Beyond The Outline

"This exchange meeting is so fucking exciting," Hou Jun inquired about the new gossip on the first day of school, "Director Jiang from Liyang No. [-] Middle School started by saying that the first place in the entrance examination next year must still be in their school."

"Of course, it's not important. What's important is that after Teacher Liyang came down, other schools went up to speak harshly. Our school not only looked forward to this year, but also advanced the city champion next year."

"Gu Yanwang is so loud?"

"Brother Zhan will support you," Tan Kai was busy making up homework, "If Brother Zhan doesn't go and send you to take the college entrance examination when the time comes, he will definitely be the No. [-] scholar in the city next year."

Yuan Ziqiang added: "Even if Brother Zhan recommends it, Wannian's second child is not a vegetarian. Wannian's second child got the second place in the comprehensive average score of the entrance examination last time among several schools."

A few of them gathered around Shao Zhan to do homework early in the morning, chatting while doing it.

The central character of the topic, Shao Zhan, is holding a set of test papers in one hand, leaning back, with a red pen hooked in the other hand. He is holding Xu Sheng's papers, and has no interest in these gossips: "If you want to chat, get out!" Go back to your seat and talk."

Shao Zhan's words are not very polite now and then, but it doesn't give people an abrupt feeling. The appearance is cold enough, but it seems very harmonious to say these words.It was much better than ignoring people at all before. Hearing the word "roll", Hou Jun actually tasted a strange sense of intimacy.

"No, no, no," Hou Jun said cheekily, "I have one more question to ask—"

Tan Kai was halfway through his homework, and noticed the master next to Shao Zhan: "On the first day of school, I used the back of my head to show others. Just now, the patrol teacher stopped outside the window for a long time. I'm still fucking awesome."

After Tan Kai finished speaking, he expressed his emotions again: "Speaking of which, Liyang is also really good. He ranks first in the joint entrance examination, which sounds awesome."

Xu Sheng brushed up on the questions too late last night. After handing in his homework, he lay on the desk to catch up on sleep - the other students were not surprised by this scene, but it was strange to see the school bully awake.

Xu Sheng heard his name, moved his fingers on the back of his neck, and then opened his eyes: "Is there a teacher?"

Tan Kai: "...just left."

Xu Sheng: "That's not what I mean, I just want to say, don't call me even if you come."

Tan Kai: "..."

He is very convinced.

The winter school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School has only one black and red cotton jacket, which is thick, warm and oversized.

Xu Sheng added a black sweater inside, and he also wore the thick padded clothes loosely. He wore a pair of thin jeans as if he was not afraid of the cold. Give Hou Jun and the others a lecture.

Shao Zhan's way of lecturing to others is not the same as lecturing to him.

Concise and concise, no nonsense, Hou Jun still didn't understand, Shao Zhan lost his patience.

Shao Zhan: "Do it yourself."

Hou Jun: "Don't worry, everyone has something they are not good at. Three-dimensional geometry is my Achilles' heel—"

Xu Sheng lost his mind, looked down, and landed on Shao Zhan's hand, remembering that he usually said something he didn't understand, Shao Zhan would turn the pen in his hand in the other direction, touch his forehead, and ask coldly: "How about you?" don't know?"

Xu Sheng thought of this, and thought casually, how long has it been since they saw each other?ten days?

"Have you finished?" Xu Sheng wanted to chase away the guests, "I understand this question, can I explain it to you?"

Hou Jun was hungry, thinking about the new math genius in front of him: "Lion, please enlighten me?"

Xu Sheng is really good at three-dimensional geometry. He has strong spatial imagination and is easy to solve problems. In addition, Shao Zhan told him about the winter homework... Of course, it was mainly because Shao Zhan told him.

There is a special charm in the scumbag lectures, and Hou Jun listened in a daze. Who would have thought that Xu Sheng was a person who could only get [-] points in mathematics when he just started last semester.

"Do you understand?" Xu Sheng asked, "Go back to your seat when you understand."

Hou Jun always felt that the pair at the same table seemed to be chasing people away.

Calculating the time, it was almost time for class to begin, and the few of them packed up their things and returned to their seats.

After the ears quieted down, Xu Sheng said, "God of learning, I also have some questions that I don't understand."

Shao Zhan handed him the approved paper: "Which question."

Xu Sheng: "I don't really understand ten days, why do you miss my boyfriend so much?"

Xu Sheng stretched out his hand from his cuff a little bit, wanting to touch Shao Zhan's hand, originally he just wanted to rub it secretly, but Shao Zhan blatantly squeezed his fingers in between his fingers, relying on the corner of the back row The location is good, and there are school uniforms and long sleeves blocking it: "There are still 3 minutes before class."

Shao Zhan read the information book and said, "I owe you a reward."

The new semester has a new atmosphere, the teachers of all subjects come up without any nonsense, and directly enter the stage of the new class, and the new class is taught quickly - all the breaks are posted in the group in advance during the holidays, in time for the first round of general review, these new classes It was overwhelming.

After a few weeks, Xu Sheng was not the only one who showed his head in the classroom, and he collapsed during the lunch break between classes.

Many students in Linjiang No. [-] Middle School have an impression of high school as crazy exams, doing questions, and taking exams again.Xu Sheng's desk was always empty before, but this semester it was quickly filled with test papers, mock papers, monthly exam papers, wrong question sets... and Shao Zhan's notes.

Xu Sheng casually put together the coveted academic notes in the second grade of high school with his mediocre test papers.

Xu Sheng specialized in one subject before, and his grades have improved significantly. Although he was making up for it during the holidays, the speed must not be that fast. The most effective way is to grasp the basics first, and then think about those improvement questions.

As the number of tutoring sessions increased, the two of them became more and more tacit understanding. Shao Zhan could tell with a glance whether he understood, and Xu Sheng could accurately interpret the notes written by his boyfriend on the side after taking the test paper. What's the meaning.

Xu Sheng would go to the studio on weekends, and after returning from the studio, he would continue to write questions.

Tired of brushing and not being honest, he sat on Shao Zhan's bed, removed the test paper on his lap, and leaned over to ask for a reward: "I'm tired, but I can barely write two more questions if you kiss me."

However, the content and process of rewards may exceed expectations and disrupt the review progress.

The bedroom was already dark after the lights were turned off, and even with a rechargeable desk lamp, the range of light was only on the desk, so they kissed in the dark.

Sometimes Xu Sheng would sit directly on the desk with his belt partly opened, his beautifully curved chin raised, his fingers tightly gripping the edge of the table, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and occasionally he couldn't help a little sound from between his teeth.

Shao Zhan usually looks abstinent and unkind, but when he seduces him, he can say anything: "Call out brother and listen."

Xu Sheng: "...fuck."

There are more and more dormitories with lights on in the dormitory building in the early morning, like stars reflected from the night sky. Many people are not only for the college entrance examination, but for them, the college entrance examination is a road to the place they want to go.

Meng Guowei quickly noticed that Xu Sheng's grades and classroom performance were not obvious at first glance, but putting together Xu Sheng's test scores during this period, one can see a steady growth curve. Break through the bottleneck to three digits.

By the end of the senior high school entrance examination, Xu Sheng had scored over 108 in all subjects, with an average score of [-].

This result is not particularly outstanding in Linjiang, but the candidate is Xu Sheng.

The degree of shock to Meng Guowei brought by this incident is second only to "two students in Liyang next door seemed to have been struck by lightning.

The phrase "Are you pretending to be a scumbag" that he once questioned Xu Sheng became true for others.

In the teacher's office.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Yuan asked when he got up to do stretching, "Xu Sheng, I was just about to talk to him, this kid, this semester is like a prodigal son who turned around and changed his mind."

Meng Guowei put down the test paper and thought that although Xu Sheng's grades were improving steadily, this scumbag should be a real scumbag, not just pretending.

He stopped a classmate who was about to leave the office and said, "Ask Xu Sheng to come to the office."

Xu Sheng is often called to the office, but every time he goes, he is scolded. Now every time he goes, Meng Guowei pats him on the shoulder and praises him fiercely: "The attitude of the recent school is very good, keep it up, I say, this world There are no students whose teachers can’t teach well, hahaha.”

Xu Sheng was wearing a school uniform, and it was really different when he stopped there: "Yes, it's all because of the teachers who taught me well, which made me know where I was going astray, and found the fun of learning."

"By the way," Meng Guowei stopped him again, "Your mother has been calling to care about your mental problems these days. Is there something wrong with you mentally?"

"..." Xu Sheng said, "I'm fine."

Meng Guowei was suspicious.

Xu Sheng sighed, grabbed the test paper in his hand and said, "She may be afraid that I will be under pressure from studying."

The incident of a student being struck by lightning in Liyang quickly spread like wildfire.

All the students in the class discussed one after another: "Do you know that two students in Liyang were struck by lightning?"

"How did I hear it was hit by a car?"

"I also heard from my old classmate in Liyang. It's true. He said that those two classmates always took the last exams—"

"..."

Hou Jun came over directly after finishing the class, sat opposite Xu Sheng and said, "What do you think, is it possible to be struck by lightning? It's amazing, if that's the case, I want to be struck too, so the book may be stable. "

Being struck by lightning, Xu Sheng thought he had the right to speak.

He had been hacked, more than once.

Xu Sheng, who was struck by lightning but had no change in grades: "Do you think it's possible?"

Hou Jun pondered: "It's not impossible."

Even though he was struck by lightning, his grades were already against the sky: "You have the time, why don't you do a few more sets of questions."

Hou Jun: "...Oh."

After the midterm exam, the tense study atmosphere dissipated temporarily. In addition to discussing the stress relief of the two students who were struck by lightning in the school next door, the sophomore group finally ushered in some leisure activities.

Yuan Ziqiang came back from the teacher's office and secretly gave them a notice: "There will be an announcement in the class meeting later."

The day after the exam happened to be Friday, and the next class was the class meeting.

Qiu Qiu and Meng Guowei entered the class together. Qiu Qiu didn't go back to his seat, but stood directly on the podium and said, "That's right, our blackboard competition for this semester is about to start. Those who want to participate come here to sign up."

Blackboard newspaper selection is a very important competition for No. [-] middle school students. As we all know, when people’s life is boring and boring day after day, even poetry recitation activities can arouse endless fun for students.

The intensity of the blackboard newspaper selection is unimaginable. The students of Linjiang No. [-] Middle School can be so bored that they regard a blackboard newspaper selection as a decompression project and maximize the playability.

After Qiu Qiu finished speaking, Shao Zhan glanced at him: "Go."

Drawing is Xu Sheng's forte. If he has the opportunity to paint, he will definitely be the first one.

However, Xu Sheng was not as excited as he thought, leaning against the wall next to him and said, "Let me think about it."

"It might be unfair to the other classes that I go."

Shao Zhan thought he was talking poorly.

Xu Sheng originally planned to take advantage of the class meeting time to sleep for a while, but everyone fell down, so he could barely sit up and explain. He unscrewed the water bottle and explained, "That's right, it might be a bit outrageous to say that. Son, banned from the game."

There is still such a thing as a ban in the blackboard newspaper competition?

Xu Sheng couldn't help but recall the memories of publishing blackboard newspapers in junior high school.In those semesters, the class blackboard newspapers were all drawn by him, and the first one was soft. The level difference was too great, and the other classes had no desire to survive.

In the end, the dean directly banned him from the game: "Xu Sheng, let's give the opportunity to other students, okay? Well, other classes also need to be encouraged, we can't dampen their self-confidence." And self-esteem.

Xu Sheng's suspension experience could not be finished in one day. He raised his head and took a sip of water. He was hesitating whether to sign up or not, when he saw Tan Kai blowing past him like a whirlwind.

Tan Kai never ran so fast in physical education class: "Great, sister Qiu, you may not know me well enough after you have known each other for so long, let me introduce myself again, I, Tan Kai, organized a crayon drawing competition in kindergarten when I was young, and won Third Prize."

The second whirlwind is Yuan Ziqiang: "I, Yuan Ziqiang, I may not be as powerful as Brother Kai, but I have a loving heart."

Qiu Qiu: "..."