Zhou Xiaoyun’s Happy Life

Chapter 102 Classification

On August 30, I had to go to school to register and collect my books. I rode my new bicycle to school very happily. Do you think it’s only ten minutes away and you need to ride a bike? Just for show.

Dabao boasted that Zhou Guoqiang bought the car specially for him to ride on, and he could not be discouraged in front of his friends even if he died!

Stone looked at Dabao's new car with envy, and shouted to go home and ask his father to buy one too.

Zhou Xiaoyun had no time to expose Dabao because she was already attracted to the new teaching building.

Before the holiday, only the foundation has been built now, and I have to surprise Zhou Xiaoyun. The empty open space was originally a venue for student activities, but now teaching buildings are rising from the ground. It was definitely considered a high-end building at this time.

 Looking closer, I saw that the class signs had not been nailed down yet, but the new tables and benches were neatly arranged and looked comfortable.

Looking around, the students are all gathered around to see the new building. None of them went to the old shabby classroom.

Wang Jingjing said excitedly: "Zhou Xiaoyun, look how beautiful this building is! We will have to stay in the new building for classes from now on!"

Sun Min said proudly next to him: "My father is here to build the building!" The people who built the building were all local bricklayers, including Sun Min's father Sun Chengwu.

Zhou Xiaoyun is counting the classrooms. There are six classrooms on one floor and eighteen on the third floor. If the whole school is occupied, how many more rooms will be available? By the way, wasn't it said that three more students from other schools would come to study in the fourth and fifth grades this year? Why didn't you see any other students coming? There are familiar faces coming and going.

While muttering, Zhou Xiaoyun suddenly heard Fang Wenchao's voice. It turned out that he was calling all the students back to the classroom.

The students all poured back to the old classrooms. After sitting in the position, they discussed each other. The topics basically surrounded the new teaching buildings. Say something about this, say something about that. The classroom is more lively than the market.

Fang Wenchao stood on the podium and glanced at the students in the class, and sighed inwardly when he thought of what was about to be announced.

“Students, we will be in fourth grade this time when school starts.” After saying that, there was a pause, and the classroom suddenly became quiet. More than fifty pairs of eyes looked at Fang Wenchao.

Fang Wenchao felt that what he was going to say was stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out. He said with difficulty: "Our school has built a new teaching building this year, and students from three new schools have also arrived. The fourth and fifth grade students in these three schools were cut off this year. After that, only the first to third grade students, and the fourth and fifth grade students will come to our school. There are about 300 students, and now there are more than 100 students in the fourth and fifth grade. The school originally had more than 200 students, so the classes must be reorganized.”

Zhou Xiaoyun understood what Fang Wenchao meant. It turned out that the class was going to lose heavy points. The sudden news made Zhou Xiaoyun unable to digest it for a while.

Not only Zhou Xiaoyun understood, but most of the students in the class understood what Fang Wenchao meant. They started whispering, who wants to be divided into classes? It has been three years since the first grade, and the classmates and teachers who are familiar with each other have deep feelings. Now no one can accept the idea of ​​breaking up the classes.

 Fang Wenchao took out a list from behind his back and read out the class placement results.

There are four classes in the fourth grade this year. All the students were disrupted and re-divided into classes, so students in Zhou Xiaoyun’s class were divided into classes four (1), four (2), four (3), and four (4). .

 The students were in an uproar when they heard their names, and the class was so noisy that it was uncontrollable.

After reading the list, Fang Wenchao asked the students to go home with their newly issued textbooks and go to the new classroom in the afternoon to get to know their new classmates and teachers.

Zhou Qianqian and Sun Min sighed along the way, while Wang Jingjing was the only one who smiled.

Zhou Qianqian was angry: "I was assigned to Class 4 (1), and Sun Min was assigned to Class 3. Why can you both, Zhou Xiaoyun and Wang Jingjing, be assigned to Class 2? It's so annoying."

Sun Min also felt frustrated for a long time and vented his anger: "Yes, several of our good friends have been separated, and I am still in the same class with the annoying Xu Meili."

Wang Jingjing was very proud: "I'm the best. I can still be in the same class as Zhou Xiaoyun. Maybe I can sit in the same seat!"

Zhou Qianqian and Sun Min vented their dissatisfaction with each other, and Zhou Xiaoyun comforted them: "We will go to and from school together every day from now on, and play together after class. Anyway, the classrooms are close to each other and not too far apart."

Wang Jingjing nodded repeatedly: "Yes, we are still good friends who are inseparable."

Zhou Qianqian and Sun Min are finally smiling a little.

 After returning home, Zhou Xiaoyun asked Dabao and found out that Dabao and his fifth grade students had also been reclassified. Dabao was a little frustrated and said that Shitou and he were no longer in the same class.

This is really good news, Zhou Xiaoyun thought gloatingly, Shitou is not a good person anyway, and it is not a bad thing for Dabao to spend less time with him.

 After lunch, Zhou Xiaoxia and Zhou Zhihai from next door came over to find Dabao brother and sister to go to school together.

 The conversation among several people still revolved around the matter of class division. Zhou Xiaoxia and Dabao were no longer in the same class, but Zhou Zhihai and Zhou Xiaoyun were still in the same class.

Meet Feng Tiezhu on the way. When he met, he shouted: "Haizi, I have to go to Class 4. We brothers are going to be far apart." After saying this, he pretended to wipe away non-existent tears.

Zhou Zhihai made fun of him and said, "Hey, are you reluctant to leave me or someone else?" He glanced at Zhou Xiaoyun with ulterior motives.

Feng Tiezhu immediately turned red and stammered as he spoke: "You, you are talking nonsense, what are you talking nonsense about?"

  Dabao and Zhou Xiaoxia both winked and looked full of ambiguity.

Zhou Xiaoyun just pretended not to see or hear all this.

Who didn’t see Feng Tiezhu’s little thoughts? He often visited Zhou Xiaoyun's house under the pretext of coming to see Zhou Zhihai. He was also a standard follower in school. When he saw Zhou Xiaoyun, he immediately became shorter. He listened to whatever Zhou Xiaoyun said.

Because of this, he was often ridiculed by Zhou Zhihai, but there was nothing he could do about it. Sometimes his legs would uncontrollably fall behind Zhou Xiaoyun. The ignorant boy's heart was ready to stir and he couldn't suppress it at all!

Wang Jingjing and others often joked about Feng Tiezhu behind his back, but Zhou Xiaoyun could only laugh and remain silent.

 What can she do? Is it possible to tell Feng Tiezhu to stay away from him?

 Don’t be kidding, maybe she will be in a new class, have new classmates, find new goals, and immediately forget about her. What can an eleven-year-old understand? The slight good impression is just pure and innocent imagination.

When they arrived at school, everyone went to find new classrooms. Zhou Xiaoxia and Dabao, who were in fifth grade, went to the third floor.

The four fourth grade classes are all on the second floor. There is only a wide staircase going up from the middle. When you reach the second floor, the three classroom doors on the left have class signs nailed on them: four (1) four (2) four (3) lined up. , Class Four (4) is on the right side of the stairs.

Feng Tiezhu said goodbye to Zhou Zhihai reluctantly, glancing at Zhou Xiaoyun from time to time.

Zhou Zhihai smiled sullenly and asked Feng Tiezhu to come to his house to play after school. Feng Tiezhu nodded happily and agreed, and his steps into the classroom became much brisker.

 (End of this chapter)