What is it like to be at the same table as the first in the class?

Q: What kind of experience is it like to be a scumbag and the first in the class at the same table?

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What kind of experience is it like to be at the same table as a scumbag and the first in the class?

As the number one in the class, I should be able to answer this question, right?After all, I am also one of the subjects mentioned in the question.

As far as I am concerned, I will not directly equate a person's achievements and abilities, and I think many bigwigs should have the same opinion as me.I hope you don't take it for granted that big bosses will look down on scumbags. 360 lines, every line is the champion, we still have this vision and cognition as big guys, we are just better than them in learning.

Not long after the beginning of this semester, I changed seats once and became the same table as classmate D.

In fact, I noticed student D very early, because I remember that he and three other classmates won the first place in the 4x100 relay race in the autumn sports meeting of the first year of high school, making our class the top three in the grade.

And student D is very good-looking, people always pay more attention to beautiful things.At that time, I had a little interest and wanted to be a friend with him and get to know him.It's just that I'm a little busy with my studies, we sit far away, and we don't have much intersection. You must know that a large part of the friendship between high school students depends on the superior "geographical location".

Speaking of changing seats, I remembered the rumors that I was crazy and crazy in the class before. The stereotype is really not advisable. I hope everyone will not have that kind of attitude towards every big boss who only knows how to learn and is unreasonable prejudice.

Last semester, a classmate came to me to change seats, because there is a rule in our class that only students in the same row can change seats freely. If it involves exchanges between different rows, you need to apply to the head teacher, and the head teacher agrees. You can change it.

In fact, not many people took this rule seriously. Many people secretly changed seats on their own initiative, and continued to sit down brazenly when they saw that the head teacher didn't find out the next day.

In fact, I think the head teacher found out, but he didn't bother to say it, and turned a blind eye to it.

At that time, my seat was in the second-to-last row, and that classmate sat in the third-to-last row. I thought the change was not too big, so I asked the classmate why he changed seats, and he said he liked the middle seat.

Ok.

I said to the classmate: "If you want to change seats, you can go to the class teacher and explain the situation. After he agrees, I will change seats with you."

Student D is in the last row, and I happened to be closer to him when I changed seats, which is not bad.

Then the classmate looked confused, "How dare I tell the head teacher that I just wanted to sit a little farther away from the podium before changing seats. It's all right, didn't the head teacher find out that XXX and XXX changed seats before?"

I thought it was funny, "Do you think I changed from the center position in the penultimate row to the window position in the penultimate row, such an obvious transfer, the head teacher will really not see it?"

Then I said sincerely: "And let me say one more thing, it's really not clear which one is farther from the podium, the third-to-last row by the window or the middle of the penultimate row. Because one is facing the podium, One is diagonally facing the podium."

I kindly reminded him, "But you want to know which is farther from the podium. I have a method. You can assume that the length of the table is a value, and then express the width of the table and the width of the aisle according to the ratio. Then you use Pythagorean Theorem to find the length of the hypotenuse, that is, the distance from the third-to-last row by the window to the center of the podium. And you don’t need to actually measure the length of the table, as long as you find the correct ratio.”

Afterwards, my previous deskmate told me that my smile was full of sarcasm and disdain at the time, and I spoke proudly and flaunted in a tone that made people want to beat me up, and also showed off my knowledge.

I was speechless when I heard it, "Isn't it just a Pythagorean theorem? Why are you showing off what you learned in junior high school?"

The previous tablemate: "Look, you still say you don't have one?!"

…Actually, at that time, I just really thought that classmate’s idea was very naive, which was kind of funny, and then I used the knowledge I had learned to help him solve the problem. I am a kind person.

The facial expression of that classmate twitched, and then squeezed out an ugly smile and said to me: "... Forget it, boss, you have so many study materials, and it is very hard to move. I still don't have a seat." Change it."

Later, there were rumors in the class that I was a ruthless boss who would refuse requests from classmates to change seats because I was too lazy to carry study materials.Later, except for the front, back, left, and right tables, other people seldom talk to me, and they don’t say hello to me when I meet them on the street on weekends.

I am wronged, really.

But there are always some people who have the spirit of daring to challenge themselves to open up a path.In the first semester of the second year of high school, another person finally came to ask me to change my seat. It was a male student with glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. Change seats with me.

I thought about it for a while, and when I changed seats this time, I became the same table with D, "Yes."

I don't know why he asked me to change, although I am a kind person, but the former tablemate said that I don't seem to be kind, I think he may have taken a fancy to the middle position.

The male student with thick glasses said that he was afraid to find the head teacher, so I immediately said, "It's okay, I'll go with you."

In this way, classmate D and I became tablemates.

Student D's grades are indeed not very good, but he is very nice. When I changed seats, he took the initiative to help me move the books. I said thank you to him, and then he said no thanks. I found that he seemed a little nervous and shy (?) , no, am I so scary?

Classmate D didn’t talk to me during class. I thought he had a very cheerful and enthusiastic personality, and he was usually careless, but he never said anything other than saying that he would help me and you don’t have to thank me. What did you say? It's quite unexpected, but I don't like people who talk too much.

Because my former deskmate said that I always give people the impression of being ruthless and dragging to death, so I don’t want classmate D to see me like that, so I saw that he has been flipping through the book to find the answer to a biology question , I was in a hurry to turn it over, I guess I wanted to finish it sooner, I thought it was funny seeing him flustered, so I reminded him with a friendly smile, "It's on No.20 page eight."

I want to be helpful.

Student D turned to that page but couldn't find the answer, and then he gave up. I was surprised, "You didn't do the previous question?"

Oh, it’s because I didn’t think carefully, and student D couldn’t do it even after turning to the answer, so I told him, “Choose D for the previous question.”

Now that I have helped him, he should change my stereotype of being cold and crazy, and think that I am very approachable.

It seems that I have written so much off topic.

What experience?

Well, I think classmate D is very cute.The experience is very good.

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