just in time

After the physical education class is the chemistry class. The chemistry teacher is surnamed Li. She is a tall beauty and is very popular with the students.

Teacher Li entered the classroom with the textbook in his arms, "Students, we will join Class [-] in this class."

There was a loud discussion in the classroom.

Gathering together can be regarded as an antidote to boring high school students.

The students from Class [-] came to the first class with books and benches. Those who knew each other found their acquaintances and huddled on a table and whispered. Those who did not know each other sat in the aisle or behind the classroom with their classmates until the bell rang. It's still a mess.

Yun Fang has always sat in the last row by himself. It seems that many people know him, but they dare not approach him because of his reputation as a god of learning.

A chemistry book was placed on his desk with the word 'Song Cun' written on it.

"Old classmate, we meet again!"

Yun Fang raised his head, and saw the person who swiped his card for him in the supermarket not long ago.

"Why, you won't recognize me after a while?" Song Cun looked at him jokingly.

Yun Fang nodded at him, the chemistry teacher had already lost his temper on the podium.

Song Cun dragged a stool and sat beside him and tilted his head to look at him, "You have changed a lot recently."

Teacher Li is used to doing spot checks in class, and Yun Fang was busy memorizing the periodic table of chemical elements, so he ignored him.

Song Cun gave him a surprised look, and listened to the class honestly.

Sure enough, Teacher Li called Yun Fang, and he stood up and recited the designated part. He stumbled a bit in the middle, but it was safe and sound.

Fear of such things as teachers is indeed a mental illness that no matter whether it is fifteen or thirty-five, there is no way to overcome it.

While listening to the class, Yun Fang copied the parts he didn’t memorize on the paper a few times. At present, physical chemistry is a bit difficult for him, and mathematics can barely keep up. He is suddenly grateful that Yun Fang is only in the first year of high school. If it is the third year of high school now, there is really no room for struggle.

Song Cun listened absent-mindedly and kept looking at him, but Yun Fang was too busy studying to notice.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Song Cun couldn't hold back anymore, "Yun Fang, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Yun Fang was devastated by chemistry for a class. He drooped his eyelids and wrote equations silently on the draft paper. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and looked at him, "Huh?"

Seeing him like this, Song Cun straightened his back almost instinctively, his original words stuck in his throat, "No, it's okay, I'm leaving."

Yun Fang's gaze fell back to the draft paper, and the hand holding the pen waved at him perfunctorily.

Song Cun breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the classroom, it was strange, the way Yunfang looked at him just now was so scary, just like his father's cold eyes when he taught him a lesson.

Bah Bah!

Yun Fang didn't know that Song had mistakenly identified his father, so he made ten choices on the test paper handed out during the break, and Wu He and Chen Qianyang in front of him were already checking the answers.

"Yun Fang, what question should you choose for No. 12?" Wu He turned his head and asked him.

Yun Fang glanced at the options that were full of words, and said slowly, "I haven't done it yet."

"Your speed isn't good enough." Wu He muttered, "You don't look like a god at all."

Yun Fang twitched the corner of his mouth, pressed his head and turned it back, "Don't disturb my study."

The original owner was able to set a set of papers for each class, and his ten multiple-choice questions for each class was considered a huge improvement, as if anyone's brain is so good.

Yunfang has a clear understanding of his current level. He is not a genius, his IQ is no different from that of ordinary people. It is basically impossible to maintain Yunfang's original level in a short period of time, but hard work can make up for it, and thanks to Yunfang for writing a diary The original owner has recorded many useful learning methods.

So Yunfang decided to be patient and make up lessons first, at least catch up with the progress of ordinary students, see how his current level is, and then make targeted tutoring.

Yun Fang used an attitude ten times more patient than doing tasks to study.

From now on, wash your hands in the golden basin, be a good person, and set a good example for your children—especially Yi Chenliang.

Thinking this way, Yun Fang glanced at the chemistry test paper in his hand with love and hatred, and devoted himself to studying.

The days always go by quickly while studying, Yun Fang desperately listens to the lectures during the day, and desperately makes up the lessons at night, and the whole person is enveloped in a low pressure.

At dinner that night, Tang Yi looked at Yun Fang and said suddenly: "Tangtang, have you lost weight?"

Yun Fang paused as he gnawed on the ribs, then raised his head and looked at her inexplicably, "No way."

"You brat won't get fat if you eat meat every day." Yun Heyu laughed when he heard this, "Don't lose weight like those little girls."

"..." Yun Fang was speechless for a moment, "I'm not a little girl."

Yun and Yu smiled awkwardly, "That's right, our Tangtang is a man."

Yun Fang gnawed at the ribs viciously, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't call me Tangtang again."

Tang Yi told him to bear it, the old boy called him Tangtang and he always wanted to have a fight with him.

"Okay, okay, dad stopped barking." Yun Heyu had no bottom line, and sandwiched another rib for him.

Forced to accept feeding from his old father, Yun Fang reluctantly forgave him.

After eating, Yunfang sat down at the desk very consciously and started his tutoring career. Now he finally finished reading the physics of the third year of junior high school. When he turned to the last chapter, he saw the photos in the book.

It's a photo of two people.

In the photo are two boys, wearing black and white junior high school uniforms, standing under a big tree. Yun Fang tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on the face of the boy who was hugging him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bent.

The boy hugging Yunfang smiled brightly, beckoning on top of Yunfang's head, it was Song Cun from Class [-] who claimed to be his old classmate.

Really an old classmate.

Yun Fang picked up the photo and turned it over, only to see a line of small characters written on the back.

Song Cun and Yun Fang.

a There is a hesitant protrusion there, as if he wanted to draw a heart but was forcibly pulled back by reason.

Like a teenager cautiously liking.

It fits Yun Fang's personality very well.

Staring at the photo in his hand, Yun Fang reached out and took out the suicide note written by the original owner from the drawer.

A proud child who has been ranked first in grades from junior high school to high school. He has no bad habits, his parents love him, his classmates are friendly, and he even has a "secret crush". He chose to swallow sleeping pills to commit suicide.

Yun Fang frowned.

Staring at the suicide note, he finally knew where the strong sense of disobedience came from.

Suicide for such a far-fetched reason is very inconsistent with the logic of Xueshen's behavior.

During this period of time, he read Yun Fang's diary over and over several times, and he knew that Yun Fang was a thoughtful and logical person, and he could even faintly feel his arrogance from the lines.

He naturally substituted in, the blow to coming out to his parents might not be as great as not being the first in the exam.

So why did the original owner commit suicide?

Yun Fang had a bit of a headache. He usually thought about how to kill others, and it was really embarrassing for him to find out how others died.

He pinched the photo in his hand and looked at it for a while without success, so he took out a physics test paper and started to do it.

If the IQ is not enough, it must be that the questions are not done enough.

"The monthly exam will be next Wednesday!" Wu He frantically tossed his notebook full of classical Chinese, "Why can't I memorize it!"

Chen Qianyang held the bottle of fruit milk and drank several sips, "Comrade Wu He, come on, it's related to whether you can stay in the third shift."

"If I leave, I will definitely bring you with me!" Wu He rubbed the paper angrily.

Yun Fang lowered his head and copied the notes on the classical Chinese text, and said, "Separate classes after two monthly exams?"

"It's not considered class division." Chen Qianyang took out a stack of test papers from the file bag to read, "It means that if someone in the class falls out of the top [-], they will be assigned to the ordinary class. If they want to come back, they will take the next monthly exam." Into the top fifty, but you don't have to worry about this kind of problem at all, Xueshen."

Yun Fang clamored to comment, and said to himself that this was what I was worried about.

"Which class will you be assigned to?" Yun Fang asked.

"Let's look at the rankings." Wu He said: "Class [-] and Class [-] are experimental classes. The top [-] students are in these two classes, and the rest are broken up. Let's see which class has the top [-] students. , Whoever goes out and changes in, I have to say, this trick is really too ruthless, it is simply a vendetta."

Yi Chenliang was working on a math problem on the draft paper, wrote a page but couldn't solve the answer, crumpled up the paper angrily and threw it into the trash can behind.

"Yi Chenliang, someone is looking for you." Someone shouted at him.

Yi Chenliang raised his head with a sullen expression, and saw Yun Fang standing at the back door.

It didn't cause any exaggerated spectators, but there were still many people watching him quietly. After all, the title of number one in the grade was very attractive, so people would naturally pay attention to the person he came looking for.

Yi Chenliang didn't like to be noticed by others, he stood up and pulled Yun Fang out, the tenth class happened to be on the sixth floor, and there was a locked rooftop door up there, few people came here.

"Why do you want me?" Yi Chenliang subconsciously looked at his left hand.

"Long time no see, let me come to see you." Yun Fang held a paper bag in his right hand, "By the way, I'll send you something."

Yi Chenliang looked at him suspiciously, "What?"

"Study materials." Yun Fang pushed his glasses and handed him the paper bag in his hand, "The monthly exam will be soon, you may need it."

Yi Chenliang was a little irritable, "Even if the teacher told you that he wanted to help me study, you don't have to take it seriously, the teacher may just say that casually."

Yun Fang said seriously: "Students should help each other and improve each other."

Yi Chenliang grabbed the paper bag in his hand, "Okay, the things have been delivered, you hurry up and leave."

Yun Fang earnestly instructed, "Study hard."

Neuropathy!

Yi Chenliang cursed secretly, turned around and left, but was grabbed by the back of the neck.