The two souls wear the same person + side story

But for example, if I want to share my cake with her after class, she will bury her head in the questions and pretend not to hear.

I could see her swallowing, so I secretly put it on her desk, pretending that I didn't put it, so that she would eat a little.

The head teacher always talked to me, saying that my review during this period was not ideal. Every mock test was good and bad, and it was not stable at all.

In fact, it is stable. I have always been stable at the bottom of the class, and with the help of my deskmate and Shang Yi, I slowly improved a little bit.

If Xu Wanqing took the test for me, my Chinese scores were relatively high, but my math, science and English were just as poor as mine. Shang Yi took the test for me and developed in an all-round way. I can take the No.1 test.

I took out the calendar in advance to see that on the day of the junior high school exam, I was on duty. Sure enough, at a critical juncture in life, I had to tide over the difficulties by myself.

Shang Yi squeezed out a line in his notebook and said to me: "Relax your mind, it's okay if you don't do well in the exam, I can transfer you to another school."

Tsk, this seems to give me a reason not to study, since Shang Yi is rich.

Perhaps because of Shang Yi's tolerance, I felt that I should not disappoint her expectations, and showed the consciousness of showing the report card to the parents early, to try what I could do in the exam.

Maybe because I don't have any parents anymore, so I feel that Shang Yi is my lost and found relative, a little cautious and hopeless.

Looking forward to looking forward to, the footsteps of spring... Ah no, the footsteps of the exam are approaching.

The examination room is in another school, and the junior high school examination is the county-wide general examination. My examination room is in No. [-] Middle School, and Li Zhaodi is also taking the exam in No. [-] Middle School.

Being able to enter No. [-] Middle School is the highest pursuit of elementary school students in our county, which is equivalent to Tsinghua University and Peking University in middle schools.

No. [-] Middle School is a building, which is different from our elementary school. The windows are bright and clean, and there is a big flower bed.But I have already seen the world, I have seen Shang Yi's hotel and her room in the office building, so I am not like my deskmate, I look down at every step, like a pilgrimage.

She stroked the stainless steel railing, took a second look at the marble school name of No. [-] Middle School, and carefully touched the hydrangeas planted in the flower bed, showing a look of yearning.

What is there to yearn for? According to her good grades, taking the No. 1 middle school entrance examination is as easy as finding something out of a bag. After all, my deskmate is No. [-] in the county!

But I am different, I may be assigned to the fifth middle school in a regular manner, a place where gangsters, a place where left-behind children grow up, a place where fighting and playing poker every day does not learn well.

The whole day of Xiaoshengchu's life, the gate of No. [-] Middle School was crowded with parents who came to pick up their children.

Like me, Li Zhaodi had no parents to pick her up. I followed her out of the school gate, intending to talk about our affairs after graduation.

"Li Zhaodi! How did you do in the exam!"

She raised her chin and showed an expression of "how could I not do well in the exam?" I was relieved, and took out the butterfly hairpin I just bought and handed it to her. I think she would like it.

"No."

She turned and walked away without giving me a chance to continue talking.

Anyway, as I said, this is not my story, and it doesn't make much sense if I talk too much about my short story with Li Zhaodi's parents.

I'm not as nasty as Xu Wanqing, who yells at each other, and I'm not as decisive as Shang Yi, who doesn't hesitate to make decisions.

I also think that Li Zhaodi is very good, we can still be good friends, and I also feel that people ignore me anyway, why should I put a hot face on my cold ass.

What's more, she doesn't even give me a cold ass.

After struggling for a while, the grades were released. There may be something wrong with our elementary school. The grades were written on big yellow paper and pasted outside the fence.

Li Zhaodi ranked first as always, with a full score in all subjects except for one point deducted for English, good guy, full marks for Chinese and composition.

I looked for myself at the bottom of the imperial list, and calculated the total score. I got more than 220 points in the four subjects, which was a bit better than usual, and it was considered an extraordinary performance.

The principal saw me and said, "You didn't pass the exam!"

As soon as I see the principal, I think of his white ass. I didn't look at it on purpose. He fucked the female teacher in the office by himself. When I passed by, I saw his ass was unimaginably white.

In my eyes, he was almost like a butt, so I didn't answer, it seemed that I was in a bad mood because of my grades.

"Okay, the registration will start next week, you and your uncle have agreed in advance, don't delay."

The principal left, I breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to convey the news to Li Zhaodi.

Li Zhaodi's younger brother received me with a solemn face, and even gave me a piece of the candy he had hidden.

"What about your sister?"

"Where is Erxi Barbershop?"

If I hadn't left the barber shop under Shang Yi's express order, maybe I could still wash Li Zhaodi's hair and rub her head full of knowledge.

But who knows, as soon as I entered the door, Li Zhaodi slowly raised her head: "Come, sit, let me wash your hair."

Is there something wrong?

There are rules for soliciting customers in barbershops. When you enter the door, wash your hair first if you don’t have a haircut. After you look radiant, it’s time to change your look. I know this rule well, and I didn’t make things difficult for Li Zhaodi. The jī claw-like fingers.