The group returned to the classroom. The class teacher had not started class yet and was speaking routinely.

"Teacher Yang, these children and I went to the printing room with me. I'm sorry to delay your class." The Chinese teacher knocked on the door and explained to the head teacher with a smile.

The head teacher nodded and waved his hand to signal everyone to come in.

Lu Hangguang mixed in and entered the classroom. As soon as he sat down in his seat, he heard a weak "report" coming from the door.

He was stunned and thought of a question.

Shouldn't you wait for Shi Miaomiao to come up with her just now?

It seems like another chance to perform?

...

"A few classmates were not here just now, so I'll say it again." The head teacher knocked on the blackboard, "The basic test has passed, but I can't relax. It's the first monthly exam soon. The monthly exam results are more important, which directly affect the division of ordinary classes and key classes."

Changqing No. 1 Middle School is divided into ordinary classes and key classes. The key classes are sprint groups, composed of the top 20 students in the school.

As long as students in the ordinary class have a monthly exam score of more than key classes, they can replace those who are behind and enter the key classes.

This elimination mechanism puts great pressure on students in key classes and also gives students with good academic performance in ordinary classes a lot of motivation.

The school has not banned this method, and even encouraged students in ordinary classes to surpass key classes. However, students who can enter key classes are all capable and perform relatively stably, so it is not easy to surpass them. At least the members of key classes last semester have not changed.

Shi Miaomiao pursed her lips. Her grades were improving, but they were unstable.

In fact, she thought she might enter a key class this semester, but she didn't expect that she did not do well in the starting school baseline exam and was randomly assigned to Class 14, and later she never passed the top 20.

When the results reach the front row, there is little room for improvement, so you can only consolidate and consolidate.

"Miaomiao, do you want to rush into the key class?"

Shi Miaomiao's deskmate is Zhuo Le, who is a slightly fat and cute second-class person.

Shi Miaomiao replied in a low voice, "Yes."

She really wants to enter a key class because at her current level, the teaching methods of key classes may be more suitable for her.

But in half a semester, she stayed well in Class 14, and her classmates were easy to get along with and had feelings for her. If she entered a key class, she would definitely not have such a harmonious class atmosphere.

But she also knows classmates from key classes, and I heard that their progress has far exceeded that of ordinary classes.

Alas, if you want to get any benefits, you have to pay what price you have to pay.

Zhuo Le bit the pen and said vaguely, "Miaomiao, as long as you perform normally next month's exam, you will definitely have no problem entering the key class. I believe you."

Zhuo Le doesn't study well, she doesn't care about her grades and is happy every day. Fortunately, her ambitions are not learning.

She likes two-dimensional things, so she just waits for high school to sign up for a specialty school and learn to draw systematically.

Shi Miaomiao has seen Zhuo Le's paintings, and it has achieved some success and is also very cute in style.

"Miaomiao, when you get into the key class, I'll give you a painting." Zhuo Le said that he was a classmate who was immediately away from him. She couldn't help but say in advance, "When I become famous in the future, you can still show off. This is Mrs. Zhuo Le's handwriting!"

Shi Miaomiao couldn't help but be amused by her, and her depression was dispelled. "Okay, that's a matter of time, but don't let you take it out then, I'll chase you at your house and stare at your painting."

"Yes." Zhuo Le immediately became interested when he heard the painting at home, and the volume was louder. He completely forgot that this was in class, "Talk about it, you have not been to my house yet!"

"Well..." Not only did Shi Miaomiao never go to Zhuo Le's house, but she had never been to her classmates' houses since she went to high school.

Because when she was in her first year of high school, she found that her junior high school grades were nothing in high school, so she fell into a very anxious state for a while in her first and second year of high school. After her grades slowly caught up, she felt a little relieved and was willing to make friends with her classmates.

"The Qingming Festival is about to be on holiday. Do you want to go out for a walk and visit the grave? You can come to my house first and see my recent works, and then let's go together..."

Zhuo Le made plans enthusiastically. She was very keen on such outings. Going out to collect folk songs will give her a lot of inspiration.

Shi Miaomiao thought about it and shook her head, "Forget it, there will be a lot of homework then."

"Oh, you can learn better by combining work and rest." Zhuo Le didn't force him too much, "If you change your mind, tell me in advance."

"Yes, okay." Shi Miaomiao agreed.

"Zhuo Le, Shi Miaomiao!" The head teacher used a blackboard eraser to knock on the blackboard vigorously, "What are you two talking about below? So excited? Do you want to say a few words?"

Ah! Oops!

After being named, the two lowered their heads at the same time, and looked at each other with an undissipated smile on their faces.

I was talking so excitedly! I completely forgot that the teacher stood on the podium!

"How can I listen to class in this state? When has it been? You are not children anymore, and you don't have any self-control?"

The head teacher was merciless when he scolded someone. He wanted to save face for his good student Shi Miaomiao, but when he saw Zhuo Le who didn’t study hard, he became angry again! No matter how much one or two, it’s worry-free! He must change tables next time!

He wanted to say a few more words, but he heard a huge "thorn---------" two sounds!

The table rubbed against the floor and made a harsh sound, instantly overwhelming his volume.

The head teacher looked in the voice, muttering in his heart, but still showed an angry side:

"Lu Hangguang! What are you doing?! Can't sit still?!"

When he first took over this class, the superior leader told him to take care of Lu Hangguang more. If he couldn't take care of it, he wouldn't care less about it. After all, some people cannot be messed with by school leaders.

The head teacher knew Lu Hangguang's background. Although he did not dare to punish Lu Hangguang too severely, if he let things go like this, he would be afraid that he would not be able to convince the public in the future and would not be able to control other students!

But just saying this is the case, there can be no more!

Lu Hangguang leaned back on the back of the chair, not caring about the class teacher's roar at all.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Shi Miaomiao's back through the gaps between many people.

Lu Hangguang didn't care about the eyes of other students, and flexibly turned the pen between his fingers. His eyes were a little lost. He thought that she would at least look back when she made such a big noise.

The sweet smile appeared in my mind again in the stairwell.

Lu Hangguang's hand paused—

It's really deadly.

The vocabulary is too scarce to think of any other words to describe.

Lu Hangguang took out his cell phone from the drawer and sent a text message to Ye Yuda, "How do you describe a girl who looks so good when she smiles?"

...

Zhuo Le turned around and took a look, and with just a glance she quickly withdrew her gaze.

After being criticized by name just now, she didn't dare to be too bold, so she could only write a small note to Shi Miaomiao: "Lu Hangguang has been watching you for a long time."

As a deskmate, she knew a lot of things.

At least she knew that in the past half month, Shi Miaomiao had gone to the gymnasium to look for Lu Hangguang every morning, and the two of them often walked back together.

In other words, isn’t it just that two people often walk on the campus path together on a beautiful morning when the spring breeze blows?

Especially last time, Miaomiao came back with a school uniform of obviously large size, and her little face was red.

Who can not think more?

As a second-hand girl with extremely active gossip factors, Zhuo Le's brain cells have keenly sensed the unusual ambiguous atmosphere between the two people, and have also imagined countless campus love scenes in the girl's anime.

She handed the note to Shi Miaomiao's desk, and she didn't look at it. Sure enough, she saw Shi Miaomiao's confused expression.

"Look back and take a look." Zhuo Le poked Shi Miaomiao's arm in a narrow way.

If Shi Miaomiao and Lu Hangguang were a pair, it would be so pleasing to the eye! It would be so good!

The more he was teased by Zhuo Le, the less he wanted to turn back. She was afraid that if she really met Lu Hangguang, it would be even more embarrassing. She always looked back at him...

The note written by Zhuo Le is still on the book, and she can see the words on it as soon as she lowers her head.

Land Aviation...

These three words passed by the tip of his tongue. Shi Miaomiao lay on the table and stuffed the notes written by Zhuo Le into his school uniform pocket.

"Don't think so much, listen to the class!" Shi Miaomiao whispered to Zhuo Le, "Or I'll be named again later!"

"Okay OK, okay." Zhuo Le said perfunctorily.

She is a deskmate, and she can't help but be funny.

...

On the other side.

Ye Yuda is not a good student who loves learning.

As soon as Lu Hangguang's text message arrived, he secretly turned on his vibrating cell phone under the desk.

He looked at the text message and pulled down his glasses. The more he looked, the more he felt that Brother Lu’s text message was not of great level.

How can I "describe a girl"? Isn't it clearer to post "How to describe Shi Miaomiao" directly?

I thought so in my heart, but I couldn't reply to the text message like this.

If he was calculated based on his Chinese scores, he was a little better than Brother Lu. Unfortunately, he had no experience with girls with slick tongues. When he closed his eyes, his mind was full of words such as "close the moon and shy flowers", "sinking fish and falling geese", "like flowers and jade"...

"Brother Lu, I won't be able to make girls happy. You have to ask Xun Zhen about this, his mouth can tell you."

The moment the text message showed that it had been delivered, Ye Yuda felt a thrill.

Xun Zhen is good at speaking, but sometimes it is too unreliable, and he doesn't even have a chance to keep a secret even if he opens his mouth. Brother Lu should have his own discernment ability, right? Don't he copy whatever that guy Xun Zhen said!
To be continued...