Mushiji [Pleasure]

There is an old saying about it - "Time is like an arrow, and the sun and the moon are like shuttles."

Wen Qian finished writing and counted, then changed the pencil and wrote the word "8" on the side.

Next, she started to stare at the composition paper.

2333: "…"

It seems to know where this man's habit of counting numbers came from.

2333: "We provide counting services."

Wen Qianshu refused: "Don't, numbers are the only fun I have in writing essays - you don't know how happy it is to add a little bit to 800 words."

2333 didn't know, but 2333 suspected that Wen Qianshu was trying to kill time.

After grinding to 327 words after the Chinese get out of class, the teacher announced that the unfinished work would continue to be written, and that it would be handed over to him tomorrow morning. Wen Qianshu was greatly relieved, and quickly put a stack of composition papers into the drawer.

The leaders of each group began to stand up and collect the written composition papers one by one.

On the side, Jiang Mingyue was standing up, and then he flattened the composition paper and prepared to go to the front of the classroom to fetch water. Wen Qianshu quickly passed by her and said with a grin, "Good deskmate, tell me to hand over tomorrow, thank you—"

The last thank you word was still floating in the sky, and I didn't know if it fell into the other party's ear. Wen Qianshu had already left the classroom.

2333 watched her run wildly in the corridors that were not yet lively, jumping down the stairs every three steps, and running to the cafeteria—there are four classes in the morning in No. Sometimes, the cafeteria will sell some chicken skewers, grilled sausages, fried eggs and other things between classes, which are hot and cheap.

Originally, this is just a plot in the book - Shen Ting has a foodie at the same table called Zhang Zisheng, a little girl who keeps her babble all day long. In the original novel, she asked her classmates to grab the meat skewers in the cafeteria, and supplemented her composition while eating. According to the book, Zhang Zisheng was sitting in front of Jiang Mingyue, so Jiang Mingyue shook his head and his ponytail was stained with oil. Chicken skewers sacrificed heroically and fell to his death on the composition paper.

Zhang Zisheng was frightened, looked down at the flesh, looked up at the person, and then "Jiang Mingyue stared coldly, like an ice-sculpted witch, she was so frightened that she burst into tears. Fang Ting hurriedly stepped forward to comfort, Wen Qianshu coldly Watch from the side-"

Wen Qianshu hadn't finished reading it yet. She had never been able to read the original plot, and she didn't understand what an ice-sculpted witch was. But it was about her own braids, so she paid attention to Zhang Zisheng's chicken skewers.

And little girl Zhang looked at her, looked at the meat skewers she was staring at, and generously gave her a bite - from then on, the two reached a deep-fried food crime alliance.

2333: "Be careful—stairs! Stairs!"

Wen Qianshu: "I know Le, I've been dancing for so many years, and I've never fallen—"

There are thousands of flags, one standing and one breaking.

Then Wen Qianshu fell.

She was busy talking, and before she could react, she rubbed her knees and knelt on the concrete floor.

2333 looked at it in pain, and took a deep breath. However, it is a system, and its line of sight is far wider than that of humans, and it directly sees Fang Wenyuan holding a chemistry workbook at the end of the corridor. The chemistry class representative was obviously taken aback and asked, "Wen Qianshu, are you alright?"

Seeing that Fang Wenyuan immediately put all the workbooks on the ground and was about to rush over to help Wen Qianshu, 2333 panicked. It has always insisted on starting with the female protagonist, and it does not hope that the restorer and the male protagonist will get too close - how many years of experience has taught it that it is always easy to be attracted by the protagonist who takes a non-protagonist line. Coupled with knowing the plot, understand the protagonist's future and preferences. God's perspective is too easy to get everything.

2333 gritted his teeth and prepared to intervene, but who knew that Wen Qianshu didn't hear it, and jumped up: "No, my flesh!"

2333: "Ahhhh, I beg you to pay attention to the image! Someone is watching!"

Wen Qianshu must have been a Nezha in her previous life. Others carry invisible wings behind their backs, and she steps on the invisible Hot Wheels.

Vigorously rushed to the cafeteria, vigorously ran back to class. The fall looked terrible, but fortunately, the jeans suffered most of the damage, so only a layer of oily skin was broken on the knee. Wen Qianshu went to the sink to wash the wound hastily, just in time for the eye exercises, and he was still able to pretend with one hand. Scratching his eyes, he ate the biscuits with a bag in one hand.

2333: "The inspection is here!"

Wen Qianshu put down the cake with his hands, and the corner of his mouth was still stained with sweet noodle sauce.

2333: "Gone."

Wen Qianshu continued.

2333 is tired.

2333 wants to bang bang bang against the wall.

The next class was chemistry. Wen Qianshu grabbed a piece of paper, wiped the oil from his mouth, and suddenly saw an extra box of alcohol cotton on the table.

Wen Qianshu was stunned for a moment, then heard Jiang Mingyue say, "Fang Wenyuan let it go."

Wen Qianshu let out a "wow" and said to 2333, "What kind of person is this?"

2333 hurriedly clarified: "This thing belongs to Jiang Mingyue!"

Wen Qianshu: "Huh?"

2333: "Fang Wenyuan often plays basketball, so he keeps iodine or something, but occasionally forgets to make it up, so Jiang Mingyue also brought a spare when he was a child. Fang Wenyuan just passed a note to her saying that you seem to have fallen, Ask something, Jiang Mingyue looked at your knee and gave a box of alcohol cotton pads."

Wen Qianshu: "Did so many things happen?"

2333: "…"

Yeah, and you just eat.

So Wen Qianshu opened the chemistry book and said to Jiang Mingyue, who was taking notes seriously, "Thank you, my classmate. By the way, I would like to thank Wenyuan below."

Jiang Mingyue paused for a moment, took a bottle of mineral water from the drawer, and put it on her desk without skipping a word: "Rinse it, then disinfect it."

Wen Qianshu's knee just bleed, so she moved with 2333: "What kind of warm and intimate little padded jacket is this."

2333 looked at Jiang Mingyue's unbent corners of his mouth and couldn't agree more.

The "Fried Food Alliance" learned that Wen Qianshu made a great sacrifice for the cause of the alliance, and was very distressed, and presented the treasure of the alliance - potato chips, which is the treasure of the alliance, Zhang Zisheng. Wen Qianshu happily bit the potato chips and followed the large group of students out of the classroom to go to the science and technology class.

The comprehensive class in No. 1 Middle School is also called a science and technology class. It is only available in the first year of high school. It is taught by two teachers. The science and technology teacher in Wen Qianshu's class is a tall and thin old grandfather, surnamed Yang. I heard this from students in other classes. Although the human class is boring, and I read ppt all the year round, but I have a good temperament, and I can also do a courier service - online shopping, if it is not convenient to send it to my home, I can send it to him, and then go to his office to pick it up.

But a bored and good-tempered teacher is fine if he is a main teacher. At best, it is a cold medicine for walking. Although it is easy to fall asleep after taking it, it can be cured by listening to it. But once you bring a sub-class, this class becomes With the "self-study class" with background sound, you can eat or not eat health products.

There are many people carrying essay papers, and even more, carrying a thick math problem book, lest the teacher not see that they are going to do homework.

Wen Qianshu had to sit with Shen Ting and Zhang Zisheng as usual, while 2333 pondered how to get the male and female protagonists to talk as usual.

But in today's class, it seems that Mr. Yang is not going to talk about theory, but wants to do some practice. When she got to the classroom, Shen Ting saw the tools on the table at a glance - there was an upturned ring on the base, the handle was stuck, and the handle was attached to something like a stylus, which was inserted into the ring.

Shen Ting: "Huh?"

Wen Qianshu explained to her, "This is an electric soldering iron. You can see that there are tin wires and circuit boards on the top of the podium. It is estimated that the boards will be soldered in this class."

Shen Ting seems to understand but does not understand.

Sure enough, Mr. Yang then sent tin wires, circuit boards, and a few boxes of small conductors, and asked them to solder along.

Teacher Yang: "Why do you guys and girls sit so apart? Come on—"

There are no desks in the science and technology classroom, but there are several ping-pong tables. Usually, students who know each other in class sit at will, forming a few circles. Teacher Yang got down from the podium, pulled Fang Wenyuan, and changed positions with Wen Qianshu, and then pulled a few boys and girls to exchange positions to ensure that there were men and women on each table.

Mr. Yang stood back on the podium again: "Next, you must listen carefully to soldering the circuit board. Girls are not very good at this. The boys at each table remember to help and make sure that everyone is finished soldering."

2333 was busy and excited: "Great, the male and female protagonists are at the table!"

And Wen Qianshu held his chin, and heard Jiang Mingyue "ha" from behind.

This deskmate just spent most of the time doing questions and reading books. He didn't like to laugh, and seldom spoke. Wen Qianshu had never heard such a dissatisfied smile from her.

They were not at the same table, so Wen Qianshu turned back slightly to see Jiang Mingyue lowered her head and opened the experimental materials printed by Teacher Yang.

Wen Qianshu couldn't help but laugh.

2333: "What are you laughing at?"

Wen Qianshu: "Laughing is cute."

2333: "?"

Wen Qianshu didn't answer, she flipped through the materials, arranged the conductors on the board, and listened to Teacher Yang's slow teaching on it. Mr. Yang is very cautious, and repeatedly warned that soldering irons are dangerous, I hope they will be more careful.

The students at the bottom are very excited, and the freshness makes everyone want to start playing, but at the beginning, they are a little constrained. The tin wire is long, and it is difficult to control how much it melts. It is often only when the conductor pins are found that there are too many , had to melt a large piece into two pieces.

At Wen Qianshu's table, before anyone reached out, she had already turned on the switch, and when the heat of the soldering iron came up, she immediately began to melt the solder wire and solder the board. She moved very fast, welded beautifully, and finished it in a few quick strokes.

Then she took the board to the podium: "Mr. Yang, I'm done, can you take a look?"

Teacher Yang was surprised, but she was also surprised that she did a good job of welding: "It's done very quickly."

Wen Qianshu: "Yes, I have played this before."

Teacher Yang smiled: "The little girl is interested in this?"

"That's it." Wen Qianshu could still smile sweetly as long as he thought about it, "So teacher, don't say I can't do it as soon as you come up, it will frustrate your enthusiasm."

Teacher Yang was stunned for a moment, and immediately responded: "Oh, what I just said—" He made his voice louder so that the following students could hear what was behind him, "I said something wrong just now, the girl is not bad in this regard, she has already There are female classmates who have done it, which is amazing."

"Look at the materials carefully, and ask me if you don't understand. I'll see if I can teach you how to make a light-emitting base in the next class."

2333 didn't understand what it meant and asked her. Wen Qianshu explained to it: "It's nothing, I just feel that being a teacher is really difficult."

She smiled at Teacher Yang, turned around and got off the podium: "Everyone can have stereotypes, but the teacher can't have them. If they have them, they have to keep an eye on them, and they can't be taught to students—the younger the students, the more careful they should be."

"I used to be a tutor." When Wen Qianshu saw Teacher Yang talking, Jiang Mingyue looked up at herself, then lowered her head and continued to weld things, "I really find it difficult, much more difficult than doing problems."

She had already walked to Jiang Mingyue's side, looking at her table. She saw Jiang Mingyue lowered her head and focused on fusing the tin wire with the tip of the soldering iron.

Wen Qianshu stretched out his hand, placed something lightly on Jiang Mingyue's table, turned and sat back in his seat.

Jiang Mingyue stopped what he was doing, looked up and looked down, and found that it was a small silver moon—melted, shaped, and solidified with tin, with a metallic color. The tip of the moon made a small loop on purpose, kneaded it into a rope with scotch tape, and tied a beautiful knot.

Jiang Mingyue raised her eyes to look at Wen Qianshu, only to see her fingertips dangling with scotch tape, smiling while teaching the people beside her how to solder. Aware of Jiang Mingyue's gaze, Wen Qianshu raised his head, blinked, and said a word.

Jiang Mingyue didn't hear it, but understood the mouth shape.

"I just made a moon, and I gave it to you."

The author has something to say: I don't know if this class is available in every school. We didn't solder the boards well in those days. We were melting the tin wires and making them into various shapes to play hhh. Get up the teacher.

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