Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The three-day vacation was a bit wild, and it felt like a world away when I went back to school.

The third year of high school is gone, and one-third of the students are missing at once, and the school is much empty.

On the day of returning to school, the second year of senior high school organized a yearly meeting. The senior year leader held the microphone on the podium and said slowly: "The third year of high school is over, and you are the third year of high school. There is one year left, and you will take the college entrance examination."

After the general meeting, there is also a class meeting. At the same time, the head teachers of each class are saying similar things on the podium: the exam will be in early July, so hurry up.

The two conversations successfully made the students who had gone on vacation calm down and concentrate on their studies.

Although Bi Xia got up early, because he had to do morning exercises with Qiu Zhen, it was not the earliest time to arrive in the classroom. Recently, he could see Shangguan Lu Yuan reciting vocabulary every day in the classroom.

The last round of the knowledge competition was during the summer vacation, and Bi Xia was not in a hurry to prepare. During this time, he was also concentrating on reading the textbooks, taking advantage of the exam for his first round of review.

There was a history book spread out on his desk, but an English word popped out of his mouth. Shangguan Lu Yuan was still reciting the word in Chinese on the draft paper, without any response. Bi Xia said it again,

Shangguan finally realized that he was telling himself.

"what?"

"You remembered wrong."

Shangguan Lu Yuan trusted his student at the same table very much, and looked at the vocabulary list he printed out, and sure enough, he remembered it wrong.

Lu Yuan, the official who had finished self-study early, drank his saliva, and then asked something he had been curious about for a long time: "Will you forget what you have memorized?"

"meeting."

Shangguan Lu Yuan was a little surprised: "You also memorize it repeatedly? What is the Ashorbin forgetting curve?"

Bi Xia tapped the Chinese textbook spread flat on the table: "I can memorize it after reading it twice."

Shangguan Lu Yuan heard his implication: I will forget, and I also need to memorize repeatedly, but how long will I recite it, how long will you recite it?

He cupped his fists and bowed to Bi Xia: "You are my father."

A hand stretched out from behind and patted his head: "I don't have your son."

Shangguan Lu Yuan knew who it was without turning his head: "Damn, Qiuzhen, you fucking, you can't touch your head, don't you know?"

Qiu Zhen was a little strange, why he was so excited all of a sudden, and even swearing, you must know that Shangguan Lu Yuan is cute and pretending.

It's not like there are things that are more excessive than this. I'm too excited today, right?

He doesn't understand how much a person who has been praised for being smart cares about his own head.

Shangguan Lu Yuan was serious: "Touching your head will make you stupid."

Qiuzhen: "..."

Fine.

He smiled, with a bit of kindness in his smile: "My son is good, you must talk about science."

Shangguan Lu Yuan: "Qiu Zhen!"

Bi Xia watched the two of them arguing and didn't speak. When Shangguan rewritten and sat down, he seemed to smile and asked Qiu Zhen: "Is there something wrong?"

Qiu Zhen smiled and said, "It's okay, let's come and see you."

In fact, I came to ask for comfort when I was tired of doing the questions.

The problems Zhou Xing gave him recently were terribly computationally intensive. Last night, he even assigned an extremely complicated problem. He always felt that there was a way to solve the problem directly, but he probably didn't learn it.

He flipped through the mathematics magazines all night trying to find something, but nothing, he slept all night to clear his mind, and then read it again, but he still didn't know how to do it.

He has always been used to finding shortcuts and solving problems in the simplest way, impatiently writing several large sheets of paper together.

Bi Xia stood up, walked to the door with him, and asked again: "What's wrong?"

There is nothing to hide, Qiu Zhen said directly: "The questions that Brother Zhou gave me are quite troublesome."

"you will not?"

"No, I'm looking for the easiest way."

"Perhaps there is no easiest way."

Qiu Zhen was stunned for a moment, thoughtful, seeing the trend of Zhou Xing giving him questions recently, it might be true.

This is even more of a headache.

Bi Xia suddenly approached him and kissed him on the face. Qiu Zhen was taken aback and looked around. He didn't expect Bi Xia to kiss him directly. Fortunately, it was in the corridor leading to the teaching building of the third year of high school, and the third year of high school was no longer there. , it's very quiet here.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"you are not happy."

Qiu Zhen was stunned for a long time without speaking, feeling chocolate bubbles gurgling in his heart, mellow, thick, sweet, unable to struggle, not wanting to struggle.

It seems that Xia Xia has taken the initiative a lot after coming back from the competition last time, Xiaobie wins the newlyweds?

It's been too long.

It could be longer, Qiu Zhen thought.

"Bi Xia, a girl is looking for you."

This voice called everyone's attention.

Girl, find Bi Xia.

What are you doing, confessing?

Bi Xia put down the book and went out, it was Zhao Nana.

Her hair has grown a bit, and she looks in good spirits.

She put her hair behind her ears: "Thank you that day, and... I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Bi Xia shook his head: "No need."

No apology or thanks.

"Yes," Zhao Nana gave him the gift bag in her hand, "This is the chocolate I made myself."

Bi Xia accepted it.

There was an exclamation in the classroom, they were standing in the corridor at the door of the classroom, and the people in the classroom were paying attention to them.

Zhao Nana glanced at the classroom, teasing: "They pay attention to you."

Bi Xia just laughed. Zhao Nana remembered his boyfriend. Teacher Wang told her that the two boys who helped her were named Bi Xia and Qiu Zhen.

"I wish you both to be admitted to the same school."

"Thank you."

Then silently.

Bi Xia was not a talkative person, he knew that Zhao Nana had something to say, so he just stood there.

She was wearing a white dress. She didn't have a very cheerful personality, but she looked quiet and atmospheric. It was hard to imagine that she would be overwhelmed on the roof that day.

They just stood there quietly for a while, and she finally said, "I won't go up again in the future."

Like a promise.

Bi Xia said, "Okay."

After making a promise about life with a half-acquainted junior, Zhao Nana had a sore nose, forcibly stopped her tears, and changed the topic in embarrassment.

"They were all surprised when I came to find you. You are so pretty, but are there not many girls who usually look for you?"

Bi Xia shook his head: "No."

She blinked: "They know you have a date?"

Bi Xia still shook his head.

But this was overheard by someone pretending to be passing by, and the next day, the entire second year of senior high school knew that the student god of Zhiba all year round had a partner.

Qi Jiale has been perplexed by a question recently, and has become more and more perplexed, but this matter is not easy to tell others.

Brother Qiu said that he had a date, but every time he talked about meeting his sister-in-law, he would distract him. Even the last time he went to junior high school, he took the school committee with him.

He couldn't help but think, in and out of school, with Bi Xia almost all the time, does Qiu Zhen really have time to fall in love?

Is it online dating?

That shouldn't be the case, online dating also takes time, could it be a dream?

As a man who explores the frontiers of gossip, Qi Jiale got another piece of news that is said to be absolutely reliable: Bi Xia is also greedy for love.

He felt as if he had grasped something, and after careful consideration, there was nothing.He was a little irritable, and decided to go to the school committee to verify it first.

I was a little timid just taking a step, otherwise I should find brother Qiu, anyway, they are familiar, so he must know.

The academic committee was also the first to know about Brother Qiu's love affair.

"How did you know that?"

Qi Jiale was not the first person to ask him, and there were no recreational activities at school, so he was very curious about Xue Shen's love life.

Qiu Zhen's mood was not so good, her boyfriend was rumored to be in a relationship, but not her.

"I heard it was overheard while chatting with a senior."

"Who asked you this?" Qiu Zhen was a little annoyed, "How did it spread?"

Qi Jiale suddenly remembered what happened to Ying Yarong last time, put away his gossip, and put on a serious face in a second: "What's wrong, is there any problem this time?"

"No."

"That's good," Qi Jiale continued to gossip, "Well, Brother Qiu, do you know who it is?"

"I know."

Qiu Zhen thought, that's fine, if one or two of them are spared, he also thinks about how to swear sovereignty in a low-key and ostentatious manner.

Qi Jiale moved closer: "Hey, who is it?"

Qiu Zhen looked at him with a half-smile: "What do you think?"

The last time Qi Jiale saw this expression was when someone was about to make an appointment with Brother Qiu, he instinctively felt that this topic was a bit dangerous, so he swallowed: "I don't know."

He said he didn't know, but he had a terrible guess in his heart.

No, no, no?

Brother Qiu and the school committee...

Cake, handwriting, and more importantly, when two people stand together, they form an aura that cannot be interfered with.

Qiu Zhen's smile became more and more obvious, but Qi Jiale was about to cry.

"guessed?"

He immediately expressed his loyalty: "I don't know anything."

Qiu Zhen is well aware of his urination: "Keep your mouth tight."

Qi Jiale nodded desperately: "Brother, don't worry, I know what I can say and what I can't say."

If you want to cry but have no tears, let you gossip!It's all right now, I know everything, and I can't say anything.

It is better not to know.

Qiu Zhen hasn't figured out how to swear an oath of sovereignty in a low-key and ostentatious manner, and the Dragon Boat Festival is here.

The exam is just around the corner, and it is impossible to take a holiday, but it is not justified to actually attend classes on statutory holidays.

So the school issued a notice that the canteen will be open normally during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, and students are welcome to come to school for self-study.

Since the exam is required, the teachers hope that the students will fill in the gaps and prepare for the exam. The homework is similar to the usual week.

Bi Xia sorted out a political review material for the exam. In the eyes of liberal arts students, it was a bit superficial, but it was just right for the exam.

He spent a week on and off sorting out the materials, and he didn't have time to sort them out into an electronic version, so he handed them directly to Qiu Zhen.

Shangguan Lu Yuan's eyes were red, the god of learning had personally compiled and transcribed the review materials!

Although he has his own notes and doesn't need them, that doesn't stop him from being sour.

The difficulty of the exam is not high. If you only want to pass the exam, you can take the exam naked, but you still have to memorize it if you want to get an A.

The information sent by Bi Xia marked the necessary content and was very concise.

Now Qiu Zhen is fully confident that he will memorize it completely within ten days.

He looked at Bi Xia with burning eyes: "Thank you for your kindness."

Bi Xia had already anticipated his next sentence, which was nothing more than agreeing with his body.

But this time Qiu Zhen didn't play tricks with him, he said: "Then I won't thank you."

The old class said that No. [-] Middle School has recommended places every year, and besides Beiqing, there are many other first-class schools.

But there is only one in each of the Northern and Qing Dynasties.

In addition, those who won the first prize in the national competition can skip the school's additional application quota, and regardless of the school or the individual, the basis for these recommendation is to pass the exam.

Although this test is simple, it is of great significance.

Qiu Zhen said solemnly: "I will take the exam well."

Bi Xia smiled slightly: "Come on."