Shen Qingqing was thinking of staying in bed a little longer when the arguing on the balcony suddenly erupted, startling her so much that she jumped out of bed and quickly poked her head out from behind the curtains, where she met the eyes of Wu Fangyi, who had already gotten out of bed.
Shen Qingqing blinked, pointed a finger out onto the balcony, and mouthed, "What's wrong?"
Wu Fangyi shook her head. She had just woken up and didn't know what was happening outside.
Shen Qingqing hesitated for two seconds, and was just about to get out of bed when she heard an even louder noise from outside the balcony, along with Chen Siping's scream.
Wu Fangyi rushed out of the balcony door before Shen Qingqing could react. She saw that everyone was alright, but there was a broken washbasin on the ground.
Shen Qingqing caught up, peeked half her head out from Wu Fangyi's shoulder, and glanced at the "battlefield." No one was injured, but the washbasin looked like it had been deliberately smashed.
She inexplicably felt a sense of unease.
What's going on?
However, time waits for no one. Today was the first day of school. Even if there were some unpleasant things, no one kept putting it off. Everyone washed up, changed clothes, and went to the cafeteria to buy a cup of soy milk and two steamed buns. They ate on the way before entering the teaching building.
Because there were discipline inspection officers wearing red armbands checking people's appearance and breakfast downstairs in the teaching building.
Breakfast is not allowed in the teaching building, otherwise it will smell.
Shen Qingqing's classroom was on the second floor, and Wu Fangyi's was on the third floor. Before parting ways, the two agreed to meet at the stairwell after class and have lunch together.
Upon entering the classroom, the blackboard displayed the words "Sit according to your seat number." Shen Qingqing's seat number was 1, but the seat numbers on the desks were scrambled, so Shen Qingqing had to find them one by one.
Those who were already seated knew where seat number one was, so they were all waiting to see who would sit there.
When Shen Qingqing found seat number one and sat down, everyone's eyes immediately turned to her.
Even if Shen Qingqing is not sensitive to other people's gazes, she can't help but be sensitive to the gazes of more than a dozen people at once.
Shen Qingqing paused for a moment after putting down her schoolbag, then silently raised her head to meet the gazes of the people in front of her.
Because Jinzhong uses a small-class teaching model, with the two advanced classes having only thirty students each.
There might be around forty students in a regular class.
The number for the elite classes is about the same.
Therefore, each class has a single seat, with no deskmates, only neighboring deskmates.
Those who met Shen Qingqing's gaze were stunned for a moment, then greeted her with a smile or a nod before looking away.
But when people arrived later and passed by seat number one while looking for a seat, they would all look at Shen Qingqing with surprise and then interact with her.
Who could resist taking a look at a live, top-scoring city student?
Once the whole class had arrived, a strong voice rang out from the back door of the classroom: "Hello, students! This is the first time we've met in the new semester, so let me introduce myself. My surname is Zheng, and my name is Zheng Yonghui. I just taught a senior class, and I'm back this year to teach the first year of high school. I will be your homeroom teacher and also your math teacher!"
As Zheng Yonghui spoke, he walked towards the podium. On his way up, he casually picked up a piece of chalk and quickly wrote his name and phone number on the blackboard: "This is my name and phone number. Write them down and tell your parents when you get home this weekend. I will be making some follow-up phone calls from time to time in the future."
Zheng Yonghui is a chubby man with a spiky haircut and black-rimmed glasses, but he seems very approachable.
Shen Qingqing took out her sticky note from her schoolbag and copied it down.
"Alright, let's take attendance now. You don't need to stand up, just raise your hand so I can see you." Zheng Yonghui held the attendance sheet and began his "Khan's Great Military Check": "First one, Shen Qingqing~ Who is she?"
Shen Qingqing raised her hand.
Where is it?
Shen Qingqing raised her arm and shook it a couple of times.
"Oh, there it is!" Zheng Yonghui scribbled on the attendance list. "It seems our number one student is rather petite! Your studies are already top-notch, but you need to pay more attention to exercise. More exercise will help you grow taller!"
The whole class laughed.
Shen Qingqing's face darkened. Some jokes, if the person making them doesn't find them funny, then they're not jokes, they're offensive.
Shen Qingqing hates being laughed at for her height.
She couldn't even understand why everyone around her was still taller than her, even though she was two centimeters taller in this life than in her previous life.
There were only thirty names; they were called very quickly.
It seems that every homeroom teacher has a special ability to recognize people; they can match names with people just by calling out roll call.
Next came the usual class meeting to elect class officers. However, Zheng Yonghui said, "Our class has few people, so we don't need so many class officer positions. Our class only has nine subject representatives, plus one class monitor, one Youth League secretary, and one academic representative. For matters related to academics, go to the academic representative and the subject representatives. For matters related to class affairs, go to the class monitor and the Youth League secretary."
"Now, if anyone wants to run for class officer, come up on stage and give a speech to garner votes. I'll give you twenty minutes. If the election isn't finished after twenty minutes, I'll appoint someone directly, and then there won't be any changes for the rest of the first year of high school."
Given a time limit, those with ideas acted decisively.
Shen Qingqing sat motionless below, as if in deep meditation, staring blankly at each person who went up to compete.
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