Strange talk about the rules: I fast travel with my deskmate

Chapter 135 Infinite Strange Talk (3)

The four of them each got their ID cards.

Xu Lingze is an ordinary working class. His parents saved some money and sent him to Qiyun No. [-] Middle School, hoping that he can get good grades in the college entrance examination and make his ancestors shine in the future.

Xiong Qingqing's family is in the hotel business. Although she is not considered wealthy, her parents are very willing to spend money on her.

Chen Zhijun's family was a demolition household and opened a small restaurant. The business has been getting better and better over the years.

Wang Bingqiao's parents are both officials, and they are the second generation of officials.

After exchanging their ID cards, everyone hid their ID cards, picked up the textbooks on the desk, and began to attend the class.

"New students, do you know this question?" Teacher Liu asked.

Everyone in the class turned their heads one after another, Xiong Qingqing buried her head lower, Chen Zhijun next to her looked at her and smiled, then looked at Wang Bingqiao on the other side.

Such a question, Wang Bingqiao will definitely do it.

"Don't you all know?" Teacher Liu asked again.

A boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood up, "Forget it, teacher, they all came through the back door with their fathers and money. How could they do this kind of competition problem? Let me do it."

"I come."

Wang Bingqiao stepped onto the stage and wrote the answer on the blackboard like flowing water.

Teacher Liu nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad, Student Wang's answer is very standard."

Wang Bingqiao returned to her seat, and the man with golden glasses looked back at her, pushed the frame of his glasses, and there was a playful smile on his mouth, which is difficult for ordinary people to detect.

Chen Zhijun smiled, "Bing Qiao, you managed to attract this kid's attention."

"What nonsense!"

Wang Bingqiao rolled his eyes at him, then looked up at the blackboard, where the teacher was analyzing her thinking on solving the problem.

Now the classroom is taking the second class in the afternoon, Xiong Qingqing looked at the schedule at the back, the last two classes are music and English respectively.

After class, Xiong Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the table.

She didn't understand a word of Teacher Liu's words, just like listening to a bible.

"What's wrong? It's like a deflated ball." Xu Lingze said.

Xiong Qingqing turned to look at him, "Did you understand what the teacher said just now?"

"understood."

As Xu Lingze said, he put away his math book.

The boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked up to Wang Bingqiao and introduced himself, "Hello, my name is Shang Ling. Can we make friends?"

Before Wang Bingqiao could speak, two girls walked over shoulder to shoulder, and one of the long-haired girls said, "Wang Bingqiao, Shang Ling is the son of our school director."

"Oh, since I also came in through the back door, why do I look down on others?" Wang Bingqiao said in a flat tone, looked up at him, and continued to arrange the books on the table.

"What are you talking about! Shang Ling got in by himself! She's the first in grade!" The long-haired girl seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Oh, what does it matter to me? Maybe next time it won't be number one."

Wang Bingqiao took out the music book and briefly flipped through it.

"It seems that you are very confident?" Shang Ling put his hand on Wang Bingqiao's table, and said, "Why don't we compare and see who has the higher grades? If you lose, invite the whole class to drink coffee. How about that?" Sample?"

"It's not necessary, and I don't dare to be interested."

Wang Bingqiao lowered her head, took out her mobile phone and started playing.

"Are you afraid? Why don't you just buy coffee? What can you do? There are only 40 people in a class, and it will cost you four thousand at most. You won't even be able to come up with this little money, right?"

The long-haired girl sneered after speaking, not hiding the arrogance in her eyes at all.

"Wait a minute! Let me interrupt, you..." Chen Zhijun suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl, "What's your relationship with Shang Ling? Why do you keep talking for him? Are you his dog's leg...or are you two?" What relative? Not because Shang Ling is the son of the school manager, so you are his licking dog, right?"

"What are you talking about!"

The girl with long hair exploded in an instant, showing the temperament of a shrew.

"Okay, okay, Zhuang Qiao, go back to your seat quickly, what's the matter with you?" Shang Ling said.

The long-haired girl named Zhuang Qiao returned to her seat angrily, and the one who was hooking her shoulders also left.

Wang Bingqiao looked at Shang Ling, "Go back too, I don't want to compare with you."

Shang Ling smiled, "Okay, then I will compete with you myself. If I lose, I will treat the whole class to coffee. If you lose, I will treat the whole class to coffee for you. How about it?"

"No, I don't want to compare with you, please stay away from me, thank you."

Wang Bingqiao's attitude was still cold, but Shang Ling was not angry, and still had a smile on his face.

"Okay, then I won't bother you for now."

The class bell rang and the music teacher entered the classroom.

"Wow... the music teacher has a personality." Xiong Qingqing sighed softly.

The music teacher is a male teacher, who looks about 30 years old, wearing a leather jacket and a ponytail, which is about the same length as Xiong Qingqing.

"Hey, there are a few new faces in the class. My surname is Zhao, and my name is a foreign character. Please introduce yourself again. I don't know you yet."

Chen Zhijun took the initiative to stand up and introduced himself first, and then everyone introduced themselves one by one.

The music teacher let go of the textbook, "In this lesson, we will continue to study the development of music in the Baroque period."

"Teacher, you don't know how much the new students have learned! What if they don't understand?" Zhuang Qiao said.

"That's right, what did you learn in other schools?" Teacher Zhao asked.

Xiong Qingqing looked at Xu Lingze, "Who is Baroque?"

Xu Lingze smiled, "Baroque is an art form."

"Huh? You still learn this in high school? Isn't it only for music majors?" Xiong Qingqing was surprised.

"Teacher! We have all learned the music of the Baroque period,"

"Teacher, you don't know how much the new students have learned! What if they don't understand?" Zhuang Qiao said.

"That's right, what did you learn in other schools?" Teacher Zhao asked.

Xiong Qingqing looked at Xu Lingze, "Who is Baroque?"

Xu Lingze smiled, "Baroque is an art form."

"Huh? You still learn this in high school? Isn't it only for music majors?" Xiong Qingqing was surprised.

"Teacher, this classmate Chen Zhijun also said that he has studied music! I guess he must know." Zhuang Qiao added.

"Oh? Really? Then student Chen Zhijun, why don't you tell me what are the characteristics of music in the Baroque period." Teacher Zhao said.

Chen Zhijun stood up, scratched his head, and the whole class couldn't help laughing when they looked back at this scene.

"Teacher, I haven't summarized the musical characteristics of the Baroque period. It is nothing more than the development of polyphonic music to its peak, and the use of digital bass notation. Why don't I play a piece of Handel's work for you." Chen Zhijun said.

(End of this chapter)