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Xie Ming realized that he might be at odds with hard work. He used to study casually, and then relied on his cleverness to take the exam, and never fell out of the top ten in his grade. Now that he studied hard, the mid-term results were surprising.

No. 13? ? ?

Xie Ming got the report card issued during the class meeting, staring at the ranking on it speechless.Wen Yixin, who was at the same table, wanted to come over to have a look, but he subconsciously blocked it.

Wen Yixin: "..." Didn't do well in the exam?

Xie Ming felt that he seemed a little petty just now, so he pretended to be indifferent and handed over the report card.

Wen Yixin: "...didn't pass the exam... did you get nervous when you passed the exam?"

Xie Ming's tone was flat and natural, and he seemed to be thinking about it: "I'm not nervous...Maybe everyone is studying hard now? Maybe I'm not working hard enough."

Uncle Xie is called "Brother Calm" in Jianghu, even if he is nervous, he will kill him and refuse to admit it.But this time he was really not nervous. After the exam, he was still happy, thinking that he must be the first in the grade, and now he is in such a ghostly state that he can't figure it out.

Wen Yixin comforted: "It's okay, anyway, the proportion is only 10% this time, and I will do better in the exam next time."

Xie Ming: "Hey, how did you go in the exam?"

Before Wen Yixin could answer, Teacher Zhang on the stage began to summarize the results: "The overall situation in the class is good this time. The first grade is Wen Yixin in our class. Everyone applauds and encourages!"

Xie Ming: "..."

Wen Yixin: "..."

There was a burst of applause in the class, and Xie Ming started applauding after a second.

While drumming, he thought to himself: This is too bad, I can't go on like this anymore, I have to go to the same school as Wen Yixin.

Wen Yixin thought to himself: Am I trying too hard... I can't put psychological pressure on Xie Ming, which is not conducive to his good performance.Or I will still be a few short in the exam next time.

After class, Wen Yixin began to give Xie Ming an analysis: "I think you are a bit serious about partial subjects."

Xie Ming nodded sadly.

"Look at it," Wen Yixin pointed to his report card, "Mathematics is pretty good, and everything else...is either too average or not very good."

Xie Ming continued to nod in pain.

"So next time you are not allowed to talk to me in Chinese class."

"???"

"English class too."

"???"

"Do you understand?"

Wen Yixin's expression on asking this question was so cute that Xie Ming almost nodded obediently, but his rationality made him wake up from the beauty trap: "I don't think it's okay."

Wen Yixin raised his eyebrows: "Why doesn't it work?"

"Didn't you notice that the number of speeches we have in class this semester has been quite low?"

"Yeah, isn't it good?"

"So I mean, I don't think the volume of speaking is affecting the lectures."

"You said that if you don't affect you, you won't be affected? The influence varies from person to person. I am not affected, but you are obviously affected." Wen Yixin didn't bother to reason with this slippery man after he finished speaking. I know that if I continue to talk about it, I will definitely not be able to talk about it.Anyway, a slap doesn't make a sound, as long as he doesn't understand Ming in class, it's fine.

Xie Ming chased after him like an old fritter, but seeing Wen Yixin didn't refute, he thought he was persuaded.However, as soon as the next class started, he found out that he was left out in the cold!The cruel Wen Yixin has only the teacher in his eyes, not him!

"Wen Yixin!" Xie Ming shouted in a low voice.

Wen Yixin ignored it.

"Wen, Yi, Xin!" Xie Ming hooked him with his legs, and continued to shout, using both body and speech.

Wen Yixin still ignored him.

"Good brother, let's chat~" Xie Ming began to throw a small note to him.

Wen Yixin: "..."

To be honest, he really doesn't understand why Xie Ming is like a monkey, twisted and twisted in class, making him not talk is like killing him.

Could it be... ADHD?Should he go to the hospital for a checkup?Wen Yixin thought worriedly.

Of course, he was worried in his heart. On the surface, he pretended to be extremely cold, as if he didn't see the little note on the desk at all, and he was very absorbed in listening to the class.

Naturally, what Xie Ming saw was the appearance, so he felt wronged and angry at this moment.He thought viciously: Look at my brother, I will not cure you!

While the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard, Xie Ming quickly stretched his head over and kissed Wen Yixin.

Wen Yixin: "!!!" He turned his head to look at Xie Ming in shock. As an innocent and innocent lamb, he had never seen such a brazen person!

"are you crazy!"

Xie Ming pretended to be listening to the class as if nothing had happened, and put his hands on the table like a primary school student. After being scolded by Wen Yixin, he immediately put on a clean posture of being disturbed by a bad student: "What's the matter? I'll talk about it after class if I have something to do. Listening to class is important."

Wen Yixin, who was played down because of insufficient number of segments: "..."

Xie Ming turned his head and pretended to attend the class, sighing to himself how clever he was, to actually eat tofu from his crush in this way.

He is very confident that Wen Yixin can't see his own thoughts at all, because although he is a good boy who looks like a dog in front of most people, his closest friends know that he really doesn't want to be shameless Face.

Xie Ming was delighted to be intoxicated by his unparalleled wisdom, and thought that Wen Yixin would probably only refresh his understanding of my shamelessness.

However, on the one hand, he didn't want Wen Yixin to see through his shady little thoughts, and on the other hand, he secretly hoped that Wen Yixin would realize his intentions.

Xie Ming glanced at Wen Yixin's calm face from the corner of his eye, and calmed down.

He... Maybe he doesn't know that there is such a thing as homosexuality in the world.Forget it, if you don’t know, you don’t know, it’s better not to know.

After class, Xie Ming sat obediently in his seat and waited for the stormy attack from his deskmate. However, after 3 minutes, the waiting seemed to be in vain.

Wen Yixin didn't bother to talk to him at all, with a calm expression on his face as if nothing had happened, he spread out his homework and started to do his homework.

Health, angry?Xie Ming panicked.

"Hello..." Xie Ming patted him on the shoulder.

Wen Yixin didn't pay any attention, and got up to leave.

Xie Ming grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Wait!"

Wen Yixin turned his head blankly: "What are you doing?"

"where are you going?"

"Go to the toilet." Wen Yixin looked puzzled.

"Oh...it happens that I want to go too, let's go together."

Wen Yixin: "..." He twitched the corner of his mouth and sat back down again.

Xie Mingqi asked, "Why don't you go?"

"...Go by yourself, I suddenly don't really want to go."

Xie Ming smiled: "Wow, what a coincidence, I suddenly don't want to go either."

Wen Yixin didn't want to deal with this psychopath and started to write his homework.

Seeing that Wen Yixin really ignored him, Xie Ming felt that when a man should bow his head, he should bow his head, so he immediately bowed his head: "I'm sorry..."

Wen Yixin pretended to be inexplicable: "How can you be sorry for me, haven't you been listening to the class well? I'm the one who interrupted your class, and I'm sorry for you."

Xie Ming said sadly: "I was wrong. I promise that at least I will not talk to you in Chinese and English classes in the future. And I... will not kiss you casually."

Wen Yixin didn't respond, as if he was weighing the authenticity of Lao Youtiao's words.

"Really! When have I ever lied to someone!"

Indeed, although Xie Ming's speech is sometimes unreliable, he has never deceived him.

"...Okay." The little lamb Wen Yixin was too easy to talk, and he forgave the rascal after being coaxed casually.

Xie Ming started to do his homework with a smile on his face, the chair under him was dangling to and fro.

Wen Yixin couldn't see it anymore, and the worries in class came to his mind again.

"You...do you want to go to the hospital to check if you have ADHD?" He finally asked.

"Huh? Why does my brother have ADHD?"

"I mean it. I didn't scold you."

Xie Ming waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm sure I don't have ADHD. Worry too much!"

In fact, what he didn't say was that he was suspected of having ADHD by his parents since he was a child, and he had been taken to the hospital for examination several times.

It's too embarrassing, too embarrassing.Uncle Xie will never say anything.

In this way, under the strict discipline of classmate Wen Yixin, who was the first in grade, Xie Ming finally turned around in the final exam of the first semester of the third year of junior high school, and was admitted to the third grade.

This time Wen Yixin tied for third with him.However, this is actually the result of Wen Yixin secretly writing a few wrong questions.

"I thought I could have No.1!" Xie Ming sighed on the surface after receiving the report card, but he was really embarrassed.

Wen Yixin rolled his eyes behind his back, to be honest, he really didn't know what Xie Ming was so embarrassing about.It's not the first time for the uncle in the third grade to take the exam. In the past two years, he performed well when he just studied casually and he could pass the exam.

Okay, probably the fruits of hard work are sweeter than the fruits picked up casually by the roadside.

"Don't forget to study hard during the winter vacation." Wen Yixin urged before leaving school.

"Necessary." Xie Ming patted his chest, "You have to study hard, you are at the same level as me now."

Wen Yixin: "...Okay."

"Happy New Year!"

"Well, happy new year..."

Father Wen returned to China early this year, so he personally drove to pick up Wen Yixin and his grandparents to celebrate the New Year in the city.

In the villages and towns of the 90s, no family was rich, and there were only a handful of families who could afford a car.Wen Yixin never liked to show off, so he asked his father to park the car one street away from the school and wait for him.

Father Wen knew what his son was thinking, so after picking up his parents, he drove to the agreed place to wait for his son.

Through the window of the car, he saw Wen Yixin walking slowly with a heavy schoolbag on his back. He just wanted to feel that his son had sprouted and grown so much after not seeing him for a year, but when he took a closer look, he found that this precious son didn't walk well at all. While walking, he kicked two small stones.

Wen's father didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he turned his head and said to Wen Yixin's grandparents: "Look at Yixin, he is almost as tall as me, and he has such a childlike heart, he can't walk well, what's the use of kicking two stones!"

Wen Yixin didn't know that his father was laughing at him with his grandparents, and he was still concentrating on kicking small stones.

In fact, he didn't want to provoke these two little stones at all, but there were a few classmates beside him, so he had to delay for time to prevent others from seeing him get into the car in front of him.

The fact that Wen Yixin is a child of a rich family is basically known to students at the same level. After all, he can afford to learn the piano, and it is said that he used to go to a noble elementary school.However, the students here have no idea about Noble Primary School. Basically, they think that the school building will be more beautiful and the school will be bigger. As for how much more expensive the tuition fee will be, they don't know.

But in any case, Wen Yixin did not want to deepen the label of "rich man" in front of his classmates.He doesn't like to be a maverick, but likes to be like others, submerged in the sea of ​​people.He feels that everyone is not rich, and it feels very bad that he is the only one who is rich.

Finally, several students in his field of vision turned into another alley, and he hurriedly ran towards his father's car, opened the door like lightning to get in the car, closed the door and let out a silent sigh of relief.

"Xiaoxin is finally here, why are you slowing down?" Grandma smiled and said, "Come on, put down the schoolbag quickly."

Grandpa said: "Is Xiaoxin cold? Why don't you get in the car quickly after walking outside for so long."

Wen Yixin was a little embarrassed to be asked warmly, but it was inconvenient to express his thoughts, so he had to say: "It's not cold, it's not cold, those who walked all the way are almost sweating."

Father Wen is careful and understands his son's temper, so he has already seen through his thoughts.He started the car and said helplessly, "I don't know what you think."

Wen Yi newly installed quail.

"It's right to be low-key, but you have to have a degree. Don't get in the car like a thief for fear of being seen. After all, our family's money is earned by Dad seriously, and it's not from unknown sources. I know your classmate Their family conditions are not very good, but it is not a crime for our family to be a little better."

Wen Yixin felt that what his father said was indeed reasonable: "...well, I see."

Father Wen's tone softened after finishing his education, and he began to ask Wen Yixin about his life and study situation this semester. Although he usually calls every week, meeting him face-to-face is different from talking on the phone. He always listens to him face-to-face. talk.

Chatting and chatting, the two of them naturally talked about new policies and school admissions.

"Dad, can I go to the provincial key high school?" Wen Yixin asked straight to the point.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to go to an international high school?" Father Wen frowned, but his tone was still gentle, "Do you not want to go to an international high school or go abroad for a bachelor's degree?"

"...I don't even think about it."

"Tell me the reason? You have nothing to say to Dad." Wen's father paused, guessing that Wen Yixin might not want to meet elementary school classmates in high school, "If you don't want to go to Qiulan's high school, we can also go to Other schools. Xiling is also good, and it’s a bit closer than Qiulan. Qiulan’s elementary school is not bad, but the middle school and high school are a bit far away.”

"...That's not the problem." Wen Yixin was a little speechless, he felt that his father had misunderstood something, "I just want to study Pugao, and then go to university in China."

Father Wen wanted to observe his son in the rearview mirror, but found that he was looking out the window with his chin propped up, not letting himself see his expression at all.

Eh, something is on my mind.The helplessness of being a father.

Father Wen thought about it and said: "If you go to the UK, you should be able to apply for Oxford and Cambridge by then. If you can't apply, the other G5 schools are also good."

"Is Peking University and Tsinghua University not good?" Wen Yixin was a little unhappy.

"Okay, I can't say it." Father Wen couldn't laugh or cry, "But Peking University and Tsinghua University are hard to pass! Although you can get extra points for playing the piano, you may not be able to pass the exam if you get extra points. And learning musical instruments is extra points. The policy may be canceled in two years, what will you do then?"

"I can pass the exam myself." Wen Yixin was puzzled, "Just because you didn't pass the exam back then doesn't mean I can't pass the exam now!"

Father Wen who was shot by an arrow in the knee: "..."

Wen Yixin began to search for various reasons in his heart to persuade his father, such as "I don't like British culture or British food" or "I plan to stay in China to develop in the future, relying on the accumulation of contacts in China during my undergraduate period".

But before he could speak, Father Wen gave in.

"Okay." After all, Father Wen was still open-minded, and said helplessly, "My suggestion is still to go abroad as soon as you graduate, but if you insist on staying in China, I can't force you to do anything. But don't be too hasty Conclusion, maybe you will change your mind next semester."

"Well, thank you Dad." Wen Yixin nodded, thinking that I would not change my mind.

In fact, grandma also hoped that Wen Yixin would stay in China to study in university. When she heard that her grandson had persuaded her son, she smiled and said, "Okay, this way I can watch Xiaoxin for a few more years. You won't be able to see him when you go abroad."

Father Wen was a little helpless when he heard the words, and thought that if Xiaoxin went to Beijing to study in university, you would only see him twice a year, which was no different from going to England.

Wen Yixin finally found comrades in the same camp, so as not to expose the truth and self-destruct the Great Wall, he nodded at his grandma: "Yes, it's better to stay in China."

The stone that had been hanging in his heart for a semester finally fell to the ground.

Alright, now I can go to the same high school as Xie Ming, and I'm not lying to him before.