She is my childhood sweetheart, how could I not understand her?

Chapter 27: Senior Year is Never Easy
Ever since Qin Yu transferred to the school, Chen Shen was no longer the unlucky guy who had to open the door every day.

Today, just like the previous few days, Chen Shen walked into the classroom holding a cup of soy milk and naturally greeted Qin Yu who was reading a book in his seat.

"Morning."

"morning."

After a week, Qin Yu has initially adapted to the pace of life here.

But whether I should change my learning pace now or not can only be tested by an exam.

This opportunity will come soon, because the monthly exam that makes countless No. 8 Middle School students wail is coming soon.

Chen Shen did not feel bored this time. Instead, he was slightly looking forward to the monthly exam.

After all, I have studied hard for a week, so my ranking in this monthly exam should at least move up a bit, right?

After taking a sip of soy milk, Chen Shen took out his geography exercise book and found the homework that Teacher Qin assigned him last weekend.

"Qin Yu, do you think my understanding of this question is correct?"

Qin Yu, who had already stopped writing, turned around, looked down at the exercise book, and nodded slightly.

Now she could fully understand what her mother had said about Chen Shen.

Smart people can learn anything much faster than ordinary people.

Chen Shen is such a person. He can always use his active thinking to find answers in other people's blind spots.

Different from her, a student who formed thinking habits by solving a large number of questions, Chen Shen really thought about every question and then deepened his impression by doing it over and over again.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu couldn't help but ask: "Geography is actually very interesting, right?"

Chen Shen bit the soy milk straw and said nothing.

Rather than worrying about whether geography is interesting, he is actually more concerned about how much his geography score can increase this time.

But he definitely wouldn't tell this to Qin Yu, because this girl seemed to be very interested in geography.

"For this monthly exam, the class average score will depend on you~" Smart Xiao Chen chose to change the subject.

"Hmm? Is the monthly exam coming up?"

"Yes, there is a monthly exam before National Day, and we will have a seven-day holiday after the exam~" Chen Shen explained excitedly.

October 1st! What a wonderful National Day!
Seven days long holiday!
Although the teachers of the six main subjects would most likely fill the seven-day holiday with countless papers, Chen Shen couldn't help but smile at the thought of being able to sleep until he woke up naturally for seven consecutive days and then make up for the sleep.

"Seven days off? What are you thinking?"

Zhang Yan's voice at the door interrupted Chen Shen's beautiful expectations. She separated from her friends who walked to the classroom door together, entered the classroom, sat down at her seat, took out the breakfast she had bought, and turned around to look at the two of them.

"You're in your third year of high school and you're still thinking about the National Day holiday? Just wait for the make-up classes."

To be honest, there is a reason why No. 8 Middle School is the last-ranked high school in Bincheng.

The tension that senior high school students should have is completely absent in this school, and many students have not yet truly realized the fact that there are less than 300 days left before the college entrance examination.

For example, Chen Shen.

"You mean we have to make up for the National Day holiday?"

"Yes, and after the National Day, the school hours will be extended to 7:30 p.m. every day, and there will be make-up classes on Saturdays, from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m., eight classes a day, five in the morning and three in the afternoon."

???

How about reducing the burden?
Didn’t they say they would reduce the burden on high school students?!

What kind of burden reduction is this? It's more like the opposite.

If it was the Zhang Yan before, seeing Chen Shen with such a hopeless expression, she would definitely laugh at him without any hesitation.

But after returning from the library, whenever she saw Chen Shen, she would inevitably recall Xu Suiyou's pretty face, smiling and looking at her quietly.

Then, came the chills.

Zhang Yan tried hard to suppress this strange feeling and maintained her facial expression, while quietly shifting her gaze to Qin Yu who was closer.

"By the way, Qin Yu, we have to change seats today." "Ah? Change seats?" Qin Yu became nervous. She was very satisfied with her current position. Zhang Yan in front of her and Chen Shen behind her were the few friends she could talk to in Class 6.

If they were separated now, she would need a few days to adjust.

Sensing Qin Yu's nervousness, Zhang Yan quickly explained, "It's not a complete change of position, we are moving one row to the right."

There are 30 students in Class VI, divided into five columns, with six students in each column.

Each student has a separate seat and there is no concept of sitting at the same table.

In order to prevent students from always chatting and being absent-minded in class, the class teacher, Mr. Zhai, decided to change their seats every week.

Now they are in the second row near the door. After changing seats during morning self-study, they will be in the first row near the classroom door, which means they will sit against the wall.

The column that was originally in this position last week was moved directly to the far left.

After listening to Zhang Yan's explanation, Qin Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just don't replace her.

"Is your source of information really okay?" Chen Shen didn't care whether he changed his position or not. He was still obsessed with the bad news that Zhang Yan had just brought.

Originally he thought that his current learning rhythm was perfect.

There is time to study and time to relax.

But if it is really like what Zhang Yan said, not only will school be late, but I will also have to make up lessons.
No, no, I can't imagine that feeling, it's too horrible.

Zhang Yan didn't look up, but she still responded to Chen Shen's questioning: "Teacher Zhai will tell you, in the next few days."

At this moment, the appearance of another person further deepened the credibility of Zhang Yan's words.

Hou Hui opened his loud voice and started yelling as soon as he entered the room.

"It's really spicy! It's really spicy!"

Chen Shen looked at his friend with hope: "What's over?"

It must be Hou Hui that you failed in your sixth qualifying match for gold, right?

It's not some damn make-up class, right?
"This time, the National Day holiday will be on October 1st, and then classes will resume on the 2nd. We will have eight classes a day! Eight classes!!"

Hou Hui walked behind Chen Shen, hugged his good brother and wailed.

Chen Shen was numb. If he still held out a glimmer of hope just now, the appearance of Hou Hui completely shattered his fantasy.

He took a deep breath, took out his phone, and looked at Zhang Yan: "Do you know the phone number of the Education Bureau?"

"Why, do you want to report it?"

"What if?"

"Just accept it."

Sure enough, after everyone had moved the tables and chairs with nervousness, they finally heard this despairing news from the class teacher, Lao Zhai.

Suddenly, the students in the quiet Class 6 wailed in unison.

The wailing of Class VI was like a rallying cry, and soon after that, on the floor where the senior students were, the wailing continued.

Zhai Guangren, who was sitting on the podium, slapped the desk so loudly that it made the students in charge of multimedia below the stage terrified.

Today the art teacher said he would show them a movie, but what should we do if the multimedia podium breaks?

"You are already in the third year of high school! Do you know what the third year of high school means? The college entrance examination is less than 300 days away, why don't you get nervous? If you have time to sigh here, you might as well do a few more questions!"

Zhai Guangren scolded in a frustrated manner until the classroom quieted down. Then he calmly drank a sip of tea and told everyone a piece of news that completely broke everyone's heart.

"Ah, and from now on, art, music, and physical education will all be replaced by main subjects, rotating once a week. Today, art class will start with politics."

"what!!!!"

(End of this chapter)