Several times in dreams

Chapter 159 Young and frivolous

Chapter 159 Young and frivolous
Zhang Xueqing, who was educated in a relatively free and undisciplined family since she was a child, finally stumbled on the road of self-discipline.

In the third class this afternoon, the Chinese teacher Lu Ziliang had something to do at home, so he asked everyone to study by themselves in the classroom.

Now the children's cola blossomed, and the classroom was full of noise for a while, fighting and talking, as if a pot was boiling.

Zhang Xueqing's seat is by the window, and the weather at the end of April is as comfortable as cotton candy in the blue sky, strand by strand, a breeze blows, and there is a sweet smell in the air.

As a representative of the Chinese class, Zhang Xueqing has called several times to remind everyone to pay attention to classroom discipline, but how could the students let go of this rare relaxation, and the class leader also shouted to keep everyone quiet, and the naughty children did not listen at all, Zhang Xueqing had no choice , I wanted to read but couldn’t read it, so I had to look at the blue sky and green trees outside the window in a daze.

Zhang Xueqing is one of the five members of the experimental class set up by Teacher Lu himself, and Gu Xiju is also among them.

It is said to be an experimental class, but it is actually the innovative teaching that Teacher Li himself conducts. There are two days a week, one is a self-study class, and the other is to go to Teacher Lu's home on Sunday afternoon.

These five students are the top learners that Mr. Lu is optimistic about, especially those who write well in composition. The main purpose is to train their reading and comprehension skills, and comprehensively cultivate their writing skills.

It was in the experimental class that Zhang Xueqing heard Gu Xiju's sobbing reading of her own composition, that she knew about her mother's life experience since she was young.

This is not the first time Zhang Xueqing has been treated as a guinea pig by the teacher.

In the third grade of elementary school, Zhang Xueqing was just over seven years old. Teacher Xu, who taught physical education, responded to the call of the Municipal Education Commission on a whim, and spontaneously cultivated young athletes for the sports school. Zhang Xueqing has never liked sports. idiot.

I don't know what Teacher Xu thinks, and actively encourages Yuhui to send her daughter to the gymnastics team she runs for amateur training. Considering that her daughter has been weak and sick since she was a child, and more exercise can improve her physical fitness, Yuhui agreed.

Zhang Xueqing lived an "inhuman" life for more than a year. Song Xinxin was also selected into the gymnastics team. The two little girls had to get up at five o'clock every day, run five kilometers with the team, and practice somersaults after school in the afternoon. , take a big top.

I don’t know if it’s because of exercise. In the second year, Zhang Xueqing’s height suddenly jumped a lot, and she stood out from the crowd in the gymnastics team. She was immediately eliminated by Teacher Xu. This height is not suitable for gymnastics, and she tends to lose her center of gravity. .

Zhang Xueqing didn't expect to be relieved so soon, she could almost describe her mood as ecstasy, from now on she didn't have to get up early every day, and slept until it was almost late before getting up to wash her face and run into the classroom.

Song Xinxin was very envious of this, and often felt that she didn't know that the year of the monkey would make it through. Fortunately, Teacher Xu was soon transferred back to work in his hometown. The gymnastics team he formed was automatically disbanded, and no seedlings were cultivated. Song Xinxin was liberated by the way .

Compared with gymnastics, Zhang Xueqing doesn't dislike Teacher Lu's experimental class. Reading is her strong point, and writing is also her interest. It's just that Teacher Lu is a bit gloomy and picky, which makes her not like it very much.

Zhang Xueqing was immersed in memories, looking out of the window, suddenly she found that Lu Ziliang was walking across the campus and walking towards the teaching building.

"Lu Ziliang is back! Lu Ziliang is back!" Zhang Xueqing yelled forgetfully.

It was quiet in the classroom now.

Within a minute, Lu Ziliang appeared in the classroom.

There was no sound in the classroom, and all the students were staring at the textbooks in front of them, some of them were real and some were fake.

"Zhang Xueqing, come out!" Lu Ziliang said with a strong Xiangjiang accent.

Zhang Xueqing stood up anxiously, and walked slowly towards the door.

Is it too messy in the classroom?Teacher Lu heard it downstairs?Or do you want to arrange some work for yourself?
Zhang Xueqing came to the corner of the corridor, and Lu Ziliang was waiting for her with his hands behind his back.

"Zhang Xueqing, I heard you yelling downstairs just now, what did you call me?"

Zhang Xueqing was taken aback, and she instinctively argued: "I, I said Teacher Lu is here, let them be quiet!"

"Isn't it? How did I hear you call my name?"

"Well... sorry, teacher, I was wrong."

"It's very rude of you to behave like this. Your parents are teachers, so you shouldn't be like this!"

"But... Mr. Lu, when you were in the experimental class yesterday, didn't you feel that the education in foreign countries is more advanced than ours, and you always call your parents and elders by their first names? You also said that everyone is equal..."

Zhang Xueqing muttered.

"I have said so much, why do you remember this one?" Lu Ziliang was a little annoyed.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong! I won't call you by your name anymore..." Zhang Xueqing is a smart child, knowing that she made a mistake first, she will never confront the teacher head-on.

"Well, your attitude of admitting your mistakes is very good. I never like teachers overriding students. I hope our relationship is the kind between friends. You know this, and I won't tell your parents. Not to mention telling the teacher in charge, as long as you know your mistakes and correct them, it’s okay to pretend that this incident never happened!"

Zhang Xueqing was deeply moved. Teacher Lu is really a magnanimous person. He said that he wants to be friends with students. He yearns for a free life in the West. The ideas he usually promotes are different from other teachers. It seems that his worries are unnecessary. of.

In the next few days, Zhang Xueqing was very active, speaking actively in Chinese class, and completed the extra courses assigned in the experimental class very well. Lu Ziliang also praised her several times in class.

"Hey, Zhang Xueqing, you have performed very well recently." Gu Xiju looked at Zhang Xueqing with admiration. In this unit test, Zhang Xueqing not only got a perfect score in mathematics, but also the highest score in the class in Chinese, especially the composition. , Read it aloud in the class as a model essay.

Gu Xiju's grandma has been ill recently, and she has to take her for injections every day after school, Gu Nanhong cooks at home, and both of them asked for leave for evening self-study a few times, which involved a lot of Gu Xiju's energy.

"I want to be as hardworking and capable as you. With so much work at home, my grades may be the bottom of the list, so you are the best. With such hard work, you still come in second!"

Zhang Xueqing admired Gu Xiju from the bottom of her heart. She was from a poor family, studied harder than herself, and was so sensible. In comparison, she was really spoiled.

Youth Day is approaching, and it is the annual group admission day. Zhang Xueqing wrote the application form early just after her 12th birthday. She felt that she would pass the review with her performance.

Teacher Ye, the Youth League Committee, was the head teacher who had taught Zhang Xueqing in elementary school, but he suddenly talked to her.

(End of this chapter)

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