The last two classes in the morning are physics. The physics teacher Wang Deshan is an old man in his fifties. He has rich teaching experience and is quite humorous. The classmates like him better.
Lao Wang is not a class teacher, so he doesn’t have to say a long paragraph before class. He takes out the test paper and goes straight to the point: "Everyone, pay attention to the third to last question. This type of question was not tested in the first two years. It will definitely be tested this year. The ten points are here.
Do you like it or not..."
After two relaxing and enjoyable physics classes, the school bell rang.
Lao Wangtou never procrastinated the class, so he immediately picked up the course materials and announced the end of get out of class. Some students in the class stretched themselves, and some just lay on the table and fell asleep, but most of them settled the lunch issue first.
Zhixin Middle School has a cafeteria, but it does not restrict students from going home to eat or going out to eat out. Neither Chen Zhu nor Huang Baihan comes from a particularly wealthy family, so they usually settle in the school cafeteria.
The food in the school cafeteria must have been average. The two of them had a few casual bites, and Chen Zhu planned to take Huang Baihan out of school to get a haircut.
Huang Baihan didn't understand very much: "Just cut your hair once a month. Didn't you just get it cut last week?"
Dahuang currently has no concept of image management, which is not surprising to Chen Zhu, because he has been like this before.
Chen Zhu stretched out his hands and rubbed his thick hair, then spread out his palms, a little oil stain reflected in the light, and asked: "Don't you think this is ugly?"
"I don't think so!"
Huang Baihan looked serious, because many boys in the class were like this.
"I'm convinced! Just tell me whether you want to go or not."
Chen Zhu plans to go out and cut it himself.
Huang Baihan felt shy: "You have to buy me a Coke later."
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After leaving the school, I didn’t even bother to pick anything. I randomly picked a barber shop. When I entered, I said to Teacher Tony inside: “Do you know about the American front barber?”
Teacher Tony saw that he was not in line with international standards, and said dryly that he did not know what "stabbing in the front and stabbing in the back" meant.
In fact, there are several types of hairstyles for students to cut their hair nowadays:
One is a big crew cut like Brother Bing, which is angular and square, making the whole person look very patriotic;
The second type is like this now. The hair is a little long and a little thick. Usually it is simply repaired;
The third type is the rural style that artistic men like to keep. Teacher Tony likes this type the most because he can make more money doing modeling.
However, Chen Zhu didn't plan to change stores and said directly: "Then make it thinner in the middle and cut it shorter on both sides."
With specific requirements, teacher Tony knew how to cut. Huang Baihan was still watching the fun at first, but then he became sleepy and fell asleep directly on the sofa.
When he opened his eyes in a daze, Chen Chu was almost finished.
Huang Baihan walked slowly to the mirror and was about to ask the time when he suddenly froze for a moment and then rubbed his eyes vigorously.
Who is this person in the mirror?
Chen Zhuo's white skin is more like his mother Mao Xiaoqin's, but his hair used to be too long, he was introverted and lacked self-confidence, and he often walked with his head buried, so no one noticed his advantages.
Now I have a refreshing short haircut, which not only shows my white skin, but also my tall forehead. When I smile, my eyes are confident and steady, my teeth are white and neat, and I am a pure and sunny high school student.
Huang Baihan never expected that his deskmate who had been sitting next to him for two years would look up and be almost surprised...
It’s not like he’s stunning, but he’s actually a little handsome.
Dahuang felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart. Originally, the two of them agreed to be losers who could only learn. Now you suddenly become handsome. What should I do?
Although Huang Baihan was extremely shocked, Chen Zhu was still a little dissatisfied.
I don’t know why, but every time I cut my hair, I always feel the most handsome when it’s half-cut, and when it’s completely cut, I feel like I don’t look that good again.
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After returning to the classroom, Chen Zhu's sudden change of image, as expected, did not cause any sensation.
Students in the experimental class rarely have the kind of conspicuous behavior. Only a few boys with good relationships will come over and tease them: "Not bad, I feel like a different person."
The four classes in the afternoon are chemistry and Chinese. After March, the weather in Guangdong City gradually starts to get hotter and hotter. Occasionally, the test papers will feel sticky to the palms of the hands.
This situation will become more and more obvious as time goes by, until the branches outside the window grow wildly and the cicadas chirp noisily. The sultry youth of this high school senior class will come to an end on June 7th.
The teachers in the experimental class were still meticulous in their lectures, and Chen Zhu would occasionally get distracted. Sometimes he felt that he had completely adapted to the life of his senior year in high school, and sometimes he would think of the years when he wrote official documents in the provincial government compound and went to the countryside to work as a poverty-stricken person.
After finally completing four classes, the faces of the students were all unconcealably tired. Huang Baihan closed the book, smacked his lips and said, "No, he didn't come over in the afternoon."
"who?"
Chen Zhu asked.
"Li Jianming."
Huang Baihan giggled: "This kid comes to see Song Shiwei every day. Did he forget it today?"
Chen Zhu rolled his eyes. Song Shiwei wished he couldn't see that piece of dog skin plaster.
Huang Baihan seemed to have a crow's mouth. Just a few minutes after starting the evening self-study, there was a sudden burst of noisy footsteps in the corridor. Li Jianming, surrounded by several boys, came to the door of Class 11 classroom.
Somehow, he dressed up specially today. Not only did he comb his hair like an adult, but he also wore a suit that didn't fit very well. He was holding a cake in his left hand and a bouquet of bright red roses in his right hand, standing at the door. He shouted to Song Shiwei from a distance:
"Weiwei, today is my 18th birthday, I sincerely invite you to celebrate with me!"
The students in the class raised their heads, looked at Li Jianming, and then at Song Shiwei. The originally quiet classroom suddenly became chaotic.
"Good guy!"
Chen Zhuxin said that he was waiting here. He waited for a whole day and didn't show up. When he showed up, he made a big move. He just didn't know how the school beauty Song would face it.
Song Shiwei was still the same as before. She didn't even raise her head and was still immersed in doing the questions.
At this moment, it seemed that she was the only one writing in the whole classroom, while the others were watching the fun.
Seeing that Song Shiwei was still so indifferent, especially in front of so many brothers, Li Jianming couldn't stand it. He moved his mouth and continued to shout to Song Shiwei: "Weiwei, can you just have a piece of cake? This will be my last
Happy coming-of-age ceremony…”
"Crack!"
Song Shiwei suddenly put down his pen and interrupted coldly: "Don't call me Weiwei!"
"I······"
There was a brief flash of anger on Li Jianming's face, and then it was replaced by a look of fright and fear.
Chen Zhu thought to himself, this guy's acting skills are really good.
The high school students in the classroom don't have this kind of observation ability to see through people's hearts. They are emotional, kind, and simple (idiots). Most of the classmates think that Song Shiwei is a bit unhuman. What's wrong with eating a piece of cake on someone's 18th birthday?
?
But they never thought that with Li Jianming's character, if they took a piece of cake from him now, they might make more extreme demands in the future.
Chen Zhu couldn't see Song Shiwei's expression in the back row, but he could feel her face tightening. She was probably very disgusted with Li Jianming's way of pursuing her.
Actually, it's quite helpless when I think about it. I was studying hard, and suddenly I got entangled with a gangster.
Chen Zhu thought for a moment and asked Huang Baihan in a low voice: "Who is the class leader responsible for managing the self-study tonight? The discipline in the classroom is messed up."
In order to reduce the burden, teachers usually arrange for class cadres to maintain the discipline of evening self-study. Huang Baihan looked at the date: "Today is Friday, and the school committee member Kang Liangsong should be in charge."
Chen Zhu asked again: "Then will he take care of it?"
"Disaster!"
Huang Baihan chewed his nails and said truthfully: "Kang Liangsong likes Song Shiwei. The whole class knows it. He must want to take care of it. Maybe he is a little afraid of trouble. In short, he has never been too aggressive."
Chen Zhu nodded slightly to express his understanding.
The top students have always been the hothouse flowers held in the palms of their parents and teachers. Apart from studying, they have never experienced any hardships.
Standing up to speak for Song Shiwei at this time means having to confront famous rogue students in the school like Li Jianming. Not everyone has the courage.
In fact, how could it be that I was not like this back then?
If it was Chen Zhuo seventeen years ago, even if he felt unhappy with people like Li Jianming, in reality he would just sit in his seat with his head down, no different from Kang Liangsong.
This is not cowardice, it is just that I have too little social experience and I don’t know what impact and harm it will cause to me if I stand out. Under the influence of my natural tendency to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, I just choose to face it in silence.
However, Chen Zhu is now reborn.
He can say hello to Yu Xian openly;
You can also do things that you only dared to do when you fantasized!
"rhubarb."
Chen Zhu suddenly said: "I went over and drove Li Jianming away. What do you think?"
"you?"
Huang Baihan's first reaction was: "What does this have to do with you?"
"It doesn't matter."
Chen Zhu's tone was calm and candid: "I just see him harassing the girls in our class every day and not paying attention to us boys at all. I feel a little unhappy."
At this time, the brothers brought by Li Jianming were still laughing and shouting: "Sister-in-law, just have a piece of cake, sister-in-law, just have a piece of cake..."
Huang Baihan is actually a young man with a strong sense of justice. Seeing their unscrupulous attitude, he was indeed a little angry, but soon began to back down: "I heard that Li Jianming knows a lot of people outside of school."
Chen Zhu smiled: "It's just a puddle of mud."
Chen Zhu was a cadre who worked in the village to help the poor. As the saying goes, poor mountains and harsh waters breed unruly people. When he was dealing with the issue of relocation of graves, he was once surrounded by villagers from a certain clan with knives and sticks.
Those villagers were so impulsive that they really dared to take action. In comparison, these students were just fools.
Huang Baihan didn't know why his best friend suddenly became so bold, but Chen Zhu's confident and fearless attitude also inspired Huang Baihan's inner courage. He swallowed and asked, "How are you going to rush?"
Chen Zhu thought for a while: "Of course we should avoid conflicts as much as possible. By the way, do I have any duties in the class?"
Cadres in the system like Chen Zhu know best the weight of the word "results from teachers". If a white man stands up, he can be repelled by saying "What qualifications do you have to take charge of this?"
It's just that I haven't been a class leader since I was a child. In fact, this is normal. How could the teacher give the task of assisting in managing the class to an introverted and honest student?
Huang Baihan also confirmed this information. He flattened his lips and added: "You will be a student on duty sweeping the floor."
"Have I ever been so amateur before?"
Chen Zhu rubbed his chin for a while and prepared to stand up.
"etc!"
Huang Baihan stretched out his hand to stop him: "Can they convince you, a student on duty?"
"You are born on duty, that is your popular name."
Chen Zhuoluo stood up gracefully: "Our official name is the director of the Public Health System Management Committee of Class 11 of Senior High School."
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