The bully thought he was wearing a book

Yi Huai didn't expect Feng Chen to be such a villain, and he froze instantly.

Qi Hang sat on the seat without moving, and said something casually, Liao Zhengyi heard it, and immediately shouted: "Yi Huai, brother Qi asked how you plan to suppress!"

The boys near them burst into laughter, and Yi Huai's ears turned red with embarrassment. He didn't want those people to continue to make fun of him with this incident, so he took a piece of paper and went down to copy his grades, planning to come back after the laughter subsided.

Now the number of people looking at the results is not much less than before. Although Yi Huai has entered the top [-], he is still the last to lead the flight.

He swayed left and right, trying to see his grades through the cracks of the crowd, but the population density in the front corner of the classroom was higher than that of the subway in the morning rush hour. I don't know whose foot I stepped on.

"I'm sorry." Yi Huai muttered.

The other party did not respond, and after a few seconds, he heard Qi Hangzhi's familiar voice from behind his ears: "Can't you see it?"

Qi Hang was taller than him, and the two of them were close. When the other party spoke, his breath touched one of his earlobe. Yi Huai's eyelids twitched, and he raised his shoulder uncomfortably.

He didn't answer Qi Hangzhi's question, thinking of one thing that needs to be explained: "Then what, I didn't mean that just now."

Qi Hangzhi's voice sounded lazy: "You mean you can suppress it?"

Yi Huai was taken aback, and subconsciously assessed the difference in body size between himself and Qi Hangzhi, and felt that what the other party said made sense.

However, soon he felt a wisp of hot air crawling up his cheeks along his neck, Qi Hang just said it, but he actually thought about it seriously.

Qi Hang laughed in a low breath, and took full advantage of his height to copy Yi Huai's grades. He tore a thin piece of paper from the notebook, rolled it into a tube and pinned it loosely to Yi Huai's neckline.

It's really different to have beautiful hands, other paper tubes look like other roses.

Yi Huai took out the paper tube with a red face, turned around and wanted to say something, but Qi Hangzhi had already returned to his seat.

Seeing him come back, Liao Zheng asked casually: "Hey Qigou, didn't you go to help check the scores before, did you already know your grades, why are you still going down to check?"

Qi Hang didn't answer, and remembered Yi Huai's blushing just now, and smiled lightly.

Yi Huai went back with the grades that Qi Hang copied directly to him. Cheng Ke just glanced at his overall ranking in a hurry and didn't look at the scores of each subject. You are good at math, and you are ranked 270th in the grade. It is for you to raise points. Other subjects look similar, but your Chinese and chemistry are too bad. They are both in the top [-]. Didn’t the monitor give you supplementary lessons? He But the only gold medal in the chemistry competition in our school, is this what you learned?"

"He's giving me tutoring, not cutting off a piece of my brain and giving it to me." Yi Huai retorted.

Cheng Ke discovered something else: "Wait, I forgot to mention just now, this handwriting is straight, right? He actually copied the score for you just now?"

Yi Huai said angrily, "Yes, to show off his height."

The next class is Chinese. Wen He just finished posting the report card and took advantage of the big break to communicate with the teachers of various subjects.

The content of this class is to comment on the monthly exam papers. Wen He lectures carefully. Classical Chinese and poetry alone take up almost the entire class time. When there are a few minutes left, she asks the students to read the famous works on the papers. question.

"Usually, you are asked to read "Dream of Red Mansions" carefully. If you don't read it, you just write nonsense on the test paper when you get the questions, and change Cao Xueqin's good sentence into something." Wen He's eyes stopped on Yi Huai, "Yi Huai Huai, come and tell me, what did you write in Zixi Zhongshan wolf's next sentence?"

Yi Huai didn't expect that Wen He had read his answer sheet, so he stood up, closed his eyes and said his answer: "I am a jaguar."

In the next second, he heard laughter that was deafening enough to knock the roof off, and Cheng Ke next to him seemed to die of laughter.

Wen He walked up to Yi Huai, hating iron for not being strong, and said: "Return the jaguar, why don't you call yourself a guinea pig?"

Yi Huai coughed: "The main reason is that the temperament is not very similar."

Because Yi Huai did well in the exam this time, Wen He didn't bother with him too much, he waved his hand and said, "Don't be poor, just sit down, and read all the famous books that are arranged to read in the future, do you hear me?"

Yi Huai was thinking about agreeing to Qi Hang to help him in the game, so after class, he ran to Wen He who was packing up, and called out "teacher" shyly.

Wen He understood the thoughts of these half-grown children best, and stopped his movements: "Want to talk about the basketball game?"

Yi Huai nodded.

Of course Wen He will not break the contract, she just doesn't want to make Yi Huai too proud, she sees that children are not stupid, they can improve dozens of places in the grade in just over a week, although it is said that the higher the ranking, the harder it is to improve, but if If Yi Huai can maintain this momentum of study, he might be able to get into a good university in the future.

She looked at Yi Huai, and finally said: "Prepare well for the basketball game, and I will reward you for your hard work during this time, and you don't need to deliberately seek rankings. You just have to have fun."

Yi Huai breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you teacher."

At the same time, he also heard that Wen He had no hope for the game, so he should let them run on the court to relax.

This made Yi Huai a little unconvinced. He had never lost a game when he was the basketball captain in the 27th middle school. After passing through the school in this book, one or two felt that he was not good. Aggrieved.

Yi Huai returned to his seat feeling aggrieved. Cheng Ke saw that his face was not as good as when he knew the grades, so he asked with concern: "What's the matter, the class teacher won't let you go?"

"No, she thinks our class can't win." Yi Huai said sullenly.

Cheng Ke paused and reminded him: "Our class has never won."

Yi Huai stopped talking.

Cheng Ke tried to comfort him: "It's okay, she's not the only one who thinks so, you go to our school's BBS, and after hundreds of floors of posts, no one thinks you can win, and if you lose, you lose, and There will be no loss of meat."

Yi Huai looked at him: "I know that, but why would there be less meat?"

Cheng Ke was stopped by his question, and after a while decided to change Yi Huai's solution: "It's nothing to lose, my old man downstairs lost a game of mahjong that day, and he said that losing is as good as winning as long as you lose gracefully. "

Yi Huai resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "I'll talk nonsense when I become an old man."