Cultivation Department Shura Field

Chapter 42 042 Annual Rings
In the afternoon, the parent-teacher meeting began.

The head teacher, Mr. Sun, stood on the stage and gave a lecture. A group of middle-aged people in their 40s sat under the stage and listened. A few of them were taking notes carefully.This scene looks a little funny.

Xu Zhe stood in the empty seat at the back of the classroom and laughed silently.

Song Xingye beside him asked softly: "What are you laughing at?"

Xu Zhe: "These parents behave better than their children in the classroom."

Song Xingye: "The parent-teacher conferences have always been like this. And they will be very polite to you and use you as an example to train their own children."

Xu Zhe glanced at the girl: "You are very experienced in this kind of thing, right?"

Song Xingye blinked: "Ever since the first grade of elementary school, no, since kindergarten, I have received the most red flowers."

Xu Zhe: "I admire you. It's completely different from me. But I think your style is particularly suitable for being a discipline...er, no, a disciplinary committee member."

Of course, this class also has monitors, disciplinary committee members and representatives of various subjects.However, the quota for this kind of class cadres is determined at the beginning of each semester and then implemented throughout the semester.At the beginning of the first semester, no one knew that Xu Zhe could firmly occupy the top spot among the top students. He had no interest in the position of class cadre, so naturally it was not his turn.

Song Xingye said: "Actually, Teacher Sun asked me when school started. But I said that when I first entered junior high school, I wanted to study hard first, so I asked her not to arrange things for me."

Xu Zhe: "Have you been in primary school before?"

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Xu Zhe nodded to express his understanding.

At this time, the teacher was still talking about the differences in learning between junior high school students and elementary school students, including academic content and pressure.

And Song Xingye suddenly said: "I think the teacher may have to arrange things for us."

Xu Zhe: "What?"

Song Xingye explained: "Because our grades are relatively stable, and you did so well in the exam again this time. Isn't it normal to rearrange the class leaders next semester and make you a monitor or something?"

Xu Zhe shook his head repeatedly: "Let's forget it."

He really doesn't want to be Lao Shizi's monitor.Since this semester, his interpersonal relationships in the class have been barely adequate, and he has barely spoken to most of his classmates. After all, there is a huge gap in their mental ages.

A good student like Song Xingye can get along well with him because he doesn't make a fuss.And the other classmates, whether boys or girls, were full of unreasonable ideas that made him ashamed - or to put it another way, the middle-class energy was really a bit overwhelming, which made it difficult for this psychologically old man to stay calm. live.

Song Xingye asked slightly curiously: "Why don't you want to be a class leader? With your grades, no one can compete with you. And I think you usually study very easily. If you become a class monitor, it won't affect you." Are you going to study?"

Xu Zhe: "Of course it will affect me. As a class cadre, I have extra tasks in school, so it is inconvenient to do my homework in advance."

Song Xingye: "Can't you go home and do your homework?"

Xu Zhe shook his head.

But before he could find an excuse, Song Xingye said: "Because you have things to do when you go home, right? So what exactly are you going to do? You told me last time that next year or the year after You can see the results, but what are the results?”

Xu Zhe muttered: "The second day of the new year next year, the third day of the following year... Well, I'll show it to you when I graduate from junior high school."

Song Xingye: "Why is it taking longer and longer!"

Xu Zhe: "The main reason is that I'm afraid that you will spill the beans. Well, I don't want it to be exposed to teachers or parents too early. But after I graduate from junior high school, I shouldn't be afraid of others knowing."

Song Xingye tilted his head and analyzed: "You said you are not afraid of exposure after junior high school, which means you are definitely not playing games. Junior high school is a bit more relaxed at least. I heard that high schools are very strict about playing games." "Hmm, huh."

"So, are you writing a novel?"

The girl gave what she felt was the most reasonable guess.

Xu Zhe: "It's a bit close, but actually not."

Song Xingye: "What else could it be..."

Xu Zhe laughed: "Okay, stop guessing. Are you ready to talk on stage later?"

"Of course!" Song Xingye patted a notebook in his hand.

This book looked no different from an ordinary exercise book or homework book, but at this time the girl specifically raised it in front of Xu Zhe, letting him see the two words [wrong question] on the cover - the handwriting was beautiful and clear, but the writing was It's not big, so you can see it clearly if you hold it close.

Xu Zhe: "Wrong question book?"

Song Xingye: "As for learning tips, I think this is very useful. Copy down all the missed questions in homework and test papers, and you will know what to read when reviewing. I have been doing this since elementary school, and my parents in the past At the meeting, the primary school teacher asked me to share my experience, and I also said that the question book was wrong, but..."

Xu Zhe: "After all, few students actually do this."

Song Xingye: "How do you know?"

Xu Zhe: "It's very simple, because people are afraid of trouble. Everyone will feel that they are very tired after finishing their homework. Who will add tasks to themselves? Oh, except for a good boy with strong self-consciousness like you."

Song Xingye narrowed his eyes: "What about you? Don't you have any learning skills?"

Xu Zhe: "The trick is that if you have learned high school knowledge, it will be too easy to look back at junior high school knowledge."

Song Xingye: "But you haven't studied in junior high school, how can you learn in high school?"

Xu Zhe spread his hands and said, "I also learned it in junior high school."

"You...what kind of trick is this? You just want to show off how smart you are!"

Song Xingye couldn't help but want to hit him, and she actually did it.However, when the girl's small fist landed on his palm, it felt no pain to him. Instead, it felt like teasing a cat.

At this time, Teacher Sun on the podium cleared his throat.

Song Xingye immediately stopped his little movements and stood at attention.

Then I heard Teacher Sun say: "As I said just now, our class's scores in the final exam this time were pretty good, especially the top few students. Four of the top twenty in the grade are from our class. Among them The two students who got the best scores and the most stable scores this semester are Xu Zhe and Song Xingye. Next, these two students will share their learning experiences and insights for parents to refer to. Song Xingye, you go first. "

The girl walked towards the podium.

Xu Zhe noticed that Song Xingye's steps were dignified and he was not particularly nervous when surrounded by the gazes of a group of parents.This shows that she is indeed used to this kind of scene.

If he didn't have the knowledge of his previous life and was still an ordinary boy... Xu Zhe felt that his performance would not be as good as Song Xingye's.

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(End of this chapter)