Obviously, He Has a Crush on Me

She and Rao Can's seats were separated by an aisle. Rao Can stretched his head over to look at it and laughed: "Yo, that's fine! Mathematics has 114 points, and elementary school has 198 points. It's amazing. what!"

Jiang Nuan squinted her eyes happily, and folded the paper and put it in her schoolbag. She had to take it back and show it to her father! But it was agreed that if she could pass the test, she would sign the application form for the Junior Fencing League.

"What's there to be proud of. For such a basic test, with 120 points in mathematics and 200 points in comprehensive science, you won't be able to get into the top three exam rooms."

Their monitor Lin Mixia walked over from Jiang Nuan's side. After adjusting the seat, she became Lu Ran's tablemate and sat behind Jiang Nuan.

Jiang Nuan didn't look at Rao Can very clearly. In fact, whether she did well in the exam didn't matter to Lin Mixia at all, and she could not pose any threat to Lin Mixia's position in the first exam room.

Rao Can smiled and said, "I haven't heard an old saying - jealousy separates the walls. Leave her alone."

Jiang Nuan vaguely understood what Rao Can meant.

Lin Mixia has always had a crush on Lu Ran, but Lu Ran has always been lukewarm to the girls in the class, but Jiang Nuan was able to rely on her stalking skills and living in the same unit as her father. Coach Lu Ran's favorable conditions made Lu Ran "answer any questions" for her last semester.

I originally thought that this time it was rumored that Jiang Nuan had burned out his brain, and finally she was no longer around Lu Ran. How could he think that Jiang Nuan was actually full of blood and resurrected! Moreover, it has grown a little taller, and the seats have been changed to the front of Lu Ran. If it is to rest on Jiang Nuan, Jiang Nuan is probably more angry than Lin Mixia.

The female students with good grades and being used by their teachers are somewhat proud, not to mention that Lin Mixia is quite good-looking in their class, and many boys like them silently, so their self-esteem is also strong.

Rao Can's words "jealousy makes the walls separate" hit Lin Mixia. With a cold face, she pushed the table hard, just hitting the back of Jiang Nuan's chair.

"Ouch!" Jiang Nuan looked back at Lin Mixia, who lowered her head and read the book without speaking.

"Then you shouldn't go to the liberal arts class now, right?" Rao Can asked with a smile.

"Hey, who knows... Maybe my math class is an advantage in the liberal arts class? Teacher Cai is looking forward to inviting me." Jiang Nuan took his math paper and kissed it fiercely.

"Tsk tsk tsk... The little tail is up!" Rao Can shook his head amusingly.

I only heard a "click" from behind, Jiang Nuan almost broke his paper, but when he turned around, it was Lu Ran who broke the pen.

Oops, the hands are so strong...

During the math class, Jiang Nuan, who was full of cleanliness, followed the teacher like a sunflower, and she didn't bow her head like other classmates when she came to the stage to answer the question.

"This question is a bit complicated, Lu Ran, come up and answer it for everyone."

A few seconds passed, but Jiang Nuan didn't hear Lu Ran getting up, she looked over with her classmates.

Lin Mixia pushed Lu Ran with his arm, and then he raised his head, then got up, and went to the podium.

He da da da quickly wrote a few lines, and then walked back, Jiang Nuan almost didn't spray rice when he saw it.

The first step is to apply the formula, and then there is no deduction process, so it jumps directly to the result.

Although it may be like this in Lu Ran's mind, but you can't write like this when answering questions, and the steps are gone.

The math teacher coughed, said a couple of roundabouts, and then wrote all the steps.

Lu Ran was absent-minded, even a brainless person like Jiang Nuan could see it. But so what? The troubles of studying gods are not something that mortals like her can understand.

When recess came, everyone lined up to do radio gymnastics on the playground.

Jiang Nuan was right behind Rao Can, and they started to move their bodies according to the rhythm.

In the past, Jiang Nuan was not sure whether radio gymnastics could really achieve the effect of physical exercise, but today she feels that as long as the exercise is in place, it is still possible.

For example, the physical education teacher who looked at them in front of them said seriously: "The movements are in place, and the legs are pressed down on me!"

Jiang Nuan lunged forward, expanding his chest, suddenly heard a hissing sound, and immediately felt a bad feeling, the cold wind blew in, and it seemed a little empty.

"Xiao Nuan...Xiao Nuan..."

Rao Can stood behind Jiang Nuan and reminded in a low voice.

Jiang Nuan probably understood... his trousers were killed in battle, and the death was disgraceful.

Lin Mixia in front turned to look at her. Jiang Nuan continued to exercise as if nothing had happened. If she covered her pants and left at this time, many people would look at her.

After the morning exercise, Jiang Nuan took off his school uniform jacket, wrapped it around his waist, blocked the back, and went upstairs with Rao Can.

You still have to wear school uniforms in class, otherwise it will be a bit cold.

The English teacher began to explain the English mock paper. Her habit is to ask everyone to get up and report the answer and explain the reason in the order of the group.

Jiang Nuan was embarrassed. If she stood up, there was no doubt that the classmates behind her would have seen her trousers torn at a glance.

She could only take off her school uniform jacket and wrap it around her waist again.

She counted up to her own question, and when she stood up, Lin Mixia, who happened to be behind, pushed the table, pushed forward against Jiang Nuan's chair, bumped Jiang Nuan's calf, and Jiang Nuan sat down. When he got down and stood up again, the school uniform jacket that was surrounding him fell off, and all the people behind him saw it all at once.

A burst of laughter came, and Jiang Nuan immediately pulled up his jacket to cover himself.

She heard a boy behind her tease and say, "Oh, I didn't expect Jiang Nuan to look like a boy, but the long pants are actually pink!"

The others also laughed softly.

Although Jiang Nuan felt ashamed, it was long pants, not underpants, it was no big deal if he wanted to wear them, so Jiang Nuan answered the question calmly.

"I picked A, otherwise."

"Well, yes, sit down."

When Jiang Nuan sat down, she realized that someone behind her was blocking her with a book. When she turned around, she saw Lu Ran was taking back the English paper, and Lin Mixia's face was "beautiful".

When the teacher walked over, Rao Can turned his head, raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Lin Mixia, did you push the table to hit Jiang Nuan's chair on purpose?"

"Who would hit her on purpose?" Lin Mixia said lightly, lowered her head and continued to read the English practice sheet.

Jiang Nuan shook his head towards Rao Can. Anyway, it would be boring to think about it any more, and it wasn't a big deal.

Going home from school was a relief for Jiang Nuan. When she returned to the unit, she saw Lu Ran locking her bicycle.

The two waited for the elevator together, and Jiang Nuan hit Lu Ran with his knee, "You didn't concentrate on class all day today, right? What are you thinking?"

Lu Ran didn't answer her. After the elevator opened, he walked in with his long legs.

Jiang Nuan was used to his indifference and looked at the floor indifferently.

Just when she was about to step out, she was suddenly pulled back.

"Oops!" The school uniform around her fell off, she stared at Lu Ran, not knowing what this guy wanted to do.

Lu Ran lowered her head, picked up her school uniform, and wrapped it around her waist.

He was silent, holding the sleeve of her school uniform in his hand, "Do you really want to go to the liberal arts class?"

Jiang Nuan's eyes lit up, and she suddenly became happy: "I said, you are traveling to Kyushu today, it is not because I said I want to go to the liberal arts class..."

Lu Ran suddenly pulled the school uniform sleeve forward with force, and Jiang Nuan almost hit Lu Ran's chin.

"Where exactly do you want to go?"

His eyes lifted up, unlike before, his eyes seemed to touch her nerves lightly, wanting to hold her tight, but he could only bear it for fear of breaking her.

"I... I... don't seem to like liberal arts that much..."

Obviously he hasn't made up his mind yet, but in Lu Ran's eyes, Jiang Nuan said nothing.

"If you really like liberal arts, then go. I just don't want you to be rambunctious." Lu Ran's voice softened, as if to comfort her.

"Then I'm going to... really go to the liberal arts class, will you still call me math?"

The elevator had been parked on the floor of Lu Ran's house for a long time. He opened the elevator door and said, "In that case, I can only teach you mathematics."

When he left, Jiang Nuan beat his chest hard: "Ah, my mother, I thought he was biting me!"

When he got home, Jiang Nuan hugged his mother and rubbed it desperately: "Mom - my school uniform pants are open! I'm ashamed to die!"

"Ouch, fortunately I'm wearing long pants inside!"

"How about you find me a tailor and order two new ones!"

"Where can you find that material for your school uniform in a tailor shop! I'll sew it up for you at night!"

"It can be seen!"

"Don't worry, you can't tell if it's on the outside or not!"

"It's too short!"

"Oh, don't worry, Mom will handle it for you." Luo Chen pushed his daughter into the room, "Your father brought you a comprehensive set of papers for liberal arts, go and have a look."

"Ah? Don't you all want me to study liberal arts?"

"It's not like that. Your father called Jian Ming that day, and Jian Ming meant to say that there are still many good majors in liberal arts, such as journalism and communication. If you like sports, wouldn't it be interesting to write a sports column in the future? And the college entrance examination It’s like fighting a war, you must use what you are good at to compete with others. Since you can’t compete with others in science, you can try it in liberal arts.”

"I can't see how useful it is to speak concisely!"

"After all, Jianming is in the imperial capital and is a college student, so his knowledge and ideas may be higher than those of us. But Jianming also said, don't go to the liberal arts class to avoid competition. The pressure of the liberal arts class is just as great. You see a lot of girls entering the liberal arts class, that's because they are better in history, geography and politics than physics, chemistry and biology. You have to correctly evaluate yourself, whether your comprehensive level of liberal arts in the liberal arts class is higher than yours in the science class What about the little general in here?"