Back in high school, I attacked my rival

What Jie Qingyang said is a bit beyond the level of existing students, basically covering everything.

Other students can understand it, but it takes time to digest it.

This class may be Jie Qingyang's most serious class in a long time, and it is also his highlight moment, which has received the admiration and admiration of countless people.

Man is indeed a thinking reed.

He felt that he should not be inferior to his love rival, at least in terms of language.

The homework assigned by He Zhixiu was also completed independently for the first time. After all, he was a class representative, and he was very active when collecting homework.

In the afternoon, after taking a shower from the dormitory and returning to the classroom, I squatted on the podium, came in and yelled, "Hand in your Chinese homework, do it quickly, and I will send it to Teacher He's office before the evening."

"Do it quickly. Today is Teacher He's first time correcting our homework, so take the initiative."

The others turned pale with fright, and they must have been too active. Teacher He clearly said that it would be fine to hand it in later.

Jie Qingyang also wants to understand one thing, instead of treating the rival in love as an enemy, it is better to be a target, approach, and surpass, and the current situation of the two is not suitable to be an enemy, and the one who suffers is himself.

In the past, I was too angry, and was dazzled by the grief and anger of the previous life.

It's overdue.

"Brother Jie, copy your homework for me," Li Zhuo said running over with spicy sticks in his mouth.

"No, I wrote it randomly. Come on, I'll find you a good one." Jie Qingyang selected the ones with acceptable grades from the handed-in essays and threw them to Li Zhuo, "Hurry up, I'm going to do it soon." Sent to the office."

"Okay, Brother Jie," Li Zhuo caught the homework book with both hands, opened it, and said, "Chen Junhe," he was a little happy.

Jie Qingyang did not write indiscriminately, it was the first time he did it himself, so he didn't know if it was right or not, and whether it fit the category of middle school students' answering questions.Chinese is basically reading, it all depends on the feeling, what kind of feeling the article gives him, he will answer it intuitively, and then pay attention to the answering format that the teacher has instructed thousands of times, the students are very cooperative with him, mainly Li Zhuo’s party members After copying, he yelled for him immediately, and even stood in someone else's place and stared at the writing, as if urging his life.

Jie Qingyang and Li Zhuo moved the workbooks into the language office together, passing by Class [-], Zhou Xinyu had just finished training, and he didn't dare to enter the classroom with the air conditioner turned on at a low level, and rested by the railing in the corridor.

With her upper body naked, her strong and strong chest muscles are fully exposed, and her super long legs are casually slung. Who would not admire her good figure, but it's a pity that a good-looking person has a mouth.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really a cow stepping on a wire - awesome with lightning."

Li Zhuo was holding his homework, unable to move his hand, and said viciously, "I'll clean you up after I deliver the homework."

"If I just dropped my homework and started playing, it's not like you, Li Heigui, love to study?"

"Stupid/crazy." Li Zhuo dropped the sentence and followed Jie Qingyang, "Brother Jie, let's ask Mr. He about Song Shi by the way."

"Yes. Zhou Xinyu's health is really good. He was beaten so badly in the morning, and he still participated in training in the afternoon."

"He is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death."

He Zhixiu was not in the office, so the two put down their homework and left.

When I came out, there was no one in the corridor except Class [-], and the other two classes were full of people.

This fully shows that Zhao Deyou is here.

So no matter how provocative Zhou Xinyu was, he had no time to answer, and returned to work quickly.

Jie Qingyang began to try to do history homework by himself again, completely immersed in it, until halfway through the night, a strange student came to the door and said that Teacher He called the representative of Class Nine to go to the office.

Finished homework?So fast, it took 45 minutes for 10 assignments, and it was really young.

"Teacher He, do you need me?" Jie Qingyang was still very obedient, knocking on the door and shouting the report before coming in.

He Zhixiu straightened his back and meticulously corrected their homework. The one on his right hand was his book.

"Come here." He Zhixiu put down the red pen, turned the chair, and faced him, "Did you write this homework yourself?"

"?" It wasn't when he did it by himself, no one came to him, and after finally doing it by himself, he came to question it, and Jie Qingyang stared sullenly.

"You do not believe?"

"Before I didn't know you, I might believe it, but after I brought you along, I didn't believe it."

"What do you mean?"

He Zhixiu didn't repeat it, his cool-colored eyes were not soft, but they looked extraordinarily stern and cold, "Do you have the answer in your hand?"

"Can I think you're insulting me?" Jie Qingyang wasn't angry anymore, instead he was happy from the bottom of his heart, his eyes began to become excited, "Well, you humiliated me as much as you want," "Jie Qingyang, your homework and the previous few The way of answering questions, habits, this time the reading questions are directly 90.00% similar to the answers.”

"This time I wrote it seriously, I wrote it scribbled before."

He Zhixiu was a little speechless, and was silent for a while, "Why do you have to write seriously this time?"

"Because, Mr. He," Jie Qingyang stared at He Zhixiu fascinatedly, "Since you took me to teach you, I seem to have opened up. I didn't listen to Chinese class before." "Don't talk nonsense," He Zhixiu looked ugly and cold Leng interrupted, "What do you want to do this time?"

As if being seen through his mind, Jie Qingyang said guiltily, "No, is there anything wrong with studying hard?"

"Don't think badly about it."

"Is that how I am in your heart?"

He Zhixiu pursed his lips, turned back to his chair, and waved to him, "Go back to the classroom."

Jie Qingyang didn't move, "Mr. He, I've surrendered. The angry words I said at noon, I don't really like Yan Jiajia that much. If you like Yan Jiajia, you can go after Yan Jiajia with confidence. I will never stop her, and I won't gossip around."

He Zhixiu's hand holding the pen paused, unable to read the homework, and turned his head, "What you said is all irony."

Jie Qingyang's scalp is numb, this is too powerful, how do you know what he said is ironic, this person has mind reading skills?

He propped his hands on the edge of the desk, leaned sideways, and looked down at He Zhixiu, "Why do you come here with such good qualifications? I heard that you are a student of Tsinghua University. , and take a long-term view, you will be out of the society in the future, and there will be many good girls around you, why bother to have sex here, and besides, students are not easy to start with, which will affect your reputation."

The light shone between the two, and the outlines of each other became deeper and clearer in the eyes, and the atmosphere gradually changed again.

He Zhixiu snorted coldly, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"No, I'm afraid you will go astray." It was also the last reminder.

"Thanks, mind yourself."

Jie Qingyang always has a feeling that the other party has not finished talking, and he wants to say but tries his best to hide it.

"By the way, you haven't told me about Song Shi this morning."

"That's not what you should ask," He Zhixiu stared at his unruly hands, "Go back."

Jie Qingyang walked out of the office, determined to implement the plan.

Before that, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, he didn't provoke He Zhixiu, and he behaved well in class, but the memorization was too brain-intensive, plus dictation.Every time it is Chinese language self-study in the morning, the night before must turn on the lights and fight at night.

English words are okay, they can be memorized quickly by following the phonetic symbols, and there is no difficulty. As far as Chinese is concerned, being able to read classical Chinese does not necessarily mean memorizing it.

In short, dreaming is endorsing.

He Zhixiu was slightly satisfied with his performance, so he didn't feel embarrassed.

After the Chinese morning self-study, as usual, he went to the school gate to find Hu Feiwei to get flowers. He Zhixiu left the classroom before he went out. He tried not to meet each other except in the classroom, otherwise it would arouse the anger in his heart.

But He Zhixiu was also walking towards the campus gate.

had to meet.

He Zhixiu went to the guard room and sat waiting for someone. Jie Qingyang was standing in front of the electric sliding door and asked Hu Feiwei to come over.

"I said whether you have caught up with him or not, it has been half a month." Hu Feiwei handed him the bright pink rose.

"It's hard to chase, but I believe she will be moved by me. Believe me, buddy. Boss Hu, bring me two cups of milk tea at noon." "Do you really think I have a free day?"

"I'll do chores in your store for free during the monthly vacation, please help me." Jie Qingyang felt a scorching gaze while talking.

"Okay, what time is noon?"

"12:30."

After speaking, he looked towards the guard room.

He Zhixiu had already come out, walked to the small door next to him, and got stuck in the perspective.

He took a few steps back to widen his sight, and found that it was He Zhixiu who was chatting with a beautiful woman with fluttering hair.

Smiling all over his face, it's been a long time since He Zhixiu showed such a smooth smile.

He took a few steps closer unconsciously, wanting to hear what they were chatting.

"Excuse me," He Zhixiu took a cardboard box with both hands.

"It's a matter of dropping by, no trouble, Junior Brother He, I didn't expect you to come to our school for an internship. I was surprised after hearing what they said, but it's the same wherever you prepare for the exam. Come on."

He Zhixiu nodded, "Thank you, Senior Sister Lu, is your unit close to here? I'll treat you to dinner after the holiday."

"Really?" Senior Sister Lu tossed her long hair, flattered, "Then I'll wait for good news from Senior Brother He."

"Well, then I'll go back first."

"it is good."

After He Zhixiu thanked him, he turned around holding the box and saw Jie Qingyang examining him with a flower.

"Why are you attracting bees and butterflies everywhere?" Jie Qingyang accused unceremoniously, "you are always going around, and you just rely on your handsome looks to seduce people everywhere." How could my wife like this kind of person? Shame on the surface to deceive.

The corners of He Zhixiu's mouth that had just been put away turned up inadvertently, "You don't look bad, it's within my aesthetic range."

Jie Qingyang tried his best to adjust without getting angry, looked down at Hua, diverted his anger, looked up, and saw that the person had already left.

He hurriedly caught up with him and smirked: "Mr. He, what's the name of this beauty just now? Who is she? She looks so good-looking, with long hair, fair skin, and a tall figure. She's perfect for you. , Walking on the street, the rate of turning heads is 100%, I saw that she was very interested in you," No matter what he said, He Zhixiu was indifferent, but his face became more and more bad.

"If there is such a beautiful woman who likes me, I will definitely treat her wholeheartedly, without any second thoughts." Before he finished speaking, He Zhixiu suddenly pushed him against a nearby tree, and the two stepped back several times. Jie Qingyang was frightened to death. He thought he would fall, but luckily he hit a tree.

But He Zhixiu exerted so much strength that he couldn't break free.

He couldn't break free. In fact, He Zhixiu only used one hand and held the cardboard box in the other hand. When he hit him back then, as long as He Zhixiu fought back... He looked up, the other person's breathing was slightly heavy, and his cold face was slightly serious. He is angry.

"I take back what I just said, love is free."

"...It's too late," He Zhixiu pressed his arms with his body, oppressing him with the posture of an absolute winner.

"Then," Jie Qingyang racked his brains in pain on how to make up for it. It is absolutely wrong to make the teacher angry. "Then. This is for you," He Zhixiu was taken aback when he heard the words, and then saw a flower Pink and delicate roses sway in the wind.