Back in high school, I attacked my rival

The next day, Jie Qingyang was not awakened by his mother's gentle call.

During the few days of vacation, his mother is quite abnormal. Why don't you force him to study? Do you know that you have achieved grades and give up?

Most likely so.But according to his fucking personality, he should come to educate him, why he didn't care about it, it's so strange.

He got up to watch the movement in the living room, Zhou Aoqing was busy cooking in the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm taking leave today, why didn't you call me?" He was going to be driven to school before dawn last time.

"It's hard to take a vacation and take more rest. I don't care about this little time."

Such a reasonable mother made him panic, "Then where did you go last night?"

"Going to play mahjong." Zhou Aoqing didn't know what he was cooking, and he was so focused that he didn't look back at his son.

"??" Jie Qingyang was a little unbelievable, his mother actually went to play mahjong, no matter whether he had food at home, it was unbelievable.

"Mom, did I do something wrong?" He ran to the kitchen and lowered his head sincerely, "If so, I apologize and I will change it."

Zhou Aoqing tilted his head, "You didn't do anything wrong, it was me."

"Mom, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

"Son, mom knows that it's easy to fall in love early at your age, but how can you be so desperate, are you doing me justice?"

Jie Qingyang rubbed his head, puzzled, "I didn't fall in love early, how could I fall in love," "Look, I've learned to lie now," Zhou Aoqing shook his head, sighed helplessly, and the spatula in his hand slammed Toss on a cutting board.

"No, Mom. I was ignorant in the past. Now I've changed my mind. As long as you're happy, I'm willing to do anything."

Zhou Aoqing looked up at him incredulously, half-believing, "Really?"

Jie Qingyang grasped a glimmer of hope and nodded frantically.

Zhou Aoqing said: "Back to the science class, Yan Jiajia is not allowed to have any contact."

"I can't go back to the science class." The science class is so brain-burning, he is not enough brains, and the liberal arts class can still linger, "It's okay if you don't have a relationship with Yan Jiajia." They were not together at first.

Zhou Aoqing put down the spatula in his hand and smiled, "That's fine, don't lie to me."

"Enen, I will never lie to you," "What if I find out?"

"No, it's up to you!" He replied without hesitation.

After yesterday, he was so enlightened that he was determined not to be a dog licking again.

After my mother had a happy meal together, she packed her bags and went back to school. He was the first one to enter school every time.Not today.

There are already two people in the dormitory.

"It's so early." Jie Qingyang greeted warmly as soon as he stepped into the dormitory door.

"You're pretty early, too," said the male student on bed number three who was making the bed, raised his eyelids when he saw someone coming in, and continued his movements.

Bed No. [-] was eating on the bed, "Brother Jie, would you like some?" He shook the chicken feet in his hand.

"Aren't you afraid of dripping oil?" Jie Qingyang frowned, "Can I ask you to do me a favor later?" No. [-] said, "What's the favor?"

"Go to the language office after five o'clock in the afternoon to divide the papers."

Number three: "I'm going to the English office to divide the papers."

Number four: "I promised to help him, Brother Jie, I'm sorry."

Jie Qingyang also started to make the bed, "It's okay, I'll call other students."

"Brother Jie, by the way, show me my score in Chinese."

"It will be posted in the evening self-study." He was too happy yesterday and didn't ask about other people's grades.

For example, how many points did you score in the elementary school test?

For the rest of the time, they didn't chat much, they were all busy with their own affairs, and they didn't know each other well.No. 5 is also the perennial No.130 in the class, the representative of the English class, and his English single subject score is the best in the class, never lower than [-].

There is an arrogance in his bones, and he looks down on students with poor grades.

At first, he flattered Jie Qingyang very much, and liked to join in the fun, but later he found that he was not as good as himself, so he didn't pay much attention to him.

After Jie Qingyang packed up, he went back to class to make up his homework. If he could do it by himself, he would have already done it at home.

Li Zhuo had already taken pictures of the homework answers and sent them to him.

He must treat this buddy well in the future, and don't forget each other regardless of wealth.

One after another, the number of people in the class is increasing, and the army that joins the homework is getting stronger and stronger. They are in small groups, talking and laughing. On the table are milk tea bought outside the school, duck neck and other delicacies.

I don't know, I thought it was heroes from all walks of life gathered here to give advice.

Jie Qingyang was very envious, but he couldn't join the girls' group by himself. There were few boys in liberal arts. There were 48 students in the ninth class, 32 girls, and 15 boys.

But studying has nothing to do with the number of people. Seven of the top ten are boys, and few girls can put all their minds on their studies. Usually, friendship is annoying enough.But the bottom line is also dominated by boys, which is extreme.

He called Cui countless times, Li Zhuocai came slowly and took Chen Junhe with him.

Jie Qingyang smiled gratifiedly, the two finally got better, and he finally won't be caught in the embarrassment.

"Hei Pi, primary school bully, why did you two go? You didn't come until five o'clock."

Li Zhuo pretended to complain, "Chen Junhe insisted on going to the newly opened western restaurant in Digu Plaza, so he wasted time." "It's so romantic, why go to the western restaurant?" Jie Qingyang winked at Chen Junhe.

Chen Junhe went back to his seat and threw the book on the table, still acting like a tsundere young man, ignoring the deliberate teasing from his deskmate.

Li Zhuo really complained this time, "It's a romantic ghost, it's full of young couples, the one between the two of us is awkward, don't you understand, but the food is really delicious, next time, Brother Jie can go and try it together ?”

"Which one? What's the name?"

"Xinyue Western Restaurant, on the sixth floor of Digu Plaza."

Jie Qingyang nodded, "We go to the language office to divide the papers. It will take a long time for three people to divide the whole grade."

"Okay." Li Zhuo threw his messenger bag on the spot, and ran over, "Come on, do you need me to call more people?"

Chen Junhe shook his head alone in his seat.

"Let's go, I won't bark. Just the three of us."

The trio came to the office, the door was unlocked, but there was no teacher inside.

Dozens of answer sheets were stacked on the table on the right side of the door, and it was really difficult for the three of them.

"Teacher He didn't say that there are so many. When and what month will we get three points?" Li Zhuo lamented, but he didn't dare to bring up the idea of ​​finding someone, for fear that Chen Junhe would be unhappy.

"I'm going to call someone. There are so many students in the class now." Jie Qingyang turned and went to the classroom to call four or five more students.

"The second digit of the test number is the class number." Chen Junhe commanded familiarly, "From class [-] to class [-], spread out on the ground in order."

Everyone pulled out the nails, and the papers were divided, and they cooperated quite tacitly.

"Wow, this class has a score of 128. It should be the highest score."

"I have a score of 129." A classmate proudly raised the test paper in his hand, as if he got No.1.

"Awesome, let me see, who is it?" Everyone swarmed up and saw clearly the three big characters in the name column on the roll - Chen Junhe and Li Zhuo held the test paper and praised without hesitation, "My little Hehe It’s amazing, and the test scores are so high! It’s amazing, a genius-like mind.”

Jie Qingyang also came over and scanned the paper. In Chen Junhe's Chinese test paper, if he made a mistake in a multiple-choice question, 3 points were deducted, 2 points were deducted for classical Chinese, 3 points were deducted for reading, and 10 points were deducted for composition.Everything else is full marks.

It's so arrogant!

Chen Junhe was not as happy as he imagined, he was still busy with his own affairs, and after hearing Li Zhuo's praise, his face became more dignified.

Jie Qingyang knew in his heart why he was unhappy, and he had to be responsible for his own emotions.He didn't ask, but wanted to look through his test papers, and all the test papers in the first examination room of liberal arts were pulled out.

"Brother Jie, yours." Li Zhuo was afraid that he would be sad, so he didn't let others see it, and directly stuffed it into his hand.

Jie Qingyang took the 109-point test paper with great care, his joy was beyond words, and the corners of his mouth rose to the sky, "I really think I'm so good!" He kissed his paper and rubbed it on his chest.

That appearance is a hundred times more exciting than the one next to him who took the 129 test.

Others thought how high his test scores were, so they came to ask curiously. Everyone also knew that Jieqing Yangwen was very good, and it was not lower than 130. Now they can see it with their own eyes, and they are very excited.

With a wave of his hand, Jie Qingyang spread out his test paper, "109 points!"

"..."

"..."

The air was so awkward that it seemed as if a few crows were floating above everyone's head.

"Isn't it great?"

Chen Junhe: "The average Chinese score of our class is generally 108 points. Your score is a little higher than the average score."

The bright smile gradually solidified.

"Li Zhuo, how much Chinese do you have?"

Li Zhuo said embarrassedly, "112 points."

"..."

Li Zhuo hastily added, "My best is Chinese, and this score has always been my score."

"..."

Jie Qingyang changed the subject and said, "Then I'm happy too." At least it didn't drag everyone down, and it was considered a victory in the first battle.

After being busy for nearly an hour, everyone arranged the Chinese test papers of the whole grade in order and put them on the table, and put the test papers of Class [-] on He Zhixiu's desk.

When he returned to the classroom, Zhao Deyou had already started to collect his mobile phone on the podium. Every student wrapped up his mobile phone and wrote his name on it.

Lao Zhao was also afraid that the students would hand over the model phones, so he ordered the students to pack their mobile phones in groups.

The life committee members are collecting food money one by one. .

"report!"

"report!"

Jie Qingyang walked to the front, "Mr. Zhao, we are going to the Chinese office to divide the papers." "Come in." His tone was cold.

Zhao Deyou never looked at them, and even avoided them, like the plague.

This makes people very uncomfortable. Jie Qingyang knows the reason, but this old Zhao is too snobbish. If he gets good grades, he will show good looks. ?hurt his young heart.

"Some students, I would like to advise you to stop as soon as possible, and don't regret it when it's too late."

Jie Qingyang and Chen Junhe raised their heads one after another.

Who is this in connotation?

"Your math scores in this monthly exam have thrown my old face into the Pacific Ocean." Zhao Deyou's voice suddenly rose, "Tomorrow I will fulfill my promise. If you score less than 80, you must always use your brains and hands." None!"

Trembling, Jie Qingyang wrapped up his cell phone and handed it in. He was afraid that the math score would be lower than 80. He would have no foundation and the exam would be very difficult.

The multiple choice questions took nearly half an hour.

He had three big questions and didn't have time to read them.

But it is still better than the one next to him, after all, he handed in a blank paper.

Zhao Deyou kept nagging in his ear until late and dawdled for a few minutes before leaving.

"Jie Qingyang," a familiar female voice sounded beside him.

Jie Qingyang turned around, it was Yan Jiajia, he didn't know how to face her now.

Hate is also hating the one in his previous life, but he is not a saint, so he can understand clearly.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong?" He tried his best to be normal, not as pleasing as before.

"How much do I score in Chinese?" Yan Jiajia asked with blinking big eyes.

"I don't know, I didn't read it. It's Chinese class soon, and he will hand out the answer sheet."

"Oh." Yan Jiajia took a deep look at him, returning to her seat with a little disappointment on her face.

Jie Qingyang thought of the story He Zhixiu told, the goddess may not be used to licking the dog without it.

Shameless is really knowledgeable, and he understands this kind of things better than anyone else. He told himself so many dog-licking stories, which made him fully realize his essence as a junior dog-licker.

Speaking of the National Day holiday, I haven't seen He Zhixiu for many days, so I'm looking forward to it.