Chapter 236 Class Begins (Two in One)
The high annual admission rate of Xuanzhu No. 1 Middle School is not entirely due to the good students and stronger teachers.
In terms of daily teaching management and course time scheduling, it is also quite strict and compact.
There is no division of subjects in the first year of high school. In addition to the three main subjects, physics, chemistry, biology, politics, history, and geography are also required for study and examination.
I have nine courses to fill my schedule, eight classes a day, and I also have to do morning reading and evening self-study.
The class time is said to be 7:30, but in fact each class is required to enter the classroom to start morning reading at 7:15 at the latest, and do exercises during the big break. Classes in the morning last until 11:50.
There are four classes in the morning and four classes in the afternoon. Classes end at 5:30. We have some free time, take a shower or have dinner. Then we have evening self-study at 7:10 and school ends at 9:50.
If you are a senior high school student, especially in the top class, some students will start reading in the classroom at six o'clock, and the lights in the classroom will still be on at ten thirty in the evening.
There is no so-called burden reduction at the moment. Even in twenty years, no key high school will be able to relax. In order to get into a better university, students can only work harder than others.
Compared to junior high school, the study pressure is naturally much greater, but compared to the second and third year of high school, it is still better. At least now I have two days off on weekends.
On the first day of school, Fang Wei Cailing knew that she got up on time at 6:30.
They are used to getting up early and jogging in the morning, so they have adapted to the new biological clock.
But I still feel so sleepy! Because I went to bed later than before. I didn’t get into bed until 11:30 last night. Even if I could fall asleep in one second, I only slept for seven hours at most.
It is foreseeable that we will probably not be able to go to bed until around this time in the future. After all, we don’t finish evening self-study until 9:50, and it’s a little after 10 o’clock when we get home. Then we take turns taking a shower, and we won’t be able to go to bed until 11 o’clock at the earliest.
What other ways can we save time? Fang Wei thought, why not just take a bath together as a group of three?
I can only think about this. Cai Ling almost cut it off with scissors last night, so I dare not say anything.
"I don't care about you two anymore. From now on, I'll take a shower first. You two are taking your time, so you can take your time and take your time later!"
"Hmph, you go first, Zhiyi and I will take a shower together."
"So, then we won't be running this morning?"
"No more running. Let's run again in the evening."
Fang Wei raised his wrist to check the time and stuffed the small buckwheat pillow into his schoolbag: "Let's go, it's almost time, let's go downstairs to have breakfast and go to class."
"Uh-huh!"
"Did you bring your school card?"
"Bring it!"
"Hey, I'm still a little uncomfortable wearing this new school uniform..."
"Except for the color, they are all the same."
“It just looks and feels different.”
Xu Cailing put on her schoolbag, looked at herself in the mirror, then looked at Fang Wei and Liu Zhiyi beside her.
The three of them wore the blue and white school uniform together, and now they are wearing the new black and white school uniform together. When they are together day and night, they don’t feel that there is any change in each other. But when they take out the photos that Teacher Wen took of them three years ago and compare them, they suddenly feel that they have grown up and changed a lot.
……
The girls had already hung the clothes washed last night on the clothesline on the balcony, swaying gently in the wind.
Fang Wei, who was wearing a new school uniform, understood Cailing's intentions, and they went downstairs together, carrying their schoolbags.
Fresh air rushed into my nasal cavity, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and the scent of soil. There were already some old men and women in the community who got up early to exercise. Some were practicing Tai Chi, some were preparing to buy groceries, and some were walking their dogs.
The dog held the leash tightly and sniffed the flowers and plants on the roadside from time to time. When Fang Wei and the other two walked by, it also wagged its tail and sniffed them.
"Uncle, are you hitting the tree?"
Fang Wei smiled and greeted an old man nearby who was using a tree as a wooden stake to perform the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms on it.
"Wow! Xiao Fang! Up so early? Going running again?" The old man stopped, turned around and asked with a chuckle.
"No, I have to go to class!"
"Oh, yes, school has started!"
"If anyone is renting this house, please keep an eye out for me."
"Haha, it's just a small matter!"
"Auntie, are you going to buy groceries so early?"
"Yeah, it's new! Look at how delicious this dish is! There will be something going on in the community later where you can get free eggs if you sign up for a membership. Xiao Fang, why don't you go take a look?"
"I'm in class! Auntie, which bun shop here has the best buns?"
"It's Afang's steamed bun shop on the right side of the door. Their steamed buns are big and have plenty of fillings. I just bought a bag."
"Really? Then I have to try it."
He greeted the old men and women he met as he walked. Although he had only moved in a few days ago, Fang Wei had already become familiar with the intelligence center in the community.
Fang took the two young girls with him to buy some buns from the Afang Bun Shop that the old lady had introduced to him.
There are many breakfast shops nearby. Fang Wei had bought his breakfast elsewhere before, but now he sees that the buns at Afang's Bun Shop are really good.
It was a small husband-and-wife team. The man was hand-making small and large dumplings in the back with steam rising from the steamer. The woman was at the front holding a plastic bag, helping customers get dumplings and collecting cash. They were very busy.
The couple didn't look too old. There was a little girl in the room, about two or three years old. She was sitting on a small stool playing with plasticine and imitating her father in making dumplings.
"Dad! Buns! Steamed!"
The girl held up the plasticine in her hand and asked her father to steam it.
"Dad is busy, go play on the side."
As he spoke, the man pinched a piece of dough and handed it to the girl, who then went to play with the dough herself.
"Little brothers and sisters, what would you like to order?" The woman skillfully put the plastic bag over her hands and looked up to ask Fang Wei and the other two.
"What buns do you have?"
"Barbecued pork buns, fresh meat buns, lotus seed paste buns, red bean paste buns, custard buns, steamed dumplings... and soy milk. We also have fried rice noodles here."
"What do you two want to eat?" Fang Wei asked.
"Hmm... fried rice noodles!"
"I'll fry some rice noodles, too."
"Sister, please give me three servings of fried rice noodles and three cups of soy milk."
"Okay, do you want to eat here or take away?"
"Pack it up."
The bun shop is not big, and there are a few small folding tables and plastic chairs outside, which are wiped clean to make it convenient for some customers to eat in the store.
However, most of the customers take their food away as they rush to work or school.
The rice noodles are of course not freshly fried. They are placed in a stainless steel bowl shortly after being fried, with eggs, ham, chopped vegetables and shredded carrots.
The woman took out three old-fashioned white plastic lunch boxes and filled them up with chopsticks, so full that they could hardly be closed. A portion like this only cost one dollar.
Together with three cups of soy milk, the total amount was four dollars and fifty cents. Fang Wei handed over five dollars, and the woman quickly gave him fifty cents in change.
"Thank you, sister."
"It's delicious. I'll come back next time."
Now that the three of them lived together, they kept joint accounts for small expenses like this. Every month, Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi would each give Fang Weixian a 100 yuan "pocket money", and he would be in charge of the common expenses of the three of them. If it was not enough, they would make up the difference, so there was no need to calculate it separately every time.
Even though Fang Wei was wealthy and didn't care about this small amount of money, the two girls were unwilling to take advantage of him and they still had to settle the matter with him.
Instead, it was the money they spent on Fang Wei that Fang Wei wanted to settle with them, but they refused to accept it.
After buying breakfast, the three of them ate while walking together.
Tear open the chopsticks, open the plastic bag, open the lunch box, and the fragrant fried rice noodles will whet your appetite.
Holding the lunch box in his left hand and the chopsticks in his right hand, he couldn't help but pick up a piece of fried rice noodles and put it into his mouth.
"It feels good, what do you think?"
"Mmm! Delicious! I'll try their steamed buns next time!"
“It’s a lot…”
"You can't finish it again?"
“I feel like I can’t finish it.”
"Then give me some."
Fang Wei handed the lunch box over, and Liu Zhiyi picked up a large piece of food with chopsticks and put it in his box.
"Cai Ling, do you want one?"
"That's just enough for me!"
Cai Ling didn't want it, so Liu Zhiyi picked up another piece of food for Fang Wei with his chopsticks, so that she could finish it.
If you eat while walking like this, you naturally can't walk fast.
In fact, it’s okay to bring food into the classroom. As long as you don’t eat during class, the teacher won’t say anything.
But this way the three of them can't eat together. Rather than eating in the classroom, Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi prefer to eat while walking with Fang Wei.
Without much delay, the three people soon finished the fried rice noodles in their lunch boxes. Then they sipped the sweet soy milk, and their sleepy bodies and minds were satisfied and they felt refreshed.
"Give me the bag."
Fang Wei took the bags and lunch boxes from the two girls and quickly ran to the trash can to throw them away. Only after he came back did the two girls continue to walk with him.
The school gate is right in front of us.
There aren't many day students at No. 1 Middle School, and on weekdays like this, the school gate isn't as busy as that of Baitan Middle School.
The security guard opened the telescopic door a little and stood by to check to prevent outsiders from getting in.
“You need to bring your school card.”
After Fang Wei gave them a reminder, the three of them took out their school cards from their trouser pockets and hung them around their necks.
The school card and the meal card are two different things. This thing did not exist in Baitan Middle School before. It is actually an identity card with a one-inch photo of yourself and your class name on it.
The school requires students to wear school ID cards and school uniforms, but in fact, many students do not like to wear school ID cards. As long as they are not checked, they will take off their school ID cards and put them in their pockets. No one wears them around their necks all day long, which looks very conspicuous...
"Haha, this thing is so embarrassing. It feels like a dog tag when I wear it..."
"Let me see what kind of dogs you are."
Fang Wei reached out to take the school card hanging on the two girls' chests, but Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi covered it tightly and refused to let him see it. Instead, they took his school card and looked at it first.
"Why do your one-inch photos look so good? You look like a dog!"
The two girls were not convinced. Why were their one-inch photos so ugly? And their ID photos were also extremely ugly.
"Being handsome is not limited to any occasion. Have you seen enough?"
"show off!"
As they got closer to the school, the three of them became much more obedient and didn't play around too much, for fear of being seen by the teacher and causing misunderstanding.
They are all innocent!
They lined up one after another and walked into the campus through the small door next to the security guard. After walking a few steps, the three of them tacitly took off their school cards from their necks, wrapped the ropes around them a few times, and put them back in their pockets.
Arriving at school before 7:30 is not considered late. After 7:30, the security guard will close the school gate and all late students must register one by one.
But in fact, if you arrive in the classroom after 7:15, it is considered "late". This is the "unspoken rule" of each class. The teacher will not say anything if you are late once or twice, but if you are often "late", the teacher will have a talk with you.
The time was just right. When Fang Wei walked to the classroom door, it was 7:10.
"Let's go, wait for us for lunch at noon!"
"Ok, bye."
"Bye~!"
Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi went upstairs together from the staircase next to Class 1, and Fang Wei also walked into the classroom.
Most of the classmates have arrived. Unlike yesterday when they were wearing all kinds of colorful outfits, today everyone wore the same black and white school uniform as Fang Wei, which looked much more neat.
Arriving at the sixth row of the second group, Fang Wei took off the backpack hanging on his shoulder, pulled out a chair and sat down. His deskmate Liu Bo had already arrived, eating a bun while doing his homework. Perhaps he was too absorbed in the homework, so he took a few bites of the bun and held it in his hand for a long time without eating it.
"Morning."
Fang Wei greeted him naturally and turned his head to see what questions he was working on.
Damn, I don't understand...
"morning."
Liu Bo looked up and nodded, then he remembered that he had not finished his bun, so he quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
Seeing Fang Wei going to fetch water with an empty cup, he also picked up his empty cup and went over to fetch water together.
Fang Wei returned to his seat and looked at the classroom clock. It was almost seven-fifteen, and the seat in front of him was still empty.
Just when I was wondering if Zhao Yueting was going to be late, the girl ran in hurriedly with her schoolbag in her arms, holding bread and milk that she had just bought from the school supermarket. She pulled out a chair and sat down, looked up at the clock, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.
"so close!"
"…Aren't you staying here? Why are you here so late?"
"It's not too late, I just took a nap for a while."
Zhao Yueting was still somewhat indignant, and complained in a low voice: "This school is also weird. The school rules clearly state that classes start at 7:30, but they require us to be there at 7:15, and they don't even finish classes on time! They are not strict at all!"
Fang Wei found it funny. If high school students had to take extra classes on Saturdays, he had no doubt that Zhao Yueting would call the Education Bureau to report it.
"Are you here early?" Zhao Yueting asked Fang Wei while eating bread.
"No, I just arrived not long ago."
"If you go to school as a day student, even if it's close, you should get up pretty early, right?"
"Yes, I got up at half past six and had to go out at six fifty at the latest."
"You look quite energetic. Did you go to bed early?"
"No way, I didn't go to bed until 11:30. Don't the lights in your dormitory go out at 10:30?"
"Yes, there was a mosquito that ran into the mosquito net last night. In order to catch it, I didn't go to bed until about eleven or twelve o'clock. Why don't you look sleepy?"
"I am used to getting up early, so having breakfast will make me energetic."
"I haven't eaten yet, and the cafeteria doesn't allow takeaways, so I can only go to the supermarket to buy bread."
"Why don't you get up earlier?"
"Hey, I think it's better to sleep a little longer."
Zhao Yueting thought about it, her eyes lit up and she said, "How about I give you money, and you bring me breakfast? I'll give you extra delivery fee!"
Fang Wei refused without hesitation: "No."
"There is a fee for running errands!"
"No, if this gets out of hand, I'll have to bring breakfast for the whole class from now on."
"Hahaha, well, you have really considered this carefully."
There was another concern that Fang Wei didn't mention. If Cailing and Zhiyi knew that he brought breakfast for Zhao Yueting, the two girls would probably be secretly sulking.
Seeing Fang Wei picked up the book to prepare for morning reading, Zhao Yueting didn't disturb him. She squeezed the fluffy bread tightly through the packaging bag, finished eating quickly, and took out her textbook from her schoolbag.
Our homeroom teacher, Mr. Liang, also came.
But not all of them came.
He didn't go into the classroom, but just stood outside the window in the corridor with his hands behind his back and looked out.
Fang Wei was startled when he suddenly caught a glimpse of him outside the window.
In the key classes of No. 1 Middle School, most students are quite self-conscious. Even before the formal classes start, they are already doing what they are supposed to do.
The first class after morning reading is Chinese.
The Chinese teacher was a fat woman with a nice smile. She had a smiling face most of the time, which made her look quite friendly.
We just got to know each other briefly in the first ten minutes, and then the lecture began. We suddenly entered the formal class, which made many students feel a little uncomfortable.
Fang Wei was fine. During the morning reading class just now, he had already previewed this morning's lessons.
The only thing I am not used to is probably the way my Chinese teacher teaches.
Compared with Wen Susu's Chinese class, this kind of Chinese class seemed much more boring. There were no interesting interactions, no drawings, and even the teacher didn't explain in such detail. It was as if everyone had already prepared for the class on their own and the teacher started by focusing on some knowledge points and things that would be tested.
Zhao Yueting, who was sitting at the front desk, seemed to be listening to the class very seriously. She supported her head with one hand, leaned her body slightly to the side, and used her back to block the view outside the corridor.
You are very serious in class, so why are your grades in liberal arts so much worse than those in science?
Fang Wei was a little puzzled and leaned forward, only to find that the girl had a novel under her desk and was reading it with great interest.
It is Keigo Higashino's "White Night Walk".
Catching a glimpse of Fang Wei's movements, Zhao Yueting quickly pushed the book into the drawer and said in a low voice, "Don't look at me, the teacher will notice!"
Fang Wei: “…”
Well, I found the reason why I am bad at liberal arts.
It seems like you didn't pay attention in class?! Are you going to be tested on reasoning in the Chinese language exam?!
The second class is mathematics class taught by our homeroom teacher, Mr. Liang.
As an outstanding teacher at the municipal level, Mr. Liang is a very good lecturer. He also takes care of students with weaker foundations in the class and explains things in more detail and slowly, but generally does not repeat himself many times. He also has very high requirements for classroom discipline and always likes to call on students to answer questions, which puts a lot of pressure on many students and they dare not be distracted at all.
For Fang Wei, Liu Bo and Zhao Yueting, mathematics is their best subject, and they can easily keep up with Mr. Liang's pace in class.
Fang Wei looked at his deskmate Liu Bo, who was doing his own homework. For him, just listening to this very basic "first lesson" seemed like a waste of time...
Then Zhao Yueting at the table in front also looked relaxed. She finally stopped secretly reading the mystery novel. She lowered her head and twirled her pen. The math textbook on the desk had already turned to the later knowledge points.
After two classes at the beginning of the school year, Fang Wei also summarized the characteristics of the teachers' lectures in No. 1 Middle School, emphasizing more on "high efficiency" and "self-consciousness". If the students themselves do not have this sense of urgency, they will soon be unable to keep up with the pace of the main group.
I don’t know if Cailing and Zhiyi can adapt to each other. Zhiyi should be fine, as she is a very self-aware and intelligent girl. As for Cailing, the teacher of the specialty class should take care of the foundation of the specialty students when teaching...
After two classes, it is time for physical exercises.
Under the organization and arrangement of Teacher Liang, everyone went to the playground together to line up for exercises.
There are only a few sets of radio gymnastics these days, and they are basically the same in every school.
Each class did not have a leader, but there were two leaders, one male and one female, on the podium above.
When lining up, Fang Wei saw Xu Cailing from Class 6. She no longer had to stand at the front to lead the exercise, and stood in the middle and back of the girls' team with Du Peipei.
Class 5 was separated from Class 6. Liu Zhiyi also stood in the middle and back of her own girls' team. Wang Yushan, because she was short, stood at the front of the team...
Fang Wei saw them, and they also saw Fang Wei.
Of course it was not a coincidence. In fact, after going downstairs and lining up, the two girls were looking for Fang Wei's figure.
Unfortunately, they were far apart, so they didn't say hello. They just looked at each other, smiled, and then concentrated on lining up their own teams.
Today is the first day of school. After finishing morning exercises, the leaders couldn't help but say a few more words. The weather is still very hot at the moment, and nearly three or four thousand people are sitting together in the track and field stadium, getting scorched by the sun.
Military training hasn’t started yet!
The military training arrangements of each school are different, and the military training in high school is not as long as that in college. According to past practices, it should be the last week of September, from Monday to Friday, a total of five days of training, and the National Day holiday will be given after the military training.
The military training takes place in our own school. The school will find instructors from outside. We will have military training during the day, and if we have nothing to do at night, we will have evening self-study in the classroom as usual.
To be honest, this kind of formalistic training is meaningless, but there is no way to avoid the requirements from above, and the necessary procedures must still be followed.
……
After finally finishing four classes in the morning, I can finally take a lunch break.
The bell rang, and the three teaching buildings rumbled.
"It's time to eat. Fangwei, do you want to join us?" Zhao Yueting picked up her schoolbag and stood up.
"You guys go ahead, I'll wait for others."
"Waiting for Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi?"
"Yes, it's an appointment."
"Okay, let's go eat first."
Zhao Yueting didn't mind and went to the cafeteria to eat with her roommates.
Liu Bo was no longer concentrating on doing his homework. He packed his schoolbag on his own without joining others. He lowered his head, pondering some knowledge point, and got up to walk towards the cafeteria.
Perhaps in the eyes of most of his classmates, Liu Bo's behavior was strange and he was not sociable.
But in Fang Wei's opinion, this is actually in line with his personality. For someone like Liu Bo, you can't use a secular perspective to ask him what to do to be in line with the mainstream and what is right, but as long as he is placed in the right position, the energy he can show is astonishing.
After lunch, he had to go back to the classroom for a nap, so Fang Wei didn't pack his things and went straight to the corridor outside the classroom.
The freshmen are still quite reserved. They walk to eat. When they see the seniors running by, they probably complain in their hearts, "Starving ghosts!"
Similarly, when the seniors in the second and third year of high school ran past the group of slow-moving freshmen, they would inevitably say, "Idiots, I'll teach you a lesson in the cafeteria later."
Before long, Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi, who were taking classes on the second floor, came down the stairs together, along with Wang Yushan and Du Peipei.
Now that we have just entered school, no one has made many new friends to eat with, let alone Fang Wei. Many freshmen also go to find their old classmates to eat with.
After gradually forming a new social circle, the people around us who eat together mainly become classmates or roommates.
Most young people are averse to eating alone. They would inexplicably feel that it would be strange in the eyes of others, so they always try to find dining companions.
Looking at so many people in the world, those who can be themselves without caring about what others think are ultimately a minority.
Fang Wei didn't care. He could eat by himself or wait for others to eat. He would never waste time on such trivial matters.
"Let's go! There will be a lot more people soon!"
"Which cafeteria shall we go to for dinner?"
"Let's go to cafeteria number two. We haven't eaten there yet."
"can!"
The five of them walked quickly towards cafeteria No. 2 together.
Fortunately, the first-year teaching building is close to the cafeteria, so even if you arrive a little late, the length of the line at the window is still acceptable.
Fang Wei and Cai Ling knew what was going on. They each ordered different meals, then called Wang Yushan and Du Peipei together and found a long table in the cafeteria to sit down.
"How is it? Have you all started your classes?" Fang Wei asked while eating.
"Yes, the pace feels very tight, and the class starts right away," said Wang Yushan.
"Huh?" Dupepe asked.
"You have all started classes?! Why isn't there one in our class? Don't we all just get to know each other and read books at the beginning of the school year?" Xu Cailing pointed out the point that Pepe was wondering.
"I, I can't finish so much food. Do you want some?" Liu Zhiyi looked at the mountain of rice on the plate and fell into deep thought.
"give it to me."
Fang Wei pushed the plate over and helped her scoop the leftover rice onto his plate.
"You don't have to let the uncle hit you so much."
"Um... sorry to say, he prepared the food too quickly, and it was already ready when I wanted to say it."
Liu Zhiyi was also convinced. Why did the uncles and aunts always like to give her a lot of food every time she got food?
The uncle and aunt probably didn't expect that instead of fattening up their daughter, they almost made Fang Wei too full.
We ate and talked while lunch ended.
Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi went back to the dormitory with Du Peipei and Wang Yushan to squeeze in a nap.
Fang Wei went back to the class by himself.
There were a few day students scattered around the class who were taking a nap in the classroom like him.
It's nice to have no one to bother you.
Fang Wei took out a small pillow from his schoolbag, patted it twice, and lay on the table.
The classroom was quiet in the afternoon, and he slept soundly...
(End of this chapter)
