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The noisy voices between classes covered the sound of rain outside the window until the class bell rang, and the noisy sounds inside and outside the classroom gradually subsided.

Only the patter of rain lingered in my ears.

When Lao Xue came in, he wiped the chalk dust on the podium with a half-wet rag he took out from the podium drawer, and sighed, "spring rain is as expensive as oil".

Then he named the Labor Committee: "Zhou Xidong, this rag was not wiped clean, and the work was sloppy."

"Teacher's rags are shared, and I may not be the one who washes them after using them." The people in class one and Lao Xue got along like friends, and Zhou Xidong casually replied with his neck raised.

"Then I don't care." Old Xue said, "I have already said that there are many hygiene problems in this class. If it is not in place, it is all your responsibility."

I have been a teacher and student for a year, and everyone in the class knows Lao Xue’s habits, so it’s not a problem, even a sloppy person can’t reach it, and the sanitation workers can’t guarantee that the area they are responsible for cleaning is always clean .

This is just the end of the monthly exam, and it's time for the class criticism, fight and commendation session once a month. Old Xue has to find a small starting point to draw out the questions.

Zhou Xidong had no choice but to admit this, as a contribution to Lao Xue.

"Teacher, I know, next time..." His mouth was too slippery, Zhou Xidong subconsciously wanted to say "Dare to do it next time", and changed his words abruptly, "Be more careful next time, never be sloppy! "

"Being careful is not just talking about it, it has to be put into practice." Sure enough, Lao Xue followed his words and successfully entered the track, "Take this monthly exam as an example, there are not a few students in our class who lost points because of carelessness. "

"You have all the papers in your hands, and you must have read them, and you should know which points should not be missed." Old Xue Yang held the stack of papers in his hand, "How many times did I grab them?" Come out as a typical example, listen to everyone, the loss of points because of these problems is not a loss.”

Lao Xue slapped the paper on the table, and picked up the top one.

"Come on, let's see who this is from?" He glanced at the name in the sealed line on the left side of the test paper, "Hey, Zhang Jie."

Then he looked at Zhang Jie: "I won't say anything first, Zhang Jie, let me ask you, can you think of anything wrong with your math test this time?"

Zhang Jie thought about it seriously, and replied: "I feel pretty good about myself, teacher, the time spent is less than before, and I handed in the paper ahead of time."

Old Xue: "Are you quite proud?"

"I was quite proud at first, but now I'm a little afraid." Zhang Jie didn't like to check the answers with others after the exam, so he naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with him before that.Now that Lao Xue said this, he was not sure, so he answered weakly.

"You come up and take it away, I can see that my blood pressure is about to go up." Old Xue was so angry that he threw his paper on the edge of the table, "There is a whole page of math questions that have not been answered, I am afraid you have not slept Wake up and take the test."

Zhang Jie walked halfway, and when he heard Lao Xue point out his mistakes, he immediately took a deep breath and almost passed out.

The students in the class also "hissed" and expressed their shock.

"Do you know that you are panicking? If you missed the questions by more than 20 points, you can think about how much the ranking will affect you." After Lao Xue finished speaking, he issued a punishment, "I will copy each question ten times on the left page. Don't do it again. Do it again. Next time I will ask you to copy the whole paper for me."

"Other people also take this as a wake-up call." Old Xue didn't repeat, picked up the next paper, "Xie Ting."

As soon as Xie Ting heard Lao Xue calling her name, she got up and walked towards the podium, very proactively admitting her mistakes: "Teacher, I know where my problem is. I found out not long after the exam."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I scribbled all the answers to the multiple-choice questions on the English answer sheet. The Chinese composition requires me to write a narrative, so I wrote it into an argumentative essay."

Old Xue handed Xie Ting's two papers to her: "It's quite timely for you to discover the problem. If you can use this meticulous energy in the exam process, do you need to make such a low-level mistake?"

"Teacher, I made a mistake. Teacher, I must actively correct it." Xie Ting bent over to take the paper, and walked back to her seat obediently with her head down.

After that, Lao Xue named a few more people. The problems, big or small, were basically inseparable from sloppy and careless.

Zhou Xidong was lying on the table, listening to the earnest admonition of the old Xue Yu on the stage, his whole heart was ashamed.

Before the exam, Zhou Xidong changed sides once in the bet about the difference between the first and second place.

He later placed his bet on Jiang Meng.

He bet that the difference between No.1 and No.2 is less than 6 points.

At present, his week's breakfast money may be wiped out on a sure-losing bet.

At present, the people who were picked up by Lao Xue to make an example to others were basically deducted one test paper, and very few were deducted two subjects.Just one or two subjects lost due to carelessness and other various reasons can no longer be underestimated, but Gu Chou was deducted from four subjects, a total of four subjects, which is at most only 6 points away from Xishen's total score. Is it possible?Is there any possibility of revolutionizing the grade ranking landscape?

Have it?

Not anymore.

Zhou Xidong felt desolate in his heart.

Four papers were deducted from Gu Chou, and he was afraid that he would be used by Lao Xue as a model for criticism and struggle in the finale of this class.

Zhou Xidong thought so pitifully, and couldn't help but reached out and patted Gu Chou's arm: "Master Gu, you have to be strong. Although Lao Xue likes to engage in public executions, he doesn't intend to insult and reprimand you. Don't worry, we Just eat a pit and gain a wisdom."

Gu Chou ignored him and looked at the podium. After a while, he heard Lao Xue clasp the podium with his hand and asked seriously, "Is there anyone in our class who hasn't received the paper?"

"Me." Gu Qiu raised his hand softly.

"It's over, it's over." Zhou Xidong said to himself worryingly, "Look at this posture, Lao Xue is going to chop off his big knife."

Old Xue looked at Gu Chou and asked, "Do you know why four of your papers were deducted?"

Gu Chou only said: "I've never been careless."

Old Xue was stunned by his self-confidence, neither smiling nor angry: "Then tell me why I withheld the paper for you?"

Gu Chou still had the same casual expression just now: "What else could be the reason?"

Old Xue said: "It seems that you know it well."

"Hey." Zhou Xidong looked on the stage, looked to the left, and was a little confused.

"Come on." Lao Xue picked up two papers from the table and handed them to the students sitting in the first row, "You guys pass it on and have a look, and give a comment for each person."

What Old Xue passed down was Gu Chou's Chinese and comprehensive essays.

The student who got the paper first glanced at the score on it, his eyes widened unconsciously, and then he turned the two papers over and glanced at each other, and with the widened eyes, he couldn't help baring his teeth.

The first student read it and passed it on to the following students.

At the same time, Lao Xue asked the first student who finished the paper: "How do you feel?"

Those in the class who hadn't been handed the papers were startled by Lao Xue's mysterious operation and started to whisper and discuss with curiosity.

The classmate replied in amazement: "The score is really high."

A bunch of people in the class asked, "How much, how much?" Lao Xue said, "Leaving aside the scores, what else is there? The most intuitive."

Old Xue's words were obviously suggestive. The classmate subconsciously wanted to look back at Gu Chou's position, but he didn't dare. : "Yes, there is... a bit ugly."

The test paper has been passed on to several people in the back, and the people who have been passed on have all learned about Gu Chou's "high score" and "ugliness". Xue sits in the town and has no scruples.

"Fucking dog crawling."

"Hahaha ghost drawing talisman."

"I was ugly."

"I don't dislike my brother's writing anymore."

"I want to send a copybook to classmate Gu."

……

The dissemination path of the test paper was haphazard and completely messed up. Somehow, it didn't take long for it to reach Xi You's hands.

Xi You has read the math papers written by Gu Chou, and generally knows what his handwriting looks like, but he has never seen the large sections of Chinese characters written by Gu Chou, so he does not know the visual effect of his large Chinese characters combined.

Like most people, Xi You first looked at the score after getting the test paper.

Chinese 127.

Wen Zong 259.

There was a faint smile in his eyes.

Then I flipped the scroll down and saw the font-heavy area on the reverse side.

Although I have made some psychological preparations, the visual impact is still a bit big.

Xi You raised her eyelids subconsciously, and just about to turn over another paper, a slender, white and bony hand suddenly stretched out from the right, spanning the distance of a whole table, and took the paper away with a bang.

Someone pressed the paper with blue light glasses, and then glanced at Pan Chao, who was eagerly approaching to read the paper.Pan Chao was startled by his stare, and his upper body leaned back.

On the other side, Zhou Xidong wanted to read the paper even if he was not afraid of death, so Gu Chou shot his eyes over: "Didn't you mean that you didn't mean to insult?"

Zhou Xidong was speechless, and slowly withdrew his body.

Old Xue's operation was not very harmful, but extremely insulting, and the ears of the new boy who took his face too seriously were abusive.

"Is your heart hurt?" Old Xue supported the podium with both hands, leaned forward and raised his chin and said in Gu Chou's direction, "Are you hurt? It's right to think you're hurt."

Gu Chou: "..."

"If you don't use a sword, you should be more ruthless, you won't have a long memory." Lao Xue straightened his body, and lowered the knife in front of the whole class, "I asked the teacher who judged the papers for the two subjects of literature and Chinese. , these two subjects, you scored at least two points on the paper for each subject."

He picked up Gu Chou's other two subject papers in his hand and raised them: "I also asked you about math and English for you, and the marking teacher wanted to withhold them, so I restrained myself for the sake of my ability."

"Student Gu Chou," Old Xue raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and said in bewilderment, "I just studied in the office for a long time, thinking about your mental journey from the beginning to the end when you answered a paper. Can't keep up with your brain speed?

"The writing on the front is not bad, although it can't be said to be good-looking, it can barely be considered neat. Look at the writing on the back of yours. Give it a pair of wings, and the writing can fly out of the earth."

"Puchi!" Many people in the class couldn't help laughing.

Gu Chou brushed the hair on his forehead and lowered his head.

He turned to the left direction, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xi Yougang looking at him.

I felt even more fucked inside.

And Lao Xue is still sighing: "There is no line of characters on the same level, let alone a line of characters, there is only one character in the left and right structure, and the two sides are not on the same level. I seriously doubt that if conditions permit, you have that ability Make a line of characters crooked into a diagonal line."

"..."

"Still bowing your head? Are you ashamed?" Old Xue said, "I think it was difficult for you to advance to the top three in the attached middle school before, and the sloppy words probably took the lead!"

"Teacher." Gu Chou pursed his lower lip and raised his head, "You continue to sabotage. Although this word is not very good, it does not affect his good seedling who advances to Qingbei. You will be ran away by your saber tomorrow."

"Run? Where did he run... No, you run..." Lao Xue circled himself, and after smoothing out the words in his mouth, he dared not say it again, because he was really afraid of the high-quality seedlings who came halfway. He ran away again halfway, he cleared his throat, "I told you to write better before the exam, but you didn't listen, so let's put it here now, then I won't let you remember it for a long time. prison."

"I'm in prison, I'm really in prison." Gu Chou said.

Hearing this, Xi You smiled silently.

Those who pay attention to details will find that the redness on Gu Chou's ears has spread to his neck.

Old Xue said again: "It's really hard, then you start practicing calligraphy for me from today, and it doesn't take much of your time. Just one page a day, seven pages a week, and I will collect it myself every Monday."

Gu Chou's expression was nothing more sad than heartbroken, but he still replied half-deadly: "Okay."

Don't worry about his "yes" being so angry, as long as he agrees, Lao Xue feels that his action of blatantly slashing the knife is not a mistake, and he is immediately satisfied, and starts to give sugar to the knife.

"Don't be bitter, haha, there are still things to be happy about." Old Xue picked up Gu Chou's two subject papers on the table again, and shook them down in mid-air, "Before, our first grader Leading by a long way, Yiqi Juechen left the people behind far behind. Now a dark horse came out. Gu Chou, 150 in mathematics, 149 in English."

"Fuck!" Zhou Xidong was so excited that he almost jumped up.

Everyone in the classroom was shocked and whispered to each other.

Although Gu Chou's papers for the other two subjects were no longer in his hand, Lao Xue still remembered the scores and reported them together: "127 in Chinese and 259 in comprehensive literature. The total score is 685."

Zhou Xidong said "I'll go!" again.

Old Xue: "It's only 6 points behind the first in the grade."

Speaking of this, Old Xue couldn't hold back and took out Gu Chou's dog crawling character and said: "Gu Chou, if your character doesn't hold back, at least 4 points will go up again."

Gu Chou had actually heard these words for many years, and he became numb, thinking that this is not enough.

This time, Lao Xue stopped at the point and didn't focus on this point to continue to hurt him. Instead, he turned his gaze away and changed his target: "Xi You."

Xi You raised his eyes.

Old Xue said: "You have to be a little nervous. This time there are four subjects in the monthly exam, and Gu Chou, the No. 1 grade in a single subject, occupies three, and you have dominated the pit of being the first in Chinese. Hold on, don't be so easy It was followed by people."

The author has something to say:

Early on weekends.

In my manuscript today, I wrote that the two of them experienced each other's skills (running away shyly)