Can't Escape in Youth: Youth

Many of the students consciously restrained themselves.

He nodded solemnly and satisfied, and put the test paper on the podium.

Obviously he didn't say anything serious, but this group of students just felt a little scared of him for no reason. Probably, this was the aura.

After 2 minutes, the class bell rang.

The squad leader shouted in a moderate voice: "Class, stand up."

The students said in unison: "Hello, teacher."

Nodding seriously, "Hi students, please sit down."

"Students who have read their names come up to get the test papers, Xu Jiajia, 116."

"Li Lin, 99."

......

"Wan Xin, 150."

As soon as the serious words fell, everyone in the classroom was in an uproar, and all of them looked at Wan Xin dumbfounded.

Here, is he...

Is it still a person?

Even the serious and unchanged Frost face on the podium was tinged with a rare sense of joy.

The person involved was very calm, as if he had already gotten used to it, and took the test paper with a calm face and returned to his seat.

"Miao Zaiqing, 121."

After taking back the test paper, Miao Zaiqing turned directly to the big question at the back.

Sure enough, both were wrong.

"The topic is indeed a bit out of line." Wan Xin whispered next to him.

Miao Zaiqing looked at his desktop, Wan Xin wisely turned the test paper to the second side, and pushed it between the two of them.

Taking a closer look at his way of solving the problem, Miao Zaiqing only had a half-knowledge and couldn't figure it out.

"I hope that the students who did not pass the exam will work harder in the next exam."

After saying something seriously, he began to talk about the test paper.

There were two math classes in a row, and the last two questions were emphatically repeated by the math teacher, so Miao Zaiqing understood.

The bell rang, and he walked out of the classroom seriously.

Half a minute later, people started to get up and leave their seats one after another.

Fang Yining turned his head to look at Wan Xin and said weakly, "God of learning, can I borrow the test paper to read."

Wan Xin couldn't help pushing the test paper over, Fang Yining turned around holding it, Su Cheng next to him turned his head and spoke to Wan Xin, and followed Fang Yining to read Wan Xin's test paper.

Miao Zaiqing didn't move, he was still reading the test paper.

"Don't understand?" Wan Xin asked.

"understood."

"Wan Xin." Someone called at the door.

Wan Xin raised his head in response, then turned to look at his tablemate again, "Dining together?"

Miao Zaiqing refused without even thinking about it. After a few seconds, when no one around him moved, he pursed his lips and continued to stare at the topic in front of him.

"Are you ready?" the person at the door urged.

Wan Xin was inexplicably agitated, he clicked his tongue, got up, and walked towards the man.

After another 2 minutes, Miao Zaiqing slowly raised his head. In fact, he didn't read a single word just now.

When he was in junior high school, he and Lu Cen were the so-called brothers. They dated for a semester, and he thought they were good brothers, so he took Lu Cen to his house to play.

But who knows, he was so lucky that he met Lu Cen laughing at his father behind his back.

Of course he couldn't bear it, so he rushed up and had a fight with Lu Cen, and from then on, the grievance between the two began like this.

Even though he knew that what Lu Cen said was the truth, and even though he knew that Lu Cen might not be the only one saying those words, he just couldn't bear it.

Others are others, but Lu Cen is his brother, how could he laugh at Dad.

It was also since then that Miao Zaiqing felt even more, brother, you are so hypocritical that you don't need it at all.

Miao Zaiqing has a very straightforward temper. He experienced betrayal at a young age. Later, he ignored all those who wanted to make friends with him.

He no longer wants to make any so-called brothers.

However, Wan Xin seemed to be a little different from others, the words he said kept replaying in Miao Zaiqing's mind.

Hearsay is not credible, I have my own judgment.

4, 4

After two days, the grade ranking came out.

Wan Xin was ranked in the top three, and he became famous in the exam.

In one morning, his name spread throughout the entire third grade, including teaching teachers.

For this dark horse who turned out to be a high school teacher's office ([-]).

For the Nth time, the Nth teacher said, "Hey, Teacher Tian, ​​what is the origin of this Wanxin?"

Tian Ziping picked up the teacup in hand to moisten his throat again, and then repeated the rhetoric he had said several times in the morning, "Hey, I just transferred to a student. In the past two years, I won the first prize in the high school entrance examination."

Although it was a somewhat helpless tone, the smile on his face could not be hidden. There was no way, the results of the transfer students were so pleasing.

However, while attracting people's joy, it will also attract jealousy.

inside the toilet.

The three boys were solving physical problems with their backs to the toilet door.

"Damn, this Wanxin's grades are so good, and he's hooked up with Qi Ya again, he's a winner in life."

"Tch, what's the big deal, I heard they lived in the same dormitory with Miao Zaiqing, and they haven't moved out for so long, maybe they are a nest of snakes and rats."

"Come on, you're just jealous. You haven't caught up with Qi Ya for so long, and you'll be done as soon as the transfer student arrives. Admit it, brother, our charm is not as good as hers."

"Fuck, are you my brother or his brother, your elbows are turning out."

The other two looked at each other tacitly, and had nothing to say to their plastic brother who was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat.

"Yes, yes, don't say it, don't say it."

The toilet is a good place, the birthplace of gossip, the center of the spread of gossip and romance.

In the afternoon, the hot topic about the success of the transfer students in the exam hadn't passed yet, and another topic was unknowingly brought up among the crowd.

The rumored love affair between the transfer student and Qi Ya from class [-].

one afternoon.

Ke Ming and Qi Ya appeared at the classroom door of Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High School. Their appearance attracted gossiping eyes from some people.

"Wan Xin." Ke Ming called at the door.

Wan Xin, who was reading the paper, looked up, "Wait a minute."

After collecting the papers, Wan Xin walked outside.

Walking to the corridor, Wan Xin saw Qi Ya with a dark face next to Ke Ming, and he asked, "What's wrong with my aunt?"

Qi Ya didn't look at him, but rolled her eyes upwards.

Wan Xin raised his eyebrows and looked at Ke Ming again.

Ke Ming looked at the people around him, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria and talk."

When they arrived at the cafeteria, Ke Ming led them straight to the third floor.

Because the food on the third floor is expensive, the number of people who usually come here is not as high as that on the first and second floors. In addition, it is not a meal time at the moment, so there are even fewer people.

Ke Ming went to the milk tea window and ordered three drinks, swiped his card, and returned to his seat.

"What's the matter?" Wanxin asked.

Ke Ming laughed a few times at first, and was patted on the arm by Qi Ya, and then he restrained himself a little, but there was still an unbearable smile when he spoke.

"You're in love with Qi Ya, don't you know?"

???

Wan Xin looked at Qi Ya in confusion, and Qi Ya's face turned darker, like the bottom of a cooking pot.

"Grass, me and Qi Ya?"

Ke Ming was laughing wildly, but at the same time he had to hold back the volume, tears were dripping from his laughter.

Wan Xin was speechless.

Dissatisfied, Qi Ya patted Ke Ming's arm again, making a crisp sound.

Ke Ming covered the place where he was slapped and leaned back on the seat, "Oh, take it easy, grandma, hahahahaha."

"When did it happen?" Wanxin asked.

"In the past two days, I guess they didn't dare to say it in front of the two of you. I heard what those people in the dormitory said yesterday, and it has been passed on for a few days."

"These people really have nothing to do when they're full. When we were just in the first year of high school, there was a rumor about me and Qi Ya."

Wan Xin couldn't help but shake his head while holding his forehead.

"Hey, classmate, it's ready." The aunt at the milk tea window called.

Ke Ming got up and called Wan Xin to get it.

Wan Xin took a glass of lemonade and returned to his seat, Ke Ming put the milk tea in front of Qi Ya, and put a straw in his own coffee.

Qi Ya put a straw into the milk tea and drank more than half of it in one go, and her face looked a little better now.

Qi Ya put her hands on the table, overlapping them, the veins on the back of her hands were bulging, and her knuckles made a 'click' sound, "Don't let this lady catch you."

Wan Xin raised his eyebrows, "How do you do it? Are you going to beat me up?"

Ke Ming said, "Hahaha, do you think my aunt is afraid? In the first year of high school, my aunt beat up several people before the rumors died down."

"Yo, why didn't I hear you mention it?"

"It's not something glorious, there's nothing to mention."

Qi Ya looked at Ke Ming, "It's not honorable to fall in love with me?"

Ke Ming hastily apologized, not to provoke Qi Ya at this stall, "Slip of mouth, slip of tongue."

With a straw in his mouth, Wan Xin looked like a dandy, but the words he said were completely different.

"Forget it, just be careful, pass it on, we are not afraid of the shadow, this is the third year of high school, calm down, don't make any big noise."

Ke Ming nodded in agreement and looked at Qi Ya. Qi Ya didn't speak, but picked up the milk tea on the table and drank it down in one gulp.

5, 5

Saturday.

The last class in the afternoon was finally over, and Wan Xin stood up shaking his sore neck, exercising his muscles and bones.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Miao Zaiqing, who was doing the questions with his head down, and Wan Xin turned his face slightly to let his sight be seen more clearly.

What was placed in front of him were English exercises covered with densely packed letters, and a gel pen was held between the long, white and slender fingers with well-defined knuckles, and he turned it around a few times from time to time.

I don't know why, I obviously didn't see his expression, but Wan Xin seemed to feel the irritability in his heart inexplicably through his movement of turning the pen.

Recalling his scores on the English test paper a few days ago, Wan Xin couldn't help but smile a little, and he sat back on the chair again.

"Won't?"

Miao Zaiqing, whose thoughts were interrupted, tilted her head slightly, her eyes still fixed on the file