No.1 suitor

◎Acknowledge mistakes actively and never correct them◎

The warm wind blows gently, causing the curtains to shake every now and then.

The sun shone through the window on the young man's fair and handsome face, his eyelids were slightly closed, and his long and curled eyelashes were slightly drawn, casting a faint shadow.

The boy was holding the book in one hand and resting his face in the other, pretending to be listening to the class seriously.

Open your eyes from time to time to look at the knowledge points on the blackboard, take some notes with a pen, and wait for the bell to ring after class.

At this time, the college entrance examination was less than ten days away, and the last row was full of students who memorized words and texts.

In a good learning atmosphere, it becomes more and more obvious that someone's foolishness.

When the whole class read in unison, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. When he was doing the exam questions, he ignored the process and wrote an answer.

The homeroom teacher and teachers of various subjects have nothing to do with him, and they don't know how to communicate with his parents.

Because he slept in class, didn't do his homework, skipped classes, and went to Internet cafes, he became the first in his grade for two consecutive years. The teacher could only remind him not to be so presumptuous, after all, no matter how he played, his grades would not decline.

The teacher couldn't find decent words to say, and after a long time, he got used to it. As long as he didn't make a big mistake, he just turned a blind eye and closed his eyes and let it go.

"Su Yi, now there are only nine and a half days until the college entrance examination plus half a day in the afternoon, and there are two and a half days left in school.

You should pay more attention to the key points. The teacher knows that you have good grades, but you always have to show an attitude when you study, right? "The head teacher said earnestly.

Because this is not only about the future of this student, but also about school enrollment.

He was obviously a good kid who studied hard in his freshman year of high school, but since Shi Zebao was sent to the preparatory class for teenagers, Su Yi has lost that drive, and he is also doing nothing in class, and the textbooks are what they are in a semester.

"Understood." Su Yi replied casually, making it clear that he didn't take it to heart.

The teacher looked at him and sighed, shook his head and said, "Go back to class."

Su Yi nodded politely, turned and left the office, closing the door behind him, because he didn't want to hear the discussion in the office.

"Mr. Zheng, that classmate's attitude is not bad, you don't have to worry so much." This new teacher doesn't know Su Yi, so he doesn't know his situation.

"Hey, he has a good attitude. What's the point of not changing it? How can he take the college entrance examination in such a learning state?" Teacher Zheng said with a sigh.

At this time, Su Yi, who was being discussed, was still sleeping on the desk.

"Old Su, Lao Su, let me copy your homework, the class representative is already urging you." The one who spoke was his current deskmate Zhao Qi.

Without raising her head, Su Yi tossed the words "I didn't write"

"You haven't done your homework for a month, and you won't do it when the college entrance examination is coming soon? It's such a drag." Is this the superiority of self-students?

"You didn't write it either." Zhao Qi was blocked by this sentence and couldn't speak.

Su Yi is simply a wolf in sheep's clothing. He dares to bully him and choke him. He is polite when talking to others. Is he unworthy?

"Old Su, let's have a discussion. I'll treat you to milk tea. How about helping me with my homework?"

It's okay for Lao Su not to do his homework, anyway, the teacher is used to it, so he can't do it, he has no strength and no guts, so he dare not die like this.

"Yes, but your handwriting is too ugly and I can't imitate it, sorry." Zhao Qi almost cried when he heard the word "Yes", but suddenly choked up after hearing the second half of the sentence.

Zhao Qi: "You are not human"

Su Yi: "It's God"

Zhao Qi: "..."

At this time, the class bell rang. This class was a Chinese class. The middle-aged male teacher walked into the class with a glass bottle and water cup that looked like a Sydney drink, and a stack of review materials.

"Students, there are only two and a half days left in school, let's review the recitation of the text,

From the first group, each person will say a sentence, and I will ask questions, copy the sentence that you can’t recite ten times, and hand it to me before the next Chinese class.”

The Chinese teacher drank a sip of tea to moisturize his throat.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past. The next sentence." The Chinese teacher walked off the podium slowly and stood next to the first student in the first group.

The somewhat introverted female classmate replied with a blushing face, "The small building was windy last night, and the homeland is unbearable to look back at the moonlight..."

In this way, one by one, one group is passed on to the other, and the difficulty of the poems depends entirely on luck.

"Old Su, remember to remind me." Zhao Qi issued a request based on the principle that my brother abused me thousands of times, and I treat my brother like first love.

Su Yi didn't even give him a look...

"Buyu Mayu Langaoxi next sentence" At this time, the Chinese teacher walked up to Zhao Qi, showing expectation through the thick glasses.

Zhao Qi stood up, and lightly kicked Su Yi's foot under the table, Su Yi reminded in a low voice, "Chijiaoqiu will stop soon."

Zhao Qi felt it was strange, but he repeated "Barefoot... Qiu and pickled... dilute"

Su Yi heard that he almost didn't cry stupidly... If you don't hear clearly, don't say so hard, okay?

Afraid that the teacher doesn't know that he doesn't know it at all?

"Zhao Qi, where is your accent? Remember not to make typos when writing, sit down." Zhao Qi was puzzled, what does it have to do with your accent?

Because high school A's classroom discipline has always been good, the other students tried their best to hold back their laughter, and no one laughed out loud.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Zhao Qi couldn't help but turned his head and asked, "Old Su, what happened to the class just now? Is there something wrong with my accent? I see that other students are holding back their laughter."

"Those classmates may think that...you can inherit the family business if you don't get into university," he said euphemistically.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Qi was even more confused when he heard it. What does this have to do with inheriting the family business?

"Barefoot, pickled, your family owns a winery?" Su Yi mocked mercilessly.

"No, isn't that the answer you told me? What kind of barefoot mounds are pickled?" Did he pronounce it wrong?Didn't the teacher punish him for copying?

Su Yi ignored him, Zhao Qi's front desk Chen Yiting turned her head and reminded, "It's Chijiaoqiu, let's stop."

"That's right, that's what I said." Zhao Qi affirmed, still not realizing his mistake.

Once he said this, no matter whether it was Chen Yiting or Su Yi, they didn't want to talk to him anymore.

It's really indestructible...