blame Fang Ling, he studies very hard..."

Zhao's mother forcefully said, "You are the only one who can babble, so shut up!"

Zhao Shun put on a pain mask.

Ms. Ye couldn't handle it anymore because of this scene. This mother looked very wealthy in the world, and her gestures were very reserved. She didn't expect it to be quite spicy.

But every mother has her own way of getting along with her children, and she can't say much.

Ms. Ye: "...Actually, it is normal for children to have ups and downs in their academic performance, as long as they have a correct attitude."

The two mothers chatted for a few more words, and the expression on Zhao's mother's face became more and more real. Although she initially struck up a conversation with Ms. Ye because of the message from her youngest son, after chatting now, she found that she got along very well with each other.

She likes to be friends with such people.

Zhao Shun secretly moved to Fang Ling's side, and leaned slightly towards him, "Fang Ling, I will teach you physics when I have time, and your physics grade will definitely improve."

Fang Ling nodded slightly.

Zhao Shun's eyes faltered for a moment, and then continued to press in a low voice, "It's all my fault for affecting your study, Fang Ling, don't worry, I, I will definitely be responsible for you..."

I don't know if it's because of guilty conscience or other reasons, Zhao Shunyue's voice became softer, and the people next to him could hardly hear him.

Zhao Shun's ears are very sensitive, which he inherited from Zhao's mother.So even though Zhao Shun lowered his voice, Mother Zhao still heard it.

The beautiful woman's eyebrows moved slightly, and she looked at her youngest son who was looking at the person beside her, with a trace of suspicion in her eyes.

Is it her delusion?

There seems to be something wrong with this bastard.

***

The parent meeting is from 03:30 to [-] o'clock. When the bell for the third class ends, it is announced that the parent meeting of this semester is over.

Parents began to leave the school in batches, and the number of cars outside the school also decreased rapidly.

Ms. Ye reminded: "Lingling, mom is going back first. You have to listen to the teacher at school and study hard. Don't save money on weekdays. Mom is not short of money."

She divorced Fang Jianyuan and won most of the property. Now she really has no shortage of money.

Fang Ling nodded obediently.

Zhao's mother looked at her little son who was a head taller than her and as strong as a calf, and felt that she had nothing to say.

Since she was a child, she was not a master who would treat her badly. She was worried that he would treat her badly, so she might as well worry about this guy passing notes after class.

"Mother Fang Ling, do you have any plans for tonight? How about we have a meal together." Mother Zhao initiated the invitation.

Ms. Ye was taken aback, then smiled, "Okay, I have no plans tonight, so let's have dinner together."

The two went out together, Zhao's mother said: "I came by car, but I have to send an old friend of mine who also came to hold a parent-teacher meeting first. How about this, we will meet at Baixueqiao Restaurant at 06:30."

The two ladies walked and talked, and soon walked out of the Class 9 classroom.

Standing next to Fang Ling, Zhao Shun felt a little flattered, "Your mother and I get along very well, it seems that you don't have to worry about it in the future."

Fang Ling took his meal card and went to the dining hall, "Don't think too much."

Zhao Shun froze instantly.

That's right, Fang Ling is not his boyfriend now, and he hasn't chased him yet.

Quickly also took the meal card, and Zhao Shun, who had regained his strength, followed Fang Ling, "It doesn't matter, I will continue to work hard."

As long as Fang Ling doesn't fall in love for a day, he will have a chance every day!

Fang Ling frowned slightly, "By the way, Zhao Shun, you should restrain yourself in front of Auntie in the future. Just now, I felt that there was something wrong with the way she looked at us."

Zhao Shun doubted, "Is that so? No way."

Fang Ling raised his forehead, "Anyway, you must be right."

He did notice that Zhao's mother was a little suspicious just now, as if she was wondering why Zhao Shun had such a good relationship with him.

Zhao Shun didn't understand, but since Fang Ling said so, he listened, "Okay..."

The arrival of the parents has added a lot of pressure to the students in the third grade.However, it is a good thing to have pressure. When the pressure is turned into motivation, the students are more motivated to study.

When the first evening get out of class was over, class leader Weng Ruo walked in, "Fang Ling Zhao Shun, Lao Zhang called you to go to the office."

After finishing speaking, she turned around herself and did not enter the classroom.

Zhao Shun got up from his seat, feeling a little apprehensive, "Why did Lao Zhang call us? Could it be another lecture, but I didn't bother you to study during this time."

At most, he would discuss issues with Fang Ling during his late repairs, and he never did things like passing notes in class.

Fang Ling was very calm, "You will know if you go and have a look."

The two went to the classroom office together.

Weng Ruo, who just came to call for someone, was also at Lao Zhang's desk. Seeing Fang Ling and Zhao Shun coming in, Lao Zhang waved to them, "Hurry up, let's have a small meeting in a few minutes between classes."

Zhao Shun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, fortunately, Lao Zhang didn't arrest him to give lectures.

When the two came to the front, Zhang Zhiguo said: "At the end of this month, the school will routinely hold a New Year's Day cultural evening, and each class has to submit a program. The moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor development is comprehensive, so the third grade is no exception. The three class leaders discussed and discussed which program would be more appropriate to perform."

Weng Ruo was the squad leader, Zhao Shun was the deputy squad leader, and Fang Ling was the entertainment committee member.Zhang Zhiguo felt that the three of them could do the art performance.

Weng Ruo responded, "Teacher, is there a limit on funding?"

Zhang Zhiguo reported a number.

Weng Ruo beamed, "Good teacher, we will definitely make the show beautiful."

The most indispensable thing in high school is passion. Pure teenagers have a strong sense of collective honor.

Just like the sports meeting back then, many girls were actually not very good at sports, but they bravely signed up in the end.

There are only 10 minutes between classes, and the class bell rang soon.

The three of them went back to the classroom for evening class.

The colder the weather, the faster people get hungry. After the evening training, Weng Ruo suggested that a few people go to the dining hall together to discuss the art performance while eating supper.

Although Zhang Zhiguo asked the three class leaders to decide on the performances, Class [-] has always been a harmonious family, and Weng Ruo felt it was necessary to listen to the opinions of other students.

So when eating supper, all the students who are interested in the art performance joined Weng Ruo's supper team.

Compared with lunch and dinner, there are relatively few people who go for supper after evening repairs.So the class of Class [-] came to the cafeteria in a mighty way, and after ordering the meal, the students could still sit together.

For the convenience of talking, the boys put together the long dining table for the time being.

Weng Ruo asked loudly: "Brothers and sisters, what do you think is a good show for our class's art performance at the end of the month?"

Ding Dayan was the first to raise his hand, "Why don't we dance hip-hop? This is explosive! It will definitely turn the audience high~"

Geng Lin scratched his head, "But last year we already danced hip-hop, this year it's still the same, isn't it a bit boring?"

Zhao Shun also thinks street dance is not good, "I won't dance street dance this year, change to another one."

Wen Ze swallowed the siu mai in his mouth, and weakly raised his hand, "How about we perform magic tricks?"

Zhao Shun continued to veto, "This is not good either, it's too 'quiet' to attract attention."

Weng Ruo also felt that this was true, "Any other suggestions?"

With a bun in his mouth, You Su said indistinctly, "How about a stage play or drama? If you want something new, we can play a reverse role. Boys play female roles, and girls play male roles, so that everyone You can participate."

Ding Dayan's pupils trembled, "Women's wearer? I refuse!"

Tan Feizhou also had a bitter face, "Will it be too hot eyes? If the judges are frightened, then we will directly give our class a countdown. It will be ridiculous."

"Hahahaha, it's also number one from the bottom!"

"The bald chapter probably wants to hit someone after reading it, goose goose."

"Women's clothing only has zero or countless times. I personally reject it. I don't want such a dark history."

Weng Ruo used his mobile phone to record Downstream Su's suggestion, "You Su's idea is good, remember first, do you have any other suggestions?"

Fang Ling was eating noodle soup, Zhao Shun cue him, "Fang Ling, do you have any suggestions?"

Fang Ling swallowed the soup powder in his mouth, "I don't have any specific suggestions, but I personally think that dance, stage play or drama should be given priority in the program, because these are more contagious and can easily mobilize the atmosphere of the audience. Judges In fact, a large part of the score is affected by the atmosphere of the scene, so the score for this kind of performance will be higher."

As soon as Fang Ling finished speaking, Zhao Shun immediately agreed, "Fang Ling is right!"

Tan Feizhou took a sip of fried noodles, "Dance? We kicked out hip-hop just now, so what's left? Jazz? Tap? Latin? Fan dance?"

The crowd fell silent.

Ding Tian raised her hand, "Squad leader, do we have enough funds? If so, can we choose the fan dance, which is super beautiful on stage with Hanfu!"

Every girl has a dream of Hanfu. Putting on a beautiful Hanfu and putting on makeup will bring beauty to a new level.

Moreover, Hanfu is easy to get rid of, and when the time comes, hang it on a second-hand website after the performance, and you can recover part of the blood.

Ding Tian's words immediately got the response of all the girls.

"I think Tiantian's suggestion is good, I will arrange this!"

"Squad leader, why don't you choose this one! Boys and girls wear Hanfu together, and then flip up the sleeves, it must be so beautiful!!"

Weng Ruo recorded the suggestion on his mobile phone, "Well, I will write down this idea too, do you have any other ideas?"

The students racked their brains and thought a lot. Some proposals were rejected on the spot, but some were recorded.

Weng Ruo looked at the time, "It's almost time, let's stop here for now, let's discuss it another day. By the way, students who have other ideas can also talk directly in the class."

Classes end at [-] o'clock in the evening, and the lights in the dormitory are turned off at [-] o'clock. There is only one hour at night for students to do activities and organize housework.

Now more than half an hour has passed, and the squad leader Weng Ruo decided to adjourn the meeting temporarily.

The students who came to the canteen all ordered supper, and now they took their used bowls and lined up to the bowl collection place to put things away.

"Senior."

"Senior Fang Ling!"

As soon as Fang Ling put down the bowl, he heard someone calling him. He turned his head to look, and then froze slightly.

It was a girl who called him, and Fang Ling could see this face every day during the two days of the school sports meeting.Because the other party was from the broadcasting station, Fang Ling remembered that the girl was still the head of the station.

Fang Ling walked over.

Zhao Shun originally followed Fang Ling to put the bowls. When he heard someone calling Fang Ling, he immediately looked over. When he saw a beautiful girl looking at Fang Ling with a smile, the alarm in his brain immediately went off again. up.

The other party didn't call him, but Zhao Shun had the cheek to go with Fang Ling.

Fang Ling recalled the other party's name, "Sister Miao Wan."

Miao Wan was very happy that Fang Ling still remembered her name. She glanced at Zhao Shun, as if wondering why she only called Fang Ling, but someone else followed.

But it doesn't matter, she looked at Fang Ling again, "Senior Fang Ling, I have one thing to ask you."

Fang Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, "Please tell me, if it is within my ability, I will help."

After all, during the school sports meeting, he often read cheers for his class, and he had to pay back the favors he owed to others.

The smile on Miao Wan's face instantly widened, "Senior Fang Ling, you can definitely do it, so I will take it as your promise! Thank you, senior!!"

Fang Ling: "?"

Zhao Shun was alert for a moment, "What do you want?"

Miao Wan said cheerfully: "It's nothing, isn't it a cultural performance at the end of the month? I want to invite senior Fang Ling to be the master of ceremonies for the announcement. The senior will stand on the stage in a suit and leather shoes. He must be super handsome~"