Religious Faith

When he was in class, I deliberately looked at him and smiled, but he just glanced at me occasionally, ignored me, and then continued to teach.

His appearance belongs to the cool and dark type, I don’t know if it’s weird to describe him that way, he’s not like the male protagonist described in the novel, he’s the most handsome man in the world, with a flawless face, pretty like a peony Flowers are the same.In all fairness, his looks are average, but his personal temperament is overwhelming.Anyway, it's really attractive.

He is not a peony, but a poppy; not a elixir, but a poison.

He was not the invigilator for me during the exam, but he came to my exam room with the paper.He nodded to the teacher, and the teacher left.

I originally asked someone to send me the answer, but when I saw him here, I felt a little embarrassed, even though I knew it was impossible for him to catch me.

He looked at his phone as if nothing had happened, otherwise he looked out of the window, and even went out to get some air.I know he put water on me on purpose.

When he came in from the outside again, the examination room immediately fell silent.Because of his pretty face and because of his great name, the students gave him a lot of face.

At this time, a ball of paper was thrown from the opposite side inappropriately. When he came in, it happened to fly in mid-air, and then landed far away from me with a "click".

We bowed our heads and dared not speak, he knew it clearly.

After a while, he came over, kicked the note to my feet without a trace, and then returned to his seat to read a book.

I heard that many schools start to do comprehensive essays in the first year of senior high school, but our school does not.I remember that we took the exam for one and a half days, one major subject and one minor subject for half a day.

It's evening after the history test, and I'm going to take the English and geography test tomorrow morning.

I waited for him to bind the papers, and when he came out of the office, I smiled at him.

He asked me: "What are you laughing at?"

Me: "Thank you, Teacher Li!"

He looked at me helplessly: "This is not an example."

"Then tomorrow's English..." I looked at him.

He glanced at me and said nothing.

I thought he wouldn't help me anymore, so I asked someone from the same exam room to help me pass the answer.

For the first half hour of the next day's exam, he kept his head buried in the questions. After half an hour, he put down his pen and walked off the podium.When passing by me, he threw a note on my lap without anyone noticing, then continued to walk backwards, returned to the podium when he reached the end, and sat down in his place.

I opened the note, and he clearly marked the question number on it, in groups of five, and even wrote the composition for me.

At the end, he marked a sentence: I copied it as it is, I have changed it, it is not a perfect answer.

I looked up at him and he was looking at me too.There was a very light smile on the corner of his mouth, which was meaningful.

That time I was very promising and didn't pull up the class average.During the geography test, he made a tour, and finally threw me a note, repeating the old trick.

The answer is that he made it himself.

It is still marked: Changed, copied in full.

I still waited for him after leaving the examination room.When I got home, I was a little excited, and I was bouncing around when I walked.

I asked him why Geography also sent me the answer?

He: "I know someone passed you the answer, but he made a mistake like that, and you still ask him to copy it."

Me: "...So you can't stand it anymore?"

"I haven't studied geography in years, but I'm sure I'm over 80.00% accurate."

"...You bull."

He can't deny it.

He is good at studying. He once said that as long as it can be solved by learning, it is not a problem.He used to be a science student, and his grades have always been in the top.There are thousands of people in the annual department, and he has never dropped out of the top [-].When he was in the third year of high school, he had to repost the text. I don't know the specific reason, but I can be sure that it was because of a girl.It's not love to get close, it's because love turns to hate, so stay away.

Because he wanted to stay away from her, he was so stubborn that he didn't want to study the same subject with her, and he didn't want to be in the same examination room with her, even if the chance was very small.But he is smart, studies well, and does well in exams.

From this incident, it can be seen that he is actually very stubborn in his bones, and eight horses can't pull back on the things he has decided.So later he dared to take me away, he said: "Let's go, I will support you."

For the first time in that exam, I did not pull up the class average.When I went to the office, I heard a teacher say that he was high-level, but he just smiled and didn't speak.

It seems that the office is not so harmonious. The women in the room are always talking about women's topics, parents' gossip, parenting, war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, campus gossip, and popular TV dramas.Some older male teachers are influenced by their ears and eyes, and they will eventually have a delicate heart.But he is still young, and he is not interested in this kind of topic. When others talk, he doesn't mix things up, just work or read books.Unless someone asks him, he will answer politely.

I know he will never become them.

But I didn't let him send me answers like this in the future, because I don't like those people mocking him.He said: "You did so well when I was in the same exam room as you, but when we were separated from you your grades dropped. In fact, this is also very obvious."

I regret.

He added: "But it doesn't matter, if you still want to get a high score, I can pass the answer on for you."

I wondered: "How to pass it on?"

"Send a text message."

"..."

"You can put your mobile phone on the stool between your legs. When someone comes, you can clip your legs and you will be safe."

"... Teacher Li, how are you doing?"

"So you know you're all weak, right? All you play are things I've played before."

"..." I finally understood the slight smile in the corner of his eyes when he occasionally looked up at the students.Everyone is a bone spirit, who are you still pretending to be in front of each other?

"Actually, you can still pretend to be sleeping, and then cover your body with clothes and lie on the table with your head lying on the table to play on the phone. In this way, at most, you will be woken up for sleeping, but you will not be fired for playing on your mobile phone."

I was dumbfounded and admired him.

I said: "... Teacher Li, is it really okay for you to be like this?"

He glanced at me: "Then you should study hard."

"……elder brother.."

He was expressionless.