My guide is the class representative [Quick Transmigration]

There were only Yu Zhi and Lian Qiao in the back. He Weizhi entered the team and stood next to Yu Zhi. Yu Zhi rolled his eyes and ran to the left of Lian Qiao, so the person next to He Weizhi was Lian Qiao. up.

Lian Qiao: "..."

He Weizhi runs very beautifully, he doesn't bend over, he doesn't pant and run with his hips crossed, he doesn't open his mouth to breathe, and he doesn't run with his hands in his pockets. Lian Qiao looked at him quietly and found that He Weizhi People are really cold, different from me, I don't know how to get along with others, but He Weizhi doesn't want to get along with others at all, his eyebrows, eyes and nose are full of air-conditioning.

How can this strategy be used?Even Joe felt that it was difficult for him to have a word with him, let alone develop a good relationship.

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When the dissolution was over, the Chinese teacher ran over to tell everyone not to worry, put the watch in He Wei's hand, and said to everyone: "Something happened at my family today. For the Chinese class in the first and second quarters, please recite first. The team leader memorized it in He Weizhi's hands, and the others memorized it in the hands of the team leader. After the memorization, a set of test papers was made, and the composition had to be written. The old rules, the frog who found cheating jumped ten times, and the frog whose score was in the bottom ten Jump five laps and copy the paper ten times! Do you hear me!"

"heard it!"

The Chinese teacher said to He Weizhi again: "I have put the papers in the classroom. When they are finished, you will correct the papers with a few team leaders at noon, and you will supervise them in the afternoon."

He Weizhi: "Okay."

Then everyone disbanded and went to the cafeteria. Even Qiao usually had soup-like noodles in the morning, but today he ordered a basket of soup dumplings for the first time. Yu Zhi asked curiously, "Brother Qiao, don't you never eat steamed buns?"

Even Qiao himself didn't know what was going on, he didn't like steamed stuffed buns very much, but when he saw that small cage of steamed stuffed buns today, he swiped his card and ordered it involuntarily, facing Yu Zhi he could only say : "Suddenly want to eat."

Yu Zhi nodded, thinking it was nothing unusual, he didn't ask any more questions, and concentrated on eating his own big plate of steamed dumplings.

Lian Qiao picked up a soup dumpling with his chopsticks. The soup inside could be seen from the thin dough. He took a bite carefully. The soup was hot and rich, and the dough was soft and glutinous. The taste was different from what he expected. Taste... not like that.After two bites, he lost his appetite, put down his chopsticks and watched Yu Zhi take a bite of each dumpling.

Yu Zhi saw Lian Qiao's little bun, and asked, "Brother Qiao, aren't you hungry?"

Lian Qiao shook his head and said, "I don't really want to eat."

With an "oh", Yu Zhi picked up one of his steamed buns and stuffed it into his mouth. Even Joe didn't remind him. Seeing him grinning from the hot soup, he couldn't help laughing.

Yu Zhi covered his mouth and felt aggrieved: "Brother Qiao, why are you treating your own people so badly?"

Lian Qiao: "Sorry, I can't help it."

Yu Zhi: "..." Crying angrily!

One or two classes in the morning were Chinese, and He Weizhi stood on the podium. His cold voice mixed with the cold air of early winter penetrated into people's hearts.

"For half an hour, I recited Li Sao, and then I took the exam and handed in the paper after class. No points will be counted if the overtime is over." He Weizhi's words caused the classroom to explode. There is no difference between memorizing it and learning it again, and everyone immediately complained to He Weizhi, including those girls who were crazy about him every day.

Yu Zhi slammed the book onto the table and said, "He Weizhi is really..."

Lian Qiao likes to be lazy in winter, and the whole class is boiling. Only Lian Qiao is leisurely turning his pen, half-closed his eyes, not knowing what he is thinking.

Yu Zhi touched him with his shoulder and said, "Brother Qiao, don't you recite it?"

Lian Qiao disapproved: "I can recite it."

Yu Zhi: "..." You know, Lian Qiao is a fox, but he never engages in studies. Yu Zhi thought that even Qiao Ai insisted on saving face and didn't expose him, so he slapped a few words, "Brother Qiao is a genius! After such flattery, he resigned to his fate and began to endorse.

Lian Qiao looked at He Weizhi, some people in the class mocked him as if they didn't hear him, lowered their heads and wrote something, it was really a tough nut to crack, Lian Qiao didn't know how to start.

Everyone has potential. Ancient prose needs to be understood and memorized. Those with a certain logical ability can also recite a sentence, and the next sentence will probably appear in their minds.There were group leaders to memorize one after another. There were nine group leaders in total, six people in each group. Besides He Weizhi himself, there were eight more. Lian Qiao was bored, so he counted the people who went to He Weizhi to endorse, and there were seven of them. , who is the other one?so bold...

Just as he was sighing in his heart, He Weizhi suddenly turned around and looked at himself, his eyes were as deep as a lake, bottomless.

Lian Qiao looked back calmly...

Yu Zhi bumped into Lian Qiao, and said in a low voice, "Brother Qiao, you are the only one who was endorsed by He Weizhi."

Lian Qiao: "..."

So I am the bold group leader!Lian Qiao, who knew he was wrong, no longer dared to look directly at He Weizhi, took out the book from the desk, walked to He Weizhi's desk and stood up.

Lian Qiao handed him the book, but He Weizhi said coldly, as if he didn't see it, "Recite it."

Not even a look at Joe.

Yu Zhi was stunned at the back. In fact, the class fell into a strange silence since even Qiao went to He Weizhi to endorse, because even Qiao was good-looking and rich, and he knew that Zhang Qun could not understand He Weizhi. And Lian Qiao is Zhang Qun's buddy. Everyone secretly observed whether the two of them would rub off against each other, and then fight?

Yu Zhi also thought the same way. He thought that Lian Qiao said that he could memorize it to save face, but he didn't expect Lian Qiao to memorize it verbatim. Yu Zhi refused to accept it. I don't know him, but Brother Qiao is no different from reading it.

After Lian Qiao finished reciting, he licked his lips and said, "Are you ready?"

He Weizhi nodded, and Lian Qiao took the book and turned away...

After Lian Qiao left, He Weizhi suddenly supported his forehead with his hands. Feng Fen, his deskmate, was startled, and worried: "Class representative, are you okay?"

"It's okay." He Weizhi put down his hand, took out the stack of test papers from the desk, frowned, and his heartbeat slowly slowed down. He didn't want to admit that when he saw Lian Qiao licking his lips just now, his heartbeat froze for a moment. He speeded up and distributed the test papers to each team leader with a blank face. When he arrived at Lian Qiao's place, he saw him lazily leaning against the wall again. Seeing He Weizhi's mocking expression, Yu Zhi gritted his teeth and passed Li Joe, take the paper from He Weizhi's hand.

Yu Zhi handed out the papers one by one to the team members, and then gave another one to Lian Qiao, reminding in a low voice: "Brother Qiao, you can do the papers now."

Lian Qiao opened his eyes, put the paper on the table, glanced at the questions on it, took the pen next to it in his hand, and wrote the answer with little hesitation. For classical Chinese, Lian Qiao just thought about it, and there was an answer in his pen. Reading is Lian Qiao's best topic, and he wrote down the answers fluently, and in the end only the composition was left.

The composition is based on the topic of "season", and the scenery should be beautiful, and it is best to write the philosophy of life.

Yu Zhi was still scratching his head and writing the translation, but when he turned his head, he saw that Lian Qiao’s paper had been filled up, leaving only the fatal composition, his eyeballs were about to fall off, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice, “Brother Qiao, you Is there any help from heaven and man?!"

"Fortunately, it's not difficult."

Everyone: "..."

Yu Zhi covered his face. Lian Qiao was probably thinking about writing a composition, so he didn't pay attention to lowering his voice. In the silent classroom, Lian Qiao's voice was very loud, and everyone looked at him immediately.

Lian Qiao: "..."

I have to pretend to pretend that I don't know anything - Qiao Dajun.

He Weizhi paused when he heard Lian Qiao's words. He didn't know that Lian Qiao was so confident.

When He Weizhi went to the podium and asked the team leader to collect the papers and hand them in, there was a wailing from below——

"What do you mean by reading that article after I finished it? I didn't understand it!"

"You still don't understand? I don't know a few words in each paragraph..."

"Where did Lao Li get that classical Chinese? I don't know five of the ten characters..."

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Yu Zhi put down his pen and asked Lian Qiao, "Brother Qiao, how are you doing?"

Lian Qiao said casually: "One hundred and four..." His eyes were looking at He Weizhi who was lowering his head to sort out the papers. He Weizhi's face was well-defined and wrinkled without making an expression, which was very masculine facial features.

Yu Zhi: "..."

Putting the papers on the desk, He Weizhi said, "The group leader corrects the papers at noon."

Now it's 10 minutes into the recess, the classroom was suddenly noisy like a vegetable market, especially in the area behind Lian Qiao and the others, all the people who love to play and play are behind, Yu Zhi also started to make a scene, a group of people Jumping up to fight cocks, Yu Zhi asked Lian Qiao to come and play too.

Lian Qiao shook his head, feeling drowsy again.This is almost a sickness. As long as the cold air starts to spread, even Joe will start to feel sleepy. The situation will not improve until the weather gets warmer. Not only will he be sleepy, but even Joe is especially afraid of the cold. There is a woolen blanket on the top, and Yu Zhi often sighs, this little boy is just different.

Lian Qiao is drowsy here...

He Weizhi over there took out Lian Qiao's test paper. Even He Weizhi, who was always expressionless, couldn't help being a little surprised. Lian Qiao's handwriting was very neat and beautiful, strong and powerful, with almost no problems in the answer, and the composition... …

Lian Qiao wrote it in classical Chinese!And there was no word order error, He Weizhi put the paper back, and looked at Lian Qiao with complicated eyes.

"It's snowing!" A girl shouted in surprise.

Immediately, someone posted it on the window to watch. The windows in winter are usually tightly closed and covered with a layer of white mist. They opened them with their hands and saw the snowflakes falling outside. Branches, delayed.

Even Joe opened his eyes. He was sitting next to the window, the corner of the classroom. He stretched out his fingers to touch the white mist, and saw snowflakes falling on the window sill, which took a long time to melt.

Lian Qiao has never seen such a heavy snow, because it rarely snows in the south, and even if it does, it will not be so early, but this year, the snow fell early and heavy.

He Weizhi also turned his head to look out the window, but was completely blocked by those people lying on the window, but there was an open space in the corner, and no one stuck there.

He saw Lian Qiao looking out of the window with the corner of his mouth bent, his side face was too beautiful and dazzling, the winter gave him a lazy atmosphere, the fingers pressed against the glass were well-knit, slender and fair.This is the first time, He Weizhi thinks Lian Qiao is quite handsome.

The author has something to say: He Weizhi: "No! No! It's not me! It's not me who is excited!"