Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

The report card of the midterm exam was quickly posted on the bulletin board of the third year of high school, and everyone's scores were listed together for public execution.

Although everyone had their grade report card in their hands, a large number of students gathered to watch the school rehearsal when the get out of class was over.

Ming Han stood in front of the crowd and saw several familiar names on the list on the first page.

Mingchu scored 667 points, No.2.

Jiang Fei scored 660 points, No.4.

Bai Tingting scored 651 points, No.7.

Ming Han scored 632 points, No. 20 fourth place.

My own grades have always been like this, but there is nothing unexpected. Then I looked down, and I didn't see the name of the target until the second page.

Lin Ji scored 560 points, ranking 150th and seventh.

Just like on the report card of the small ranking of the class, there is a glaring zero in the column of English scores.But other than that, the scores of each subject are peaks that no one else can surpass.

For example, there is 288 in comprehensive science and 150 in mathematics.

Hit the whole list.

Ming Han really admired his mental quality. After the result of a single subject was cancelled, he was able to continue answering other subjects calmly, and he performed very well.

A few images of that person flashed through my mind like a flashing lantern.Listening to lectures at double-speed with eyes closed in an Internet cafe, doing questions in a water bar as if no one is present, and solving questions at the same speed as a machine during self-study...

Behind every point of this is actually hidden his infinite efforts.

After all, not everyone can become a star.

Taking a deep breath, just as he was about to withdraw from the crowd, his eyes accidentally glanced at the adjacent bulletin board, and he vaguely saw Xu Xiaolan's name.

A person who is usually listed on the seventh or even eighth list is now squeezed into the fourth list?

Ming Han turned around and took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a bright 144 written on his English score, which was even more eye-catching than Lin Ji's zero.

What's up with them?

Originally thought that Lin Ji was only disturbed by the bastard students in the same examination room and couldn't answer the questions normally, but now it seems that this kid is not so wronged.In all likelihood, he passed the answer to Xiaolan before he was targeted by others.

If the person who was ranked 157th on the second list honestly handed in the exam, his actual score would be at least 704.

Although Ming Han was mad at him for the disorder in the examination room, he couldn't help sighing that he was indeed a top student.

Such a person would probably feel a sore neck even looking up.

There was a bit of noise in the classroom of Class [-] between classes, and everyone sat around to discuss the matter of the midterm exam.

Lin Ji sat in front of his desk, concentrating on copying ancient poems.

In the language test this time, he lost points for filling in the blanks again. He left out two sentences of "Pipa Xing", and directly filled in "the eldest married as a businessman's wife" after "my brother went to join the army and my aunt died".

This kind of low-level mistake seems to have brought him back to the nightmare of "a man should be self-improvement, the decal on the mirror is yellow" and "Zhuang Sheng's dream is a butterfly, and the sky and the world fly together".

If you copy from the beginning several times without exhausting your muscles and bones, your memory will not be long.

It was written in his hand, only to hear that the back door was kicked open with a "bang", Lin Ji didn't even bother to look at it, only to hear the momentum, Gu Banba must be back, and I don't know who made him unhappy this time up.

I heard two people approaching, sat down beside me, and asked without raising my head, "Where is today's life extension appointment?"

"I'm so angry that I'm out of the mood." Gu Hongyi sat down in the chair with a displeased face, raised his knees, removed the sandbags from his ankles and threw them on the ground, his movements were full of anger that could not be concealed.

He is very recognizable when he is unhappy, his eyes and face are full of hostility, and even his short hairstyle seems to be full of sharpness.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Lin Ji stopped writing after hearing the sound, and turned his head to see Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu, both of whom were unhappy, "Why, you are so angry that you can't even eat have eaten."

Lin Ji chuckled, and automatically equated the school bully's "not fighting" with "not eating".

"Because of you, brother." Seeing the indifferent expressions of the people around her, Xiaolu pursed her mouth unhappily.

"Ah?" Lin Ji's pen paused, the one on the left was sulking with himself because of the disqualification of the exam, he knew this, but what was the reason for the two on the right?

"Ah what, what did the group of people in the second experimental class say about you behind your back, don't you tell me I haven't heard it?"

Lin Ji, who was still a little confused at first, understood everything now. It turned out that it was because of this incident that made them so angry, but there was no excuse, so he could only smile awkwardly.

After Lin Ji cheated in the midterm exam and was criticized by the whole school, it was inevitable that some people would make irresponsible remarks.He had already been ridiculed by the crowd for rejecting olive branches from two experimental classes, and now he slapped all the top students in the face with zero points in English and nearly full marks in the rest of the subjects, so he naturally became the target of public criticism.

Lin Ji himself had heard a little of what the guys in the second class said.

These are nothing to him.

"It's okay to say that you are sensationalizing and intentionally creating topics, but you also said that you cheated in other subjects? You are obviously in the last exam room, who did you copy?"

Xiaolu felt ridiculous when she complained.

"Let them go." Lin Ji picked up the pen again, "The fact is that it is never louder than anyone else, and they will gradually wake up after they have had enough noise."

"When did you become so Buddhist?" Gu Hongyi, who had been silent for a while, suddenly frowned and said, "How energetic were you when you sat on my head with your butt?"

Yo, this is so angry that my brain can't use it. It's such a long time ago, but I can still remember it.

Lin Ji didn't stop, still copying the words and sentences, but it didn't affect him to answer: "Otherwise, what else can you do, rush to their class, grab these people out and beat them up? Take a step back, this time I It is indeed cheating and throwing paper balls, people are not wrong."

"I'm not as good as you, I can't bear it." Gu Gang put on a world-weary face, and the action of rolling up his sleeves really meant to use force.

Lin Ji couldn't help being startled when he saw Xiao Hong's face.

Perhaps it was because I had received too many groundless attacks and rumors before coming here, and I have long been numb to other people's opinions.So the little sound of wind and rain that he heard now was not enough to disturb him at all, and it was not even as important as coaxing his tablemate.

"Brother Hong," Lin Ji just raised his eyes lightly at the end, "School bully has the way of school bully, and school bully has school bully's way of dealing with the world, and school bully also has school bully's open and secret fights, it's not just one pick eight, one pick ten can solve it , you can't control this matter."

"But I can, for example, sit on their head with my ass on the overall list until graduation."

Even if I didn't do anything or say anything, the rumors would not be self-defeating on the day I got the admission letter from AB University.

The best way to fight back with lemon zest is to throw everything they envy, envy and fear directly in their face.

Lin Ji tapped Gu's name on the bottom one position on the class report card with his fingers, and teased him by the way: "This trick is called one thousand one hundred and eight, you can't learn it."

"..." I was speechless.

Zhao Zilu clicked his tongue, "Brother, if you are cut open, you must be evil-hearted, right?"

"how come."

The side face of the handsome young man copying a book under the soft sunlight was very beautiful, and his tone sounded very kind, "I just want to remind some people that they want to treat me as an imaginary enemy? Then they think too highly of themselves."

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned his head, and his smile was as slender as a spring day, "To be realistic, I should be theirs, a nightmare."

The class preparation bell rang.

Ming Han also happened to come in through the back door at this time, and saw a few boys in the back row huddling together.

It is impossible for these three people to talk about the topic, and they are not sure they are talking about something bad.

Lin Ji saw at a glance that the person who said to "go out to breathe" came back, and with the smile just now, he helped to move the chair and patted him, signaling him to sit down.

"What's the matter?" Ming Han returned to his seat, looked at the expectant look of the person next to him, and asked lightly.

"Let's have dinner together at noon."

"En." It was another one-word response that was not salty or bland.

"Still angry? At the same table." Lin Ji put down his pen completely, propped his head on one hand, and looked at the expressionless person beside him with a cute and repentant attitude, "I was wrong, I should cherish my grades, I change."

"You have a zero score, do you have a chance to correct your mistakes?" Ming Han tidied up his desk, took out the textbook for the next lesson, and responded with no emotion.

The person who was bullied chuckled, "I promise, this is the first and last time."

In fact, Lin Ji did not lie, this was indeed the first time he passed the answer to others in the examination room.The group of "drinking and meat friends" in the past would only beat each other with him on the performance list.

Ming Han let out a deep breath, didn't hold on to one more thing, and finally moved away from the topic in a slow tone: "What were you talking about just now?"

"Oh, they said that the students in other classes seem to have a little opinion on me, and I am seriously reflecting on my interpersonal relationship."

"Someone gossips about the exam?"

Minghan already guessed a lot from what he said. After staying in Yigao for a long time, he naturally knew that there were a few groups of people who couldn't control themselves and liked to stare at other people's affairs.

Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of the ancient poems and proses written by my deskmate just now, "Why did you copy so much? Your hands don't hurt anymore?"

"It hurts." At this moment, Lin Ji's expression was a little dark and astringent, "But with so many eyes staring at me from behind, how can I stop?"

Zhao Zilu was taken aback: Brother, you didn't say that just now, did you...

Looking at the distressed eyes of the guy beside him, Ming Han frowned slightly, but his heart softened.

Although he never comforted others, he felt that he should say something. He paused for a few seconds, his voice was low but obviously much softer than usual.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Listen to you." Lin Ji nodded very helpfully, "I just ignore them."

"..."

Another full-level boss started to show off his damn tea art.

Gu Hongyi couldn't bear it any longer, so he just fell sleepily on the table next to him, sleeping cleanly.

During Yigao's lunch break, everywhere was still overcrowded, so Lin Ji and Ming Han still bought food and went to Xu Xiaolan's shop to eat, and drink a glass of juice by the way.

"Is the newly opened Shuangpinfan just so appetizing to the two of you? Eat it every day."

As soon as the two people at the table opened the lid of the lunch box, Xu Xiaolan smelled a familiar smell.

"Generally, it's..."

Before Ming Han could finish his sentence, he saw that kid took advantage of the opportunity of serving juice, grabbed the chicken leg with the disposable glove in the lunch box, and put it in his mouth directly.

"What is it?" Xu Xiaolan asked while chewing.

"Just the roasted chicken legs are not bad." Lin Ji replied with a smile, and moved the chicken legs in his box to Ming Han with his chopsticks.

"It's okay, I..."

Ming Han just wanted to wave his hand to say no, but he interrupted him, and raised his eyes to glance at Xiao Lan behind him, urging him warmly: "Hurry up, you'll be gone in a while."

"The taste is okay." Xu Xiaolan finished eating, turned around and threw away the bones, and wiped his hands with a wet tissue, "But the chicken is not fat, it's far from the one raised by Grandma Xiaolu's family."

Ming Han was about to lower his head to eat, when he heard Xiao Lan's words, he suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at the people around him: "By the way, do you have time next weekend?"

"Next week, yes." Lin Ji asked with a smile in his eyes, "Want to ask me out?"

"At the end of autumn every year, we will go to Grandma Xiaolu's house together. We can go fishing and have a picnic by the sea, and maybe even camp at night." Ming Han suddenly paused when he said this, and looked up at Lin Ji's expression .

"So, do you want to go?"

"Is this an invitation?" Lin Ji felt a little tentative when he heard Ming Han's tone.Knowing that he is actually afraid of catching cold in camping, but still wants to tease him, "If yes, I will go."

Ming Han didn't follow his words, but instead led the army: "If you can guarantee that you will wear more clothes, then I will let you come."

Otherwise, what if you create a high fever surprise again?I don't want everyone's good outdoor activities to turn into survival on an island in the middle of the night.

Lin Ji sneered softly, "Don't worry, my physique is not that bad, take me there, tablemate."

Ming Han didn't respond, but only raised the corners of his eyes slantingly, as if waiting for him to say something.

"Okay." Lin Ji stretched out his finger to his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "I promise it's okay."

"En." Ming Han nodded, "Then I can consider grilling a piece of fish for you then."

The author has something to say: don't worry, read on, Mumu Yuqi is really not sick this time.