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In the next day's class meeting, Liu Haizhou rarely held half of the class meeting to criticize some of the class committee members who led the unhealthy atmosphere.The first one is Lu Tian, ​​the sports committee member who has always been doing nothing. The 1.8-meter tall man stands and listens to the 1.6-meter-long chunky stump in front of him, spitting.

Secondly, criticize Fu Chengfeng, the academic committee member who caused and condoned the bad atmosphere.Fu Chengfeng studies well, and he is introverted. Almost no teacher will talk too much about him. Just like the first class this morning is math class. Jiang Xing was late. Liu Haizhou's reprimand was already on his lips. Then came Fu Chengfeng, who was also late, and immediately disappeared.Don't look at Jiang Xing as a related family, but his father has already let go, strict, must be strict!

"You will resolutely not allow your homework to be handed over to others in the future, and other people should be more conscious. Of course, except for your class cadres, there are many people who copy homework. If someone writes a [-]-word self-criticism, if this happens again in the future, you must not only restrain yourself, but also stop it at the right time!"

Jiang Xing exploded as soon as he heard it. Fu Chengfeng is so busy every day, and he still writes a [-]-word review? !He immediately raised his hand and raised it above Liu Haizhou's head, Liu Haizhou nodded, "Say it."

"Ms. Liu, I think copying homework is also useful. For example, you can understand the solution and knowledge points of this question in advance, and then when you listen to the teacher, you will not feel too strenuous, and the students' answers are different from the standard answers. You can also see more ideas and broaden your thinking.” In an instant, more than fifty pairs of eyes in the class looked over at the same time, not because of Jiang Xing’s bravery, but because no one in their class except him was listening to lectures. Can't understand.

Liu Haizhou glanced at him meaningfully, "So you also copied your homework?"

Jiang Xing choked, "I didn't copy homework, I just asked for advice. Fu Chengfeng also helped us out of kindness. He would inspire us. He was sharing his wisdom and knowledge. I don't think he should write a review. "Sounding and forceful, Qi Yu opened his eyes grandly and spoke nonsense, no one except him dared to ask Fu Chengfeng for advice, even the copied homework was passed down from Jiang Xing.

However, only Jiang Xingshi shared Fu Chengfeng's wisdom and knowledge in a down-to-earth manner.

Liu Haizhou laughed angrily at him, and turned back to the podium, "Jiang Xing didn't ask you to sit down, you stand first."

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"I believe I'm not the only one who emphasizes that you can't copy homework? Maybe you think that copying homework is not an exam, but the teacher forbids copying homework just to prevent cheating? When you copy homework, what you hand in is more standard than the standard answer Well, it seems that you all know how to learn so well, why don’t I need to talk about it?”

"Just for our mathematics, what is the purpose of the homework? One is to practice well and learn from the past, and the other is to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. Only when you hand in the most real situation can I know where you are not good enough. You say, Which of you was blamed by me for doing wrong questions?"

A living example Jiang Xing did not protest at the moment, he felt that what Liu Haizhou said was quite reasonable.

The second half of the class meeting still turned into a math class. After class, Jiang Xing was called out again by Liu Haizhou. First, he told him that even if he was a day student, he still had to come to the morning reading class, and he could not be late. Second, he implicitly hinted at Jiang Xing. , you can continue to ask Fu Chengfeng for advice in the future.

For a clumsy brain like Jiang Xing, no one can make him shine except for Fu Chengfeng, and Liu Haizhou also sighs himself.

When school was over, Fu Chengfeng was walking in silence, but when he was approaching the bus stop, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Are you going back with me today?"

Jiang Xing only thought that he disliked him, and quickly smiled shyly: "I promise I will never cause you trouble again."

Fu Chengfeng pursed his lips, and whispered a word, "Okay."

Jiang Xing was so happy that his eyebrows and eyes almost flew up. When he got home, Fu Chengfeng went to the kitchen first and asked Jiang Xing to do his homework early.Today is the evening self-study for elementary school subjects. There is not much homework, but it will be solved soon.

When Fu Chengfeng was massaging Fu Qigang's legs after dinner, Jiang Xing moved a small bench to the side and listened to Fu Chengfeng give himself a lecture.After all the work was done, the two of them sat at the table and stared at the book—Jiang Xing, the envoy of justice, failed to make his way out and was even sat down, and also had an extra review task.

He is not a skinny child, and no one wrote a self-criticism because of bad studies, not to mention that his previous school charged children with money, and it was even more impossible for the teacher to let them write a self-criticism.

Jiang Xing looked at Fu Chengfeng staring at the book, thinking that this guy made fewer mistakes than himself, at least he often gave verbal self-criticism to his father at home, but Fu Chengfeng might have no idea about self-criticism at all, so he insisted Scalp said: "Well, if you don't know how to put it here, I have experience, so I will write it for you."

After more than an hour, Jiang Xing scratched his ears and choked out three hundred words, while Fu Chengfeng closed the notebook, raised his eyelids and looked at him with a smile on his lips, "Haven't the experienced person finished writing?"

Jiang Xing grabbed his notebook with a sullen face, opened it, and found a [-]-character eloquence, which was even more exciting than the model essay. He put the notebook back angrily, and began to bite the pen. The last half hour of the language test is a torment, and I can only use "subtitles", "question notes" and famous aphorisms that can occupy one line and one character to fill in the number to meet the word count requirement of [-] characters.

Fu Chengfeng couldn't help reaching out to push the pen away from his mouth, "How old are you?"

"You write first, and I'll boil some water."

Fu Chengfeng went to the kitchen to boil water, came back from time to time, looked at Jiang Xing in pain, and suggested a few words, so Jiang Xing was able to scribble and write several lines. Baizi, now that he has figured out the way, he can add a little bit casually.

Fu Chengfeng sat by the bed and washed his feet. Jiang Xing put down his pen and packed his schoolbag. Looking back, his eyes were fixed on Fu Chengfeng's feet and he didn't move.

His face turned red quickly, and he hurried out to wash his face and brush his teeth.

After that, he stayed at Fu Chengfeng's house in such a shameless manner.He is naturally aware of Fu Chengfeng's own conditions. Jiang Xing must have worked hard for himself in such an environment. Although he never showed any discomfort, at night because the bed was too hard, he kept unconsciously looking for a comfortable sleeping position. As soon as he saw some minced meat after eating, there was a faint light in his eyes, and he had to get up very early to catch the earliest bus. Fu Chengfeng saw all this in his eyes.

So he told Jiang Xing not to come again, at this time Jiang Xing did everything he could, either shamelessly took off his trousers and left a pair of underwear on his bed and wrapped him in a quilt, or ran to Fu Qigang's room to flirt, Or go to the kitchen to chat with the aunt in the neighborhood and make the stove dirty, anyway, Fu Chengfeng will never give Fu Chengfeng the slightest chance of driving him away.

Fu Chengfeng seemed to be unable to find a way to let this clingy frog leave, so he had to give up. It was only when he thought about it after many years that he realized that he was also vaguely looking forward to Jiang Xing's stay. Bar.