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Although Bi Ziyun restrained his arm, Fang Nan still fixed his eyes on Zhou Yi who was squatting on the ground: "Apologize."

Zhou Yi covered his nose, supported the wall and slowly stood up from the ground.His nose was swollen high, and a faint bloodstain flowed from his nostrils, looking embarrassed and funny.

Bi Ziyun turned her head and looked towards the half-open door.Fortunately, the voice of the morning reading in the classroom was very loud, just covering the sound outside the door.

Zhou Yi glanced at Fang Nan, but didn't dare to say anything, just wiped the nosebleed off his face, and bowed his head deeply towards Bi Ziyun: "I'm sorry."

Hearing what Zhou Yi said, Fang Nan finally let go of his tightly clenched fists.

He turned his head and asked Bi Ziyun, "Do you forgive him?"

Those tossing and turning nights, those unforgettable nightmares.

Those disgusting and disgusting videos are the culprits that make you have a psychological shadow.

Bi Ziyun, will you choose to forgive him?

"The school can remove your sanction."

Bi Ziyun stared at the embarrassed Zhou Yi in front of him, and said word by word: "However, Zhou Yi, I will never accept your apology."

"Also," he saw Zhou Yi's gaze started to look around again, and continued, "If you dare to mention today's incident to anyone, I will tell the teacher everything you did before. Listen to me."

After saying these words, he grabbed Fang Nan's arm and dragged him into the door.

After entering the classroom, Bi Ziyun immediately let go of Fang Nan's arm, and returned to his seat without saying a word.

Suddenly being dragged back to the classroom by Bi Ziyun in front of the whole class, Fang Nan was still a little unresponsive.However, he gradually discovered that ever since Bi Ziyun returned to the classroom, he had become silent.

Fang Nan looked at Bi Ziyun's back with his head bowed and flipping through the book, and suddenly he didn't know what was going on in his head.

Bi Ziyun took out his Chinese textbook, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find which passage the students read.He simply threw the textbook aside, hugged the schoolbag in his arms, and rested his chin on the desk.

He tossed and turned last night and didn't sleep well all night, just waiting to come to the classroom the next day and ask Fang Nan that question.

Have you ever seen that movie, and if you did, what was going through your mind?

If Fang Nan said, he had seen it.

Well, from now on, I have a bold guess, and then, what should I do next, and how should I face Fang Nan?

If Fang Nan said, he hadn't read it.

Apart from feeling a little more lost in my heart, it seemed to have no other meaning to me.

But until just now, when Fang Nan raised his fist and punched Zhou Yi's nose hard, he suddenly didn't want to know the answer.

He and Fang Nan are like two ends of a balance.

He is the object at the left end of the balance, and Fang Nan is the weight at the right end of the balance.They are equal in weight and equal in mass.But once he asked that sentence, the balance would be tilted, and maybe they would never go back to the past.

To him, Fang Nan is a collection of all the good things in the world, and also the most dazzling light in his life.He is a person who is always unhurried, as if nothing will disturb his rhythm.

But it was such a rational person who swung his fist at Zhou Yi today.

The bell rang for the end of self-study, and Bi Ziyun was lying on the desk, ready to catch up on the last sleep before the first class.

Intuition told him that this would be a good dream.

The final exam of the first semester of the second year of high school was scheduled for the second week after New Year's Day. With the exam approaching, the learning atmosphere in the class was much stronger than usual.

One of the important reasons is that Brother Pig threw a time bomb at the students in today's class meeting.

Pi Ge said that according to the statistics of the previous stage examinations, in the other five liberal arts classes in the second year of high school, three students ranked among the top [-] in each examination.

This also means that if anyone gets the third place in Class [-] in the final exam this time, he or she is likely to pack up and leave.

Although Pige also said that he would try his best to compete with his grades, only recruit new people, and try not to kick out the veterans in the class.But obviously there are not so many positions in the class, so the possibility of this matter is unlikely to be possible.

On the last day before the exam, the school does not have evening self-study.After school in the afternoon, Pugh asked some boys in the class to stay, and was responsible for moving tables and chairs and posting seat numbers in the examination room.

Song Huaishu had just returned from the playground when he saw Bi Ziyun was stuck at the door of the classroom with two sets of chairs on his shoulders.

He saw that Bi Ziyun was desperately trying to squeeze out the door, so he quickly stepped forward to help: "I usually don't notice it, but I didn't expect you to be quite strong."

"I have been playing the violin since I was a child. What I practice is not the piano, but arm strength, you know that?"

After coming out of the classroom, Bi Ziyun cheerfully said to Uncle Huai.

The two moved all the unused tables and chairs outside the classroom, and were about to rest on the big balcony for a while, when they looked down, they found a group of people gathered in front of the statue of Confucius downstairs.

"What are they doing there?" Bi Ziyun asked Uncle Huai curiously when he saw a group of people lined up in front of the statue and bowed.

"You don't know this. The liberal arts worship Confucius in the teaching building, and the science science worship the statue of Newton in the administrative building. They all want to pass every exam." Song Huaishu said to Bi Ziyun, "But your uncle and I have never believed in these things. For dead things, they are all imaginary, let me tell you who you should worship."

Fang Nan held a stack of printed seat numbers in his hand, and was going to stick them on the desk when he returned to the classroom.

As soon as he walked to the door of the class, he saw Uncle Huai standing on the balcony, waving at him from a long distance away.Seeing that Bi Ziyun was there, he turned around and walked towards the two of them.

"Brother Nan, come here," Uncle Huai said to him, "Yes, just stand here and don't move."

Fang Nan was a little confused, but he still did what Uncle Huai wanted: "What's wrong?"

Song Huaishu handed the hand warmer to Bi Ziyun, then took a step forward and stood at attention in front of Fang Nan.Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes and clasped his hands together towards Fang Nan: "Fang Xueshen, Fang Xueba, bless me, Song Huaishu, for my success in this exam, my mother will give me a new mobile phone, and my father will take me to play in Jiuzhaigou, amen .”

The corner of Fang Nan's mouth twitched, it was all a mess.

"Okay, it's your turn." Song Huaishu took a step back and pushed Bi Ziyun who was next to him, "Blessed by the god of learning, I will try to keep you alive."

Pushed by Uncle Huai, Bi Ziyun almost slipped, and when he managed to stabilize his figure, he found himself standing opposite Fang Nan.

Fang Nan saw Bi Ziyun walking over, his cheeks were slightly hot: "Don't follow him crazy."

Seeing that Fang Nan was looking at him, Bi Ziyun pretended to clasp his hands together in order to ease the awkward atmosphere, and said half-jokingly, "I don't have anything to ask for, then—then bless me to pass the math and not be kicked out." Class [-] will be fine."

"What else is there, ah, yes... Amen."

He thought of Song Huaishu's pious concluding remarks, scratched his head again, and added something with a smile.

He thought that going through the process like this would be enough to deal with it, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Fang Nan looking at him very seriously.

"Just like Uncle said, keep the test and keep the spirit." Fang Xueshen said, "You will definitely pass the test."

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

47. Sophisticated

The first round of the final exam, Chinese subjects.

Bi Ziyun is good at Chinese and literature. Apart from his love of reading since he was a child, he actually has a little bit of talent.

For example, reading comprehension, whenever they encounter a question about the central theme, other students will go to the text to find the answer, desperately trying to dig out the author's intention to express.What he was thinking about in his mind was why the questioner wanted to ask this question, and which key points would give him points.

After answering all the questions in a logical manner, and spending another hour to finish writing the composition, Bi Ziyun put down his pen in satisfaction, and turned over the neatly written answer sheet to cover it.

When taking the language test, Bi Ziyun never did a second check. He firmly believed that his answer was not much different from the standard answer. He was so confident and stable.

But in the mathematics class in the afternoon, looking at the function geometry full of papers, the self-confidence that student Bi had accumulated with great difficulty was shattered to pieces on the spot.

When he reached the fifth multiple-choice question, he couldn't understand what the question was talking about.

I feel like this is the end...

Bi Ziyun's heart felt colder than the cold wind outside the window.

Because he was the bottom No.1 in the class, he was assigned to the second examination room of liberal arts this time, while most of his classmates, including Fang Nan and Song Huaishu, sat in the first examination room.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the classmates around him, and found that everyone was writing books at their desks. It seemed that everyone except himself thought these topics were trivial.

The strength of these students sitting around him should not be underestimated.As long as I don't pay attention, the fat tall guy in the front and the ponytail girl in the back may take away my place in Class [-].

No, you can't be so pessimistic.

Bi Ziyun took a deep breath, stopped and twirled his pen, trying to calm himself down quickly.

Unable to do three questions in a row, he simply turned the paper to the back, wanting to read the big questions first.

Probability questions, basketball red balls, he knows this question.Arithmetic series, one, two small ask him no problem.monotonous