Chapter 30 Teacher Wen's Request (4K) Fang Wei's guess was correct. Wen Susu on the podium saw him and Liu Zhiyi secretly switching seats. Wen Susu didn't say anything. Everyone has different preferences for sitting inside or outside, so it's harmless to swap desk mates like this. Occasionally satisfying each other's small needs can also effectively enhance the relationship between new desk mates. After the seats in the class were changed, the original small groups were disrupted, and the boys and girls now seemed much quieter. Of course, Wen Susu knew that it wouldn't be long before they would have new friends, and it was quite necessary to change seats at the beginning of the school year, otherwise they would form cliques, which would be detrimental to class unity. "Is everyone okay with the seating arrangement? If any of the students sitting in the back can't see the blackboard clearly, you can tell the teacher." "..." In my childhood without the pollution of mobile phones and computers, there were very few myopic people in the class, and no one wore glasses. However, this is also related to genetics. For example, Asheng’s new deskmate Wang Yushan is a little nearsighted and doesn’t wear glasses. But now she sits in the front seat, so she doesn’t need to ask for it. "Okay, let's set the seats like this from now on. The order of duty in the future will be arranged according to the seats. Two students will be responsible for wiping the blackboard and cleaning the classroom every day. Let's start with the students in the first row of the first group tomorrow~" "Now, I need the help of my classmates. Come with me to the teaching office to get our textbooks. Students who want to go can come and help!"
Rather than sitting in the classroom and getting bored, everyone prefers to join in the fun. At Wen Susu's call, many people in the class stood up. "Not so many, not so many, seven or eight students will be enough." Seeing that Xu Cailing and A Sheng, who were sitting at the other end of the classroom, had stood up and winked at him to go over together, Fang Wei also stood up. "Liu Zhiyi, do you want to go?" "I'm not going……" "it is good." Fang Wei and other classmates followed Wen Susu downstairs to the academic office to get textbooks. Xu Cailing and A Sheng both came to Fang Wei. Both of them were talking about their new deskmate. "It's over. Wang Yushan warned me not to disturb her studies, and she even drew a 38th parallel with me!" "Huh? Ah Sheng, what did you do? Did you harass anyone?" "I didn't do anything. I just sat down and didn't say anything! By the way, where did you get the candy?" Ah Sheng then noticed that while Xu Cailing was talking, there was a piece of candy playfully stirring in her mouth. "My new deskmate gave it to me. Dupepe is so nice! I accidentally stepped on her shoelaces just now, but she wasn't angry at all. I felt so embarrassed." After they finished talking, they asked Fang Wei, "How are you? How does it feel to sit at the same table with Liu Zhiyi?" "We're just desk mates, what's the feeling?" "Liu Zhiyi seems difficult to approach. Awei, are you being isolated by others?" Asheng said. "Not really. She's not as hard to approach as you think." Fang Wei corrected. "That's true."
Xu Cailing also nodded: "Zhiyi is actually a very nice person, but he doesn't like to talk much. Maybe it's because he doesn't have any friends here. We are all from the same island, so we should take care of him more!" Fang Wei does not agree with Xu Cailing's approach to making friends. If she were a girl, perhaps this would be okay, but he is a boy, and his unreasonable enthusiasm would scare others. Indeed, the closer relationship between people is always based on the initiative of one party, but the birth of true friendship is based on a certain compatibility of each other's souls. What are good friends like? Two gloomy people suddenly meet each other, and then everything becomes bright and beautiful. He may not be closest to you or beside you, but you can truly feel that you are closest in spirit. Even if you haven't seen each other for a long time or haven't spoken for a long time, when you meet again, it is still so familiar and natural. This is probably the most perfect friendship that Fang Wei knows. …… The narrow teaching office was crowded with people, including those from my class and other classes. The teachers in the academic office had no choice but to move all the new textbooks to the spacious corridor outside. They filled cardboard boxes with new books and stacked them in different locations according to the different textbooks. "Get the Chinese textbook first. Fang Wei, come and help me count the number!" In order to make a good first impression on him, Wen Susu specifically asked him for help among so many classmates who followed her. Fang Wei naturally didn't mind. He walked over to her and helped her count the textbooks. As I got closer, I could naturally smell a fresh and elegant fragrance coming from Wen Susu. It was probably the scent of her shampoo. Different from the simple, clean soap smell on Xu Cailing's body, the scent of her shampoo was more layered, like the sweet orange in summer, light and refreshing, but also very pleasant to the eye. "Forty-two books. Don't take less." After giving Fang Wei a reminder, she counted the English textbooks while Fang Wei was counting the Chinese textbooks. Fang Wei would naturally not make a mistake in counting, and his movements were much faster than Wen Susu's, so he even had the leisure to check the condition of each book. "Teacher Wen, there is something wrong with the binding of this book." "Ah? Then change to another one..." After checking that everything was correct, Fang Wei asked A Sheng to move the Chinese textbook up first. "Fang Yuansheng, just take it up and distribute it to everyone directly." Wen Susu said. "Oh, okay!" Ah Sheng went upstairs first with the book in his arms, very excited. Although the boy didn't like studying, he was still very excited about receiving new books. He couldn't explain why he was so excited. After entering junior high school, there are many more subjects to learn than before. There are fewer subjects in the first grade of junior high school. In addition to Chinese and mathematics, there is also English as one of the main subjects. English was not taught in the primary schools on the island. Everyone started learning it after entering junior high school. These young boys and girls who had never seen the world were excited to think about speaking English like the foreigners on TV. Of course, there is always a gap between fantasy and reality. Generally speaking, this beautiful fantasy will be broken when you start memorizing words and learning grammar. In addition to the main subjects, there are four more minor subjects: history, politics, geography, and biology. These all require exams and their grades will be counted! As for the two subjects of physics and chemistry, the first grade of junior high school does not learn them yet. But with seven subjects added together, the learning workload is much heavier than just learning Chinese and math in elementary school.
…… Following Asheng, Xu Cailing and several other classmates also went upstairs excitedly, carrying their new books. Fang Wei and Wen Susu were the last to leave. After Wen Susu signed in the academic office, the teacher and student left with their art and music textbooks respectively. "Fang Wei, did you study art and music in elementary school?" "No, teacher. There are only 20 to 30 students in our primary school." "..." Although she had heard this before, Wen Susu, who came from a big city, was still quite surprised to hear this number from her students in person. She didn't say much, but she clearly felt the huge gap in educational resources. When the two of them were walking together, Fang Wei felt that Wen Susu was very tall. After all, he was only about meters tall, while Wen Susu was meters tall. Fang Wei was not as enthusiastic as Xu Cailing in chatting with the teacher, and most of the topics were initiated by Wen Susu. "Everyone has just entered school, but we still need class leaders for daily management." "Ah." Fang Wei didn't know why Wen Susu suddenly changed the subject and talked about this. Before he could get curious, Wen Susu asked directly: "Fang Wei, have you ever been a class leader?" "..." The meaning is obvious, do they want him to be a class leader? Fang Wei looked up at her in surprise, and nodded honestly, "Yes, I was the class monitor in elementary school. However, due to the school, the class monitor was only in name only. I didn't actually do much." "Do you usually have classes with multiple grades in elementary school? Then you, the class monitor..." "Yes, so there are several monitors in one classroom." "..." I thought you were in charge of several grades at once! Wen Susu was embarrassed for a moment, and then she changed the subject by saying, "That can also be considered an experience! I plan to temporarily elect some class leaders during the class meeting this afternoon, and then let everyone run for election freely." "Election?" "correct." Running for class leaders may not be uncommon in high schools and universities, but at Baitan Middle School, most class leaders are directly appointed by teachers, and there is rarely any form of election. After all, even if everyone is allowed to run for election, it is not certain how many students will participate. They are all children from the countryside, and the education they received since childhood is to be obedient and honest, to be humble and sensible, not to seek attention, to be down-to-earth and not to make mistakes; only the education in big cities will teach them to be confident, to dare to express themselves, to dare to fight for it, and to have the courage to try when there is an opportunity. The different ways of education received since childhood lead to different outlooks on life, which is a shackle hidden in the class that is difficult to escape. Fang Wei knew that Wen Susu would not talk to him about this for no reason. Sure enough, her next sentence was: "So, Fang Wei, I hope you can go on stage and run for class monitor during the class meeting this afternoon!" "Ah? Teacher Wen, are you serious?"
"Of course. Your entrance score was the best in the class, and the teacher was very satisfied with you in every aspect, so he wanted you to be the class monitor. Why don't you want to?" Wen Susu could see that Fang Wei had already guessed what she was going to say, but this brat was very cunning and looked hesitant. “But I don’t have much experience.” "No one has experience being a monitor for the first time. You will get the hang of it if you learn more and practice more. It is also a great opportunity to train yourself!" Training opportunities...may be okay in high school or college, but as a class monitor in junior high school, you just want to find a job to help with the hard labor. Fang Wei didn't say anything, but just smiled meaningfully, which made Wen Susu feel depressed - why is this guy so hard to deceive? ! "Teacher Wen wants me to be the class monitor. Of course I am willing. I just don't understand why you have already made the decision, but you still want me to run for election..." "You are the class monitor. You have been playing a role since the election began. With you setting an example, other students will be more enthusiastic." "What if there are students who are better than me among those running for class monitor?" "The teacher will vote for you." "What if other students have more votes?" "No, no, I am the only one who gets to choose the monitor, and the other class leaders get to vote." “…Is this considered a backdoor?” "Anyway, just prepare well and don't let the teacher down!" "..." Actually, Fang Wei didn't have much interest in being a class monitor. There wasn't much work to do anyway, so it would be fine to enrich his junior high school life. Of course, the main reason why he agreed to Wen Susu was that his identity as class monitor would give him more opportunities to interact with her. Until now, he was still very curious about why Wen Susu resigned and left the school after only teaching their class for one year. If possible, he really hoped that she could accompany Class 2 through the three years of junior high school. …… The teacher and student returned to the classroom. The class was very lively because of the distribution of new books. "Fang Wei, find a few classmates to help distribute the music and art textbooks." "it is good." I haven't even become a squad leader yet, but I'm already ordering people to do work... Of course, Wen Susu was not idle either. She returned to the podium, picked up the chalk, and copied the future course schedule on the blackboard according to the schedule. This way, everyone didn't have to crowd over to the bulletin board after class to copy the schedule. Seeing this, the little girls in the class also picked up paper and pens and started copying the class schedule on the blackboard. Fang Wei distributed the last textbook and returned to his seat. The newly distributed textbooks were neatly stacked on the desk, without any mess at all. He glanced at Liu Zhiyi, who was sitting in the corner quietly copying the class schedule on the blackboard.
As if she noticed his gaze, Liu Zhiyi didn't say anything, but still felt a little uneasy. She hooked the hair by her ear with her delicate fingers, trying to cover up her embarrassment with her action. "Liu Zhiyi, can you help me put the books in order?" "Ah." She was still concentrating on writing her schedule, but when the question was asked, her pen stopped moving. "thank you." "No, it's just that your books are a bit messy." "Thank you, too." "Ah." After the chat, Fang Wei sat back in his seat. She breathed a sigh of relief, picked up her pen again, and continued copying the class schedule. Since he took the initiative to give her the seat he liked, so helping him put the books in place...that was only her duty. The girl probably thought so. Anyway, when she saw his newly distributed books scattered in a mess on the table, she couldn't help but do so. Liu Zhiyi likes books very much, including textbooks. After copying the class schedule, she picked up the Chinese textbook and opened it carefully, not even willing to press down hard enough to leave creases on the pages. The newly distributed books had a pleasant smell of ink, and she liked the smell very much. If there was no one around, she would put her face close to the books and take a deep sniff, which was quite satisfying. With the new books, sitting in the classroom is not so boring anymore. She finally found something she liked and began to read the articles in the Chinese textbook with great interest. He was watching intently. (End of this chapter)
