After entering Class 582, before Yin Hang could sit down, his deskmate said to him with an embarrassed look on his face: "Yin Hang, the class teacher asked you to go find him with your mobile phone."
"Ah?" Yin Hang was confused, and then he followed his deskmate's gaze and looked up to find the camera behind him.
Forget about this!
Yin Hang only felt toothache, but he could only pick up his mobile phone and go to the office.
After confiscating my phone and being scolded for more than half a minute, my lunch break was almost over when I came back.
There are still thirty-six days before the college entrance examination. If you say something like this, his ears will almost feel calloused this month.
But now he has to face the problem.
Sighing, he pulled out the book he hadn't read in more than a month from the bottom of the pile of books.
All afternoon, no matter what class he was in, he was reading geography.
Then he began to feel that the longitude and latitude in his mind were getting knotted crazily, drifting around from east to west, north to south.
Why does this place not have the Mediterranean, but what kind of Mediterranean climate does it have?
How can we identify the terrain with these dense lines and numbers?
What are the main species of organisms in a certain sea area? Why is this a geography question?
Even if they knew the shortcomings of the government's regional planning, they would not dare to mention it.
As for some common sense scoring questions...
Yin Hang was shocked.
"Is this world so fancy?"
He suddenly felt that it was a good thing that it was a semi-science subject, otherwise he would have been buried in history and politics.
When the bell rang, Yin Hang's brain was like a pot of boiling paste.
The last time he felt like this was when he was in advanced mathematics class during his freshman year, and he sat in the front row without knowing whether to live or die.
After going to the cafeteria drowsily, he didn't see An Tong in a familiar place.
Changed place?
Yin Hang suddenly felt that his behavior was stupid.
Isn't it a bit too much to bully others for your own benefit?
If you say you like it when you meet, you really deserve to be scolded for being sick...
Apologize?
Forget it, why go to disgusting people's homes?
After dinner, Yin Hang returned to the classroom and saw the geography class representative handing out papers.
"Are you doing the geography paper today?"
"yes."
Yin Hang's heart skipped a beat and he said, "Give me one too!"
The geography class representative gave him a blank look.
"One by one, why are you so anxious?"
Yin Hang was a little embarrassed. He prepared a pen and calculation paper in advance. After they were handed to him, he started reading the questions and writing directly without waiting for class.
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An Tong ate the meal Jiang Shiyun bought for her from the canteen and asked quietly: "Um, have you seen him?"
Jiang Shiyun also sighed and said: "It's almost the college entrance examination, thirty-six days away!"
"I'm not afraid that he will pester you again...has he gone?"
"I did not notice."
"Isn't there him in the middle of area C?"
Jiang Shiyun shook the porridge in her hand: "I'll be back after buying it. Why are you going to Area C?"
"Right."
"Why do you feel so weird?" Jiang Shiyun asked confused.
"No, oh right." An Tong stretched her neck and asked, "Can you show me the analysis he wrote for you? I'm not very good at that question either."
"Here." Jiang Shiyun casually pulled out a pile of math papers and handed them to An Tong.
An Tong took it and subconsciously smoothed the corners of the papyrus paper little by little with her fingertips. She raised her head and asked, "When will I return it to you?"
"Just take it and read it. I have given up on this kind of questions. If you encounter it, just accept it and see if you can get a hundred and three."
"Oh, one hundred and three," An Tong stuck out her tongue and said, "I never had this material in my dreams."
Two hours later, the first self-study class ended.
Yin Hang's face turned pale.
He spent an hour writing down his thoughts, and another hour flipping through the book and copying.
Even so, he failed to write a few questions or even understand a few questions.
For the first time, Yin Hang had such real doubts about life.
From 1:50 noon to 7:50 pm now, in these precious six hours before the college entrance examination, he seemed to have learned a lesson.
However, when Yin Hang packed his schoolbag with despair on his face, he found that his class teacher was waiting for him behind the scenes.
The head teacher knew that he was a day student, and after ten minutes of educational criticism, he returned the phone to him, but required that the next morning, Yin Hang must put the phone in the office before class.
Yin Hang nodded and apologized like a fool. After admitting his mistake, he at least got his phone back.
Class was already in session at this time, and Yin Hang was carrying his schoolbag and walking alone in the corridor of the empty teaching building.
At the entrance of the stairs, a girl was leaning against the wall, holding a book in her arms, tapping her toes on the ground irritably. After the voice-activated light suddenly turned on, she hurriedly walked down for two sections. After the steps, he carefully turned his head and met Yin Hang's eyes.
In the past, Yin Hang would have definitely slowed down and waited for the other person to go downstairs before walking downstairs, so as to avoid any close contact with the opposite sex. But at this moment, it was useless for him to slow down.
Because the other party is coming towards me.
"Um, how are you?" An Tong put half of her hand in her sleeve and shook it slightly in greeting.
"..." Yin Hang was embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say.
An Tong looked at Yin Hang, hesitated to speak, and walked to him silently.
"Here you go." An Tong opened the book he was holding and handed it to Yin Hang. After handing it to Yin Hang, he said in a low voice: "Well, it's time for class. Bye-Bye."
Yin Hang was speechless as he held the stack of calculation paper.
Does this count as a complete severance of ties?
It doesn't seem to matter in itself.
It's purely one-sided...
Turn left 100 meters from the school entrance to the bus stop. As soon as he left the school gate, Yin Hang found that the bus he was waiting for had already arrived. He quickly put his hands on his schoolbag and ran over.
Because it was the departure station, even the last one to get on the bus still had a seat. Yin Hang panted heavily and sat down in a window-opening position, fanning himself with the stack of papyrus in his hand.
"Do not litter."
Yin Hang heard the sound and looked at a middle-aged woman wearing glasses and a serious face next to him.
It seems like a school teacher.
Are you calling me?
"pick it up."
Yin Hang followed the teacher's gaze and saw a crumpled note at his feet.
"This..." It seemed meaningless for Yin Hang to say it wasn't his. When he picked it up, he found a series of crooked numbers on it.
Yin Hang took another look at the calculation paper in his hand.
Caught in here?
Yin Hang noticed something and quickly took out his mobile phone and added friends on WeChat.
this user does not exist
ha?
Yin Hang wiped the sweat dripping on his phone and added friends on QQ.
This time a black and white anime avatar popped up, and the screen name was a string of indescribable garbled symbols.
Age 120 years old, gender male.
Personal signature is...don't touch me.
Is this An Tong?
