But after all, the depression in my heart is still there.

There were two people who were already in high school who would help out at the back of the classroom, handing out mock papers, registering test scores and other chores, making Shao Jingjie inevitably keep his eyes on that person.

"Shao Jingjie don't keep turning his head and looking around, hurry up and study!" As a result, he was always scolded by the patrolling teacher.

"Study is amazing... I have something a hundred times more important than this..." Of course, these words can only be said in a low voice.

Fortunately, the school was not so inhumane. Although the concentration camp was almost full of exams, self-criticism, and self-study, there were still physical education classes twice a week.

Shao Jingjie slightly raised his right hand, and his teammate quickly passed the ball. After receiving the ball, he made a beautiful three-step layup. The ball went into the basket smoothly, adding two more points for his team.

"Ah Shao! So handsome!" The enthusiastic cheers from the sidelines almost made people mistake this physical education practice for a formal competition.

"Yeah!" With a high five to his teammate who just passed the ball to him, Shao Jingjie finally felt a little better.

Only at this time can I focus on the ball and stop thinking about those annoying things.

But he also really wanted to see how Lan Zirong played badminton... As far as he knew, Lan Zirong had been playing badminton in the physical education classes these few times... and it was a doubles team with Zhuo Ziyu. gas.

While thinking about it, he grasped the ball vigorously, visually speaking, it looked like he wanted to crush the ball, and his teammates immediately shouted nervously: "Ah Shao! Be stronger, you have already broken three balls! One teacher won't let us fight!"

Only then did Shao Jingjie come back to his senses, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Being so easily distracted obviously has very serious consequences for a candidate.

Looking at the report card of Shao Jingjie's mock test, the instructor frowned slightly, "You, what's the matter with only writing the first 25 questions in mathematics?" And they were all correct. If it is not surprising that they are well written, it should be a full score.

"Uh... I can't finish writing."

"But the classmate next to you said that you stopped writing 20 minutes after the exam started."

"You actually observed me while taking the exam..." Shao Jingjie muttered angrily.

"Anyway, be serious! Lan Zirong is already in K middle school, don't you want to go to the same school as him?"

After what the instructor said, the nervous Shao Jingjie suddenly thought, "That's right, if I don't do well in the exam, can't I separate?"

But the instructor obviously didn't understand the meaning of Shao Jingjie's words, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, if you don't do well in the exam, you can only separate from Lan Zirong... When did your relationship become so good?" ?”

Directly ignoring the following questions, Shao Jingjie held the hands of his mentor as if he had solved some century-old problem, "Thank you so much." Then he ran away without authorization.

The tutor was a little confused about the situation, but he thought he had successfully tutored the troublemaker, "I just said it casually, but I didn't expect that it was really the guy who cared... and taught him the first time in three years. I use honorifics, I'm really amazing." So narcissistically talking to himself.

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