Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

Hearing this, Yang Tongjia pulled back his legs that were originally planning to go out and play, picked up his own test paper, turned around and lay on He Sheng's desk, "Boss, I don't know how to do it either, take me with you."

He Sheng: "Then where did you start to fail?"

Yang Tongjia: "From the beginning."

He Sheng: “From the beginning?”

He Sheng looked at Song Jiali again, "Then shall I start from the beginning?"

He nodded. It would be nice to listen more.

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The fulfilling life in senior high school, with doing papers in the morning and discussing them in the afternoon, makes people feel that time passes quickly.

The students in Class 601 also realized that the new student who transferred in was a hexagonal warrior, and there was no weakness in any of the six subjects. Oh, no, there was one. The score for Chinese composition was always low, only around 45 points, and every time he couldn't be the first in the class because of the composition.

The Chinese teacher also talked to her about it, but He Sheng was helpless. She thought that this composition was not something she could write well just by writing more. She estimated that even if she continued to write for another three years, she would still be at the same level.

Not only does the transfer student have good grades, she also has a good personality. Whenever you ask her questions, she rarely refuses, and she is very good at explaining questions. Every time I listen to her talk, I get an epiphany, and after a long time, I can't help but feel a yearning for her.

Song Jiali heard from Yang Tongjia more than once that he wanted to sit at the same table with He Sheng.

"The exam is coming up in half a month. I will try my best this time and find a way to sit at the same table with He Sheng. If I'm unlucky, even if we're not deskmates, we must sit in front or behind each other. Otherwise, I can't imagine how sad I will be." Yang Tongjia lay on the table alone, depressed.

His grades are very unstable. If he focuses on the subjects he is good at, he can be among the top three in the class. However, if he is tested on knowledge points he is not good at, he will only be ranked eighth or ninth.

It is no exaggeration to say that his competitors are all interested in the position of He Sheng's deskmate. "God bless me, and let me be tested on what I am good at, what I am good at!"

He saw Song Jiali tidying up the desk, turned around and said to him casually, "I envy you so much. Not only are you her deskmate at school, but you can also see her when you go home! Oh my god, you are so happy."

Song Jiali nodded slowly, and Xiaoxiao immediately lowered her head, clenching the pen in her hand. He didn't want to separate from her... He also still wanted to be her deskmate.

Song Jiali turned his head to look at the girl sleeping on the table, but his grades were not particularly good...

Their class chose seats according to grades. Not to mention others, Yang Tongjia's grades were much better than his, and he had no way to change anything.

Song Jiali lay dejectedly on the table, resting his head on his arms and staring into the distance in a daze. Is it still useful for him to work hard now?

He Sheng could clearly feel Song Jiali's anxiety recently. He kept doing exercises and asking He Sheng to help him with difficult problems. He was very tense and He Sheng could feel it.

"Are you nervous about this half-month exam?" He Sheng looked at him.

Song Jiali nodded seriously. It is important, very important!

"Ah, what's important?"

Song Jiali wrote, [Will change seats.]

"Oh, changing seats? What's the big deal? It's also nice to sit at the same table with other classmates and have in-depth exchanges." He Sheng didn't understand his anxiety.

Song Jiali was unwilling to elaborate on the reason for his anxiety. He held his breath and continued to write the questions.

……

This exam was indeed quite formal. The day before the exam, I cleared out the bookcases, moved out the desks, and put up the exam numbers. Except for the fact that there were more people in the exam room, everything else was no different from the college entrance examination.

That morning, He Yilian took an hour off and got up early to make them a ham and two fried eggs. "It's just a small test, don't be nervous."

He Sheng looked at the food on the plate and said, "Mom, you are actually more nervous than the two of us... and our full score is 150..."

He Yilian waved her hand without caring, "What's the big deal? 100 points in each subject is already impressive. Getting full marks is not a fantasy. I don't have such high expectations for you."

She asked He Sheng to sit down and eat quickly, and suddenly she noticed that someone was missing. "Hey, something's wrong. Why hasn't Jiali gotten up yet? Usually, he would have gotten up quite early at this time."

He Sheng knocked on Song Jiali's door with an omelette in his mouth, "Song Jiali, wake up!"

There was no sound. He Sheng put his ear to the door. The room was too quiet.

He Yilian looked at her and said, "Then I'll go in and take a look. You eat quickly."

He Yilian carefully pushed open the door and sighed, "This child."

He Sheng poked his head inside and looked. No wonder Song Jiali didn't get up. He didn't even get on the bed. He just slept on the desk. It was unknown when he fell asleep last night.

He Yilian walked into the room and patted Song Jiali's shoulder gently, "Jiali, it's seven o'clock."

Song Jiali opened his eyes in confusion and looked for the person who took the photo of him.

He Yilian added, "Didn't you get enough rest last night? You still have an exam today. Can you hold on? If not, ask for leave. Your health is the most important thing."

Song Jiali still had a confused look on his face. He couldn't even open his eyes after waking up, and couldn't read her lip movements, looking a little helpless.

He Sheng noticed the hearing aid on his desk, slipped in and put the hearing aid in his hand.

Song Jiali put it on in a hurry.

He Sheng repeated what He Yilian said and then asked him, "Do you still want to take the exam? You are working too hard. It's just a small test, not even the college entrance examination. Is it necessary to work so hard?"

Song Jiali nodded and wrote to He Sheng, "I'm fine, I'll take the exam as usual."

"Is it really okay?"

He nodded again.

Okay, if he says it's okay, then it's okay. She just slept a little less that night, so it shouldn't be a big problem. She often plays games all night long.

After a quick breakfast, I rushed to school.

The student numbers for this exam were arranged according to the final grades of the previous semester. He Sheng, who transferred here, had no grades and could only sit in the last seat in the last exam room.

At 8.40 everyone entered the examination room one after another. Gu Shi walked to the last seat as usual. After all, he was the last in the school and there was no need to remember his test number since he was the last one anyway.

Less than three minutes after he sat down, a pretty girl patted him on the shoulder and said, "Dude, you're sitting in my seat."

Ju Shi's eyes widened. "Bullshit, I was ranked last last last semester. Someone took my last place?!"

"If you don't believe me, look at the test numbers on the door." He Sheng pointed to the list posted on the door.

Gu Shi went out to check with doubt. He didn't believe it because he remembered clearly that there were 498 people in this grade and he was the 498th.

I looked at the last one on the list and, oh my god, it wasn’t his name.

Even the last digit of his test number was changed to 499 instead of 498 as it had always been.

He went back to take his pencil case, sat down at his own seat, and spoke to He Sheng curiously, "Are you a transfer student?"

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of any reason why his last position would disappear.

"Yes, I transferred here this semester."

Ju Shi looked disappointed and said, "You are so confused. Jingshi No. 1 Middle School is so strict, just like a prison. Why did you transfer here?"

He Sheng found it interesting and replied, "I transferred it here for family reasons."

He sighed, "Hey, No. 3 Middle School is also nearby, it would be great if you could go there."