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"Then I'll eat first."

"it is good."

So, the principal lined up at the back of the line of students—that is, behind Ye Chen and Wan Qing.

Although the principal is relatively young, he also looks about 30 years old. Anyway, the identity is there, which makes people feel somewhat unnatural.

Ye Chen, who originally wanted to chat with Wan Qing, stopped talking after coughing a few times.

However, the students in other teams chatted more vigorously.

That voice could reach Ye Chen's ears, and of course it could also reach the headmaster's ears.

"The principal is also here to line up for dinner."

"It seems that the principal doesn't come to the cafeteria to eat at noon?"

"It should be eaten early."

"Does the principal eat the same as us?"

"It looks like it is."

"That shouldn't be too bad, right?"

"It's hard to say..."

The students talked a lot, but many people who were hesitant to go to the snack bar to buy something chose to stay.

Because only one grade eats here, there are many empty seats.

After Wan Qing and Ye Chen ate fried rice, they hurriedly found a seat by the window and sat down.

The setting sun just shone on the old dining table with dark red paint, bringing some reassuring warmth.

"I have a hunch that maybe in the future I will have this kind of fast-eating dinner every day, such as fried noodles, fried rice, fried noodles, etc." Ye Chen sipped the spoon with his mouth, scooped half a spoonful of fried rice and put it into his mouth .

The green beans were supposed to be frozen, but they still tasted crisp and raw, with a hint of sweetness.

The ham sausage is the most common kind. It has almost no meaty taste, and it tastes like starch after one bite.

That is to say, the string of warm fried tenderloin can still bring a little meaty fragrance.

"It's about the same. After all, the time for dinner is so short. It takes about half an hour to go to the evening self-study again. I will definitely not serve dishes that taste too slow. Fish or something is the most unlikely."

"Hey, why don't we pack it in a lunch box and go back to the classroom to eat?"

"Why? You ran over and took it back to the classroom to eat, and you have to wash the lunch box yourself. Don't you think it's troublesome?"

"Well, it's just... let one person come, and then the other person won't come, so it's easier."

"You are so lazy."

"Tch, you don't have the right to say that about me, and we can take turns. It happens to be four days a week for evening self-study. In this way, one person will have two days, how about it!"

"Okay, then come tomorrow."

"...Okay, okay, I'll come if I come, isn't it just to bring an extra day's food."

"However, in that case, won't you be able to make soup?"

"Just drink some plain water."

"That's okay, I'll make some soup."

"I also want!"

"...Okay." Wan Qing patted her on the head, knocking her hairpin all crooked.

There are two large buckets at the back of the cafeteria, which contain soup.

There is no change every day, it is seaweed egg drop soup, if you fish it down, you can get some mustard.

The soup is in a stainless steel bowl. I always feel that this thing is very dirty, because when I shake it, I can hear the sound of water inside, as if the water for washing the pot has not been completely drained, which makes people feel that it will come with the bowl The soup blends together...

Wan Qing deliberately shook it a few times, chose two bowls that could not hear the sound of water, filled two bowls of seaweed soup, tried to maintain her body balance, and walked slowly to the dining table.

As soon as she sat down, she realized that there was another person sitting across the table.

—It’s the headmaster.

"Huh?" Wan Qing looked at Ye Chen, who returned a blank look.

"I heard from Teacher Guang that your grades have made great breakthroughs in the third year of high school. Now you are the top two in the class all year round, and there is a big gap between you and No.3?" the principal said with a smile.

Wan Qing's eyes fell on the lipstick she had smeared on her lips, she was stunned for a few seconds, and then she nodded slowly.

"Your teacher Guang applied to me to transfer you to the previous class. I took a look at your grades and thought about transferring the two of you to the first class. The learning atmosphere there is better and the learning progress is more suitable for you. ——It may be a little bit behind, but in this case, at least this semester will not be wasted, Teacher Guang also hopes that you can go further."

"Ah?" Ye Chen's eyes widened in surprise, and he even forgot to chew the food in his mouth, "Huh? Transfer us to the first shift? This... will it work."

"Yes, theoretically, you are still students in Class Five, you just go to Class One to attend classes."

"Oh, then Mr. Guang should choose a new monitor."

"Your class teacher will arrange these."

Ye Chen glanced at Wan Qing, a little excited, but a little hesitant.

After all, there is only the last semester of high school left, and going to another completely unfamiliar class all of a sudden, I will feel a little uncomfortable, and maybe it will affect my study because of it.

——Of course, in fact, more people still don't want to be separated from these familiar classmates.

Even Jiang Xing and Yang Zeng won't be able to see each other anymore, so I always feel a little lonely.

Even though she actually doesn't chat with them much now...

"Oh, okay, I'm fine." Wan Qing answered quickly. She just thought about it briefly, and she understood that this would be the most efficient, the most beneficial, the grades would improve a lot, and it would benefit them a lot. Moreover, the atmosphere of a class , It does have a big impact on learning.

"There will be a few students in the class who don't want to study at all to participate in the internship, so don't worry that there will be no places for you in the classroom."

"it is good."

"Hey, just... just agreed?"

"Huh? Otherwise."

"Uh……"

"The arrangements will be made at that time, and your head teacher will notify you."

"Ok."

The principal smiled and nodded, looking at Ye Chen who was a little dazed: "Eat, wait until it's cold."

"Ah... oh oh!"

……

7. Sunset moon deep yellow

After leaving the cafeteria, a field breeze with a bit of earthy smell blows head-on, and the setting sun that is almost completely sinking shines the last beam of light:

In the bloody light, a big yellow dog was galloping ahead, and an eight or nine-year-old boy was laughing and chasing after him. Behind him, the fully packed backpack was bouncing up and down following his running movements. Such a heavy burden, but it still didn't slow down his speed, let alone affect his happiness.

"Ah, children are so nice, you don't have to think about anything, and you can be silly every day."

"Being silly and happy, it means that the family conditions are not too bad..."

"That's not necessarily the case." Wan Qing stood at the school gate and looked out, watching the shadows of the boy and the big yellow dog being dragged longer and longer, until the sunset completely set, and their figures seemed to disappear into the night at once. inside.

The school with few street lights suddenly fell into darkness. Although the few lights were quickly lit up, they couldn't dispel the darkness.

"Back to the classroom." Ye Chen suddenly patted Wan Qing's head, "What are you standing there looking at?"

"Huh? You dare to slap me on the head?" Wan Qing immediately stood on her tiptoes and patted it back, "You don't want to kill me?"

"Why, why, you are allowed to take pictures of mine, but I am not allowed to take pictures of yours!"

"Yes, do you understand what it means to respect the old and love the young?"

"..." Ye Chen gestured at the height of the two of them, "We stand together, obviously I look more like a sister."

Wan Qing cast a sideways glance at her, suddenly patted her butt, and then ran towards the teaching building: "Goodbye, you!"

"Sneak attack!"

What responded to Ye Chen was the sound of her footsteps gradually going away.

There are supposed to be electric lights in the corridors of the teaching building, but most of them are actually broken.

During the day, I don't feel much, but at night, I feel that everywhere I go is pitch black, and the only thing that is fairly bright is the classroom.

In the classroom of Class [-], there are a total of six chandeliers, two of which are broken, and the back of the classroom looks a little dark because of this.

However, the students sitting in the back row enjoyed this feeling, and perhaps felt a sense of security—it’s not like they couldn’t read clearly anyway.

Yinjiang High School is not a very good high school. In fact, when it was first established, it was not even a general high school, but a technical secondary school.

——It is specially for the factory to train technical personnel.

Later, it became a general high school, and the quality of teaching in all aspects was slightly worse than other high schools. Even if good enough teachers were recruited and trained later, they all gathered in Class [-] and Class [-].

Moreover, the overall teaching plan of the school is also a little behind other schools. For example, most high schools have started to set up evening self-study from the second year of senior high school, but Yinjiang High School still only has evening self-study in the third year of senior high school. Recently, it was canceled for a few years until It was only added back this last semester.

This made the students feel novel, but also a little confused, not knowing what to do in the evening self-study.

And the bell didn't ring, so even though it was time for the night's self-study, the classroom was still noisy.

Wan Qing rested her cheeks, staring at the deep yellow moon hanging outside the window in the black night in a daze.

"Hello, hello? Qing'er."

"what?"

"You are the squad leader, shouldn't order be maintained at this time?"

"I didn't start my late self-study again."

"It's started."

"Oh, anyway, I won't be here in a few days, and the squad leader may be someone else."

"...But don't you think it's noisy?"

"Naturally, you don't feel noisy anymore." Wan Qing squinted at her with her eyelids drooping, and then glanced at the back of the classroom. A few boys gathered together, and they didn't know what they were talking about. They looked very excited, " It seems really noisy."

"Yeah..." Ye Chen covered his ears, "I can't take it anymore."

"Hmm!" Wan Qing cleared her throat and was about to stand up when she saw Guang Qiutang walking in with a stack of test papers.

"Students, students—be quiet!" Guang Qiutang cleared his throat, with a helpless smile on his face, "Do you know that evening self-study has started? Our class is the noisiest in the whole school. I heard it at the school gate."

"When did it start? I didn't even hear the bell!" A bold student shouted.

"Yeah yeah!"

Several other boys also followed suit.

"Today is a special situation. The ringtone has not been set yet. There will be a ringtone starting tomorrow. During the evening self-study, the classroom must be kept quiet. When there is no teacher, everyone should do their homework. When the teacher comes, follow the teacher's arrangement. Sometimes it may be an exam, or the teacher of a certain subject comes to class." Seeing that the students were slowly quieting down, he looked at Wan Qing, nodded, and motioned for her to come up, "The class monitor will distribute these test papers. It's the English homework for tonight, and the homework for other subjects should have been assigned, so you can do your own homework, and you can hand in the homework when you finish it, one subject at a time."

Wan Qing patted Ye Chen on the shoulder and walked out from behind her chair.

While distributing the test papers, she listened to the class teacher continue to speak on the podium: "After finishing the homework, I will review it by myself. I really feel tired after sitting for too long, so I apply with me to go for a walk on the playground and breathe some fresh air." , but it cannot affect other students, and the homework must be finished."

In fact, the amount of homework is increasing now. If you don't write it during the break after class and during lunch break, you have to write it at least until ten o'clock to complete it.

"Okay, do your homework quietly, don't make loud noises, don't make noise, and go to the bathroom by yourself." Guang Qiutang sat down in front of the podium, like a pinning needle, keeping the whole classroom quiet, although Some whispering voices can still be heard, but it no longer affects other people's normal thinking.

Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief. It has become a habit to do homework at Zhao Jinyu's house. It is much quieter than the classroom, and there is Zhao Jinyu who can answer almost all homework questions. For them, it is better than doing homework at school. Evening self-study effect is better.

However, if he really goes to the first class, this small problem seems to be solved again.

She was suddenly stunned and wanted to understand why Wan Qing agreed so readily just now.

It's just that rationality is rationality. From an emotional point of view, she still feels a little reluctant to part with the fifth class she is in.

——Obviously for her, she only stayed here for one semester, and many students are not even familiar with it.

But when I go to the first class, I am afraid that there will be even fewer familiar classmates.

Ye Chen sighed softly, took a sip of the bitter tea from the glass on the table, and coughed so much.

"Cough, cough cough...why put so much tea..."