Get your pheromones

Yuan Mu could naturally hear the irony in Song Ci's words,? He was a little unhappy, but he still pretended not to hear it, and didn't pursue it.

It takes time for the teacher to produce the papers, so Rong Shiyi's additional test was moved to the morning before school.

With such an episode, Director Wang didn't pursue the relationship between the two of them anymore, and waved Rong Shiyi to prepare for the exam.

When he came out of the office, Rong Shiyi tugged on Song Ci's sleeve, unsure:

"Hey, what do you say if I can't solve a problem if I change it?"

"Then I will drive you out of the teacher's door, and I will never see you again in this life."

Song Ci imitated the sour chirping sigh in the TV series.

In response, Rong Shiyi rolled his eyes at him:

"Not seeing each other again, is there such a good thing? I wish for it."

Seeing his expression, Song Ci laughed twice,? Then rubbed his hair:

"The same difficulty and the same knowledge points, no matter how the topic is changed, it will not change the medicine. We can tolerate it."

"Lend your auspicious words."

Rong Shiyi sighed,? Then he raised his eyes, and found that there seemed to be something wrong with the eyes of the passing students around them.

He was excited, and thought of the thing in the school newspaper today, so he took a big step aside as if avoiding suspicion:

"Song Ci, please keep a distance from me in public to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding."

"?" Song Ci raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.

His tone was light, he couldn't hear too much emotion, and said:

"Rong Shiyi."

"Ok?"

Rong Shiyi's heart skipped a beat.

Judging from past experience, every time Song Ci called him by his full name, there was probably nothing good. Therefore, before Song Ci called him, he was already ready to escape.

Sure enough, Song Ci's claws reached out to him.

Rong Shiyi ran away, but before she could take a few steps, she was hugged by Song Ci from behind.

Song Ci wrapped his arms around his waist, supported him with the other and pushed him against the wall.

Rong Shiyi resisted to the death and kicked wildly with his legs, but it didn't work, and he was still pressed against the wall.

Song Ci restrained his two arms, and then rubbed his chin against Rong Shiyi's hair and cheek like a big dog.

Rong Shiyi couldn't break free, couldn't escape, and felt extremely insecure.

Song Ci's soft hair rubbed against the side of his neck, and he had goosebumps all over his body, and his heart was beating non-stop.

It was the first time Rong Shiyi was stuck against the wall in this posture, and the tips of his ears were red all of a sudden:

"Ugh, Song Ci! You are not childish!!!"

"Stop rubbing it! Start driving for me!!!"

"keep distance?"

Under his denunciation, Song Ci stopped and asked in a low voice.

When he spoke, his breath was warm, and it tickled Rong Shiyi's ears.

Rong Shiyi surrendered:

"It's okay if I was wrong!!"

Hearing this, Song Ci let him go with satisfaction.

Rong Shiyi didn't slow down his heartbeat for a while, he attributed it to being angry with Song Ci, so he went back to the classroom sullenly.

He really couldn't figure out why there was such a nasty guy as Song Ci in the world. He couldn't even understand the math problems after being so troubled by Song Ci just now!

Rong Shiyi dropped the pen, limp on the table, raised her hand to touch the back of her neck.

Xiao Lin just came back from the field, he sat in his seat, drank a big sip of water, and asked Rong Shiyi after a while:

"Rongrong, I heard that the math teacher in Class [-] has troubled you? What's the matter?"

Rong Shiyi sighed heavily:

"He suspected that I copied the Song Ci papers, and asked me to write another set of questions, isn't that right? Review carefully."

"Damn! Why is this? Why didn't he say that Song Ci copied you?"

Rong Shiyi was somewhat speechless:

"Think about it with your feet, is this possible?"

"Yes. Then you didn't hate him? Spray him bloody."

Rong Shiyi frowned:

"Come on, the grades are not good in the first place, and if you lose your quality, it will make people look down on you and don't bother to care about it."

"Tsk." Xiao Lin gave a thumbs up:

"Transparent."

"Screw you."

Rong Shiyi didn't bother to talk to him, and lowered her head to do her own question.

But no matter how serious he is, he still can't get rid of the problem of getting sleepy when he reads mathematics.

So, when the class bell rang and Xiao Lin turned to look at Rong Shiyi again, the person had already fallen asleep and passed out.

This is Yun Qingqing's Chinese class. As soon as she came in, she saw the students in her class standing straight and looking at her with glowing eyes.

Except for the Chinese class representative who was unconscious at the table.

But Yun Qingqing saw Rong Shiyi's hard work during this time, and it's not impossible to do this occasionally.So she waved her hand to stop Xiao Lin who was trying to wake Rong Shiyi up, and continued to talk about things by herself.

She put the report card on the podium, looked at the students below with a smile, and asked:

"Does everyone know the results?"

"I know, I know!"

Someone couldn't hold back and rushed to answer, which caused a lot of laughter.

Since the last basketball incident and Rong Shiyi's encouragement, more than half of the students in Class [-] cheered up and started to study hard.The teacher of the main class started from the basics. In the self-study class, there were lectures on Song Ci to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. After half a month, except for those who were particularly poor in foundation and still lying on their feet, the rest of the students made progress more or less .

Although the progress has not been great, the addition of the progress of dozens of people is very exciting.

"Teacher Qingqing, we are so good, why don't you praise us?"

While laughing, a boy who usually loves to make jokes suggested.

During this period of time, Yun Qingqing became closer to the students in class ten, and everyone affectionately called her "Teacher Qingqing".

This is the first time for Yun Qingqing to be a class teacher. Seeing that her students are happy, she is even happier, so she nodded and praised:

"You are all the best. You are the pride of the teacher. All the teachers in our class are very happy. But don't get carried away. Studying is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. The most important thing is to stabilize your mentality. Next time Show us your progress in the next month's exam."

"it is good--"

Yun Qingqing smiled and waited for them to finish their excitement, then paused, then said mysteriously:

"In addition to praise today, I have another gift for you."

When the gift was mentioned, everyone fell silent, waiting anxiously for Yun Qingqing to announce.

Yun Qingqing didn't show off too much, she cleared her throat and said:

"For the sake of everyone's hard work, Director Wang specially interceded for our class, so Class [-]'s cultural festival program has been allowed to be added!"

"yeah!!"

The classroom was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was a burst of cheers and applause, and even a boy jumped up from his chair and ran around the classroom.

The whole classroom is immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

In fact, if you really want to find out, the program of the cultural festival is not particularly important, but the reason why it has such a high status in everyone's mind is because it is about dignity.

They are no longer children left behind by the mob!

"Be quiet first."

Yun Qingqing watched them go crazy for a while, then raised her hand in a stop gesture, and started to talk about business:

"Because next week is the cultural festival, our rehearsal time for the program is very short, and we need to finalize the content of the program and report it within today. Can this class be negotiated?"

"Yes!" A boy raised his hand:

"I can go up and sing about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and perform chest breaking boulders!"

"Come on, then we have no sense of participation."

"Or act in a stage play!"

"The stage play is good, play Sleeping Beauty!"

"Come on, I've inquired about it. Class [-]'s show is Cinderella, and the school girl plays Cinderella. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if we collide with the subject again?"

This makes sense, and their rehearsal time is short, so it's not a joke to go up so hastily.

During the silence, a girl had a flash of inspiration and suggested:

"Why don't we have something fresh? The delicate and delicate Omega princesses are no match, so let's have a domineering and cool Alpha princess?"

"But there is no female A in our class, female A is rare, right?"

"It's really hard to find female A, but don't we have a lot of male A in our class?"

"Reverse? Good idea, who will rebel?"

A soul question can't be solved for everyone.

There are indeed a little more Alphas in class ten than other classes, but it seems that there are only a few that look good, so the big guys cast their eyes to the corner of the classroom in unison.

Song Ci was lowering his head and brushing the questions. He was listening to everyone's discussion. At this time, he twirled the pen between his fingers and refused with a smile:

"Sorry, not interested."

Xiao Lin covered herself in fright:

"Don't even think about it, if you want me to play a princess, I'll just jump off here."

That leaves...

The real Sleeping Beauty, Rong Shiyi, lay on the table without expressing any opinion.

The kind-hearted classmate Song Ci woke him up for everyone:

"Rongrong, what do you think?"

"Ok?"

Rong Shiyi raised his head sleepily, a row of red marks were formed on his cheek by the coil of the notebook.

He looked around in a daze, and found that everyone was looking at him, a little bewildered, and finally moved his gaze to Song Ci.

"Can you?" Song Ci asked again.

Rong Shiyi was so sleepy, he just wanted to sleep.

In the situation where Song Ci was asking questions, Rong Shiyi knew that he needed to nod his head in exchange for a peaceful sleep, so he didn't care what the premise was, and nodded indiscriminately in response.

"Hey, go on to sleep."

Song Ci smiled and turned back:

"He agreed."

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

They didn't expect this matter to be decided so easily and sloppily, and they didn't know whether the school bully's nodding in his sleep counted. They didn't dare to ask, and after a moment of silence, they began to discuss the candidate for the prince.

Su Jinyou was the first to raise her hand:

"Me! Princess A should match Prince Sweet O!!"

But Su Jinyou's road to becoming a prince does not seem to be so smooth, because she has a strong competitor.

Song Ci, who said he was not interested just now, lazily raised his hand:

"I want, too."

Su Jinyou and Song Ci looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

In the end, he stopped and left sadly.

Everyone knows the story of Song Ci and Rong Shiyi, and the degree of overlap between Song Ci and the role of the prince is quite high. No one raised any objections, and naturally no one would compete with him.

The leading role was decided in this way, and everyone assigned other roles for the rest of the time, and wrote the list and handed it over to Yun Qingqing.

But Rong Shiyi was completely unaware of all this, he was still playing chess with Zhou Gong in his sleep, and was not awakened by Song Ci until he was about to take the math test again.

The exam took place in Director Wang's office, and was proctored by Director Wang, Yun Qingqing and Yuan Mu.For this reason, Director Wang deliberately moved a set of small tables and chairs from the warehouse, and also set up a standing desk lamp, cleaned it carefully and placed it in the center of the office.

Sitting there, Rong Shiyi felt like a suspect about to be tortured.

Even now, Yuan Mu still doesn't believe that Rong Shiyi made those questions by himself. With the paper in his hand, he asked one last time:

"You admit it now, at most it's just a report of criticism, and it won't look good if you can't write it later?"

Rong Shiyi resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

He was imitating Song Ci, smiling and stretching out his hand to take the test paper:

"Give me the paper, Mr. Yuan, the pen in my hand is already protesting, it says it wants to write the questions and it's going to catch fire."

Not only math problems, but also the ability to irritate people, he is also personally taught by Song Ci.

Yuan Mu's attitude was not very good and he threw the paper on the small table.

Rong Shiyi didn't care about these details, he took the paper and started to read the questions.

It would be a lie to say that he is not nervous. The big questions he can solve in the math papers of the monthly exam are similar to those that Song Ci has mentioned before, so his score of more than [-] is also due to luck, and he will do it again. The title may not necessarily be able to write out.

As time passed by, Yun Qingqing who was beside her seemed more nervous than Rong Shiyi herself.

She quietly asked Song Ci next to her:

"Can Xiaohong do it?"

Song Ci was lowering his head to write the question, he felt a little helpless when he heard this question:

"Don't worry, he can."

The office was surprisingly quiet, Director Wang even had to drink tea in a low voice, for fear of interrupting Rong Shiyi's train of thought, so there was only the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper for a while.

At the end, Rong Shiyi put the cap on the pen and stretched:

"I'm done."

Director Wang was a little surprised, he glanced at his watch:

"It's not time yet, let's look at other questions?"

"That's it, I can't solve other problems even if I look at them."

Rong Shiyi played the paper and handed it to Yuan Mu calmly.

Yuan Mu glanced at him, took out the red pen from his jacket pocket, and went to the side to make corrections.

Yun Qingqing took the opportunity to come over:

"Xiaohong, is the question difficult?"

"Easy! Can do it!" Rong Shiyi gave a thumbs up.

Since Rong Shiyi only wrote fill-in-the-blank choices and a few big questions sporadically, the grading was extremely fast, and the grades had already come down within the time they were talking.

Rong Shiyi deducted two points for missing a decimal point at the end of one question, and other big questions can be scored as long as he writes it. Even because he is more correct than the monthly test for two multiple-choice questions, his final score is higher than the monthly test. More than 70 points.

Yuan Mu didn't accept the reality until now.

His face was dark enough, and after grading the paper, he checked it again carefully, and finally he was a little suspicious:

"I didn't lock the door of my office at noon today, you..."

Do you mean to suspect that Rong Shiyi read the papers in advance in private? ?

Rong Shiyi couldn't take it anymore, and bullying people didn't bully like that.He frowned and was about to refute, but someone stopped Yuan Mu's next words.

"Old Yuan! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Director Wang's tone was a bit harsh, he glared at Yuan Mu, took a sip of tea, and said:

"You blamed the child wrongly and wasted everyone's time. Don't you have to apologize? I wiped the chair today and my waist is shining!"

Director Wang has senior qualifications, and the words he speaks carry more weight. Yuan Mu held back for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything more. He patted Rong Shiyi on the shoulder, and apologized awkwardly:

"Sorry, the teacher blamed you."

Rong Shiyi graciously accepted Yuan Mu's apology.

His tail was going up to the sky. The [-] points was the highest score he had ever taken since he was in high school. He wanted to take this paper home and find a frame to frame it.

This guy was complacent, and he was still complacent when he left the office:

"Dog, did you see that I got 73 points!"

"I see, I see, you are awesome."

Song Ci was very perfunctory, and then said cruelly:

"You can forget to write the decimal point. You really have it. Since the two points are lost, I will find [-] questions of the same type for you tonight, and send them to me to check before going to bed at night."

Rong Shiyi's expression collapsed:

"Gouzi, the question sea tactics are unscientific."

Song Ci disagrees:

"But it works."

"Rong Shiyi."

When the two of them were arguing in the corridor, someone called Rong Shiyi's name, and he was the monitor of the tenth class.

The squad leader had obviously been waiting at the stairs for a long time, and as soon as he saw the two of them, he trotted over with a mobile phone.

"Huh?" Rong Shiyi looked at her strangely.

The squad leader pushed his glasses, stood beside Rong Shiyi, and asked first:

"Can we take some time to rehearse at noon tomorrow?"

"?"

rehearse?What practice are you doing?

Rong Shiyi was at a loss, but before he could ask his doubts, the squad leader raised his phone and approached him.

The squad leader swipe the screen twice, and there are three or four classical European-style princess dresses in the album.

She rarely talked to Rong Shiyi, so she was a little nervous at this time.

She raised her eyes to look at Rong Shiyi first, and then tentatively asked carefully and in a low voice:

"Which dress do you like?"

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作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-21?14:54:20~2021-09-22?11:44:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Zhimo, Mango Pudding, Gu Jinyan? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: yang, chord? 1 piece;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：我永远喜欢任渐默?16瓶；yang?7瓶；深海、顾槿妍?5瓶；子梵冰、14568083?3瓶；寻、滴答滴答、阿毓?2瓶；繁华里?1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!