It was getting dark.
Now it's near the end of the semester. It's winter in January.
Shen Yan stood outside the teaching building, his nose red with cold.
When the bell rang, Du Yuan said with a smile, "I'm staring at you. Don't try to run."
Then he turned and went back to the classroom.
In senior three, the first 12 classes are all science classes, class one is top class, class two to five are top class, and the rest are ordinary class.
All aspects of the school take care of the special top class, and specially arrange the third (first) class of senior high school on the first floor, which saves the students of the special top class climbing upstairs and downstairs every day.
At this moment, Du yuan came into the classroom. He was just by the window. He was facing Shen Yan outside the building. His two fingers were shaking in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, indicating that he was staring.
Shen Yan is very angry, unwilling to show weakness toward Du Yuanbi's middle finger.
It was cold. Shen Yan stood outside the building. It was too cold, so he went to the corridor and rubbed his hands back and forth.
In the classroom, Du saw the situation and frowned.
My deskmate looked out of his sight and said with a smile, "has that unfortunate guy been punished to stand?"
At this time in the evening study, Du yuan whispered: "he is late, the head teacher to claim can go back to the classroom."
"Oh." "The same table clear," that he can be unlucky, estimated that this class after no one to lead him
"Why?" Du yuan doubts a way.
"He looks like a student with poor grades." "If you are a top student, the teacher is very distressed and will definitely come to meet you right away. It's been a long time since I started my self-study that night, and he's still hanging out, which shows that the teacher doesn't care about him at all. "
Du yuan looks dignified, looks out of the window and finds an excuse to leave the classroom.
Shen Yan is walking in circles to warm up. Leng Bu Ding hears that there is humanity beside him: "you can go back to the classroom."
As soon as he looked up, he saw Du yuan standing in front of him. Shen Yan was angry and said sarcastically, "can we really go? The head teacher hasn't come yet. Don't go back and accuse me of disobedience. "
Du yuan frowned and said: "who is so boring?"
Shen Yan snorted coldly, and then he went upstairs boldly.
The door of class 12 in senior three was closed. Shen Yan gently pushed the door open. Although the action was very light, the door still made a sound, and all the students in the class looked at him.
Shen Yan was embarrassed, but he didn't care at all. He closed the door and went back to his seat.
Just about to sit on the bench, I heard a greasy voice scold: "Ji Chenyan, who let you go back to the classroom?"
Shen Yan looked back and saw a middle-aged man standing at the door. He was not tall, bald, Mediterranean, with a beer belly, wearing a short black down jacket and a pair of black rimmed glasses. His face was full of flesh, his lips were very thin, and he was sipping tightly, looking at the sour and mean face.
This is teacher Xiong, the head teacher.
"Just now, my classmates from Discipline Inspection Department asked me to come up." Shen Yan said.
Mr. Xiong went to the platform and said with a black face: "some students have no sense of shame at all!! There is no sense of honor in the class!!! A rat's excrement spoils a pot of soup. Our class can't judge the excellent class because of such shameless people! "
Biology teacher is very young, low qualification, not easy to interrupt. He sat on the platform, feeling embarrassed, and whispered: "Mr. Xiong, the children are studying by themselves in the evening."