Bug II [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Qianshu fell into a coma after touching the bed, and slept until twelve o'clock at noon. Her mother couldn't stand it anymore, and pushed her to wake up: "Get up and do homework."

Wen Qianshu was stunned from sleep, and sat on the bed in a daze.Her mother slapped her on the forehead: "Get up, I haven't done my homework."

Wen Qianshu was at a loss, she was not woken up by the photograph, but subconsciously looked at the alarm clock: "12 o'clock—"

"Isn't it time for lunch?"

"Eat." The woman stood up and threw her clothes, "I think about eating all day long!"

Wen Qianshu rubbed his eyes, sat up, and began to dress slowly.A man's voice came from outside the door: "Let her sleep for a while, it's a rare holiday."

The woman frowned and went out, closing the door: "What is a rare holiday?"

"Do you know how the gap came out—it's free time, a little bit of accumulation—"

Her voice was muffled by the door, Wen Qianshu got out of bed after getting dressed and stepped on her slippers.Wen Qianshu scratched his hair, pushed the door open, greeted him again, and said, "How many times have I said, put on your socks, the cold will enter your body!"

Wen Qianshu: "..."

Wen Qianshu had no choice but to look for socks again, and while walking, she was slapped from behind, which caught her off guard, and she trembled in fright: "Back is straight!"

"The collar is fixed!"

"The buttons are fastened!"

"Eat with meat and vegetables!"

"Don't be picky eaters!"

"Eat more meat!"

Wen Qianshu has been told that women go out to hold parent-teacher meetings.She randomly took out a test paper and saw that it was physics, so she wrote her name on it when she heard the loud TV sound coming from the living room.

Wen Qianshu pushed open the door of the room, and saw the man with his legs spread out, slumped on the sofa holding the remote control, and saw her startled: "Too loud?"

This man also looked like her father, but Wen Qianshu had no experience with his father, so he nodded after thinking about it.

Man: "Then do you want to watch the game together?"

Wen Qianshu: "..."

Wen Qianshu: "No, thank you."

Wen Qianshu thought for a while and said: "Could you please lower your voice?"

Man: "Oh, yes."

So the voice really dropped "a little"—he lowered it by a notch.Wen Qianshu gave up resisting, closed the door, and tried to do his homework again, when a shout suddenly came from the living room: "Good shot! Well done!"

Wen Qianshu supported his head, covered one ear, and continued writing physics.

There is an invulnerable thing in the physics world-the slider, so for many years, the questioners have played around the slider.

But maybe their conscience found out that considering the emotional needs of the slider, they no longer let it stand alone, and began to slide two sliders, one large and one small, stacked together, two sliding together, and two sliding together on the conveyor belt, When Wen Qianshu wrote that the two were placed on the slope and the slope slipped on the conveyor belt, she suspected that the teacher wanted her to die.

"Pretty!"

There was also a sudden clapping outside, "It's so beautiful!"

Wen Qianshu wanted to knock himself unconscious with the slider.

Later, the woman came back, her body was still chilled, and she didn't even have time to put down her purse, so she came to Wen Qianshu.So outside the door was the sound of the TV, and inside the door was an analysis paper: "Why are you so poor in Chinese? Your Chinese teacher told me specifically..."

Wen Qianshu looked at his paper with his head propped up, he was fifth in the class—everyone failed the Chinese test this time, so Wen Qianshu couldn't have been more miserable.

"The English teacher said that you are not bad. But it's better to accumulate more vocabulary. I heard from her that she even assigned a fourth-level vocabulary memorization for the next class, and she has been silent for half of the book. You should also memorize it—"

Wen Qianshu felt that he needed to remind her: "The class next door is Class Six."

Woman: "So?"

Wen Qianshu: "It's our rocket class, and the requirements are relatively high."

The rocket class in No. 6 Middle School is the top class, but it's not the first class, but the sixth class. It seems that their head teacher thinks "[-]" sounds good.

In the rocket class, the junior high school students in the district are selected three months before the senior high school entrance examination, and the best 60 students are selected to enter the No. [-] Middle School directly.It is said that most of the courses must be completed in the first year, and directly participate in the senior three exams in the second year, and prepare for the competition during the period.

But Wen Qianshu didn't know about the specifics.

But when it comes to Class Six, Wen Qianshu thinks of the girl from Class Six who walked with Jiang Mingyue—she seems to know Jiang Mingyue very well—

Woman: "Don't make excuses, they can, but you can't?"

Wen Qianshu: "Okay, I'll recite."

Woman: "Don't be perfunctory to me, be kind to me verbally, if you don't study hard, you will be like your father in the future..."

"Look, you just keep making excuses. If you don't study hard, you won't do well in the Chinese test."

Wen Qianshu was a little dazed by her, trying to sort out the logic: "Aren't we discussing English? I didn't make excuses for my English, and I didn't study hard—"

Wen Qianshu gave an argument: "The score is quite high."

"That's why I nourished your brain, so you have a good memory. I told your father a long time ago that you must eat these things..."

Wen Qianshu's mouth twitched.

2333 gloated: "Oh, one thing falls one thing."

And Wen Qianshu, Wen Qianshu already wanted to go back to school.

She did exactly that the next day.

Wen Qianshu went to knock on Shen Ting's door early in the morning, trying to trick her out and go to school to do homework.Grandma Shen Ting rubbed her hands and stuffed Wen Qianshu with an egg: "Study hard in the morning, good work."

It is clear from these floors that Shen Ting's father is handsome, and this handsomeness is more or less from his mother.Although Grandma Shen is old and wrinkled, she has a high nose bridge, big eyes, and a bright and healthy body. little flower.

Grandma Shen saw Wen Qianshu staring at the flowers, and raised her hand to touch them: "Tingzi picked a bunch of flowers before, and they kept them in the water without drying up, so I want to bring them to me today."

She smiled and complained to Shen Ting: "How old am I and what do I look like?"

Wen Qianshu also laughed: "Of course I have to wear—"

She looked around Grandma Shen, fixed her eyes on her eyes again, and smiled: "This flower complements you, your skin is fair, and you look good in red."

Shen Ting proudly said, "Let me just say it."

Grandma Shen was embarrassed, and smiled: "Really?"

Shen Ting: "Really, you listened to me right, when you go out to buy vegetables, people will definitely praise you."

"Don't listen to Shen Ting's nonsense." Wen Qianshu smiled, "How can this be her credit? It's obvious that grandma is good-looking."

Shen Ting: "Hey, you—"

Grandma Shen smiled, and conjured another egg for Wen Qianshu: "This is for you too."

Shen Ting couldn't believe it: "Grandma? Isn't that mine?"

Wen Qianshu: "You come and grab it."

Shen Ting: "Stop!"

Grandma Shen: "Slow down, slow down, watch out for the stairs."

As soon as Wen Qianshu went downstairs, he threw an egg to Shen Ting.

The two leaned downstairs, peeled and ate the eggs, threw the eggshells into the trash can, wiped their hands, and went to push the cart again.

Shen Ting searched for a long time but couldn't find the car. Just as she was about to get anxious, Wen Qianshu asked, "Is your car upstairs?"

Shen Ting: "Ah, yes."

"I'll go get it."

Wen Qianshu: "Don't go up and get it, you have to move it up again at night, just take my car."

Wen Qianshu teased her: "One egg for the fare - your grandma gave it all to me."

Shen Ting smiled: "You said, don't cry if I can't carry it."

Wen Qianshu: "That's not possible."

So Shen Ting sat on the back seat of Wen Qianshu and put her arms around her waist.

With the little cutie in his arms, Wen Qianshu was so beautiful in his heart that he didn't feel tired after riding for half the distance.

2333:"……"

2333 knew that Wen Qianshu's usual talk about being tired was a lie.

But 2333 didn't have time to ask for confirmation, because Wen Qianshu was stopped before he arrived at school.At that time, she was waiting for the traffic light when she heard someone shouting, "Shen Ting?"

A person ran up to him and said pleasantly, "It really is you."

Wen Qianshu thought to himself.

Sure enough, it was Fang Wenyuan.

Shen Ting smiled and said politely: "Hello". "Wo Li Heng" usually has a small mouth very fast, but when he gets out of the nest, he doesn't know what to say.

Wen Qianshu put one hand in his pocket, held the handle of the car with the other, and smiled: "Yo, this morning——"

She paused for a moment, because she saw a person standing not far behind Fang Wenyuan, with a straight posture, also looking here.

Jiang Mingyue.

Wen Qianshu: "Okay."

Fang Wenyuan: "Okay, okay, are you going to school?"

Maybe because it was outside the school, Jiang Mingyue didn't wear glasses, and her hair was still loose. Her long ink-like hair flowed down, covering her snow-white skin and slender neck, revealing a pair of light-colored pupils.

Wen Qianshu had never seen her like this before, he couldn't take his eyes off, and replied absent-mindedly: "Yes."

Fang Wenyuan: "Go early in the morning?"

Wen Qianshu: "Yes."

Fang Wenyuan: "What are you going to do?"

"Yes—" Wen Qianshu said, "Huh?"

Wen Qianshu: "I'm sorry, what did you ask just now?"

Fang Wenyuan had a good temper, smiled and said, "What are you doing going to school so early? We are going to form a game, do you want to go together?"

Wen Qianshu didn't realize it: "What kind of game should we form?"

Fang Wenyuan: "Of course it's the Homework Bureau."

"Let's go." Fang Wenyuan said, "We can discuss homework together."

Unexpectedly, the girl from Class [-] was also there, drinking milk tea, biting a straw, and greeted them with a smile when she saw them.

They found a board game store, reserved a small private room early, and took out their homework.The girl crossed her legs: "Well, let's play board games after finishing homework."

Wen Qianshu: "You are not looking for someone to play a board game with, are you?"

Girl: "You found out."

She looked at Shen Ting and then at Wen Qianshu: "I haven't introduced myself yet, Luo Qing, the Luo of the camel, the sunny of the sunny day."

Shen Ting was a little cautious: "Shen Ting, the water sinks at three o'clock, Ting next to the female character."

Wen Qianshu: "Wen Qianshu."

Luo Qing: "Ah - I've heard of you."

She poked Jiang Mingyue beside her with her elbow: "Was Mingyue waiting at the same table that day?"

Wen Qianshu: "Sports meeting?"

Luo Qing: "Yes."

Luo Qing rolled her eyes, and before she had time to speak, Jiang Mingyue picked up her schoolbag and threw it to her: "Hurry up and do your homework."

Fang Wenyuan: "Yes, we can copy you if we can't finish writing, but you can only fend for yourself if you can't finish writing."

Luo Qing was speechless.

The sixth class is about to teach the second year of high school, and they don't take the exam with the ordinary class at all, it doesn't count in the ranking, and the homework is also independent.

This led to the homework of the ordinary class and the sixth class were all finished first, which can be called a walking answer book.But it was difficult for Class Six to find the answers to their homework, so they had to copy each other within the class.

"I don't dare to copy each other in the class." Luo Qing, "You know how strong our class is. It's rare to take a vacation. It's about to die. Do homework? Only a few people do it, and the school committee is not good enough. During the last monthly vacation, a lot of people copied π into 2, and wrote a review and cried.”

Fang Wenyuan was puzzled: "Didn't you also copy it?"

Luo Qing: "As witty as I am, I felt that the question was not that simple, so I copied the root number 2."

Fang Wenyuan: "Escaped?"

Luo Qing: "Then what do you think, why I didn't go to the classroom to copy this time, but asked you to come out to do homework instead?"

Fang Wenyuan: "A moment of silence for you."

Soon no one was talking, and a few people gathered around the table and started doing their homework.Without the sound of the football game, Wen Qianshu felt that the questions became more pleasing to the eye. She quickly finished writing a paper and was turning the pages. When she turned her head, she saw Jiang Mingyue with her head down, her hair falling down, perhaps blocking her view , was brushed away by her.Then the opponent's hand stopped on the side of the forehead, blocking the hair and preventing it from falling down.

Just now she was so far away that she couldn't tell, but now that she was getting closer, Wen Qianshu realized that her hair seemed to have just been washed, with a stronger smell of orange or citrus than usual.

Wen Qianshu looked at the test paper, pretended to think about it for a while, but removed the rubber band from his wrist, and handed it to Jiang Mingyue from under the table.Jiang Mingyue was taken aback, and looked up at her, Wen Qianshu smiled, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you bring it?"

Others just thought they were discussing the topic, and they didn't even lift their eyelids.Jiang Mingyue looked at the rubber band in her hand - light blue, the same style as Wen Qian's book.

Jiang Mingyue touched her hair. Her hair was so long that after a while, the ends of her hair were still a little damp, but she replied, "Yes."

"Thank you."

Wen Qianshu had already looked back at the test paper, and smiled, "You're welcome."

Jiang Mingyue gathered her long hair with one hand and tied it with a rubber band.She didn't use a comb, so her usually neat ponytail looked a little messy today, with curls at the end.

After finishing her hair, she turned to open her schoolbag and took a book from it.

At the same time, she pulled a hair rope from her left wrist and sleeve - the black one, which she usually used, and she also kept one in her schoolbag, which was put together with the comb.

Then she pulled up the zipper and kept the two hair ropes inside.

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