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Nearly half an hour passed, and the following game questions were obviously more difficult to the naked eye. Questions from liberal arts and science subjects appeared one after another. It was not something that an ordinary high school sophomore could complete in such a short period of time. And also make sure it's the correct answer.
Many students just choose to show off. They usually use their brains enough in their studies, and they don’t want to be overwhelmed by the IQ of a top student in an activity. They sit comfortably on a chair aside and eat fresh fruit on the plate. , knowing that there was no way he could win the game, he bet with the only red bar in his hand, and watched with relish the last remaining ones who were often ranked in the top fifteen of the school, holding on to the gods to fight, and there was no one there for a while. Feeling boring.
"Xiao Youyou, tell me, who will win in the end?" Hong Xiqi and Tao You have also retreated, leaning back comfortably on their chairs, eating desserts and chatting.
"Song Yimian." Tao You thought so in his heart and said so.
It's not that she is too confident, it's just that Song Yimian's knowledge level is too dazzling. Although there are many people standing in front of the wall to answer questions, if you look closely, you will find that the crowd can still be truly calm and confident of winning. Song Yimian is the only one.
Hong Xiqi took back the small cake she had just brought to Tao You. She rarely disagreed with her words and retorted, "You are partial! Why must it be Song Yimian? Obviously, Gu, Gu Yi is also very likely to be good. Right. He is the seed player in the competition class!"
"Didn't you see that he also answered several questions just now? We now have sixteen red strips, what about you?" Hong Xiqi waved a thick stack of red strips on his hand.
——No matter how you seed players, it’s only for mathematics. Take liberal arts, for example, as a freshman in high school. How many times did he pass, and how many times did he miss the passing mark?
Tao You tried her best to hold back her laughter, lowered her head and counted the red strips on her hand, "Fourteen," she finished the second half of the sentence under Hong Xiqi's proud expression, "I didn't include the ones from Song Yimian. I added them. If so, there must be more than 20 of them. The scores for the following questions are quite high." These words undoubtedly stabbed Hong Xiqi hard.
Hong Xiqi wrinkled her face, looked at Tao You sideways, and suddenly raised her hand to touch Tao You's forehead and said, "I don't have a fever. Xiao Youyou, you are really bad at it. How could you have said this before?! Hurry up and say that." Give me back that quiet little Youyou who is always tactful in everything she says!"
"Hehehe." Tao You covered his mouth and snickered, stretched out his hand to circle Hong Xiqi's neck, and said, "If you always have this impression of me, it only means that you don't understand me well enough."
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While Tao You and Hong Xiqi were joking, Zhou Moyang was wearing a black suit that didn't fit well. His slightly long bangs were combed back, revealing his forehead with some red acne marks, which may have been caused by using too much hairspray. , under the light, her black hair was shiny. He pushed up his new thick glasses on the bridge of his nose and walked over with a plate of fruit in his hand.
"Tao, Tao You." He put the fruit plate down, looked at Tao You, and quickly withdrew his eyes, staring down at the pure wooden floor under his feet, and stammered, "I, I look over there, there are not many fruit plates left. Get you some."
Tao You and Hong Xiqi looked at each other, and the meaning in each other's eyes was self-evident.
——Send us a fruit plate? Why?
"Ahem," Tao You adjusted the hem of her skirt, looked up at Zhou Moyang, who had his head hanging very low, stood up again, stood in front of Zhou Moyang, pulled the hem of his skirt with his fingers, and said with some embarrassment, "Thank you."
When Zhou Moyang saw Tao You standing up, he seemed to be frightened and took a small step back urgently, keeping half an arm's distance from Tao You.
"No, it's okay." He nervously tugged at the hem of his clothes with his fingers, then pointed at Tao You's dress, and praised, "You look very, very good-looking in your outfit today." He spoke softer and softer. She was trembling a little, and there were slight beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.
Tao You blinked and touched his nose subconsciously. Thinking of the makeup on his face, he changed direction and scratched his head. However, he remembered that he had a bun tonight and his hair became messy when he pulled it. She put down her hands angrily, and there was a forced smile on her lips.
Smiling, "Ah, thank you, thank you. You, you, are doing quite well today."
"Really?!" Zhou Moyang was excited as if he had finally been recognized by someone. He involuntarily raised his voice. The frames of his golden eyes reflected the blazing white light, and his eyes hidden behind the thick lenses widened. He also seemed to feel that there was something wrong with him. When others looked at him, he would habitually hold his glasses and lower his head, reducing his sense of presence.
Tao You looked at Zhou Moyang. Although the suit he was wearing was a bit too big, and even if he fastened all the buttons on the jacket, he could still fit a person inside, but because of his height, it was still okay; She had a slicked-back hairstyle, which made her look more mature.
As he watched, Tao You's eyes began to wander involuntarily, looking through Zhou Moyang's side to Song Yimian, who was standing tall and straight behind him, with his back to this side.
It seems that he also put on hairspray today. Although it is not obvious that there is any big change on the surface, you can still smell the smell of hairspray if you get closer. And that suit, it perfectly suited his body shape, cut and sewn just right, too much too much, too little too little. In Tao You's eyes, Song Yimian in a suit is better than the male models on TV who wear suits and look at people with contempt; the idols who debuted in the talent show with different styles; the fake ones in clothing stores He is a human model, and he is much more handsome and good-looking. He is the only one in the world.
"Bring it here!"
"You're lying! It's not the end yet. It's not certain who will win. Why are you trying to steal my red stripe!"
"There are only the last two questions left. Whoever wins will not be the Chinese class representative of your class. What's the difference between giving it now and giving it later. I'm willing to admit defeat. Take it for you."
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The arguing among the classmates next to him brought Tao You back from his thoughts.
She nodded seriously, not knowing whether Zhou Moyang could see it with his head lowered, and said, "Well, it's really good."
"Be more confident."
Zhou Moyang raised his head again, his eyes were shining, his face was red to the root of his neck, and he choked and said, "Thank you. I, I will go over first, my friend is waiting for me. You, you guys have fun."
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"Well, Xiaoyouyou, this melon is so sweet!" Hong Xiqi took the toothpick, opened her mouth wide and stuffed a piece of melon that was not too small, trying not to damage the lipstick on her lips.
Tao You looked at Hong Xiqi's bloody mouth, took a sip of the little lipstick left on her mouth, and ate the melon in small bites.
"Xiao Youyou, I just heard someone say," Hong Xiqi leaned into Tao You's ear and whispered, "the math class representative and the Chinese class representative from class two are together."
Tao You's eyes widened in surprise, "Really?! When did it happen? Didn't you ask someone in their class two days ago that it's possible for anyone to be together, but it's impossible for them to be together."
Hong Xiqi smashed her mouth and stuffed another piece of melon, and the old god said to the ground, "This is a high school, anything can happen in the next second. There is also the third class of liberal arts class with us before, that P.E. Remember, the committee member and that short, cute girl, it is said that they are both getting better too."
"I just said, how come their classmates were always making noises for no reason at that time!"
"No, after tonight, there will definitely be twice as many people crowding the playground in the evening as before. Look at so many cameras. Maybe the principal and grade dean are sitting in front of the computer and staring at us."
"You guys like this? I just tried a piece and it tasted good." Ding Dongyi held an exercise book in front of his chest with both hands. He walked over quietly, pulled out the chair on the other side and sat down. He was very considerate. Expressing his own opinion sarcastically, "I heard what you were talking about just now, and I think it's not a good idea to gossip about others behind their backs when the information is unreliable."
Hong Xiqi stopped chewing, turned over angrily and rolled his eyes without looking at her. He lowered his mouth and murmured, "Green tea! How can you be so noble when eavesdropping on other people's conversations? Just say what you said Like a holy mother."
Ding Dongyi opens the exercise
He took out the book and took out his pen. Regardless of Hong Xiqi's attitude, he glanced at Tao You and said, "I suggest you eat less of this melon at night. After all, the sugar content is still very high. If you eat too much, you will easily gain weight."
"Tch." Hong Xiqi curled her lips and uttered a syllable again with disdain.
Tao You immediately lost the desire to continue eating, not because he was worried that eating too much would make him fat. In the words of Tao's father, high school is the time when you are growing up. Training and studying are already hard enough, but if you don't take the art exam, you should control your weight, eat and drink as you should, and don't take a soup every week. It’s no exaggeration. It’s not too late to take the love of beauty seriously when you go to college.
Tao You bit her toothpick, glanced at Ding Dongyi's thin figure of only seventy or eighty kilograms, turned around and asked, "Ding Dongyi, are you going to transfer to our class and then take the college entrance examination normally?" What about not taking the art exam?
Ding Dongyi did not immediately understand what Tao You meant, and nodded without hesitation, "Well, I find that I am still more interested in science."
"Oh." Tao You nodded, took another piece of melon and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it quickly. Seeing this, Hong Xiqi unceremoniously leaned back in front of Ding Dongyi, peeled an orange and stuffed it into her mouth, while sighing with satisfaction.
Ding Dongyi finished halfway through the question, then put down his pen and asked Tao You, "By the way, how did you convince Song Yimian to attend the party with you?"
Tao You said quietly and looked back at her, his eyes seeming to ask: What does this have to do with you, why are you asking?
"I'm just gossiping." Ding Dongyi closed the book and held his chin with one hand, pretending to be a little girl. "I invited him many times before, but he said he was not interested in this event. I just think he doesn't care about you. Same, I’m curious how you convinced him?”
