immature

Xi Yan was a little muttering all day today.

It may be because Mr. Zhong Qin gave him detailed lectures, which caused Zhong Qin's level of academic master in his mind to be raised to a particularly high level.

——But Xi Yan has already been to high school once, and he searched in his memory. Even if he is a scumbag in elementary school, those names that are often mentioned by the teacher and who have taken turns to take the first grade, even if Xi Yan doesn’t want to Listening, I was forced to be very familiar.

There is no such word as "Zhong Qin" at all.

Therefore, ever since Xi Yan failed to find Zhong Qin in the position he was expecting, he was very unwilling to look for him a second time.

It's as if if he doesn't confirm, Zhong Qin will be the one sitting at 1-1, which is essentially the same as "If you don't answer correctly, you will get 150 points".

Li Wenrui's head was hanging from the beam and his buttocks were pierced. He ate bread and drank yogurt at noon, just to read more books.

Zhou Zijie and the others, as the real crane tail contestants, took the exam in the examination room set up as an empty classroom on the top floor of the third floor of the senior high school. The crane tails of each grade are there, because the distance between candidates needs to be drawn out, and a classroom is equipped with There were not as many people in the original class, so I just went out to eat directly from the back door after the exam.

Therefore, during the two days of the exam, Xi Yan, Zhong Qin, Ding Xuan and Yang Ziyang ate together all the time.

Xi Yan didn't go out of his way to find Zhong Qin.

But every time he went downstairs, Zhong Qin would take Yang Ziyang and wait for him under the plaque in the teaching building.

After finishing the comprehensive science exam on Wednesday afternoon, the monthly exam in September finally came to an end.

On Thursday, I went to class with anxiety, and on Friday, I was extremely efficient...with results.

The first class after the grades are all commented on papers.

Holding a thin and long note in his hand, Li Wenrui has been in a trance for the whole morning reading.

The report card in the class was cut into narrow strips for distribution to everyone. Xi Yan felt a little kind in his heart when he saw this style of form at first glance.

The report card has class, name, student number, grades of each subject, total score, and the last two columns are class rank and grade rank.

Xi Yan played with the little note around his fingertips, feeling a little strange.

...It looks like a paper pay slip.

The big ranking is like the real salary, and the small ranking in the front column is the provident fund and social security paid by the company.

Xi Yan stared at the "actual wages" for a long time, 327, he thought a little ecstasy, how can he survive if he is paid such a small amount of money every month.

Xi Yan couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "Money is money, life is connected, and every point is the root of students."

Hearing these words, Li Wenrui immediately turned into a moaning monster: "...you have improved by 120! You are not qualified to say this!"

It happened that Jiang Shui was standing on the podium, summarizing this monthly exam: "No.1 in the class is Yan Yue. Congratulations, you have entered the top 150 in your grade. You are on par with the students in the experimental class. It's great, keep it up! Make the most progress! My classmate is Xi Yan, compared with the entrance score, I have improved by 120 places, no matter how hard I work, I will soon be able to enter the middle echelon, come on."

Hearing the applause from his classmates, Xi Yan was bathed in the betrayal eyes of the other four heroes, and really wanted to stand up and give in.

But he only smiled, and then he thought to himself... How did his path of being a scumbag go astray?

The subject of Chinese, after three years of social training, is really easy for him.Anyway, it is also a social animal that can be understood at the enterprise level. If it were not for the table under the paper, Xi Yan would be able to dig out the "author's intention" on the spot.

I don’t speak English, at least at the fourth level of the university. I read a lot of English materials when I went to work because of work needs. The test is still easy.

Mathematics...

He pestered Zhong Qin to teach him.

Xi Yan came to a conclusion - Zhong Qin, the biggest stumbling block on his way to becoming a scumbag.

Xi Yan wanted to have some fun, but Jiang Shui didn't give him a chance: "But Xi Yan, I want to say something more. I've been teaching for so many years, and it's rare for you to have scores in the three subjects of language and mathematics that are similar to the total score of all subjects— —Are you biased, you just flipped over."

The classmates in the class laughed, and the corners of Xi Yan's mouth twitched. Sure enough, Jiang Shui was as straightforward and unequivocal as he remembered.

"Come down and adjust the learning method of science and comprehensive study by yourself, you can do it." After Jiang Shui said this, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Okay, let's analyze the data of this monthly exam and see the reflection. something went wrong..."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Xi Yan was stunned.

"You can do it."

"You're not bad at all."

"Hey, hey!" Li Wenrui leaned over and bumped Xi Yan's arm, "Same table? Are you happy and silly?"

Xi Yan came back to his senses: "...you're so happy, didn't you see Mr. Jiang not giving you any face?"

Li Wenrui was puzzled: "Boss Jiang?"

Xi Yan accidentally blurted out Jiang Shui's nickname, so he simply took this opportunity: "Look at her data analysis, does it look like the boss has a meeting to analyze the reports of various departments?"

Li Wenrui tasted it carefully, and was amused: "Like, really like, it's like this in TV dramas."

On the other end, in the classroom of Class [-].

When Gao Chengliu talked about this monthly exam, his mood was inevitably a bit complicated: "In general, we did well in the exam this time. The average score is also No.1 in the experimental class, which is higher than No.2...0.6. We must be correct here. Encouragement from everyone, you are doing a great job!"

The students in class [-] began to applaud, but they felt that Gao Chengliu's expression seemed a little subtle when he said the average score.

Gao Chengliu changed the subject: "But I also want to remind everyone, I hope everyone will not take it lightly, after all, it is only the first monthly exam, and the content involved is relatively basic and simple, and everyone can clearly feel this from the scores. One point. This time, there is only a four-point difference between No.1 and No.10 in grades. What is the concept? For a student with a high score, one point can overwhelm two people. What does it mean? The more basic the questions, the more details The more you have to pay attention to..."

When Gao Chengliu said this, he paused, and then he put the report card on the podium rather helplessly. After holding back for a while, he couldn't help asking: "Since we are talking about details--Zhong Qin, what is the last major in mathematics?" Why is the question empty, waiting for a kind teacher to help you write it?"

The classroom, which had been quiet just now, was silent for three seconds, and then suddenly the pot exploded.

"Wow--"

"Didn't write the last question? Seriously?"

"But...but I think he's eleventh!"

"My God, one point beats two people, and that question is twenty points! The first small question is five points, which is almost equal to free, even if he only writes one question, he will be the first! There are still fifteen points left. How much space is there!"

"Look at his comprehensive scores. Don't talk about the first question. It's not difficult for him to get the full score, right? Divide twenty by fifty...the average score can be increased to 0.4!"

"Then the average score of our class is one point ahead... On average, everyone in the class is under two... No wonder Mr. Gao's expression!"

"What level does this have to be! Take it!"

"..."

Gao Chengliu became even more disturbed when he heard these discussions in the class.

Good heartache for his equal score.

Although the monthly exam is a formal exam in form, the questions focus on the content of the month's study. Sometimes the propositions may not be able to assign scores in accordance with the college entrance examination outline, and occasionally there are irregularities.

For example, this math problem.

The proposition group really couldn't find so many test points, so they decided to unify their opinions, delete one question, and then increase the score of the final question, giving a full twenty points to this question. There are a total of two small questions, each with a score of five Points, fifteen points.

"Quiet," Gao Chengliu waved his hand. He didn't expect that there were students in the experimental class who could make him feel like this. His tone was slightly depressed, "Zhong Qin, tell me."

Zhong Qin stood up under the admiring eyes of the classroom, and said a few words: "It's on the last page, I didn't see it."

Gao Chengliu: "..."

Class [-] students: "..."

It means that this step is not checked in the answering process.

There are two test papers with a total of eight pages. This question is on the top of the eighth page, and there is only this question on that page. Although the words are small, there are two lines, but this question will not be missed after checking the paper.

But there is no way, this is already the most suitable reason Zhong Qin can think of.

He can't say that he just wants to be simple and rude and "reasonable and legal" not to go to the competition, and seeing that the score of this question is almost appropriate, so he abandons it with a try mentality-see if he has any hope of falling out of the grade top fifty...

Competitive competition results can add points to the college entrance examination, which is an additional insurance for entering a prestigious school.

——Can't he pass the exam?

Zhong Qin's first reaction was that he didn't really want to go to the class that was not so necessary and sounded like it would take a lot of time and effort.

If it hadn't been for Gao Chengliu's exhortations to him to study hard in the competition class and strive to win honor for the school, he would have cut off his thoughts of giving up voluntarily, and he would not have "made such a bad move".

It turns out he either underestimated himself.

Or they overestimated the strength of others.

In short, these words didn't sound very human, so he didn't say them out of politeness.

Gao Chengliu's current expression is exactly the same as that of Wei Bu who said "I believe you" two days ago: "You said it yourself, isn't it a pity? Ah? Isn't it a pity? Don't be so sloppy next time, question I missed it, is this a mistake that the students in our class should make?"

Zhong Qin stood up and put himself in an attitude of accepting criticism humbly, knowing the current affairs very well.

Gao Chengliu: "..."

After Gao Chengliu summed up the monthly exam, he began to comment on the math papers.

The difficulty of the test paper this time, except for the last question, is generally not that big for the students in their class. There are very few topics that need to be emphasized, and most of them are mentioned before. .

Gao Chengliu didn't know whether it was inexplicable anger or what, as soon as the paper was put down, he waved his hand, called the roll and said, "Zhong Qin, you come to this question."

Yang Ziyang sat down and complained in a low voice: "I'll go, let us Brother Zhong talk, if he can talk, can we understand..."

Zhong Qin: "..."

Xi puppy can understand.

What kind of rookie is his tablemate?

Gao Chengliu took out a piece of chalk from the chalk box, and signaled to Zhong Qin: "There is still some time, you come up, if you don't want to write papers, then you can write on the blackboard."

The students below really didn't dare to laugh if they wanted to.

Zhong Qin reasonably suspected that the homeroom teacher lost his average score of 0.4 and was angry with himself.

So when he went up to answer the questions, he looked uncharacteristically, very patient and kind, and his whole body was filled with affection for the head teacher who lost his temper.

It's not that he didn't do this question during the exam, so now he writes very smoothly without getting stuck at all.

The students whispered among themselves, there were two steps that they didn't calculate by themselves, and they were still a little confused just by looking at them.

Gao Chengliu was different, he caught Zhong Qin's train of thought at a glance.

Originally, Zhong Qin thought that Gao Chengliu would be comforted after he finished answering this question without any leaks, but he put down his pen and turned his head to look at Gao Chengliu's face, which was as suffocated as a pig's liver.

Zhong Qin: "..."

He should have said he wouldn't.

The teacher in charge couldn't guess what he was thinking, so he was a little bit misguided.

After the first math class, Xi Yan went to class [-] to join in the fun.

He wanted to go to Yang Ziyang's side to make side-views, but Yang Ziyang happened to be watching the grades with a few students at the back of the classroom.

Anyone can read it, even the teacher occasionally flips through it when walking around the classroom in class.

Public execution is also a representative method of inhumanity in prestigious schools.

Xi Yan took a sneaky look at Zhong Qin, who was sitting on the seat, walked in the door with ease, and got into the crowd looking at the grades.

"I have to say that my Brother Zhong is really awesome..." Yang Ziyang was still feeling emotional, when suddenly a Xi Yan appeared next to him, "Huh? You are here, Xi Baba."

Xi Yan stared at the first page of the report card with a serious face.

Yang Ziyang understood: "Understood, let's take care of Brother Zhong, right? There, let me tell you how awesome he is this time..."

Xi Yan ignored him, turned around and went out with a serious face.

Yang Ziyang didn't blow it out: "...Where's the person?"

With one hand on his hip, Xi Yan frowned, pulled Yang Ziyang's bench away, and sat down.

Zhong Qin thought he was reaching out to ask for homework, so he habitually said, "Which subject?"

Xi Yan shook his head, sat sideways on the bench facing Zhong Qin, and by the way saw the report card that Zhong Qin casually threw on the table.

Xi Yan didn't care about privacy. After all, he had "released the rankings" and there was no privacy at all. He stretched out his pretentious finger, poked hard twice on the grade ranking column of the grade strip, and said loudly: "Zhong Qin Classmate, can you study harder."

As soon as Xi Yan said this, the surroundings were instantly quiet.

The young students who were watching their grades turned around one after another, with expressions of doubting that they had heard it wrong.

After a moment of silence, Xi Yan's words were heard more clearly: "Look at your two 1s, the meaning is not very good, can you spend more time on your studies? If you are too busy, I can help you watch the dog at any time ah."

The little students were all shocked.

Zhong Qin got the point: "Can you make your intention of coveting my dog ​​any more obvious?"

Yang Ziyang walked over in a daze, and asked Xi Yan in a whisper: "You, how many exams did your old man take?"

Xi Yan didn't shy away: "320 seven."

Yang Ziyang and the onlookers: "..."

327 Dare to tell 11 what to do?

How can such a big face put on an expression of hating iron but not steel!

But Zhong Qin was neither angry nor annoyed, and even smiled lightly: "So powerful?"

Xi Yan touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed to be praised by Zhong Qin unexpectedly, but he didn't want to be modest, so he whispered: "...That's not true."

After finishing speaking, he raised his voice and added a righteous sentence: "So you have to work harder."

Yang Ziyang and the onlookers: "Where is the strength? Brother, don't work hard, can you leave a way for others to survive?"

The smile on Zhong Qin's face couldn't stop: "Perhaps the number of rankings, the bigger the better."

Xi Yan stared at the two big eyes: "You are kidding me."

Zhong Qin turned sideways, with his back against the wall in a casual posture, raised his arms and stretched out his hands, and flicked Xi Yan's smooth and fair forehead with his fingers: "Show me?"

Xi Yan froze for a moment, then took out a half-folded grade slip from his sleeve: "...how did you know that I would bring it for you to see?"