She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 469: Boys and Girls at the Same Table?

This clean appearance is incompatible with the popular style of Shamat nobles burying their loved ones in the class.

Wu Li was stunned for a long time. Compared with the children she saw in the class with tinfoil ironing on their backs, this boy looked like a good boy who won awards every year and wore a red flower on his chest. He was especially suitable for publishing under the national flag. Declaration of patriotism and love for the party.

"You..." His eyes paused, Wu Li cleared his throat, his expression eased, and he asked, "What's your name?"

I don't know if it's his own illusion, Wu Li always felt that from a certain subtle point of time, there was an inexplicably dead silent atmosphere in the class like going to a grave.

Jing Xing put down the textbook in his hand, raised his long eyelashes slightly, and looked over with his black eyes: "Jing Xing."

Wu Li asked again: "Are you the class committee?"

"En." Jing Xing nodded.

Ji Anran, who was standing in the front row, raised her hand at the right time and added: "Teacher, this is the monitor of our class."

Hearing this sentence, monitor, Wu Li was surprised.

She had heard from Old Xu before that there were two outstanding children in the class, and one was the monitor.

From the examination papers this time, she could also see that there were indeed two exceptionally high scores in the class, and this English score was among the best even in the City Experimental High School.

It's just that she didn't expect this boy to be the class monitor. She has been in No. [-] Middle School for three days. During these three days, when she was eating in the cafeteria, she heard rumors about the class monitor of Class Seven.

I heard... a school bully?
Looking at the boy's appearance, he doesn't look like a school bully, does he?
The whole person looks clean, and the facial features are beautiful, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the rumored irritable appearance.

The class became quiet again, and Wu Li brought the topic back to handing in homework: "Students who haven't handed in their diaries should hand in their diaries now. Pass them from the back row to the front. The class representatives will accept them at the end and send them to my office after class."

"Sorry teacher, I forgot to bring it!"

"Teacher, I forgot to bring it too."

One after another, some students raised their hands and shouted in a drawling tone.

Wu Li flipped through the test papers on the desk without raising his head. He was used to this kind of situation: "If you didn't bring homework, you didn't do it. What reason are you looking for? The class representative gave the names of those who didn't bring homework. I wrote it down, and these people copied the five compulsory texts ten times and handed them in tomorrow morning."

"..."

If I had known earlier, I should have just said that I didn't write it.

After the homework was collected, Wu Li began to distribute the test papers. When another high score was sent, Wu Li paid special attention to the name: "Lin Qingyou, 147—"

She raised the test paper and raised her eyes to look under the podium, wanting to see who in the class got the high score.

I heard Lao Xu said it before, but I haven't matched the name and face together.

Hearing the teacher on the podium calling her name, Lin Qingyou put down the pen in her hand, walked up to the podium, and took her English test paper.

Wu Li was a little surprised to see her, the monitor's deskmate?

A very pretty little girl, she looks obedient and quiet, like the kind of character that even if she is being bullied, she will just hide her silently and wipe her tears secretly.

but--

Boys and girls at the same table?

Wu Li couldn't figure out what Lao Xu was thinking, so he wasn't afraid that his deskmate would be in front of everyone, and the two of them would just go together?
In their city's experimental high school, boys and boys have always sat at the same table, and girls and girls have been at the same table. If there are extra students alone, they will be placed at a single table.

The two kids in class seven are doing well in their studies, and maybe they can bring back the No. [-] student in the college entrance examination for No. [-] Middle School. Wu Li muttered in his heart, how does Lao Xu do things?
You said that you put these two children together, and they are both in the puberty of hormonal sprouts. If these two people really talk about some kind of love, isn't it purely delaying their studies?
It was just too much nonsense.

The more Wu Li thought about it, the more he felt that what Lao Xu was doing was not good enough. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to talk to Lao Xu after this class.

Old Xu happened to have no class this morning, and was tinkering with the old-fashioned broken radio at his desk.

He bought this radio from an antique market selling literature and playing walnuts. It is said that it has been around for many years, and it can be considered an old antique. Fortunately, the production process is excellent, and now it is not a problem to play opera or something.

Only, occasionally there will be a little noise.

Old Xu is now fixing the noise of the radio.

"Mr. Wu, here is the English homework that was collected, and this piece of paper, with the names of the students who didn't hand in the homework written on it."

The boy with two unusually eye-catching big round earrings on his earlobe carried "Happy Summer Vacation" very conscientiously, and handed over a note.

Wu Li frowned and took the lined paper, on which were written the names of nearly thirty people.

There are a total of 48 people in the seventh class, and more than half of them have not handed in their homework.

Of course, the worst thing for Wu Li was not the thirty students who didn't hand in their homework, but his very unconventional class representative.

Let's not talk about the unacceptable big round earrings on his ears first, but let's talk about his clothes first.

Although the boy is wearing a school uniform in a well-behaved manner, what kind of eye-catching thing is that floral shirt on the inside?

The pink one is almost bubbling, and there is a small hole in the east and a big hole in the west. The top buttons have not been fastened, and the neckline is so wide open. Looking down from the top, you can almost see it. See his belly button.

"..."

The more Wu Li looked at it, the worse he felt, he quickly waved his hand and let him go.

"Oh right, Mr. Xu—"

Wu Li piled up the summer homework sent by the class representative, and moved it to the edge of the table against the wall inside, and saw the flamboyant name written in the lower right corner of the cover of the top book "Happy Summer Vacation"—Jing Okay, now I think about what I want to tell Lao Xu.

"Ah?" Old Xu's hand was still patting the radio on his desk, when he heard someone calling him, he raised his head to answer.

Old Xu had only one way to fix the radio—take two shots, and if it still doesn't work, then be afraid of it twice.

Everything can be photographed, just take a few shots and you will be sure.

"Mr. Xu, what are you busy now?" Wu Li turned his office chair back, facing Lao Xu's desk, and raised his voice.

Xiangzhou No. [-] Middle School belongs to the kind of upstart school where people don’t know where to spend their money. Naturally, they have to show their appearance of being rich all the time. The teacher’s office is of course also magnificent. The hardware facilities are comparable to five-star hotels.

(End of this chapter)