Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"You can temporarily sit in this single seat in front." Teacher Song pointed to the single seat next to the podium, which was usually used to store some sundries and exercise books. "Xu Jianlin, Li Xiaomeng, the two of you come and help sort it out."

"Oh." "Okay."

Because Xu Jianlin was tall, he sat in the last row of the classroom. When he heard Teacher Song calling him, he rushed over faster than me who was sitting in the front, and came to Chenxi in one stride.

"Let me help you move it." He said, picking up the homework books, test papers and other items on the desk and walking towards the storage room at the back.

"This is the class monitor Xu Jianlin, her name is Li Xiaomeng, and she is the study committee member of the class. If you need any help at school, you can contact them directly." Teacher Song introduced.

“Hmm…” Chenxi blushed slightly.

After Xu Jianlin and I cleaned up the clutter in the desk, I simply wiped the table surface with a napkin to make it look less dirty, so that it could at least be used properly.

"Thank you." She thanked him softly and sat down.

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The position next to the podium is not a good position. In parallel classes, this position is usually reserved for disobedient students. The platform of this position is naturally higher than the desks of ordinary classmates, so it looks particularly conspicuous. In addition, there is one person per table, and no one is at the same table. Once the class is over, you are not familiar with everyone at all, resulting in no one to talk to.

"Let's go to the supermarket with our new classmate. She looks so pitiful all alone." Tang Xin stared at me for a while and said, "We just got out of class. We should have enough time to go back and forth."

"Are you being too sanctimonious?" Before I could finish my complaint, she pulled me up and walked towards the direction of the morning light.

"Hello~" Tang Xin was still the same, bold and not shy at all, she was the first to speak and say hello.

"Hello." Chenxi was flipping through the Chinese textbook at the moment. When Tang Xin called him like that, he spoke with a lisp, perhaps because he was a little surprised.

"Don't be nervous. My name is Tang Xin, and this is Li Xiaomeng, whom you met this morning. Do you want to go shopping together?"

Tang Xin's smile was very contagious, and Chenxi naturally became relaxed. After all, in an unfamiliar environment, having someone to help you out is like a savior.

"Where are you from Chenxi~" Tang Xin was not idle along the way and chatted with Chenxi.

"Shanghai."

"Shanghai, a big city." I sighed, "Did you transfer to another school due to family reasons?"

"No, I'm here to see a doctor." Chenxi smiled, which seemed a little forced.

"Ah? See a doctor?" Tang Xin was a little surprised.

"Didn't you see I was wearing a hat?" Chenxi smiled bitterly. "I have albinism. Most girls don't get my disease. Maybe I'm just unlucky. But my symptoms are relatively mild, so I can still lead a normal life. Mom said there's a specialist hospital in N City that has ways to treat it."

"Albinism..." I felt a little sympathetic.

"Don't worry about me. I've let it go a long time ago. Besides, I'm no different from the average person. My body can still produce some melanin, so I don't have severe albinism. But I don't have much hope for the hospital."

"Have you been to many hospitals?" Tang Xin asked.

"Well, I've been seeing doctors all over the country since I can remember. But it's all useless."

"Maybe it will work this time." Tang Xin encouraged her.

"I hope so. If it doesn't work, my mom will probably take me to another school. I can't even remember how many times I've changed schools and how many classmates I have." There was a hint of loneliness in Chenxi's words.

"So... do you still remember them?"

Chenxi shook his head, "I don't remember. Usually I have to transfer schools just when I start to get familiar with the place."

"..." For a moment, Tang Xin didn't know what to say to comfort her.

"Don't talk about unhappy things! Let's see what to buy first? Don't you take anything when you go to the supermarket?" I quickly changed the subject.

"It's my treat!" Tang Xin took our hands and rushed into the supermarket.

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"Is this all you two are buying?" Tang Xin looked at our shopping bags, unable to understand.

"I just need to buy a piece of bread and a bottle of water." Chenxi seemed a little embarrassed. "I have a small appetite. I can't finish it if I buy too much."

"What about you?" Tang Xin turned to me.

"Fat otaku happy water is enough, Coca-Cola and the like are indeed the savior of mankind!" This was my favorite drink when I was a boy, and it was the only proof that I was still a man! As long as you buy it, you will have a soul when shopping in the supermarket.

"Okay..." Tang Xin was obviously speechless. "Don't drink Coke anymore. I said, even Jesus can't stop me!"

"Ah? Why?" I cried, "You can't deprive me of this rare happiness!"

Xiao Meng reached out and pinched my face: "Because if you drink too much you will get fat!! If a girl gets fat, no one will like her!!"

"It's been a while... so sad." Because my face was grabbed, my pronunciation became distorted.

"Hahaha...you two have such a good relationship!" Chenxi couldn't help laughing as she watched from the side, "Just like little kids."

"No way..." Tang Xin quickly put her hand down, "It's all Xiaomeng's fault for being too childish."

"Huh? You're trying to turn the tables? Did you learn that from Zhu Bajie?"

"Who are you talking about, Zhu Bajie?"

"I didn't say anything about you...you deserved it yourself."

"Stop scratching my face!!"

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"Beat...beat the whistle?"

As soon as the three of us walked into the classroom, the bell rang. We returned to our seats at a perfect pace.

This was an art class, so everyone was in a relaxed state and the atmosphere was not as serious as a regular class.

Tang Xin leaned over to ask me, "Does albinism have any symptoms that affect life?"

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First update

Chapter 56: "Green Tea" Xiao Meng

"I'm not sure, maybe it's because you can't be exposed to strong ultraviolet rays." I thought about it, "There shouldn't be any other difference."

"Wow, there's a new student in the class?" The teacher in charge of our art class is a graduate student from the Academy of Fine Arts who is not much older than Teacher Song and is named Yao Qingqiu. Although she is quite different from Teacher Song in terms of appearance, she is good at dressing because she graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. Teacher Song is obviously not as good as her in this aspect. Every time she comes to class, she wears a different style of clothing, and the boys are also very keen to guess what she wears in each class.

"You have a very beautiful skin color. Are you a foreigner?" Teacher Yao's words were a little off the mark.

"No, I was born like this." Chenxi felt embarrassed by what she said and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Wow, I envy your skin, it's so soft and moist." Teacher Yao didn't seem to be aware that the class had started.

Suddenly she looked up, as if she had discovered a new world, "Wow, who drew the blackboard newspaper? It's great."

She quickly walked to the back and kept exclaiming in admiration at the blackboard newspaper.

"Did you draw this?" Teacher Yao followed the students' gaze and looked at Tang Xin.

"Yeah." Tang Xin scratched her face.

"I haven't seen this kind of animation style for a long time, it's great. Let's learn animation in this class?"

Teacher Yao snapped her head and changed the subject of the art class. This class was not in the textbook. But forget it, art class was just a casual lesson anyway, and the art teacher would definitely follow the physical education teacher and get sick and take leave.

"The frame rate of the cartoons you watch on TV is 25, which means there are 25 pictures per second. But why do we always feel that the pictures are not smooth when watching cartoons? That's because cartoons generally use 24-for-3 or 8-for- to process the pictures. What does it mean? International movies generally have frames per second, and cartoons use a method of repeating one frame once to play, which means twelve pictures per second, which is -for-. Similarly, -for- means that one picture is repeated three times, which is frames per second."

Although she came up with the topic on the spur of the moment, she actually had some relevant teaching PPTs in her courseware library, so she opened one and started teaching. However, the example she used in her courseware was Crayon Shin-chan, which was silly and cute. What was particularly interesting about Teacher Yao's art class was that she didn't give homework or much time for students to practice. She probably knew that if she used class time to draw, she wouldn't be able to draw anything good, and if she gave homework, people wouldn't have time left for her after school. So her classes just focused on art appreciation, art basics, color basics, perspective (I'm lbw cheating si...) and so on.

Not many people attended Mr. Yao's class. Most of the students in art class still liked to do homework, read some extracurricular books, etc. I felt very uncomfortable, and at the same time I felt a little ashamed. I remember it very clearly because I was one of those students who didn't listen to the class. On the contrary, now I calm down and listen to Mr. Yao's class. I think the teacher's class is really good, full of practical knowledge, and easy to understand.

Teacher Yao is a young teacher. I don’t know what kind of psychological experience students have from her perspective. After graduation, she was full of ambition to teach in a key high school. She worked hard and gave her all to teach students, but the students were careless and thought that her class was not important and the main course was more important. I felt very sorry for the teacher when I thought about it. It was really hurtful.

Ding ding ding~ the bell rang on time. The students got up and left the get out of class without the teacher's permission. It was obvious that most of them did not take Teacher Yao seriously and behaved quite indulgently.

Teacher Yao's eyes dimmed at a visible speed, but she seemed to have gotten used to this situation. She showed no sadness on her face. Instead, she calmly unplugged the power cord of her laptop and the projector VGA cable and started to organize her lesson plans.

It was so pitiful that I couldn't bear it. I stood up and walked to her side: "Teacher Yao, can I ask you a question about color space? I didn't quite understand what was said in class just now."

"Eh? Didn't you understand? Was the class too difficult?" Teacher Yao looked so self-blaming, which made me feel even more guilty.

I'm sorry, Teacher Yao, I know everything you taught in class. I just wanted to comfort you and didn't mean to question your teaching ability.

"Ah, no, it's just that I'm too stupid. I can't quite understand." I tried my best to act cute. After all, this would hurt the teacher less.

"Is that so?" The light slowly returned to Old Yao's eyes. "So what exactly do you not understand?"

"The teacher said that the three colors of RGB are represented by 0-255 in the computer, why did it become 0-1 later?"

"Ah~ Then you must not understand the color display depth of the computer. 0-255 actually means 256 colors. As for 0-1, theoretically, it has infinite color depth, and we can make adjustments within the range of 0-1. Generally, when it is finally output, it will be mapped to 0-255." Teacher Yao explained to me patiently, and I could hear a little excitement in her tone.

"Thank you, teacher." I pretended to be very grateful, turned around and ran back.

But I bumped into Tang Xin who was standing opposite me, and we both fell to the ground at the same time, with me pressing on her. For a moment, the lively class became quiet after class, watching what was happening here.

"Ah, are you okay?" I got up in a hurry, blushing and helped Tang Xin up and helped her brush off the dust on her clothes.

"It's okay." Tang Xin looked at me with interest but didn't say anything.

Teacher Yao was shocked, but when he saw that nothing serious happened to us, he just smiled and said something like "how could you be so careless? Tell us to be more careful next time" and left.

This kind of little incident was common in the class and no one took it seriously. But I felt very embarrassed and always felt like someone was pointing at me and saying something.

"Xiao Meng, why are you so panicked?" Tang Xin covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

"How...how can I be panicked?" I said one thing and meant another.

"Ah... Teacher, I'm too stupid! It's not that the teacher doesn't teach well." Tang Xin imitated my tone and repeated my words.

"Stop!!!" I reached out my hand and covered her mouth. This girl had been standing behind me and eavesdropping from the very beginning!!!

Tang Xin looked at me with a smile, "I didn't expect Xiao Meng to be so talented in learning the Green Tea Bitch!"

"I'm not a green tea bitch!! That's enough!"

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Second update, VIP5 update

Chapter 57 Tang Xin has a cold

"Today, the number of people admitted to our city's People's Hospital for treatment of colds has increased sharply, and the hospital is overcrowded. Experts remind us that it is now the time when winter returns to spring and the weather is changing, so we must do a good job in preventing influenza..."

Early in the morning, four people in the dormitory were having breakfast in the cafeteria. The TV in the cafeteria was broadcasting the morning news.