The school girl at the same table can't be a middle school girl

In the evening, Jiang Chen sat in the classroom, casually flipping through biology textbooks.

Well, every time I review, I always have to watch the protein queen again.

In fact, for a long time, Jiang Chen always felt that the one in the picture was a man, so Jiang Chen, Cheng Kexing, and Wu Gui argued for a long time because of this.

Cheng Ke hit the nail on the head.

"If the person in the picture is a man, he should be boldly showing his chest muscles, not covered by that."

In this regard, the tortoise deeply agrees.

"Cheng Biaoguo is right."

However, Jiang Chen maintained a skeptical attitude. It wasn't until he posted on a certain news that many Peng Yuyan and Wu Yanzu in the comment area called it the protein queen, that Jiang Chen was able to affirm it.

After finishing two exams today, Chinese and mathematics, Jiang Chen obviously felt that the atmosphere in the classroom was a little more relaxed.

Although there will still be physics and English tomorrow, but the most devilish mathematics has passed, and the future is worth looking forward to.

Jiang Chen stared at the blank, brand-new biology textbook for a while, missing the key points, and didn't take notes.

Fortunately, the biology teacher didn't check the textbooks, otherwise he would have kicked Jiang Chen out of the classroom and scolded him severely.

"Is your book just released?"

I don’t work hard at ordinary times, and I don’t know if it’s useful or not.

But Jiang Chen felt that he still had to hug him.

Biology is mainly to memorize knowledge points, and there are several experimental processes.

Compulsory one, compulsory two, elective three, three books.

"There's a lot to memorize, forget it, change it to chemistry."

Jiang Chen sighed, then put away the biology textbook and took out the chemistry textbook.

Although chemistry is rarely memorized, it is more rational than biology.

However, there are chemical equations, and several experimental operations and so on.

Hey, it's so difficult.

Jiang Chen lay on the table, glanced at An Yimo next to him, and found that girl was staring out the window in a daze.

Hey, I don't care, An Yimo is in a daze, I will follow her example.

but,

She is a top student.

Hey,
Jiang Chen sighed in his heart.

Then he took out his physics textbook and copied the formula.

The physics teacher said,

"If you can't do it, then you can copy all the formulas and get some points."

Soon, in the last self-study class, English teacher Liu Ping came. Generally speaking, there are three self-study classes in the evening.

Liu Ping wore a light green long dress, youthful and beautiful, standing on the podium and talking about things to pay attention to in tomorrow's exam.

There is nothing to say, it is just a small pink answer sheet, remember to write your name, and you have to paint a question first, don't paint it after you have finished all the questions.

When I didn't have time, I was in a hurry. Finally, it was the composition. Liu Ping sent a few sample essays for the students to memorize.

"Finally, the handwriting should be neat and tidy, you can't scribble or change it. The marking teacher has to correct so many test papers. If your paper is clear, you are more likely to get a high score. It's very important. Neat, neat, neat, important thing to say Three times!"

English teacher Liu Ping tapped on the blackboard with chalk.

Looking at this scene, something inexplicably appeared in Jiang Chen's mind.

Mrs. Sunflower's class has started, and the students' composition is always unclear, and most of them are useless, just give them a good beating.

In the evening, after school, Jiang Chen was pulling his bicycle, and after experiencing the torment of the textbooks for three sessions of self-study, he looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Jiang Chen was born to me, hey, forget it, it doesn't matter if I was born or not, I'm tired."

As soon as the words were finished, laughter came from the side. Turning his head, it was a beautiful girl with short hair covering her mouth and laughing lightly.

Excessive, hateful bully, one day, I will turn over and sing, making you submit to my majesty.

Jiang Chen shouted in his heart.

The next morning, in the examination room, it was so quiet that a needle could be heard, Jiang Chen wrote on the draft paper the words Jing Neng Sheng Hui, which was a habit he left behind during the high school entrance examination.

Every time in the big exam, these four words will be written, well, this is a belief, and now, another word is added, Ye Lanchen.

Ye Lanchen's secret is known only to Jiang Chen, Wu Gui and Cheng Xingxing.

He is the lord of the night, the god in the hearts of all shadow messengers, so writing his name can never be wrong.

It takes two and a half hours for science and synthesis. Time allocation is very important. Whether to do it from the beginning to the end, or to do biochemistry first and then physics, each has its own arrangement.

For Jiang Chen, he usually finishes the multiple-choice questions half-metaphysically and half-rationally, with one out of six. Jiang Chen feels that it is very necessary for him to grasp them. As for the physics experiment and chemistry experiment, leave it blank and skip it.

At the end when he looked back at the test paper again, Jiang Chen looked at his half-empty answer sheet, sighed silently, and smiled again the next moment.

In the afternoon, English, Jiang Chen propped his chin in boredom, stared out of the window in a daze, the classroom was auditioning, and soon the content he had already mastered by heart was played.

"The price of the shirt is nine pounds and fifteen pence, so you choose option C, please mark it on the test paper"

Jiang Chen murmured softly following that voice.

After solving the multiple-choice questions according to the metaphysics, Jiang Chen stared at the composition again in a daze.

"It's Li Hua again, why does he have so many foreign friends?"

Jiang Chen slandered in his heart, then recalled the few model essays that Liu Ping had sent, and after writing enough words together, he put down his pen, glanced at the alarm clock on the blackboard, and there was an hour left.

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched slightly, that girl An Yimo might not be as fast as himself.

But then, Jiang Chen looked out of the window and fell into deep boredom.

Not long after, Jiang Chen in the classroom heard the sound of Dangdang. There was a small bell tied to a big banyan tree outside the teaching building, and someone was ringing it. This was the unique bell during the exam.Not the usual get out of class.

"Thump, it's time for get out of class to end, teachers, you have worked hard."

After the exam was over and the test papers were collected, the students in the classroom rushed out, talking and laughing, but there were not many talking about the content of the test papers, except for the sighs of some top students.

"Hey, I won't do well in the exam this time."

But the result is often the opposite.

But no matter what, the exam is over, whether it is a top student or a scumbag, it feels like a stone has fallen in his heart, and his body and mind are much more relaxed.

As soon as the exam was over, everyone in class three rushed out of the classroom, led by Xiao Lizi holding a volleyball.

Followed by Jiang Chen and the others.

An Yimo sat on the seat, sorted all the test papers, put them in the drawer, got up and left, but saw the cute bun-faced cauliflower walking beside her.

"Yimo, are you going to play volleyball?"

An Yimo, who was carrying a light blue schoolbag, hesitated and refused.

"No, you go."

"Come on, just finished the exam, why don't you go relax? Don't study all day, the head teacher said, you have to combine work and rest..."

From the classroom to the playground, Cauliflower persevered, always teaching by An Yimo's side.

"Ok."

In desperation, An Yimo agreed.

Xiaolizi occupies the volleyball court in the corner of the playground, and the court is filled with students from Class [-], most of whom are girls.

For example, He Ziyue, the beauty school bully, and Zhu Yubing, the representative of the Chinese class.

For boys, there are two big muscular men in class three, one is Xiao Huihui, one of Lao Hua's generals, and the other is Huang Hua, the sports committee member. Huang Hua is not thinner than Huang Hua. .

When he came to the third class when he was in the second year of high school, he was the class monitor in the original class, and his interpersonal skills were not far behind Xiao Lizi.

In addition, there are Jiang Chen Three Musketeers.

On the volleyball court, everyone on the field was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised by An Yimo's joining. The high-cold Xueba also came to play?

"Turtle, it's your turn to give me the ball this time."

Jiang Chen said, now that there are BUFFs on the field, why shouldn't he show off his demeanor?
The tortoise glanced at the cauliflower on the field and retorted.

"No, you pad the ball for me."

"No, you give it to me."

Jiang Chen refused.

"No, you give it to me."

The tortoise is not to be outdone.

"No, you pad."

"No, you pad."

When the two were arguing, Cheng Xing glanced at He Ziyue, a beautiful school bully with braids, who had always been a marginalized figure on the volleyball court, secretly decided, and then came to the side of Jiang Chen and the two.

"No, the two of you cooperate with me, give me the ball, and see me facing the madman today."

Cheng Xingxing is imposing. Today, he will be the C position.

Jiang Chen and the turtle: "..."