Luo Jia from class 1 came to class 20. This matter exploded in class 1 middle school, and many people were talking about it one after another.
What is the concept of class one?
Can those who can enter class 1 be far away from the university? What made her transfer to class 20?
"Luo Jia, do you know what you''re doing?"
The head teacher of class 1 held the mirror frame and frowned. Her strict eyes stared at the girl with her head down in front of her.
Luo Jia did not do badly in class 1 and was in the middle and upper reaches.
"Teacher, I know."
Luo Jia wore a ponytail and looked like a good girl. She said very seriously.
"The college entrance examination will be in a few months." Qin Yi said softly, with some helplessness in his tone.
On weekdays, Luo Jia is a kind of clever and sensible girl. She doesn''t understand how Luo Jia came up with this idea when the critical time is coming.
"Teacher, I know."
Luo Jia''s voice is clever.
"Forget it, don''t talk about you."
Qin Yi is hard to say. Luo Jia''s parents agreed. She has no position to stay.
"Because of me?"
Lu Qingyi leaned on the post outside the office. Her hands were around her chest and looked at the girl who came out of the office.
"Ah, you said you wanted to teach me to study."
Luo Jia''s eyes brightened when she saw Lu Qingyi. She said excitedly.
"No regrets?"
Lu Qingyi hung his eyebrows and beat his fingers rhythmically on the column.
Luo Jia shook her head. "How can it be?"
She pushed Qingyi back to class 20.
"Meng Bao, I think of you."
Luo Jia''s eyes stayed on Jiang Yumeng. She twisted her schoolbag and walked to Jiang Yumeng. She put down her schoolbag and smiled in her eyes.
Jiang Yumeng is deliberately alienated. She is not angry. She knows that Jiang Yumeng is for her good.
"How did you..."
Jiang Yumeng looked at Luo Jia with complicated eyes. She wanted to talk and stopped.
She thought it was a rumor, but she didn''t think it would be true.
Luo Jia really changed from class 1 to class 20.
"Yumeng, give her the notebook."
Lu Qingyi returned to her position, she said softly.
The notebook has marked the key points, and the process is particularly detailed. It''s easy for people with a little learning ability to understand.
"My God."
Luo Jia looked through her notebook and cried in surprise.
Madam is too detailed.
Love, love.
"Sister Qing''s notes are really useful."
Xu Hanyu found himself in love with learning. He has been going to the bookstore to buy exercises to do these days.
Problems that I couldn''t understand before are now somewhat handy.
"Value."
Luo Jia held the notebook and refused to give up. She was happy.
Maybe someone has learned, and a small part of class 20 also began to learn. The scattered class 20 actually has a learning atmosphere.
Although not deep, but there is.
"Alas, it seems that I don''t belong to class 20."
Some people want to come and others want to go. Ye Chenxi came in with a shift schedule in her hand. She looked at Lu Qingyi helplessly.
When art students come back, they should be divided into classes again. Those who have passed the exam and those who have not passed the exam should form a new class.
Because there are not many art students in No. 1 middle school, ordinary students don''t need to move.
"Come on."
Lu Qingyi didn''t feel much.
"Qingyi, I''ll apply for accommodation to accompany you."
Lu Qingyi is cold and likes to be alone. If she hadn''t been tangled up at the beginning, she might not be able to say a word with Lu Qingyi now.
There is a good saying: not that I like a person, but that I am used to a person; It''s not that I like loneliness, but that I''m used to it.
She wants to spend more time with Lu Qingyi so that her temper can be warmed up.
"No, it''s good at home."
Lu Qingyi raised his eyelids and quietly refused.
She knows that ye Chenxi has a person who loves her parents.
It''s better to spend more time with her parents than with her.
What''s more, she''s not used to being followed by people around her. She''s not used to being chirped in her ears. She still feels a little cleaner.
"All right."
Ye Chenxi didn''t say much. The roster of classes has come down. The school asked to move quickly.
Several enthusiastic students in class 20 helped carry things.
Some come and some go.
Lu Qingyi drooped his eyebrows and looked a little unclear.
Not because ye Chenxi left class 20, but because she thought of Xu Boyan.
Xu Boyan came to Jincheng for the purpose of Dr. L. the identity of the shopkeeper is just a cover for him.
He will leave sooner or later.
Thinking that Xu Boyan would leave, she only felt a little pain in her heart, a little stuffy and a little uncomfortable.
"Sister Qing, what''s the matter with you?"
Xu Hanyu noticed something wrong with Lu Qingyi''s mood.
Lu Qingyi raised his eyes, "it''s all right."
Ye chenxuan''s eyes have been locked on Lu Qingyi. After ye Chenxi came back, he didn''t say a word to Lu Qingyi.
Ye Chenxi said, Lu Qingyi covered her.
What he heard most was Ye Chenxi''s words.
I don''t know what''s going on. Seeing the very similar faces of Lu Qingyi and Lu Jiayue, Lu Qingyi has always been in his mind these days.
Lu Jiayue seems to have been automatically ignored.
"Ah, sister Qing, what school are you going to test?"
Luo Jia asked curiously.
She felt that Lu Qingyi''s cool temperament was quite suitable to be a policeman or a female officer.
It looks very cool.
Lu Qingyi, "medical school."
Luo Jia: "
She wants to be a doctor.
"Quite surprised, isn''t it?" Jiang Yumeng covered his mouth and smiled.
Luo Jia nodded, "OK."
She felt that if Lu Qingyi became a doctor, the patients might not dare to go to her for treatment.
He has a nice face and a nice voice. Maybe someone will go to see a doctor under low pressure.
Usually, it''s OK. If Lu Qingyi is in a bad mood, will the patient be frightened into heart disease?
Luo Jia thought silently in her heart.
"Sister Qing, I want to go to the police school next to the medical school."
Xu Hanyu said aloud.
His dream has always been to be a policeman, probably because his father is a policeman.
He thinks he can inherit his father''s business.
Lu Qingyi nodded and encouraged, "you can."
She turned out her mobile phone, opened wechat and stayed in a dialog box with the remark of the old man. Her face darkened.
For many days, the old man hasn''t sent her a message. It seems that he hasn''t found out yet.
It''s too slow.
She slightly lifted the corners of her lips and stuffed her mobile phone into her pocket.
She doesn''t care about it. Let the old man check it himself. Usually she doesn''t help the old man. Look what the old man is lazy now.
Maybe with a goal, there is learning motivation. Luo Jiajiang Yumeng and Xu Hanyu soon entered the learning state.
Lu Qingyi felt bored and fell asleep on the table.