Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

Classes in the No. [-] Middle School are divided into key classes and parallel classes based on grades. The two mid-term and final exams account for the largest proportion. The students are accustomed to the teacher's guessing questions.

Sometimes the score of a question determines whether many people are in the key class or the parallel class.

Teacher Xie came in with a supplementary book, directly copied on the blackboard with chalk, and said: "These are some classic questions I specially selected, please write quickly, and I will explain to you how to solve these question types later."

There were various sounds of flipping through books and looking for pens in the classroom.

Zhao Yangling, on the other hand, finished writing the first question after reading the questions. She finished the first question in two to three minutes. She turned her head to look at Zhou Qingyue, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you write?"

Zhou Qingyue stared at the topic on the blackboard, and the bottom of the water fell freely from the roof, and when it passed the eaves...

Teacher Xie said in a deep voice: "I have never understood. I think I have explained the topic in great detail. How come there are still people who can't write it? I have been teaching you since the third year of high school, and I am still your head teacher. As a result, your physics scores It's still so bad, it's not as good as the second class, isn't it embarrassing?"

The teacher scolded people on it, and the students listened while doing their homework.Mr. Xie is their homeroom teacher or teaches physics. As a result, the average score of class [-] in the last monthly exam was only ranked third in the grade.His face was all black during the period when the class ranking came out.

A total of three questions were copied on the blackboard, and the students below were all frantically solving the questions, what if they got it right?

When the students were all writing about the same, Mr. Xie began to explain directly: "This kind of question is actually not difficult..."

There were only two big questions after physics, and Mr. Xie bet on three of them, two of which were almost the same as the test paper Zhou Qingyue saw.

Although there is not much content in the first half of the semester, each content also has several question types, so it is so easy to bet on it.

If he didn't know the test paper, he would probably say thank you teacher for being lucky.

Suddenly, Zhou Qingyue was lightly patted on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, Qiao Heng was half leaning against the back door.

……

At this time, the canteen is at its peak, and there is a long queue for food and food.The team in front was crowded with people, moving forward at a turtle speed, and there were voices of talking in front, back, left, and right.

It was not obvious that Zhou Qingyue and Qiao Heng were inside.

He couldn't help asking: "Your class didn't talk about any topics?"

Qiao Heng stood behind him with a tray, shook his head and said, "No, the class representative didn't copy the questions for Class Two."

Zhou Qingyue lowered his head to think. Teacher Xie's words flashed by just now, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is it because our physics class was ranked third last time?"

The second class is the first in age.

Qiao Heng agreed: "It's possible, but he often said that he was the best physics teacher in Class Two."

As a result, as the head teacher, the average score of the first class was not as high as that of the second class.

Qiao Heng continued: "Have you considered another reason?"

Zhou Qingyue looked up at him, why?

The corners of Qiao Heng's mouth curled up, "There are many students who are close to full marks in the grade, so it's not so obvious that someone has a high score in the exam."

Zhou Qingyue can get through with a little bit, "And in this way, many people in our class will be pulled up to a higher level, and the average score of the class will also go up."

Apparently, Mr. Xie was still brooding about the fact that he took the third place in the class last time.

The voices behind the team became more and more noisy, as if arguing about something, Zhou Qingyue raised his eyes to take a look, but was blocked by people and couldn't see anything.

The person in front just took a few steps forward, leaving a small space.

Just as he was about to keep up, there was a "bang" from behind, and he was hit on the back, and couldn't help but staggered two steps forward.

Zhou Qingyue's first reaction was to look back, the rice had fallen to the ground, and the bowl was still spinning on the ground.

The classmate who bumped into the person knew that he had caused trouble, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

Qiao Heng frowned, the classmate who bumped into him felt his legs were about to go limp, this classmate looked too scary

Zhou Qing looked at Qiao Heng carefully: "Are you okay?"

Qiao Heng said indifferently: "It's just that the meal was overturned."

That classmate's legs softened again when he heard this sentence, he was wrong, he really shouldn't be fighting in the cafeteria.

He wanted to cry but had no tears, "Student, why don't you take my share of the meal, and I'll get another one."

Zhou Qingyue looked at Qiao Heng. There were three other people who were ordering food in front of him. It was too late to go for food, so Qiao Heng had to eat.

Qiao Heng: "No need."

Although that person had never eaten, he always felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Qingyue lowered his head and looked at his own bowl. He was playing two taels, and usually he ate alone, and it was rare for two people to eat.

Zhou Qingyue hesitated and said, "Qiao Heng, you can eat with me."

Now that there are so many people, it may take another ten minutes to prepare the meals again.

Qiao Heng looked slightly surprised.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Zhou Qingyue suddenly felt relieved, and added: "...if you don't dislike it."

Qiao Heng lowered his head and smiled, "Okay."

Zhou Qing was more afraid that Qiao Heng would not be full, so he deliberately ordered two more dishes when ordering.The two of them found a seat in the dining hall with the dishes and sat down.

Qiao Heng sat down beside him and handed Zhou Qingyue a pair of chopsticks.

Zhou Qingyue said thank you, pushed the tray to the middle, thinking that it might still not be enough, "Let's go to the supermarket together later."

Buy some snacks or the like, or you will be hungry before finishing the physics exam in the afternoon.

When Zhou Qingyue said it, Qiao Heng nodded naturally. He looked down at the chopsticks of both of them from the same bowl, and said, "Did you take a picture of the blackboard just now?"

Zhou Qingyue put the meatballs into his mouth, and blinked his eyes when he heard this sentence, he seemed to have forgotten, "...I didn't, but you should take pictures."

Qiao Heng smiled helplessly: "I did, why are you so sure that I did."

Zhou Qingyue subconsciously said, "Because you are more reliable."

No matter what he does, Qiao Heng is very serious and rigorous, and strives for perfection meticulously.

Qiao Heng looked at Zhou Qingyue with slightly bright eyes, smiled lightly unconsciously, and said, "I want to lift..."

Zhou Qingyue's first reaction was that he was afraid that this matter would affect Qiao Heng's study, so he cut off the other party's words: "I'll report it, if you don't change the teacher, Teacher Xie won't target you either."

After all, Mr. Xie seemed to be quite famous for his students when he taught the third year of high school. He didn't care that the third year of high school was a turning point in the students' lives, let alone their first year of high school.

Qiao Heng froze for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, a meatball was stuffed into his mouth.

Zhou Qingyue blocked Qiao Heng's mouth, and coldly withdrew his chopsticks, not giving him a chance to refute, "I have to go to the supermarket later for dinner."

Qiao Heng held the meatball in his mouth, stared blankly at Zhou Qingyue who had the expression that you don't want to talk, and couldn't help laughing, but there was a lump on his cheek because of the meatball, which made him look a little silly.

Zhou Qingyue was so ashamed by his laughter, he became annoyed and said, "What are you laughing at!"

Qiao Heng chewed it, chewed it, swallowed the meatball, and reminded with a smile: "I've used your chopsticks before."

Zhou Qingyue caught the potato with the hand that was just about to eat, and for a moment didn't know whether to put it in his mouth or put it back in the bowl.

Now Qiao Heng is interested in him.Let him eat, it seems that he and Qiao Heng share a pair of chopsticks, he doesn't eat, and he cares too much.

Qiao Heng smiled and said, "Why don't you and I change a pair?"

Zhou Qingyue was speechless: "...Is there any difference if you change the pair you used?"

Qiao Heng laughed: "Yes, then what I use is also what you have used, and no one dislikes anyone."

Zhou Qingyue's face was blushing, and he was so ashamed that he slapped the table emphatically, "Business! Talk about business!"

Qiao Heng put his hand on his chin and chuckled until he had enough laughs before saying, "I mean, after the physics exam, if it is confirmed that the question was leaked, I plan to report it anonymously by email. No. [-] Middle School has always had the email address of the principal."

Zhou Qingyue was stunned for a moment, it seemed that he had forgotten about it, and all the inconveniences after returning made him forget about these convenient and quick things.

He wondered: "What if the principal didn't see it? There are many such mailboxes for decoration."

Qiao Heng raised the corner of his mouth: "I thought about it before, and I sent a letter of suggestion a while ago, and it has now been accepted."

Zhou Qingyue let out a cry, then suddenly remembered something, and said quietly, "...you sent that letter of suggestion that Gao Yi should assign more homework?"

When the flag was raised on Monday, the letter was read by the principal on the flag raising platform.The principal expressed his satisfaction after reading the letter, and said that the students in the first year of senior high school had a stronger self-motivation than previous years.

The teacher then follows the principal's instructions and assigns more homework than usual.

Although the homework after the increase is not particularly large, the students are still crying when they see the increase in homework.

Qiao Heng smiled and acquiesced.

Zhou Qingyue looked at him and smiled at himself.Let him urge his classmates to study hard.

In the afternoon, there are two subjects of physical chemistry and chemistry, and the two subjects are headaches for many people.Before the exam, he walked into the exam room with the expression of a strong man going to die.

Zhou Qingyue's heart sank when he got the test paper.

Single choice, multiple choice, experimental questions, calculation questions... are exactly the same.

Later, the classmates saw that he had been holding the test paper and did not pass it down, so they urged him: "Student, pass the test paper on."

Zhou Qingyue passed the test paper back, and glanced at Qiao Heng after passing it on.

Qiao Heng was writing his name with his head down, felt his eyes, and exchanged a glance with him, his eyes were as calm as ever.This test paper didn't seem to cause him any disturbance.

Zhou Qingyue suddenly calmed down.

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After the exam in the afternoon, the first class was ebullient as soon as they returned to the classroom. Everyone was discussing whether to bet on the correct question, and everyone was holding the test paper with excited faces to calculate how many points they got.

Zhao Yangling proudly slapped the test paper on her own desktop, looked at Qiao Heng who came to look for Zhou Qingyue, straightened her back and said, "This time I'm going to be the first in the grade. The physics teacher bet on the right question, and the chemistry teacher is right." I bet on the right question, I am doing better than usual now."

Zhou Qingyue looked at her with a smile on the side.

Betting on the right questions and clear questions, it is clear at a glance who gets the highest score.

Seeing his smile, Zhao Yangling felt something was wrong, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Qingyue was innocent: "What are you laughing at, I'm not laughing."

Zhao Yangling: "..."

Zhou Qingyue smiled and patted her on the shoulder, feeling a little more sympathetic: Anyway, physics has to be retaken, and the results are all fake.