As a skilled bamboo horse, gradually change to attack

The young master of Jiang's family is really spoiled. The delicacies of mountains and seas for more than ten years have fed him white and tender, and he smiles like a little sweet flower.It's just that Guang has grown up but has no brains. He feels that he is his own territory at any stop, and he is lawless. If it weren't for his good looks and Mr. An's cover, he would have been beaten up a long time ago.

Zuo Yang's complexion has not been good all day, and he never thought of giving the new young master a good look at all.Qiu Minglang, who was at the same table with Jiang Zhou, had a good temper and could get along with anyone, but both of them were chatterboxes, and after getting together, Jiang Linan felt that the days ahead would be hard and his ears would be hurt.

It is said that the first two rows are not a good position, under the nose of the teacher, even if you want to take a short errand in class.But it’s not the case. Under normal circumstances, the teacher’s eyes are placed in the middle or the back row. The teacher usually doesn’t care much about the position on the corner.

But because there is a new student here, out of curiosity, the teachers of each subject will still pay special attention to it when they are in class, so Young Master Jiang has received a lot of criticism today, and has been listed as a key monitoring object. The reason is that During class, I either talked to my deskmate or wrote on the back of the front desk. After being scolded a few times, I simply fell asleep on the desk.

The tense study atmosphere enveloped the entire third-year teaching building. Although it is not a direct class, as a student in the experimental class, everyone still has a dream of re-learning.During the evening self-study, the whole class was full of rustling pens, too much homework, and it would be impossible to finish it if you didn't do it seriously, except for the classmate Jiang who had never fallen from the first place in the grade.

"Brother~" Jiang Zhou rested his head with one hand and drew circles on Jiang Linan's back with the other, and said softly, "I don't want to do my homework."

Before half of the evening self-study was over, Jiang Linan had already taken out a book of math competition questions to do, but the little tricks behind the scenes couldn't make him calm down.He put down his pen, squeezed the space between his brows, and stuffed tonight's homework back.

"Copy." He dropped a word indifferently.

Suddenly, I started to feel confused about the excitement and tension this morning. The longer the separation time, the easier it is for people to magnify the advantages or disadvantages of others infinitely.If you hate someone, you will become more and more annoying, and feel that the other person has no advantages at all.

And for the person you like, you will infinitely magnify the advantages of the other person, especially those pleasing places, and ignore those shortcomings without knowing it.

Disadvantages, being arrogant and arrogant is still clingy, likes to stir up trouble and run amok.

Jiang Lin'an never understood why he liked the young master, but sometimes it was really unreasonable to like this thing. He obviously felt that there was nothing wrong with that person, but he just liked it.

Indulging in his temper, helping him clean up the mess when he got into trouble, this kind of thing has been very proficient since he was a child, and it may be because of this that the young master is very clingy to him, and wants to follow him wherever he goes, so he really follows his relatives. Like a younger brother.

Jiang Lin'an's hands slipped, and a little flaw appeared on the pretty handwriting.

My brother is fart, who wants this brother.

"No, I really can't do this question." Zuo Yang pressed the palm of his hand and said, "Brother An, copy your physics paper for me, it will give me a headache."

"Behind."

Zuo Yang suddenly felt his head hurt even more. Looking at more than half of the physics test papers left in front of him, he kept wandering between being scolded tomorrow or talking to the young master now, and finally chose to turn his head and face the neutral audience Qiu Minglang said, "Earthworm, help me take Ang's physics test."

Although Qiu Minglang felt very confused, he still helped him pass the message, "Jiang Zhou, have you finished copying the physics paper?"

Jiang Zhou rested his head on his head, copying homework in an extremely perfunctory manner, and said lazily, "I haven't copied yet."

"I haven't copied it yet." Qiu Minglang passed on the message, even imitating that lazy tone.

"...Then can I copy first?"

"...Then can I copy first?" Qiu Minglang seemed to like this way of conveying words very much, and the imitation of this sentence was even more similar.

Jiang Zhou looked up at him and asked, "Do you want to copy?"

"No, he wants to copy." Qiu Minglang pointed to Zuo Yang in front of him.

Zuo Yang felt that his facial muscles were twitching, and in his heart he scolded Qiu Minglang 22 times for being an idiot, implying that he was stupid.

Young master Jiang became interested, and slowly straightened his body, picked up the physics test paper on the side with his fingertips, looked at it and saw that all the answers were correct, and touched the paper on the paper that was left on the paper because the pen was too heavy. He said casually, "Oh? You don't know how to do it?"

Zuo Yang hooked the corners of his lips like a cramp, "Yes."

Jiang Zhou nodded slightly, spread the paper on the table, pressed it with his arms, and said, "You can't even do this question? I think you are a younger brother." Then he picked up the paper and turned behind him proudly, " Classmate, do you want to copy Brother An's paper? The paper is neat and accurate, and the accuracy rate is [-]%, so don't come again when you can't miss it."

Zuo Yang and Jiang Linan frowned at the same time.

Zuo Yang: I’m just a younger brother?

Jiang Lin'an: My brother, what a fart!

Qiu Minglang gave Zuo Yang a sympathetic look, buried his head in writing his homework, and decided to keep his ears to the outside world and concentrate on doing mathematics, physics and chemistry, trying not to copy Brother An's homework.

The classmate behind Jiang Zhou was stupefied, and hadn't figured out the situation, so he stammered, "I, I finished my physics homework."

That pretty little face turned cold all of a sudden, "You don't want to copy?"

"...I think."

Jiang Lin'an glanced at Zuo Yang's expression, and couldn't bear it any longer. He pulled his paper over and asked in a low voice, "Which question can't you?"

Zuo Yang was stunned for a moment. Jiang Linan would copy homework for others, but he would never give lectures to others. This was the first time in history. After thinking about it a few times, it didn’t feel right.”

"How could you be right if you drew all the stresses wrong?" Jiang Linan took a pencil and re-drawn the stress analysis on the messy diagram on the test paper, and it became clear at a glance.

Zuo Yang hurriedly thanked him, and re-wrote the steps.

Jiang Lin'an played with the pen in his hand, and seeing that Zuo Yang finally solved this not-so-difficult question, he said, "Xiaozhou, he has such a temper since he was a child, don't worry too much about it."

I still have to worry a little bit, looking at the current situation, it should be impossible for the young master to learn how to restrain himself in a short time.

Zuo Yang thought in his heart, don't worry too much about it, just give in. He sighed and said, "You've already said that, what else can I do. Originally, I was thinking that he was your childhood friend, so I didn't intend to talk to him. He's upset."

It's true that he didn't plan, but the young master had a lot of resentment about not being able to sit at the same table with Jiang Lin'an, and he vented it all on Zuo Yang, so it's hard to ignore it.

"That's good." Jiang Lin'an said, taking the competition questions and starting to write.

The difficulty of the college entrance examination is not enough, but he usually has nothing to do, and can only pass the time by brushing up the questions. The people in the class are all ashamed to see the learning attitude of the first in the grade.

It should be said that Class Nine was an experimental class at the end of the crane when it was first divided into classes, but because of Jiang Linan's presence, the learning atmosphere of the whole class was still good.Judging from the current situation, the average score of the whole class is already considered high among several experimental classes.

Young Master Jiang behind him found a new joy, every time he finished copying a lesson, he would share the homework with the classmates behind him. It was called "willing to help others", but in fact, he was angry with Zuo Yang, and he could copy the papers to anyone. not to him.

As the end of get out of class was approaching, footsteps were heard at the door, and the people in the class who were making small movements stopped one after another, pretending to be studying seriously.

Old Dai looked around by the window first, and felt very satisfied when he saw the scene inside. He stood at the door and coughed twice before walking in, "Have you finished your homework?"

"No—" There was a moan from the whole classroom.

Old Dai clicked his tongue and said, "Then continue writing for me!"

"There are too many, how can I finish writing—"

"There are two papers for physics homework today, Mr. He is crazy—"

There were complaints one after another, for fear that Lao Dai would not feel their resentment, and some people complained that their hands hurt, hoping that Lao Dai could forgive him and let him reduce his Chinese homework a little.

"Then, let's do two less readings for the Chinese homework." Old Dai was kind enough, and the whole class burst into cheers. Everyone knew that Lao Dai was good at talking, and the Chinese homework was always left for the last, so he could do one less Never write a word more than the title.

"I know what you mean, so be happy now!"

"Old Dai is the most handsome—!" The flowers in the experiment were not as miserable as the flowers in the direct class. They still retain some vitality, mainly because the class teacher is easy to get along with, and the atmosphere of the whole class is not bad.

Old Dai Xiao's eyebrows trembled, and he pressed his hands down to signal the whole class to be quiet, walked to Jiang Zhou's seat, and asked intimately: "Jiang Zhou, how are you? Are you used to being in class?" ?”

"Very good." Jiang Zhou smiled, and glanced in Zuo Yang's direction, "It's just that some students are not easy to get along with."

Zuo Yang frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and then he was tapped lightly on the top of his head, "Zuo Yang, what are you doing? Bullying new classmates?"

"I'm not, I'm not, I..." Zuo Yang was about to cry, but he rubbed his heart and said, "Do I look like someone who would bully him?"

Lao Dai swept him around, pinched his tight arms, and said seriously, "Isn't it like that?"

"..."

"Unity and friendship, help each other, hear you!"

"...heard it."

Lao Dai nodded in satisfaction, looked at Jiang Zhou, and said, "Your family has made the bed in the dormitory for you. You can just go there later. You may be a little tired today, so go to bed early."

Jiang Zhou, who had rested all day, said obediently: "Thank you, Mr. Dai."

"Qiu Minglang, he lives in your dormitory. It just so happens that your roommate has moved out, so you can take him with you later." Old Dai said.

"Alright, Mr. Dai." Qiu Minglang said.

Jiang Zhou's well-behaved face just now became a little stiff, "Who do I share a dormitory with?"

The three people around suddenly realized that something was wrong, Qiu Minglang held Jiang Zhou down, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, Brother An lives next door to us, small problem, small problem."

"not me..."

"Old Dai, I have a question I want to ask you!" Zuo Yang picked up the paper and got up, and when he brought it in front of Lao Dai, he found that it was a physics problem. Let's discuss it together.

"I want to be with Jiang..." Jiang Zhou struggled to stand up.

"Xiaozhou!" Jiang Linan slapped the competition question in his hand, and said coldly, "Sit down."

Hearing this slightly sullen tone, Jiang Zhou had no choice but to suppress his dissatisfaction, and shut his mouth with an unhappy expression.