Occasional ABO

Bai Zhijing and Song Baobao ate breakfast at the small stall outside the school, each ordered a deep-fried dough stick and two tea eggs, and placed the shape of "100" on the plate, holding chopsticks in both hands as incense, and bowed respectfully Two prayers.

"That's it?" Song Baobei asked anxiously.

Bai Zhijing nodded with a serious face: "We are worshiping Confucius, and we have already made up our minds. He will bless us to perform supernormally, Amen."

"Why are you still Amen?" Song Baobao questioned, "Amen and Master Kong belong to the same school?"

"You're still making sarcastic remarks when you're about to die," Bai Zhijing punched him resentfully, "You don't care if he's a sect, use whatever you have! There are so many gods in the sky, if you can't keep them all, you can hear us called."

Baby Song thought for a while, and thought it made sense, so he closed his eyes and began to pray: "Amen, Amitabha, Allah bless..." After speaking, he opened his eyes a little, and asked Bai Zhijing in a low voice: "Jing'er, are there any other schools?"

Bai Zhijing added to him from the side: "Taishang Laojun is as urgent as a law!"

Unlearned and inexperienced, the two worshiped all the gods they knew at the breakfast stall, and after holding the Buddha's feet temporarily, they felt that they had a solid foundation in their hearts, so they sat down and started eating fried dough sticks.

Jing Feifei got off the bus, with a chain of keys hanging around his neck, and holding a copy of "Must-Memorize Knowledge Points in Politics in the First Grade of Senior High School" in his hand, and buried himself in the text while walking.

Bai Zhijing saw this little four-eyed tablemate from a distance, raised his hand and said, "Fly! Here!"

"Zhijing! Baby!" Jing Feifei ran to them quickly, holding the little booklet, and said with a frowning face, "What should I do, Zhijing, I'm really stupid, I can't always memorize political knowledge points , no wonder my dad always said that I am stupid than the pigs in my hometown in the countryside, I really have no brains, no brains!"

While he was talking, he still hit his head with his fist, Song Baobao quickly stopped him, staring at him and said: "If you can't memorize it, you won't be able to recite it! Don't hurt yourself, you only have one life, cherish it, you know! "

His solemn tone startled Jing Feifei, and he waved his hands at a loss: "I didn't harm myself..."

After Li Fu's incident over the weekend, Baby Song is now very sensitive to the proposition of "cherishing life".

"Don't talk to him," Bai Zhijing kicked a plastic stool over to let Jing Feifei sit down, "Why are you in a hurry, isn't it a political issue? What's so difficult about it!"

He spent all Saturday afternoon memorizing political textbooks, promised to ask him questions, and he could answer one out of every three questions correctly, with a correct rate of one-third. This is a major breakthrough!

Bai Zhijing scored 42 points in the monthly political exam last time, and this time he is confident to attack the passing line.

He was terrified, and felt that he had mastered it, and he could become an official and a leader by memorizing political books for two more days.

"Zhijing, you're really amazing." Seeing that Bai Zhijing was confident, Jing Feifei sighed and said, "Unlike me, I'm just a pig's brain, I'm just too stupid and have a low IQ."

"It's just a bit of talent." Bai Zhijing shook his hand, crossed his legs and said, "I'll give you a debut question, and check how your memorization is going."

Jing Feifei put his hands on his knees, obediently like a primary school student.

Bai Zhijing cleared his throat, waved a deep-fried dough stick to reprimand Fang Qiu, and asked in a dignified manner, "How to promote the sound and rapid development of the national economy?"

"Oh, I'm so stupid, really," Jing Feifei was about to cry, "I've memorized this question before, why can't I remember it well!"

Baby Song snickered, and patted Jing Feifei on the shoulder: "Fei, although you are good at math, you still have to work hard in liberal arts!"

"I only remember six points," Jing Feifei continued, "the first point is to adhere to the road of independent innovation, improve the ability of independent innovation, and build an innovative country..."

He had an expression that made life worse than death, wishing he could engrave the three big characters "I'm so stupid" on his face, with a tactile operation on his mouth, knowledge points popped out one by one, all of them were Bai Zhijing and Song Baby don't understand words.

"Jing'er," Baby Song leaned over and asked quietly, "Can you recite this question?"

"Yes, yes," Bai Zhijing smacked his lips, "but I can only do a little."

Baby Song then asked, "Which point?"

Bai Zhijing was a little ashamed, scratched the back of his neck: "The national economy depends on everyone, you can make money if you work hard."

"...That's it?" Baby Song rolled her eyes to the sky.

Jing Feifei recited a long list of key points in one breath, and Bai Zhijing and Song Baobei were dumbfounded.He breathed a sigh of relief after reciting it, and looked at Bai Zhijing pitifully: "Zhijing, I can't recite it well, don't think I'm stupid, I know I'm stupid, but I just can't remember, why can't I remember?" stay!"

Bai Zhijing Erlang's legs didn't turn up, and he stopped waving the fried dough sticks. He pointed to the book "Politics Must Be Knowledgable in Senior One" and said, "Fei, you continue to memorize your books, and Dabao and I will have breakfast."

Jing Feifei envied and admired: "Zhijing, you really have a plan."

Bai Zhijing smirked twice, how confident is he, his only hope now is this fried dough stick and two tea eggs on the dining table, praying that God has the eyes to give him a hundred points, then he can also be regarded as the old Bai family Added luster to the glory.

He ate all the food on the plate, burped, and went to the boss to ask for a deep-fried dough stick and two tea eggs.

"Are you still eating?" Song Baobei was dumbfounded, "You are not afraid to hold on."

"The one I just ate was perfect for Chinese, and I'll eat another one for mathematics." Bai Zhijing said.

Song Baobao thought about it, and hurriedly asked for a copy: "Then I will also eat mathematics."

The two ate the math portion and then the English portion. Although the tea eggs were replaced with quail eggs, they almost strangled themselves to death. With their bulging stomachs, it was difficult to stand up from the chair.

"Jing'er—hiccup!" Baby Song said while hiccupping, "Then we can add up—hiccup—[-] in Chinese and English this time!"

"It must be full marks." Bai Zhijing's mouth was filled with the smell of egg yolk, and his stomach was filled with nausea, "Confucius bless you, Amen."

Jing Feifei raised his head from the political handbook, looked at Bai Zhijing, then at Song Baobao, and said with a confused face, "Isn't the perfect score in Chinese, Mathematics, and English three subjects [-]?"

Bai Zhijing: "...fuck! I forgot to get a total score of [-] in each subject in high school!"

Song Baobei: "Bai Zhijing, I'll kill—hiccup—you!"

"Didn't you just tell Fei to cherish life?" Bai Zhijing kicked him, "Why do you only cherish other people's lives, but not mine!"

Jing Feifei adjusted his glasses, and said with emotion: "Zhijing, I really envy you. You can still joke around at this time, unlike a stupid pig like me who gets nervous when it comes to exams."

Although the exam week had a bad start, Bai Zhijing and Song Baobao were used to it, anyway, after so many years of exams, they didn't pass the exam at all.

After the last English test, Xu promised to pick him up at the school gate by bicycle. Bai Zhijing saw the promise from a long distance away, his eyes lit up, and he hurried up.

"Why are you here!" He tugged on the sleeve of the promise, his face flushed, "You college students really don't know how to keep a low profile. I'm still a high school student, and the school doesn't allow puppy love."

"I won't let you pick it up, right?" Xu Xu raised his eyebrows, got on the bike and said, "Then I'm leaving?"

"That won't work," Bai Zhijing quickly climbed into the back seat, wrapping his arms around Xu Xu's waist, "There's still me!"

Jing Feifei caught up panting, and greeted Xu Xu obediently: "Brother Xu Xu."

Promise smiled and nodded.

"Zhijing, how many solutions did you write down for the last big math problem?" Jing Feifei asked Bai Zhijing, "I came up with three solutions, and the other two were written on scratch paper and handed in, but I think there must be more." A simpler algorithm, what do you think?"

Don't talk about the solution, Bai Zhijing just wrote the word "jie" mixed up.

"I also think there is, but we don't need to pursue shortcuts too much. The key to solving problems is the process. The more complicated the method, the more we can enjoy the process."

Jing Feifei was fooled by his words, and stared at Bai Zhijing adoringly.

Xu Xu couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Bai Zhijing quickly pinched Xu Xu's waist.

"Fei, I won't tell you anymore, let's go," Bai Zhijing shook his calf, showing off in his tone, "Promised to pick me up, he came from the Medical University, it's a long way away, but I’m really not afraid of hard work.”

Xu often came to No. [-] Middle School to pick him up from get out of class. What he used to say to Jing Feifei was "my brother is here to pick me up", but today the subject of the sentence was naturally changed to "promise", with a subtle intimacy and charm.

But Bai Zhijing himself didn't pay attention to this detail, neither did Jing Feifei.

The three said goodbye at the school gate, and on the way back to the alley, Xu Xu asked Bai Zhijing, "How did you do in the exam?"

"It's okay," Bai Zhijing hurriedly said, "I was born to be a farmer."

"Why do you want to be a farmer again?" Xu Xu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that he had given up on himself because of his bad grades in the exam, "Do you want to farm?"

Bai Zhijing was very melancholy: "It's just to see the face of God! The farmer's harvest depends on the sky, and my test score also depends on the sky."

This theory is quite reasonable, Xu Xu was amused, and rubbed his head with his backhand.

"Where's Dabao? Not with you?"

Usually after the exam, the two idlers, the leader and deputy leader of the Wild Bear Gang, have to hang out in the Internet cafe for a long time, but today I didn't see Song Baobao.

"He went to Yigao to look for Li Fu." Bai Zhijing hugged the promise's waist, happily thinking about the future, "We will play with Li Fu more in the future. I have already agreed with Bao'er. When Li Fu recovers Alright, let's take him to fly. Li Fu said that his greatest wish is to travel around the world by plane, and also want to go abroad for further studies, but he can't do it now, but he can do it later."

Children don't seem to understand the concept of congenital heart disease plus asthma, but the promise is very clear.

At the military training base, he accidentally saw the scar left by the operation on Li Fu's chest, which was enough to judge the extent of his disease.

"You're a medical student, and you'll treat Li Fu's illnesses later," Bai Zhijing had a sudden thought, and said with promises, "If you treat diseases that other doctors can't treat well, then you'll be famous! Can't Li Fu be alive and kicking! This is called killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone!"

He said two idioms in one breath, and snapped his fingers proudly.

Xu Xu couldn't bear to puncture the little guy's fantasy, and said softly: "Okay, this plan is good."

Bai Zhijing was even happier.

After another weekend of fun, the score will be released on Monday.

Bai Zhijing didn't care about grades at first, but now that he is the deputy squad leader, he more or less has some small expectations in his heart.

After class exercises, the rankings are released, and the class rankings are posted on the wall, and a group of people gather around to watch.

Bai Zhijing thought about it but didn't dare to go up, he knew how much he was, and after so many exams, most of the questions were ignorant, so he felt lonely temporarily.

People around me discussed that the school is really ruthless. This time, the self-proposed questions in the mid-term exam turned out to be so difficult, especially in mathematics. Except for Jing Feifei who got a perfect score, No.2 was less than [-]. This kind of question is also very difficult for students. up!

Bai Zhijing's heart clicked, and he thought that he probably only had thirty or forty minutes left, and he really felt sorry for the class teacher.

Their math teacher was the head teacher, and at that time they directly appointed Bai Zhijing as the deputy head of the class, and said something that moved Bai Zhijing so much.

"Fuck!" A member of the class named Tian Hao squeezed out from the crowd, trotting to the side of Bai Zhijing's seat, "Zhijing, you can do it!"

"What's wrong with me?" Bai Zhijing went in without knowing.

"You got 93 in the math test!" Tianhao patted Bai Zhijing, "This time there are only eleven people in the class who passed!"

Bai Zhijing let out an "ah", and was really stunned.

Is this God opening his eyes, or is God blind?