Chapter 9(1/2)
I haven't said this before. - Tsangyang Gyatso
I heard that Mr. Lu Xun’s famous quotes are the most popular among Chinese people, so many strange words are named Mr. Lu Xun’s name.
In fact, Tsangyang Gyatso and Zhang Ailing said that they also need to have names, otherwise the coffin board would not be able to be suppressed.
Luo Yi recited a Buddhist poem, which was written by Shi Shaotan, a famous monk in the Song Dynasty.
He left more than a thousand poems in his life, almost all of which were related to Buddhist philosophy, and this poem is not famous.
She was helping Qian Jiayun - even if Ye Xiaoyang could see through this trick at a glance.
Ye Xiaoyang glanced at Qian Jiayun indifferently, as if she was still thinking about what the poem Luo Yi was chanting meant.
Ye Xiaoyang walked into the school clinic, put the bag in his hand on the empty seat beside her, and said, "I bought it for you."
Luo Yi closed the book and looked at him with a tilted head.
Ye Xiaoyang took out the milk tea one cup after another from the paper bag and placed it on the chair: "Original flavor, pearls, coconut fruit, pudding, milk green, what do you want to drink?"
Luo Yi: "..."
I have no doubt about feeling that he is a milk tea shop clerk.
Qian Jiayun was stunned. If there was any operation, it was even more sexy than just rumbling through the window, so this would definitely be one.
"I drink the original flavor." Luo Yi did not refuse him.
Luo Yi has a constitution with hypoglycemia and hypotension all year round. She is naturally sweet and cannot do without sugar.
She poked the straw into the milk tea cup and took a sip. The sweet taste instantly melted on the tip of her tongue, and the pain on her cheek seemed to relieve a little.
Luo Yi hasn't drunk milk tea for a long time, and the students on campus cannot buy milk tea at school.
She glanced at the neatly arranged milk tea, and she could burst out with happiness with a sip, and was made a little weird - just like the economic bubble immediately after the Great Depression, with great inflation.
"You bought too much," she said, "I can't finish drinking."
Qian Jiayun blinked at Luo Yi and signaled that she could serve her and reluctantly helped to eliminate some of the extra calories. She would bear the extra calories!
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaoyang said: "If you can't finish drinking, throw it away."
Qian Jiayun: “…”
Drink one cup and throw it away? Eight hundred years ago, the rich people were no longer showing off their wealth!
Didn’t he know that waste food would be punished by God?
After Luo Yi drank a cup of milk tea, the ice bag was almost melted.
Qian Jiayun looked at her face: "It seems to be better than just now."
Luo Yi thanked the school doctor and prepared to leave.
The school doctor brought her a few disposable masks, which could cover her face.
Back in the classroom, the next section is the class meeting, and Ji Changming has already copied the PPT on the podium.
No. 1 Middle School will send the class teacher a PPT produced by the school every week to convey the key points of this week.
Luo Yi lowered her eyes and looked at the milk tea bag in her hand. It wouldn't seem good if the head teacher saw it?
"What are you afraid of? Lao Ji doesn't prohibit students from eating snacks." Qian Jiayun used his elbow to pound Luo Yi, signaling her to walk forward boldly.
Luo Yi carefully returned to her seat and placed the milk tea bag on the partition under the table.
Ji Changming saw her, but said nothing.
"I feel like Teacher Ji is quite good."
"Of course, other classes envy our class." Qian Jiayun said, "Lao Ji is good at teaching and is still very concerned about us. The most important thing is that he is not as strict as other class teachers."
"The premise is not to violate the situation that touches Lao Ji's bottom line." Qian Jiayun added.
"What does it mean to touch the bottom line?"
"Last semester, a boy was fighting the Three Kingdoms Killing in his class. When he was caught by Lao Ji, he was scolded and asked his parents to write a review."
Well, it turns out that fighting the Three Kingdoms Kill has already reached Ji Changming's bottom line.
In the past, when students didn’t fight, the head teacher wouldn’t care.
"Oh, maybe there are some of the things Fahai said today. Go to an Internet cafe to have a fight and fall in love." Qian Jiayun thought about it and remembered something again, "But this has never happened to our class until now."
As he was talking, the class bell rang, and Qian Jiayun quickly shut up.
"Today's class meeting was mainly two things. One was to summarize the midterm exam, and the other was to emphasize school rules and regulations." Ji Changming rolled the cuffs of the plaid shirt to his elbows, and supported his arms on the podium and spoke.
"The results of our class in this midterm exam are pretty good. There are 3 people in the top ten, 7 people in the top thirty, and 18 people in the top 100. The total average grade is the first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the class immediately applauded and cheered.
Qian Jiayun whispered: "Our school has a stable chance of going to Tsinghua University, and the top 30 are the top 5, and the top 100 are basically on the top 5."
"Then how many times did you take the exam?" Luo Yi asked secretly.
"Hey, I only got 96th place in the exam this time, almost not even entering the top 100."
Luo Yi: "..."
I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak.
Qian Jiayun seemed to be laughing and playing with her every day, but she didn't expect that she was also a top student.
As expected, the lie is a lie. He shouts that he didn't do well in the exam and his grades are higher than anyone else when he gets it.
Ji Changming clicked on the PPT, which contained a list of the top 30 grades.
Luo Yi saw Ye Xiaoyang's name at first sight, and the total score was more than ten points!
If all students' grades are put into the standard normal distribution, Ye Xiaoyang is definitely the discrete data on the head, and the mathematical model will ignore him.
Perhaps because Ye Xiaoyang stayed on the throne of the first grade for too long, Ji Changming was no longer surprised.
He just mentioned that he was in Class 6 and then he drew this page of PPT.
"The parents' meeting will be held this Saturday morning. Remember to notify the parents to be present. If there are any parents who cannot come, please tell me in advance."
There was another whispering below. No student liked to hold parent-teacher meetings. The messy things in parents' WeChat groups on weekdays made people depressed.
"Quiet." Ji Changming said, "Let me emphasize the matter of discipline."
He pressed the next page of PPT, and there was a punishment resolution on it. It was the one read by Fang Dahai this morning.
"I never want to talk about these things. People say they are old or small, and it is normal for boys and girls to have a good impression of each other. But—" Ji Changming changed his tone, "You are going to school now, so you must put learning first. The school prohibits early love because early love is too affecting your study."
"As soon as you fall in love, your mind is full of messy things. How can you calm down and study?" Ji Changming said earnestly, "If everyone's grades rise sharply after they fall in love, the school will definitely be the first to stand up to encourage early love."
"But it turns out that this is unlikely. I have taught so many students, and as long as I fall in love, my grades will inevitably decline to a greater or lesser extent."
"A few years ago, I had a girl under my command. The seedlings of Tsinghua and Peking University were delayed by love. In the end, I didn't get well in the college entrance examination and went to a normal 985. It would be fine if I finally got married, but at least I found a partner without a good university. As a result, the two broke up less than two months after the start of university. Do you think it's worth it?"
The students below shook their heads, saying that this transaction was too unpaid.
"Not to mention high school, even a couple in college, how many can they go to the end? There is a saying that breaks up after graduation." Ji Changming said: "So don't waste your good time on early love. If you really like the other person, you can endure it until after the college entrance examination."
Luo Yi has always been a very well-behaved girl. Now she has come to a concentration camp of top students like No. 1 Middle School, and her behavior is even more cautious.
Luo Hengzhou is not like other parents who are urging their children to study like military force, but deep down she yearns for a good university.
Since she was a child, she has never even liked any male classmates.
She developed slowly than her peers, and basically all her classmates regarded her as a younger sister, so early love is not a good thing for her. What Ji Changming said has nothing to do with her.
She picked up a pen and scribbled it on the draft paper to pass the time.
Seeing that get out of class was about to end, Ji Changming raised another new topic: "I heard that a classmate was injured in physical education class just now."
Luo Yi's pen was paused.
"In daily extracurricular activities, you must pay attention to safety, do not hurt yourself or others." Ji Changming's eyes floated to Luo Yi and emphasized: "The body is the capital of revolution."
Luo Yi immediately corrected her sitting position. She was wearing a mask and showed her eyes like a deer.
"Some male students who usually like to do strenuous exercise should be careful. There are one or two missing arms and legs in the school every year."
Everyone in the classroom went to see Ye Xiaoyang. He was holding his chin and turning his pen, but suddenly felt uncomfortable by these carefree eyes.
It seemed like he had lost his arms and legs.
After evening self-study, Luo Yi brought the remaining two cups of milk tea back to the dormitory.
She drank another glass after dinner and gave Qian Jiayun one. The remaining two glasses were really unlucky to live up to. It would definitely be deteriorated until tomorrow, so it would be better to share them with the other two roommates.
There are two other girls in the dormitory named Shen Xinyi and Du Lin. Their homes are not from Xishui City.
"Wow, there is actually milk tea."
"Where did it come from?"
Qian Jiayun came out of the bathroom after washing her face and shouted, "This is what Ye Xiaoyang bought."
"Who asked him to smash Luo Yi?" She sat on the bed and said, "For the sake of milk tea, others are not bad."
The two girls looked at each other.
To be continued...