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"What did you say?"

Zhang Jianfeng suddenly turned his head and stared at Jian Ze'an.

And the latter ignored him at all.

Zhang Jianfeng was furious: "What do you say about me?"

Jian Ze'an finally gave him a look of charity: "What does it matter to you if I talk to myself? Why do you want to admit it yourself?"

It was almost the same as what Zhang Jianfeng said just now, and he directly slammed it back.

"you!"

Zhang Jianfeng roared angrily, but he couldn't refute what the other party said was what he had said.

His chest was heaving with anger, and he finally said:

"Am I wrong? You have to ask such a simple question, and you, a class 11, climbed to class 5 is just a fluke!"

"Then am I wrong?"

Jian Ze'an understands a truth very well, if someone provokes you and you quit, the other party will not be moved by your tolerance, and will only continue to pinch you as a soft persimmon.

If he is pinched, he must make people feel that it is difficult for him to dare to do it next time.

So even if this is the first day in Class 5, Jian Ze'an doesn't care about creating an easy-to-get-within image for himself, and responds coldly:

"Judging and pointing at unfamiliar classmates, relying on grades to point fingers at others, what is it if it's not a problem with character?"

The swords between the two were tense, and the other students finally couldn't stand it anymore.

A girl that Jian Ze'an hadn't met came over with a frown: "You two stop fighting, there are still classmates studying, and making noise will affect others."

"That's right, class is about to start, why bother about trivial matters. If you have the time, it's better to do two more questions." Other students followed suit.

Some people said Zhang Jianfeng: "You are also guilty, whether others will solve the problem is not your business."

Others said Jian Ze'an: "There's no need to make a big deal out of it. He just asked why are you so serious?"

Including a boy who used to play ball together called "Brother An" when I entered the class to say hello, also came to pat Jian Ze'an on the shoulder: "Brother An, there is no need, don't escalate the matter with one sentence."

Jian Ze'an listened to a group of people persuasion in a flat tone, and each side played fifty big boards, but felt that it was boring.

He couldn't help thinking about class 11.

In class 11, if someone dared to make such a provocation, if it was a boy, Lin Xiao and the others would go up and stop it first, and ask them to apologize forcefully.The boy Hong Chuanglei would adjust the atmosphere with a seemingly playful smile, trying to avoid hurting the feelings of his classmates as much as possible.

Of course, Jian Ze'an himself will go to the troublemaker to pay for a cup of milk tea or something.

If it's a girl, the monitor and the school committee will definitely not sit idly by.

It's not like the current Class 5, although there are some people who come to pull and some people come to stop, but the tone is like that of spectators chatting, it seems that the purpose is to smooth out the conflict, who is right and who is wrong, and the relationship between everyone. All is not the point.

He looked at Zhang Jianfeng coldly. The latter couldn't argue with Jian Zhe'an, but now he saw someone handing him the gun, he snorted and took the opportunity to go down the steps. He turned his head away and muttered as if he wanted to show that he had won:

"Forget it, I don't care about people like this who won't be in the same class next month."

A girl standing next to Zhang Jianfeng was perfunctory in order to calm the situation, but she nodded her head:

"That's right, why bother talking about it, you can't decide which class you'll be in next month's monthly exam, you might go back to Class [-] if your grades were so good before, why do you provoke people who don't have much to do with each other?"

Jian Ze'an only felt it was ridiculous when he heard it.

After the classmate finished speaking, quite a few people around nodded, all with expressions of course.

Jian Ze'an looked at it, and originally wanted to argue, but now he felt that the energy had dissipated and turned into indifference.

I don't know if everyone in this class is like this or just the few people around me. The description of "one heart and one mind" is definitely right for them.

Before, he wondered if he should be more enthusiastic and proactive in getting in touch with his classmates. After all, he is a newcomer, so if he wants to integrate into the class, he has to take the initiative.

I don't think it's necessary now.

Look at people's awareness—the monthly exam promotion system, they are all striving to rise up, and those who come from a backward class like myself are regarded as lucky, and may not be able to stay.Just a classmate for a month, no need to provoke, get close to, or understand.

They are not targeting you, bullying you, or coldly violent you, but simply think-why waste that effort?But they are all people in the same classroom, and they don't need any friendship. After all, they may part ways after a month.

After Jian Ze'an understood the quarrel, she felt that even fighting was not worth arguing.This is a different value.These classmates, at least the ones who spoke just now, are too targeted. They don't even look down on you, they just think it's worthless to know you.

So he sat back in his seat, the expression on his face turned indifferent.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Zhang Jianfeng sitting down with his chin slightly raised, his eyes turned cold:

He also felt that it would be better not to be in the same class as this person next month.

Coming home from school in the evening, Jian Ze'an finished her homework and swiped her phone casually for a while.

He saw Cheng Zichen sent him a V letter.

[I changed classes today, how do you feel? 】

Jian Ze'an was not very happy when he thought about the fifth class he saw today.But he thought that Cheng Zichen should be busy preparing for the finals of the competition, and shouldn't influence him with his trivial matters.

So replied:

【good. 】

Unexpectedly, the other party immediately called V letter.

Jian Ze'an answered in surprise: "Zichen? Why do you call me when you have time? Are you busy brushing up questions?"

"I'm not too busy to make a phone call." Cheng Zichen's voice came from the other end of the phone, "What's the matter, don't you like Class 5?"

Jian Ze'an was shocked: "How do you know that I don't like Class Five?"

"Every time, if you like it very much, you will talk about it happily. If you think it is not satisfactory, you will complain a few bad things, but in fact you are not that dissatisfied. On the contrary, you are really unhappy, so you don't even want to comment. It’s perfunctory to say ‘it’s okay’ and ‘it’s okay’.”

Jian Ze'an had nothing to say.

My heart is a little floating.Unexpectedly, Cheng Zichen knew him so well and was so keen, so he thought that he didn't like the new class, so he called him directly.

Cheng Zichen was still asking, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that the other party had already guessed it, Jian Ze'an didn't hide it. He told about the day's events, thought about it, and said a few words about the feelings of the head teacher, Sun Ping.

The head teacher of class 5, for some reason, obviously doesn't like to scold others with a rough voice like Lao Liang, but Jian Ze'an just doesn't like him very much.

"Only today, I found that he would say things like 'I was in charge of the third class in the last class, but now I have been reduced to teaching you', 'The students in the first class even go back to work for lunch at noon,' Reading while eating, how about you? Can you study against the clock?', 'I hope you all have a little ambition and look up. Next month, I will pass the third class and fourth class. Don't stay in the fifth class. Class is embarrassing to me, if you fall below class six, don't say I taught you when you go out'..."

He didn't utter dirty words, and didn't even swear a word, but Jian Ze'an felt that the more he listened to him, the more uncomfortable he became.

Looking at the usual expressions of the students around him, he seemed to understand how the atmosphere in Class 5 came about.

Indeed, the most important thing for high school students is to study, but this class teacher is really mercilessly instilling the most utilitarian ideas into the students.

There is no need to relax, no need to make friends, just concentrate on studying and go to the front class.

It is strange to emphasize every day that Class 5 can have a friendly and united atmosphere.

"Is the head teacher of Class 5 actually like this?" Cheng Zichen didn't expect that, "The concept that such a head teacher conveys to the students is too bad."

"Isn't that the case in your first class? I thought it was a common problem of good classes. They all pay special attention to grades or something."

"It's not that exaggerated. It is true that grades are important, and the teacher will also talk about the importance of grades, but it is impossible to say so utilitarianly, and he will tell everyone to combine work and rest." Cheng Zichen said, "It is true that some of the students do it for grades. Not making friends, feeling that other activities are a waste of time, judging others by their grades, but that’s a minority. Students of the same age, who likes to study all day and night, full of grades?”

"It seems that Class Five is a special case." Jian Ze'an sighed, "Why did I end up here?"

Cheng Zichen smiled: "Then you can try not to stay here next month."

"Of course I will." Jian Ze'an said firmly, "That Zhang Jianfeng really pissed me off today. I want to see if he can still be arrogant in front of me in the next monthly exam!"

Cheng Zichen knew Jian Ze'an very well, and he knew that he was serious and planned to compete with Zhang Jianfeng in terms of grades.

Cheng Zichen raised his eyebrows:

"I really know Zhang Jianfeng. He has studied physics competitions. He also participated in the physical competition training class of No. [-] Middle School last year. He passed the provincial preliminary competition, but he didn't get the prize in the semi-finals, and then gave up. It should be said that his talent is average. But the foundation is quite solid, I remember it seems to be in the second class? Are you in the fifth class now?"

"It means that he has fallen a lot." Jian Ze'an was ambitious, "I have made a lot of progress in every monthly exam. He is going down, and I am going up!"

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Cheng Zichen felt that he should tighten the strings for Jian Ze'an and make him more sober, "Zhang Jianfeng has a good foundation, even if he slips, his foundation is still there, and maybe this time it was just an accident. Ze'an, you Although the progress is very fast, it is more difficult to improve the higher the score, and you may not be able to continue to increase by tens of points next time."

Jian Ze'an was originally full of enthusiasm and high confidence because of the progress made in the past two months, but Cheng Zichen's words made her feel a little bit cold, and her overconfident feeling was suppressed during this period of time.

He hesitated and asked:

"Why is he so powerful?"

"It can't be said that you are very good, but I have been studying hard since the beginning of high school. Although you are very smart, Ze'an, you have been working hard recently, but catching up with others' level will not be achieved overnight."

"Oh." Jian Ze'an was a little depressed when he heard that, but his mentality was also much calmer.He had to admit that his achievements in the past two months made him a little bit flustered.

But Cheng Zichen usually encouraged him. He said so, which proved that there was indeed a big gap between his level and Zhang Jianfeng's.

Jian Ze'an pursed her lips and said nothing.

Cheng Zichen on the other end of the phone seemed to know what he was thinking, and chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, the college entrance examination is a marathon, not a sprint. If you persevere, you can always surpass it. Don't forget, I said before your third year of high school that you will definitely Can enter the first class."

Cheng Zichen said this to him a month ago, but Jian Ze'an didn't believe it. He felt that the first class was too far away, and it was a place for university masters who could get into 985. Even if he improved to more than [-] points, The distance between the first class is also like a natural moat.

But now, with the continuous astonishing progress, Jian Ze'an's confidence in himself has also improved a little bit.

When Cheng Zichen said this again, he would be able to respond firmly: "I think so too! I will continue to insist."

He told Cheng Zichen about his troubles, and turned his head to care about him:

"How are you preparing? Are you sure you will still get full marks this time?"

Cheng Zichen said, "It's okay."

The tone was flat, but Jian Ze'an understood that the other party was very confident.

He couldn't help feeling: "I told you 'okay' before, because I felt bad and unhappy, but your 'okay'... means no problem, full marks, right? Tsk, people are really different. .”

Cheng Zichen was so moved that he couldn't laugh or cry:

"I participated in Wujing last year and have experience."

"You got full marks when you had no experience last year." Jian Ze'an said, "When are you going to leave?"

The National Competition of Things is held in the capital, and the contestants will generally start out in units of provinces.

Cheng Zichen didn't participate in the preliminary round this year, so he went by himself.

"Leave on Thursday." Cheng Zichen suddenly laughed, "Would you like to bless me?"

"Cheng Shen's strength doesn't need to be blessed to get full marks." Jian Zean said, but he still gave his blessings earnestly, "Good luck, I hope you can get full marks again this time, and enter the final IMO team as you wish!"

Cheng Zichen laughed softly:

"With your blessing, I believe it will be possible."

The author has something to say: Xiao Jian's self-confidence is getting stronger and stronger~

The past two days are really busy, so I will update it today, sorry everyone~