Back in high school, I attacked my rival

The way home is dark and cold, especially after being beaten up, and the beatings have been worn out. Damn it, I don’t know if I am covered by the black skin of my second-year senior brother, how dare I be so arrogant.

Jie Qingyang ran to the water pipe downstairs, washed his face, and looked more refreshed. Fortunately, they didn't slap their faces and kept some face.

This time when he returned home, he didn't greet He Zhixiu first, but went to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.

There are hardly a few days of autumn in this city, and it will be early winter in no time. The season of dressing indiscriminately, the weather can be hot and cold, the morning and evening are bitingly cold, and the sun at noon makes people warm. He remembers when He Zhixiu went out by himself every morning. I will tell you again, don't take off your clothes indiscriminately, and don't come back when you catch a cold, so as not to infect him.

At that moment, he felt that He Zhixiu had changed, becoming more and more like his mother, in his tone of voice and style.

But now his nose is a little blocked, and his speech is obviously very nasal.

He is not afraid of death, he came back anyway, and must infect He Zhixiu.

After washing the clothes with hardworking hands, he groped into the study room in Doraemon's pajamas. He Zhixiu waited for a long time inside, and when he heard the movement, he raised his head and glanced at him, "I read the answer sheet you brought back."

Jie Qingyang sat down, and suddenly he didn't want to share his joy, because He Zhixiu didn't show any relaxed expression on his face, "I didn't do well in the exam." He said against his will.

"You came back 31 minutes later than usual today."

Jie Qingyang was not very good at lying since he was a child, especially at times like this, "I was envied by others for doing too well in the exam, and I was intercepted and beaten halfway." He was afraid that He Zhixiu would think he was useless, so he added: "I tried to resist, but The opponents were tall and strong and came prepared, but I was single and weak, so I was beaten as a target, but fortunately they calmed down after the beating and let me go."

The other party didn't speak, and he thought he couldn't describe it well, so he continued: "The beating was not severe, nothing happened, look, I don't have any injuries on my face." He poked his face, "They are all children, I In the future, I will take a detour and don’t have the same knowledge as them. If I can’t win the quarrel or fail the exam, I will do it. Now the child is used to it by the family.”

"Don't look at me like that, I'll think you want to beat me up too." Jie Qingyang was stared at terribly, especially when He Zhixiu didn't speak, he looked very much like Zhao Deyou, and he looked the best when he was gentle.

He Zhixiu said, "From tomorrow onwards, I will pick you up from school at night."

"...?" Jie Qingyang blinked his eyes, he felt flattered only later, but now he is full of surprise, does He Zhixiu really want to be his mother?This is more precious than his mother, he is so old, he has to pick him up after school.

Although it is said that there are a lot of students picked up and dropped off at the school gate every day, what he doesn't need takes up more of Teacher He's rest time.

He smacked his lips, ready to refuse.

"The main reason is to let you learn how to call back." He Zhixiu's serious and tense face eased, "Next time, watch from the side, you're so stupid."

When he was struggling to study political history, He Zhixiu was not willing to say a harsh word, but today he called him stupid, and Jie Qingyang felt extremely uncomfortable, "What does this have to do with stupidity? I am a civilized person, and I cannot use violence to control violence." , with brutal means."

"Civilization and barbarism do not conflict."

Jie Qingyang's mind recalled the scene of He Zhixiu catching the red hair alone in the garage last time, handsome, sassy and graceful.

"You are a teacher, it's not good to fight outside the school, and you are still beating students."

"I'm not anymore, I can do whatever I want." He Zhixiu pursed his smile, "At most I can't hit you now."

"I am Teacher He's only student." Jie Qingyang was a little proud and forgot to cover his voice for a while.

"you caught a cold?"

Sure enough, He Zhixiu couldn't be fooled, it was too detailed. "It's too hot to take a nap, so I took it off for a while."

"Why are you always disobedient." Although He Zhixiu blamed him, it was more helpless.

"It's not intentional. The temperature at noon must be very high, and I was making a wrong book, so I forgot to add clothes for a while. It is an honor to be sick for studying."

He Zhixiu didn't reply to his words, got up and went to the living room, found out the daily medicine he prepared, made a cup of cold medicine, "Take some tomorrow."

This is very admirable. At such a young age, He Zhixiu has shown humanistic care to the fullest. He is considerate of others and himself, and his style is very old-fashioned. For example, he likes to make wolfberry and drink honey tea, as if he knows that he will not live long. He pays special attention to it. keep in good health.

Jie Qingyang can understand and is willing to drink with him, but when he goes to school, he is out of place.He is still a 17-year-old student.

He is already 17 years old, he was full the day before yesterday, his mother called and wished hastily, saying that the 17th birthday is not important, it is the watershed in life, and he will celebrate it for himself, and then He Zhixiu will cook him a bowl of longevity noodles, saying Gotta be warm.

He himself didn't care about it, he went through it again, and he was not sensitive to age. The difference between 17 years old and him was like a cloud and mud.

It means that he will inherit the family business. When he was reborn, he really looked forward to it. He wished it would come sooner, but now he hopes that time will slow down. destroyed in their own hands.

"Thank you, Mr. He." He obediently drank it all in one gulp. After drinking it, he realized that there was no bitterness in it. He Zhixiu added honey.

"It's so sweet." He softened a bit, completely treating himself like a child.

He Zhixiu looked at it fondly, then tore a piece of paper and handed it to him.

Jie Qingyang was so moved that he almost called him mom on the spot.

He didn't start studying until eleven o'clock tonight. He Zhixiu didn't talk about the knowledge he had prepared in advance, but analyzed his answers to the questions one by one.

"The second question of the big question behind mathematics is almost untouched, why?"

"We have just finished reviewing Compulsory [-]. Some of them are compulsory [-] and [-]. We only remember the formulas, but we haven't touched the content yet. The first question is all I deduced from the formula on the spot."

He Zhixiu frowned, and turned the answer sheet over again: "Then it won't work if there are three multiple-choice questions wrong. You are not allowed to make mistakes when you choose to fill in the blanks, isn't it?"

"The amount of calculation is too large. I did half of it and gave up. Otherwise, I will not have time to do the big questions later. The main reason is that I haven't been exposed to this type of questions, so the on-site derivation is too time-consuming." The previous multiple-choice questions are reminders from previous experience , He basically does it every 30 seconds, and he does it very quickly, but obviously he has never encountered it before, so the time vacated in the front is all wasted.

Before the exam, Zhao Deyou told them that there are choices and trade-offs when doing the questions. If you choose to fill in the blanks for more than 5 minutes, you will give up.

He believed it, the teacher's experience is much richer than theirs.

He Zhixiu: "Well, I just think that in my opinion, you shouldn't just take this test."

Chapter 102 Is it such a point? Is it because I have been in Class 120 for a long time and think that passing the exam is very good? 130 for it.

Well, 102 is very little.

His joy was completely wiped out.

"I will finish all high school mathematics courses before the next exam."

He Zhixiu: "Don't be in such a hurry."

"I thought you would praise me." Jie Qingyang said disappointedly.

He Zhixiu was obviously stunned for a moment, as if it was written on his face, 102 points praise?How should he speak and what should he boast about?If you write with your eyes closed, you won't be able to say, "Is it too late to boast now?"

Now it's Jie Qingyang's turn to be stunned. Isn't it deliberate and false to boast now? He Zhixiu, he has to ask others before lying. He bit the tip of his pen, "Next time, I will use my strength next time." You can't help but praise me."

He Zhixiu reached out and opened the pen in his mouth, "I believe you can do it, how many points did Chen Junhe get in the test?"

"592 points. 101 points more than me." In fact, I didn't feel the difference in school, but I was still happy for Chen Junhe's high score in the test, but in front of He Zhixiu, I couldn't hold back my face, and suddenly felt that I was so useless. How could it make people surpass so many points? Is there really something wrong with the brain? Is politics, history and geography really that difficult?

"It's just over 100 points, it's a small matter." He Zhixiu nodded and said in a low voice.

"..." Jie Qingyang asked curiously, "Mr. He, how much did you score in the college entrance examination? How much did you score in each subject?"

This question obviously caught He Zhixiu, leaning his hand on the table, motionless, lost in thought.

"Can't remember? You've only graduated less than four years ago, you shouldn't be." Jie Qingyang didn't believe that He Zhixiu had such a good memory that he couldn't even remember the results of the college entrance examination.

"Remember, I'm just afraid that if you say it, it will hurt you." He Zhixiu looked serious.

Jie Qingyang coughed a few times in a row, it was...terrible, "Say, Mr. He," could it be better than his college entrance examination results back then?He has more than 700 points.

"I didn't take the college entrance examination, so I was recommended."

"..."

Jie Qingyang was completely convinced, as expected of He Zhixiu.

"What about the usual grades?" He is a real warrior who dares to face the dismal grades.

He Zhixiu: "Really want to listen?"

"Yes." Anyway, I was mentally prepared.

"Chinese is generally around 140, full marks for English, and occasionally one or two points will be deducted for composition, full marks for mathematics, it is more difficult to combine politics, history and geography, so," Jie Qingyang became more and more admirable the more he listened, looking at He Zhixiu's opening and closing lips, heartbroken Also ups and downs, eyes full of admiration.

"So it's a little bit close, it's around 240, and I passed 260 at the best time."

He Zhixiu is a liberal arts student, but his grades can be compared with those of science students. He suddenly felt that he was weak, "Mr. He, you are so good, you are good at literature and martial arts, you are really my idol." 102 points are not worth mentioning, and I still want to be praised , Yi Xiao was generous, he wanted to find a hole to get in.

"You can do it too, you have the potential I had back then."

"You are comforting me. I only scored 102 in mathematics, and my Chinese is also a lot behind you. You are also in English. The political history is so messy that I can't even compare with your fingers." Jie Qingyang sighed again and again, but It also aroused the competitive heart in my heart.

The night is getting darker, the cold wind is beating against the windows, the outside is like ghosts and ghosts, and the wind is blowing, and the interior is warm.

The wheat-colored boy was still writing quickly, correcting his wrong questions, and taking notes while doing it. He looked extremely serious, frowning for a while, and relaxing for a while. From time to time, he took the opportunity to look at the handsome man next to him who was also meticulous.

He Zhixiu didn't give a lecture today, so he concentrated on staring at him to correct his mistakes, and stared at that soft face fascinated.

"Can I pinch your face?"

The author has something to say: He Zhixiu: I raise you as my wife, but you treat me like an old mother? ? !

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