When the bell rang, the students crowded in front of the blackboard at the back dispersed and returned to their seats.
The back suddenly became empty. Liang Qiyun stood up and walked to the back row to look at the score sheet.
The most eye-catching are the three words "Zhou Mingzheng" at the top of the list. In addition to the total score and grade ranking, there is also a series of subject scores and individual subject rankings.
Liang Qiyun looked along the first row and saw that the scores in basically every subject were very good, and the ranking in individual subjects was also among the top in the grade.
In the important subject of Chinese alone, Zhou Mingzheng ranked over 100th, which is obviously a weak subject that holds him back.
But even so, Zhou Mingzheng's total score was still 20 points higher than the second place in the class and the second place in the grade.
She continued to look down the list of names, not being curious about how others performed, until she found her own name in the twelfth place. Liang Qiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ranked twelfth in the class and thirteenth in the grade, it’s not too good, but it’s acceptable.
She couldn't help but sigh that Class 1 was indeed the key class with the highest admission scores. At least among the top thirteen students in the grade, only one was from outside the class.
There are a total of 20 classes in one grade in L Middle School, of which there are six key classes. Class 1 is the most powerful class, also known as the rocket class. Classes 2, 3 and 4 are key classes, and classes 5 and 6 are always secondary key classes.
Hearing the boy and Tang Di walking into the classroom laughing and talking, Liang Qiyun came back to her senses. She had just finished reading, so she hurried back to her seat and sat down.
The next second, I heard the two of them quarreling with each other in the back. It was Tang Di who was mercilessly teasing, "Your Chinese is too heroic. It's simply unbearable to watch."
"Does it seem like your politics are visible to the naked eye?" The boy's voice was still clear and bright, with a familiarity as if he was talking to a friend.
He responded mercilessly, "You can't be that good at Chinese if you can use the word 'heroic'."
Liang Qiyun was reading a book with her head down. When she heard their conversation, she couldn't help but shook her head in amusement.
Her movements were so small that even Zhang Jiajia, who was sitting beside her in a daze, didn't notice, let alone anyone else.
Liu Tao came quickly. He stood on the podium, looked around and said, "You all saw the transcript posted at the back, right? This score can't be said to fully reflect your ability, but at least it can show your learning status in recent times."
"Some students have maintained their initial level very well, while others have seen their grades drop significantly, which requires reflection and readjustment of their study methods. Of course, some students have made great progress and can be said to have caught up, which is also worthy of praise."
He highlighted the names of several students, praised them intensively, and then continued, "I have already arranged your new seating chart. You will change seats after school this afternoon."
"Sun Shangxiang, come with me to the office." After Liu Tao finished speaking, he called out a girl's name and walked out of the classroom.
Liang Qiyun looked up and saw that Sun Shangxiang was obviously nervous. Her deskmates and the students sitting in front and behind her were talking to her about flowers, and she could vaguely hear them trying to comfort her not to be nervous.
Sun Shangxiang was a petite girl, and with the encouragement of her classmates, she resolutely followed Liu Tao out of the classroom, as if she was going to the battlefield.
Next, one after another, Sun Shangxiang came back and called another classmate to go to the office, one after another.
Gradually, the classmates realized that Liu Tao was clearly looking for someone to talk to.
Soon Zhang Jiajia was also called away. Five minutes later, she came back and whispered to Liang Qiyun, "Teacher Liu wants you to come to the office."
"Okay, thank you." Liang Qiyun was stunned for a while when she heard this, then nodded and thanked him.
She stood up, walked through the back row, and went out the back door directly towards Liu Tao's office.
On the way, I kept thinking that this shouldn’t be the case. My test scores were almost the same as my admission scores.
There is no reason why Liu Tao would come to her.
Liang Qiyun knew that Liu Tao's office was on the third floor, but it was the first time she went to his office to see him after more than a month of school.
When she arrived at the office door, Liang Qiyun immediately saw the table and chairs facing the door, as well as Liu Tao's serious figure studying some documents with his head down.
She raised her hand and knocked on the office door, calling out, "Teacher Liu."
"Hey, Qiyun is here, come in quickly." Liu Tao raised his head and saw her, then immediately smiled and raised his hand to greet her.
Liang Qiyun felt relieved when she saw the slightly kind smile of her class teacher. At least it shouldn't be a bad thing that Liu Tao was looking for her.
Liu Tao was very polite. He directly moved a chair and asked Liang Qiyun to sit down. When she opened her mouth to refuse, he said with concern, "I have also checked your disease. You can't be tired. Sit down and rest for a while."
"Okay, thank you, teacher." Liang Qiyun didn't expect him to be so thoughtful. The fact that he went out of his way to look up relevant information about her illness surprised her and even touched her a little.
During her growth, she met many teachers, some of whom were indifferent and irresponsible, but most of whom were full of love and care. It was rare for someone like Liu Tao to go out of her way to look up relevant information.
As soon as I sat down, I heard Liu Tao say with a smile, "I see that you did quite well in the exam this time, Qiyun. Are you used to high school life now? If the intensity is too high and you feel unwell, just tell me. I will negotiate with the teachers of each subject."
"Thank you, teacher. I'm basically adapted now. The homework is also okay. I'm not under too much pressure for the time being." Liang Qiyun responded with a smile.
This kind of thing is very common.
Many teachers always treated her favorably, thinking that as long as she could keep up with her grades despite her poor physical condition, she was already very impressive.
Liang Qiyun has long been accustomed to it. She thinks it's okay and doesn't feel looked down upon or uncomfortable in any way.
She had known for a long time that it was a great fortune for her to be alive and well and to be able to study like she was now.
She also knew that Liu Tao asked her to come over today, probably because of other things.
As expected, Liu Tao handed her an A4 paper and said to her with a smile, "Qiyun, take a look at the new seating chart. Is this seat okay? I've observed that you and Zhang Jiajia don't usually communicate much. Maybe it would be good to change seats so that you can get to know more classmates."
Liang Qiyun took the new seating chart and habitually looked towards the back row of the classroom. The next second, her pupils slightly dilated, staring at the two names that were closely next to each other.
Zhou Mingzheng | Liang Qiyun.
Tang, who originally sat in this position, was moved to the seat in front of Zhou Mingzheng.
Then Liu Tao continued, "Ming Zheng has a good temper and is responsible. You can always ask him for help if you need anything."
"I changed the seats this time based on the monthly exam results. Deskmates are supposed to help each other. You are number one in Chinese and he is also number one in English. It's a good opportunity for you to help each other and see if you can improve."
Thinking back to when I looked at the total score ranking list just now, the boy’s scores in Chinese were indeed the worst. Although both are liberal arts subjects, English was the only one that took the top spot.
As for myself, my English has not been very good since I was a child. No matter how hard I try to learn, it is useless and my English level is only above average.
Even though this upper-middle level is not bad, it is definitely a lagging subject in a key class full of experts.
After Liu Tao finished speaking, he saw Liang Qiyun lowering her eyes and staring at the seat paper without saying anything, so he thought she was unwilling.
He thought about it and added, "Of course, it still depends on your wishes. If you don't want to, and you want to sit at the same table with someone, just tell Teacher Liu and I will adjust it for you."
This was also the first time for him to teach such a special student. It was hard to guess what a girl was thinking, so Liu Tao even asked his wife for advice. His wife said that he should try to show more concern and respect her wishes.
After all, according to the pathological information found, it is still unknown how far the girl can go.
As a teacher, I have complicated feelings, and I hope she can get what she wants and live a good life every day.
"Sure, teacher, I'll follow your instructions." Liang Qiyun hesitated for a while, but still nodded in response.
What Liu Tao said makes sense, and it is normal for classmates to help each other.
She was with Zhang Jiajia in the first place with the purpose of making good friends. Perhaps because she was too utilitarian, Zhang Jiajia had always been rather cold and indifferent. Sometimes, the two of them could even sit at the same table for a whole day without saying a word.
At first she couldn't help feeling lonely, but later she thought more positively and felt that maybe the two of them just weren't compatible as friends, so she should just let things take their own course.
Although she came up with so many reasons in her heart, Liang Qiyun knew clearly that she was still doing it to follow that little expectation in her heart.
She sincerely hoped to be able to get closer to that handsome and handsome young man.
Closer.
"Okay, let's settle this." Liu Taojian and Liang Qiyun agreed, also happy. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's okay, go back to the classroom to study, and come to my office if you have anything. Oh, and call someone over for me."
He read out another girl's name.
Liang Qiyun nodded in agreement. She stood up and walked out of the office, went down the stairs and came to the classroom door.
The warm breeze blew outside, as if it could also feel her slightly hot heart.
She took a deep breath, walked into the classroom without changing her expression, called the student sitting in front of her to go to the office to see the teacher, and then sat back in her seat.
Liang Qiyun placed the homework assigned in the morning on the table and pondered it, but her mind was buzzing and she couldn't calm down.
What was even more restless was her heart, beating wildly and uncontrollably, and her face turned red as if from the lack of air.
There was still a self-study class left, and Liu Tao continued to ask people to come back and call another person to go to the office. Basically, all the students in the class had been called.
When the class was about to end, Tang Di came back, put his arm around Zhou Mingzheng's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Old Liu wants you to go to his office."
There is a hint of sarcasm in his words.
"Look how capable you are." Zhou Mingzheng stood up and retorted in a low voice.
As the class monitor, he is usually calm and steady when handling class affairs, but the jokes he makes with his good friends are full of youthful vigor, and that childish energy is even more touching.
Liang Qiyun knew that Liu Tao called him this time probably to ask him to get the seating chart.
She couldn't help but imagine what the boy's expression would be when he saw the new seating chart.
Perhaps he would wonder who this "Liang Qiyun" is.
Before the bell rang, Zhou Mingzheng came back. His expression was the same as usual. He walked straight to the podium and said loudly, "Classmates, excuse me for the last few minutes. Here is the new seating chart. I'll post it at the back. Everyone can take a look at it after class. Then we can change seats and go eat."
After he finished speaking, seeing that no one else said anything, he went straight to the back blackboard and posted the seating chart.
Tang Di's eyesight was good enough that even without leaving his seat, he could see the contents on the seating chart by turning around.
At this moment he couldn't help but whispered, "Fuck..."
Liang Qiyun heard it, but at that moment she could do nothing but bury her head and pretend to do her homework.
When the bell rang, all the students swarmed to the back blackboard to watch, with all kinds of cries and joys.
Fortunately, many seats were arranged for boys and girls to sit at the same table, so I didn't hear any students say anything.
Naturally, eating is the most important thing for high school students. No matter how happy, shocked or unhappy they are about the seat change, as long as they move their seats early, they can get to the cafeteria earlier.
After most students looked at their seats, they immediately went back to move their desks.
Liang Qiyun then stood up and pretended to look at the seats. She also noticed that Zhang Jiajia was assigned to the middle row of the classroom.
After returning to her seat, she stood while packing her things and heard two girls in the front row reluctantly saying to each other:
"I really miss you. It's so nice to sit at the same table with you."
"I miss you so much, but it's okay. Maybe we can change seats together next time."
Even though she no longer had any hope, Liang Qiyun still subconsciously looked at Zhang Jiajia.
She looked indifferent as she packed her things, showing no intention of talking at all.
Liang Qiyun sighed softly. She put the water cup that she had placed on the ground on the table, hung her schoolbag on the back of the chair, pushed the chair in and stuck it between the tables, and then pulled hard.
She didn't have enough strength and it was difficult for her to pull out a set of empty tables and chairs, not to mention that the room was filled with textbooks and exercise books of various subjects.
Even if you use your greatest strength, the desk will only move a little.
As she was struggling with her dilemma, she heard the young man's clear and melodious voice behind her.
He said, "Let me help you move the tables and chairs."
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