After the Xueba character was exposed

Jian Yao has always been in a peacock state about two aspects of himself. Not only is he confident, but he is also very proud. These two aspects are grades and appearance.

Needless to say, his appearance, he had received many love letters and small gifts in junior high school, and sometimes he couldn't help but praise the handsome person in the mirror when he looked in the mirror.There is nothing to say about the results, it can be seen directly with various data.

He had never been deficient in either of those areas all his life, and even in high school, he was pretty happy with who he was.

In fact, he doesn't like to compare with others, and he doesn't like to be compared by others, so every time Zhao Jin tells him what is good about Jiang Zhao, he goes in one ear and out the other, and never takes it seriously.

All he cares about is his own grades, whether he is making progress, and whether he can do better. As for what other people are like, he pays little attention and is too lazy to pay attention.

But now he suddenly discovered that the reason why he was indifferent to the grades of other people around him was because he had never met someone like Jiang Zhao.

It was okay when this person was just a powerful person in his impression, but now he suddenly broke into his world, he had to pay attention, and then he realized that Jiang Zhao was really powerful.

It's also really underwhelming.

Looking at the two words in the white box on the screen, Jian Yao understood for the first time what it was like to vomit blood.

The blood didn't come out, but he felt that he was injured internally.

Y: I misread brother

Y: I wrote too fast, I saw that the answer circled the wrong place

Jian Yao was eager to explain to himself, but he felt like a dumb man eating coptis, he couldn't express his suffering, and then he regretted it.

If he had known that he would be so much faster than Jiang Zhao, he should have checked it a little after he was done, but now it is not worth the candle.

Jian Yao looked at the pale words he sent out, even though he was separated from Jiang Zhao through the Internet, Jiang Zhao didn't know who he was, but he still felt that his face was completely lost, and he didn't even leave a grain of powder.

Then soon he received a reply from Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao: Oh

……Oh?

Oh, you motherfucker!

Jiang Zhao is a guy who has his thunder point. He is usually very angry when he sees people posting this word, and now he is even more angry.

Y: Really okay

Y: No, let’s do two more matches, two wins out of three

Jiang Zhao: No

Y: Don’t be cowardly, there are just two English papers, or a few other subjects are also fine.

Jiang Zhao: gone

Y:?

Jiang Zhao: Just keep this one, and finish the rest

Y:. . .

Jian Yao carefully counted the papers piled up on the table, there are sixteen in total, including several sets of four-page large papers.

Did he and Jiang Zhao live the same time?

It's not impossible to finish the papers in one day, but Jian Yao doesn't like it. Doing the same type of questions repeatedly is sometimes a waste of time and has no effect on improving grades. It's better to combine work and rest to relax.

But everyone has different habits, and he doesn't need to worry about how Jiang Zhao arranges his time. He just wants to prove to Jiang Zhao that he is not good at it.

Not only is it not good, but it is also awesome.

He had never been so eager before, and without thinking about it, he typed and asked.

Y: What are you going to do tomorrow?

Jiang Zhao: Homework

Y: gone?

Jiang Zhao: [picture]

Jiang Zhao took a picture of the cover of a competition book, and Jian Yao had some impressions, as if he had seen Jiang Zhao write it at school before.

He used to do competition questions when he had nothing to do, but he just found a set of papers on the Internet, printed them out and wrote them casually. He had never bought such a highly targeted competition book.

And later he felt that it was too brain-intensive to do competition questions, and he didn't take the direction of competition, so he didn't get involved in this aspect at all.

But now, he accidentally opened a certain treasure, found a competition book with the same style as Jiang Zhao, and placed the order without hesitation.

For nothing else, he just doesn't believe in evil, and he wants to fight Jiang Zhao to the end.

His favorite subject is mathematics, and he must not lose in this area.

The book was delivered early on Tuesday morning, Jian Yao filled in the school address, and couldn't resist going to get it at noon.

After getting it, he sent Jiang Zhao a WeChat message, asking him to play math.

Jiang Zhao didn’t seem to bring a mobile phone with him to school. Anyway, Jian Yao didn’t see him take it out to use it, so Jian Yao didn’t plan to make an appointment today. He often saw Jiang Zhao use this book at school, so he took it out to read and write when he was free on the table. , I didn’t take it home except on weekends.

He returned to work with the package, Zhou Xuanyi was holding the rice bowl and turned around to talk to Jiang Zhao, Jiang Zhao was working on the problem as usual.

Their school cafeteria is very small, and the food is not very good. There are very few people eating there. Some students are given meals by their parents, such as Zhou Xuanyi, and most students eat boxed lunches in various small restaurants near the school, such as Jian Yao.

As for Jiang Zhao, Jian Yao didn't know what kind it was, because he had never bumped into this girl to eat.

Seeing the package in Jian Yao's hand, Zhou Xuanyi asked, "Have you bought a book? A novel or a comic? A magazine?"

"Junior high school teaching assistant." Jian Yao said without thinking, "I bought it for my brother."

"Oh, you are a devil." Zhou Xuanyi complained, took a bite of his meal and turned back.

Jiang Zhao also glanced at the book, and Jian Yao threw the package into the bag without changing his face, and then returned a cold look.

Anyway, Jiang Zhao couldn't see the book when it was wrapped up, but Jian Yao was very confident, he sat down on the bench when he finished his sight, took out his mobile phone and slid under the table to read.

Although he and Jiang Zhao had a lot of communication on WeChat, the main reason was that Jiang Zhao didn't know who he was, and the relationship between the two at school was not very good.

The tablemates haven’t spoken much for so long, and they looked at each other as if they were about to fight. The two had no conflicts before, but somehow they just couldn’t get along. It seemed that there was a gap between them, but no one found a way to cross it, and neither did they. people looking for.

Jian Yao didn't look at anything, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had been refreshing the interface all the time, he was suddenly a little irritable, and swiped a few pages of the screen as if venting his anger, and suddenly wanted to open again.

He was the last one in school, and the distance between him and Jiang Zhao was about as long as the bottom of the Pacific Ocean to the top of Mount Everest. If he could cross it, there would be ghosts.

He threw away those messy thoughts, thinking about going back tonight to do a few questions to find out how he feels, and then let Jiang Zhao remember to bring the book back tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, when school was over in the afternoon, he saw Jiang Zhao take the book out of the book tower on the table and stuff it into his school bag.

So when Jiang Zhao replied to his message at night, he gave Jiang Zhao a challenge without even thinking about it.

The competition questions are completely different from the questions given by the school, and they require skill and proficiency. For a rookie like Jian Yao who only knows a little bit, he will lose a lot when compared with Jiang Zhao.

Jian Yao felt that all his peacock feathers had been plucked, and the gap in the school was about to be brought to the Internet, especially when he asked Jiang Zhao if he was going to take part in the competition, Jiang Zhao's answer was "no". .

Jian Yao gave him two rows of supercilious eyes.

Y: Why do you do it if you don't take the competition?

Jiang Zhao: Don’t you too?

Jian Yao knew that Jiang Zhao was referring to the competition papers left with him, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Why did you go to the competition papers to do it?It seems that during that time, I kept hearing people say that so and so won the competition award, and they even praised it so much that they wanted to praise it to the sky, so he went to the competition paper with curiosity, wanting to know how difficult this thing is, can it stump him?

Why did you give up later?It seems to be because of a big fight with Li Jiao.

Quarreling is the most exhausting thing. Jian Yao has given up a lot of things since he was in high school, and sometimes his passion and passion can disappear after a single fight with Li Jiao.

He suddenly remembered that he was actually very competitive, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to buy a competition book just to compete with Jiang Zhao. Now that he thinks about it, he is really stupid.

What is the comparison between two people who don't use the competition channel, the competition questions, should they be compared to the usual school exams?

But the highest score in his school test was only [-].

There is still a difference between the self-assessed score and the teacher's grade, especially Chinese, and Jian Yao's handwriting is ugly.

An idea flashed through his mind, and he typed to ask.

Y: How much did you score in the senior high school entrance examination?

Jiang Zhao: 512

They scored 520 in the high school entrance examination except for physical education, and Jiang Zhao deducted eight points.

Jian Yao opened his screen with confidence in an instant. He never deducted [-] points in Chinese in junior high school.

So he must report back.

Y: Food, so much deduction

Jiang Zhao:.

Jian Yao understood the meaning of this symbol, Jiang Zhao was the top student in the high school entrance examination, he was really crazy to say that suddenly.

He dug out his senior high school entrance examination report card from the cabinet, took a picture with his mobile phone, and cut out the first name and language column together, and sent the rest to Jiang Zhao.

Y: Did you see that? Full marks

Jiang Zhao: Chinese 80?

Y: fart

Jian Yao felt a little regretful, he kept the report card in the cabinet all this time, and he almost forgot it with great difficulty, but now he took it out and recalled it again.

He looked at the "0" under the language column, and felt his heart twitch.

Y: I didn’t take the Chinese test, my grandma was sick and sent her to the hospital

Sometimes it was such a coincidence that his grandma cooked him a table of delicious meals the night before to reward him, a candidate who was about to take the senior high school entrance examination, and the two of them planned when to move to the side of the school.

On the day of the exam, grandma suddenly fainted in the kitchen.

By the time I took grandma to the hospital and Mrs. Lan rushed over, it was already past the exam time.

It was a fluke that he was able to get into this school. Last year, the admission threshold was low, and he also had the [-] points given to students for the exam, which together just hit the threshold.

Jiang Zhao didn't reply for a long time, Jian Yao stared at the screen, wanted to confide something several times, clicked on the input box and typed a few letters, but he deleted them again.

What could he confide in? He told others about his family's bad news, and others would just treat it as a story. Jiang Zhao's refusal to reply was already obvious, and he was not interested in listening to stories.

Y: You should be lucky, if I pass the exam, it will be me

Jiang Zhao: Oh

You are so stupid again.

Jian Yao can't wait to hit Jiang Zhao's people through the screen.

Y: Don't you believe it? ?It is impossible for me to deduct eight points for Chinese

Jiang Zhao: at least 10

Y:? ? ?reason

Jiang Zhao: The words are too ugly

Y:. . . . . .

Jian Yao rolled [-] million eyes at the screen, found out the bunny fan emoji and posted two pages, ending the conversation.

Ever since the two started playing against each other online—mainly when Jian Yao went to Jiang Zhao to play chess, Jian Yao's life has become much more fulfilling.

He found the joy of writing competition questions, and sometimes he would write with Jiang Zhao, but the main content of the matchup was the weekend experimental class homework and the weekly weekly test.

Jian Yao was not accurate in estimating the scores of the big questions in the weekly test, and he couldn't count them all into full marks, so he only compared with Jiang Zhao.

Then this week, he unfortunately made another mistake.

It's fine if you really don't know how to do it, but after reading Jiang Zhao's problem-solving steps, Jian Yao found that he had misunderstood the conditions of the problem.

He vomited blood straight at the phone screen, wishing he could go back in time and let him write it again.

In the end, he could only hang his neck and type to Jiang Zhao: It will be impossible to deduct points next week.

He was full of anticipation and confidently waiting for the arrival of the next week's weekly test, but he failed to seize the opportunity.

At noon on Thursday, he received a call from Mrs. Lan telling him that his grandma was going to have an operation this afternoon.