two-way provocation

In the end, the "eagles and chickens" sports activities did not get away with it.

Qi Mingyu and Meng Ju were not only deducted points by the academic affairs teacher, but also ordered to do twenty push-ups each.

Seeing the two of them kneeling down and being punished obediently, the instigator of the whole incident, Mr. Jiang, retreated tactically in a happy mood.

After the big class break, the sophomores returned to their classes one after another to continue their classes.

Class [-] is a physics class, and Dong Xue, the head teacher, is standing on the podium.

In his early 40s, he has been teaching at Fengwai for more than ten years, and he is considered a relatively experienced and prestigious teacher.

Most of the head teachers would say a few digressions before class. Dong Xue stood in the front row of the classroom and looked around the class. Her eyes especially stayed on the seats by the window for a while.

"It seems that the school's external training for competition students has ended, and I heard that the grades of our class students are very good, congratulations."

After her words fell, there was a tacit applause in the classroom.

"However, we can't slacken our tails. There are more important competitions and cultural lessons to prepare." Dong Xue said as she took out a few registration forms from the folder on the podium table and asked the students in the front row to pass them over.

"This is the registration record just issued by the school. You guys should fill it out and hand it in, so that the political education teacher and the competition team can check your attendance in the future."

There are only four contestants in class one, apart from Qi Mingyu from mathematics and Bai Junyang from chemistry, Qi Ran and Xiao Xiao who sit at the same table as her are all physical contestants.

Several people took the form and filled it out separately.

After Qi Mingyu finished the push-ups, he washed his hands in the water room. The drops of water on his palms were still wet, so he wiped them with a paper towel and told Qi Ran, "Just fill it up for me."

Qi Ran nodded in response, and transcribed a copy for him according to his own information, but accidentally wrote it smoothly, and filled in his subject as physics.

Although the competition subjects of the three groups of digitization and physicalization are different, the training schedule is generally the same.Qi Ran simply handed in the mistake and was too lazy to correct it.

Dong Xue collected all the forms and put them back in the booklet, and took out a stack of single-page volumes to distribute. "Okay, let's do an in-class quiz in the rest of the time. The questions are a bit difficult, and the students who get the papers will start answering immediately, and try to hand them in before get out of class ends."

Although Qi Mingyu dropped out of the school's half-month course because of preparing for the math league, he is still able to cope with the high level of the test paper.

It took only ten minutes to finish all the questions, and I lay down on the table to rest sideways.I accidentally saw my new deskmate staring at the scenery out of the window in a daze, and only my name was written on the physical paper under his arm.

He tapped the corner of the table lightly.

"En?" Jin Chen looked away from the outside.

"Do it quickly, or I'll make room for you later." Qi Mingyu raised the test paper in his hand, signaling to wait for him to hand it in together.

Jin Chen frowned slightly, took off the cap of his pen and lowered his head, struggling for a while with the completely incomprehensible questions on the paper.

The subjective questions are all subjective, and even Meng has no way to start.In the end, I could only randomly fill in a few numbers and formulas and hand them over to the people around me.

"Can't you be a little more serious?" Qi Mingyu only glanced briefly, and knew that there was no correct answer on his paper.

The deskmate leaning against the window licked Qingyi's lips: "I've tried my best."

Thinking of this person's double-digit score in science and comprehensive science, and his speech in the morning that he thought he had potential in science, Qi Mingyu gave a light snort in disagreement.

"Why do you have to?"

Take two pieces of question paper and go to the podium to hand in the paper.

When passing by Qi Ran's side, he slowed down his pace slightly, touched a stick of black water from her desk, and quietly corrected two strokes on someone's answer sheet while walking.

In any case, zero points are too ugly.

Because of the test results in the morning, Jin Chen was called to the office by the head teacher as expected during the self-study class.

The contestants who went to grandma's house quietly stood in front of Dong Xue's table, knowing what the conversation was about without her opening.

"Have you made a decision about the matter we discussed last time?" The female head teacher picked up the thermos cup and drank throat tea, and then asked with a pleasant face.

"En." Jin Chen nodded, "I still want to stay in the science class."

Dong Xue's eyes fell on the student in confusion, and then she smiled again: "Jin Chen, tell the truth to the teacher, do you really like materialization?"

"I don't mean to be embarrassed, I just find it strange. Your foundation in liberal arts is very good, and your main subjects are also strong, but science and comprehensive... I always thought that you were not interested in these subjects, so you chose to give up subjectively, but in fact, you Instead, you like it?"

Teacher Dong's words are euphemistic, but to put it bluntly: with your IQ, you would never have made physics look like this with a little effort in the past.

"I'm really interested in science, and I'm really not good at it." Jin Chen answered without hesitation.

"I can understand, but given your current situation, studying science is definitely more difficult than liberal arts. It is self-evident that the choice of sub-subjects has an impact on the college entrance examination, and you still have to consider it carefully. Otherwise, go back and discuss it with your parents?"

Dong Xue's attitude is not tough, she just put forward pertinent suggestions out of concern.

"No teacher." Jin Chen said in a gentle voice, "My family has always respected my wishes."

Ever since his father passed away, my aunt has indulged and doted on herself to a certain extent.Even if she dropped out of school now, she would not have any objections, let alone the choice of arts and sciences.

"Okay, since you insist, then stick to your own ideas for the time being." Dong Xue opened the desk drawer and took out a form from it.

"Our school has a certain number of recommended foreign language students every year. This is the selection registration form. I know that you grew up in a multilingual environment and are proficient in several foreign languages. If you participate in this, you will have a very big advantage."

Dong Xue handed the form in front of Jin Chen, and said with a smile, "After all, all roads lead to Rome, even if you decide on a goal, you must try something different."

Although Jin Chen listened carefully to what the teacher in charge said, he still involuntarily looked at the open drawer.

In addition to the recommendation form, there is also the registration form for competition students that has just been received, and the names of several familiar students in the first class are filled in on it.

After thinking about it for half a minute, Jin Chen finally said, "If I must choose the auxiliary path, I want to try learning the competition."

The unexpected answer made Dong Xue stunned for a moment, and then she was inexplicably relieved.

Because of the influence of the "Strong Foundation Project", a large number of contestants have begun to give up this path. At this time, they are still willing to participate, probably because they really have enthusiasm.

"The competition is very hard. The few top-notch students in our class are all from the elite class of the junior high school, and they have been sleeping in the competition building for many years. How much do you have to pay to keep up with them when you become a monk halfway through... Jin Chen, the teacher still hopes more You pick what you're good at."

"Teacher Dong, I want to try."

Seeing the students' insistence, Dong Xue had no choice but to say more.After all, regret is more difficult than failure.

"Okay, then I'll contact Coach Feng from the math competition group later and listen to his opinion."

Jin Chen subconsciously glanced at the report form in the drawer again, and there was actually a certain guy's name marked with the word "Physical".

For the current situation, this request is too difficult to say.

The boy took a deep breath in the quiet office, and smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Mr. Dong, do you think I have a chance to try...the physics competition?"

Dong Xue's movements of flipping through the book suddenly stopped, as if she was surprised by the shocking nonsense she just heard.He raised his neck stiffly, facing a pair of clear and beautiful pupils.

After being dumb for a while, the female head teacher said word by word: "You scored nine points in today's physics quiz."

"..." Jin Chen lowered his head and chuckled.

I thought it was zero.

After dinner time, Qi Mingyu skipped evening self-study.

Although he had verbally rejected the invitation to play, he still kept his body honest and pushed open the door of "Number Nine" on time.

The billiard hall, which has always been lively, was cleared out today, only two young men with flamboyant hair were guarding the bar.They have been with Jiang Xun for a long time, so naturally they all know Qi Mingyu, and they also know that the relationship between the two is very close.

Seeing someone approaching, he quickly stood up, helped to open the door of a private room next to him, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Xun is inside."

Qi Mingyu nodded and walked in. As expected, there were about twenty people gathered in the small private room.

A small part of them are high school students wearing various school uniforms, and the rest are young people of all kinds.

There were obviously many vacant seats in the room, but none of the people went to sit, and stood in a circle around the pool table quietly and tacitly.

Jiang Xun's thin figure was leaning on the sofa, with two thin straight legs folded together and resting on the glass square table.The windy school uniform on her body also hung loosely under her shoulders, revealing half of her paper-white complexion.

If it weren't for the four distressed boys lying down or on the ground under his feet, the demeanor of the sick and weak scholar would not be inconsistent at all.

"Here it is."

Jiang Xun moved his feet away from the table, raised his hand to take off his pair of highly prescription silver-rimmed glasses, and rubbed the slightly sore acupuncture points on both sides of the bridge of his nose.

After wiping the lens twice, he put it back on again, without looking at the person who fell to the ground.

"In order to keep my two legs, do you dare not come?"

Qi Mingyu walked to the cue stand, took one casually, and handed another one to Jiang Xun. "Hurry up and hit two shots, I still have something to do."

While talking, another male high school student standing by the table has already helped to arrange the ball.

"Okay." Jiang Xun glanced at his indifferent expression, took the cue, and waved his hands to the people on both sides, "You guys go out and make peace, don't bother me."

Brother Xun changed his mind?Didn't you just want to solve it yourself?The sudden turning point made the followers standing around look at each other in blank dismay.

click.

Jiang Xun's tee shot slipped, but two balls of different suits still fell into the pocket.

The quietness in the private room was a bit scary, Jiang Xun leaned over to aim at a certain pocket full-color ball and dribbled twice, and slammed into the hole with a clang.

"Can't understand people's words?"

"Understood, brother Xun." Only then did the crowd standing around react, grabbing the few people on the ground and retreating together.

Qi Mingyu took the gun powder from the table and wiped it lightly, looking at the person next to him who was obviously upset, and asked knowingly with a smile: "Why, do you want to fight anymore?"

"Didn't someone beg you to intercede? Why are your ears so soft?" Jiang Xun held the club with his slender fingers, and bumped the balls into the pocket one after another.

After a while, he cleared Qi Mingyu with one shot, without even giving him a chance to sit on the table.

Jiang Xun is indeed an expert at flirting, and there are countless battles that have been arranged with talk, but there are not many who can actually do it.Because more than half of the grievances and disputes will be resolved peacefully by Qi Mingyu.

In the morning, Jiang Xun seemed to be announcing his presence, but he was actually asking for opinions.

If Qi Mingyu doesn't come, let Jiang Xun decide today's affairs.But if he comes, this fight cannot be fought.

This is the tacit consensus between them, and it is also the way of getting along between Mr. Jiang and his "little brother".

With a slight hum, Qi Mingyu took out his cell phone from his pocket, and received a WeChat message from Qi Ran.

[There is another surprise when I come back. ]

Why is it not over yet?

Putting down the cue that hadn't been warmed up, he raised his foot and kicked Jiang Xun lightly.

"gone."

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xun frowned unhappily before finishing the second game.

Qi Mingyu put his hands in his pockets, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Go back and see what kind of tricks my new deskmate is playing on me."