I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

This matter is an unspeakable secret, and Fu Zhun has never mentioned it to anyone.

But quietly took root in the unknown heart.

The day before the monthly exam, the study group continued.

Fu Zhun still didn't have a key.

After these few days, Cen Xiao gradually regained his pre-suspension state.

But it is still a bit strenuous to eat back the previous knowledge in one go.

Especially the subjects that need to be accumulated at ordinary times.

Seeing the exam tomorrow, Cen Xiao didn't forget to turn around and wave to Fu Zhun while studying, "Come on."

Fu Zhun glanced at him, and suddenly looked away unnaturally: "What are you doing?"

"Have you finished memorizing the book?" Cen Xiao picked up the compulsory Chinese textbook: "Don't play with your phone if you haven't finished memorizing it, no one will borrow you to copy it tomorrow."

As soon as he said this, several people who were discussing in full swing suddenly became quiet.

The eyes of everyone suddenly became weird.

Cen Xiao didn't know why other people looked at him this way, he was stunned for a moment and then asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xi, who was sitting opposite him, opened his mouth.

She used to be in the same class as Fu Zhun, so she knew Fu Zhun's level.

So she secretly raised her finger to Fu Zhun, and told Cen Xiao in a low voice: "Actually, Fu Zhun's grades are pretty good..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhun pulled Cen Xiao's clothes back: "Have you finished memorizing the book? Don't chat nonsense until you finish memorizing it."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"I'm done reciting." Cen Xiao pulled his clothes back from his palm: "Go and recite yours."

Fu Zhun, who has been quiet for the past two days, now seems to have been pressed some reset button, and suddenly becomes the same as before: "What's the effect of reciting by yourself, you have to pump your back."

"I still have questions that I don't understand." Cen Xiao ignored him, pushed the paper in front of Wenxi, pointed with the tip of his pen, "This question..."

Just in the middle of speaking, Cen Xiao's chair was suddenly caught by someone's foot and dragged back——

There was a harsh sound, and the surrounding students became quiet again.

Cen Xiao frowned, and turned to look at Fu Zhun behind him, as if looking at his own worthless son.

"What's the matter with you?" Cen Xiao was originally impatient, and he couldn't stand being harassed by Fu Zhun over and over again.

"Could you treat me a little better?" Fu Zhun was even more tempered than him: "Why don't you go after Wenxi?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Innocent Wenxi: "..."

"Are you sleepy again?" Cen Xiao dragged the chair back, restrained his temper a little in front of outsiders, and even had a hint of coaxing a child in his tone: "Wait a few more minutes, there are not many questions left."

He was about to pick a few key questions to ask, but Fu Zhun who was behind him poked him on the back with a pen again: "Give me the paper, and I will tell you."

After a pause, he added, "Don't bother other girls."

It's a pity that in Cen Xiao's subconscious mind, Fu Zhun is a scumbag who is even more scumbag than him.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is Xuemo.

During class, he either played with his mobile phone or dragged him to play backgammon. When get out of class was over, he either slept or played basketball.

Homework is also not happy to do, it will be hell if you can get good grades.

"You should figure out your own question first." Cen Xiao didn't bother to answer him.

Fu Zhun: "..."

Wenxi: "..."

With his back to Fu Zhun, Cen Xiao couldn't see his face, but Wen Xi was sitting upside down, so he could see clearly.

Seeing that Fu Zhun's face turned cold, she hastily reminded Cen Xiao: "Actually, Fu Zhun's grades are quite good."

Cen Xiao raised his eyes: "?"

"Really." Wenxi nodded solemnly: "When there was no class division before, his grades in our class were always in the top three. Now that the class is divided into classes, the cultural performance pressure of the art class is not so great. Tomorrow's monthly exam should be the first one. One."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Cen Xiao turned his head in disbelief and looked at Fu Zhun.

Fu Zhun just stared at him without moving, neither of them blinking.

During the long stare at each other, Cen Xiao didn't see that Fu Zhun looked like a schoolmaster.

It was clearly written on his face that "I am a scumbag of evil forces".

However, Cen Xiao's idea was overturned on the day the monthly exam results came out.

Because the sports meeting is just a few days after the monthly exam, and the National Day holiday is after the sports meeting, so the time is very fast.

So on the day the monthly exam results came out, a parent meeting was held.

Students have to drive with their parents, the two desks at the same table are pulled apart, and everyone has to go to the empty classroom to move a small bench and come back to sit next to it.

Sitting in the aisle, Cen Xiao looked at the grade slip that Fu Zhun had pasted on the upper right corner of the desk, and felt that every number on it was very dazzling.

"What?" Fu Zhun tapped the table with his fingertips: "Do you think I'm awesome?"

"Yeah." Cen Xiao nodded expressionlessly: "It's pretty cool to pretend to be a scumbag."

Speaking of this, Fu Zhunke did not admit it at all: "I didn't pretend, it's because you don't have a pair of discerning eyes to recognize a bully."

"I told you that our evil forces love to learn, okay?" Fu Zhun said this more than once.

"I'm quite curious," Cen Xiao recalled what Fu Zhun did in class: "You can also be number one when playing with your mobile phone?"

"I'm not playing, I'm watching the simulation questions." Fu Zhun pulled the corner of his mouth and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Four large characters and a very arrogant punctuation mark were written on the face——

Didn't expect?

Cen Xiao: "..."

A good dog and a man.

He was about to say something when Meng Zhen suddenly poked his head at the front door of the classroom.

Cen Xiao caught a glimpse of her from the corner of his eye, and fell silent for a moment.

After seeing him, Meng Zhen walked over here.

Probably because there were many people around, Meng Zhen's expression was very decent.

She smiled and asked, "Xiaoxiao, how did you do in the exam?"

And Cen Xiao just pointed to the grade slip on the upper right corner of the desktop, motioning for her to read it for herself.

Meng Zhen sat down and looked at the numbers carefully.

At the end, I found that Cen Xiao's grade was No.12 in the class.

Above average.

This result is actually not bad for Cen Xiao who returned from filming after a year off from school.

But Meng Zhen didn't seem to be satisfied at all: "Xiao Xiao, why are you No.12? Didn't I hire you a tutor all weekend?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun at the side glanced at the mother and son, but said nothing.

Cen Xiao didn't speak, and didn't even look at Meng Zhen, just took a vocabulary book and memorized vocabulary.

However, Meng Zhen is still chattering: "I think you live in school and the effect of self-study at night is average. When is the next exam? Mid-term? If you don't pass the top three exams by then, you should go home and live. Mom will give you an exam at night." Ask a tutor."

Hearing this, Fu Zhun couldn't bear it anymore.

After he greeted Meng Zhen with a smile, he complained to his deskmate: "Auntie, isn't this Cen Xiao who just came back from school? His grades are very good."

When an outsider interrupted, Meng Zhen was actually not very happy.

But on the outside, she has always been decent, so her temper is suppressed to death by her.

It's just that after returning home, Cen Xiao became the target of her temper.

Now that there are so many eyes watching, and many parents are paying attention to the grades of this star student, Cen Xiao, Meng Zhen naturally wouldn't lower her face to reprimand a high school student, she just smiled and said——

"You can't look at it that way. We, Xiaoxiao, didn't go to school here before. You may not be aware of it, but Cen Xiao's grades have always been top-notch."

"That's why I have such high demands on him. After all, from No. 12 to No. [-], it's a big step back."

After a short pause, Meng Zhen secretly sized up Fu Zhun.

She has seen countless people, so when she saw Fu Zhun, she subconsciously classified him as an "ignorant dude".

He looks outstanding, and his temperament is not like that of ordinary people.

Only the sloppy look of sitting without sitting gave him the label of "not learning well".

So Meng Zhen subconsciously felt that Fu Zhun's grades should be poor.

She smiled secretly, wanting to educate him, let him take care of himself and not meddle in other people's business.

So she cleared her throat and asked, "Are you Xiaoxiao's deskmate? How did you do this time?"

She leaned over to look at the grade slips on Fu Zhun's desk, and said, "The two of you at the same table have to make progress together. Xiao Xiao, although your grades are a bit mediocre, you still have to help others..."

Before the word "family" could be said, Cen Xiao irritably tore off the grade slip on Fu Zhun's desk and pasted it on Meng Zhen's desk: "I have no room for improvement, I am number one."

Meng Zhen: "..."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"The room for improvement is a bit small." Fu Zhun took a look at Cen Xiao's face and said modestly, "But the room for improvement at the same table is my room for improvement, and we can share a room for improvement."

Meng Zhen looked at the class ranking "1" at the end of the grade slip, and smiled awkwardly: "Then please take care of our little Xiao."

It happened that Xu Qingzhou walked into the classroom and ended this embarrassing topic.

He went to the podium and glanced at the people present. When he saw that the seat next to Fu Zhun was still empty, he asked, "When is your father coming, Fu Zhun?"

"Hurry up." Fu Zhun didn't know who was coming today, let alone where he was now, so he could only deal with it casually.

Fortunately, Xu Qingzhou didn't intend to argue with him: "Then let's start first."

However, for a long time ahead, the seat next to Fu Zhun was empty.

Cen Xiao was silent, thinking of Fu Zhun's poor family background, it seemed understandable.

It is estimated that the parents are busy making money and have no time to hold the parent-teacher meeting, leaving only the top child in the class crying secretly to the report card.

Sure enough, Fu Zhun's "parents" came late when the parent meeting was coming to an end.

It was a middle-aged uncle with beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he had rushed over in a hurry.

Seeing him coming, Fu Zhun couldn't help joking: "Don't break your old cold legs, Liu..."

The word "uncle" twitched around his lips, and Fu Zhun suddenly changed his words: "I have reserved a place for you, Dad."

Uncle Liu, his driver: "?"

Uncle Liu looked terrified that his life was about to die, and whispered: "What are you calling my ancestor?"

"Tsk." Fu Zhun didn't know what he was fussing about, so he whispered, "You have come to give me a parent-teacher meeting, why don't you pretend to be a little bit?"

"It's not that your teacher Xu doesn't know me, he knows who I am." Uncle Liu didn't know where this kid's drama addiction came from.

In the end, Fu Zhun just waved his hand calmly, "It's okay, my deskmate doesn't know."

Uncle Liu: "?"

He turned his head slowly, just in time to see Cen Xiao looking at him.

Seeing Uncle Liu turn his head, Cen Xiao greeted with a smile, "Hello, Uncle."

"Huh?" Uncle Liu recognized him: "Are you Cen Xiao? Are you studying here too?"

"Yes." Cen Xiao nodded.

Meng Zhen at the side tugged at the corner of Cen Xiao's clothes, signaling him not to chat with others.

Although this person was dressed decently, his aura obviously didn't look like he came from a wealthy family.

Meng Zhen has always been unwilling to associate with such people.

But Cen Xiao didn't seem to realize it, he was still chatting with Uncle Liu in a low voice.

From time to time, he praised Fu Zhun for his good exams, which made Fu Zhun, who has always been thick-skinned, embarrassed.

"Hey, it's because I teach well." Hearing what Cen Xiao said, it was thanks to his good teaching, Uncle Liu waved his hand and subconsciously said——

"I'm just a driver, so where can I teach?"

Cen Xiao: "?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

Hearing that he almost revealed his secrets, Fu Zhun quickly made up for it: "My dad works as a driver for someone else's family."

"Ah, yes." Uncle Liu also nodded in haste: "I work as a driver for someone else's family. He can learn so well thanks to the teacher's good teaching."

Hearing what they said, Meng Zhen sneered secretly from behind.

But Cen Xiao just nodded suddenly, his expression normal.

But thinking in my heart——

How can I save you, my deskmate from a poor family?