Mushiji [Pleasure]

The National Day party is fun.

Dancing, singing, comic dialogue, guessing...

There's even a yo-yo.

Wen Qianshu guessed the riddle correctly, and got Shen Ting a prize - a pencil case.

Zhang Zisheng went forward bravely in the scramble for the stool, and in the last round, the monitor Yu Sheng was so frightened that he did not dare to sit down.

"Yeah!" She reached her legs and patted the squad leader's shoulder triumphantly, showing a pair of dimples when she smiled.

The original book said that Jiang Mingyue knew the piano, but this thing could not be moved if she wanted to, so she, like Wen Qianshu, didn't report any programs and sat down to watch it.

But Wen Qianshu didn't have a sitting posture, but Jiang Mingyue looked at it seriously, and the sitting posture was standard.

"Are all high school students this year so good?" Wen Qianshu sighed with 2333, "One by one, there will be so many."

2333 was busy listening to the sketches of the two boys, laughed silly, and did not make any comments on her "inexperienced".

Shen Ting reported a guitar song under the coaxing of Wen Qianshu. Because she was a new student last summer, she practiced Luo Dayou's "Childhood" alone.

Just going to the podium will kill the "woliheng", and then the tune has not yet come out, and his face is half red.

"On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that summer is screaming—"

In fact, she played very well, but the people below sang along, inevitably sending the tune all the way to the west, and she was not happy until the end, and she had to be encouraged to sing another song.

Fang Wenyuan saw that the other half of her face was also blushing, and went to relieve the siege: "I'll sing a song, I'll sing it myself."

Halfway through, a foreign teacher also came. He was a tall, chubby Australian with a cloth sack, grabbed a lot of candy and spread it on the podium.

Immediately, some classmates approached, smiling and wanting to take a photo.

"Hello, canwetakeaphotowithyou (can we take a photo with you

Foreign teacher: "Of course!"

is Chinese.

So everyone started to communicate happily in Chinese.

Wen Qianshu didn't squeeze up to take pictures. Compared with foreign teachers, she was obviously more interested in candy, so she put her hands in her pockets, stretched her waist to get enough fruit candy, and smiled as she watched her classmates gather around the foreign teacher.

Everyone was laughing, but it wasn't really funny, it was just that the corners of the mouth twitched in this colorful and noisy classroom.

Wen Qianshu ripped open the package with her teeth, turned her head with the bag in her mouth, but saw Jiang Mingyue frowning at her phone—it shouldn't be a frown, because her brows frowned slightly, and the crease disappeared quickly and shallowly.

Wen Qianshu sat back in his seat, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

The other party was unprepared, so the hard candy easily pressed against his lips. The master was startled, then separated and caught it with his tongue.

So Wen Qianshu only had candy wrappers left in his hand.

It was quick, but not light, as if it was licking on her fingertips through the candy wrapper.

Jiang Mingyue raised her eyes and read Wen Qianshu.

Her thin lips pursed slightly, without a smile.

Slightly shallow pupils, colorful lights.

Like a rainbow dripping into my eyes.

Moonlit Night and Iris [Note 1].

Wen Qianshu licked his lips unconsciously.

She took a step back, leaned against the table and asked, "What's the matter, I'm at the same table."

Jiang Mingyue: "It's okay."

Wen Qianshu smiled: "How about sugar, isn't it delicious?"

Jiang Mingyue was silent for a moment, then said, "It's delicious."

She was a little absent-minded, but politely said: "Thank you."

Wen Qianshu smiled and waved: "No, no."

Then he asked 2333: "Does the book say what is the little moon worried about?"

2333: "She has been smooth sailing in her life. At most, she will worry about the relationship between the hero and the hero."

"But Shen Ting and Fang Wenyuan still—"

"It has nothing to do with them." Wen Qianshu interrupted it, his hands dropped, and his fingertips tapped on the seat.

2333: "I can help you get the information on her phone - since you are a novice, there is a free help."

"I'll give you permission. Next, you only need to ask for help, and the main system will automatically read the world information."

Wen Qianshu nodded and said, "Okay, ask for help, I want to see - eh? What is Little Moon's real name?"

2333: "..."

The main system is worthy of being the main system. Before 2333 could say a word, the answer was already sent back from the opposite side.

"Jiang Mingyue"

2333: "Huanqiangzhuozhuozhuanqiu" [Note 2]

Wen Qianshu: "Be good, don't scold people."

Wen Qianshu is sorry.

2333 was so angry that he threw garbled characters.

Thinking that this must not be a good word, Wen Qianshu simply didn't translate it, so he kept 2333 around and went to take the monthly exam with peace of mind.

The monthly exam in No. 1 Middle School is very distinctive, which is reflected in the number and difficulty of questions that are not of a selection nature at all. Those who don't know can't write, those who know don't have time to write, the ranking is bleak, and the three main subjects are all red.

Wen Qianshu ranked first by virtue of mathematics and English. As a result, the language fell out of the top ten. The scores of the minor subjects were different, but all of them were only equal, and they had no effect on the ranking.

Wen Qianshu was heartbroken: "It's good to say that the mathematician will win the world?"

2333: "..."

2333: "The full score of language is 160. Shen Ting's language is 40 points higher than yours. What do you think?"

Wen Qianshu: "But the average grade in the class is only 93. It's not easy for me to take the 87 exam."

Few of the grades are 120 in Chinese, and some of them are all outstanding in composition and enjoy the treatment of printing circulation. But don't be envious, after all, everyone has the opportunity to print.

For example, a huge red board was suddenly hung up in the stairwell, and the top 100 rankings and grades were listed.

Zhang Zisheng: "It scared me to death! When I woke up today, I hurried into the school. At first glance, I almost thought I was in the third year of high school."

Wen Qianshu: "Think beautifully."

"You can't escape the monthly exams in the middle two years."

Zhang Zisheng: "???"

"Old Wen, stop! There are no potato chips today!"

Calculate the average score, calculate the error rate of each question, calculate the difference, and calculate the ranking.

Speaking wrong questions, speaking composition, speaking listening.

Penalty for copying words, for copying texts, for copying ancient poems, and for copying classical Chinese.

The science teacher suddenly realized, and followed closely behind-the formula and chemical formula were added together, and the penalty was still available.

It's a pity that the formula is short and too easy to write, so it is necessary to use quantity to win.

So the pain in the mind was quickly replaced by the pain in the body.

"The first monthly exam is over."

During the class meeting, Teacher Gu stood on the podium with a solemn expression, "There must be some of you who didn't do well in the test, and some of you must think it's okay."

"Don't be discouraged if you are poor in the test, and don't raise your tail if you pass the test. No matter what, you have only entered high school. You don't know how much you will score in the test, and which school you will go to. So you must calm down for me, sit on your buttocks, and don't make any adjustments. Goofy, do something—"

After one round of criticism, the class was silent.

Teacher Gu was very satisfied and couldn't help spending the remaining half an hour to start teaching math problems.

Unfortunately, she walked on the front foot after class, and the sports committee roared on the back foot.

"It is tentatively scheduled that there will be a basketball game at the school sports meeting in two weeks. Anyone want to sign up?"

"Count me in the basketball game!"

"I!"

"And I!"

The teacher's wish is very good, but the students still have to continue to dance.

The author has something to say: Note 1: lris (iris), which means rainbow in Greek.

Note 2: The garbled code sent by 2333 is caused by UTF-8 to GB2312 encoding. If it is restored to UTF-8 encoding, it will be readable text. I originally put this out of my homework and crazy fun, but I didn't expect so many people to be interested in orz, so I restored it.

What 2333 said to Wen Qianshu was "Are you a fool?" I will post on Weibo during the translation process.

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ooc small theater:

Former 2333: Are you a fool?

Later 2333: I'm sorry, I'm a fool.

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Sorry, sorry, the new school has been tossing until now, and things are piled up like a mountain~

It's this long-winded running account~

Everyone, look at fattening and look at fattening~mua