A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

Zhuang Shen hung his finger on the red hang up button.

He didn't really want to pick it up, but before he moved his fingers, Xu Xuehai's painstaking instructions to him today appeared in his mind.

In Xu Xuehai's notebook, there is also a part of his description, and even a study plan for him.

He promised Teacher Xu to study hard under the guidance of Shen Wen.

Zhuang Shen paused, and pressed the green button to connect.

The black screen changed to another picture.

A cold, white and slender hand appeared on the screen, a black pen was loosely held in that hand, and a clean white paper was pressed under the wrist.

"Which question can't you? Show me." Shen Wen's voice was transmitted to his brain along the earphone cable, Zhuang Shen moved his eyes on the screen and took out the test paper.

The camera fell on the test paper on the table, and most of Zhuang Shen's math papers were displayed on the screen.

Shen Wen took a look and raised his eyebrows.

The above answers are all correct, and the answer to the question revealed below is also correct except for the simple steps.

Shen Wen thought for a while and asked, "You said it will be done soon, do you mean looking at the answer?"

Zhuang Shen: "..."

You are such a clever little devil.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Wen took it as an acquiescence.

From this point of view, it means that you have copied the answers, not to mention the multiple-choice questions, if you think differently, you can change the answers at will. The steps to answer the questions are the most streamlined, and you have no choice but to delete them.

At this point, Zhuang Shen chose to fill in the blanks and copied the answers, but he didn't know how to change the answers, so he copied the beginning and the end.

Shen Wen tightened his fingers holding the pen, and wrote a formula on the paper, his voice restrained a little lazily: "Let me tell you about the knowledge points of this question first..."

Zhuang Shen was forced to start listening to the lecture that one plus one equals two.

However, Shen Wen's voice was pleasant, and the lecture was very detailed, starting from the most basic, and then related to the topic.

And there was no nonsense, every sentence was very important, within a few minutes, Shen Wen's hand that was writing and drawing on the paper stopped.

He asked, "Got it?"

Zhuang Shen didn't pay much attention to the piece of paper just now, but now he saw that the handwriting on it was elegant and unrestrained, as pleasing to the eye as the hand.

Zhuang Shen: "Understood."

Shen Wen moved the paper up, and quickly wrote down a topic on the paper, which was transformed from the same formula.

"Then you solve this problem now, and I will watch you solve it."

Zhuang Shen took the pen next to him, pretending to stare at the question written by Shen Wen.

Mingming saw the answer at a glance, and still silently stared at the screen without moving.

Shen Wen asked a question: "You didn't even take out the draft paper when you wrote the test paper?"

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Scratch paper?

He doesn't need scratch paper at all for this kind of topic.

Zhuang Shen threw away his pen and found a notebook on the desk.

Seeing that he found the notebook halfway, Shen Wen tapped the penholder with his finger.

He thought that Zhuang Shen only copied the questions he didn't know, but now it seems that he should have copied the answers of the whole paper.

Quite in line with the personality of his deskmate, how come as soon as possible.

Shen Wen stared at the hand that was slowly writing the formula at the other end of the screen, his eyes were dark.

It seems that giving him tutoring at the same table is a long battle.

Sometime, throw his answer away.

According to Shen Wen's formula, Zhuang Shen spent nearly 10 minutes before writing down the answer to that question.

Congratulations, you are right.

Shen Wen praised, with a lazy voice: "You turn to the first page of the test paper, and I will start with the knowledge points of the first question and explain it to you from beginning to end."

Zhuang Shen: "...?"

He obviously did the right thing just now, why?

"Good morning, dear teachers and students! On this sunny autumn day, we gathered together to usher in the [-]th Xingchen International School Sports Meeting..."

The sports meeting came as scheduled in everyone's anticipation.

In the past two days, their grades have been relatively loose. They can choose not to wear school uniforms, but they can't dress up strangely. It is best to wear uniform class uniforms.

The clothing style customized by their class is the simplest white T, with the class name artistic pattern designed by the art students on the chest.

Shen Wen came very early today because he had to raise a placard.

Their card holders were dressed more formally and needed neat white shirts. Shen Wen was just taking the class card from the sports committee when he saw his deskmate walking towards their class unhurriedly.

The early morning sun shone loosely around Zhuang Shen, and the class uniform he was wearing was one size too big and hung loosely on his shoulders.

The golden light framed him, making him seem quite idle.

When Shen Wen was standing in front of the line, many girls around were looking this way, and as soon as Zhuang Shen came in, there were more people looking this way.

And with indescribable excitement.

Shen Wen put the class card on the wall and walked over: "Why did you suddenly hang up my video yesterday?"

Under the sun, Zhuang Shen's skin was so white that it felt translucent. Without the cover of the collar of his shirt, he could see his beautiful collarbone at a glance.

He didn't have any expression on his face, but he could see that he was a little irritable: "The phone is out of battery."

Shen Wen always asked him to give lectures these days, Zhuang Shen consciously increased the speed of doing the questions in front of him, but Shen Wen always felt that he was not reliable.

So I started to explain the knowledge points, and did random checks at any time.

Very careful.

Zhuang Shen was drowsy from his lecture yesterday, so he hung up the phone directly.

Then sleep until morning, very sleep aid.

Shen Wen almost guessed the answer from his expression of resistance to answering the question.

It seems that I am getting bored with the tutoring during this period.

He didn't go any further.

There is a class next to it, which is quite rich in going through the scene, and has a lot of feathers, preparing to create the effect of feathers flying halfway through.

A classmate came out to play with some feathers packed in a box, when a gust of wind blew over, a feather dangled and appeared in Shen Wen's sight.

Then it slowly descended and landed on top of Zhuang Shen's head.

Zhuang Shen didn't notice, raised his head against the feather, and looked coldly at the person blocking his way: "Is there anything else?"

The feather swayed with his movements, but it still did not fall off, standing firmly on top of his head.

That somewhat indifferent and indifferent face suddenly became... pretty cute.

Shen Wen twitched the corner of his mouth, suppressed a smile and admired it for a few moments before raising his hand.

He got closer, and a metallic voice came over: "It didn't move, there is something above the head."

The moment Zhuang Shen approached him, his body reflexively took a step back.

Shen Wen's hand didn't touch the right position, he simply moved along the top of his head and touched it forward, only then successfully took off the feather on top of his head.

He held the feather between his fingers, his eyes were dark, and he looked down at him: "Don't move, why are you disobedient?"

Next to her, a girl covered her mouth and whispered, "Ahhh! Me! Yes! Yes!!"

Shen Wen threw the feather away, and looked back at her consciously.

The girl has a strong desire to survive and pulls the arm of the friend next to her: "I will definitely get No.3 in the long jump later!"

Friend: "...Really."

Because of Shen Wen's placard, when their class passed by the podium, they were the ones who received the most cheers.

Especially wherever he went, the girls screamed crazily, and there were even various confessions to Shen Wen and Zhuang Shen mixed in.

Today there was Zhuang Shen's men's 3000-meter long-distance race. Zhuang Shen was about to go to the audience stage to rest first, and found that there were many people surrounded below.

When Zhuang Shen passed by, he happened to hear them saying: "Ge Ming suddenly has a stomachache, and he can't run 1000 meters."

"What about the other boys? Just pull one over here?"

"I've called, mainly because the boys who can run have signed up for other running events, afraid of bumping into each other..."

Zhuang Shen stopped and saw that the Sports Committee and Zhao Xiaoxia were anxiously holding their mobile phones, asking other boys who would like to do an extra race, when the radio was already urging them.

Zhuang Shen replied casually, "I'll run for him."

The sports committee looked up, saw him, and asked uncertainly, "Don't you have 3000 meters today? Isn't that bad?"

"It's okay," Zhuang Shen said indifferently, "give me his number, and I'll go."

The sports committee was a little hesitant, but Zhao Xiaoxia who was next to him asked, "Are you really good at it? Don't be brave."

Zhuang Shen nodded again. Zhao Xiaoxia was afraid that he would be impatient, so she contacted Ge Ming immediately, but Ge Ming turned pale and was a little unwilling: "I don't want him to run for me."

Zhao Xiaoxia frowned: "But you have a stomachache, so you can't run. The other boys either have sports or long-distance running. They are about to start. We haven't contacted anyone yet. If you don't let him run, who will you let?"

Ge Ming darkened his face and glanced at Zhuang Shen.

Zhuang Shen obviously ignored him, just as if he was helping, but he felt that there was some mockery in Zhuang Shen's eyes.

He didn't want this person to run away for him at all, but...

The radio began to urge again, and Ge Ming was unwilling to give Zhuang Shen his number.

When Jiang Huai and Shen Wen returned to the playground with a box of milk tea, they saw Zhuang Shen standing on the track.

"Didn't Brother Shen run the 3000-meter long-distance race? Why is the 1000-meter race also there?" Jiang Huai put down the box and asked the sports committee to find out why.

"I didn't expect Brother Shen to be willing to help Ge Ming run. It really has a sense of collective honor..." If he were to change him, he might not be willing to replace Ge Ming.

Gunshots rang out suddenly, and several boys rushed out in an instant.

Zhuang Shen ran in No.2 and followed No.1 boy leisurely.

Shen Wen walked slowly to the podium, staring at the whitest figure on the runway.

When many girls saw Zhuang Shen approaching, they shouted, "Cheer up, Zhuang Shen! Go!"

Someone from the side replied: "Don't you cheer for the boys in our class, cheer for the opponent's class?!"

"I couldn't hold back for a while... Who told him that his face was too shocking..."

"..."

On the last lap, Zhuang Shen started to accelerate.

He ran from No.3 to No.2!

No.1 is a sports student, his speed has not decreased, and he has remained in the first place without moving. Zhuang Shen has a little difficulty chasing his pace.

All the girls shouted at the top of their voices to Zhuang Shen to come on, and even shouted that Zhuang Shen was number one. The sports student who ran first didn't know if it was because of this, his face was pale.

It's almost...

Zhuang Shen stared at the back of the boy in front of him, his brain swelled as if lack of oxygen.

In the next second, he heard a lazy and ostentatious voice: "Come on, my deskmate! Get the first place, today is a holiday, and I won't give you extra lessons!"

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Zhuang Shen woke up instantly.

He accelerated violently almost as soon as Shen Wen's voice fell, and passed the boy in front at 100 meters!

The audience began to cheer, and the girls' sharp shouts resounded throughout the playground!

After Zhuang Shen crossed the finish line, his eyes turned black for a while, his thighs suddenly became weak, and he couldn't support himself and fell forward.

A faint mint smell came, and he was hugged gently by a person.

And that low, inexplicably tender voice.

"Congratulations, my No.1."