give you warm light

Chapter 20 Give You Warm Light

The results in the sports meeting really embarrassed the class monitor of Senior One (6).The second and fifth in the long-distance running, the first in the standing long jump, the No.3 in the discus, and the relay race also entered the semi-finals.Although not as many awards as other classes, but at least he didn't have his head shaved.To Shao Gan's delight, the No.1 prize included a medal and certificate issued by the school, as well as an English-Chinese dictionary, and No.2 was a Chinese dictionary.He was already overjoyed to have won two valuable books by himself, but the head teacher had prepared extra prizes for them.

The class meeting held by Liu Mingyang in the second quarter on Friday the week after the sports meeting was a bit like a tea party.Everyone has snacks, melon seeds and fruits to eat, and another award was given to the students who won the award at the sports meeting last time.

What Shao Gan got was a handsome basketball uniform and a pair of pull-back sneakers.Liang Shan's is a pair of handsome leather-wrapped finger sleeves, and the other two students each got something they like.Holding the suit of clothes, Shao Gan was deeply moved.He knew that the teacher in charge was taking the opportunity to give him a chance to sweat profusely on the court in sportswear like other boys.But no matter how much I thank you in my heart, nothing comes out of my mouth.On the other hand, Liang Shan put on the wristbands and shouted, "Old Ban, you really know me too well! I'm only short of such a domineering wristband."

Liu Mingyang smiled, "Is it necessary to express my gratitude for accepting the prize?"

"That's a must!" Liang Shan showed off his arm muscles with a wristband, "I would like to spend my youth on the hot land of Class One (6) of Senior High."

It hurts too much to say this, and his posture is like a "discus thrower", but only shows distortion, not the beauty of strength, which makes the whole class laugh.

Liu Mingyang also laughed, patted his biceps and said: "Of course youth must be unrestrained. The next test will require everyone to unreservedly unreservedly unleash their youth."

Liang Shan withdrew his arm and immediately withered.To be honest, compared with other classes, the culture class of the specialty class is really not that bad.Take mathematics as an example. Although they all take two-digit exams, No.1 can get 99 in the exam, and the last one can pass the exam even if they are the worst. The last one here really dares to take the exam. I have no sense of shame.So there is really no shortage of the kind of bastards who can't draw well or test well in the specialty class.Fortunately, although some of Liu Mingyang's students did not perform well, they were well managed and there were no particularly irritating students.In other words, his democracy has not stimulated and awakened the idiot gene deep in the students.

Liu Mingyang patted the head of Mo Tong, who hadn't recovered from the sequelae of long-distance running in the first row, "Students who study well should lead everyone to prepare well for the first large-scale exam since we entered high school. The teacher hopes that we will The names of the students in the class can appear on the red list. Let them also see that our special class is not only good at art, but also cultural literacy."

They are self-evident in Liu Mingyang's mouth, there are school leaders and ordinary class students.But those who are not as good as others in some aspects probably have such a dark corner in their hearts - so what if I can't draw?Are they able to draw and can only test single digits?A group of blind people who can't pass the university entrance exam!There are many people in the ordinary class who have similar ideas to maintain their pride.For the leaders, each special class is not taken seriously, because there are too many related students who lack real materials.It is true that a few students will pass the exam every year because of their special skills, but such a key high school with a large number of experts will not affect the enrollment rate.What's more, each specialty class is a gathering place for dandy children. When the school starts, all kinds of people looking for connections send their children in. Before graduation, half of the students will walk out useless because of fighting or skipping class.There are very few who can maintain the attitude of getting out of the mud and not being stained.

The school can't give the same attention to special classes, which can be seen from the teachers equipped.Liu Mingyang was an exception. When others were vying to be the head teacher of the ordinary class, he invited the special class to be the head teacher.Of course, there is no choice if you don’t invite yourself. Other teachers have already picked up the places in other classes.But he took over the specialty class without any complaints, and unlike the previous head teachers, he did not have hegemony, but let them go freely.He didn't care about the sports meeting at all, and threw the whole thing to Liang Shan.He did not interfere with class management, and gave full power to the class leader.Surprisingly, the result of letting go is much better than the high-pressure policy.Although I didn't see much unity in the class, at least nothing happened so far.

As for the requirements for study, Liu Mingyang went so far.He believes that if the students in the class want to study hard, there must be such an atmosphere.The most indispensable thing for young people is passion, he just needs to choose the right time to inject motivation when they are slack.He has many ways to set an example, take time to watch a touching and positive movie, and occasionally take students out of the campus to places they have never touched to see the helplessness of the people at the bottom.He has too many methods, and he only waits to use them when needed.

Shao Gan had already washed and folded Li Mingwei's sportswear and returned it to him. Naturally, he did not forget his promise to give the medal to Mo Tong.It's just that Mo Tong went home after the game, and then he was depressed all day long and never mentioned it.Shao Gan followed his habit when his hand was injured, and still helped him wash and wash the lunch box.It’s just that every time Mo Tong slumped his head and stretched out his hand to push him, he would say with a sad face, “Shao Gan, my leg still hurts” or “Shao Gan, why hasn’t the ATP I used come back? It doesn't stop you from eating."That grievance and entanglement expression makes you lose your temper, and it hurts you to look at that kind little face.

Although Liu Mingyang encouraged them to study hard to prepare for the exam, words like yeast fermented in this warm classroom for a short time.But as soon as the school bell rang, the determination to fight for the honor of the class was defeated by the "food" in the cafeteria.A group of people jumped over the table and jumped out of the window at the same speed as before, preparing to seize the top few in the rice cooker army.

Girls are more elegant.Su Jiangyue took her beautiful calico pocket, chatted and laughed with a few good sisters, and prepared to go for dinner, and she didn't forget to mock the boys in the class for not having the restraint that art students should have.She doesn't know how art students should cook. She looks up at the sky at 45 degrees while shaking her half-length hair, walking out of the crowd with a melancholy expression, and walking alone.But in any case, it shouldn't be a monkey rushing to the cafeteria to grab food.She forgot that everything is empty talk until the stomach is full.As early as more than 100 years ago, Marx said that matter determines consciousness.

Su Jiangyue didn't go through the front door, but passed by the back door. When she came to Shao Qian's side, she asked with a smile, "Why don't you go to cook?"

"I'll be there in a while." Shao Qian lowered his head and didn't look at her.He doesn't like people asking about his meals, just like he doesn't want people to find out that the boiled radish and steamed buns are the same for every meal.

"Congratulations on getting such a good result in the sports meeting."

"Thank you."

Su Jiangyue looked at the two dictionaries on his desk, "I also got two dictionaries, I really envy you."

If it was another boy, he would definitely throw it over with a smile and say, I gave it to you.Shao Gan didn't. Shao Gan looked at the two dictionaries, touched them with his hands, and said, "Yes, I'm lucky."

Su Jiangyue pouted, and went out with her deskmate.

Not far away, Qin Yu stared at their actions, and when Su Jiangyue went out unhappy, he got up and ran out.

Shao Gan waited until the classroom was empty, flipped through the dictionary and took out a medal from the table, carried the dictionary to the front, squeezed behind Mo Tong to sit in the seat (Mo Tong was sitting on the edge of the first row) Leaning along the aisle), stuffed the medal into his hand and said, "It's for you."

Mo Tong was still lying on his stomach, only turned his head to reveal his face, glanced at it and smiled, "I still remember, I'll just talk about it casually."

Shao Qian reached out to take it, and Mo Tong had already stuffed it into his desk with a smile, "If you give it to me, it's mine, and I won't give it back to you just because of kindness."

Shao Gan knew that he would be like this, and rubbed his head with a smile, "It's still uncomfortable, it's been a week."

"I just don't want to move, and my legs hurt when I move, and I still have cramps at night, and I wake up from the pain."

This Shao Gan really didn't know, although he slept on the upper bunk, his sleep quality was always good, and he would never wake up under normal circumstances.

"Look." Shao Qian put two dictionaries on the table, "Choose one."

Mo Tong's eyes lit up, and he finally changed from lying on his stomach to sitting up, and said pleasantly, "For me?"

"You pick one, we each have one, and we can use it interchangeably." Shao Qian wanted to thank him for taking care of himself after eating together for so many days. To be honest, he did not miss Mo Tong's meals.

Mo Tong rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Just now when Su Jiangyue asked you, why didn't you give her a copy? It's a flower in our class."

Shao Gan was inexplicable, "When?"

Mo Tong pursed his lips, chose the Chinese dictionary, and still opened the title page, "Write my name."

He also has considerations in choosing a Chinese dictionary. Shao Gan is very good at Chinese, because the quality of English teaching in junior high school was poor, and English was the weakest, so he probably needs an English-Chinese dictionary very much.

Shao Gan wrote him a flamboyant name according to the way he wrote the name of the book last time, and then wrote his own name on the other book.Only then did he get up and give him a hand, "Let's go, it just so happens that they've all had dinner."

When we arrived at the canteen, there were not many people queuing up at the window, so Shao Gan went to get his own food—a spoonful of boiled Chinese cabbage and two yellow noodles.The chef who cooks rice is already familiar with him, and he said to him through the window: "Young man, after a while, I won't be able to eat steamed corn bread. The higher-ups have a meeting to improve the food. Sweet potato noodles and sorghum noodles are not allowed to be the staple food. Yellow noodles In the future, it will also have to be mixed with white flour to make Zamian steamed buns."

"Will the price increase?"

"It will rise a little." The master smiled gently. "The cafeteria is short of manpower, you can come and help later. It doesn't matter how much the salary is, as long as you have enough food."

Shao Gan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "When will you come to help?"

"Help cook meals for the students, come a few minutes early after school."

Someone came to order food from behind, Shao Gan hurriedly said: "Thank you, master, can I come to you when you are done?"

"All right, let's eat first." The master added another spoonful of Chinese cabbage to his lunch box.

Shao Gan found a vacant seat with the food in a good mood, and stood there waiting for Mo Tong.Mo Tong was still sniffing and searching from window to window like a puppy, and finally chose two dishes. He seemed dissatisfied, and walked all the way looking down at the dishes in the lunch box, with his mouth slightly pouted.

Walked up to Shao Gan and finished the lunch box, "There is no meat anymore, I hate eating artificial meat (a kind of meat product)."

"Cabbage is also delicious, try it." Shao Qian picked up a chopstick of cabbage leaves in his lunch box in a good mood, "The master at the window just said that I can help in the cafeteria."

"What are you doing?" Mo Tong looked around, "Washing the dishes?"

"Help them cook meals for the students."

"Okay, I don't have to queue up later, you help me prepare the meal in advance."

"Okay." Shao Qian was in such a good mood that he started doing something special for his friends before he started working.

Mo Tong shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "You make me a bowl of millet porridge every morning. If it's too watery, I don't want it. I want cakes with eggs or ham sausages. At noon, I want shredded potatoes or fried meat with celery. Ah, crispy lotus root slices stewed Vegetables are also fine. You can decide what to do at night, no fat meat, no garlic with leeks.”

"Yeah, I know. No pigskin yet."

Mo Tong shivered, and suddenly remembered the gorgeous pig hair on the fat pig skin, and couldn't imagine how they all ate it.This of them naturally included Shao Gan in front of him.

"Pigs have hair, and a pig without hair must have alopecia areata." Shao Gan joked rarely.

Mo Tong laughed loudly, the steamed bun in his mouth was still lying on his tongue.

Shao Gan also laughed, and when he turned his head, he saw He Dong walking far away to the door with his hands in his pockets.Walking to the entrance of the restaurant is bound to pass a road not far from Shao Gan and Mo Tong. He Dong seemed to have noticed them, and his footsteps paused a little.Shao Gan raised his hand to say hello: "He Dong!"

The three of them haven't eaten together for a long time.Well, Shao Gan and He Dong haven't spoken for a long time.Shao Gan thought about going to his class in the afternoon to ask Bai Caiying to borrow notes, and by the way, ask him about his recent situation.After that sports meeting, He Dong seemed to be a little bit out of order. I saw him several times on the road, but he was always listless.

He Dong approached and looked at them across a row of tables.Shao Gan asked: "Have you eaten? I haven't met you recently."

He Dong shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.Mo Tong turned to look at him, waved and said, "Do you want to eat more? I ordered too much food."

"Wouldn't it be better for him to eat too much?" He Dong seemed to want to laugh, and the corner of his mouth hooked up strangely.Shao Gan paused with the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at He Dong suspiciously.The latter has retracted his gaze and continued to move forward.

Mo Tong frowned, "What happened to him?"

Shao Gan shook his head, "I don't know."

Mo Tong curled his lips secretly, a little displeased with He Dong's attitude, not to mention that the words just now were really not very pleasant to the ears.Mo Tong took a peek at Shao Gan and saw that there was nothing unusual about him, so he continued to pick up his cabbage leaves and ate the artificial meat and a few pieces of fat in his rice bowl by the way.