Chapter 694 I'm afraid the air will suddenly be quiet (3000 words!)
Halfway through the calligraphy class, Zhao Rong on the podium turned around and said sincerely:
"Can everyone please lower your voices? Stop talking about No. 13, and don't disturb Brother Yushu in the back row, who is sleeping."
The audience who were whispering suddenly fell silent, and then burst into laughter. They all turned back to look at a student in the last row who was sleeping soundly.
Fan Yushu smacked his lips, changed half of his face, and continued sleeping on his stomach without even opening his eyes.
Still I remained unmoved.
According to what he told Zhao Rong, it was time to go on vacation soon. He had to get enough sleep in the classroom first, have fun during the vacation, and then catch up on his sleep after the vacation.
Zhao Rong was greatly inspired by these words, as if he was enlightened, so he quickly took the time to complete all the calligraphy courses planned for the next few days, and completed his homework assignments. Contrary to Fan Yushu, he would do it after the holiday.
She can sleep happily and sleep with Qingjun Qian'er.
Fan Yushu couldn't understand this. Of course Zhao Rong would not tell him that there were great benefits and rewards waiting for him.
Zhao Rong didn't care about Fan Yushu sleeping, just like he didn't care about the students in the audience who were dissatisfied with him whispering in class, as long as he didn't disturb him from giving lectures to some students who were willing to listen.
Yu Huaijin, who was sitting in the first row, was also surprisingly quiet. She did not go back to manage the class like the gentlemen did in the past, because the last time after the bet was forcibly ended, Zhao Rong had a conversation with her on the corridor.
This gave this old-fashioned girl some vague insights.
This is Zhao Rong's class, she won't interfere.
Zhao Rong glanced at the sun approaching noon,
"Let's assign some homework now. The class is done. I'll check it after I finish it. I'll talk about the typos again, and then the get out of class is over." He took out a stack of rice paper and prepared to pass it out.
There was a wave of dissatisfied and disappointed ‘ah’ sounds from under the podium.
"Mr. Zhao Da, other schools are free activities. We have had classes all morning, and you are almost done." Wu Peiliang did not disappoint Zhao Rong. He was the first to protest, with a dissatisfied look on his face: "According to the past rules, we will have to do it soon."
The results have been released, let’s go and take a look? You don’t care about the results, but we are different from you.”
Zhao Rong turned a deaf ear and threw the rice paper to Yu Huaijin, who was in the first row. The latter got up and left his place to distribute the rice paper.
At this time, there was some movement outside the lobby. It was the sixteen female students who had gone to the school to revise their papers and returned in groups, followed by about ten or twenty school boys, who were holding copies of the red list.
, follow the female students back to their schools.
According to previous rules, the six red lists of class rankings were sent to each school respectively. The final list of school rankings has been posted by Meng Zhengjun in the most conspicuous position at the school gate. It will be available after school in the morning.
Saw by students leaving the school.
The Suixing Hall was quiet for a moment, and then became lively.
This is not just the case in Suixing Hall, but also in other schools. Even some schools that are loose and have no classes have students rushing out of the door to greet him.
Even Fan Yushu, who was sleeping soundly in the last row, raised his head, wiped his saliva on his sleeve, looked around and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?" After learning that the results of the mid-month exam were to be released, he became more energetic and looked forward to it. Well,
Zhao Rong understood his expectations. Before, Fan Yushu was confident that his music and painting skills would be good, and he was the rare one who took the exam seriously.
So this is even more true for other students. When it comes to results, no matter whether they are the top students, the scumbags, the weak, or the weak, everyone has something to look forward to. Although sometimes it is mostly an illusion, the excitement is enough.
In less than a blink of an eye, Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou appeared at the door, and they returned to Suixingtang with the red list.
The students of Suixing Hall looked at them nervously and expectantly. Zhao Rong ignored the people in the audience and turned around to continue writing the class assignment topics on the blackboard.
However, what made the students in the school a little strange was that as soon as Xiao and Li entered the door, they looked at Zhao Rong who was writing quietly on the podium with his back to everyone. Looking at the expression on Xiao Hongyu's face, they were a little cautious... However,
The actions of the two girls did not arouse much suspicion among the public. In comparison, Zhao Rong was taking a calligraphy class, and before entering the classroom, he looked at him and asked for permission, "Mr. Lecturer on the stage." This was quite normal.
When Zhao Rong was not there on the podium, Wu Peiliang took the lead and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Xueyou, Brother Hongyu, I passed the exam..." Halfway through, he realized that he was a little too anxious in public, so he changed his words: "Our school
How did the exam go?"
Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou looked at each other with strange eyes. The latter even took advantage of the action of lightly flipping his hair to peek at the man who was writing quietly on the podium.
Xiao Hongyu hesitated and organized his words: "Our class... the test should be... should be considered very good, but..."
Wu Peiliang rushed to ask: "This time, how many are in the top ten in our class?"
Xiao Hongyu answered honestly: "Four."
Wu Peiliang was immediately overjoyed. The students in the seats around him all congratulated him, were either happy for him, or expressed envy.
On weekdays, in the school, except for the outstanding Yu Huaijin, Wu Peiliang was ranked among the top four in the school most of the time, second only to Brother Delu and Brother Xueyou.
But this time, he performed extremely well in poetry and poetry. One of his poems must have scored no less than 18 points! He was in the top four, and all he was thinking about now was to hit the third or second place.
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"That's indeed good, hahaha. It seems that this is the first time that our Suixing Hall has four students entering the top ten of the school!" Wu Peiliang looked at his friends and classmates who were having fun around him with a smile on his face, and turned around and laughed.
ask.
For some reason, when Li Xueyou heard this, she looked at Wu Peiliang with a strange look, and then quickly left.
When Xiao Hongyu saw this, her expression was a little complicated, and she couldn't help but said: "It's true, ahem." She suddenly turned to Zhao Rong on the podium, and carefully asked for instructions: "Brother Ziyu, are you finished with your class? If so. After the class is over, I will directly post the red list. If it is not over, it will be fine. Xue You and I will wait and listen to the get out of class together. I feel a little embarrassed for being absent from class all morning."
This fat female student with a big mouth looked at Zhao Rong without moving at all.
Li Xueyou is the same.
This time, it was the students' turn to look at the two girls strangely. Wu Peiliang said a little unhappy: "Don't worry about him. Brother Hongyu can just post the results. It was Mr. Meng who asked you to come back and post the results. Our Mr. Zhao Da
You can’t have more official power than Mr. Meng.”
Most of the students smiled and supported, but for some reason, Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou still looked at the podium very politely.
Zhao Rong turned around, looked at them and the red list in their hands, thought about it, and before he spoke, Yu Huaijin said it for him in advance:
"Red Fish, Xue You, please take the book boys to post the red notice on the wall outside. This calligraphy class is not over yet, so don't disturb Brother Zhao." She turned her head again and said to the impatient students:
"Besides, it's only a quarter of an hour. School will be over later, so you can go and see it when you leave."
Zhao Rong also nodded when he heard this.
When Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou saw this, they immediately turned around and took the book boy out with the much-anticipated red list, posted it on the wall outside the lobby, and then returned.
Zhao Rong turned around and continued to assign homework, but all the students in the school were worried. Even Jia Tengying and the others who had listened carefully to Zhao Rong's class couldn't help but glance outside the door frequently, a little distracted.
Everyone was looking forward to the end of get out of class. Zhao Rong also noticed this and was about to say something. But at this moment, a student surnamed Cheng who usually listened very seriously in class suddenly raised his hand and stood up, "Brother Zhao, you just drank too much water. A little anxious."
Zhao Rong couldn't really check his bladder, "But, go and come back quickly."
The student surnamed Cheng went out immediately, not knowing if he really went to the toilet. With the leader in charge, the remaining students were of course not to be outdone. Each one of them revealed that they had a problem with their small bladders and that they needed to go to the toilet.
Yu Huaijin frowned and wanted to speak. Zhao Rong sighed and raised the manuscript in his hand, "Hurry up, stop crowding..."
In an instant, most of the classroom was empty, and later on, Wu Peiliang, who was not dealing with Zhao Rong, did not even ask Zhao Rong for instructions or look at him, but directly led the seven or eight students around him out with a bright face.
, and in the end, even Jia Tengying and the few other students who were eager to learn in class smiled sheepishly at Zhao Rong, got up and followed the large army.
Ever since, in a huge classroom, only Zhao Rong on the podium and Yu Huaijin in the first row were left.
The students of Suixing Hall said they were going to the latrines for an emergency, but the noisy sounds and footsteps outside the school all revealed to Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin that they had not gone there at all, but were staying in the corridor outside the door separated by the wall.
It goes without saying what to look at. Except for a few students who actually went to the latrine to show off, almost all the students in Suixingtang gathered in the corridor to look at the red list.
Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin looked at each other silently, and both shook their heads. However, just when Yu Huaijin was about to speak, she noticed that the corridor outside the school suddenly became quiet.
The two people in the lobby turned their heads.
Separated from them by the wall in the corridor where the red list was posted, the originally crowded and noisy students seemed to have their throats strangled by some force, and there was a dead silence outside the door, for no apparent reason...
To be honest, this scene would be a bit weird in the eyes of the uninformed, because the air would suddenly become quiet.
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PS: I originally updated it last night, but ended up falling asleep while coding in the early hours of the morning... Brothers, please scold me lightly.
Good brothers, to be honest, if Xiaorong had the ability and conditions to update, he would definitely update it for you every day, so that he wouldn’t keep procrastinating...
But I have fallen into a strange state these days. If I say busy, I am indeed busy. Yesterday I packed my luggage during the day and took the train all night. I arrived in a strange city in the early morning.
But if you say you don’t have time, you definitely have it. For example, when I’m sitting on the train, when I’m reading novels by fellow industry experts, I read them with gusto, or when I’m chatting with my book friend Shui Qun.
Time... these can all be used to code words.
However, once I open the code word interface, I often get distracted, or I can't get into it, and I can't find a plot entry point that makes me excited and satisfied. The efficiency is very low. For this chapter, I have probably written it since I got up.
Six hours.
But if you force me to code, hold a knife to my neck, or starve and cannot afford to eat, and use these to force me, I will definitely be able to code well, but what I will write is words that I do not recognize or approve.
, I just complete the task.
Even though I'm tired, I'm not tired at all. There are so few updates, so I'm so tired.
But I’m full of energy, and I’m very mentally exhausted. My emotions and attention are distracted by other things... I can’t find a quiet desk or a quiet screen for the time being.
At present, I think it is: the inspiration dryness period collides with the running period of the graduation season, and then it hits the period of doubt and anxiety caused by the "I clearly realize the lack of my writing power and ability", and then hits the full-time or full-time job.
The confusing period of part-time work.
Good guy, when the buff stack is full, all I need is a terminal illness and bereavement.
However, the most terrifying thing is that I am clearly aware of the above, but it is still a mess and cannot be sorted out temporarily...
Forget it, if I continue talking, it seems like I am explaining my funeral arrangements, and I feel like I am about to run away.
Brothers, let’s talk about this:
The daily update will be temporarily suspended for now, and will be updated every two or three days for the time being (I will post it in advance if I am inspired). I don’t know whether it will be a daily update again in a few days.
Finally, if you want to scold Xiaorong, you can scold me. I will accept it and will never retaliate. At most, I will delete the comments angrily in anger to save face... (What a dog author)
(Don’t worry, this ‘PS’ was added after the chapter was published and does not count towards the number of charged words for this chapter)