After the Xueba character was exposed

Jian Yao: "Oh."

He looked at the language book indifferently, flipped a page and read it, and waited for Zhao Jin to turn around before quietly giving him a middle finger behind his back.

When he closed his hand, Jiang Zhao's eyes flashed past Jiang Zhao. Jiang Zhao just finished clearing the books in the bag, turned around and hung the almost empty school bag on the bench, and then turned back to start reading.

He didn't turn his eyes to Jian Yao's side the whole time.

Jian Yao: "..."

Forget it, anyway, his platform has collapsed and there is nothing left.

He bowed his head and read the Chinese document silently. When class was about to end, Fang Yan, the Chinese teacher, walked up to Jiang Zhao and whispered a few words in his ear, then walked out the back door with a paper he handed over.

The teacher was not there, and when the get out of class bell rang, everyone automatically dismissed the class.There is a half-hour big break after morning self-study in the sixth middle school, the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, and morning exercises at other times. Now because it is the summer vacation, the big break is free activities by default.

During the morning self-study, the sound of reading is intertwined. After class, some go to the supermarket cafeteria in groups, and some hang up in the corridor. The classroom is quiet, and half of them lie on their seats to catch up on sleep.

The sun was already very hot at this point, and it was so hot outside that it could burn people, Jian Yao absolutely didn't want to take a step outside.

When he was about to finish class, he was worried that he would be a little awkward with Jiang Zhao when he sat back later, but when he really rang the bell, he realized that he was worrying too much again.

This girl is faster than the bell.

Jian Yao threw the book on the table, stretched his legs and paralyzed on his side, and took out his mobile phone from the belly of the table.

There was no movement at all on WeChat, but QQ was quite lively. Zheng Mengyang sent him several messages.

Zheng Mengyang: Yao, save me

Zheng Mengyang: [Picture] [Picture]

Zheng Mengyang: Hurry up

Zheng Mengyang: QAQ

"..."

Jian Yao glanced at the news time, the earliest one was 15 minutes ago, he clicked on the picture and zoomed in, it was a small physics test paper, with a total of four big questions on the front and back pages.

He realized the inner breakdown from Zheng Mengyang's expression, and typed.

Jian Yao: Just finished standing, do you still want to save?

There was almost a second reply: Yes, yes!make it fast

Jian Yao glanced to the right, Zhou Xuanyi was already snoring, and her deskmate was not there.He retracted his right foot and stepped on the bench bar, tore up a piece of draft paper, read the first question again, and calculated the main information and pictures at the beginning.

At first glance, it was clear that this question was written by Zheng Mengyang's physics teacher. The physics teacher in his class is the leader of the physics team. He is known as the killer king in the world. He has many years of experience in writing questions for the college entrance examination.

But this time it was done well, probably because of the beginning of school, the killer king was not so ruthless, mainly to grasp the basic knowledge.

Jian Yao quickly finished one or two small questions, and was just about to start the third question when the window glass beside him was knocked twice.

The stack of books on his right hand was too high, and he couldn't see through the window, and he couldn't see out either, but the sound still made his hands tremble, and a tadpole's tail slipped behind the equal sign.

He craned his neck unhappily and looked out over the book tower, and gave Shang Jiang Zhao a cold face that deserved to be beaten.

"Why?" Jian Yao asked with a look of disgust, his voice was not loud, mainly to let Jiang Zhao see the shape of his mouth.

Jiang Zhao raised his hand holding the paper, pointed his middle finger at the back door, and moved his mouth twice: "Open the door."

"..." Jian Yao looked at Jiang Zhao's actions and felt that he was connoted.

He opened the door lock with his backhand, turned over the draft paper with the other hand, and then turned his head to watch Jiang Zhao sit down next to him.

Jian Yao was still sitting in a boneless half-paralyzed position, with his left leg stretched straight behind Jiang Zhao's bench. After Jiang Zhao sat down, he pressed the paper on the table and took a pen to write.

With Jiang Zhao in Jian Yao's hands, it was difficult for him to perform well. He twirled a pen around ten times flexibly in his hand, and finally took out his mobile phone to poke Zheng Mengyang's head.

Jian Yao: Brother, I can't save you

Zheng Mengyang:? ? ? ? QAQQAQ

Jian Yao let out a muffled laugh, quickly took a screenshot to save the evidence, then clicked on the camera function, and took a photo in seconds with Jiang Zhao's phone erected, although the face was blurred, he could see his face clearly.

Jian Yao: Look who this is

Jian Yao: Is your mouth open?

Jian Yao: People are not only in our class, but also sitting next to me

Zheng Mengyang:? ? ? ?

Zheng Mengyang estimated that the situation was tense, so that after sending a series of question marks, Jian Yao didn't send anything else. Jian Yao locked the phone, retracted his left leg and stepped on the crossbar, and threw away the pen to hold his hair in a daze.

He clicked on the title photo and looked at it, meditating on the steps in his mind, and when he exited, he found another message from Zheng Mengyang.

Zheng Mengyang: Is Jiang Zhao doing my paper?

Jian Yao was stunned for a moment, then swept over Jiang Zhao's right hand, and the pen was pressing the small physics volume, and the first question had been written.

He clicked on the photo he had just taken to enlarge it. In the photo, Jiang Zhao's desk looked like it had been brushed over with a brush. Zheng Mengyang could see it, and he probably had a microscope in his eyes.

Jian Yao: Yes, I just went upstairs to get it

Zheng Mengyang: QAQ

Zheng Mengyang: QAQQAQQAQ

Jian Yao: ...

Grass.

Jian Yao understood what Zheng Mengyang meant in a second, and he wanted him to go to Jiang Zhao for an answer.

Don't even think about it.

He re-locked the phone and threw it into the belly of the table, and continued to hold his hair in a daze, suddenly belatedly felt that this was stupid, but he couldn't find anything else to do.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't know why she slept like a pig at this point last night. He had no one to talk to, and he didn't want to go out to blow hot air. There were people around him who couldn't write the topic.Half-hour breaks became long and unbearable.

Jiang Zhao turned the paper over and began to write the third question. Jian Yao looked over and couldn't look back.

It was the first time for him to watch a top student doing a problem up close. He saw Jiang Zhao draw a horizontal line on the key point, and then began to solve it. The process was extremely smooth, and the pen didn't even pause. Jian Yao held him for a while. , It only took 4 minutes for a big question of medium difficulty.

After Jiang Zhao finished, he started the last question without any hesitation. The answer to the third question was completely revealed. The process of solving the question was compact and neat, and Jian Yaoren was dumbfounded.

He can also do the questions very quickly, but the words must be faster than his eyes. He must not be able to do it as calmly as Jiang Zhao.

So if there is no comparison, there will be no harm. Jian Yao felt that his self-esteem was hit invisibly.

He also wanted to observe Jiang Zhao's problem-solving steps secretly, but Jiang Zhao didn't give him the chance, and stood up with the paper after finishing the last problem.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Jian Yao's brain twitched, and he raised his hand to grab Jiang Zhao's arm: "Wait a minute."

Jiang Zhao: "?"

Jian Yao raised his head and looked at Jiang Zhao for two seconds, so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to get in.

Grass... what is he doing.

Jian Yao managed to maintain a normal facial expression, and pointed his chin at the paper in Jiang Zhao's hand: "Your... is the physics quiz for the experimental class, right?"

Jiang Zhao: "Yes."

"A friend of mine is also in the experimental class, and now he is looking for answers all over the world." Jian Yao paused after speaking, and asked tentatively, "Can you lend me your paper?"

Talking face-to-face is not like online chatting and you can withdraw it. Jian Yao felt his face hurt a little, and the man's face was about to be torn apart. Just as he was about to say, "Forget it, you can go." Jiang Zhao's paper had already been handed over.

Seeing that he didn't answer in a daze, he urged, "Hurry up."

"..."

Jian Yao didn't have time to think about anything else, he took the paper and took out his phone stiffly to take a picture of the front and back, then turned around stiffly and handed the paper back, seeing Jiang Zhao waiting expressionlessly by the door with arms folded, he smiled, "Thanks."

Jiang Zhao said "Yes", took the paper, opened the door and left.

The door closed again, and Jian Yao was relieved to have finally unloaded the rice after carrying [-] catties of rice.

He rubbed his face, cursed in his heart before sending the answer to Zheng Mengyang.

Campus life has not changed much with the addition of a deskmate. The main reason is that this deskmate is as quiet as a background board. He is either writing papers or looking for papers to write all day long. Others are relatively unfamiliar and only dare to watch from a distance. Recently, Jian Yao doesn't want to talk to him.

It was not until the end of school that night that Jian Yao became emotional towards the name Jiang Zhao, and it was still annoying.

Songyang School hasn't started yet, and it's active at home at this point. Normally, Jian Yao would go to the small room to stay and wait until after ten o'clock, but it can't work today.

When he walked downstairs to the hut, he remembered that someone was living in the hut now.

"Tsk." Jian Yao kicked the stones at his feet with some gloom, walked into the alley and prepared to go to the black Internet cafe at the back for a while.

As a result, before his butt was warmed up, he was so angry that he rushed back from a message on his phone.

Before Song Mingqiang came home, there were only Li Jiao and Song Yang in the room, Jian Yao slammed the door hard, walked to the door of Song Yang's bedroom without changing his shoes.

Li Jiao came to the door just in time, and said with an unkind expression, "Why are you making such a big noise? Song Yang is doing homework, don't make noise."

Jian Yao put the phone on Li Jiao's face, and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

The Alipay interface displayed on the screen was the 300 yuan that Li Jiao just transferred to him.

"Living expenses." Li Jiao said calmly, "Didn't we agree yesterday? It's for this month."

Say hello.

Jian Yao held back his fury, he hated to quarrel with others, he yelled like Li Jiao without caring, his appearance was really embarrassing.

Jian Yao: "I said how much I should give."

"Why do you want so much money? Is it enough? I also said, if you really don't have enough money, ask me for it. Why don't I give it to you?" Li Jiao said confidently, and finally waved her hand directly, " That's enough, don't talk about it, if you think it's less, go talk to your grandma, she has a lot of money anyway."

Listen to this bullshit.

Jian Yao was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, he took a few deep breaths before calming down, pointing to Song Yang who was sitting in the bedroom: "It's fine if you don't give it to me, but my grandma gave me the money, you don't get any money Don't think about spending it on Song Yang."

Li Jiao changed face when she heard Song Yang's name, and shouted with a tearing voice: "What do you mean! Song Yang is your brother! Why are you so selfish!"

"I didn't treat him as my younger brother, nor did I treat you as my mother." Jian Yao frowned, his voice trembling with anger, "If you have the ability, go tell my grandma that you don't want my son anymore. "

After he finished speaking, he saw Li Jiao's distraught look, turned around and went back to his room.

Jian Yao knew that Li Jiao didn't dare to go to his grandma to tear her face. Grandma must be against him, and only Li Jiao would suffer at that time.

But he couldn't expose Li Jiao's true face in front of grandma.

Grandma is getting old and can't take care of him, and he can't worry about him being alone. He doesn't want grandma to worry.

He seemed to be in a deadlock, he could only stand in a stalemate with Li Jiao, meeting was like fighting, and he couldn't relax for a moment.

He couldn't think of any other way except to finish the college entrance examination and stay away from this group of people.

Really annoying.

The screen of the phone suddenly turned on, Jian Yao glanced at it, and a WeChat message came from the center of the screen.

Jiang Zhao: [Transfer] Please confirm receipt

Jian Yao froze for two seconds, frowned and clicked into WeChat, Jiang Zhao transferred 1200 to him, followed by a note of "rent".

Jian Yao had just quarreled with his mother over money, and this man transferred the money in a blink of an eye, and he was also very good at timing.

He knows that it is very naive to vent his anger on others, but he still can't suppress his temper. To put it bluntly, he is just a child, and he has already performed supernormally without getting angry in front of Li Jiao. Scared?

Y: Is it less?

Y: My grandma told me that the rent is 1500, and it will be settled in March, and the difference will be made up.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a liar, only a fool will transfer the money to him directly.

Jian Yao looked at the screen and smiled slyly. He didn't know why, but he was very happy. He waited for Jiang Zhao to refute him. It would be best for the two of them to have a big fight.

As a result, Jiang Zhao sent him three money transfer messages in succession.

The first 300 remark is supplemented, the last two are 1500 each, and the remark is the second and third respectively.

Jian Yao is numb.

What the fuck does this guy mean?Local tycoon?Give money without blinking an eye?

Jian Yao was so angry that he rushed to the top of his head, and poked at the keyboard of the mobile phone with the momentum of a tenth-level keyboard warrior.

Y: Are you badass? ?Do you know if I'm a liar and you just transfer the money?I said how much is it?You have a lot of money? ? ?Then I want to tell you that I am a liar, I will run away after taking the money, who are you going to cry to? ?

Jiang Zhao:.

Y: I am convinced that you are a pig

Jian Yao stopped at the beginning of the second paragraph. Looking at Jiang Zhao's full stop, his back gradually became stiff.

I...fuck.

What the hell are you talking about.

Jian Yao turned off the fire in an instant, his whole body was soaked in embarrassment, a blush crawled from his shoulders to his ears.

He stared at the screen in a daze for three seconds, then pressed and long pressed the green square with a wooden face to choose to withdraw, and then locked the phone.