At 6:20, students began to return to the classroom in groups. Once they sat down, they always had something to talk about, which instantly created a noisy atmosphere in the classroom.
But this kind of atmosphere seems to have nothing to do with the back row.
Liang Qiyun sat alone in her seat, with her English book open to the last word list.
She took a pen and paper and began to copy the words from the first unit while reciting them.
English is her weak subject, so it is always a good idea to memorize more words and accumulate vocabulary.
Furthermore, she could only create such an illusion so as not to appear particularly weird in this busy classroom.
There was a clock hanging on the wall to the right of the blackboard in the classroom. The hands were ticking, approaching half past six.
Liang Qiyun’s classmates in the front row also came back, but she was not familiar with them yet and did not have a suitable opportunity to say hello.
The empty seats in the classroom gradually filled up, and the familiar conversation between the teenagers could be heard again, becoming clearer and clearer. As they sat down in their seats, there was also a burst of heat and heavy breathing.
"Hey, you know what, the guys in Class 6 played basketball pretty well. That Lu Yangshuo made several three-pointers." It was Zhou Mingzheng's talkative classmate, Tang Di, who was speaking.
The next second, Zhou Mingzheng agreed, "He is indeed a good player."
Liang Qiyun looked over quietly.
The young man was seen holding a blue towel and casually wiping his short hair that was soaked with sweat. He was not afraid of his hair becoming messy at all.
His black hair was of a length that would definitely pass inspection by the director of moral education, but not as short as a buzz cut. His smile showed a youthful spirit.
She just glanced at it casually, then quickly looked away, returning her eyes to the vocabulary list in her English textbook.
But the boy's expression and behavior kept replaying in slow motion in my mind.
Zhou Mingzheng broke Liang Qiyun's previous impression of boys.
She always felt that adolescent boys were too childish. They were either immersed in study or were too unstable to focus on playing.
There are few people like Zhou Mingzheng who can balance study and entertainment.
First in grade,
I also play basketball.
Zhang Jiajia came back just as the bell for evening study rang.
Liang Qiyun took the initiative to greet her, and Zhang Jiajia smiled and nodded in response, without saying anything else.
Evening self-study is divided into two sections. The first section lasts until 8:30. Day students can go home first, while boarding students continue to study in the second section until 10 o'clock. After that, they can choose to go back to the dormitory or stay in the classroom to study.
The good atmosphere in key classes is not only reflected in the students' sufficient self-discipline, but also in their strong independent learning ability.
No one spoke during the entire evening study session. All students in the class were studying on their own. Occasionally, the teacher on duty would patrol the corridor outside the window.
The bell rang at 8:30, and the quiet classroom became lively. There was a ten-minute break in between.
Knowing that her father was already waiting at the school gate in her car, Liang Qiyun started packing her schoolbag almost as soon as the bell rang.
She reviewed all the knowledge that would be taught in tomorrow's class and stood up with her empty schoolbag.
Before leaving, Liang Qiyun took the initiative to say to Zhang Jiajia, "Jiajia, I'm going home first. See you tomorrow."
"Okay, see you tomorrow." Zhang Jiajia seemed surprised and she nodded in response.
The school road was quiet, with soft dim lights shining from the kapok trees on both sides. Many day students hurried past with their schoolbags on their backs, some walking alone and some walking with their classmates.
Liang Qiyun walked out of the school gate. There were many cars parked on the side of the road. She found her own Volkswagen, opened the door, sat in the back seat, and shouted "Dad".
Then Liang's father reached out and took out a bag from the passenger seat and handed it to him. He smiled and said, "Yunyun, are you hungry? Your mom made a sandwich. If you're hungry, eat something to fill your stomach."
"I'm really a little hungry. My mother really understands me." Liang Qiyun took the bag and said with a smile.
She had only eaten two cookies in the evening, and now she could vaguely smell the tempting aroma of meat floss on the sandwich, and she was actually a little hungry.
"Your mother cares about you the most." Liang's father replied with a smile. He sat back in the driver's seat, turned the steering wheel and went home.
Liang Qiyun was eating a sandwich and occasionally answering a few questions from Liang's father.
When I got home, I naturally received a lot of caring questions from my mother.
Liang Qiyun just felt warmed in her heart. Her parents really put all their thoughts on her.
At half past ten, Liang Qiyun went to bed in her pink cotton pajamas. Before going to bed, she took out her mobile phone to check her Facebook and WeChat. As usual, there were no private messages.
The family group was quite lively. After she finished reading it, she exited and checked today's news.
In 2014, smartphones have become relatively popular. Even high school students mostly have one. The only difference is between domestic smartphones and fruit brand smartphones.
Liang Qiyun's family is well-off, her parents love her, and her mobile phone is the popular full-screen phone. It is small, slightly smaller than the palm of a hand, and has all the functions on the market.
Fortunately, she is not addicted to her mobile phone. No familiar friends send her private messages every day. After reading today's news, Liang Qiyun checked the alarm clock again to make sure it was on time, then put down her phone, turned off the lights and went to bed.
With nine classes a day, plus evening self-study, her body could hardly bear such intensity of study.
In the next few days, Liang Qiyun almost adapted to high school life. She was still unfamiliar with other people and had never spoken a word to them. She only spoke to Zhang Jiajia occasionally.
Zhang Jiajia was obviously not in the mood. She seemed not to like talking much and was often sleepy. She could even sleep through four of the five classes in the morning.
On the other hand, Zhou Mingzheng and Tang Di, who were on the right side of the aisle, were full of energy. Apart from attending classes, they almost always played basketball after school in the afternoon.
Every time the teacher asked a question, Zhou Mingzheng could answer it accurately.
The fifth class on Thursday morning was physical education. Almost as soon as the bell rang, the physical education teacher shouted to the whole class to go downstairs.
Liang Qiyun followed him down.
"Students, please line up according to the formation during military training." When they arrived at the playground, the physical education teacher stood in front and shouted.
Liang Qiyun paused.
She had never participated in military training, so naturally there was no place for her in the queue.
I was stunned for a moment, but I still stood away consciously to avoid blocking other students from finding a seat.
The formations in military training were more rows than lines, in a square formation, with five lines and eight rows at the time.
There are a total of 40 people in a class, and 39 of them participated in military training. Girls stood in the front row, boys stood in the back row, and then they were arranged according to height.
It just so happens that the first three columns are all girls, and the last two columns are boys.
There is an empty seat in the last column of the eighth row.
Zhou Mingzheng was tall and stood right in the last row of the seventh row.
It was almost noon and the sun was shining brightly overhead. Liang Qiyun only felt her face was a little hot and a little awkward.
The young man turned his head to look at him and smiled brightly, "Classmate, stand over here."
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