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

Time flies by so fast. Senior three students hardly have any concept of time every day. They always feel that time is like an hourglass. If you don’t pay attention, a week will pass. If you don’t pay attention, the mid-term will come.

During this period of time, it was Jiang Chen and the others who seemed very abnormal, and even Lao Hua was quite surprised, so why did the three noisy students start to study hard?
But that's a good thing.

Apart from studying hard every day, Jiang Chen had to complete various plans and requirements put forward by the little teacher beside him, and he also had to train under Lan Feng's supervision after school.

Every evening, Jiang Chen always dragged his tired body back home, walked into the bathroom dripping with sweat, and took a hot bath.

After finishing the work, he was in another state, refreshed, making Jiang Chen feel whether his body had been cleansed.

But there was one thing that Jiang Chen felt particularly uncomfortable with, that was, every morning that little girl An Yimo would come to his yard to wake him up.

It's north, can't you let him sleep a little longer?
But, whether you like it or not, time will always push people forward, no matter the blue sky and white clouds in front of you, or the dark abyss.

The first day after the midterm exam,
Jiang Chen nervously flipped through the report card that had just been handed out, while Cheng Kexing and Wu Gui looked at it holding their breath.

On the first page, as expected, An Yimo's girl is the number one in the class, and according to gossip, she is also the number one in her grade. This is probably true. I don't know what Yang Hua in Hongyi's class is thinking now .

However, the most important thing now is not Yang Hua's thoughts, but Jiang Chen and the others.

Now, I have never been nervous before, and this is the first time I am nervous about facing the report card in more than two years, and I used to be indifferent.

He Ziyue is the third in the class, and Li Shiwu actually took the second place in the class. It's really surprising that he actually defeated He Ziyue, a beautiful school bully.

On the first page, as expected, there were no names of Jiang Chen and the other three, and then on the second page, Jiang Chen saw his own name. He was 30th in the class, which was more than ten points above the cutoff.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen was shocked and joyful. On the next page, he saw the names of Cheng Kexing and the tortoise. Cheng Kexing also entered a line, but he was two places behind him, and the next two were tortoises.

"Damn it, both of you are actually taller than me. You must have been stealing behind my back during this time."

The tortoise pretended to be angry, but he was quite satisfied in his heart.

Speaking of which, the three of Jiang Chen were quite satisfied, after all, they were at the bottom of the class in the previous monthly exam, and this time they can all touch a line.

Not bad, Jiang Chen thought to himself, after all, no one can become fat with one bite. Although he doesn't want to become fat, does this have anything to do with fat?

On the other side, after seeing his grades, Cheng Ke quickly took out a piece of paper and started to calculate.

After a while, he burst into a foul language.

"Fuck, our team lost."

Obviously, he just calculated the average score of the first group and the second group.

This time, the difference between Jiang Chen and Cheng Kexing was only a few points, but An Yimo's little girl pulled He Ziyue quite a bit, and the scores of the other deputy team leaders were also similar, so in the end, the first group won. .

In the evening, Cheng Xing handed over a pack of big white rabbit toffee to Jiang Chen with a face full of reluctance, and then Jiang Chen took it with a smile on his face, and handed it to An Yimo with a gift of flowers.

An Yimo's little girl was also not polite, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing two dimples, and she carefully put it in the drawer.

Cheng Xing expressed grief and indignation, and said to Jiang Chen, with some doubts in his tone.

"Jiang Chen, what are you doing, you don't have to be so proud of winning our team, you still dress so handsomely, what are you doing?"

"You'll find out later."

Jiang Chen said mysteriously, and then straightened his black suit.

"Is it so mysterious?"

Cheng Kexing was puzzled.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xiaolizi walked to the podium on time and raised her arms.

"Students, let's go to the playground outside. The school is going to hold a mid-term summary meeting."

After a while, a familiar melody sounded from the school radio station.

"March of Athletes"

Let's go!

On the playground, the crowd was raging.

In the beginning, everything was a familiar process, familiar characters, and the familiar speech template of the teaching director, Lao Lu, analyzed the gold content of this midterm exam.

Not long after, a teacher cleared his throat and said slowly.

"Next, I will invite An Yimo from class three to give an excellent student speech. An Yimo is the number one student in this midterm exam."

As soon as the words fell, the students below erupted into incomparable exclamations.

"Fuck, it's not Yang Hua!"

"It's not Yang Hua!"

"Could it be that the student god of our school is going to be replaced?"

"An Yimo!"

"An Yimo! Huh!"

This voice was called by Jiang Chen, and then the two bastards Cheng Kexing and Wu Gui also joined in the fun.

"Quiet, quiet, what's going on with the three boys in the back row of Class [-]? What's wrong with shouting?"

The teacher on the podium said seriously.

Therefore, the three of Jiang Chen stopped cheering.

Then, amidst the din of people, a beautiful figure slowly walked up to the podium, it was An Yimo, she was wearing a light blue coat and black trousers, she was clean, fresh, pure and beautiful.

"Wow!"

"so beautiful!"

"School belle!"

Suddenly, another burst of cheers erupted from below.

"Don't fucking argue here, An Yimo is my daughter-in-law."

This sentence is said by the turtle.

"Yes, An Yimo is my granddaughter-in-law."

This sentence was said by Cheng Ke.

Nima, two bastards!
Jiang Chen greeted the families of the two of them cordially in his heart, and then looked at the night sky, under which all the youthful brilliance, his head became hot, and then he also stood up and shouted.

"Fuck me, calm down, An Yimo is my girlfriend!"

"Quiet, what's going on? Are those three boys from Class Three? What are you shouting about?"

So, Jiang Chen and the others lowered their heads again.

After a while, a pleasant and slightly cold voice sounded.

"Hi everyone, I'm An Yimo from class three, and I'd like to share my learning experience with you."

Not long after, An Yimo finished his speech.

Turtle and Cheng Kexing were the first to stand up and applaud.

"Okay, well said!"

On the other side, Jiang Chen straightened his clothes.

Heck, it's time to play.

Sure enough, when An Yimo stepped off the podium,
The teacher on the podium began to speak again.

"Next, Jiang Chen from class three will be invited to give a speech on stage. He has made great progress in this exam. He has improved from a grade of 5 to a grade of more than 1000, and he has improved by more than [-] in total."

"Damn it, Jiang Chen, he didn't even tell Dad."

"Nimma, Jiang Chen."

After experiencing the mixed doubles between Cheng Kexing and the tortoise, Jiang Chen finally walked to the podium under the watchful eyes.

On the way, Jiang Chen met An Yimo who was returning, took advantage of her not paying attention, took her hand and squeezed it lightly, causing Xiao Nizi to stare at him with a blushing face.

Jiang Chen laughed, ignoring An Yimo's eyes that wanted to kill him, walked up to the podium, sat in front of the microphone, put the prepared speech on the table, and then cleared his throat into the microphone.

"Hey, hello, cough cough, I'm Jiang Chen from Class [-], Grade [-], good evening everyone, the moon and stars are rare tonight, ah no, it's full of stars."

Hearing this, Lao Lu who was not far from the podium frowned slightly.

The blue veins on Lao Hua's forehead standing behind everyone in the third class twitched, this kid Jiang Chen wanted to be scolded again, right?

"Today I can achieve such a result, I would like to thank many people, thank my parents for nurturing me, thank my teacher for cultivating me, thank the longan tree in front of my yard, thank the big yellow dog in my neighbor's house , didn't kill me when I was young, and finally, I want to thank one person, that is my classmate An Yimo."

Jiang Chen's voice just fell.

There was a grand booing sound from below.

"Don't applaud just yet."

Jiang Chen said.

"Thank you for urging me to recite words every day, and patiently teaching me how to do the questions. I want to say, if you meet An Yimo from Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School, marry her."

After finishing speaking, there was another exclamation below.

Amidst the loud booing, An Yimo lowered his head, covered his face, blushing, and drew countless circles in his heart to curse that bastard on the podium.

"Student Jiang Chen, it's all right, your speech is over."

At this time, a teacher walked up to Jiang Chen's side, and grabbed the microphone from Jiang Chen's hand.

"But, teacher, I'm only halfway through, and I still have more."

"No, you've finished."

The teacher said, and then he said to the students below.

"Alright, thank you Jiang Chen for your wonderful speech, let us invite the next classmate."

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