I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today
Chapter 38 You've Learned Badly
Lu Zhiheng's pre-examination mobilization meeting worked well, it played a role in calming people's hearts and invigorating their spirits.In this exam, the turbulent aviation class actually passed the exam and was able to have a name in the grade ranking. It can be said that "the more stormy the wind and rain, the more immovable as a mountain".
After the joint entrance examination, the school will select the city's three best and outstanding student cadres, two places for each grade.In the first year of high school, because there were more aviation experiment classes, one place was added for each of the two honors.
In the mathematics group office, Liu Ling flipped through the lesson plans and said to Zhuang Wenyao: "I discussed with Mr. Fu, the head teacher of Class 2, and each class will have one of the city's three good and excellent candidates. Since the beginning of school, the class leader has been working They are very busy, and they sacrificed a lot for class construction, so this time I will reward you and Tianjiao. Tianjiao was in the top ten of the grade in the mid-term exam, and the results are not worth mentioning in the aviation class or the grade department. He is the best in the city. Alright, Yougan here. Do you have any comments?" He said and handed him the recommendation form.
Zhuang Wenyao took it in a daze, a little surprised: "Has it been decided so quickly? I have no objection, but I am afraid that the students will have an opinion. Do you want to have a democratic selection or something..."
Liu Ling glanced at him, the reflection of the lens covered her eyes, she looked very sharp: "The result of the selection is also the same. The students know the weight of these two awards in their hearts. Besides you two, who else will bear it?" rise?"
"..." I should have been praised, and I didn't know how to react, so I said, "I'm afraid that the students will think it's an 'internal decision' or something, and I have emotions..."
Liu Ling sighed: "There are 600 students in the whole grade, and there are only four places. In the democratic selection, everyone has to vote? To put it bluntly, most people have no hope or possibility to win this award. Who wants to waste time participating in it? A selection that has nothing to do with me?"
Zhuang Wenyao smiled awkwardly: "It makes sense..."
Liu Ling: "It's just that you have picked up the airline flight. There are two out of ninety... oh, now it's 89."
"yes……"
Ninety arhats are not complete, but there is nothing to regret. Some people don't want to be arhats, but want to be that romantic boy, so they are not suitable to stay here.
Liu Ling suddenly remembered something, and looked at Zhuang Wenyao: "By the way, why did I hear a while ago that you 'incited' Cheng Cheng to call the police?"
Zhuang Wenyao was taken aback by Liu Ling's choice of words: "Shouldn't Zhan Xin have done such an outrageous thing to call the police?"
Liu Ling smiled: "Don't be afraid, it's not that you shouldn't. He is stubborn and never repents. Our teacher is quite a headache. And this is our first aviation class. There are so many eyes staring at him. Pointing and pointing must be indispensable for such a big matter, and how to deal with it is also a difficult problem. On the day Zhanxin was taken away, his parents also rushed over from other places. His parents are decent people, and they broke through this kind of situation by neglecting their son. What a disaster, the evidence is conclusive, what face is there to keep him in this school? On the face of it, he transferred for personal reasons, and it can be regarded as preserving the school's reputation."
Zhuang Wenyao nodded: "This is the best. I think he took advantage of the loophole this time, and sooner or later it will harm our two classes, and even implicate our school..."
Liu Ling: "It's inevitable. You are still young, you don't talk about things when you are ignorant, and you are very easily influenced by people around you, and you are not easy to notice it yourself."
Zhuang Wenyao: "If you are close to vermilion, you will be red; if you are close to ink, you will be black."
Liu Ling couldn't help but said: "So the quality of students is very important. I don't understand why the school has always thought about expanding its enrollment in the past two years... Oh, I am only targeting the school leaders, not the students of our aviation class, let alone the regional gangsters." Ha! Provincial recruits can also get top students, like our class Zhang Rui and finance, aren't they all very good!"
Zhuang Wenyao laughed: "Yes, yes, yes! The school can't recruit students for everything. As long as the general environment of our No. [-] Middle School is good, it will not be affected. How an individual develops depends on the individual."
"Well. It's getting late, you go back and fill out the form and give it to me. The awards will be presented at the flag-raising ceremony next Monday, and there should be a rehearsal on Sunday night. You students' union will pay attention."
"Okay, goodbye, teacher!" Zhuang Wenyao bowed to Liu Ling and quietly exited the office.
……
The mid-term exam is like a watershed. After that, there are very few extracurricular activities in the off-duty semester, and there is no such busy and lively scene as in the first two months of school.
But Zhuang Wenyao felt that it was exactly what he wanted.He has accumulated experience from the mid-term entrance examination, made a plan, and started a new stage of study.
The experience of staying in school last time was good, Zhuang Wenyao tasted the sweetness, and planned to stay in school every other week before the final exam, that is, go home once every two weeks.
Parents know, naturally very supportive.
Although Zhuang Wenyao's ranking in this exam dropped slightly, Zhuang Fangyi and Zhang Xin were very happy.Because the No.1 in the monthly exam may have an element of luck, but he was able to maintain a stable top five in the class in the midterm, which proved that his level has indeed improved and can stand the test.
Well, there is nothing wrong with this brain circuit.
But Zhang Xin still insisted on bringing him food.Zhuang Wenyao repeatedly refused, saying, "I am already an independent child, and I don't have to eat at home every week to get by." Zhou stayed in school, as if he was in college, but he was independent, and he had to be like others." "It's too troublesome to clean the lunch box after eating, and it delays sleep time" and so on, finally made the mother give up this idea.
Zhang Xin said with concern on the other end of the phone: "Then I won't deliver meals, you have to eat well at school, don't lose yourself!"
Zhuang Wenyao: "Don't worry, the food in our aviation class is the best in the whole school!"
This weekend, because the number of people staying in school is not as large as before the exam, students in each class will study together in the library.
In the evening, Zhuang Wenyao changed his clothes, and brought good things to the library for self-study a little earlier.
On the second floor of the library, the air conditioner was turned on in the study room, and the temperature was moderate.Zhuang Wenyao scanned the scattered classmates, intending to find the organization, but saw that low-key but eye-catching figure in the corner.
Lu Zhiheng wore a fitted white shirt and light blue jeans.Sitting alone in a corner of the study room, but not lonely.His straight back and sharp shoulders and neck lines reflect his concentration, and he is at peace with himself, as if he is isolated from the voices and eyes of others around him and immersed in his own world.
Just like when Zhuang Wenyao met him under the ginkgo tree for the first time, he was a world of his own and didn't need anyone's disturbance.
But Zhuang Wenyao made up his mind to bother him brazenly, just like when he first met him.
"Hey!" Zhuang Wenyao sat on the seat next to him, leaning his elbow on his shoulder, "Why are you here alone, brother Xi?"
Lu Zhiheng glanced in one direction, and said pitifully, "I'm not like your brother Xi, who has company, so naturally I'm alone."
Zhuang Wenyao followed, Duan Xi was sitting in the third grade self-study, sitting with Meng Yuan.
"Now you have a partner too!" Zhuang Wenyao smiled, took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, unzipped the schoolbag and took out the book, "Would you welcome it?"
Lu Zhiheng turned sideways, with a sullen face: "You are not welcome, go back to your class."
Zhuang Wenyao paused, his black eyes turned to him, very desperate: "..."
Lu Zhiheng quickly grabbed his shoulders and smiled: "I'm kidding, I'm sorry, you must not leave."
"You scare me..." Zhuang Wenyao's heart stopped beating when he heard his refusal, and then his blood circulation resumed. He was still in shock, "Xiaoyue, you have learned badly..."
Bad thing, wrong again.
Lu Zhiheng still smiled lightly, and didn't respond to that address, as if he didn't hear it at all.
What is this called, selective deafness?
Confused and embarrassed, Zhuang Wenyao hurriedly took out the paperwork: "Do your homework and do your homework! There are so many homework thieves this week, and Teacher Du has assigned a lot of questions. I have a total breakdown..."
In his physics competition class, the course has gone up to the second year of high school.Different from the intuition of mechanical force analysis, the charge and current in this part are a bit too abstract for Zhuang Wenyao, who is new to electricity.Coupled with the fact that his junior high school foundation is so-so, it is even more difficult to accept.
This paper was full of electrical practice questions. The first conceptual multiple-choice question was okay, but he was directly stuck on the second question about the movement of charges in an electric field.The force analysis and motion trajectory were drawn over and over again, but the train of thought was still unclear.Zhuang Wenyao bit his pen, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, and fought wits and courage with the person who made the question, but he was still defeated in the end. He didn't know where to start. After staring at it for too long, his eyes became straight, as if there was only this question left in the world.
Suddenly, a pen tapped a corner of his paper twice, and a slight sound pulled him out of the horn, and the world in front of him instantly opened up.
Lu Zhiheng turned his head to look at him, smiled and said softly: "Ten minutes have passed, and I haven't written a single word. What kind of ancient question has stumped our little champion, can you let me see it?"
"You are mocking me..." Zhuang Wenyao pushed the paper over dejectedly, "I don't even know how to do this kind of questions. Is the child useless..."
Lu Zhiheng patted his head: "You are only a freshman in high school and just started to learn about electricity. Our sophomores also worry about such a big problem. If you solve it right away, you must be a seed for the national award!"
"Hmm..." Zhuang Wenyao pouted, "So what should I do..."
"For this type of question, the key is to divide the movement process of the particles into stages..." Lu Zhiheng took out an automatic pen, intending to draw auxiliary lines, but saw that the picture on the test paper had been sketched and rubbed badly, and he smiled helplessly. "I'll tell you from the scratch paper." He took out a scratch paper and spread it on the test paper.
Zhuang Wenyao found that Lu Zhiheng's hands were beautiful, with well-defined muscles and bones, but not too skinny, with a well-proportioned beauty.The fair skin and flesh are properly attached to the slender bones, and even the nails are glowing a healthy pink. Girls are not so beautiful and attractive with nude pink nail polish.
Wait, tempting?
What adjective is this? ? ?
Weird.Listen carefully!
I saw that Lu Zhiheng changed a black gel pen: Swish, Swish, Swish, a piece of electric field lines, parallel and equidistant without intersecting each other; Dada, Dada, a section of circular arc, with a dotted line to represent the movement trajectory of the particle, like the jagged edge of a postage stamp, silky Smooth and smooth.
"Damn it!" Zhuang Wenyao stared blankly, "Drawing straight lines and circles freehand is so good! Have you practiced it?"
Lu Zhiheng smiled: "I learned painting for a while in junior high school."
"Painting!" Zhuang Wenyao exclaimed, "I don't know how many surprises you have!"
With the help of the hidden Lu Zhiheng, Zhuang Wenyao, a pre-seeded candidate for the National Award, finally solved this big electrical problem. At this time, the bell for evening self-study also rang.
Since the two of them were not sitting in the self-study area of any grade, when checking the number of people, the officer of the discipline inspection department of the student union saw them and did not name them by class.But it still attracted a lot of attention.
Boy A: "Hey, why is senior Lu Zhiheng sitting with his younger brother in the flight class to study by himself?"
Girl A: "Where is it? Let me take a look... ahhhhhhhh—"
Boy A: "Are you going to die?"
Girl B covered her mouth: "What's the matter? It's ringing, please keep it down."
Girl A: "I can't do it anymore, the Arctic Circle CP I'm drinking is finally getting sugar!"
Girl B: "What CP, aren't you talking about our top class 'Fengmang Bilu'?"
Girl A: "'Fengmang Bilu' hasn't given out candy for a long time, I switched to 'Xingyao Dalu'! New Year's Eve, it smells like a thief! It's just a bit cold. Zhiluchaochao, get in the car!"
Girl B: "Under the year?! Go back to make up lessons after evening self-study!"
Boy A couldn't keep up with the rhythm for a long time, with a look on his face:? ? ?
That night, "Xingyao Dalu" Chaohua quietly gained a dozen or so fans, all of whom were girls who stayed at school on weekends.
The author has something to say:
After the official announcement of the two, the stars cried because they all stood upside down...
It's not the next year, it's the top!
After the joint entrance examination, the school will select the city's three best and outstanding student cadres, two places for each grade.In the first year of high school, because there were more aviation experiment classes, one place was added for each of the two honors.
In the mathematics group office, Liu Ling flipped through the lesson plans and said to Zhuang Wenyao: "I discussed with Mr. Fu, the head teacher of Class 2, and each class will have one of the city's three good and excellent candidates. Since the beginning of school, the class leader has been working They are very busy, and they sacrificed a lot for class construction, so this time I will reward you and Tianjiao. Tianjiao was in the top ten of the grade in the mid-term exam, and the results are not worth mentioning in the aviation class or the grade department. He is the best in the city. Alright, Yougan here. Do you have any comments?" He said and handed him the recommendation form.
Zhuang Wenyao took it in a daze, a little surprised: "Has it been decided so quickly? I have no objection, but I am afraid that the students will have an opinion. Do you want to have a democratic selection or something..."
Liu Ling glanced at him, the reflection of the lens covered her eyes, she looked very sharp: "The result of the selection is also the same. The students know the weight of these two awards in their hearts. Besides you two, who else will bear it?" rise?"
"..." I should have been praised, and I didn't know how to react, so I said, "I'm afraid that the students will think it's an 'internal decision' or something, and I have emotions..."
Liu Ling sighed: "There are 600 students in the whole grade, and there are only four places. In the democratic selection, everyone has to vote? To put it bluntly, most people have no hope or possibility to win this award. Who wants to waste time participating in it? A selection that has nothing to do with me?"
Zhuang Wenyao smiled awkwardly: "It makes sense..."
Liu Ling: "It's just that you have picked up the airline flight. There are two out of ninety... oh, now it's 89."
"yes……"
Ninety arhats are not complete, but there is nothing to regret. Some people don't want to be arhats, but want to be that romantic boy, so they are not suitable to stay here.
Liu Ling suddenly remembered something, and looked at Zhuang Wenyao: "By the way, why did I hear a while ago that you 'incited' Cheng Cheng to call the police?"
Zhuang Wenyao was taken aback by Liu Ling's choice of words: "Shouldn't Zhan Xin have done such an outrageous thing to call the police?"
Liu Ling smiled: "Don't be afraid, it's not that you shouldn't. He is stubborn and never repents. Our teacher is quite a headache. And this is our first aviation class. There are so many eyes staring at him. Pointing and pointing must be indispensable for such a big matter, and how to deal with it is also a difficult problem. On the day Zhanxin was taken away, his parents also rushed over from other places. His parents are decent people, and they broke through this kind of situation by neglecting their son. What a disaster, the evidence is conclusive, what face is there to keep him in this school? On the face of it, he transferred for personal reasons, and it can be regarded as preserving the school's reputation."
Zhuang Wenyao nodded: "This is the best. I think he took advantage of the loophole this time, and sooner or later it will harm our two classes, and even implicate our school..."
Liu Ling: "It's inevitable. You are still young, you don't talk about things when you are ignorant, and you are very easily influenced by people around you, and you are not easy to notice it yourself."
Zhuang Wenyao: "If you are close to vermilion, you will be red; if you are close to ink, you will be black."
Liu Ling couldn't help but said: "So the quality of students is very important. I don't understand why the school has always thought about expanding its enrollment in the past two years... Oh, I am only targeting the school leaders, not the students of our aviation class, let alone the regional gangsters." Ha! Provincial recruits can also get top students, like our class Zhang Rui and finance, aren't they all very good!"
Zhuang Wenyao laughed: "Yes, yes, yes! The school can't recruit students for everything. As long as the general environment of our No. [-] Middle School is good, it will not be affected. How an individual develops depends on the individual."
"Well. It's getting late, you go back and fill out the form and give it to me. The awards will be presented at the flag-raising ceremony next Monday, and there should be a rehearsal on Sunday night. You students' union will pay attention."
"Okay, goodbye, teacher!" Zhuang Wenyao bowed to Liu Ling and quietly exited the office.
……
The mid-term exam is like a watershed. After that, there are very few extracurricular activities in the off-duty semester, and there is no such busy and lively scene as in the first two months of school.
But Zhuang Wenyao felt that it was exactly what he wanted.He has accumulated experience from the mid-term entrance examination, made a plan, and started a new stage of study.
The experience of staying in school last time was good, Zhuang Wenyao tasted the sweetness, and planned to stay in school every other week before the final exam, that is, go home once every two weeks.
Parents know, naturally very supportive.
Although Zhuang Wenyao's ranking in this exam dropped slightly, Zhuang Fangyi and Zhang Xin were very happy.Because the No.1 in the monthly exam may have an element of luck, but he was able to maintain a stable top five in the class in the midterm, which proved that his level has indeed improved and can stand the test.
Well, there is nothing wrong with this brain circuit.
But Zhang Xin still insisted on bringing him food.Zhuang Wenyao repeatedly refused, saying, "I am already an independent child, and I don't have to eat at home every week to get by." Zhou stayed in school, as if he was in college, but he was independent, and he had to be like others." "It's too troublesome to clean the lunch box after eating, and it delays sleep time" and so on, finally made the mother give up this idea.
Zhang Xin said with concern on the other end of the phone: "Then I won't deliver meals, you have to eat well at school, don't lose yourself!"
Zhuang Wenyao: "Don't worry, the food in our aviation class is the best in the whole school!"
This weekend, because the number of people staying in school is not as large as before the exam, students in each class will study together in the library.
In the evening, Zhuang Wenyao changed his clothes, and brought good things to the library for self-study a little earlier.
On the second floor of the library, the air conditioner was turned on in the study room, and the temperature was moderate.Zhuang Wenyao scanned the scattered classmates, intending to find the organization, but saw that low-key but eye-catching figure in the corner.
Lu Zhiheng wore a fitted white shirt and light blue jeans.Sitting alone in a corner of the study room, but not lonely.His straight back and sharp shoulders and neck lines reflect his concentration, and he is at peace with himself, as if he is isolated from the voices and eyes of others around him and immersed in his own world.
Just like when Zhuang Wenyao met him under the ginkgo tree for the first time, he was a world of his own and didn't need anyone's disturbance.
But Zhuang Wenyao made up his mind to bother him brazenly, just like when he first met him.
"Hey!" Zhuang Wenyao sat on the seat next to him, leaning his elbow on his shoulder, "Why are you here alone, brother Xi?"
Lu Zhiheng glanced in one direction, and said pitifully, "I'm not like your brother Xi, who has company, so naturally I'm alone."
Zhuang Wenyao followed, Duan Xi was sitting in the third grade self-study, sitting with Meng Yuan.
"Now you have a partner too!" Zhuang Wenyao smiled, took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, unzipped the schoolbag and took out the book, "Would you welcome it?"
Lu Zhiheng turned sideways, with a sullen face: "You are not welcome, go back to your class."
Zhuang Wenyao paused, his black eyes turned to him, very desperate: "..."
Lu Zhiheng quickly grabbed his shoulders and smiled: "I'm kidding, I'm sorry, you must not leave."
"You scare me..." Zhuang Wenyao's heart stopped beating when he heard his refusal, and then his blood circulation resumed. He was still in shock, "Xiaoyue, you have learned badly..."
Bad thing, wrong again.
Lu Zhiheng still smiled lightly, and didn't respond to that address, as if he didn't hear it at all.
What is this called, selective deafness?
Confused and embarrassed, Zhuang Wenyao hurriedly took out the paperwork: "Do your homework and do your homework! There are so many homework thieves this week, and Teacher Du has assigned a lot of questions. I have a total breakdown..."
In his physics competition class, the course has gone up to the second year of high school.Different from the intuition of mechanical force analysis, the charge and current in this part are a bit too abstract for Zhuang Wenyao, who is new to electricity.Coupled with the fact that his junior high school foundation is so-so, it is even more difficult to accept.
This paper was full of electrical practice questions. The first conceptual multiple-choice question was okay, but he was directly stuck on the second question about the movement of charges in an electric field.The force analysis and motion trajectory were drawn over and over again, but the train of thought was still unclear.Zhuang Wenyao bit his pen, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, and fought wits and courage with the person who made the question, but he was still defeated in the end. He didn't know where to start. After staring at it for too long, his eyes became straight, as if there was only this question left in the world.
Suddenly, a pen tapped a corner of his paper twice, and a slight sound pulled him out of the horn, and the world in front of him instantly opened up.
Lu Zhiheng turned his head to look at him, smiled and said softly: "Ten minutes have passed, and I haven't written a single word. What kind of ancient question has stumped our little champion, can you let me see it?"
"You are mocking me..." Zhuang Wenyao pushed the paper over dejectedly, "I don't even know how to do this kind of questions. Is the child useless..."
Lu Zhiheng patted his head: "You are only a freshman in high school and just started to learn about electricity. Our sophomores also worry about such a big problem. If you solve it right away, you must be a seed for the national award!"
"Hmm..." Zhuang Wenyao pouted, "So what should I do..."
"For this type of question, the key is to divide the movement process of the particles into stages..." Lu Zhiheng took out an automatic pen, intending to draw auxiliary lines, but saw that the picture on the test paper had been sketched and rubbed badly, and he smiled helplessly. "I'll tell you from the scratch paper." He took out a scratch paper and spread it on the test paper.
Zhuang Wenyao found that Lu Zhiheng's hands were beautiful, with well-defined muscles and bones, but not too skinny, with a well-proportioned beauty.The fair skin and flesh are properly attached to the slender bones, and even the nails are glowing a healthy pink. Girls are not so beautiful and attractive with nude pink nail polish.
Wait, tempting?
What adjective is this? ? ?
Weird.Listen carefully!
I saw that Lu Zhiheng changed a black gel pen: Swish, Swish, Swish, a piece of electric field lines, parallel and equidistant without intersecting each other; Dada, Dada, a section of circular arc, with a dotted line to represent the movement trajectory of the particle, like the jagged edge of a postage stamp, silky Smooth and smooth.
"Damn it!" Zhuang Wenyao stared blankly, "Drawing straight lines and circles freehand is so good! Have you practiced it?"
Lu Zhiheng smiled: "I learned painting for a while in junior high school."
"Painting!" Zhuang Wenyao exclaimed, "I don't know how many surprises you have!"
With the help of the hidden Lu Zhiheng, Zhuang Wenyao, a pre-seeded candidate for the National Award, finally solved this big electrical problem. At this time, the bell for evening self-study also rang.
Since the two of them were not sitting in the self-study area of any grade, when checking the number of people, the officer of the discipline inspection department of the student union saw them and did not name them by class.But it still attracted a lot of attention.
Boy A: "Hey, why is senior Lu Zhiheng sitting with his younger brother in the flight class to study by himself?"
Girl A: "Where is it? Let me take a look... ahhhhhhhh—"
Boy A: "Are you going to die?"
Girl B covered her mouth: "What's the matter? It's ringing, please keep it down."
Girl A: "I can't do it anymore, the Arctic Circle CP I'm drinking is finally getting sugar!"
Girl B: "What CP, aren't you talking about our top class 'Fengmang Bilu'?"
Girl A: "'Fengmang Bilu' hasn't given out candy for a long time, I switched to 'Xingyao Dalu'! New Year's Eve, it smells like a thief! It's just a bit cold. Zhiluchaochao, get in the car!"
Girl B: "Under the year?! Go back to make up lessons after evening self-study!"
Boy A couldn't keep up with the rhythm for a long time, with a look on his face:? ? ?
That night, "Xingyao Dalu" Chaohua quietly gained a dozen or so fans, all of whom were girls who stayed at school on weekends.
The author has something to say:
After the official announcement of the two, the stars cried because they all stood upside down...
It's not the next year, it's the top!
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