My roommate is not cute at all

Start making up lessons, don't rush the schedule, Aunt Luo will probably relax a little bit.

She was not worried about being caught by the discipline inspection for eating during class time.I don't have any skills at all, and I am really ashamed of my life in Jiaming for the past two years.

Qu Lulu was replaced shortly thereafter, standing under the basketball hoop with several other boys as spectators.

Someone "tsk": "Senior sister is very vicious today."

Qu Lulu asked confusedly, "Is there any?"

Wang Yi, that is, the boy who spoke just now, glanced at him: "Tell me, is there anyone who has offended Senior Sister?"

Qu Lulu thought for a while: "Really not. Oh yes, a transfer student came to our class and sat at the same table with the senior sister - I think they get along very well, and the transfer student is very good-looking."

Wang Yi was surprised: "Can you transfer to the freshman class?"

Qu Lulu nodded: "Yes, from Jiang University High School."

Wang Yi: "Oh. It's so beautiful? Take me to your class later to have a look."

The two of them chatted happily and didn't notice the changes on the court at all.

It wasn't until the group of people in front of them stopped that Wang Yi and Qu Lulu realized: "What's wrong..."

Shen Yuezhi walked outside the arena, knelt down in front of a girl sitting on the ground, and reached out to her.

The girl seemed to have fallen down, with one hand propped up on the ground, the other raised up to touch her forehead, and there were a lot of books scattered around her.Qu Lulu could tell at a glance that the red ones were Wusan, the orange ones were atlases, and some were pressed underneath, most likely the materials that were taught in today's class.

Qu Lulu poked Wang Yi: "It's her."

Wang Yi was stunned: "Oh."

Shen Yuezhi pulled Xie Qingyang to stand up, then squatted down to pick up books for her.She was very wronged in her heart, although she threw the ball a little too hard and directly threw it out of the field, but...

"Why don't you hide? Didn't everyone shout to be careful?"

Xie Qingyang took the book from her hand, and frowned: "I can't hide."

Shen Yuezhi was helpless: "You are obviously standing there waiting for the ball to hit you."

Xie Qingyang glanced at her.

Shen Yuezhi abruptly saw some grievances and accusations in the eyes of her new tablemate.She was even more helpless: "Okay, I was wrong."

It's not that she is cowardly.Shen Yuezhi would of course punch anyone who was provocative.But meeting such a limp—well, cold—Shen Yuezhi really had no choice.Xie Qingyang is half a head shorter than her, and she is a girl who doesn't seem to be good at sports.

Even if she feels estranged from her.

Xie Qingyang replied calmly: "It's okay."

Shen Yuezhi asked: "Did you hit your forehead just now? Go back and apply it. You can't see it now, and it might turn blue after a while."

Xie Qingyang was silent for a moment: "What to apply?"

Shen Yuezhi: "..."

Xie Qingyang: "I have never been hit by a basketball, so I have no experience."

Shen Yuezhi: "Okay, okay, I'll make it for you later in the evening for self-study. Are you... not angry?"

Xie Qingyang's eyes were a little subtle.

Shen Yue understood her meaning for a second: Oh, straight man.

The first sister Jia Ming touched the tip of her nose.She was really used to being complained by the gang in the dormitory.

In front of Shen Yuezhi, Xie Qingyang looked up at her, and the pool of fine wine in his pupils seemed to start to shake.Her rosy lips opened and closed, revealing her white teeth and the tip of her pink tongue, but her voice was still as flat as before: "You didn't mean it, why are you angry?"

☆、Chapter 4

The understanding of the new tablemate made Shen Yuezhi reflect for half a second, whether he was too villainous before.

She brought a hot towel to the classroom as agreed, and put it on Xie Qingyang's forehead.Xie Qingyang felt it, and asked her: "How do I do my homework like this?"

Shen Yuezhi looked at the look of her new tablemate with her head up, and felt funny in her heart, but her face was still serious: "The towel will be hot for a while, you have been in class for a day, take a rest."

Xie Qingyang was silent for a while: "After listening to these six classes today, do you need to rest?"

Shen Yuezhi: "..."

Was she being ridiculed for her intelligence?

Shen Yuezhi teased Xie Qingyang with a smile: "Hey, are all the high school students attached to Jiang University as quiet as you?"

Xie Qingyang sat upright, holding the towel that almost fell with his hand: "No."

Shen Yuezhi asked: "Nothing?"

Xie Qingyang glanced at her, his vocabulary was as short as Shen Yuezhi's, and he couldn't describe the eyes of his new deskmate at all.

It seems to be novel, and it seems to be wondering about something.In the end, Xie Qingyang said: "It's the first time I transferred to another school, and I'm not quite used to it." After a pause, she added, "I'm not a top student, don't call me that."

Shen Yuezhi asked her: "Then how much did you take in the final exam of the second semester of high school?"

Xie Qingyang: "573, I failed in the comprehensive essay test, but the other subjects are average."

Shen Yuezhi's Adam's apple rolled down.

She stared fixedly at her new deskmate: "Hey, do you really think you didn't do well in the exam? Last year, I only got 547 in one line."

Xie Qingyang was silent for a moment, and explained: "There are six liberal arts classes in the attached high school, 387 liberal arts students, and I rank 103."

Shen Yuezhi: ...This is different from what I guessed.

It is undeniable that Shen Yuezhi was still a little bit shocked at this moment, even if he usually acted like he didn't care.She said in a daze: "But you can take so many exams now, you will definitely be able to go to Jiangda University next year, right? You said you are not a top student."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Qingyang's expression seemed to dim instantly.The transfer student slightly closed his other hand on the table, and said after deliberation: "Let's put it this way, for example, you like playing ball, don't you? If you are asked to play against a coach whose skills are much better than yours, the other party will be humble. You, let your loss not be so embarrassing, you feel it, feel embarrassed and grateful. But as a layman, I can't see the humility of the other party, praise you in front of you-will you be happy?"

Shen Yuezhi stared at her blankly, feeling that her brain was not enough: "...What do you mean?"

Xie Qingyang: "Jiangda University is a very good school. My home is very close to the old school district of Jiangda University. When I was very young, I often went to Jiangda University."

Shen Yuezhi pursed her lips.

Although Xie Qingyang didn't go on, she still understood.

River City University is very good.

But it wasn't good enough for her new tablemate.

The bell for evening self-study rang, and it was a harsh sound that pierced into Shen Yue's heart.Xie Qingyang returned the towel to her, thanked her politely as in the afternoon, and then dug out the mathematics "Five Three" he had just bought this afternoon, and started the homework that was said to be assigned by the teacher this morning.

This time Shen Yuezhi didn't care about whether the other party's smile was sincere enough, she was spinning the pen in her right hand, absent-minded.

Teacher Luo, the head teacher, walked into the classroom and sat down in front of the podium.Sure enough, she didn't plan to talk about things in the first tutoring class. She just asked everyone to do their homework and ask her if they didn't understand.

Shen Yuezhi thought about it, and simply took out the mathematics "May Three".When I opened it, it was empty, only the question stems composed of complex numbers and symbols.

She was still reminiscing about the conversation between herself and Xie Qingyang, and she was sure again in her heart that she and her new deskmate were indeed two different people.

Even in one class, after the next row of seats, they will probably never speak again.

The room was silent, save for the sound of pages being turned.

A corridor away, Qu Lulu was frowning, writing and drawing on the draft paper.His grades are actually pretty good. He got 490 in the final exam last semester and ranked [-]th in the class.Although it is a phased exam, it can also explain the level.It's just that Qu Lulu likes to sit in the back seat, and thinks that she only goes to school when she's with her brother, so she's picked the fifth row, and she's considered a rare gem among the top students in the class.

Yes, 490 is really good in the eyes of Jiaming people.But Xie Qingyang took more than 570 exams, and he was sad, and was transferred to Jiaming by his family.

Shen Yuezhi laughed with Qu Lulu yesterday, why did the teacher send the answer together, did he forget to accept it?Then make a backup quickly, or pretend that you have lost the booklet when the teacher remembers.

But at this moment, Shen Yuezhi realized that the teacher didn't care whether they copied the answers or not.

They are already in the third year of high school, and the future is their own.Although she can take the road of sports university, she still has to pass the [-] exam, which is what other people want.

Thinking about her poor grades at the end of last year, Shen Yuezhi felt guilty for 30 seconds.

After a while, the guilty conscience passed, and the first sister Jiaming felt better about herself—at least the chicken soup she cooked was more effective than that of the Chinese teacher in the afternoon.

She slowly settled down to read the questions, gnawed hard for a class, and didn't put down her pen until the bell rang, and picked up the booklet to check the answers.In fact, the teacher did not assign many questions. After all, the class has only started for two days. Xie Qingyang, who is next to him, has already put aside the math "May [-]" and has almost finished his English.But what is Shen Yuezhi's level? At the end of last semester, she was only in her early twenties in mathematics, and some of the points were given by the teacher for pity after seeing her write a bunch of formulas.

Two pages of exercises, more than half of them were right.Shen Yuezhi was not surprised, taking advantage of the momentum at the moment, he looked at the analysis of the answer.

I understand most of them, and there are two or three things I don't understand.

She rubbed her chin, and asked Qu Lulu amidst the noisy voices: "Did Lao He say that he will talk about the questions assigned today?"

Qu Lulu nodded.

Shen Yuezhi breathed a sigh of relief, closed the book, and was about to read something else.

She thought with satisfaction that the last time she studied so hard, she seemed to be in elementary school.

At [-]:[-] in the evening self-study, Qu Lulu packed her schoolbag early, and rushed out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang.

Shen Yuezhi used to be one step faster than him, but today, she glanced sideways at her new deskmate and asked, "Do you know how to get to the dormitory building?"

Stop by the way.

Xie Qingyang glanced at her and said flatly: "I slept in the dormitory at noon."

Shen Yuezhi: "...Oh."

After a few words, one-third of the people in the classroom have already left.Shen Yuezhi looked at Xie Qingyang's slow movements, and felt that if they kept packing at this speed, the new deskmate would probably be the last one out of the teaching building.

Although the school is closed, there is no need to worry about gangsters, and no one will cause trouble under the nose of the discipline inspection.But at night, it's pitch black everywhere, and there's a disciplinary inspection station only a few tens of meters away... Would the new tablemate be scared if he didn't know the place of life well?

"I'll help you."

After Shen Yuezhi said this, he reached for the other party's pencil case.

Xie Qingyang: "Wait for the zipper—" it didn't pull.

Shen Yuezhi: "..."

Three seconds later, the first female school bully in Jiaming's history sincerely, with a heart of repentance, squatted down in front of Xie Qingyang for the third time in a day, picking up all kinds of stationery scattered all over the floor for him.

I happened to see the shoes of my new tablemate, they were a pair of milky white Doudou shoes, and the leather looked very soft.Half of the instep is exposed, and the light blue blood vessels on it can be seen.

A few seconds later, Xie Qingyang sighed, pulled the chair away a little, and squatted down along with Shen Yuezhi, stuffing the scattered bits and pieces into the pencil case together with Shen Yuezhi.As if she couldn't help complaining, she said, "Why are you always so reckless?"

His voice was light and floaty, perhaps because he was a little familiar with Shen Yuezhi, and finally brought some emotion.But the tone is still very flat, it is a standard declarative sentence.

Shen Yuezhi thought, is she listening to her new deskmate?This kind of demeanor and tone is exactly what her father said on his face when he smashed his father's new favorite teapot when he was five or six years old.

Xie Qingyang said again: "Do others know that you are like this?"

Shen Yuezhi came back to her senses: "What?"

Xie Qingyang: "At noon, I heard from my roommate that you are quite powerful. Do those who have fought with you know that you are so reckless?"

Shen Yuezhi reflexively said: "It's not good to fight, good girls don't fight."

Xie Qingyang looked at her inexplicably.

Shen Yuezhi coughed lightly, and said: "One time someone wanted to ambush me, but I beat all four of them to the ground. The process is brief. Here, do you want to touch the muscles on my arm?"

Xie Qingyang politely: "No, thank you."

After such a toss, it was already late when they went downstairs, just in time to meet a discipline inspection head on.

The discipline inspector only checked Xie Qingyang's school uniform at noon, so he had some impressions of her.Looking at Shen Yuezhi standing next to him, I was really surprised why the two of them could get together.

Discipline inspection said: "Why are you still here? Hurry up and go back to the dormitory, the door is about to close."

Xie Qingyang nodded: "Well, let's go now."

Shen Yuezhi just waved his hand to signal that he heard.She stood shoulder to shoulder with her new deskmate, taking care of Xie Qingyang's speed, and deliberately shortened her steps.

The classroom is on the third floor, and it only takes half a minute to go down to the exit of the teaching building.Under the dark night, Shen Yuezhi asked her new deskmate: "Where do you live?"

Xie Qingyang gave a dormitory number: "03127."

03 stands for Building No. [-], the next digit stands for the floor, followed by the room number.

Shen Yuezhi said "Hey": "Aren't our grades all in Building [-]?"

Xie Qingyang said: "My roommate is a repeat student."

Shen Yuezhi murmured: "Why is this so?"

Xie Qingyang said: "You don't have any vacancies there either."

Shen Yuezhi: "...that's correct."

The two chatted casually for a few more words, and soon fell silent, just walking simply.

And it wasn't until the road in front of him forked and Xie Qingyang said "goodbye" that Shen Yuezhi realized that this day was coming to an end so soon.

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====== Small Theater ======

[at the beginning]

Shen Yuezhi: My deskmate is not cute at all!

Xie Qingyang: Oh.

【after that】

Xie Qingyang: ...my deskmate seems quite cute :)

Shen Yuezhi:? ? ?

☆、Chapter 5

There are five dormitory buildings in Jiaming, the first three are for high school students, and the last two are for junior high school students.

Hearing Xie Qingyang mention her roommate, Shen Yuezhi realized belatedly that there should be three grades in the school right now.However, the building where the repeat students live is far away from the fresh students, and the two sides rarely meet, and it can even be said that they are not from the same world at all.She stayed in Jiaming for two years and two days, and basically only listened to the repetition class get the mobile little red flag a few times at the flag-raising ceremony every Monday.

Shen Yuezhi rubbed her hair, carried her schoolbag behind her back, put one hand in her pants pocket, and completely changed her style of painting compared to just now.Walking all the way to the door of his dormitory, the door was open, and there were only two people inside, who probably had just washed up and were applying skin care products.

He Peipei, who was sleeping on her lower bunk, took the time to look away from the small mirror in front of her, and glanced at Shen Yue: "Why are you back so late? The lights will be turned off in 6 minutes."

Shen Yuezhi said "ah", threw her schoolbag on her bed, picked up facial cleanser and tooth cup, and ran out.

The lights are turned off at [-]:[-] in the evening, and they are not allowed to leave the dormitory within one hour after the lights are turned off.During this period of time, the discipline inspection team will check back and forth in the corridor, and when they see lights overflowing from any dormitory, they will come and knock on the door.

Let alone hear voices.

Shen Yuezhi took three steps in parallel and ran to the water room at the end of the corridor.After washing, I looked at my watch, and it was only 48.

Going back to the dormitory now, the people are full.Seeing her enter, Sun Min said, "Oh, that's right, I forgot to ask at noon, how is the person transferred from the High School Affiliated to Jiang University?"

Shen Yuezhi put the toiletries on the shelf: "How about what?"

Sun Min said: "It's the first time I heard that people from the attached middle school will transfer out."

Shen Yuezhi said: "She said she got the number in the final exam last semester." She gestured.

In front of her, the other seven girls in the dormitory exclaimed together: "This is so unbelievable that you actually came to Jiaming."

Shen Yuezhi thought for a while: "It should be that Jia Ming is strict in supervision. But she can't be sure, if she thinks the teachers here are not good, she will probably go back when school starts."

Li Rong, another roommate, nodded: "That's right, anyway, the attached high school doesn't have classes in the summer vacation, and it lasts until September. Sigh, I haven't taken more than 20 days off since the first day of junior high school."

He Peipei gossiped: "Not necessarily. Didn't the attached middle school also be reported for make-up classes before? And in the days when the smog was the worst last year, even Jiaming suspended classes, and the attached middle school was still in school. A group of people complained about Zhihu, all It's in the newspaper."

As they spoke, everyone's eyes went dark.

Sun Min: "Auntie Jubi has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she is so accurate in pinching every day! Go to sleep, everyone, Ouya Smith."

In the silence, Shen Yuezhi climbed onto the bed, pulled a corner of the towel to cover her stomach, and began to meditate for today.

If Dad knew that his tablemate for the past month was a girl who passed the final exam of the second semester of high school, he would be very excited, and maybe he would ask her to bring food for Xie Qingyang.

And Xie Qingyang... Shen Yuezhi raised a hand, and in the dim dormitory, under the moonlight, vaguely wrote the other party's name in the air.

She thought, was she so fickle before?

Because of Xie Qingyang's indifferent smile, the estrangement was created, and because of the other party's indifferent words, the estrangement disappeared.

In the end, Shen Yuezhi came to a conclusion: she really is a face dog.

Pretty girls are probably always privileged.

She didn't think too much about it either.It was rare to do a few problems at night, and the brain cells were completely dead.Coupled with the fact that she was calm at the moment, Shen Yuezhi fell into a deep sleep after not lying down for a long time.

A night without dreams.

The next day, when Shen Yuezhi arrived in the classroom, Xie Qingyang was already there.

She held a steamed bun with sauce in her left hand, and a pen in her right hand, and buried herself in writing.

Shen Yuezhi accidentally saw the first line, which was a date: July 7, Tuesday.

She realized in an instant that her new deskmate was writing a diary.

Seeing her coming, Xie Qingyang turned his head and glanced sideways, with a piece of steamed bun smeared on the corner of his lips.She didn't mean to avoid it at all, she just said, "Good morning."

Shen Yuezhi breathed a sigh of relief, sat down beside her, and said, "You eat this for breakfast?"

Xie Qingyang shook his head: "The soy milk is finished."

Shen Yuezhi: "Oh..." She thought for a long time, but before she could figure out what she should answer, she saw that Xie Qingyang had turned his head and continued writing.

Shen Yuezhi looked at the side face of her new deskmate, feeling pleasing to the eye.

The first class after the morning reading was mathematics again. The class representative Lin Tao conveyed the teacher's meaning: "The homework will not be accepted for now, and the class will be handed in after the lecture."

He even ran over to Xie Qingyang and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to mention it yesterday. Do you know the content of the homework? The teacher told the class in advance that we should buy the review materials for this semester..." Speaking of this, Lin Tao caught a glimpse of the glowing red "May [-]" on Xie Qingyang's desktop, and blinked, "Did Shen Yuezhi tell you? That's good."

Xie Qingyang looked at the girl in front of him and said, "Well, thank you."

Lin Tao smiled embarrassingly: "It's okay, I wanted to say, if you don't have time to buy the book, I'll go and explain it to the teacher first. By the way, our class has groups, let's add buttons , I'll pull you in on the weekend."

Shen Yuezhi: ...how thoroughly I was ignored.

Xie Qingyang took out a post-it note from the stationery bag, tore off one, and wrote a string of numbers on it.

After Lin Tao left, Shen Yuezhi quietly said beside her, "Same table, I want it too."

Xie Qingyang glanced at her and tore off another post-it note.

Shen Yuezhi pasted the small piece of paper on her desk, and told her new deskmate: "The math teacher is new to us this semester, he must be in his thirties, and we have only had a few classes with him, I feel like he It’s a bit of a New Western style, and I sometimes tell jokes in class...and I especially like to ask people to do questions on the blackboard.”

Xie Qingyang: "Oh."

Shen Yuezhi held her chin: "My deskmate, you are so cold."

Xie Qingyang's expression was a bit complicated.

Facing her with such an expression, Shen Yuezhi was also a little confused.She subconsciously said that sentence just now, without thinking about it at all.Thinking about what I said now, really...

She picked up her own cup, stood up, and asked Xie Qingyang, "Would you like to fetch water for you?"

Xie Qingyang politely: "No, thank you."

As Shen Yuezhi explained to his new classmate, Gao Yong, a math teacher, was young with a handful of white hairs on his head. His lectures made Xie Qingyang mistakenly think that he had entered the New Western studio.

The usually calm transfer student was halfway through the class. When Mr. Gao was looking at the roster and thinking about who to ask to go to the blackboard to solve the problem, he lightly poked the arm of the deskmate and asked in a low voice, "Is his hair always like this?"

Shen Yuezhi was flattered, and replied: "I don't know. On the first day, we thought it was the chalk dust he rubbed on, and on the second day, we thought it was because he didn't look in the mirror or wash his hair. Looking at it today... probably because of too much pressure, middle-aged Go white."

Xie Qingyang: "Oh."

Shen Yuezhi pulled the corner of her mouth helplessly.

This answer is my deskmate, there is nothing wrong with it.

Teacher Gao, who has a choice phobia, finally took his finger and swipe the list twice, and named two people.

In yesterday's homework, there were three big questions and one additional question. What the two of them had to do was the first two.

Shen Yuezhi glanced at the neat problem-solving process on "May [-]" in front of Xie Qingyang, hesitated, and asked, "My deskmate, do you know all these?"

Xie Qingyang said: "Yes."

Shen Yuezhi asked: "Then you are listening to the class now, don't you think it's a waste of time?"

Xie Qingyang frowned slightly: "Do you think it's a waste of time?"

Shen Yuezhi didn't expect her to understand her words like this, and said: "No. I just think, if you know all these, what's the point of you coming to Jiaming again? Sometimes the teachers here don't even know the last big math problem. "

Xie Qingyang said: "Then let's talk about it when you learn the derivative—didn't you say that you haven't met this teacher before?"

Shen Yuezhi said: "That's true."

She thought she would never hear Xie Qingyang's reply again, but after a while, the voice of her new deskmate rang in her ears again.It means: "I'll give you two answers. First, if you feel that everything is a waste of time, one day, you won't listen to something that you really know. Second, it's still a little hot for 3 minutes. stage. Also, did you really not see the page of words on my desk?"

Shen Yuezhi: "..." It's rare for the new deskmate to say so many words at once, but why does she feel like she's been hit by a critical blow!

Xie Qingyang: "Then the teacher shouldn't be able to see it either. Thank you."

The two chatted for a few words, and the students above had already got off the blackboard.

The math teacher glanced at the answers of the two students, and smiled: "The copied answers are very standard, and a few steps were omitted to prevent me from seeing... Is there anyone who volunteers to do the remaining two questions?"

Shen Yuezhi felt terrible.

One of the students on the blackboard couldn't help but said: "Teacher, I did that set of questions wrong before, and I only understood it after reading the answers."

Gao Yongdao: "Just started to review, it's okay, as long as you can understand it. The class representative came to me after class, and today's homework will add one similar to this."

Shen Yuezhi: "...Is he being sarcastic?"

Gao Yong: "Is there no one? Then the one in the fifth row who is talking, and the same table, come up and do it."

Shen Yuezhi: "!?"

Qu Lulu next to him gave him a sympathetic look, but Shen Yuezhi ignored him and said in confusion: "Teacher, I also did these two questions wrong yesterday."

Gao Yong: "It's okay to do what Xu Lu did just now."

Xu Lu is the girl who just argued.

Shen Yuezhi didn't have the nerve to say that she didn't even understand the answer.She was still thinking about how she was going to struggle to the death, but the new deskmate next to her had already stood up, holding "May Three" and preparing to go to the blackboard.

The math teacher looked at the active student, smiled, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Xie Qingyang."

"Okay, here it is..." The teacher turned his head and pointed at a gap on the blackboard, "Let's write."

In less than two seconds when he turned his head, Xie Qingyang faced forward, quickly put his "May Three" on Shen Yuezhi's desk, and picked up her copy.

It wasn't until the new tablemate took two or three steps that Shen Yuezhi realized what the other party meant.She opened her mouth subconsciously: "You..."

Xie Qingyang didn't look back.

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☆、Chapter 6

With Shen Yuezhi's age, the only thing she can do well in class is her handwriting.

When she was young, her father was busy running his own business, so she was taken care of by her grandfather.Grandpa is a typical old-fashioned person. He wears a white Tai Chi suit every day. When he is tired from practicing martial arts, he cooks tea and practice calligraphy. He also teaches his granddaughter to play chess.

Up to now, Shen Yuezhi has completely forgotten the rules of chess, and he is even a layman in tea art, only his handwriting is not bad.Grandpa practiced cursive script, and she was brought up to write cursive characters since she was a child.When I was a child, the writing was unsightly, but now it can barely be considered a bit of style.

After quickly copying the answers written by Xie Qingyang on "May Three", Shen Yuezhi turned around and put the chalk on the desk, then glanced at Xie Qingyang next to him.

The book she held in her hand contained only wrong answers and red crosses, but every number and symbol written on the blackboard was written without hesitation, densely packed to the bottom of the blackboard, and finally closed.

He actually finished writing at about the same time as Shen Yuezhi.

If Shen Yuezhi was only vaguely aware of "good grades" in Xie Qingyang's scores before, now, it can be said that she has a clearer understanding.

The math teacher clapped his hands and said, "If you calculate the brackets first, the amount of calculation will be smaller."

Xie Qingyang said: "The answer is to count the brackets first."

The math teacher paused: "Are you the transfer student Mr. Luo mentioned?"

Xie Qingyang: "Yes."

Math teacher: "Very good, let's go down."

Xie Qingyang: "Okay."

Next, the teacher talked about the topic of yesterday's homework based on the content written by the four people on the blackboard.

It was rare for Shen Yuezhi to listen seriously, thinking, although this teacher is like a joker, he speaks well.

When it came to the last question, the math teacher wiped out a space while explaining and wrote: "Generally when encountering this kind of question, first simplify the content inside the brackets, and then look at the part outside the brackets. X does not It is equal to five, you know why, right?"

Shen Yuezhi asked Xie Qingyang in a low voice: "Why?"

Xie Qingyang: "There is X minus five in the brackets. If it is equal to five, the whole formula will not be valid... Isn't inequality the most basic content?"

Shen Yuezhi: ...my tablemate is really not cute at all.

She said dryly, "Really."

Xie Qingyang quickly replied: "Most people will change their minds for a month when they first enter high school."

Shen Yuezhi was speechless, and after a long time, she finally thought of how she should reply.Following Xie Qingyang's usual expression and tone, she forced a polite smile: "I see, what you said makes sense."

Xie Qingyang looked at her, blinked twice: "Yes."

Shen Yuezhi: ...

In all honesty, the new tablemate is really the most academically acquainted person with Shen Yuezhi, even though the other party doesn't recognize this title at all.

And in the next geography class, Xie Qingyang once again refreshed Shen Yuezhi's cognition.

If mathematics gave Shen Yuezhi a headache, geography gave her angina.The first sister Jia Ming never understood why it was five o'clock in the morning in the United States when Shenzhou [-] was launched.

Mathematics can also be mixed with back-to-back formulas, and what I occasionally meet and do is thank God, but geography is just...

Shen Yuezhi touched the tip of her nose.Well, some common-sense questions can still be answered correctly, such as a choice in the monthly exam in the first semester of high school, asking whether the earth revolves around the sun or whether it rotates.

The teacher who taught geography was an old man in his fifties, who wrote neatly with one hand.It’s probably because I’m getting older and I don’t like to use PPT very much. I have to copy the practice questions on the blackboard and draw pictures by myself.

He taught this class when he was a sophomore in high school, and he was a familiar face. The whole class—except the transfer students—had seen the old man draw a world map on the blackboard in 5 minutes.In that class, the students below were amazed. They wanted to draw cats and tigers, but they could only draw slimes.

In addition, the old man has written chalk characters for decades, and the students below often cannot keep up with his hand speed.

As soon as the class bell rang, the geography teacher stepped into the door.After a simple pre-class greeting, the old man wearing a pair of flower glasses and holding a lesson plan wrote down a few big characters in the center of the blackboard: the earth in the universe.

Then go to the left and continue to write: Four, the judgment of the light map.

Xie Qingyang looked at the blackboard, thoughtful.

She asked Shen Yuezhi: "Can you lend me a copy of the previous geography class notes?"

Shen Yuezhi took out a notebook from the desk pocket, and said implicitly: "After class is over, I'll borrow Qu Lulu's for you."

Xie Qingyang obviously understood the deep meaning of his tablemate's words.She shook her head: "No, I can borrow someone else's."

Shen Yuezhi said: "Don't look at Qu Lulu like that, in fact, he is quite serious in class."

I don't know if Xie Qingyang believed it or not, anyway, the transfer student just nodded indifferently.

Shen Yuezhi thought, this means unbelief.

The geography teacher said: "This class, let's do a practice class..."

Then he began to copy the questions on the blackboard, and everyone in the audience wrote vigorously.

Shen Yuezhi pulled out the cap of the pen with the 3-minute enthusiasm she was two years late, and when she looked up again, she was dumbfounded at the perfect circle drawn by the old man with freehand.

Beside her, Xie Qingyang leisurely took out the compasses.Probably because the expression on the tablemate was too obvious, after the transfer student finished drawing the picture, he kindly asked Shen Yuezhi, "Do you want to use it?"

Shen Yuezhi somewhat understood why Xie Qingyang's pencil case was so bulging.

The old man didn't copy all the questions, and only left the information description part: the date is March 3.The shaded area is night, and the center is the pole.

Then the next question is, to observe a certain phenomenon in the Turpan area of ​​Xinjiang, you need to choose what time to what time Beijing time is.

Xie Qingyang looked at the question for a while, said "Huh", and said to himself, "I've done this before."

Shen Yuezhi looked over with admiring eyes, and saw Xie Qingyang quickly write down a time period in the notebook.

The geography teacher explained the idea of ​​the question on the stage, Xie Qingyang has already continued to write down, the second small question, what caused this phenomenon?

The four selection lines of ABCD are listed below. Maybe she couldn't remember the specific details, so she stopped writing regretfully, took out a sheet of English words, and put it on the side of the notebook to read.

Shen Yuezhi: ...

She didn't want to look at Xie Qingyang anymore.

Even if the new tablemate is more suitable for her eyes, Xiaoba Shen still can't stand it after this one after another.

Xie Qingyang memorized the words very seriously, and Shen Yuezhi clenched her fists. She must be tense. Don't accidentally look at the specific content on the word paper, so as not to be hit by the next blow.

She adjusted her mentality and looked at the blackboard.

In such a short time, the old man has finished the first question, and the result written on the blackboard is exactly the same as that written in Xie Qingyang's notebook, and even the second question is only slightly different in the language description.

This is Xie Qingyang, who claims to be in the early 2s in the liberal arts class. What kind of monsters are the number one No. [-] in Jiangda High School? !

Shen Yuezhi never felt that the geography class could pass so quickly.

The teacher gave a total of five big questions, and the timing was very accurate, and the bell just rang when the answer to the last question was announced.Xie Qingyang almost memorized the vocabulary for half a class, now after saying "goodbye, teacher", he turned out of his seat and walked forward slowly.

Soon after, it stopped next to Lin Tao's position.

Shen Yuezhi leaned on the edge of the back table, crossed her legs, and looked at Xie Qingyang quietly.

She saw Xie Qingyang knocking on Lin Tao's table, Lin Tao's expression couldn't be seen clearly... What Xie Qingyang said, Lin Tao seemed to be in a dilemma, and looked at the teacher again and again.

On the podium, someone was asking the geography teacher a question.

Xie Qingyang said a few more words to Lin Tao.

Then, the transfer student bent down, picked up the pencil that Lin Tao put on the table, and tapped a few times on the notebook of the math class representative.

Shen Yuezhi instantly understood that the new tablemate was going to give a lecture to Lin Tao.

Lin Tao had some doubts at first, but he soon immersed himself in it.Later, Lin Tao took the initiative to give up his seat, let Xie Qingyang sit, and she stood aside, so that Xie Qingyang could draw in her notebook.