After sitting at the same table with the mean school

It is well known that many adolescent male high school students will face an important physiological reaction.

That is……

06:30 in the morning.

Xia Xingyao turned over in a half-dream and half-awake state, with his arms resting on a hard object.In a daze, he pinched it, and it felt like a muscle.

……Um?How can I have muscles in my bed?

What is this?

He touched it and it felt more like abs.When the palm was groping down again, it was suddenly stopped by a hand, and then there was a cool voice above the head: "...don't touch it."

Xia Xingyao opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the person above his head who was only one palm width away from him, confused.

Wu Zhe asked hoarsely, "Do you still remember how you came here in the middle of the night last night?"

Xia Xingyao: "..."

Wu Zhe: "I kindly saved you, and you will repay your kindness?"

Xia Xingyao couldn't help asking humbly: "I...how did I avenge my kindness?"

Wu Zhe squinted at him.

He was startled, and reacted slowly. He retracted his palm embarrassingly, smiled awkwardly, and jumped off the bed: "Ah, I'm going back... Thank you Brother Zhe!"

Wu Zhe spent 10 minutes thinking philosophically on the bed before finally throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed to wash.

A layer of autumn rain and a layer of coolness, the school uniform sweater has become everyone's daily wear.

The tall and bright camphor trees in the school are still green, the red maple and ginkgo in the small garden have lost their leaves, and a large group of sparrows rest on the bare branches.

Xia Xingyao let out a breath on the window and wiped it off again.

On the tail of autumn, the midterm exam is coming soon.

Originally, as a competition student, I usually attend fewer classes than other classes. In addition, in the regular class, many people do not listen to the class at all and do their own homework. Therefore, although the class progress of the first class is not slow, but in addition to the subjects of the competition, The degree of consolidation and the depth of digging in other subjects are really not as good as students in other classes.

It doesn't matter.

For contestants, it doesn't matter if you don't do well in the usual exams.

Everyone didn't take this midterm exam seriously at first.

Yin Congqing suddenly said during the class meeting on Friday afternoon: "There will be a parent-teacher meeting after the midterm exam. Everyone must take the exam well, otherwise 20% after the exam will be too shameful."

parent meeting--!

Only then did the students in class one get nervous.

The main reason is that it's not good to be at the bottom of the grade!

Yin Congqing said slowly: "I don't expect you to pass the other three practical classes. As long as your average score is higher than the one downstairs, the teacher will invite you to have dinner outside. How about it?"

Underneath, a boy yelled, "Mr. Yin, would you like to eat Haidilao?"

"Okay,—you just told me to eat Sihe Garden, that's not a problem!"

"Damn, teacher, you are too rich!" There was a burst of laughter, and then he quickly expressed his opinion, "Teacher, you have said so, we must get a good score in the test!"

In order to have a meal with Teacher Yin, everyone decided to put aside the competition class for a few days and study the content of the midterm exam carefully.

Competitive students are usually very good at self-study, and they spend most of their time in classes other than language and mathematics, and most of them are self-study.

When learning and learning, some people go astray.

For example, Qi Ruixing, after reading the composition materials all night, held a book and asked Xia Xingyao sincerely: "Mr. Xia, I have always had a question that I don't understand."

Qi Ruixing's grades in the physics group were very good, about the same as Xia Xingyao's; but his grades in the comprehensive class...had always been difficult to describe, and belonged to the bottom group, which often lowered the average score.

Wu Zhe tends to lower his average score only in Chinese, but Qi Ruixing only does not lag behind in physics.

"Please speak."

"Does the teacher really like this kind of disgusting stuff? 'China, you are an old man, and you are also a baby'—a 5000-year-old baby, what a giant baby it must be!"

Xia Xing laughed out loud: "Why do you read the composition before the exam, it doesn't work. Maybe you can make up for it by looking at chemistry and biology, but you can't make up for Chinese by cramming."

Qi Ruixing nodded vigorously: "In your opinion, what is the best review?"

"That's right, you don't need to review mathematics and physics, and it's useless to review Chinese and English. Then there are only chemistry and biology left? I have a plan, I wonder if you would like to listen to it."

Qi Ruixing said seriously: "All ears."

"Did you see the small bookstore downstairs? Go there and buy two five-three books, one high school chemistry and one high school biology. If you finish it before the exam, you will become a fairy."

"Really?"

Without a word, Qi Ruixing ran downstairs to buy Wusan.

Then I brushed it for two nights and finished it.

For Haidilao promised by Yin Congqing, everyone did their best.

The exam room is set up the night before the exam. There are only [-] desks and chairs in the classroom for one person and one seat, and the excess has to be moved to the corridor and folded.Xia Xingyao's seat was moved out of the classroom. When he came back from dinner, he stood at the door of the classroom with his schoolbag in his hands, frowning, not knowing where to sit and review.

Since there is no place in the class, why not go to the training room of the physics group.

Thinking of this, he packed two textbooks into his schoolbag, and staggered downstairs.

The afterglow of the setting sun in late autumn spilled onto the floor at the stairway, giving off a golden light.He went down to the third floor, and suddenly saw Wu Zhe at the corner of the stairs.

It's Wu Zhe and...

a girl.

A beautiful girl in a school uniform with a high ponytail and a delicate bow on her head.

Xia Xing leaned on the railing and looked down, only seeing Wu Zhe's back and half of his sister's profile.

He heard the girl talking.

"...That's right, I don't mean anything else. It's just that it would be great if we can make friends..." The girl raised her head, her eyes were watery, and her voice trembled shyly, "I didn't mean anything else , just admiring those who are good at mathematics.”

He vaguely heard Wu Zhe cough lightly, and then said, "Me too."

Xia Xingyao covered his face.

I want to laugh...

No.

What kind of straight steel man is Wu Zhe?

The girl opened her eyes wide: "?"

Wu Zhe didn't know that what to say to a girl would be less hurtful, so he stood there anxiously for two seconds, and said seriously to the girl, "You should study hard."

He didn't even look at the girl, he turned his head and walked upstairs.

Then he bumped into Xia Xingyao who was lying on the railing watching the play.

Xia Xingyao burst out laughing, and immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Brother Zhe, I didn't see or hear anything."

Wu Zhe walked up to him, and said angrily, "It's like something shameful." He looked Xia Xingyao up and down, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Xia Xingyao: "There is no place in the classroom, I will go to the physics group to study by myself."

Wu Zhe patted him on the shoulder: "Wait for me, I'll go get something and take you to a good place."

"what?"