It's great that I can be reborn

"Understood." The students below replied in unison.

"Are you confident to win the first prize?" Lei Xiaojun continued to ask.

"Yes." Zhang Fan replied at the top of his voice.

Because there were not many people participating in the national mathematics competition, there were only six students here, so Zhang Fan's voice alone overwhelmed the others, and attracted the attention of others.

It's just that their eyes are not admiration, but disdain.

"What's the use of showing yourself? He's not a judge teacher."

Zhang Fan didn't care what they thought of him, he just wanted to roar out like a rainbow.

===

On the train, Jiang Lanqing asked Zhang Fan in a low voice, "Why are you so active all of a sudden?"

Zhang Fan pinched her fingers and replied, "I want to win the first prize in the country, so I cheer myself up in advance."

"Do you really want me to look up to you?" Jiang Lanqing tilted her head slightly to look at Zhang Fan, and asked softly.

At the same time, there was a little devil's smile on the corner of her mouth, and she raised her chin to stare into his eyes.

Jiang Lanqing's action was extremely warm, and instantly aroused Zhang Fan's desire to conquer her.

He glanced around and found that no one had noticed them, so he immediately turned around and leaned on Jiang Lanqing, whispering in her ear, "Of course I really want to, because it's a big deal both psychologically and visually. It's a wonderful treat."

Jiang Lanqing put his hands on Zhang Fan's shoulders and pushed his body back a distance.

The warm breath exhaled from Zhang Fan's nose got into her ears, itching, and this perverted pervert bit her earlobe again.

But at this time, she didn't have the mind to wipe off the saliva left on it, but while looking for herself in Zhang Fan's bright eyes, she asked softly, "Then I'll keep looking at you like this from now on, okay?"

She is now looking up at Zhang Fan with a very serious expression.

Being looked up at by a beloved woman and uttering the words just now, any big man's vanity will be greatly satisfied, and Zhang Fan is no exception.

Is it just that he should nod in agreement?

Of course not, he wasn't some boring guy with an inexplicable sense of self-esteem.

Zhang Fan grabbed Jiang Lanqing's cheeks with both hands, and whispered in her ear: "I don't need you like this, no matter how good you are outside, as long as you come home, you'll lie under me obediently."

"Can't you just add something to the snake and let me touch it?" Jiang Lan gave Zhang Fan an innocent look, and said angrily.

"No, because I like to see your charming appearance." Zhang Fan shook his head and refused.

The sun shone through the glass on Jiang Lanqing's face, reflecting a blush.

The two wanted to say something, but they shut up in time when they saw someone coming, and at the same time looked sideways at the scenery outside the window.

Lei Xiaojun went to sit on the seat across the aisle where they were seated. After adjusting the angle of the back of the chair, he lay down comfortably on it and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

"Mr. Lei, your head is glowing." Zhang Fan reminded kindly.

There were so many vacant seats on this train, so he ran here to sit up, and it seemed that he purposely came here to act as a light bulb.

"I know, I just want to make it more dazzling, so that you two won't be able to find me if you disappear without saying a word." Lei Xiaojun replied with his eyes closed.

"Teacher Lei, I was wrong." Zhang Fan immediately stood up and admitted his mistake at attention.

Jiang Lanqing also stood up from his seat and said, "Mr. Lei, let's go back now."

Lei Xiaojun opened his eyes, looked at the two students who had missed him, and shook his head.

"Forget it, there are few people here and it is suitable for rest."

Then he closed his eyes again.

"Then you have a good rest, let's go back first." After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he took Jiang Lanqing's hand and prepared to leave.

However, Lei Xiaojun couldn't do what they wanted. He took out two A4 papers from the sleeve of his left hand and said, "You two can leave after completing the few questions above."

Because Lei Xiaojun said this with his eyes closed, neither Zhang Fan nor Jiang Lanqing could guess his real thoughts through his eyes, so he gave up the idea of ​​begging for mercy.

With a deflated mouth, he had no choice but to agree. "OK."

Only then did Lei Xiaojun open his eyes, seeing the reluctance of the two of them, he couldn't help laughing.

"Others try their best to please me carefully, but I don't give it to them. You two are in the blessing and don't know the blessing."

"Qing'er, have you noticed that Mr. Lei seems to be a highly respected senior in martial arts?" Zhang Fan exclaimed as he took the two A4 papers.

"Brother Fan, I feel the same way, but it's a pity that I don't know how to be a beggar." Jiang Lanqing nodded thoughtfully from the side, and answered with two small fists raised.

Lei Xiaojun watched the two of them change their ways to hurt him, and said coldly: "If you two say something again, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist changing from Hong Qigong to Ouyang Feng."

The entire carriage was suddenly silent, and even the sound of the wheels rolling on the iron gauges could be clearly heard.

"By the way, tell me why you two didn't sit according to the seat number before?" After a while, Lei Xiaojun suddenly opened his eyes and looked sideways at Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing and asked.

It's just that no one answered his words.

Lei Xiaojun sighed, and continued: "I often hear Teacher Ju mentioning you two, and every time she mentions you, she can't help showing a smug look on her face, which shows that she really appreciates and likes you. "

"Teacher Lei, are you jealous?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.

"I'm jealous of a hammer." Lei Xiaojun rolled his eyes, not wanting to admit that he was really jealous.

He has competed with Ju Minghong for more than 20 years, and it was the first time he saw her treat two students so seriously.

It's not that she wasn't responsible before, but she has never done extra things like she is now.

Ju Minghong sacrificed his time at noon every day to give Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing a small treat, and he also saw it.

Under normal circumstances, a teacher does not do this.

He would rather choose to collect money to make up lessons at his own home than to be particularly nice to certain students in school.

Suffering from widowhood but not inequality.

Everyone can make sense of collecting money, but not charging will make teachers feel resentful from their students.

As an old teacher, Ju Minghong definitely knew about this problem, but she still did it.

"Is it to fulfill your own dream?"

Lei Xiaojun sighed again.

Seeing the melancholy on his face, Zhang Fan asked curiously, "Mr. Lei, do you like..."

It's just that Jiang Lanqing covered his mouth in the middle of his words. The latter looked into his eyes and shook her head. Her eyes seemed to say: "You can die if you want, don't hit me!"

Seeing this scene, Lei Xiaojun couldn't help laughing again.

Standing up from his seat again, he knocked Zhang Fan on the head, and said angrily, "It's a good thing your girlfriend is smarter than you, otherwise..."

Lei Xiaojun sneered twice "hehe", which made Zhang Fan's goose bumps all over his body.

"It turns out that this guy is really Ouyang Feng."

"Leave it to me after getting off the car." Lei Xiaojun's voice faded away with his back.

Back in the original carriage, he looked at the other four students, recalled the scene when he got on the train, and shook his head slightly.

"I finally met Guo Jing and Huang Rong, but they were snatched away by Miejue Shitai."

Lei Xiaojun and Ju Minghong used to be at the same table in junior high school. At that time, he even gave her the nickname "Master Miejue", which was used to describe her strong temper, unreasonable and unforgiving.

"Teacher Lei, have you found them?" Yue Peng asked after Lei Xiaojun sat beside him.

Because he used to be Lei Xiaojun's student, he naturally had to be acquainted with him.

"En." Lei Xiaojun nodded, and began to close his eyes again.

It is said that teachers are full of peaches and plums. After teaching for so many years, he really has not received a good apprentice.

Chapter 089 A Blockbuster

A total of 40 students from Shu Province participated in the National Mathematics Contest for Middle School Students, of which only 8 were girls. The ratio of 3 to 1 male to female makes girls very precious.

But Jiang Lanqing, who was beautiful and had an outstanding temperament, attracted the attention of all the boys without any surprise.

Fortunately, she and Zhang Fan were wearing couple outfits and behaved intimately. No one could resist their inner impulse to strike up a conversation with her, but they still couldn't avoid being punched.

Zhang Fan turned his head in the direction of Jiang Lanqing, pointed to a tall boy with eyes on the far right and whispered: "Daughter-in-law, can you kiss my face again, so that these animals from other schools will give up."

"Get lost." Jiang Lanqing immediately refused, not giving Zhang Fan any face.

Zhang Fan wanted to beg at first, but when he heard the coughing sound from behind, he immediately closed his mouth.

Lei Xiaojun glared at Zhang Fan. "Stand upright and listen to the leader's speech, don't whisper."

"Oh!" Zhang Fan nodded, and shifted his gaze to the official in the front of the crowd, who was full of affluence.

For a mobilization meeting with dozens of people, he had been reading from the manuscript in his hand for more than half an hour.

Officials seem to like to hold meetings, and every time they hold a meeting, they will definitely make a summary. Zhang Fan really can't figure out why they like to waste time meaninglessly.

Wouldn't it be good to eat first?

Even though he ate some snacks on the train, his stomach is still growling.

The same is true for the others, most of whom have a listless look and applause.

Perhaps the applause was too sparse, but the official finally began to talk about the future, wishing everyone a satisfactory result.

This time the applause was much warmer, and Zhang Fan also started to applaud, anyone would listen to good words.

After him, another thin middle-aged man wearing glasses came to the front of the queue, and there was a burst of sighs from the crowd.

Hearing these sighs, the middle-aged man in glasses smiled and said, "I know you are hungry, so I will just say a few words."

There was warm applause, and then he emphasized the ten minutes of exam precautions and the consequences of breaking the exam discipline, and finally wished every candidate loudly that they would get their ideal grades in the exam.

Zhang Fan clapped his hands weakly, and glanced at the others who were similar to him.

If you hear too many good things, your ears will get calloused, which makes you lose your energy.

Lei Xiaojun raised his right hand high, and shouted loudly: "Follow me from Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School."

"Mr. Lei, shall we go out to eat?" Zhang Fan asked expectantly.

Then he got a supercilious look from Lei Xiaojun. "It's not dark yet, why did you start dreaming?"

"I'll just ask casually." Zhang Fan smiled shyly.

Facts proved that he really thought too much, they ate in the cafeteria at noon.

Chinese people seem to like to talk about things while eating, and Lei Xiaojun is no exception.

While picking up the dishes, he said to the students at this table: "I will give each of you a piece of A4 paper later, and you answer the questions on it alone, and then give it to me."

"Okay." The others replied at the same time.

===

The questions that Lei Xiaojun gave the students were the type of questions that he personally felt would be most likely to be tested this time. After getting the questions, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing walked to a lower left corner of the classroom, took out pens and draft notebooks from their schoolbags, and began to answer the questions.

Unlike the usual times when the two would glance at each other's answering process, this time they were doing it by themselves.

There are not many questions, there are only six questions in total, and by the time Zhang Fan finished all of them, the afterglow of the setting sun had already shone on Jiang Lanqing's body, and she was biting the cap of her pen, her brows tightened.

This was the first time Zhang Fan saw Jiang Lanqing thinking so seriously, he couldn't help but take another look at the A4 paper on his desk.

"Is it so difficult?"

"Finished?" Lei Xiaojun walked up to Zhang Fan, tapped his desk regularly with his fingers, bent down and asked in a low voice.

"En." Zhang Fan nodded.

So Lei Xiaojun picked up Zhang Fan's draft book and looked at it, and returned it to Zhang Fan after more than ten minutes, and asked at the same time, "Are you learning advanced mathematics by yourself?"

"Take a look occasionally." Zhang Fan nodded.

"No wonder." Lei Xiaojun suddenly had a smile on his face, and he still remembered this scene.

He took another look at Zhang Fan's draft, shook his head and sighed. "I shouldn't have agreed to Teacher Ju at the beginning."

Zhang Fan didn't answer Lei Xiaojun's words, no matter what he said at this time, it was inappropriate, choosing silence is golden.

This time, there were only two people, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing, who completed the six questions within the specified time.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lei Xiaojun looked at the other four students who were still scratching their heads and ears, and knocked on the desk next to him with his knuckles half hard, making a crisp crashing sound.