In the blink of an eye, October is already halfway through, but the heat is still lingering.
The autumn heat is coming with great force, making many people feel a little restless.
The class outing was several days ago.
The students have returned to their study life, and the learning atmosphere is better and the class atmosphere is more harmonious.
Whenever she thinks of that day, He Sui's bright fox eyes, stained by fireworks, will once again come to Cong Nian's mind.
It made her blush and her heart beat fast.
English teacher Vera pointed at the grammar on the projector and talked incessantly, and her figure seemed to have become rounder.
"Which verbs only take infinitives as objects?"
After one question was asked, only a few people in the audience raised their hands.
“hope.”
“want.”
“agree.”
"Okay, sit down."
The hand holding the chalk quickly wrote two rows of words on the blackboard.
His tone was high-pitched, and he pushed up the red glasses frame on his nose from time to time.
Cong Nian held the pen, her little face a little red from the hot air blowing in from the window, and she lowered her head to carefully write down the knowledge points in her notebook.
He Sui slept soundly for a long time, resting his head on his arm.
Even Vera was speechless about his behavior of sleeping in class.
She was once punished by being made to stand in the corner. When the leaders who were inspecting the classroom discipline saw it, they scolded her as a teacher.
He was punished by being made to copy the text, but the next day he handed in the text with different handwriting, and he continued to sleep in class even though he was supposed to.
Even the pop quizzes a few days ago were the same, there was never enough time to write the essays.
Vera had never seen such a shameless student before, so she decided to go all out.
Let him be.
"Ding-ling-ling-ling..."
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students didn't become restless until Vera left the classroom with the book.
Those who want to pour water pour water, and those who want to chat chat.
Geng Feiyu, who was sitting next to the podium, walked over in small steps, holding an English book and notebook, and holding a pencil case.
He pulled over the chair of a classmate who had gone out to the toilet to get some water and sat down on it himself.
"Student Congnian, what does this grammar just now mean? Can you explain it to me again?"
He tilted his head to glance at He Sui who was still sleeping, and his voice became softer.
He pointed at a grammar rule in the book with a humble and serious expression.
The other students saw this and came over with their books.
Several people soon gathered around the small desk.
Even the narrow aisles were congested.
After the monthly exam, with the help of Chen Yanke, they got Cong Nian to agree to help them with their English lessons.
After returning from the National Day holiday, after almost every English class, a few people would come up to me and ask about what they didn’t understand in class.
Cong Nian looked up from her homework and looked in the direction of the boy's finger.
"In an attributive clause, when key pronouns such as that, who, which, etc. serve as the subject, the number of the predicate verb should agree with the number of the antecedent in the sentence."
"Take this example sentence from the book."
Her white fingertips slid across the following sentence, her voice soft and sweet, with standard pronunciation.
"he.is.one.of.my.friends.who.are.working.hard."
“My friends is the antecedent, so we use are instead of is.”
Cong Nian raised his head slightly and blinked.
"Do you understand?"
This was also her first time tutoring someone, and she felt a lot of pressure.
A few boys and girls nodded as if they understood, asked a few other questions, and then went back to their seats.
Only Geng Feiyu sat there without moving.
The boy was tall, but at the moment he was timid, his expression was a little embarrassed, and his face was a little red.
He tilted his head to glance at He Sui again, and seeing that he was still sleeping soundly, he spoke tremblingly:
"Well, that..."
His voice sounded weak.
"What's wrong?"
Cong Nian saw that he was still sitting there and didn't leave, so she thought he still had questions to ask.
"I heard you like to eat this, these, these are for you."
The boy took something out of his pocket and put it on Cong Nian's desk. Without waiting for her reply, he stood up and ran away.
Because he ran so fast, he almost tripped over a stool.
The classmates around him didn't understand what was going on and laughed at him.
Cong Nian stared blankly at the handful of candy that Geng Feiyu stuffed into her.
Toffees, fruit candies, soft candies, nougat...
What does this mean?
Why would he suddenly send her candy?
I looked up, but could only see the boy's shivering back.
Seeing that everyone around her had left, Yu Xinghe turned around, holding her stomach, and knocked on her desk.
"Niannian, can you help me put this up in front of the classroom? I suddenly have a stomachache and need to go to the bathroom."
Pointing to a piece of paper on his desk, Yu Xinghe rushed out.
It was a list of students from Class 4, with "Sports Meet Registration Form" written on the top row.
Cong Nian took the tape and posted it on the class bulletin board, which immediately attracted several students to see.
"Registration form for sports events."
Someone read it aloud, and half the class heard it.
"Is the sports day coming up?"
"Wow, time flies so fast, it's almost autumn!"
"Does that mean... midterm exams are coming soon?"
The midterm exam for No. 1 Middle School is in early November, and the sports meet is at the end of October, on Friday and Saturday.
After returning from break on Sunday, we will have the midterm exam.
It is also one of the most important exams for them since entering high school.
It will affect whether you can be assigned to the key class in the second year of high school, whether you are a science or liberal arts student.
The students in the key classes are taught by the top-notch teachers of No. 1 Middle School.
It can be said that entering the key class means you are almost halfway into a prestigious university.
For a moment, the students didn't know whether to be happy or cry.
Especially the students who did not perform well in the last monthly exam, they all looked worried.
"Why can't a day be 48 hours? That way I could learn more!"
"It's no use giving you 48 hours. You still can't learn as well as others."
A student laughed.
"The great students can get high scores without attending classes. No matter how hard we try, it's useless."
When saying this, everyone looked at someone who was still sleeping.
"When can I be as good as the Great Devil?"
"I'm more easily satisfied. I just hope to be half as good as him. If I could solve the last final problem two ways, that would be enough."
"Then I can find a way to solve it."
"I can solve half of it."
The demands of the crowd became lower and lower, which made Chen Yanke, who had just walked in, laugh out loud.
"What are you talking about? You look so happy."
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