I Worship the Handlebars with the School God [Transmigration Book]

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the Saturday that I had agreed with Huang Mao.

This week, Cen Xingyi can be said to have devoted all his energy to make up for the knowledge points taught in the summer online class.I vividly understood the phrase "sooner or later you have to pay back when you come out to hang out".

How much fun he had in that summer vacation, how painful it is now.

Since I learned in advance through online classes during the summer vacation, teachers will not talk about many basic knowledge.For Cen Xingyi who just finished his homework on the last night, the sky is falling.

Listening, the chemistry teacher began to talk about the scriptures, what hydroxide radicals, what oxygen ions...how can they still swim around? ?

And what is physical acceleration? I can't understand it after talking about it.

Cen Xingyi listened to the clouds and mist, his head was full of stars, and it can be said that he was in great pain.

The most frightening thing was the math class. He got the "good grade" of eighth in the class, and he was the study committee member hand-picked by Yang Guoqing.

In other classes, when the teacher asks questions, you can quickly lower your head and pretend that it doesn't exist, but it doesn't work in math class.From time to time, I was brought up to ask a question.

Facing Yang Guoqing's hopeful eyes, Cen Xingyi was shocked and could only answer indifferently, "I don't know."

In view of his lack of cooperation, Yang Guoqing only regarded him as shy.So he was encouraged to answer the guesses boldly, but in desperation, Cen Xingyi turned to Zhu Chengyan who was on the side for help.

The result (?) was obtained through telepathy between the two of them. Cen Xingyi sat down with a dark face in Yang Guoqing's satisfied eyes filled with "you are just a little naughty".

After learning from the painful experience, Cen Xingyi accepted Zhu Chengyan's make-up lesson.Because now his foundation has not kept up.

He didn't understand what the teacher said in class, so he didn't intend to waste time, just didn't listen and did the basic questions that Zhu Chengyan customized for him.You can attend lectures when you have mastered the basic knowledge.

This move fell into the eyes of other students, and they couldn't help but take on a rebellious color.

Cen Xingyi suddenly felt a little wronged.

Early on Saturday morning, he took a few sheets from Zhu Chengyan through the window and wrote some improved topics summarized by Zhu Chengyan, preparing for a three-hour battle.

Unexpectedly, just after nine o'clock, Zhou Jianghai rushed to their house.

"Auntie, I'm here to find Cen Xingyi to go to the Taekwondo gym." Zhou Jianghai came over in a casual sportswear, exuding a youthful and athletic atmosphere.

Seeing that Cen's mother was very satisfied, she couldn't help feeling emotional when she thought of her lazy son.If only her son loved sports so much, lying in bed every day like a little pig.

"Xiao Zhou, come in first." Cen's mother led him to Cen Xingyi's room, "He is probably still asleep, you should take him out for more exercise in the future."

Zhou Jianghai happily agreed, "Okay."

But when he heard that Brother Cen hadn't gotten up yet, he couldn't help but praise him.Sure enough, it was him, Brother Cen, who was still asleep on such an important day, so calm.

"Son, get up quickly, your classmate is happy to play with you." Cen's mother was shocked when she pushed the door open.

Is her son bewitched? ? ?

I saw Cen Xingyi dressed neatly, staring at the table solemnly.The originally smooth hair was blown into a big mushroom at this moment, and it looked like it had been ravaged by its master.

"Son, what are you doing here?" Cen's mother was dumbfounded, she looked out the window and it was indeed morning, not afternoon yet.

"Brush the question."

Cen Xingyi said in a deep voice, listless as if he had been hit by something.

Originally, he thought that he had done something about the basic questions for a week, but he didn't expect Yan Yan to get stuck when he increased the difficulty.After thinking about a problem for an hour, he couldn't solve it, and several hairs fell out.

"Brother Cen, are you doing your homework?" Zhou Jianghai was dumbfounded. Brother Cen actually changed his mind and started doing homework so early?

Who knew that Cen Xingyi rolled his eyes at him, with disdain on his face, "I finished that homework last night, what's the problem?"

Zhou Jianghai: ...

Mama Cen: ...

The two looked at each other with certainty that her son/Brother Cen was sick.

"Son, if you're tired, go to bed, and mom will wash you an apple." Cen's mother felt relieved after seeing that he didn't have a fever, and asked Zhou Jianghai to sit casually before leaving.

Staring at a post in the forum for a long time, Zhou Jianghai swallowed his saliva and mustered up his courage, "Cen...Brother Cen, you don't mean to participate in this competition, do you?"

"Ok?"

Cen Xingyi was finally willing to give him some more glances, "How do you know?" Could it be...

"Hey, didn't I see that everyone on the forum said that."

Zhou Jianghai opened the forum and found the post for him to read.

【shock!Why does a certain student in Class One, Senior One keep bowing his head frequently in class? 】

When Cen Xingyi saw this topic, the corners of his eyes twitched and he felt a little uncomfortable.And from this title...

He clicked to open it, and it was true that the style of painting was as he had imagined, and all kinds of things went astray.

"This Cen Xingyi from Class One and One is so courageous, he dares to sleep in class as soon as school starts?"

"What's sleeping? He's working on a problem. I'm sitting next to him and watching. I'm doing the problem every day, but I'm serious."

"Upstairs, what's the topic? I'm so curious, can you tell me?"

"It's not that competition yet. I heard that he prepared for it as soon as school started."

"Wow, wow, those who can enter the first class are not allowed to let ordinary people. This looks like a top student."

……

Cen Xingyi glanced at the forum, his eyes raised slightly.On weekdays, he was busy brushing up questions, but he didn't realize that there were still people secretly observing him.Can't help but think, is it possible that he is so obvious on weekdays?

"Old Zhou..."

Before the words finished, Zhou Jianghai laughed immediately: "Don't worry, brother Cen, I don't think anyone scolds you in this forum. If you scold me, I will definitely help you back."

Cen Xingyi: ... I didn't mean to say this.

"Whatever you want." Throwing the phone back into Zhou Jianghai's hands, Cen Xingyi sat back at the table with a sad face, "Why are you looking for me? Why don't you do a test paper together?"

He held up a paper written by Zhu Chengyan with no expression on his face, thinking that he should share the same difficulties.

Zhou Jianghai was taken aback. Seeing Brother Cen say such scary words expressionlessly, he shook his head quickly.

"No...not Brother Cen. I'm here to take you to the Taekwondo gym, you won't forget, right?"

"?"

Looking at his confused little eyes, Zhou Jianghai patted his thigh anxiously, "Brother, did you forget? Saturday, little yellow hair?"

……

"!" Cen Xingyi suddenly remembered, and jumped up from the chair, "Oh, I'll go, I was so stupid when I wrote the paper, I almost forgot about it."

Hastily fished out a t-shirt from the cabinet and put it on his head, and was about to drag Zhou Jianghai to the Taekwondo gym.

"Cough cough."

Two coughs sounded suddenly, reminding them to look out the window.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhu Chengyan on the opposite side looking at them gloomily, with happiness written all over his face.

Cen Xingyi: ...

Zhou Jianghai: ...

The author has something to say: Zhu Chengyan: Where are you going?When are you coming back?Do you still love me when you come back? ?

Cen Xingyi: ...

Cen Xingyi: I love learning, learning loves me, which one are you? ?

Zhu Chengyan: ...