On the playground, twenty square teams were lined up on the track. Each class was about ten meters apart, forming a circle on the 400-meter track.
Chen Ying, who was in the front row, saw that almost all the people had arrived, so she prepared to count the number of people: "Please count each column."
Chen Ying is the monitor of their Class 20. Her grades are in the middle and upper reaches of the class, but she has strong organizational skills. She is not tall, less than 1.6 meters tall. She has a cheerful personality and speaks loudly.
If Li Tangding wanted to be the squad leader, no one would be able to compete with him, but he had not run for class cadre in three years of high school.
"One, two, three...seven."
As soon as he finished counting, several boys hurried over.
From the looks of it, he must have just gone to the canteen to finish his meal.
Because many dishes are sold out before going to the cafeteria after running exercises, some students will rush to the cafeteria as soon as get out of class is over, make a meal and then come to the playground.
However, the food in No. 3 Middle School is not that good to begin with. Some students will go out with their classmates who are sleeping out after running. There are restaurants everywhere in front of the school, and they are not expensive. They cost five to eight yuan. Eat enough.
The gathering place for Class 20 on the track is right next to the school entrance. They will stop here after running and can sneak out after a few steps.
"The liberal arts class is really good." Wang Boran from behind suddenly sighed.
Tan Xianlang glanced back at Class 1, nodded and said, "Indeed, if my politics and history weren't so bad, I would have definitely applied for the liberal arts major."
Class 1 is a liberal arts class. There are more than 60 people in the class. The male-to-female ratio is opposite to that of the science class. There are more girls than boys. The first five rows of the running team are all girls.
The number of girls has almost caught up with the total number of Class 20 students.
"What's the use of having so many girls? Love is not allowed in school." Zheng Chen, who was tall and thin, suddenly interrupted.
Wang Boran looked at Zheng Chen with a look of hatred: "You know nothing, even if you can't fall in love, you can still feel happy when you look at it, and maybe it can improve your learning efficiency."
Zheng Chen said disdainfully: "Tch, why not play games to relax? If you have fun, won't your learning efficiency improve?"
The head teacher didn't come down today, so these people had no scruples in chatting.
The girls in the front row usually talk about topics such as "Which idol singer has released a new song" and "Which TV series has a handsome hero".
Li Tangding, like most people, only listens but does not speak.
There are only fourteen girls in Class 20, seven in a row, just two rows apart.
High school queues are usually based on height.
Li Tangding is now only 1.7 meters tall, not too tall. He is on the far right side of the third row, with the girls in front of him.
In No. 3 Middle School, students rarely wear makeup. The girls in their class, except for Chen Limin, all have average looks.
Chen Limin can't be said to be very beautiful now. After all, she hasn't completely grown out yet, and there are some acne on her fair face, which reduces her appearance.
However, she is 1.7 meters tall, well developed, and pregnant with great karma.
Overall, it scores 85 points.
Because he had re-received the memories in his brain, Li Tangding was no stranger to his high school career.
Speaking of which, Chen Limin was the eighth girl he had a crush on since sixth grade.
Before that, basically, every time he was divided into classes, his crush would change. Anyway, it would be the one with the best look.
After he recalled the past for a few minutes, the music suddenly stopped and the leader's words came from the loudspeaker: "Okay, everyone should be here and ready to start running."
After saying that, the special music for running exercises started playing again.
"one two three four……"
The team moved forward slowly.
After three laps of jogging, Li Tangding didn't even break a sweat.
Now that all the meridians in his body have been opened, this amount of exercise is nothing.
"Okay, let's disband!" The leader announced directly without any hesitation.
People on the track immediately dispersed, some took their schoolbags, and some ran directly to the canteen.
Li Tangding picked up his schoolbag and walked leisurely to the school gate.
Most of the dormitory boys in high school who carry school bags have mobile phones, and their mobile phones are kept in their school bags... For girls, the school bags may contain blood-sucking bags.
In fact, students who live in dormitories are not allowed to go out from Monday to Friday.
One is a safety issue, and the other is if we let it go, there will be a lot less people in the canteen.
However, when classes are over at the school gate, a large number of students want to go out, and it is impossible for the gate guard to check everyone's school ID card.
Under normal circumstances, the guards will turn a blind eye and won't arrest you as long as you don't blatantly go out to pack lunch boxes and bring them back.
Mixed in a group of people, Li Tangding went out smoothly and had a meal at a small restaurant a hundred meters opposite the school gate.
It's quite cheap, five yuan for one vegetarian dish and two meat dishes, and two yuan for a chicken drumstick.
When he returned to school after dinner, there were not many people at the door, but the guard didn't check on him, probably because he saw him carrying a schoolbag.
Back in the dormitory, there were three people who were spraying King Pesticide. The unfinished meals were placed next to them, and they took a bite from time to time.
There were several classmates holding lunch boxes and watching the game.
"Li Bai, come to the middle lane and squat with me on the opposite side, Xiao Qiao."
"Come as soon as you finish playing blue."
"..."
The dormitory in No. 3 Middle School is for 12 people. Each dormitory has a bathroom and a toilet, and is about a little over one square meter.
There happened to be no one in the bathroom, so Li Tangding went directly to take a shower.
Now there is hot water, which can be connected by inserting the hot water card in the bathroom, but he directly washed with cold water, and after washing, he used a small spell to evaporate the water droplets on his body.
As for the changed clothes, soak them in water, and then briefly shake them with magic twice, and they will basically be clean.
After drying the clothes, Li Tangding went back to bed and looked at his phone for a while.
On a whim, he also found two novels such as Return of the Immortal Emperor to see if there were any interesting things he could learn from.
It turns out that this kind of novels are somewhat divorced from reality. It often happens that a top-level grandfather takes a train and then gets sick, or he is suffering from a stubborn disease and is noticed by the protagonist at a glance. Various forces that cultivate immortals may emerge later...
Forget it... Li Tangding put away his phone, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and returned to the classroom.
When he left the dormitory, a classmate named Lin Yongjian shouted excitedly: "Let's hit the road, hit the road! I'll hold them back..."
It was almost six o'clock when we arrived at the classroom.
The senior class will start watching 15 minutes of news at 6:30, and then read in the evening.
Because I have to run gymnastics today, I can postpone going back to the classroom until seven o'clock.
Li Tangding was not the first to arrive. There were already several people in the classroom quietly immersed in solving problems.
Life in high school is very tight. It is written in the upper right corner of the blackboard that there are 196 days left before the college entrance examination. It reminds them all the time that time is running out.
However, for Li Tangding now, the college entrance examination is completely stress-free.
He continued to go to school just to review his youth again.
After he entered the classroom, several students who were working on the questions basically looked at him.
Li Tangding found that Chen Limin's eyes stayed on him several times. He guessed that there was a question he didn't know, and he was hesitant to come over and ask for help.
In my impression, Chen Limin is indeed the same as him before, a relatively introverted person.
Sure enough, not long after, Chen Limin came over and asked in a low voice: "Classmate Li Tangding, there is a question that I don't quite understand. Can you teach me something?"
"Okay, you can sit down." Li Tangding put down his vocabulary book and pointed to the chair next to him.
