He's playing first grade again

The news that the No. [-] Middle School had killed a dark horse spread like wildfire. The attitudes of other high schools towards the No. [-] Middle School dark horse ranged from indifference to disbelief, to condescension and carelessness.

Ning Xuan's guess is right. Lin Jian's IQ is very high, which is not only reflected in his language talent, but also in his sensitivity to topics and his direct focus.

He Tao also came to his home to make up lessons.

When Ning Xuan was pinching, he gave Lin Jian a pre-exam simulation on mathematics.

He Tao was very happy that Ning Xuan was outside. He Tao was doing the questions, chatting nonsense with Ning Xuan while writing: "Brother Jian, this change is really big. I told my mother that I also want to be enlightened by you, and I will try my best to get ahead of the exam." Open up."

Ning Xuan helped him look at the question in his hand with a blank face, "His background is not bad."

"It's not bad." He Tao said with emotion, "I heard from my mother that when I was a child, he tested his IQ and he was high. When I was still wet the bed, he had already started to touch the world map. He said that when he was a child, his mother gave him a really good education. He was sent to an international class to learn languages ​​when he was one year old. His four-year-old is really different from our four-year-old. The whole elementary school can really do it with his eyes closed. He got the first place in the exam, and then he played around when he was in junior high school. There were many men and women around him who liked him. His grades were foolish, but he remained in the top [-] of his grade. His English was really not me. "

"I don't know why I was stimulated later. The English test for the first time in the first year of high school was really bad. After reading it with Zhang Qi, I felt that he used the answer sheet as a picture book. On that answer sheet, he drew a big picture. A FUCK, then dropped out of school, ignorant, wandering around the society, flirting with this woman today, tomorrow the man will light cigarettes for him, he is so chic that he will die.”

"I summed it up with Zhang Qi and came to a general idea. I think he must have been waiting for his mother to come back when he was in elementary school. In junior high school, he felt that his mother would not come back, so he gave up. In high school, if he hadn't met you, this He has been a useless person in his life, and he has never thought about taking the college entrance examination, let alone working hard to make up lessons."

Listening to his words, Ning Xuan frowned slightly.

He Tao thought he was lamenting his wonderful life of Brother Jian, "You also think Brother Jian is amazing, he is good at playing anything."

Ning Xuan turned his head, "How many girls did he date before?"

He Tao: "..."

What the hell is his mouth floating again!

He Tao scratched his head in embarrassment: "Don't mind, he was young at that time, and he was that kind of person, there were always a few women who fell in love with him, but Brother Jian didn't even like them, just for fun. "

Lin Jian just finished writing the test paper and came out of the bedroom, frowning: "What are you playing?"

He Tao asked back: "Then are you serious?"

Lin Jian took it for granted, thinking that he and Ning Xuan came over with squinted eyes: "Of course it is serious."

He handed the test paper to Ning Xuan: "I'm done."

He looked at Ning Xuan with a stern face, his complexion was very bad, he took the test paper and ignored it.

Lin Jian raised her eyebrows and looked at He Tao suspiciously.

He Tao decisively turned his face to the side.

Brother Jane, you should ask for more blessings.

Ning Xuan carefully reviewed the test paper. He did a pretty good job on this math paper.

Lin Jian's energy is different from ordinary people, he can stay up late, but still stay awake the next day.

When he was still in a daze, Ning Xuan had already scored.

He got 150 out of the 120-point test paper.

From 120 to 140 is a bottleneck. Lin Jian's math score is stable at 120. The last time he broke through 140, in Ning Xuan's view, it was because the questions were simple.

As soon as the grades were discussed, He Tao automatically lowered his head silently. He didn't understand the world of a top student.

He has low self-esteem.

"If you think my teaching is not good enough, you can go to the teacher for advice."

Lin Jian: "Huh? What? You teach very well."

"From 120 to 140, you also know that it is not easy. It is not only difficult to overcome, but also careful. Look at this for yourself. The square of 3 is 6. Here..."

"Well, I'll be more careful next time."

After sending He Tao to the door, Lin Jian asked, "What did you tell him?"

"Uh, Brother Jian, I'll send you a message after I leave, and you can go and see how to coax Ang."

He Tao went downstairs and sent the message.

Lin Jian frowned and crossed out the phone.

Looking back at the silent Ning Xuan, he didn't dare to bring up that topic.

Just keep writing essays.

His fingers holding the pen were calloused.

At the beginning of June, all the students were restless. Every day, the downstairs of the teaching building was full of torn papers, and whenever there was a free corridor, there were scenes of conversations.

The monitor of class nine is planning the graduation party after the exam.

Lin Jian put on headphones to block out all disturbances, and continued to sit in the last row doing homework.

Same for class three.

Ning Xuan sat in his seat, keeping the feeling of the test papers one by one.

The summer wind blows in, bringing a sense of coolness.

At this age full of longing for the future, the two teenagers wiped off the thin sweat on their foreheads, and wrote symbols for their future years.

The red blood in Lin Jian's eyes has been cured, and he has to rely on Ning Xuan to give him eye drops every night, even dreaming is a point of liberal arts knowledge.

Seeing his exhaustion, Liu Senping called him to the office to do his pre-examination guidance work himself: "The teacher has noticed your hard work these days, but if you look at it yourself, your eyes are red Bloodshot, you can’t stay up late at night, exam review is very important, but you have to keep in good shape before the exam, do you understand?”

Lin Jian stared at the photo in front of him. It was a photo of Liu Senping's family, including his wife and daughter.

"Ms. Liu, are you satisfied with your current life?" Lin Jian said slowly.

Liu Senping paused, "It's okay."

Lin Jian's face was calm, but the fingers hanging on both sides were curled up, and he pulled his lips: "I'm not satisfied, Mr. Liu, now I want to make up for the wasted time before, as much as I can make up, as much as I want, if not , I'm really too late."

It's too late to learn to be strong, too late to protect the people he wants to protect.

That young man was lonely and courageous, and he put all his heart and soul into pulling him out of the quagmire.

Lin Jian could not forget that night.

Obviously he is in pain, but he still has to comfort him.

Obviously he was in the hospital himself, and he ran out to save him when he heard that something happened to him.

Obviously he took a step back due to inferiority, but the boy choked up and said "I really like you" in the hospital.

Even though he was not feeling well, he had to stay up late with him.

He is the first in grade.

For the sake of a scumbag, I put my heart and soul into making up lessons for him, disregarding other people's opinions, studying liberal arts.

How dare he live up to it?

If he doesn't fight hard, he is afraid that it will be too late.

Liu Senping didn't understand him and said something to make him relax.

Lin Jian nodded and left.

The whole school is on vacation for the third year of high school.

Lin Jian wrote the test paper until three o'clock that night.

After staying up until he was tired, he lay down on the table and rested for a while.

In the dream, it was Uncle Ning Xuan who came out of the prison ferociously, holding a dagger, stabbing Ning Xuan's chest in front of his face, blood filled the air, and the boy he loved fell to the ground.

After Ning Xuan woke up, he found his cell phone. At four o'clock in the morning, he got out of bed and saw that the light in the living room was still on.

Beside the table, Lin Jian's back was slightly bent, and his long arms were stretched out.

"Brother Jane, brother, go back to bed and sleep."

He pushed, Lin Jian woke up startled, looked up and saw him, the cruelty of the dream was separated from the reality, his throat blocked, and he buried his head in Ning Xuan's chest.

Ning Xuan was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter? Pressure before the exam? Brother, you really don't need to do this, your grades are already very good, come back with me..."

"Ning Xuan." Lin Jian called his name with sobs, tenderness, black silence, he confided softly word by word, "Before I met you, I never felt any pressure. In my eyes, it’s really just two words, but after meeting you, it’s different.”

"I like you, just... really really like you."

"I used to play around, but I'm serious with you. I will protect you and use my own ability."

Ning Xuan lowered his head silently: "Did you have a nightmare?"

He didn't answer, Ning Xuan could tell from his expression.

"Dream about me?"

"..."

"Brother, don't be afraid." Ning Xuan comforted him calmly, "Don't worry and move forward boldly, everything will be fine in the future."

Lin Jian's mood took a long time to stabilize.

He's not the kind of person who can't manage his emotions well, but what happened this time is like a knife hanging on the tip of his heart, and he still vividly remembers it.

"It will be dawn in half an hour." Ning Xuan said lightly.

Lin Jian let out a "huh".

"Stop doing the questions, just relax." Ning Xuan put his hand on the back of his hand, "Will you be me, bro?"

Lin Jian sometimes feels that she is quite miraculous, and occasionally dreams about things that are about to happen.

On June 6th, there were still about two days before the college entrance examination.

A major event happened to Lin Jian.

Lin Xiu was kidnapped.

The other party called and said that the wrong person had been kidnapped, and he didn't want Lin Xiu to be hurt, so he changed to Lin Jian.

Not only was Lin Tiancheng so anxious that his hair turned white all night, even the school cooperated with the investigation after knowing about it.

Lin Jian is ignorant, and he has offended many people in fights outside.

Now it is Lin Xiu who is being kidnapped, and he is still at the critical moment of the college entrance examination. After knocking on the door, Wen Ling knelt down in front of Lin Jian, crying and begging, "Ah Jian, I think I am good to you, and I will only be Xiu'er." Dear son, he was kidnapped, and I put all my heart and soul into him. At this juncture, please help me. Your brother is not as courageous as you. He doesn't know where he is now. You should think of a way."

Wen Jiuxiao followed behind his sister, supported Wen Ling who was crying until she was weak, and looked at Lin Jian coldly: "The other party is here for you, don't let your brother take the blame for you, whether my sister or my nephew, something happened. , I will not let you go!"

Lin Jian frowned, "The other party wants me by name?"

"That's right! Go and replace Lin Xiu, you're the one who caused the trouble." Wen Jiuxiao wished he could kill him with his eyes.

"My sister is just such a biological son. He is the root of your Lin family. He is different from gay like you."

Lin Jian's face suddenly changed: "Wen Jiuxiao, if you fucking say me, just say me, don't bring anyone else with you!"

Wen Jiuxiao sneered: "I don't know if this group of people belong to his uncle Ning Xuan. If so, why are you two staying here safely and letting my nephew suffer for you?"

"Where's Lin Tiancheng?" Lin Jian asked.

"He is your father."

Lin Jian: "What do you say?"

The group returned to Lin's house.

The kidnappers trade at ten o'clock in the evening.

At around eight o'clock, Lin Tiancheng returned without success, sitting on the sofa dejectedly, waiting for news from the police.

Wen Ling cried so much that she couldn't control herself and fainted twice.