My online enemy is my wife

In the teaching office, after being yelled at by Xu Jiayin for almost an hour, Yanqin only felt dizzy, and finally understood why Lao Xiao told him to avoid Teacher Xu yesterday.

Generally speaking, after choosing a subject, the school will not disclose the score of the subject that was not selected.However, for some students who have relatively balanced scores in arts and sciences and do not know whether they are more suitable for science or arts, their head teacher can get the full grade report card from the teaching office, and analyze and make suggestions for the students individually.

Xiao Yunshan is careful and responsible. He has made a detailed analysis of the performance rankings of all the students in the first 6 classes in arts and sciences. If not, he would not have discovered that Yanqin was actually in the top ten of the science grade.

It stands to reason that apart from Xiao Yunshan and Yan Qin, no one should know about it, but Xu Jiayin is different.

She corrected Yanqin's physics test paper, and she clearly remembered Yanqin's score.

The first in physics grade went to study liberal arts?

Where is she going to save her face!

What's more, Yanqin was originally the favorite student who she got into No. [-] Middle School, and she got in through hard work, but she ran away? !

Xu Jiayin went abroad to participate in a scientific research project, and only returned home in the middle of the night last night. This morning, she went to the school to ask and found out that Yanqin went to the liberal arts.She was so angry that she first rushed to the office of the liberal arts grade group, patted the table and scolded Xiao Yunshan, and then found out that Yanqin had gone to the infirmary, and she didn't have classes, so she rolled up her sleeves and went to the infirmary to arrest him.

"You bastard, don't you know that you are an old lady? With your brain, you can mentally calculate the answer if you show the paper to you. The poor state of illness is simply an excuse." Xu Jiayin is not like Lao Xiao's reason, dragging Yan When Qin entered the teaching office, he was forced to transfer to another department. Yanqin didn't agree, so he slapped the table and started yelling.

"Do you think that if someone seals your junior high school files, my mother won't be able to see them? My mother has taught for decades, and the students are all over the country. If you want to look at any files, you won't be able to see them. The gold medal you won in the National Physics Competition for Middle School Students the year before last is all gone." Or my old lady brought it back to you from Beijing, and you are pretending to be a scumbag with me here?"

"piss off!"

"How do you think you got into the third middle school? It was my mother who went to your father and asked him to send you here!"

"My mother worked so hard to get you in, but you chose liberal arts behind my back. Are you going to piss me off? If I were your father, I would break your leg!"

"Manly man, what kind of literature do you study, except rote memorization, you don't have any technical content, and it will be hard to find a job in the future..."

Xu Jiayin is not a bad person, but he has a violent temper. He dares to say anything when he scolds others. The teacher in the teaching office who is in charge of handling the transfer procedures is a political teacher who teaches high school liberal arts.He also thought it was a pity that Yanqin's grades in science were a bit of a pity to study in liberal arts, so he sat quietly drinking tea while watching a play, waiting for Xu Jiayin to "persuade" Yanqin and go through the transfer procedures.

Who would have thought that the more Xu Jiayin scolded, the worse it would sound, and by the way, he would make their liberal arts men worthless, so he couldn't bear it.

Men, why can't they study literature?

"Mr. Xu, what you said is biased. Why can't our liberal arts be compared to science? Literature, history, philosophy, law... These are all precious treasures in human civilization. If you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you can travel all over the world." Don't be afraid, this is an old meme from many years ago. It's interesting for you to bring it up? I have also read the files of Yanqin Junior High School. He is talented in science, but he is not bad in liberal arts, and he has won many awards related to liberal arts. In my opinion, with his current physical condition, it is just right for him to study liberal arts, cultivate his moral character, cultivate his sentiments, and maybe his health will be better."

Yanqin lowered his eyes, and said in a neutral tone, "I also think learning literature is pretty good."

"you shut up!"

Xu Jiayin glared at Yanqin, and the fire immediately turned to the teacher in the teaching office, "Cultivating sentiment! He is a natural genius in science, and studying literature is purely a waste of his talent. Say, is it you bastards who study literature?" Yes, while my mother was not in school, he lied to Yanqin to study literature? Otherwise, how could he suddenly go to study liberal arts with his grades in the top [-]?"

"Mr. Xu, can you stop being so vulgar in your words in front of the students. Why is studying literature a waste of people, literature is a treasure..." The teacher in the teaching office was also angry, and was scolded for sitting and drinking tea Not counting, now it's another scapegoat.

It's true that we liberal arts men are all good-tempered, right?

The teacher in the teaching office put the tea cup in his hand on the table, patted the table and quarreled with Xu Jiayin.

The two quarreled more and more, and Yan Qin quietly slipped out of the teaching office.

Walking out of the Academic Affairs Office building, Yan Qin breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he can choose either of the arts and sciences, and it doesn't matter which way he takes.It's just like what Xu Jiayin said, science is indeed more suitable for him, otherwise he wouldn't just deal with liberal arts in the final exam last semester, and spent all his time doing science papers.

pity……

Remembering that the phone was left behind in the infirmary, Yanqin walked around the avenue beside the playground to the infirmary, and from a distance, he saw just coming out of the infirmary, with a terribly gloomy and frightening expression all over his body. .

Yan Qin frowned, who messed with his tablemate?

10 minutes ago.

Close or turn over the windows, cross the playground, and go straight to the infirmary.

There are four or five classes in the physical education class in this class, and there are many people coming and going on the playground, and many people avoid Feng Ru when they see him.Only a few girls, after seeing that Feng or was heading towards the infirmary, excitedly gathered together and started talking in a low voice.

- chaotic evil

【清风是真的：啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊……我看到校霸了，他真的往医务室去了！Hey, why is my cute cp so sweet.Don't let my husband's mobile phone fall into the hands of outsiders or something, I am a Buddha, I am a Buddha. 】

[Can't draw: I heard from the classmates in class six that the school bully jumped out the window and ran out when he heard that Brother Lang's phone had been left in the infirmary. 】

[Open your mouth to eat: jump out of the window? ! ! !Thinking of the long legs of the school bully, sucking...]

[Add three spoonfuls of sugar: @不能攻画, madam, did your class six friends take pictures?I just think about the scene of the school bully jumping out of the window, and I can't do it.Ask for a picture! 】

[Yan Fengyan: Seek pictures together! 】

Jiang Xue felt stabbed in the chest, she also wanted to take a picture!But in class, when she heard the movement and turned her head, Feng Ru had already jumped out.

Damn, so angry!

This is the bad thing about playing rps. Without photos and videos, you can't even play back high-sweet pictures.

Huyou Mo Xiao sent him the letter or chat record to himself, and Jiang Xue secretly swore that when he got home tonight, he would make a Q version of the letter or window, and draw a normal scale one after the weekend.

A dance art student who can't draw is not a good school belle.

Feng You didn't know at all that the big hand he wanted to play with him and Yan Qin was in the class, not only a painter, but also the goddess of countless boys.

He walked briskly towards the infirmary, and when he passed a corner, he heard a conversation.

"Brother Cheng, I remember that you are also from Donglan No. [-] Middle School?"

"Ah."

"Then Yanqin and you are also alumni? Then Yanqin and Feng have been together since junior high school. I see this is being talked about in the forums. Tell me, based on the grades of the two of them, how did they get into Donglan in the first place?" No. [-] middle school?"

"I don't know, I'm not familiar with Yanqin."

Feng You didn't bother to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, but when the two mentioned him and Yan Qin, he couldn't help but stop and turned his head to look at them.

One is tall and the other is short, and the shorter one looks like the kind of person who is very talkative, and he can be described as a monkey cheek with a sharp mouth.The taller one with the Chinese character face looks like a very serious person.

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks may not be recognized at all, but this boy with a Chinese face looks vaguely familiar to him, but he really can't remember who it is for a while.

"Haha, that's right, if you can hang out with Feng or that kind of bad guy, then Yanqin is definitely not a good guy. Brother Cheng, you are so good, how could you be familiar with that kind of guy. I think that Yanqin could pass the exam back then. Donglan No. [-] Middle School, like Feng You, might rely on family connections..."

"Brother Cheng, you are the face of our class, the top three in the city in the high school entrance examination..."

"Yanqin's pretty face, besides his face, he can't do anything else..."

The two chatted while walking, saying they were chatting, but in fact, Brother Cheng didn't speak at all behind, it was all that sharp-mouthed boy who was pushing, constantly stepping on Yanqin and praising that Brother Cheng.

Feng Or watched the two walk into the playground and then parted ways. Brother Cheng wore earphones and went jogging on the plastic track, while the sharp-mouthed boy went to the basketball court.

Seal or clench your fists and clench your teeth.

He remembered who Brother Cheng was.

Cheng Yiming, Yanqin's best brother in Donglan No. [-] Middle School, the two of them are the first in grade and the second in grade, and they are known as the double stars of Donglan.When he was in junior high school, after Yan Qin helped him fight, Feng You began to pay attention to Yan Qin silently. He envied Cheng Yiming countless times that he could chat and laugh with Yan Qin casually, play ball with him, and live in the same dormitory with him... …

And now, Cheng Yiming actually said that he didn't know Yanqin well?

Feng Er rarely took the initiative to find someone to fight, but now, he really wanted to rush to the playground to block Cheng Yiming who was running, and beat him up.

As for the sharp-mouthed boy with a broken mouth, he will not let it go, he will press him in the sink and wash his stinky mouth well.

Waiting for Feng or to take Yanqin's mobile phone from the infirmary and return to the playground, he scanned around but couldn't find Cheng Yiming, but the sharp-mouthed boy was still playing on the field.

Feng You stared at the sharp-mouthed boy on the court with a cold face, remained silent for a while, took out his mobile phone from his bag, and sent a message.

In Class 5 classroom, Lu Haoyu opened the door to a new world last night, didn't sleep well all night, and yawned after listening to an English class.

Woohoo, the mobile phone in the bag vibrated, Lu Haoyu took it out to have a look, and instantly became refreshed.

Feng or: "Come to the playground."

Lu Haoyu put away his mobile phone, purposely let out a loud ouch, raised his hand and shouted: "Teacher."

The English teacher was writing on the blackboard, and turned around when he heard the words, "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly have a stomachache." Lu Haoyu pretended to hold his stomach, "I want to go to the infirmary."

The English teacher frowned and glanced at Lu Haoyu, and could tell at a glance that he was acting, but she didn't want to argue with Lu Haoyu, she could get into Class 5 by virtue of her relationship, and Lu Haoyu's background was not bad, so she nodded.

As soon as Lu Haoyu walked out of the classroom clutching his stomach, he ran to the playground like flying. Looking at his back, the English teacher's face turned dark.