After sitting at the same table with the mean school

Xia Xingyao spent half the night copying Wu Zhe's bad handouts.He copied one, and Wu Zhe picked it up to appreciate one, and compared it with his own ugly characters, he fell into a deep inferiority complex.

But after thinking about it for a while, the low self-esteem suddenly turned into happiness.

What's wrong with the ugly word?Good-looking boyfriend characters are fine!

He sincerely packed up the handouts that Xia Xingyao had copied, placed them on the table, scanned them carefully and sent them to Moments.

Since Zheshen doesn't post much on Moments, he occasionally posts one, and the comments below instantly increase.

After 2 minutes, he saw that in the comments, the students of the national training team interacted.

- Zheshen started self-recruitment training?A lot of money a day?I also want to get some money for a computer

Reply: -Does Xiangshen also want to engage in training? There is an institution in our city that costs [-] yuan a night. Do you want to go?

Reply: - It is better to conduct competition training, self-recruitment is not sure about the direction

Reply: - that's right, that's still a little bit of Zhe God

……

A group of people actually started exchanging PY trading information in the competition training market.

The juniors in the mathematics group of the second year of senior high school are in a state of confusion:

-Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooty ! !

-Brother Zhe's handwriting is beautiful

Wu Zhe: "..."

Damn, didn't you see that this word was not written by Laozi himself?

Wu Zhe took Xia Xingyao's attention at the bottom very calmly, pretending to be aggressive, and showing off quietly.

Before going to sleep, Xia Xingyao sent him back a soy-faced expression of rolling his eyes.

But Wu Zhe thinks that Huangdou's face is so cute.

Before the self-enrollment class started on Saturday, Wu Zhe and Xia Xingyao first went to the printing room to pick up a bunch of photocopied handouts.

On the way to the lecture hall of the science and technology building, Wu Zhe was a little nervous. He held Xia Xingyao's hand and played slowly all the way, sighing: "Xia Xingyao, I can't teach well."

Xia Xingyao frowned: "I heard that you did a good job in the mathematics group?...Don't you often help substitute for the class?"

Wu Zhe: "Substitute for the competition group. Didn't any seniors in your physics group come to teach the class? You just sat on the podium to do self-study and answer questions.... I only gave two lectures on number theory, and I bet they didn't understand it. "

Xia Xingyao felt that it was hard to put it into words: "Now that things are coming to an end, what should we do?"

Wu Zhe said, "That's right...so before I came to the stage, my only wish was for Xia Xingyao to kiss me and heal me."

Xia Xingyao took two quick steps, then turned around and said quickly, "Then it's better for you to embarrass yourself on stage."

"..."

Wu Zhe swallowed his anger and still had to substitute for the class.

They went early, and this time Xia Xingyao took a seat near the front.Wu Zhe put a stack of handouts on the podium, and he sat silently on the podium, propping his chin and watching his classmates making noise.

To be precise, it was Xia Xingyao.

He saw Xia Xingyao lowered his head and wrote something, and frowned, as if thinking.As if thinking about it again, he stretched his brows and wrote a paragraph with a pen in his hand.Under the cold light of the auditorium, his fingers were so white that they were almost transparent, and the nails on the fingertips were slightly rounded, with a rose-like pink color.

Looks good, Wu Zhe looked at it for a long time, and finally heard the sound of the bell ringing for class.

He stood up and closed the front door of the lecture theater, turned around, stood on the podium, his expression changed, and he became cold and impersonal: "Hello, everyone, my name is Wu Zhe, and I am here to explain inequalities on behalf of Teacher He in this class. If you don’t have a handout, come up and get it.”

More than 100 pairs of eyes were fixed on him, but he was not timid, and said blankly: "Let's start with a few common methods. Zoom in and out, and look at the first sample problem in the handout..."

There were whispering voices underneath, he didn't care so much, he just went straight to work, he was very handsome.

So calm, so majestic, and so smooth, Wu Zhe felt that he played well.

After finishing what was written in the handout, Wu Zhe spent a whole session of self-study in the evening, standing on the stage and lost in confusion: ... what to talk about next?Why is it all over, so quickly?

Just when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he waved his hand, get out of class is over!

When get out of class was over, more than 100 people who were suppressed by Zhe's aura and dared not speak became active. Someone mustered up the courage to go to the podium and asked Wu Zhe to repeat the questions that he didn't understand.

Wu Zhe said it again.

"No... I didn't understand, can you explain it again? How is this auxiliary function constructed?"

Wu Zhe: "... I can see it." He frowned, pondered for a while, and asked hesitantly, "According to the form of the inequality, can you reverse it?"

He's not sure about the normal way to do some of the questions, because for most of them, he really can tell at a glance.

To him, those numbers are like a group of docile friends, obediently arranged in a simple form in front of him, he can almost see through the core of the question at a glance, and then get a concise answer.When doing multiple-choice questions, the four options in his eyes are "A: the answer is B", "B: yes, I am the answer", "C: choose B", "D: don't look at it and choose B", do When it comes to big questions, the clue of the topic in his eyes is "Obviously, the construction of auxiliary functions is as follows: ...".

So he couldn't even judge the difficulty of many questions.

It's all too easy.

What you lose is only the correct rate of doing the questions, but what I lose is the ability to judge the difficulty!

It took Wu Zhe one class to finish his handouts, and there were two classes left, so he had nothing to do.But for the matter of loyalty entrusted by others, there must be something more to say.So Wu Zhe asked everyone to write the last four questions attached to the handout, and then simply explain the answers in the next class.

In the third period of class, when he was talking about the first question, he propped his arms on the blackboard and wrote two symbols first, then suddenly turned around and smiled.

This was the first time that ruthless Gao Lengzhe laughed in three classes, and a girl suddenly gasped underneath.

Wu Zhe said with a smile: "Xia Xingyao, stand up, how do you write this question?"

On the stage, Wu Zhe looked at Xia Xingyao, who was speechless, expectantly.

Xia Xingyao stared at him, his eyes said: Are you sick?

However, the face that should be given still has to be given. Xia Xingyao slowly talked about the answer and process of the first question, and Wu Zhe nodded while listening: "That's it."

Then Wu Zhe repeated Xia Xingyao's method, and then talked about several other methods.

Turning to the second question, Wu Zhe supported the podium and smiled again: "Xia Xingyao, what should I do for the second question?"

Xia Xingyao: "..."

Are you crazy?

However, Mr. Xia still gave Teacher Xiao Wu face while disgusting him, and quickly finished the second question with a blank face.Wu Zhe agreed very much: "That's right. Let me say it again..."

In the third question, Xia Xingyao raised his eyes and threatened, if you step on the horse and call me again, you will probably get beaten.Wu Zhe was able to bend and stretch, and calmly finished the third question by himself, and now it is the most difficult fourth question.

The fourth question has surpassed the difficulty of the college entrance examination, and it is a bit of a competition.Xia Xingyao spent an hour writing on Wu Zhe's self-made topic before he found a way to prove it.

Wu Zhe rolled his eyes, and began to roll his name with a blank expression: "The second boy in the third row—yes, the one who has been staring at my yellow suit, buddy, it's you. How do you do this question?"

Boys in yellow clothes...

It was Xu Kunming.

Xu Kunming's face flushed instantly.

Not only because he couldn't answer the questions, but also because Wu Zhe didn't even know his name.

And he also felt that Wu Zhe was targeting him very much.

He said with difficulty: "I don't know..."

Wu Zhe asked, "Does anyone know?"

No one said a word.

Everyone buried their heads low, and for a moment, Wu Zhe's figure overlapped with the figures of several devil teachers, and it was pointed out that he was socially dead.

Wu Zhe sighed: "Forget it, everyone doesn't know this question, let me explain it. ——Oh, those in yellow clothes, sit down."

"...So the proof of the original proposition is complete." Wu Zhe wrote the flamboyant "QED" on the blackboard, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you understand?"

Down there, as quiet as a chicken.

Wu Zhe lowered his voice a little, propped himself on the table, and asked with a smile, "Xia Xingyao, do you understand?"

Xia Xingyao: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, someone tried to ask tremblingly: "...Well, the third step in the middle proves, how did you push it to the fourth step?"

After the three self-enrollment classes ended, many people fled immediately as if they were pardoned, and Xia Xingyao slowly packed his things in his place.Wu Zhe wiped off the handwriting on the blackboard, jumped off the podium, transformed from Gao Lengzhe into a puppy hook in an instant, and asked, "Xia Xingyao, is my lecture okay?"

Xia Xingyao smiled: "Come here."

"?"

Xia Xingyao was sitting, and Wu Zhe bent slightly to look at him. The black eyes under the long eyelashes were gentle and joyful, like some kind of bird.Xia Xingyao suddenly didn't want to hit him anymore, and affirmed softly: "Yes, God Zhe spoke very well. I understand everything."

Wu Zhe cheered up, and stood beside him with folded arms, waiting for Xia Xingyao to pack his schoolbag, with a smile on his face all the time.Many classmates, those who didn’t know him, bid farewell to him. When they said goodbye, he also said goodbye to others with a smile.

Since "Damn Auntie Liu forgot to make the bed for the guest bedroom again" happened every day, Xia Xingyao and Wu Zhe shared the same bed for N days.

Just every day.

Before going to bed at night, with the bedside light on, Xia Xingyao played with his mobile phone for a while, while Wu Zhe was chattering beside him, reciting texts and actively preparing for the next exam.

Top ten, wait for the Lord.

Click, the light went out.

Xia Xingyao was in the dark, and suddenly asked, "Wu Zhe, why are you targeting Xu Kunming?"

Wu Zhe was puzzled: "Who is Xu Kunming?"

"...you don't know him?"

Wu Zhe: "So many people, do I have to know all kinds of cats and dogs?"

Xia Xingyao said in a low voice, "It's the man in the yellow suit you called today, in our class, he was second in the monthly exam last time, don't you know him?"

Wu Zhe said vaguely, "...he. I remember his face. I heard him speak ill of you."

"……What did you say?"

"Just say, you, the physics competition, for a long time, the provincial team didn't get in. ... Said that you didn't do well in the monthly exam, and you didn't do well at both ends. Is he sick? It's none of his business how you do in the exam. ? He cares about you so much..." Wu Zhe suddenly woke up, "He won't have a crush on you, will he?"

Xia Xingyao was speechless: "Shut up."

Wu Zhe boldly and carefully carried Xia Xingyao into his arms even with the quilt, and while inhaling his fragrance contentedly, he said, "I don't think this man is very good. I have to find a chance to beat him up."

Xia Xingyao said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble."

Xu Kunming's family has quite a background in the education system. There is an uncle who works as the teaching director in the F next door, and someone in the family works in the provincial education department, so he is not someone to be messed with.

It stands to reason that his family background is good, how could he act so petty and like to gossip about people behind his back?

Xia Xingyao didn't want to understand.

He grew up with countless unconditional favors, and he is insulated from the word jealousy.