The bully thought he was wearing a book

Qi Hang turned his face away and smiled, and Yi Huai kicked him under the table.

Crazy to crazy, everyone is still thinking about the test results. On Sunday night, someone in the class group that led the flight without a teacher said that the score has been released. His aunt works in the Education Committee and can check the city's ranking.

Someone joined in the fun and asked him how many he had passed the exam, and he said, "It's so boring to ask me. If you don't ask about the number one in the city in our class."

This time, many people exploded out, swiping the screen and asking who it was.

Immediately, someone replied that there is no need to guess, it must be Qi Shen.

At the beginning, the person who said that he could find the score sent a voice with a smile, which was equivalent to stamping: "Qi Shen is awesome."

Liao Zhengyi liked to join in the fun, so he immediately sent the same voice.

Then the screen was filled with small white speech bubbles.

Lying on the bed, Yi Huai also pressed the button to send voice messages and said, "God Qi is amazing."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Hang, who was sitting at the table flipping through the competition book, turned his head: "What's wrong with holding back?"

Yi Huai shook his hand, and the message was sent out.

In the next second, someone asked: "Why do I feel as if I heard the monitor's voice in Yi Huai's voice?"

"+1."

"+1."

"@Qi Hang Zhi."

"I listened to it again, it seems to be true, the monitor didn't come home?"

Yi Huai originally planned to withdraw the news quickly, but everyone replied so quickly, it seemed like he had a guilty conscience when he withdrew.

It's all Qi Hangzhi's fault.

"You said you're fine, why did you make any noise?" He turned over on the bed, and said straight to Qi Hang as if he had a toothache.

Liao Zhengyi reacted quickly, and followed along: "Not only the monitor but also me, we can't have a supper together."

Only then did Yi Huai feel relieved, put the phone on the side of the pillow, and said to Qi Hang, "Hey, you got the first place in the city, did you know that?"

Qi Hang let out a "huh" and continued to flip through the book.

"No, you can't be more excited, how can you let people like me live like this?" Yi Huai couldn't help complaining.

Qi Hang picked up a corner of the book and said casually: "Then you teach me, and I will show you."

Yi Huai: "...You better shut up."

He was lying on his stomach on the bed with a dull expression on his face.

Qi Hang took a straight look at him, understood his thoughts, and wrote lightly: "What are you worried about? Didn't you study very seriously?"

"Did you forget about the magnetic levitation old lady?" Yi Huai reminded him.

Qi Hang sighed straight away: "If you really don't do well in the exam, there is still time to start suffering tomorrow."

After a pause, he added, "I'll help you catch up with the previous progress during the holidays, so today may be the last time you play like this, puppy."

Yi Huai immediately stopped worrying, and resumed the posture of lying on his back on the bed, and soon Qi Hang heard the sound of fighting coming from the speaker of his mobile phone.

The tradition of No. [-] Middle School is that students go to the classroom according to their usual schedule on the day when they receive their grades. They read their grade cards and distribute their homework early in the self-study time. The head teacher briefly summarizes and summarizes. When is school over.

Yi Huai has always been sleepy in the morning self-study, even if he was worried about his grades the night before, he was sleepy or sleepy this day. He lay on the table and buried his face in his arms in a daze. Gently turned, occasionally accompanied by the rustling sound of the pen tip sketching.

He slept until the bell was about to ring before getting up, and Qi Hang said lightly beside him: "You should write a note and stick it in a conspicuous place to remind yourself not to get sleepy."

"An obvious place?" Yi Huai rubbed his eyes, "Then you have to ask Teacher Wen if she agrees with me sticking it on her forehead."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Wen He entered the classroom as soon as his voice fell.

In his hand was a large white paper printed vertically in octavo, densely packed with words.

All eyes were on her hands.

"It's time to stare again, isn't it?" Wen He gave the report card to the students sitting in the corner of the first row near the door, "Don't crowd to the front to copy the results, pass it on, don't waste it Time, I will sum up in 15 minutes."

Yi Huai and the others sat behind the row by the window, and they were the last ones in the class to see the grades.

As soon as Liao Zhengyi got Yi Huai, he urged him to take a quick look. Liao Zhengyi was annoyed by his urging, so he turned around and put him among the four of them: "What's the hurry, let's watch it together."

The news about that person last night was not groundless. Qi Hangzhi's name was at the top of the report card, and he performed very steadily. He took the test with full marks in mathematics, physics and chemistry. It seems that Chinese and English did not deduct many points except for composition , there is really nothing to say that this level is the first in the city.

Yi Huai looked for himself from the back, jumped over with a glance, and saw it quickly.

There are currently 43 people leading the flight, and he ranks No. 30 five. This score is 240 in the grade, and it has inflated many times when it is taken in the city. Yi Huai has no idea.

It was a better ranking than the last mid-term exam, but Yi Huai's expression was a little dazed, and he stopped moving after copying a Chinese score.

He made great progress in the previous two exams, but this time he studied so hard, but the final effect was not obvious.

Qi Hang looked at him directly, copied the grades for him, stood up from his seat and returned the transcript to Wen He.

Wen He took it over and said: "This time our class as a whole did well in the exam. It can be said that we didn't lose the brand of the flight leader. There are four in our class in the top 29 in the city. The first is Qi Hangzhi. There are [-] students in our class of [-], and the average score is the first in our class except for Chinese."

"As a class teacher, I'm quite satisfied with this result, but as a Chinese teacher, I think this incident has exposed a big problem," Wen He glanced around the class, "I want to ask, how many grades do you have?" Personally, I study Chinese seriously. When I study Chinese, I either sleep or do mathematics, physics and chemistry. How can anyone memorize the text with the class representative?"

After a pause, she called Yi Huai's name again: "Yi Huai, you said that you can improve in other subjects, why is it that Chinese is nearly [-] points less than the midterm exam?"

Yi Huai didn't deliberately not learn Chinese, but Qi Hang said that Chinese was difficult when he was tutoring him, and asked him to study science first, and then read Chinese when he had time.

But when he has time, he usually either sleeps or plays games, or has sex with Qi Hang. In short, he rarely gives Chinese.

Seeing that Yi Huai was silent, Wen He said again: "Look at how eye-catching your Chinese score is on the report card, you can think of a way, okay?"

Yi Huai murmured softly: "The main thing is that it is printed with ink. If it is written with a pencil, I can use an eraser to change it. How can I find a way?"