The days of being pampered by Xueba

What is it like to get the first test paper in the grade?

It's probably the same as getting the secret book of the Supreme Martial Arts.

And Yu Chen always felt that other people were coveting the stack of test papers in his hands.

At the end of the evening self-study, several female students in the classroom even put their eyes on him, wishing they could follow behind him.

Yu Chen even suspected that if he was not careful, the test papers in his hand would be snatched away by them.

Yu Chen himself cherished these test papers.

He carefully folded up the test papers and put them in his schoolbag. The weather has not been very good these days, it is cold and cloudy, and he is worried that it will suddenly rain and the test papers will get wet.

So for the first time, he carried an umbrella in his schoolbag.

The weather is beautiful, it hasn't rained for the past few days, and he and Xie Yi have no other chance to meet other than Xie Yi's inspection during evening self-study.

Xie Yi didn't come to his desk to talk to him again, as if it was really just to give him the test paper that day.

Sometimes when they met at both ends of the corridor, Xie Yi would smile at him, then talk to the people beside him and then walk away.

Yu Chen even wondered if seeing Xie Yi's smile was hallucinating.

If it wasn't for the test papers still in his schoolbag, he would have suspected that it was a dream that Xie Yi sent him the test papers that day.

On weekends, the tutor Fang came to the house early in the morning.

When Yu Chen woke up, he saw Teacher Fang sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking through the old test papers of Yu Chen that his mother handed her with a serious expression.

Yu Chen felt that the air of this weekend began to condense in the early morning.

After breakfast, my mother invited Teacher Fang into the study and closed the door considerately.

Yu Chen sat on the chair in the study room as if on pins and needles.

Teacher Fang was still flipping through his test papers, shaking his head from time to time, sighing, and writing in the notebook he carried with him.

These are probably the two sounds that Yu Chen is most afraid of hearing, and he has been hearing them for nearly an hour.

Teacher Fang began to teach, starting with Physics, which was Yu Chen's worst grade.

Yu Chen has never accepted the 1V1 teaching mode, except when he was with Xie Yi.

Only then did he realize how patient Xie Yi was.

Teacher Fang asked him a few questions, which were relatively basic. After asking, he gave him a comment exactly like Teacher Zhong from Class [-]: "How can you not know anything about the knowledge you have learned in junior high school?"

After asking a few more questions, the test paper in Teacher Fang's hand began to turn into a sharp knife, and there was a feeling of bleak wind in the air.

Yu Chen was repeatedly accused of why the big question in the test paper was empty, and why he didn't get a point for the small question.

"Seeing your test paper, I don't know where to start teaching." Teacher Fang finally panted.

Yu Chen thought, haven't you been teaching all morning?

There was a break at noon, and during the meal, I heard Teacher Fang mention his study situation. Although Teacher Fang chose his words carefully and did not point out that his study was incurable, Yu Chen also felt that he was not eating well.

After lunch, Teacher Fang chatted with her mother with a smile.

Yu Chen went back to the study alone, took out the stack of test papers in his schoolbag, carefully spread them flat on the table, and lowered his head to read them seriously.

In the past few days, he had finished reading Xie Yi's math and chemistry test papers, but he hadn't had time to read the physics.

He felt that if Teacher Fang asked questions on the math test paper, he would definitely be able to answer them.

In Xie Yi's full-score test paper, even a small question has carefully written the algorithm in the blank space.

It was as if he had written it deliberately, as if he knew in advance that he would see it.

The more Yu Chen read Xie Yi's handwriting, the more he felt that Xie Yi's gentleness was rare, and he could not let down Xie Yi's kindness, and he must eat all of this set of test papers.

If Teacher Fang could hear his heartfelt thoughts, he might weep with joy, thinking that his whole morning teaching was not in vain.

But being a teacher is not Xie Yi after all, and she is not as gentle as Xie Yi at all.

When Teacher Fang opened the door and walked in, his face became a poker card again.

Yu Chen looked up at her, and carefully put away the test paper on the table.

Teacher Fang only glanced at a corner of the test paper, and began to sneer at Chen again: "Don't read those test papers of yours. If you read too much, the teacher will give you a new set of test papers. The difficulty of the junior high school entrance examination, you can try again." There is no question that you can’t do.”

Yu Chen was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and smiled at Teacher Fang.

"Teacher, do you think this test paper is eye-catching?" Yu Chen held up the test paper in his hand and showed her the score on the test paper, "This is the first test paper in the first grade of Jinwen Middle School, full marks, the only one One, teacher, if you do this test paper, can you also get full marks?"

There was a rare provocation in Yu Chen's eyes: "Shouldn't it be possible?"

Then before Teacher Fang came to snatch the test paper in his hand, he had already folded the test paper and put it carefully in his schoolbag.

"I've finished talking, teacher, you can continue." Yu Chen gestured to Teacher Fang.

Teacher Fang stroked his chest with his hand, looking as if he was going to die.

Yu Chen was actually not very angry.

He felt okay with Teacher Fang's cynicism towards him.

He just couldn't stand Teacher Fang looking at him with tinted glasses, and insisted that Xie Yi's test paper in his hand was hot on his eyes.

It's like saying that he who failed in every subject is not worthy of holding Xie Yi's perfect test paper.

Even if this is true, he would like to argue a few words.

After five days of reading, Yu Chen finally finished reading Xie Yi's test paper.

When he just watched it, he had the illusion that his whole body was infused with true energy, as if he had been opened up to Ren Du's second channel, as long as he made a move, it was a unique move.

But when it comes to class, his whole body seems to be wasted.

What should not be understood is still not understood.

The words written by the teacher on the blackboard are like heavenly scriptures, and he can't find out the secrets even if he copies them all over again.

Probably feeling Yu Chen's desolate state of mind, this warm spring season ushered in a cold spring.