Lin Yue said: "I'm not like this, so what should I do? Is it possible to write her a letter back and tell her that I haven't heard of you, and I don't even know what you look like, so I'm sorry, but I can't accept your confession?" If I respond like this to every love letter I receive, then should I still write a manuscript or study? And the uncertain tone may send the wrong signal. It is better to give them a long-term pain than a short-term pain. In this way, you can adjust your state more quickly and devote yourself to learning, which is an act of being responsible for yourself and trying to be responsible for those who like you."
The truth is correct, but Qiu Ya still feels that doing so is a bit...unhuman.
"But...but..."
"No but, if this love letter was written by you, I might consider it and give you a chance to perform well."
"You...don't talk nonsense."
Her face suddenly turned red and she buried her head in the pile of books not knowing what she was thinking.
"Sun Fei, go and change seats with me."
At this time, a man walked to the row behind the two of them and threw his schoolbag and textbooks on Xiao Hei's desk. .
Qiu Ya turned her face and looked slightly stiff, because it was none other than Xia Luo, who kept pestering her and expressed his love again and again.
Speaking of which, he and Lin Yue were really two extremes. One didn't care about her, and the other was obsessed with her.
"No." Xiao Hei refused.
"Can you say that again!"
"Charlotte, it's not like you don't know that the girl with glasses and I don't get along."
Not only did Charlotte know about this, but to put it bluntly, the whole class knew that the two of them were having a very unpleasant time.
Xihong No. 7 Middle School is located in the old city. The problem of aging circuits is very serious. There are power outages during night self-study. However, the school will not let the students go to school early because they have to be blind for up to ten or twenty minutes. In order to survive this dark period Whether you have time, you feel you cannot waste it, or you need to learn how to light candles, many people will hide one or two candles in their drawers, and whenever the surroundings fall into darkness, they will pick them up and light them.
While the radiant light illuminates the classroom, it also brings some hidden dangers. Sun Fei once almost set a bespectacled girl's clothes on fire because the candle was placed too far forward. Although no one was hurt in the end, his hair was burned. few.
Since then, the two have been at odds with each other and have not spoken to each other for a whole semester. Now Charlotte asks him to go over and sit at the same table with the girl with glasses. That is really embarrassing.
Charlotte said: "Aren't you going? Believe it or not, I will tell the principal that you wiped your nose on the podium and dipped gum on the teacher's chair."
When Sun Fei heard this, he immediately wilted. With a pout, Lao Gao walked to the empty seat next to the girl with glasses and sat down.
Charlotte looked at Qiu Ya sitting in front of her, and then at Lin Yue next to her, thinking that I can't beat you, and I'm not as good-looking as you, but it doesn't matter, I can make a big, round and bright light bulb, and I'm disgusting to you. both.
"Hey, Charlotte, who are you talking to over there?" Ma Dongmei was happy when she saw this scene: "If you want me to tell you, stop struggling, there's no chance."
"You...you...Ma Dongmei, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."
When Charlotte said this, Yuan Hua, who was standing behind Ma Dongmei, punched the north wall of the classroom. His facial expression was more desperate than sad.
"Yuan Hua, what are you doing? Practicing Beidou Shenquan? Your hands don't hurt, but the wall still hurts."
By chance, the math teacher walked in from outside and witnessed this scene. Ten thousand alpacas were floating in his heart. He wondered whether Yuan Hua's father's slap hit his son's head. Yesterday, the back of his head hit the wall repeatedly. This time... Punch after punch against the wall, why can't he always get through the wall?
"And you, Ma Dongmei, don't eat melon seeds in class, and don't knock them when you are happy."
The classroom that was in a mess just now suddenly became quiet. Qiu Ya shouted to stand up, and the students stood up and called the teacher hello.
The math teacher waved his hand casually, gesturing for everyone to sit down, and then turned over the test papers in front of him: "The results of last week's proficiency test are out. Have all the test papers been handed out to the class representatives?"
The girl by the window, wearing a hairpin with a star and moon pattern on her head, nodded: "Teacher Yang, send it all out."
"You all got your test papers, right?"
Only a few people answered and got it.
The math teacher didn't care. He pushed the teaching aids forward, looked at the whole class and said, "Now that we have got the test papers, and thought about the scores, the teacher didn't want to say more, but just because of your laziness just now Son, there are some things I have to say... I won’t be happy if I don’t spit them out.”
He paused and then said: "Out of the four liberal arts classes in the third grade of No. 7 Middle School, our class's score in this mock test is the last in the whole grade. The midterm exam is in less than two weeks. If we don't pay attention, Come on, review it carefully and come last in the exam. Don’t you feel ashamed, the teacher will be ashamed for you.”
Zhang Yang pursed his lips, facing out the window, and muttered in a low voice: "You're not ashamed, you're afraid that the principal will deduct your bonus."
Meng Te stroked the hair above his ears: "Boys only learn mathematics, and girls only learn makeup."
After speaking, he wiped his lips with his index finger.
Zhang Yang shuddered with disgust and straightened his back to stay away from this pervert.
The math teacher was about to get mad when he saw their little moves, but Charlotte, who was sleeping on the table over there, started talking in her sleep.
No, it should be Meng Ge.
"I'll accompany you to watch the meteor shower fall on this earth."
"Let your tears fall on my shoulders."
"I want you to know that my love is willing to be brave for you."
"You will see where happiness lies."
"..."
Not to mention, the singing is pretty good.
Qiu Ya looked back and thought that Charlotte had written a song for herself again, just like she had occupied the radio station many times before to sing love songs to show her love.
Actually, apart from being older and uglier, Charlotte is not bad at talent. Although she doesn’t want to admit it, she is more talented in writing songs than in writing.
Ma Dongmei was so angry that she slammed the table from behind.
In the past, he would have ignored Qiu Ya after class was over, but now he dared to do so in the presence of the teacher. Did he still take her as his future wife seriously?
When Dachun saw her slapping the table, he thought she was making a beat, so he also smacked the table.
"Charlotte sings so beautifully."
The class's monthly exam score was the last in the whole grade. The math teacher was not happy to begin with. After being disturbed by these people, his heart was filled with anger. He picked up the half piece of chalk between the blackboard and the frame and threw it at Charlotte. But his accuracy was really poor. Because the angle was low, the chalk went straight towards Lin Yue, who was concentrating on writing the manuscript.
Just when everyone was about to exclaim, a strange scene happened. Without raising his head or eyelids, classmate Lin raised his palm slightly and caught the flying chalk in his hand with a snap.
The math teacher was stunned for a moment.
The exclamation that should have sounded turned into an uproar, and Zhang Yang, a guy who was afraid of the world being in chaos, even applauded.
The math teacher looked a little confused and slapped the table hard: "Quiet."
The students quickly shut their mouths and did not dare to make a sound.
"Zhang Yang, Meng Te, Dachun, Xia Luo, Ma Dongmei, Lin Yue...it's just you every time. If you don't want to go to school, you can go out and don't disturb other students." The math teacher opened his eyes angrily and mentioned these few The name is disgusting.
Zhang Yang, Meng Te and others did not dare to speak because they lacked the courage and because they had already mastered the art of being thick-skinned.
Lin Yue was different from them. How could he accept the disadvantage of being dumb? Mainly... This matter had nothing to do with him. How could he suffer this humiliation for nothing? He put down the pen, stood up and said, "Teacher Yang, It's your grudge that you threw the chalk at Charlotte. I can't control it. But you were not accurate in your hands. The chalk hit me on the head. What happened to me catching it with my hand? Didn't you do anything and let the chalk hit me? I’m trying to calm you down on my face? Don’t you think this is too much?”
Zhang Yang nodded desperately beside him, looking at the teacher waiting for his statement.
The math teacher was indeed put off by the question, because it made sense, but he didn't intend to give in, otherwise he would lose his face as a teacher.
"I'm not talking about you picking up the chalk, it's you people who are holding the class back. Last time you told the English teacher that you didn't ask Qiu Ya to copy your homework. Then let me ask you, how often do you complete your homework? Okay, why did you get 0 points in this monthly exam?"
0 marks?
Lin Yue got 0 points in the exam?
The classmates who were far away from his seat looked at each other.
This... you can throw a dice and guess the size, and you can bet on a multiple-choice question, not to mention there are several true and false questions.
Could it be that he handed in a blank paper?
The math teacher said: "I usually have someone to copy my homework, but when it comes to exams, it shows its original shape, right? Don't think that the teacher doesn't know what you do every day."
Lin Yue said: "Teacher Yang, I want to ask you a question."
"what is the problem?"
"If you are busy making money, someone will give you a few questions at this time. They are all additions within 10 that first-grade primary school students need to learn. And he also said that he will test you to see how high your level is. ,what will you do."
"That must be..." The math teacher was about to tell him to stay where he was and use addition within 10 to test the level of a high school math teacher. Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? But when I thought about it, I suddenly understood and suddenly became angry: "What do you mean?"
Lin Yue said: "You know exactly what I mean."
The math teacher was so angry that he laughed: "Students, do you understand?"
Some people nodded in understanding, looked at Lin Yue, then at the math teacher, and slowly opened their mouths into an O shape.
Some people don't think about it at all. With their big or small eyes flashing, they feel like they are listening to a book from heaven.
"What Lin Yue means is that the math paper in this monthly exam means to him what addition within 10 means to the teacher. Instead of wasting energy playing house, it would be better to do something more valuable. "
As soon as these words came out, the classroom was boiling.
You want to say that Lin Yue is a thorny person who refuses to accept the control of the Celestial Empire. Everyone believes it and knows how messed up he is. But when it comes to study, the reason for handing in a blank paper can be said to be so "refreshing and refined", which is really surprising... ...How should I put it? Ridiculous? Mental illness? Or maybe you got carried away while writing the book, got too involved in the drama, and considered yourself the protagonist?
"Teacher Yang, your understanding is so good." He also gave a thumbs up and did not hesitate to praise.
But the more he behaves like this, the more the math teacher thinks he is insulting his own IQ, or insulting others.
Yuan Hua spat aside, curled his lips, and said something arrogant.
The two of them had agreed to meet the winner in the examination room before, but they didn't expect to hand in a blank paper in the monthly exam. It didn't matter if he didn't have any sense of shame, and he dared to bully the teacher. He really thought that he was the kind of person who could settle the world with his pen and settle the world with his martial arts. All-rounder?
"Hahahaha, Dongmei, do you understand? I understand, he is bragging." Even Dachun knew that he was bragging.
Yes, he writes well because he reads a lot of miscellaneous books and has accumulated a rich vocabulary. However, mathematics is different from Chinese and English. Reading miscellaneous books without answering questions is useless, and he never listens to lectures.
It is easier for people to accept it than bragging about not having a good night's rest and having to sleep until the bell rings to hand in a blank paper as an excuse.
The math teacher said: "Have you heard what everyone said about you?"
Lin Yue said: "Well, to be honest, I'm used to it since no one believes me."
"So, do you think you are better than the teacher?"
"That's right."
"If you are so capable, why do you come to school?"
"Because I'm afraid that my parents will be sad. They want me to get into a good university, so I reluctantly fulfill my filial piety."
"You...you...are rude!"
The math teacher was so angry at his attitude that he couldn't even speak clearly.
Lin Yue said: "There is no way, I know the truth always hurts the most, but it is wrong to lie to others."
"Did you hear that? Did you hear that? He said that he is much better than the teacher."
"Hey, don't change secretly..."
Lin Yue wanted to say that the math teacher secretly changed the concept, but stopped mid-sentence, glanced at Zhang Yang, and shuddered when he saw his buck teeth, and then there were Meng Te, Ma Dongmei, and Dachun who were holding the class back. You idiot, why not use them to test the newly unlocked [Nightmare] skill?
"Yes, my level is higher than yours. Teacher Yang, do you dare to make a bet?"
"bet?"
"Dachun, Zhang Yang, Meng Te, and Ma Dongmei are all poor students you don't want to see, right? Next, I will tutor them in mathematics. If the five of us no longer hold the class back in the midterm exam, you will control me from now on. Call the teacher, if they don't make great progress, I'll go to the principal to adjust the class so that you can be out of sight and out of mind, how about that?"
Wow~
There was a discussion in the classroom, and no one thought he was crazy.
Let Dachun, Zhang Yang, Meng Te, Ma Dongmei, the poor students in the class... no, the whole grade, who are famous, no longer hold back? This is harder to accept than handing in a blank paper because the questions above are of no value to him.
Not to mention other students, even the person involved felt that he had heard wrongly. Zhang Yang took out his ears and picked up a ring of earwax.
The math teacher could only use the word "grandstanding" to describe his behavior.
"Okay, okay...this is what you said. I will make this bet with you. I still don't believe it. No one in the entire No. 7 Middle School can deal with you?"
Teacher Yang agreed?
The students no longer knew what to say.
If this bet had been made from the beginning, there might still be a chance, but what about now? How long until the midterm exam?
Less than half a month!
Even if these four people use their weekend breaks to study, there is no way they can avoid dragging down the class. Not to mention how poor the foundations of Zhang Yang, Meng Te, and Ma Dongmei are. How does Dashachun want to change him? It's just a fool's errand.
So Lin Yue was bound to lose this bet.
Xia Luo suddenly became energetic, because Lin Yue was going to change his class, and no one would stop him from chasing Qiu Ya in the future.
…
Pa~
A hand smacked on the table.
"Meng Te, come to my house for tutoring this weekend."
"Why, I have an appointment with my sister to go shopping this weekend. Hey, Dongmei, do you think my new earrings look good?"
Ma Dongmei didn't answer the question. She picked up the 2B lead in front of Meng Te and broke it hard. With a click, the pencil broke into two pieces.
"Ah, my 2B."
"Come or not?"
Meng Te's hands shook: "Come on, come on..."
Ma Dongmei snorted, stood up and left.
Mengte shook his hand hanging on his chest, looking frightened.
…
Zhang Yang came out of the boys' toilet, looked around furtively for a while, ran behind the broken table and chairs that had not been cleaned up, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, took out the lighter, lit it with a bang, and inhaled comfortably. Take a bite.
At this time, Dachun leaned over from behind and said without looking back: "I told you I won't go, so don't follow me."
"Dongmei said that if you dare not to go..."
"Tch." Zhang Yang curled his lips: "What if I don't go?"
Do you think a person who could make his grandpa go to the hospital by playing mahjong would devote his attention to studying? Moreover, it has been almost a week, and the person concerned is not anxious at all and is still writing his letter.
The emperor is not in a hurry, but Ma Dongmei, a madam... is actually very warm-hearted, looking for this and that, and is willing to be a pawn.
"hehe."
Dachun showed a harmless smile, grabbed Zhang Yang's back collar and lifted him up.
"Teacher, Zhang Yang is hiding behind the toilet and smoking."
The students who walked in front all looked over. It happened that the dean had just finished urinating and was adjusting his shirt. He was hesitating whether to stuff it into his trousers. He heard a voice and looked ahead.
"The buck tooth in the big man's hand over there, yes, that's you. What's your name?"
Before Zhang Yang could react, Dachun rushed to answer: "Teacher, he is Zhang Yang from Class 2, Grade 3."
"You two, follow me to the teaching office."
After saying this, the dean left with his hands behind his back.
Zhang Yang reluctantly glanced at the half cigarette he had just thrown on the ground, his heart bleeding.
A box costs three yuan, a stick costs fifteen cents.
Dachun said: "Dongmei said that if you don't go, let me follow you all the time and report you whenever you smoke."
"You traitor!"
Zhang Yang was so angry that his teeth ached. In the past, he was the one who betrayed Dachun, but now the situation is reversed.
"Okay, I'll go, but there's one thing I have to remind you, Dachun, you were betrayed by Ma Dongmei."
