God of learning, he always wants to break my glasses

Just one day after the end of the midterm exam, Qin Yang was called to the office before the results came out.

And it's not an ordinary office, but the grade director's office.

The grade director and the deputy director have a total of three teachers. The office is arranged on the corridor between the first and second buildings, which is separate from the office of the grade teacher.

Therefore, even though the directors have different styles, the students are not very willing to come here, which is scary.

Now is the lunch break, and the students are studying or resting in the classroom.

When Qin Yang was called over, most of the people had not yet entered the state of rest. In this situation, the spirit of gossip emerged fiercely.

"Squad monitor, why did Brother Zhou call Qin Yang over there? Did you get the midterm exam results?"

It was the squad leader who came back from outside and called Qin Yang over. He should know the situation best: "How can it be so fast? I just finished the exam yesterday. It seems to be... about the competition in the city. I heard the talk in the office, but I don't know." Is it this matter?"

The classmate who asked the question let out an "ah" in disappointment: "I thought the grades came out."

"Speaking of which, do any of you know how Qin Yang's grades are?"

The study committee member is a girl with a mushroom head and glasses. She usually has good grades. She looks quiet, but she actually talks a lot.

"Hey, hey, I know this!" Fang Yong raised his hand at the table in front of Qin Yang and joined the chat, "I'll show you this old man's textbook."

Taking advantage of Qin Yang's absence, Fang Yong opened the only biology book on his desk: "You can feel it. According to the situation of our main class together, this comrade seems to never listen to class, Chinese and English are fine, Lao Liu's He didn't listen to the class at all, it's so fierce!"

The school committee: "Fifty steps laugh at hundred steps, you have the nerve to talk about others."

Fang Yong scratched his head, "hehe" smiled and said, "I haven't been able to get to know him well, so I paid more attention."

This is true. Fang Yong is a member of the school basketball team. His parents are from the Northeast.

Who knew that he had hit a wall with Qin Yang.

Anyway, it's been more than a week since I sat at the front and back desks, and I didn't chat with Qin Yang for a while, and every time I said something, I was blocked to the point of being speechless.

The most exasperating thing is that every time the topic ends, he suspects that he is wrong.

So why?

"Because you're ugly." The squad leader took a millennium from the tablemate and threw it into his mouth, smashing it and saying, "I don't care what Qin Yang looks like, tsk, he's handsome and aloof, little Girls' favorite style."

School Committee Lu Qianqian snatched the new Millennium from him: "Don't shoot randomly."

Fang Yong was full of murderous intent and came to the front row of them: "Squad leader, you uncle!!!"

The comrade Shun Qianxi, the squad leader, was the one who questioned him at the beginning: "You guys are arguing, let it be. Tomato is innocent, let it go."

Lu Qianqian covered her face, couldn't bear to look at the squad leader and Fang Yong who were twisted together, and sighed: "This is Qianxi... I don't know what happened to Qin Yang."

Qin Yang stood in a row with the other four people with a blank face against the wall.

It's like a scene of torture.

He was the tallest of the five suspects, and by far the most opinionated.

"You have no objection to this arrangement." The grade director Brother Zhou is young, in his early thirties, a tough and tender man from the Northeast. Although they are both old men from the Northeast, they are not the same as Fang Yong.

For example, in Qin Yang's view, there is a huge gap between stubbornness and blindness.

When he and Fang Yong couldn't continue talking, Fang Yong would touch his nose consciously and turn away, but Brother Zhou wouldn't.

Brother Zhou is too damn incompetent.

"I have." Qin Yang raised his hand.

"Shut up." Brother Zhou waved his hands to the other four without even glancing at him, "Go back first, take a good rest at noon, don't catch a cold, and don't stress too much."

"Okay, Brother Zhou, will you come to check the morning reading tomorrow morning?"

"If you don't come, don't come, you can rest assured to have breakfast!" Brother Zhou impatiently kicked the classmate's calf, and several people greeted him with laughter and left.

Qin Yang was the only one left.

He leaned against the wall with his head down, his slightly long hair blocking his view.With a thin body and one arm hidden behind the money tree, the whole person looks helpless, lonely and pitiful.

Poor ass.

Brother Zhou raised his legs, lifted his chin slightly, pressed his lips, frowned, and asked in a drawn-out tone: "Why don't you wear a school uniform?"

Qin Yang's lips moved, and he gave a reason: "I didn't do it."

Brother Zhou: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Qin Yang pinched a leaf, and kept his mouth shut while stroking the leaf.

Seeing his appearance, Brother Zhou was furious: "Why don't you want to participate in the competition?"

Qin Yang raised his head and fixed his eyes on the calendar on Brother Zhou's desk: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't go..."

"reason."

Qin Yang looked down at his toes: "I'm not capable enough."

Brother Zhou just laughed angrily. He closed the door while the two of them were in the office, and dragged him by the arm: "Don't keep standing against the wall, you're not a prisoner. No, I said, you're just kidding me here." ? If you are not capable enough, you are still not capable enough, are you sorry?"

He squinted his eyes and lit a cigarette: "I knew it before you turned around. I was the first in the first semester of the first semester of high school. I participated in your provincial competition. Both mathematics and physics are first prizes."

"I heard from those bastards in the Academic Affairs Office that if it weren't for the time conflict at that time, you could still win the Grand Slam? Why, this is not enough ability, it's nonsense."

Qin Yang raised his head almost in despair: "I really can't go."

Brother Zhou slapped him on the waist, and Qin Yang slapped him across the face, looking at him in shock.

"Look at it, you are the one who hit me. Hold on to me, I won't listen to anything you say. I don't know you little bastards. There are a lot of reasons for this and that, all of which are excuses! Follow up at the end of the month. Go with the seniors, they are also experienced, it doesn’t matter if they win the prize or not, just correct their attitude.”

Qin Yang rolled his eyes in his heart.

"It doesn't matter if you don't win the prize, whoever is in the third year of high school, Deng Nuo, don't even think about sneaking out to have lunch with him."

...Can this be resolved with a correct attitude?

"Okay, if it's okay, get out of here."

Don't dare to do anything.

Unable to talk to the other party, Qin Yang said "Okay" and rolled away.

The deputy director of another grade was just about to enter the door, and when he saw him go out with a look of lovelessness, he said "Yo" in surprise: "What's the matter?"

Brother Zhou took a deep breath of the cigarette, and the sparks turned from red to dark: "This kid doesn't want to participate in the competition. I'll report him to the city right now, cook rice and see how he does."

Qin Yang had actually argued for the matter of the competition.

The first person to ask him to participate in the physics competition was the head teacher. He told me about it when we met in the corridor before the self-study started this morning.

After he listened to it, he said he would not go. The head teacher tried his best to persuade him for a long time to no avail, so he had to ask Brother Zhou to solve it in person.

Brother Zhou is so capable, Qin Yang wanted to be tough to the end, but this person can't say that the dead is alive, no matter how he explains it, he won't believe it, he insists that he is lying and deceiving.

Even if he exposes his rotten grades in the first semester of high school, Brother Zhou remains unmoved.

"I didn't pass material science, and neither did math." Qin Yang honestly confessed.

"Why are you talking nonsense again, thinking that I don't know your grades." Brother Zhou snorted coldly, "I have every subject and every grade since your freshman year in high school."

What did the teacher at the last school change his grades to?

Qin Yang walked back to the classroom with a frosty face.

Wait for the mid-term grades to come down, you will see.

He left late after school, and Dunno asked him to wait in the classroom for a while.

If it wasn't for the candied haws, he would probably have arrived home by this time.After all, the "for a while" Dun Nuo said was too long, a full two hours.

"I'm sorry, junior, I was left in the office by the teacher." Dun Nuo appeared on the window sill and handed him a bottle of drink.

Qin Yang put his mobile phone in the front pocket of the sweater, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and opened the back door awkwardly and coldly to come out.

Dun Nuo followed him with two bottles of drinks in his arms, and explained apologetically, "The teacher has something to do with me, so I kept you waiting. I'll treat you to candied haws later."

Qin Yang stopped and turned around, but Deng Nuo didn't have time to stop and almost bumped into him.

His eyes were full of condemnation: "You should have invited me."

The midterm results haven't come out yet, so what Deng Nuo said earlier doesn't count.

Dun Nuo heaved a sigh of relief, and put the drink in his hat: "Okay, please, I want to eat a few skewers and buy a few skewers."

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows: "It's more or less the same."

They left school late, and although school ended early on Friday, they were almost the last in the school.

When they got out of Liping Street and reached the main road, there were not many students on the road.

The stall selling candied haws that Dun Nuo said is easy to find. There is a small snack street on the left of Liping Street. The man who sells candied haws often pushes the candied haws bicycle to haunt the small alleys in this area.

He doesn't come every day, but if you're not too lucky, you can basically meet him.

Qin Yang was thin-skinned, so he didn't have the nerve to ask for more, so he took four skewers.Two bunches of hawthorn, one bunch of strawberries, and one bunch of mixed fruits.

Dun Nuo was afraid that he would find it boring to eat alone, so he deliberately bought a bunch of hawthorn to try it out.

Apparently his worries were useless.When he was still biting the third one, Qin Yang almost finished the second skewer.

"Why do you like eating candied haws so much? I haven't seen one that likes eating like you." Dun Nuo spat out the seeds from the hawthorn and threw them into the trash can next to him.

Qin Yang bit half of a strawberry: "Why not, she also likes Mo Xiaobei in Wulin Biography."

Dun Nuo chuckled, and looked at him sideways: "I didn't expect you to watch this."

When I thought of Qin Yang sitting in front of the TV with a serious face and watching the Wulin rumors on the screen, the scene was even more funny than the TV series itself.

"I used to watch it a lot. My mother dragged me to watch it every summer vacation."

He looked up, the sky in the west was fiery red, and the sky in the east was getting dark.

There is still a long, long time before he can watch Wulin Biography. The half a year is a bit hard to bear. He seems to be a little lost in remembering the last time he watched it.

"Then do you still watch it now?" Dun Nuo lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the bridge of his nose.

Half of Qin Yang's face was facing the setting sun, and the other half was facing the darkness. What he saw was the dark side. Because of the light, Qin Yang's nose bridge was high and straight, and his eyes were deeper than usual.

Some people say that people with deep facial features are more likely to look sad, but Dun Nuo didn't believe it.

He put the remaining candied haws into a bag, and said calmly: "What's so interesting, no one will watch it together, and you won't be able to laugh."

Dun Nuo probably sensed something, and suddenly he said to his heart: "Then... I will watch it with you when I go to summer vacation next year?"

Qin Yang's hands trembling with candied haws, he quickly buried his astonishment under the cold emotion, but subconsciously raised his head.

Dunno, facing the setting sun, his cheeks are dotted with the red gift of the setting sun, dyed with warmth and warmth,

He happened to be in Dunno's eyes.

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