Liujiazhong High School is the only high school in the county town. Students who have been admitted to high school from nearby villages and towns all gather here to study.
Because more than a dozen children of military personnel came at once, the school vacated the teachers' offices to be used as classrooms, and the teachers temporarily prepared lessons and corrected homework in their own dormitories.
The classroom was not big enough, so the fifty or so first-year high school students were divided into two classes. The children of military personnel were naturally concentrated in one class, and a few students who lived in the county town were also included.
As soon as he entered the classroom, He Xiangdong quickly found a seat and sat down, calling Jiang Jun: "Xiao Jun, let's sit together."
Jiang Jun walked over and put down his schoolbag. "Okay, but you're so tall, won't you block others if you sit in the front? How about I sit in the back with you?"
He Xiangdong pulled Jiang Yun up and said, "Come on, let's switch seats. I'll sit against the wall so I won't block others!"
When Wang Aiping came in, hanging on Zhang Jie's shoulders, there were only two empty seats in the middle of the first row.
Zhang Jie glanced at Jiang Jun and He Xiangdong who were whispering, and helped Wang Aiping to the first row to sit down.
Not long after, the sound of a small hammer hitting an iron plate was heard from outside, accompanied by a voice in the local dialect, "Class is about to start~", and the buzzing sound of chatting in the classroom came to an abrupt end.
A middle-aged man in a washed-out Mao suit walked into the classroom, stood at the podium, and introduced himself with a thick accent: "Hello, students! I'm your homeroom teacher. My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Qingguo."
Wang Qingguo is the principal of Liujiazhong Middle School. This semester, there are suddenly more children of military personnel studying in the school. County officials and military leaders have personally talked to him about this. He is flattered and feels a great sense of responsibility. So he decided to personally serve as the head teacher of the first-year high school class and teach history classes at the same time.
Suddenly faced with these students whose temperaments were completely different from those of the children in the county, Principal Wang's voice trembled with nervousness. "I'll call the roll first. Students who are here should answer, and students who are not here should tell me why they're not here. After the roll call, we'll elect a class monitor, then a vice-monitor and a study committee member. After the first class, the class leaders will come with me to collect the books. After the second class, all students will go to the playground for a school-wide assembly."
The classroom was quiet, without the expected noise. Wang Qingguo breathed a sigh of relief. When he went to meet the county officials that day, he was so shocked by the majesty of the army chief that he dared not speak and his face was frozen with smile.
After taking the roll call, Wang Qingguo asked the students to recommend a class monitor.
These children from the compound were classmates in junior high school, so it was natural for them to elect Zhang Jie as the class monitor.
The deputy monitor chose a student from the county. When choosing a study committee member, He Xiangdong suddenly said, "Teacher Wang, I choose Jiang Yun!"
Almost all the students turned to look at Jiang Yun.
Wang Qingguo was thinking about choosing a male classmate to be the study committee member. When he heard He Xiangdong's voice, he couldn't help but look over. This female classmate named Jiang Yun was pretty, but she didn't have the aura of a general at all. "Oh? Do any other students have any candidates?"
Jiang Jun shook his hands: "My grades are not good enough to be a study committee member."
It's not that Jiang Jun is modest, it's that the original owner Jiang Jun's grades are really not good. Although she reviewed the junior high school textbooks during the summer vacation, she didn't want to stand out in her studies. After all, there is still a trend of not studying. She still plans to just study, and take the regular exams according to the current situation. When there is a period of not studying, she will just get a few points in the exams and resume the normal study order. As long as she passes the exams, she will perform normally when it comes to graduation exams and college entrance exams.
He Xiangdong poked her: "Hey, my mom said you are very smart and learn things very quickly."
Jiang Jun shook his head vigorously: "Sewing has nothing to do with being a study committee member!"
Some classmates laughed when they heard it.
Then someone mentioned the names of several male students. Principal Wang read out the names of several candidates and asked everyone to vote by raising their hands.
These middle school students, aged fourteen or fifteen, have a strong sense of gender differences, and basically those who raised their hands in agreement are of the same sex.
There are more male students than female students in Class 1 of Grade 1, and Xu Zhijian was eventually appointed as the study committee member.
After selecting the class leaders, Wang Qingguo took the newly elected class monitor, deputy class monitor and study committee member to the principal's office to move the textbooks, while the other students studied in the classroom.
Jiang Jun felt relieved, slumped down on the table, turned to He Xiangdong and said, "You scared me to death just now."
He Xiangdong chuckled: "Look at how beautiful your paintings are, and your handwriting is so beautiful too."
The study committee member is just someone with average grades who can write and draw and write big-character posters and small-character posters or something.
Jiang Jun blinked. "As a class leader, you have to take the lead."
He Xiangdong understood immediately, hehe, playing a leading role means that when they are stealing wheat ears, the class leaders cannot join them and must stand aside to remind them not to make mistakes.
"Are you going home for lunch? Or how about we find a chance to pick corn?" After pulling wheat ears twice in the divisional production team's fields, He Xiangdong felt bolder and wanted to go again: "The potatoes and peanuts are almost ripe now."
Jiang Jun shook his head. "I wouldn't dare. If they yell at me, my legs will go weak. If they catch me and report me to my family, I won't be able to ride my bike anymore."
He Xiangdong grinned: "If you don't bring your sister, you will be fine."
Jianglan people have short legs, small mouths and small courage. It is quite troublesome to take them out to find food.
Jiang Jun got a headache just thinking about it: "That's a traitor! He's ready to betray his comrades at any time!" He's simply a pig teammate!
He Xiangdong also lay on the table and laughed secretly: "Hey, I brought ten cents with me. How about we go buy some sweet potatoes from the fellow villagers?"
When cooking over a wood fire, he would bury the sweet potatoes under the ashes in the stove, and take them out to eat after the meal was done. They were incredibly delicious. After eating with Jiang Jun twice, He Xiangdong firmly established himself as a foodie duo with Jiang Jun, and would often bring out delicious food from his home for Jiang Jun to eat together.
Jiang Jun became interested because she had never bought food from her fellow villagers before.
Although it is called buying, it is all done secretly and without public permission. If it is discovered, it will be reported.
"We got new books today. Let's send them home first. I'll also bring ten cents tomorrow, so we can go buy some together." Jiang Jun hid his pocket money and didn't dare to carry it with him. "Check the class schedule. If I don't bring books tomorrow, I'll have to carry an empty bag to get food."
Wang Qingguo and several class leaders came back to the classroom, each carrying a large stack of books, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
I heard that high school courses are very difficult, and most people can't understand the math, physics, and chemistry content.
Everyone can't wait to see how difficult the knowledge in the book is.
Jiang Jun casually flipped open a book. The smell of ink was still there. "Is this the fragrance of ink the book talks about?"
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