i was my mistake

13. Study in one class

A group of students who had lunch returned to the classroom one after another.

It's as quiet as a library here. When everyone came in, they lowered their voices as much as possible.

It seems to be affected by this invisible quiet atmosphere.

Even if someone is talking loudly in the corridor, when they come in, they will immediately become quieter.

Perhaps, those students who would make loud noises in the classroom have all gone out for internships now, or have they been transferred to a later class?

——The latter is just Wan Qing's guess, after all, what the teacher said is only the former.

Students who leave Class [-] also do so voluntarily.

Even so, there is still an inexplicable sense of urgency, as if if you keep falling behind, you will be asked to leave this classroom.

Mao Yeyuan and Lin Sumeng were also affected. Even though they were excited and excited to see acquaintances here, they could only lower their voices and chat quietly beside Wan Qing and Ye Chen.

Among the four, Wan Qing is the most uncomfortable.

She really couldn't bear this deliberately suppressed atmosphere, and even felt uncomfortable as if the air she breathed was about to freeze.

When going to work before, if the office had such an extremely quiet atmosphere, she probably wouldn't be able to continue working.

With so many people gathered together, how can it be so quiet.

There was no loud noise, and it felt like everyone around me was a ghost.

The key point is that this is not an exam, nor is it class time, this is the usual lunch break.

In her impression, the classroom during the lunch break should be lively and full of youthful vitality...

Instead of everyone suppressing themselves like this, diving into the sea of ​​questions like a machine, and repeating those similar questions in order to be admitted to the ideal university.

Of course, they may not have enjoyed it.

These discomforts are just Wanqing's own imagination - it's purely because she can't stand it.

"It's so quiet here." Lin Sumeng said in a low voice, and the warm breath he exhaled made Ye Chen's ears itch.

"That's right..." Mao Yeyuan curled her lips lightly, "I don't dare to speak loudly anymore, those who don't know think it's... class time."

"It's a little too quiet... Although some people are discussing the topic, they are all very quiet."

The tall Mao Yeyuan is obviously a shy girl, but now she muttered in a low voice: "I even wonder if I can last a semester..."

"Ah? I thought you, Mao Yeyuan, were an introverted girl..." Ye Chen was a little surprised.

"Are you introverted...? It's ok...that's right, I'm a little shy to strangers, but I can't bear to keep this kind of quiet all the time, and I still like lively..."

"Eh?" Now, the other three were a little surprised.

We are not in the same class. Although we have gone out to play together, we haven't had much contact with each other after all. Thinking about it carefully, we don't seem to know each other as well as we imagined.

"Don't look at me like that..." Mao Yeyuan, who was able to communicate normally just now, suddenly flushed, "I'll feel embarrassed instead..."

"Pfft... I just didn't expect shy people to like excitement." Ye Chen smiled awkwardly, "It seems that we can only get used to it slowly."

"However, this kind of environment is definitely suitable for studying. I must be admitted to the university I want to go to!" Mao Yeyuan shook her small fist vigorously, and suddenly remembered that her voice seemed too loud, so she covered her mouth in a panic, and turned her head around. After taking a few glances and making sure that no one was looking at him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello~" Just when everyone was about to continue talking about something else, a small face suddenly appeared from behind Mao Yeyuan and Lin Sumeng. She smiled softly and made a slightly lowered voice.

"Ah, Jinyu." Ye Chen coughed dryly, "Have you eaten?"

"Well, has it officially moved to our classroom?"

"Yes."

"The location is here?"

"Yes."

"Oh~ what a coincidence, I'm sitting right in front of you~" Zhao Jinyu pursed his lips and smiled, pointing to the seat in front of Wan Qing, "This way we can meet more every day."

"yes……"

"Great, it's much more convenient to ask questions. Although it's so quiet here that people feel a little depressing, as long as I am here, it's not a loss."

"Pfft, it's okay to speak loudly, but... it seems to be a little quieter today. It should be because everyone saw students from other classes coming, so you are a little embarrassed, right?"

"...is this embarrassing?" Ye Chen's eyes widened in surprise.

"Well, I usually make a noise occasionally at noon. Even if it's quiet, it's not like a library. It may be that the head teacher said yesterday that he wanted to show the spirit of the first class, so some people took it seriously. Bar?"

"So that's how it is..." Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, "If it's really so quiet every day, it really makes people feel a little scary."

"Hmm..." Zhao Jinyu tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked a little foolishly, "Will it be scary?"

"Yes!" The four of them nodded in unison.

"I see." Zhao Jinyu took his seat, and put the plastic box containing the chopsticks into the drawer, "Maybe I'm used to it?"

"Habits are really a terrible thing." Wan Qing clicked her tongue.

Ye Chen felt the same way.

Although it was lunch break, Mao Yeyuan and Lin Sumeng didn't stay here for too long. They all returned to their places and began to get used to the life of studying in Class [-].

But it seems that they haven't gotten close to their tablemates yet...

Of course, it may also be that none of their deskmates are interested in meeting new classmates.

This seems to be a world where only learning is left.

The classroom was gradually filled with people, and the silence here was incompatible with the noise from other classrooms.

The noise was so far away that it seemed to be coming from the sky.

It even felt like those students didn't go to the same school as the people in this classroom.

Ye Chen's adaptability seems to be stronger than Wan Qing's. She quickly got used to this kind of quietness. From time to time, she patted Zhao Jinyu's shoulder lightly and asked her some questions in a low voice.

It seems that she is already enjoying such a convenient study life.

Next to Zhao Jinyu was a girl with a cropped head, who wrote the questions very fast, and kept writing with a pen on the paper, seemingly without seeing her stop to think.

You must know that what she wrote was not a memorization problem, but a math problem with a lot of calculations!

Even if she was drafting non-stop, it was scary enough, because it proved that her thinking had never stopped at all. The moment she saw the problem, she could think of a solution to the problem.

Every time Wan Qing takes a rest, she keeps writing, which makes people seriously doubt whether she won't feel tired.

When it was time for the indoor lunch break, the head teacher walked into the quiet classroom and began to review the test papers, and called the students one by one to the podium to carefully explain the wrong questions.

That's right, it was the math teacher in Class [-] who few people listened to.

He is the head teacher of the first class.

He hasn't changed much here, he still has the kind-hearted look, and he is very serious when he talks about the topic, and it won't make people feel pressured.

But here, he is like a real teacher. Every student who goes up listens to his lectures carefully, unlike in class five... as if he is a teacher whose teaching level is so poor that students don't like to listen to it. .

Although his math class was really not interesting, the students in Class [-] didn't need funny jokes, they just needed simple, straightforward, clear and crisp explanations of the topics.

The class teacher did not introduce the new students, and the time passed slowly until the first class in the afternoon.

He asked the two boys to go back to their seats, stood up, and clapped their hands vigorously.

"Okay, students, those who take a nap can wake up. The first class in the afternoon is about to start. Today, let's introduce a few new students. They are all outstanding in their classes, or they have made great progress. You are a fast classmate, so I was specially assigned to our class for the last semester of study, there are No. 2 and No. [-] in Class [-]—" he said, looking at Ye Chen and Wan Qing with a smile.

"Ah..." Ye Chen looked around nervously, and was about to stand up, but Teacher Yang, who was only a math teacher in Class [-] and the head teacher in Class [-], stretched out his hand and signaled her to sit down.

"They are students who study very hard. They have made great progress in Class [-], so they were arranged here. Let me introduce them. One is Wan Qing and the other is Ye Chen. They are both studious and good-looking. Girls, I hope everyone will not be affected by the beauty, and you should still study hard, look at the teacher during class, and don't look at the beautiful female classmates." Teacher Yang made a small joke, and the boys came from the audience. Some restrained laughter.

"Then there are two students in Class [-]. They are quite special. Although Class [-] is a liberal arts class, they later found that they are more talented in science. They did not fall behind in science when they were studying liberal arts at the same time. This semester officially transferred to She is a science student, and her academic performance is also very good, so she came to study in our class, the girl is called..." He looked down at the new list, "It's called Lin Sumeng, the boy..."

The simple and quiet introduction came to an end quickly.

Instead of asking the new students to stand up and introduce themselves, he introduced them very gently.

This may not impress other students, but it also does not embarrass them.

Perhaps, it can be regarded as an emotional care.

Introducing new students didn't waste too much time, so the math class would naturally continue.

"Come on, this is the math homework we're going to talk about today. It's the homework assigned by our class yesterday. You can watch it first. It doesn't matter if you don't have time to do it yourself now. Just follow my train of thought and do the problems together."

Teacher Yang cleared his throat and began to talk about the topic seriously.

The way of speaking is similar to that of class five, but the speed is much faster, and there are many students who should be with him in the class. Obviously the classroom is not noisy, but the atmosphere is very 'lively'.

"So do you understand?"

"understand!"

"Then this..."

"As long as..." There will also be students rushing to answer.

At this time, Teacher Yang would smile and wait for him to finish speaking. If what he said was correct, he would nod his head to encourage him, and then he would continue to add.

A class ended without knowing it...

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14. The pitch of the field

The evening sun shines on the teaching building, and those mosaic-like blue and white small tiles are reflecting the sunlight, and people can only see a vast expanse of white at a glance.

Outside the railings of the school, there is a field that seems to have no end at a glance. Some of them have grown green seedlings, and some are still bare, as if they haven't been sown yet.

—Of course, it may also be the fields that will not be planted this year.

After all, there is also a saying in farming, that is, planting takes two years and one year off, and the interval is different in different places.

So even in the countryside, it is rare to see scenes where all the farmland is full of crops.

Today is Friday, so there is no late self-study.

Of course, the time to leave school is still four or five o'clock, not earlier.

This is of course, in Wan Qing's impression, it seems that only before junior high school, school can be dismissed two classes earlier on Friday, and after high school, there will be no such good things.

Even a not-so-good high school like Yinjiang High School also arranges like this.

After all, no matter what, this is also Pugao.

The big iron gate of the school was wide open, and the students walked out slowly, not in a hurry.

Perhaps it was the following weekend holiday that gave them some confidence to waste more time.

Wan Qing stepped on the flower bed at the door, lazily looking at the teaching building where students were coming out, waiting for Ye Chen and Zhao Jinyu to ride out their bicycles.

At this moment, I saw a group of boys from Class [-] running out carrying Yang Zeng, and there was even someone beside him holding a pair of crutches.

"What the fuck are you doing!" Yang Zeng yelled, and couldn't help laughing, "What are you doing?"

"Hahaha, you'll know soon!"

"Come on, brothers, speed up!!"

"Come on!!"

Under Jiang Xing's command, a group of boys speeded up their pace frantically, carried him all the way out of the school, and the people around were surprised.

"What are you doing?" Wan Qing couldn't help asking.

There really was a boy from Class [-] who replied, "Go play football!!"

"Playing football, you bring Yang Zeng?"

"Yes! He guards the gate!"

Wan Qing looked a few more times curiously, wanting to see where they were going.

However, it didn't actually run too far, and stopped in the field not far away.

It was a piece of unplanted farmland. It looked very flat, and the soil seemed to have been rolled over by a steamroller. It was extraordinarily solid, and it would not leave a mark when you stepped on it.