Beyond The Outline

At the exchange meeting half an hour ago.

This year's exchange meeting was full of gunpowder. Before, Liyang targeted Linjiang, and later, Yinghua challenged Linjiang with the shame of losing in the four-school league last year: "This year's four-school league, we Yinghua will not back down."

As the leading school of the key schools, Yinghua has outshone other schools by a few blocks in the past dozen leagues. How could it have suffered such "insults".

This classmate Shao Zhan came out of nowhere. After entering the freshman year of senior high school, Yinghua never achieved any results in the league.

Last year was even worse!

Their Yinghua didn't even keep No.2!

After they went back, they found out that the No.2 kid named Xu Sheng was usually ranked last in Linjiang's grades. After much deliberation, they still couldn't figure out why, and finally pointed the finger at Shao Zhan——

Does Linjiang Shao Zhan feel that it is too boring to compete with them?

I want to increase my sense of accomplishment by bringing in my deskmates and teaching them by myself!

If Shao Zhan knew that their brains were so open, he would give them three words: think too much.

Liyang failed to keep the first place in the national entrance examination this time. He sat under the stage for a long time and asked after hearing the "Four Schools League". He expressed his interest and raised his hand actively: "Our school has two outstanding students this year. We Li Yang also wants to participate!"

"..."

"We, Liyang, want to show off our culture class strength!"

Gu Yanwang recalled: "We have always adhered to the principle of making progress together and advancing hand in hand, so this year Liyang No. [-] Middle School wants to join, and we also welcome it."

"The league time is adjusted every year. Everyone can prepare as usual. This year our team's lineup is similar to last year. Two new high school students have joined us. Come and introduce yourself."

It was the first time for freshmen in high school to participate in the league, and their immature and youthful faces were full of excitement and anticipation. The two new contestants briefly introduced themselves: "I will try my best to match seniors Shao Zhan and Xu Sheng. Maybe I I don't have the amazing competitive talent of Senior Xu Sheng, but I will do my best—”

Xu Sheng, who has an amazing talent for competition, is now in chaos.

So confused that Shao Zhan patted his hand underneath, but he didn't react.

Until Shao Zhan leaned over slightly and whispered two words in his ear: "Back to God."

Xu Sheng temporarily moved the death scythe hanging around his neck to the side, and before he died, he asked, "Li Yang is going to compete, are those two who were struck by lightning?"

Shao Zhan: "I don't know."

The last time Xu Sheng talked nonsense about his talent for competition, it was all because he swapped bodies with Shao Zhan.

Some time ago, he had a training camp and a joint entrance exam. He had already forgotten about the league. He never thought that he would still have a place in the league this year.

Xu Sheng's mind went blank, and he didn't have time to deal with the two of Liyang: "Fuck, what should I do?"

Shao Zhan: "Get ready to talk to Director Gu about the story of hurting Zhongyong."

Xu Sheng: "..."

"Don't worry," Shao Zhan said again, "Look back and think of a solution. I really can't pretend to be sick and retire."

Xu Sheng was silent for two seconds: "Do you think Lei will come if I sincerely summon him?"

Shao Zhan: "..."

If possible, he really wanted to be struck by lightning again.

After the meeting, Gu Yanwang called Xu Sheng over alone: ​​"Xu Sheng, come here."

Xu Sheng walked over slowly: "...Director Gu."

Gu Yanwang pulled out the USB flash drive: "You performed very well last year and became a blockbuster. The teacher continues to look forward to your wonderful performance this time."

You have to jump into the hole you dug yourself with your eyes closed.

Xu Sheng didn't know how to say: "I...in fact..." Maybe you have heard the story of Shang Zhongyong.

Gu Yanwang is very confident in him. After all, Shao Zhan has personally certified his talent for competition: "Don't feel pressure, just perform normally like last year."

Gu Yanwang said a few words without giving Xu Sheng any room to change.

Xu Shengxin said that I was not normal last year.

My deskmate is in my body.

I hung up.

...but obviously that cannot be said.

The news of the five-school league quickly spread throughout the school.

Especially senior high school students, all of them are like nectar after a long time. After the third year of high school, entertainment life is seriously lacking. Even the blackboard competition can be compared with relish, and the big competition of the five-school league has aroused high discussions.

Hou Jun: "I heard that there is one more school this year? Liyang is also participating?"

Xu Sheng was absent-minded: "Yes."

Qiu Qiu: "Last year our class was not well-prepared, and this year we will give it all the support signs."

Yuan Ziqiang: "This year's venue will be Xingjian, right? An 'noble school' like Xingjian must have a huge venue. Two big brothers, come on, I'm ready to shout for you."

"..."

Xingjian is indeed well-known as a "trench", and it is also the only "rich" school among all high schools in City A. There are several international classes in each grade, and it is a way to study abroad.

There are less than two weeks before the five-school league is held.

When Hou Jun and the others dispersed, Xu Sheng sighed. The weather wasn't as cold as before. He was only wearing a pair of thin jeans with a lot of room in the back and his long legs stretched out. He admitted defeat and said, "Fuck, I'm still pretending Get sick."

Shao Zhan also felt that this was the only way: "I'll go with you."

"?"

"As a witness for you."

Xu Sheng rubbed his nose: "Let's take it step by step, I'll pretend to have a cold for a few days."

Shao Zhan hooked the pen with one hand, and reached into the belly of the table with the other hand and took it out: "Okay, I'll check the news first, and then you pretend."

After he said this, Xu Sheng also remembered the painful experience of pretending to be sick last time: "..."

Although the matter of the five-school league has not been resolved yet, Xu Sheng put it aside for the time being, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, did I say that you had a very fake cough at that time?"

After checking the news, Shao Zhan threw the phone back: "You just cough like that?"

"It's still a bit more like you," Xu Sheng recalled now, and he just found it incredible, "I was so stupid when I entered the isolation room."

At the same time, Xu Sheng also recalled the scene where Zhang Feng and the others looked at them from a distance through the barred window with their noses and tears in their eyes: Don't give up hope of life——

Xu Sheng: "It shouldn't be such a coincidence this time."

This time it was really not such a coincidence, there was no movement on the news.

The next day, when Xu Sheng was about to take out his mask, Zhang Feng heard about the news of the league and came to Class [-] to look for him: "Are you going to join the league again?"

Zhang Feng lay by the window: "Awesome boss, real people don't show their faces, what are you doing with this mask, are you feeling unwell?"

Xu Sheng had already put on the mask, and Zhang Feng couldn't hear the sound of "hmm" through the mask.

Shao Zhan came a few minutes late. He threw the candy he bought from the canteen when he passed by the cafeteria on Xu Sheng's table. As a witness, he opened his seat and sat down before helping him to say a few words: "He caught a cold at night...".

Zhang Feng: "Speaking of feeling unwell, our school pays special attention to senior high school students, and is worried about our physical problems before the exam. A few days ago, a classmate in our class just sneezed, and Gu Yanwang took him there directly. I went to the school infirmary to take my temperature and plan to send it to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination."

Zhang Feng said with emotion: "The school really cares about us!"

Xu Sheng's hand that peeled the sugar stopped: "..."

Shao Zhan: "..."

Xu Sheng died slowly.

Zhang Feng didn't realize that the bodies of the two people on the opposite side were a little stiff: "Why don't you talk anymore, what did you say about him at night?"

Shao Zhan changed the subject: "He sleeps late at night, so don't disturb him."

Zhang Feng gave a dumbfounded "Oh", then turned to Xu Sheng: "Boss, then why are you wearing a mask?"

Xu Sheng: "Concave shape."

Zhang Feng made a question mark in his heart.

Xu Sheng raised his hand to hook the edge of the mask, and gently hooked off the black mask, revealing half of his tall nose bridge: "Wear it casually, you can't pretend to be aggressive."

"..." Zhang Feng said, "OK."

Although this statement is very inexplicable, Zhang Feng has to admit that the word "pretentious" is used very well, and he is indeed handsome.

After Zhang Feng left, Xu Sheng tore off the mask, stuffed it into the belly of the table, and crushed the candy, desperately resigned: "Is there any competition question, I'll make a few sets and try."

Hugging the Buddha's feet temporarily is the last resort.

Shao Zhan didn't make up for him indiscriminately. The scope of the drawing was all the types of questions that could be used in the college entrance examination, and he made up for the improved questions.

In the evening, Xu Sheng sat in front of the desk with several "competition practice papers" spread out on the desk. Before he wrote, he couldn't help but look back at his short life: what made him, a scumbag, go on this road? What, let him encounter these.

Xu Sheng had a hard time making up, but he was someone who had experienced the last league game, and he had seen some problems before.

It is said that fortune and misfortune depend on each other. After Xu Sheng started to make up the competition questions, he scored an unprecedented high score of 131 points in the math simulation test a week later.

Zhou Yuan's hands were trembling when he handed out the test paper: "Good Xu Sheng, 131 points, the teacher never dreamed that you could get such a score—"

Xu Sheng: Thank you teacher, I never dreamed that I would have today.

Although he occasionally got a high score in the math test, Xu Sheng still had no idea. The difficulty of the competition questions was far worse than the questions on the test paper. If you can answer the first question, even thinking about it later is a waste of time.

The five-school league that everyone is looking forward to will be held on Sunday as usual.

This year is no longer Linjiang's home game, students from No. [-] Middle School need to gather in advance and take a bus to Xingjian Middle School.

Xu Sheng's participation in the league this time is different from the last time. He put on his school uniform in a well-behaved way - the rules are not so well-behaved. When he washes up, his mind is full of calculation formulas. Caught back.

Xu Sheng pressed his back against the door panel, and was forced to wake up a little by the breath snatched by Shao Zhan's sudden approach.

Shao Zhan kissed him hard on the lips, moved his hand down, touched the cold zipper, and directly closed the zipper with his backhand: "If you don't know the question, leave it blank. If Director Gu asks, let him come to me. .”

There can be many words.

For example, the questions that were pressed for him were not accurate.

Can always pass.

There were a total of eight contestants in the competition group of Linjiang No. [-] Middle School, but there were quite a few spectators, and a total of three buses were dispatched.

There is still a long distance between the school gate of Xingjian Middle School and the complex building. The European-style carved fence surrounds the school. large characters.

On the tall protruding spire on the right side of the complex hangs a clock in brown-gray Roman numerals.

Next to it is a line of small words like a school motto: Anyone who dares to waste even an hour of time shows that he does not know how to cherish the full value of life. — Darwin

The "big family" school lives up to its reputation.

Linjiang arrived early, and when the team got off the bus, the other schools on the square hadn't come yet, and the students commented in a low voice: "This is too grand."

"I heard that Xingjian is a noble school, but I didn't expect Haocheng to be like this."

A banner was pulled up on the square in advance, "No.16 five-school league starts in our school—a warm welcome to all participating schools".

Xu Sheng was sitting on the steps in the middle of the square, and Shao Zhan took advantage of the last moment to teach him knowledge theorems: "Do you remember the Ceva theorem?"

Xu Sheng's characteristic is that he is particularly capable of putting on airs. Even if he doesn't remember at all now, when he said the three words "don't remember", he still has a lot of confidence. Sitting on the flower bed in a daze, he feels like "I know how to do it".

In less than ten minutes, buses from other participating schools slowly drove in from the school gates, and one group after another got off the bus. The second school to arrive was Yinghua whom I met last year—— Yinghua's junior year of high school that participated last year has graduated, and fresh blood from the first year of high school has been replaced. I heard that Yinghua's new high school this year also has two talented players who are difficult to deal with.

Xu Sheng had seen the school uniforms and logos of these schools in the league last year.

These contestants got off the bus in batches, basically six to eight people. However, the last bus that came in was different from all other schools. There was a card in the window that read " Liyang".

The doors of the bus opened slowly, and several teachers got off the bus first.

Then the two teenagers got off the bus one after the other.

The sun was shining at noon, and the one who was walking in front pulled up his hat with his backhand before getting out of the car, bent slightly, and the black hat covered more of it, covering the boy's overly delicate and even sharp eyebrows.

He put his hands on the car door, and after he got out of the car, he could only see the person standing behind him from the perspective of other people. The other boy was tall, and he was smiling and greeting the driver with his head tilted. You can clearly see the juvenile's sharp neck line.

Until the person who got out of the car first knocked on the car door twice, warning: "Get out quickly."

... The other schools came in a team, but Liyang really only had two.