Chapter 518 Is This the Third Year of High School?
After finishing the final exam of this semester, Shen Lingxi ushered in the summer vacation.
In the summer vacation of the second year of high school, many students will spontaneously participate in off-campus tutoring in order to connect with the third year of high school.
After sending off the seniors and sisters, they became the new graduates.
Before the summer vacation, Yang Jingwu organized the students in the class to change classrooms.
Fortunately, the second year of high school and the third year of high school are just changing classrooms, and will not be divided into new classes. It also saves the students in the class not only to face heavy schoolwork, but also to re-acquaint themselves with the surrounding students.
"Is this the desk for the senior year?"
"Is this the chair for the senior year?"
"Is this the atmosphere of the third year of high school?"
After Wang Zhuo finished moving his books, he was lying on the table like a dead dog.
"What's wrong with the table, chairs and air?" Duan Wenyi asked.
Wang Zhuo raised his head with difficulty, like a bastard trying to stretch his neck.
"This desk is too fucking small, and it's full of notes. Sleeping on this desk will definitely give me nightmares, and the chair will move slightly and creak, and if I don't know it, I'm doing it Something inappropriate for children."
Wang Zhuo said while disgusted.
"And the air, it smells musty. How about the promised high school benefits, away from the small fans and welcome the big air conditioners?"
Duan Wen laughed, and pointed to the big air conditioner above the podium: "At least the big air conditioner is real."
Wang Zhuo smiled stiffly: "The air conditioner is there, but the wind is so strong that I doubt whether I can feel the wind blowing within a radius of one meter."
Duan Wenyi answered this question very seriously: "I can tell you very responsibly that within a radius of two meters, it is windy."
Wang Zhuo chuckled: "Thank you, I can't beat me at all."
As he said that, Wang Zhuo took out a tutorial book and used it as a fan to fan the wind.
Although Xiao Wang's academic performance is not good, but in terms of the number of tutorial books, he is definitely the most in the class.
In his own words, that is to say, after buying that book, he feels as if he has learned, which is purely a number of psychological comforts.
It's a pity that after so many years of consolation, she is still at the bottom of the grade.
Duan Wenyi was not much better. Although he did not have as many tutorial books as Wang Zhuo, he had a lot of practice papers.
His practice papers are piled up in a pile, which is as high as a small meter. God knows how well he has done the exams.
Compared with them, Shen Lingxi, who only carried a schoolbag and a few books in her hands, was traveling lightly.
Not only did Shen Lingxi have no extra papers, but she didn't even have a single tutorial book.
Wang Zhuo wailed: "I'm so envious of Brother Feng, you don't need to study."
Shen Lingxi put away all the books and sat down to rest.
"Don't worry, he's in more pain than you."
Last night, Xie Feng hurriedly got his mobile phone and called her, and frantically asked her to video-teach him how to do the questions.
Comrade Xie really worked very hard. When other teammates were resting, they were checking Weibo, playing games, or calling home, but he was lucky enough to do the questions in the video.
"By the way, I remember their show saying that they are going to start a live broadcast at a certain time. When is it coming?"
Wang Ningxiu immediately said excitedly: "I know, I know, the broadcast will start at seven o'clock tomorrow night."
Speaking of live broadcast, Wang Ningxiu's eyes lit up.
Since the broadcast of "Let's Make an Idol", Wang Ningxiu has successfully climbed the wall and Su Luan, and she is so enthusiastic that she is now a walking fan circle knowledge census machine.