Stop fishing, I'm hooked!

Yuren's teacher has always been very fast in grading papers and scoring.

On the afternoon of the second day of the monthly exam, Zhao Jingyuan appeared on the podium with the report card.

The atmosphere in the class was polarized, some were so nervous that they even breathed lightly, waiting anxiously.

The other part is completely indifferent, what to do, I already know that it is impossible, and I don't have any expectations.

With a pen in his hand, Liu Nanyou was immersed in solving the problem. The problem was very simple, and he could usually solve it within 5 minutes, but today, after 5 minutes passed, he only wrote a solution.

His eyes were still on the paper, but his mind was wandering, and Radu couldn't come back.

"In this exam, generally speaking, everyone's performance is not bad. A few students' grades have improved significantly, but! Different students' grades are not as satisfactory.

Who is talking about, and who knows who they are, I will not name them. "

When Zhao Jingyuan's voice fell, Liu Nanyou could clearly feel a gaze sweeping over him.

Not only did he feel it, Qu Jin kept looking at Zhao Jingyuan, and the feeling was even more obvious.

His brows, which were flattened just now, frowned uncontrollably, staring at Liu Nanyou scorchingly.

Liu Nanyou was still looking down at the question, with his mouth closed and his lips pursed into a straight line.

Zhao Jingyuan unfolded the report card: "This semester, the school leaders have been notified that the scores and rankings will not be announced in the future. Take it back and read it yourself."

Zhou Huan and Sun Ning received the report card first, Zhou Huan glanced at it, and stuffed the list directly into the belly of the table: "It really is me! As stable as an old dog."

While watching, Sun Ning answered casually: "You don't have any room to go down, damn it! My total score is over [-]! Lu Yang! I want to be at the same table with you for the rest of my life!"

Zhou Huan snatched his report card, like an abandoned little daughter-in-law: "Old grandson! You secretly studied behind my back!"

Sun Ning shrugged: "Make up for the broken relationship. No one chats at night, so there is more time." He has never been late this semester.

Lu Yang also got the report card, his expression was quite calm, and there was no fluctuation.

"Qu Jin, come get the report card." Zhao Jingyuan still has two in his hand, one is his and the other is Liu Nanyou's.

Qu Jin silently walked to the edge of the podium: "I'll take it back for my deskmate."

Zhao Jingyuan only gave him his, and Liu Nanyou withheld the one: "Qu Jin, keep working hard!"

Qu Jin looked at the list that had been withheld, completely lost the mood to look at his report card, and frowned uncontrollably.

Zhao Jingyuan patted him on the shoulder: "Go back."

So far, only Liu Nanyou has not received the report card.

Qu Jin twisted a corner of the list and returned to the seat, carelessly placed it on the table.

Zhou Huan and Sun Ning were even more anxious than him, they rushed over together and whispered at the same time: "Hey!"

"Fuck, brother Jin, your grades are on the rocket!"

Total score 462, class 13, grade 116.

A score of more than 460 is not high, and it is not even enough compared to the grades of those students in the No. [-] Middle School, but compared with his grades last semester, even if it is not as good as the rocket, the plane is still okay.

After seeing Qu Jin's results, everyone focused on Liu Nanyou.

Zhao Jingyuan was still holding the list in his hand, and looked at him, "Liu Nanyou, come out."

Liu Nanyou finally stopped writing, and followed Zhao Jingyuan out of the class.

Zhao Jingyuan did not stop in the corridor, but led him to the stairwell.

Without saying a word, he handed the report card directly to him.

Liu Nanyou took it without looking at it, and held it with his hands down.

Zhao Jingyuan was annoyed by his actions: "Should I praise you for your self-confidence, or call you conceited? Don't you care about your grades?"

"I know the score, there's no need to look at it." His expression was very calm, even indifferent.

Zhao Jingyuan walked back and forth in front of him a few times, pressing his brows, propped his back up and looked at him for a long while, and then said a few words: "You are not my son. If you were my son, I would have done it by now!"

Liu Nanyou rolled his eyelids and glanced at him: "It is stipulated that corporal punishment is not allowed for students."

Zhao Jingyuan was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time, and stared at him out of breath.

"Teacher, I don't want to go to Peiyou class."

Zhao Jingyuan was so angry with him that he gritted his teeth and said: "You willful! Nonsense! Liu Nanyou, let me tell you, what you do is meaningless, and in the end you not only ruin yourself! You also deny Qu ...the efforts of others!

Do you think you did this for his own good?You are making excuses for your selfish and childish behavior!You are so immature! "

Liu Nanyou still didn't make a sound, and there was no expression on his face, but the hand holding the report card was unconsciously exerting force, and broken wrinkles spread out on the originally flat surface of the paper.

"I hope you can go back and think about it. This is not just a question of an exam. It is essentially a question of your mentality when you encounter things. If you continue like this, you will only be farther and farther away from your goal. No one can do it." Accompany a reckless lunatic to the end!"

Zhao Jingyuan walked with his fists clenched, and the sound of him slamming the door echoed in the stairwell. He has worked for so long, and it is rare for him to lose his composure like today.

Some students look stubborn and stubborn on the surface, but they are actually very soft inside, and they listen to advice and advice.

But some children are calm on the surface, and will not refute what you say, so it is difficult to convince them in reality.

Liu Nanyou is the latter, and he is the best of the latter.

Liu Nanyou returned to the classroom empty-handed, but he tore up the report card and threw it in the trash can in the corridor.

The preparatory bell for class had already rang. Zhou Huan and Sun Ning were both sitting on chairs, sneaking glances at him from time to time.

Lu Yang frowned with some confusion: "You didn't pass the exam this time?"

Liu Nanyou nodded, and the corner of his eye glanced at Qu Jin, who was reading a book: "Well, I didn't do well in the exam."

Lu Yang was a little worried, and patted his arm: "Don't be discouraged, it's just that you didn't perform well in this accident, try harder next time."

When the teacher entered, Lu Yang turned around.

Qu Jin still didn't respond, and didn't speak to him.

There is still about half a month left for their courses to end. After the midterm exam is divided into classes, the students in the Beyou class will enter the first round of review in advance.

During one class, Qu Jin didn't speak to him.

Liu Nanyou could see that he was angry, and very angry, and he was trying his best to hold it back.

When taking notes, he wrote harder than usual, leaving deep pen marks on each page of the notebook.

The whole afternoon, Liu Nanyou waited for Qu Jin to question him, but he didn't wait.

If Qu Jin came over to question himself regardless, or even quarreled with himself, he would feel calmer in his heart.

But the more Qu Jin pressed down like this, the more uneasy he felt, and he was very unwilling to admit that he felt a little guilty.

On the way to the cafeteria, Liu Nanyou deliberately lagged behind everyone, and he was helping Qu Jin find a chance for few people to get angry with him.

Walking slowly at the end, Qu Jin also followed his speed.

When there were only the two of them left in the corridor, Liu Nanyou couldn't hold back: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"What's for dinner tonight?" Qu Jin looked forward as he spoke, "Can you hurry up, or you won't have a choice."

Liu Nanyou stopped, Qu Jin paused, but did not stop.

After watching his back for a while, he followed him silently: "Are you angry?"

Qu Jin stopped abruptly and looked at him: "Well, I'm so angry."

"and then?"

"Then?" Qu Jin's eyes fell on him coldly, and his voice could not tell whether it was ridicule or anger. He was overwhelmed by Liu Nan's breath, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, unable to hold his emotions together, and unable to express them accurately.

Liu Nanyou lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.

After a while, someone kicked his butt lightly.

"?" Liu Nanyou looked up.

"I want to kick you." Qu Jin pulled him away again: "Hurry up, the soup will be gone in a while."

Liu Nanyou walked awkwardly behind him, the chef's skills in the cafeteria had regressed again, after a meal, it was tasteless.

Liu Nanyou always thought of Zhao Jingyuan's words, "It will not only destroy myself, but also negate Qu Jin's efforts."

When he looked up at Qu Jin, he found that he didn't eat much.

Although there was no quarrel like last time, Liu Nanyou knew that this time was much more serious than last time.

Maybe not just angry, but angry, because the next morning, the right side of Qu Jin's face was visibly enlarged.

Not only the toothache, but also the right side of the head.

When Liu Nanyou came out of the bathroom, he stared at him for a long time, holding his face for comparison: "Is your right cheek swollen?"

Qu Jin pretended not to know: "Really, I didn't feel it." In fact, his right gum was swollen and high, and he didn't dare to shut up or open his mouth, and it hurt even to speak.

Liu Nanyou held his chin: "It's really swollen, doesn't it hurt?"

In fact, he was so painful that he wanted to hit the wall: "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel it, it's okay."

Liu Nanyou looked at him suspiciously: "Does it really not hurt? I'll go to the infirmary with you later."

Qu Jin avoided his sight by looking at the time: "I got up late today, I will go to the infirmary by myself, and you go to the cafeteria, so as not to waste time."

Liu Nanyou touched his face again, and confirmed, "You really don't hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, I can go by myself."

Liu Nanyou didn't say much, but she regretted it when she got out of the dormitory, and clung to Qu Jin to follow him to the infirmary.

The school doctor is an aunt in her 40s who knows Qu Jin very well, and she was very enthusiastic when she saw him: "Hey! Qu Jin, you haven't been here for a long time. Which of you two is sick?"

Both of them walked in lightly, but the school doctor didn't see it for a moment.

Liu Nanyou pressed Qu Jin on the chair opposite to the school doctor, turned his right cheek to show the school doctor: "His face is swollen."

The school doctor compared it left and right, and took out a small flashlight: "Open your mouth, ah."

Qu Jin: "Ah." There was a voice, but the mouth couldn't be opened, it was too swollen.

The school doctor frowned: "The gums are swollen, you failed the monthly exam, are you angry?"

Liu Nanyou's eyes flickered a few times before dimming: "Doctor, how can you hurry up?"

The school doctor glanced at him, then turned his gaze back to Qu Jin, asking for his opinion: "I'll write you a note, how many days off will I grant you?"

The school doctor offered to give him a few days off. In the past, Qu Jin could die happily, but today he shook his head: "No! I don't rest! I have to go to class! Just give me some medicine, I'm fine."