Chapter 25: Related to Literature and Art (3)

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I jumped off the railing, walked around the wavelet and sang loudly in the mountains and rivers: "Get up! People who do not want to be slaves! Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall ..."
Xiaobo took the English textbook and looked at a certain void. There was no response at all, but there was a clatter outside the pavilion. A man fell to the ground, and then there was a burst of laughter.
The school was on holiday, and it was only 7 o'clock in the morning. I thought that only me and Xiaobo were by the pond, so I exposed the original form without any worries. Unexpectedly, Chen Jin was sketching in the flower bush beside the pavilion. It was estimated that I was so shocked that I was overwhelmed. I overturned the paintings. To save the painting, the man fell to the ground again.
I was so embarrassed that I wanted to find a hole to drill, but who am I? Earlier, the cornucopia was trained so that the oil and salt could not enter. Not ashamed, but first grabbed people, rushed over and pointed at Chen Jin's lesson: "Why are you hiding here to peek?"
"I arrived at six o'clock. I arrived before you. Even if you peeked, would you like to peek at me?" Chen Jin stood up first, raised the artboard again, and was still laughing. The artboard was a polluted morning dew The picture is just a sketch, but it is more vivid than my watercolor painting.
I stared at it a few times and couldn't help but sigh, genius is genius, even painting is superior.
When he picked up the paintbrush, I only found that there was a paintbrush under my foot that I had stepped on. He smiled and said, "It's okay, I have a lot."
I glared at him and turned away.
Walking into the pavilion, he found that Xiaobo and his old man were still reciting English silently, without even changing their posture. The book turned a page.
I was convinced that he sat back on the stone in frustration, picked up the paintbrush, and stared at the lotus in the pond in a daze.
Until Xiaobo completed today's learning task, he asked me to leave.
Later, we often met Chen Jin by the lotus pond. He was also learning to draw, but he was still practicing still life sketching. I don't talk to him, he doesn't take care of us, and he does things in his own corner.
One day, after watching Wavelet for a while, he suddenly came over and said to Wavelet: "Learning English is not what you learn. English is a language. Its main function is to say that you recite all day and recite all your hard work. A dumb method with half the effort. You should read it aloud, without deliberately forcing yourself to memorize it, just read it repeatedly, with the purpose of being catchy, and for a long time, you will naturally develop a sense of language. With a sense of language, when you make a multiple choice question , Sometimes ignore the grammar at all, just read the past, your tongue will tell you which option is correct. "
Wavelet said, "Thank you."
Chen Jin said lightly: "No need to thank. Chinese people will be a little funny when they start to speak English, no need to be embarrassed, no matter how others look at you, just amplify the sound and read it." After that, I walked away with my sketchpad behind me.
Wavelet immediately began to read aloud and began to read aloud. Sure enough, it was a little funny. I laughed a lot, but the unmanned effort of the wavelet was also very good. He read his own, regardless of how others laughed.
When he was tired of reading, when we went back, Xiaobo said: "I didn't expect the prodigy to be so leisurely, not a rumored reading machine."
I said: "He is definitely not interested in painting for a while, and he must have his own special plans. He is a very cunning person, but don't be fooled by his appearance. When I was sitting at the same table with him as a kid, I was not less He teased. "
Xiao Bo laughed: "It's a very interesting person."
I also laughed: "And we are not in the same world."
After the summer vacation, a new semester begins.
Because Xiaofei did not take the final exam, the school decided to use her two-year average score as the standard. She was assigned to the key class (2), Zhang Jun entered the slow class (7), I was placed in the first class (4), and the second class was Guan He.
When I went to report, I saw this ranking on the Red List, and I felt very unreal. I was in front of Guan He? Did the school make a mistake? I was in front of Guan He!
I walked into the classroom like a dream and sat down in the corner of the last row.
When Guan He entered the classroom, more than half of the class was already seated. Several classmates greeted her and told her to sit in the past. Many boys stared at her. I thought lightly that she was still so popular.
Guan He's eyes turned around in the class, smiling and declined the invitation, and walked directly to me and asked, "Anyone?"
I shook my head and she sat down and said hello to me: "Hi, long time no see."
I rubbed my lips and counted as a smile: "Well." It's been a long time since I saw you; for me, I have been paying attention to you all the time.
After a while, the head teacher came in and was a female mathematics teacher newly transferred from the experimental middle school. It is said that she had rich teaching experience. After she came in, she introduced herself first: "My surname is Wu. We will spend the next year together. I hope to do my best to send you all to key high schools." Then I asked, "Who is Luo Qiqi?"
Her eyes searched enthusiastically in the first few rows, but the eyes of her classmates looked back in unison. It took me a while before I reluctantly raised my hand. She was a little surprised at me sitting in the corner of the last row, but still smiled enthusiastically at me and asked, "Who is Guan He?"
"I am." Guan He stood with a smile.
Teacher Wu is even more surprised. The second place is also at the end? Still at the same table with the first? Not very consistent with the laws of good students she recognized, she nodded with a smile: "Sit!"
Guan He sat down, and Teacher Wu looked at us and said, "In the coming year, I will try my best, and I hope you two can help me work together to create a good style of study and help students progress together."
Guan He nodded with a smile. I lowered my head and stared at the table in a daze. I was used to poor students and was not very comfortable with the enthusiasm and attention of the teacher.
Teacher Wu said: "I want to get to know you first, and then we will clean up, and then allocate seats after the cleaning. If you have special needs, you can tell me. Luo Qiqi, you are responsible for leading everyone to sweep the floor; Guan He, you are responsible for leading everyone. Wipe the glass. "
I frowned. Has this teacher ever asked me who I am before taking office? It is so so academic.
She pointed at the transcript in her hand and clicked on the classmates' names. After getting to know us roughly, she left and left us a classroom that was not cleaned during the holidays.
The classmates looked at me and Guan He. I stood up, opened the back door, and walked out of the classroom without expression.
The first and third grades are on the third floor. Classes (1), (2), and (3) are in another corridor. If you walk directly from the third floor, you will pass the teacher ’s office in the middle. I do n’t want to collide with Teacher Wu. , Intend to go downstairs from the stairs on the other side and go around from the second floor.
Before arriving at class (7), I heard Zhang Jun talking. From the wide open window, I saw him standing on the podium, his facial expression showing helplessness. The expressions of the classmates underneath are completely different from the class (4) just now. After the fast and slow classes, a group of good students sit together and a group of poor students sit together. The gas field difference formed is really quite big!
The few most arrogant students of our grade are all in class (7), and it feels like a bandit den with the mountain as king. I suspect that the school is intentional, just like (6) class is a good class in a good class, (7) class should be a bad class in a poor class, it is estimated that the teaching director of the junior high school has already planned to give up this class, and they are a group Poor students delay each other.
Zhang Jun is in class (7) and is considered a good student among poor students. Looking at this situation, it should be assigned by the teacher as the class leader. I can't help laughing. This teacher is so lucky that he is ill! If you let a general "good student" manage a poor student in a house, I am afraid that the good student will become a poor student in the end. Although Zhang Jun is sloppy in school, does not make trouble, does not make small movements, he is famous for his skin and gossip, not for drinking and smoking, but he is willing to calm down a few gangsters.
When I saw Zhang Jun, he naturally saw me. It is estimated that the smile in my mouth made him a little surprised. What he was saying stopped, it seemed that he had forgotten the words. The students under him immediately laughed, and some even knocked. At the table.
Zhang Jun lost his temper and only looked at them with a smile, waiting patiently for them to be tired, he said again, but the female teacher couldn't stand it, and kept yelling: "Quiet, quiet!" Her "quiet" voice Drowned in the laughter of everyone.
I went downstairs with a smile, and walked from the second floor to the other end. (1) The class is holding a class meeting, and the cornucopia is speaking. Of course, the students below cannot compare with the good class, but they are also honest. It seems that the school attaches great importance to the cornucopia. This time let him take the graduation class.
(2) Both class and (3) are cleaning. Lin Lan and Xiao Fei stand on the stool and wipe the glass. I walked over and stood in front of them. Xiao Fei immediately asked: "How come you come? Your class doesn't need to be cleaned. is it Hygiene?"
Lin Lan laughed: "She must have escaped again. She is now more and more courageous. (4) The head teacher of the class thought she was picking a treasure, but it was a scourge."
I asked: "Who is your monitor?"
"Shen Yuansi."
"Shen Yuanzhe's sister?" I felt relieved. Shen Yuansi had been in class (2) with Xiao Fei before. The relationship between the two was good. Xiao Fei should have no trouble in the future.
Xiao Fei said: "As far as she is concerned, both brother and sister are class monitors, which is quite interesting."
Lin Lan said: "Both brothers and sisters are good at learning, they have strong ability to do things, and they look good. No matter what they encounter in the future, they can have a business consultation. When they see them, they suddenly feel that our only child is very pitiful."
Xiaofei nodded vigorously and agreed. I didn't say anything, I still prefer to be the only child.
I stood by and chatted with Xiao Fei and Lin Lan. After seeing that they had finished wiping their glass, I went back to the classroom on the second floor again. The classroom has been completely renewed. The classmates have a special vision for me. I totally ignore it. Magical skills have not been able to penetrate them long ago.
Looking for a seat to sit, Guan He called me, she actually left me the place next to her, other seats already have people, I can only sit beside her silently.
Mr. Wu came in and began to announce the list of class cadres. The class leader was a boy who had just transferred from Xi’an named Li Shan. Mr. Wu said that he used to be the class leader and had experience in managing the class; Guan He was a learning member and part-time Chinese class representative; I was appointed as a math class representative, not to mention just a class representative, the class teacher's class representative often has many special rights.
This is the first official post in my life. When I was a child, I had longed for infinitely, but now, I just feel helpless. I think I can understand the mood of Zhang Jun as monitor.
Teacher Wu assigned another seat, and Guan He and I were still sitting at the same table and were arranged in the middle of the classroom. Teacher Wu said profoundly: "I hope you two will help each other and promote each other, set an example for the whole class, and lead the whole class. Classmates create a good style of study together. "
In this way, my third year of life kicked off. The person I admire sits beside me, the person I am jealous, the person I like, the person who reminds me that I am nothing at all times.
As in the past, Guan He's temperament quickly conquered the hearts of all the classmates. Our class leader Li Shan also lived up to the great expectations of Mr. Wu. He learned well and treated others well and was soon established among his classmates. Prestige, he and Guan He were masculine and gentle, and they managed our class well.
The class is extremely harmonious, and the only dissonant voice is me.
The school holds a board evaluation every two weeks, and the winners have extra points. It is said that this will affect the selection of excellent class collectives, and will also affect the bonus of the class teacher, so the class teachers and class cadres attach great importance.
Li Shan heard that I could paint, and invited me to contribute to the class ’s poster competition, but I refused it with no sentiment. From small to large, what I lack most is a sense of collective honor.
Guan He again invited me again, and I said, "I have only studied for more than a year, and I am not qualified to show it to anyone."
Guan He smiled and said: "Song Chen is in charge of copywriting, I am in charge of blackboard writing, I hope you can be responsible for painting, people who can paint are not difficult to find, in fact Li Shan will paint, but I think you will have a creative idea, We need an eye-catching design. You try it first, and then quit if you really do n’t like it. "
I sighed secretly in my heart, the same thing, coming out of her mouth, always makes the listener infinitely comfortable. I couldn't say anything to her, so I agreed.
Over the years, I have forgotten about the details of many bulletins. Just remember that Guan He and I are perfectionists. Because of the difference between blue and light blue, Guan Heneng wiped out all the blackboards that he had written for four or five hours, and wrote all over again. I will draw four or five pictures for an article, so that everyone can make comments, and then modify it repeatedly until I am satisfied.
Under the cooperation of two somewhat paranoid people, the board report of our class has not even won the second place. For the first time, Li Shan teased me and Guan He that "the two swords are combined and the world is invincible."
Often, all the classmates have left. I, Guan He and Li Shan still work in the classroom. When Guan He and I were so focused, we forgot to eat, and Li Shan went to buy us bread and drinks.
When he buys something delicious, he will greet us to eat first. Guan He and I sat on the desk in the classroom, eating and admiring the fruits of our labor. At this time, it was Li Shan ’s turn to work, and he was responsible for proofreading and retouching.