"What's going on with you?"
Ling Chuyang looked at Tang Ji, who was still smiling happily.
"What's wrong with me?"
Tang Ji looked at the test paper with a happy face and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Ling Chuyang woke up and lectured Tang Ji in a low voice.
"What's wrong with me?" Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang, then returned to the test paper, "Please make it clear, can you S?"
"What are you going to share? I don't get points for reading martial arts or writing."
Ling Chuyang glanced at the teacher on the left side of the classroom and raised his hand to cover his mouth.
"And that Chinese interest group, what does it have to do with us? You even took the initiative to join us."
"Of course I'm sharing methods other than composition." Tang Ji smiled brightly at Ling Chuyang, "Didn't you hear what the teacher said."
"Smile." Ling Chuyang glared at Tang Ji, "Are you stupid?"
"You're stupid." Tang Ji rolled his eyes at Ling Chuyang, covered his mouth with his right hand, and moved closer to Ling Chuyang.
"The four people in the Chinese language group are all people who have passed 100 times in Chinese and scored 43 or above in composition. I am so bad at composition, so of course I have to take the initiative to join. But you, grinding off Jijiji, such a good opportunity, if not Me, you almost missed it.”
"Tch—" Ling Chuyang lowered his head and looked at the test paper, "I don't care about it."
"You don't care about it, but I do."
Tang Ji glanced at He Shiling on the left.
"Yangyang, good grades are the way to go. Just being cool is useless. Look at the one by the window on the left. Ever since the bell rang, I haven't seen her turn around to look at the teacher. She has been admiring the scenery. , Does the teacher care? No matter."
Tang Ji turned back and glanced sideways at Ling Chuyang: "When I asked the question just now, everyone else answered, but she didn't answer. She just nodded. Do you see the difference?" stupid! "
Ling Chuyang looked up and saw that the man was still looking at the scenery, looking at the scenery leisurely.
At some point, the Chinese teacher stood next to Ling Shuchu again, holding a test paper with "√" all over it. Yi Xi could clearly see that the score on the essay was "50" full marks.
Ling Chuyang looked out the window. The sunlight outside the window reflected brightly onto the classroom upstairs in front of him. The entire campus was filled with light.
"Besides, who doesn't know that she and Yi Lingfei are a public couple? Not only does Principal Cao not ask questions, but he also publicly praises her, not because of their good grades. Now they are both monitors, this is the real relationship. Handsome, a winner in life. You should think about it carefully."
Tang Ji sighed heavily and looked at Ling Chuyang seriously.
"We're already in the second year of high school, brother. Where is the university you were crying about before? I really don't know what you were doing. You must have forgotten about it. You are the one who is really crazy. Such a rare opportunity to have close contact with the top five people in the school is not an opportunity that everyone has, so why should we let it go."
Tang Ji's words left Ling Chuyang speechless.
When did Tang Ji become so eloquent?
Could it be that this Class 5, this Chinese teacher, really has such great magic power that it can change a person in an instant?
Ling Chuyang stopped talking. After thinking about it carefully, Tang Ji's words made sense.
Thinking of the state that I was suddenly in a bit confused about just now, wasn't it exactly because of someone? Also, that bright smile seemed to be waiting for a definite reply.
When did she start laughing so much?
That bright smile, I haven’t seen it for a long time.
Ever since I saw her in the first year of high school, she seemed to have never smiled like that. It was just a faint smile, and she seemed to have no expression on her face...
A burst of laughter in the classroom pulled him back to class, where he had already filled in the blanks with poems.
The Chinese class in Class 5 is very slow, so slow that it has been nearly twenty minutes since class began, and the test paper has not been formally taught yet; Class 5 is also very fast, so fast that it only takes five or six minutes for the multiple-choice questions to be covered. .
Taking a glance at the classroom, Tang Ji, oh, no, it seemed that the whole class, except for her and Ling Chuyang, were all studying at the teacher's pace seriously.
A casual glance revealed that Tang Ji still had a silly look on his face, looking up at the Chinese teacher from time to time.
"Lingchu——"
When he looked up at the Chinese teacher, he found that the Chinese teacher just looked at him and called out his name with a smile.
He moved the stool back and was about to stand up, but suddenly he found that someone stood up earlier than him, that was - Ling Shuchu!
what's the situation? Did she think he was calling her? Or did he hear wrongly?
He looked at the Chinese teacher uncertainly, and then saw Ding Kailing smiling and opening her eyes slightly. She looked at Ling Shuchu with some confusion, only to realize that Ling Shuchu had heard wrong.
He indeed heard it correctly, so he stood up.
"Hey, why are both of you standing up?" someone in the classroom said.
"Teacher, who are you calling?" Someone started to laugh in the classroom.
"Oh——, it's because my Beijing Mandarin Jingyun is not up to standard." Ding Kailing smiled and said word by word, "The boy I want to ask is, Ling——Chu——Yang, not My department representative is Ling——Meng——Chu. Representative of the department, please sit down first.”
Ling Chuyang saw Ling Shuchu turning his head again and gave him a hard glare.
If looks could kill, then Ling Shuchu's look was enough to send him to heaven.
"Ling Chuyang, please answer these fill-in-the-blank questions." Ding Kailing repeated.
Ling Chuyang looked down at his "X" and "X" test papers, and quickly turned to look at Tang Ji's test paper.
What words are written? Can't see clearly.
I read the answer one word at a time - "In the morning, I wake up to the truth - desolate and filthy, and bring the moon lotus - hoeing back." "Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain."
"An De, an De is a vast place - thousands of buildings, a big - shelter - all the poor people in the world - are happy - the face! Wind and rain do not move as peaceful as a mountain."
"An Neng, An Neng can destroy - my eyebrows are broken - my waist is tied to the powerful, which makes me unhappy."
"Well, that's a good answer. Let me tell you a little bit about each of them. Which text do these lines of poetry come from? Who is the author? What kind of feelings does the author express?"
Ding Kailing smiled, she is very smart and knows how to borrow strength, hum.
Looking up, she saw that the Chinese teacher had reached the last row of the classroom at some point, two desks away from the four classmates. So, she just saw him reading Tang Ji's test paper.
"I, I don't know how, teacher." Ling Chuyang blinked and stopped covering up.
"Okay. Please take a seat. The classmate in front of you is Xu Renming, right? Please answer."
Ding Kailing smiled and motioned for Ling Chuyang to sit down.
She dislikes students who don't understand and pretend to understand. It's only right to be honest.
"The first two questions are taken from Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" (Part 3) and "Drinking" respectively. The third sentence is taken from the poem "The Thatch is Broken by the Autumn Wind" by the poet Du Fu, and the last sentence is taken from the great poet Li Bai's "Song of the Broken House" Sleepwalking Tianmu chants "Farewell"..."
Xu Renming stood up, pushed the small black-framed eyes on his nose, and answered in a serious manner.
"Very good! Please sit down."
Ding Kailing glanced at Ling Chuyang, who was sitting upright, staring at the test paper in front of him.
This is the only way he should have the attitude in the Chinese language class. If he fails the exam, he should just skip the small tricks, classmate Ling Xiaoyang.
"Come on, everyone, before I talk about reading comprehension, let me reiterate the rules of the classroom."
Ding Kailing smiled gracefully and slowly walked to the classroom podium.
There was a small discussion below.
Ling Chuyang heard Xu Renming's voice.
"Didn't I already tell you before class? Are there any new rules?"
"You are stupid, you didn't see anyone listening to the lecture, some doing little tricks, and some looking at the scenery."
Tang Ji kicked Xu Renming's stool in front of him on the right.
"oh!"
Xu Renming glanced back at Tang Ji, blinked, and quickly turned back, sitting upright, looking expectantly at Ding Kailing on the podium, waiting for the next step.
"Yes or no, please answer directly, teacher?"
Someone asked directly. In the middle of the classroom, it was a girl's voice.
Several chuckles came from the classroom.
"No need to ask, this is an old rule." "Of course not."
Judging from the direction the voice came from, it should be an old classmate from Class 5.
"Yes. Is this the old rule for asking questions?" Ding Kailing stood on the podium with a smile and glanced around every corner of the classroom.
"I still have a rule in my Chinese class. Come on, my department representative Ling Shuchu, could you please explain it to everyone? One is optional and the other is a prerequisite."
"Oh, such a new idea. There is also a casual one." Tang Ji turned to Ling Chuyang and smiled softly, "Is there a type of ice cream called casual?"
Ling Chuyang rolled his eyes at Tang Ji. He was not a little girl who loved ice cream, so how could he know.
"It seems, it seems there is." Xu Renming, who was in the front row, leaned back.
"Yes." Xu Renming's deskmate, Zhou Yuchen, turned his head.
The four people looked at each other and looked at each other. It's interesting. Let's hear the explanation.
"Yeah." Ling Shuchu stood up and pulled the corner of his school uniform with his hand.
"The Chinese class in Class 5 advocates democracy and freedom. A sense of freedom means that you can do whatever you want, such as reading novels, writing poems, drawing cartoons, or reading other books, or listening to songs or admiring the scenery. It will be all right."
"Wow——." There was an uproar in the classroom.
"Is this still possible?" I had said it earlier, so we didn't even dare to make any small moves. "
"I like this kind of Chinese class." "Our Chinese teacher is so good."
"I found out that I also started to like Class 5."
Then, there was a sound in the classroom, the sound of putting away test papers, the sound of taking things out of drawers, and there seemed to be a small whistle...
"Everyone, don't be anxious. There are two necessary prerequisites for a casual decision."
Ling Shuchu turned around and looked at the middle section of the classroom where the boys were about to start making small moves.
"What conditions?" "Which two?" Questions rang out.
"First, the Chinese language score must be over 100 in all previous exams."
Ling Shuchu smiled slightly, how could he be so casual?
Do you really think it’s a “casual” cold drink in the supermarket that everyone can enjoy? You think too much, classmate, you are a little naive, hehe!
"Ah——." "Over 100?" "How many points in the test paper, over 100?"
"Are you stupid? Of course your score is 120 now." "Then let's just listen to the class. My score is still a few points short."
"Hahaha, I'm still one point away, hehe."
In the midst of such discussions, some people sighed quietly, while others quietly put away various "little tricks".
Ding Kailing, who was still smiling and elegant on the podium, glanced around the classroom and occasionally glanced at the seating chart.
It's to determine everyone's coordinates. Ling Chuyang thought about it, and put the headphones he had just grabbed in his hand to take out, and stuffed them back into the drawer.
"What is the other necessary condition?" Some people are already worried.
"Another condition is that all small actions cannot affect others, especially those who like to whisper, and cannot be heard by a third person. Otherwise..."
Ling Shuchu paused for a moment and looked at the new arrivals in the boys' section. Oh, they were whispering to each other.
"What?" Tang Ji and Xu Renming's voices sounded loudly.
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Ling Chuyang glanced at the two of them. They were very interested.
"Why not? As long as I pass 35 points in my composition, it will be fine." Tang Ji looked proud.
"My Chinese language score is 99, one point missing. Hehehehe." Xu Renming in front pushed up the small glasses on his nose, turned his head, and blinked, "My deskmate, Zhou Yuchen, scored 92. We all worked a little harder. , you can be free and casual. Hehehehe."
cut. Ling Chuyang glanced at the three of them, shook his head, raised his right arm, and leaned against the wall.
Well, innocence is indeed a blessing sometimes.
"Otherwise, you will be fined three essays with a score of 40 or above before you can enjoy democracy and freedom again." After Ling Yichu finished speaking, he sat down, leaving a group of students in a mess in the discussion.
Ding Kailing looked at everyone's expressions, raised her left hand slightly, and glanced at her watch. There were still fifteen minutes until the end of get out of class, so she just wanted to explain reading comprehension again.
"Okay, everyone, let's continue with the explanation of the test paper. Come on, Geng Xinyu..."
Ling Chuyang smiled, raised his head, and met Ding Kailing's gaze.
The smile on his face was full of kindness, so that was it.
Ling Chuyang lowered his head and looked at the test paper. This teacher is amazing!
From now on, it is impossible and he will have no chance to ignore Chinese as a subject.
Glancing at the front left, I saw the scenery outside the window. It was early spring, fresh and bright.
All right. Democracy and freedom for those who speak more than 100 languages! !
Maybe, he should also enjoy it. After all, he is now in a Chinese interest group. The members of that group are all people who have passed the test and scored 43 or above in the composition.
Ling Chuyang couldn't help but sit up straight, picked up a pen, listened to Geng Xinyu's analysis, and drew the answers on the test paper...
Ding Kailing strolled gracefully and slowly in the classroom.
The students on the left and right picked up the Chinese test papers one after another and listened carefully to Geng Xinyu's solution.
This is what Class 5 Chinese class should be like, freedom with rules...
