Chapter 468 Secret Love 7
The afternoon sun shines into the classroom through the soft curtains.
As soon as the bell rang, before the students could run out in groups of three or five, the head teacher walked into the classroom with textbooks in his hands and patted the desk.
The originally noisy classroom became silent in an instant.
The head teacher coughed lightly and said, "I'd like to borrow a few minutes of your time to tell you something. National Day is coming soon. Our junior high school and high school campuses are going to hold a friendly basketball game to celebrate the birthday of our motherland. There will also be a friendly evening party in the afternoon.
The school requires each class to perform a program. The cultural and arts committee member should think carefully about what program to perform and report it to me later.
Our program will compete with the high school department. The winner will not only receive a certificate, but also be eligible for extra points from the mobile red flag.
In addition, students who want to sign up for the school basketball tournament can come to my office after school to sign up. The school will conduct a preliminary screening of the applicants before deciding on the final participants.
As soon as the head teacher finished speaking, the boy sitting in the back row immediately raised his hand.
The head teacher pushed up his black-framed glasses and asked, "Song Zhiwei, do you have any questions?"
"Which campus will the teacher basketball game be held on?"
"It's held on the high school campus. Even the social evening is held on the high school campus. Does anyone have any other questions?"
Their school's playground and auditorium were not big enough to accommodate so many people. The directors of both campuses discussed it and decided to hold it in the high school department, and they would need people from the junior high school department to help with the decoration.
After all, they are high school seniors who are about to face the college entrance examination and have tight study schedules, so they can't possibly waste time on such things.
Seeing that other students did not continue to ask questions, the head teacher left the classroom.
After the head teacher left, the classroom suddenly exploded with heated discussions.
Song Zhiwei rubbed his way to sit at the same table with Shen Jingmo and asked, "Shen Jingmo, do you want to sign up for the basketball game?"
"But I'm not very good at basketball." Shen Jingmo remembered that Song Zhiwei was not very good at basketball. "Do you want to sign up?"
"I'm not very good at it either. Anyway, there are still a few days left. At worst, we can just sharpen our weapons before the battle." Song Zhiwei played with two walnuts on the table. "The most important thing is that we can go to the high school campus to see my sister."
The management of their high school campus is much stricter than that of their junior high school campus, and no unauthorized persons are allowed to enter the high school campus.
Hearing this, Shen Jingmo paused while writing on the test paper, and his heartbeat slowly accelerated.
In the next few days, Song Zhiyuan didn't see Chen Jingmo and Song Zhiwei when she returned home from school every day. The two of them didn't say where they were going. Song Zhiwei perfunctorily explained that they were rehearsing a program at school.
In a few days, the two campuses of their school will hold friendly matches and parties, and Song Zhiyuan did not have too many doubts about this.
As the fraternity gets closer, the junior high school campus and the first and second year high school students have started preparations in full swing. After school every day, the grade director will ask a few male students to go to the high school campus to help decorate the auditorium for the fraternity party.
Only the senior high school students were not affected at all and attended classes seriously.
After several days of hard work by teachers and students, the auditorium was almost ready. Song Zhiwei had just taken a chance to sit down and rest when he heard the teacher say over the microphone, "Two boys, go to the teacher's office next to Class 1, Grade 3, and bring over another speaker. This one isn't enough."
I heard that I could go to the senior high school teaching building.
Song Zhiwei immediately stood up, put his arm around Shen Jingmo's shoulders and volunteered, "Teacher, let's go together."
The teacher responded and continued to adjust the sound system.
The two teenagers ran out of the auditorium excitedly, walked through the main road lined with camphor trees, and came to the senior high school teaching building opposite the library.
The senior high school students are still studying on their own.
Although the classroom is not so quiet that you can hear a pin drop, every student is studying hard.
The two teenagers peeked up to the third floor and followed the class number on the doorplate to find Class 1, Grade 3 where Song Zhiyuan was.
The teacher's office is just ahead of Class 1, Grade 3.
The two of them stopped in front of the window of Class 1, Grade 3, and looked into the room quietly through the window.
Song Zhiyuan was not wearing her school uniform today. She was wearing a printed white T-shirt and had her long hair loose, pinned behind her head with a hairpin.
Because Song Zhiyuan skipped a grade and was much shorter than her peers, the teacher arranged her to sit in the middle of the front row, closest to the podium.
Song Zhiyuan was flipping through her extracurricular books, a lollipop in her mouth, when someone suddenly pushed the back of her chair from behind. She frowned and turned to see a young man with a playful smile handing her a chemistry test paper. "Song Zhiyuan, how do you do this problem? I've been working on it for a long time, but the answer doesn't match."
Song Zhiyuan glanced carefully at the test paper and said coldly, "You even brought the wrong formula, how can the answer be correct?"
"No wonder I got it wrong after spending so long trying to solve it. It turns out the process was wrong." Chen Siyuan muttered to himself.
Without waiting for Song Zhiyuan to turn around, Chen Siyuan took out another set of test papers and said, "Song Zhiyuan, can you help me look at this math problem? I haven't gotten it right yet."
"This question is a basic question for us high school students." After saying this, Song Zhiyuan turned back and sat down again, continuing to look at the extracurricular book in his hand.
The girl sitting across from Chen Siyuan sneered and said, "You're just trying to get away from someone who's not interested.
Chen Siyuan, you are at least in the top 50 of our grade, yet you can't even do this kind of basic question. Your brain must have been given back to your high school math teacher."
Chen Siyuan's face instantly turned ugly after being exposed, and he immediately retorted, "I just didn't think of it for a moment."
Chen Siyuan ignored Yang Rao, dragged the chair under him forward a few times, moved closer to Song Zhiyuan, and poked Song Zhiyuan's arm with his finger.
Song Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with impatience, but he finally suppressed it and said softly, "You still don't know how to do that question."
"There is no question I don't know." Yang Qi saw through all her little thoughts, and she couldn't continue to use the questions as an excuse.
Before Song Zhiyuan could ignore him, Chen Siyuan quickly spoke up, "Student Song Zhiyuan, I've signed up for a basketball tournament between our campus and the junior high school. Will you be there to watch?"
Song Zhiyuan blurted out without thinking, "Not interested."
The words that were about to come out of Chen Siyuan's mouth were instantly choked back.
Chen Siyuan reorganized his words and said, "Classmate Song Zhiyuan, as long as you can come and watch our game, I will definitely win and bring honor to our class."
Before Song Zhiyuan could speak, Yang Qi had already spoken back, "Do you really think Song Zhiyuan is a turtle in the wishing well? Just look at you and you can win. If you can't even beat those brats in junior high school, it would be a real disgrace."
Song Zhiyuan shook her head helplessly. "I promised to help the teacher sort out the archives that day, so I don't have time to go over there. Just do your best."
Rejected by Song Zhiyuan, Chen Siyuan glanced at Yang Qi and said, "You're the only one with a big mouth."
After saying that, Chen Siyuan moved his chair back.
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