When Mu Qingyun and other students from Classes 1 and 2 of Junior High School walked all the way to No. 1 Middle School, it happened to be the third day of March. The warm sun was rising and spring flowers were blooming. It was also the anniversary of No. 1 Middle School.
It is said that many years ago, maybe thirty or forty years ago, there was a pond around Xiongxian County, and when people wanted to get out of Xiongxian County, they had to walk on the waterway for most of the day.
During the rainy season, waterlogging occurs, roads are blocked, and travel becomes difficult.
But after the establishment of Xiongxian No. 1 Middle School, Xiongxian had good weather for seven or eight years and never encountered any disasters again.
Everyone says that there are outstanding people in the country who are destined to have destiny. Many big businessmen have noticed the elementary school in this small county and invested more and more funds.
No. 1 Middle School naturally became the best school in Xiong County.
No. 1 Middle School has its own school bus and a large parking lot. Even the students are very high-spirited and seem to be very proud.
After entering the school gate, Xiao Cai's mouth opened like a big egg.
"Electricity, electricity——"
"Computer room."
A few students next to him chuckled and said, "You just know."
Why do all the students in the county want to go to No. 1 Middle School?
Not only are the teaching staff good, but the children are inevitably organized to visit the school. When they go to No. 1 Middle School, they see bright and clean windows, beautiful buildings, a full set of laboratories, experimental equipment, and even a computer room.
Who can not be moved?
Since Principal Wang came, No. 3 Middle School has also carried out a certain degree of campus renovation. It has also taken a large area of surrounding land and built a new gymnasium and laboratory building.
In terms of scale, their third middle school is no worse than their first middle school, but when it comes to details, they are still far behind.
Mu Qingyun is in the third grade of the first middle school. Even if her grades are so good and she crushes the students of the first middle school, it obviously doesn't matter which student she goes to, but when outsiders hear it, they will always feel pity.
At the beginning, even the teachers of No. 1 Middle School felt that the only obstacle to getting Mu Qingyun back was that Principal Wang was a bit difficult to deal with.
Whether Mu Qingyun himself would agree to study in their school was not something anyone would consider.
In Xiong County, how could the No. 1 Middle School not get the students it wanted?
But it just didn’t arrive.
Mu Qingyun belongs to No. 1 Middle School, and I don’t belong to No. 1 Middle School, but No. 1 Middle School is full of my legendary status.
As soon as the students from Class 1 of No. 3 Middle School arrived at the square, all the students from No. 1 Middle School turned their heads and looked at Mu Qingyun and began to whisper.
Xiao Cai immediately put her unseen look away and tried to follow Mu Qingyun, holding her arm firmly.
The students in No. 1 Middle School are also really curious.
In the previous No. 3 Middle School, there was only one Qi Changzhi who was worthy of a high look, but he was also firmly suppressed by the few academic gods in their No. 1 Middle School.
But as soon as Mu Qingyun arrived, they never won the first place in the city's joint entrance examination.
Six of the top ten are from No. 1 Middle School, so what if half of the top fifty are from No. 1 Middle School?
When ordinary people first look at the posted red list, what do they see? Let’s see who comes first.
No one even cares about the second place, except when the news media reports on the top three, the second and third place will only buy one and get two free, as a by-product of the first place.
Well now, the best junior high school in Xiong County is No. 1 Middle School, and the No. 1 junior high school in Xiong County is No. 3 Middle School, tsk!
Mu Qingyun calmly led his classmates to sit in the seats assigned to them while all the students of No. 1 Middle School were watching.
"Is she Mu Qingyun?"
Seeing this, the unhappiness and discomfort that many No. 1 Middle School students had hidden in their hearts disappeared.
It seems that the other party is not tall and tall, but she just feels that if she is the first, it will not be difficult to accept.
Let’s just talk about their school’s god of learning and school president, Zhou Yu.
He is good at studying, but not as handsome as him, and equally good-looking, but not as good at studying as him. In the eyes of many classmates in school, he shines brightly, and is the kind of noble boy who needs to be looked up to.
But now Mu Qingyun is sitting there as a girl, wearing ordinary clothes, and her origins are not commendable. But when everyone looks at it, they will feel that the breeze and the bright moon are in her arms, and all the good things in the world are happening to her. Violation.
She got first place, nothing to make a fuss about.
Jiang Minhua also saw her.
There is also Wang Yun, the young master of the Wang family.
Both of them had mixed feelings and wanted to hide.
Wang Yun has lost all his pocket money, and now his money is being controlled by others.
The eldest brother called him specifically and scolded him for more than an hour.
Wang Yun forced himself not to think about Mu Qingyun, but when he saw her this time, he felt uncomfortable.
Yes, he recognized the wrong person. Mu Qingyun might be his childhood playmate.
He also offended the other party because of misunderstanding.
But for a girl with such a tough temper, even an apology is not enough and she has to go to the inspection department!
He doesn't want to get along with such a girl, and he can't be friends with her.
Wang Yun felt that Jiang Minhua, a gentle and gentle person with a little shyness and a sweet smile, was the image of his childhood playmate in his imagination.
But for a long time, Jiang Minhua ignored him at all.
Wang Yundong thought for a while, then came to his senses, and listened to Teacher Gao, who had just finished his speech on the stage, holding a microphone, smiling and calmly saying: "As I said, human memory has a code, and whoever masters this code People can completely control their own memories."
"Now, we have invited Si Xue and Long Yuanyuan from No. 1 Middle School to come and conduct a comparative experiment with me."
The scene suddenly became extremely lively.
Si Xue and Long Yuanyuan were both famous for their good memories in No. 1 Middle School. Although they did not have photographic memory, they could memorize all the recited knowledge after reading it several times.
Two people stood on the stage, and countless words and graphics were held up and displayed one after another.
It only took twenty minutes, and both of them wrote more than 70% of the words silently.
Many students were dizzy when they saw it, but now they saw how awesome the two classmates were, and they suddenly burst into cheers.
Children of this age rarely believe in authority, especially the students in No. 1 Middle School, who are the proud ones. They cheer loudly for their classmates and wish they could step on Teacher Gao Feng.
Gao Feng also laughed: "It seems that the students are very confident."
"But if I can't remember as well as you two children, I'm not qualified to write this book."
He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Three times faster. I won't use the previous logo. I will let the students present to add whatever words and patterns you want. Write whatever you want. You can make it more difficult for me." .”
Soon, the students brainstormed ideas. They took out the extracurricular books, took out the page and wrote on the cardboard.
Various irregular characters are mixed with various more complex patterns, and all foreign languages are drawn on them.
(End of chapter)
