self-deprecating

October is coming to an end, followed by non-stop midterm exams.

The news spread from the grade group to the sixth class, and it took only one class break to cross Lao Zhang, the class monitor and the school committee, just because Duan Yuelin listened to him when he passed by the grade director's door.

When classmate Duan entered the classroom with a sad face, Brother Zhou was giving a lecture to the school committee.

"There is a trap in this question. You must first ask for g(x) before you can ask for f(x)..."

The school committee helped the eyes that slid to the tip of the nose, and nodded while listening. It was a harmonious scene of exchange between the top students.

Duan Yuelin felt sad for a while, citric acid!

Duan Yuelin wanted to see if Brother Ze, who is also a scumbag, was not shocked when faced with such a scene every day. When he turned his head, he saw Brother Ze holding his chin, looking calmly at his deskmate and telling others question.

"Brother Ze?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Gu Ze lowered his arms and asked lazily.

"How does it feel to sit at the same table with Brother Zhou?"

"What's the problem? Of course it's very good."

"Every time you hear Brother Zhou give a lecture, you are also very happy?" Duan Yuelin glanced at the two people next to him.

"Well. I'm very proud. My son can give lectures to others with good grades. It's so gratifying to be a father."

Duan Yuelin didn't mention it in one breath, it turned out to be father and son.

Han Zizhou obviously heard it, and raised his leg to kick Gu Ze. The space under the table is very narrow, and the two people's long legs are huddled under it every day. .

It just rubbed against Gu Ze's calf, without any strength.

The school committee was obviously frightened by this situation, and hurriedly collected the workbook, "Thank you, student Han Zizhou, I have understood, and the rest I can think on my own." After speaking, he returned to his seat with the workbook in his arms superior.

"At the same table, why are you so fierce, you scared the school committee away." Gu Ze raised his chin in the direction of the school committee's seat.

"My son didn't manage well, he was a little angry, and he didn't know his seniority," Han Zizhou said while sighing, "Hey, it's my son's fault that he doesn't teach his father."

Listening to the two calling each other "Dad", Duan Yuelin interrupted their conversation speechlessly, "I just heard an important news, the midterm exam will be next Thursday and Friday."

The two looked up at him together, with puzzled expressions in their eyes.

One person's eyes are: What kind of big deal is this?

In the eyes of another person: Does it have anything to do with me?

Duan Yuelin: "..."

Compared to the two of them not caring, the other students cared very much.

Discussions erupted in the classroom immediately.

"The midterm exam is coming so soon..."

"I still have a bunch of knowledge points that I haven't learned yet."

"What should I do? My dad just promised to give me a new phone. If I fail the test, my new phone will be ruined."

"Didn't you just take the exam? The first monthly exam was taken when I came back from the National Day holiday in October. It's only been three weeks before I have to take the exam again."

"I don't want to take the exam..."

"me too……"

Probably shocked by the news of the upcoming exam, the whole class seemed listless during class.

The language teacher, Ms. Wu, immediately hypnotized most of the students in the class with her straightforward tone and unchanging teaching content.

Gu Ze lowered his head and yawned, trying to concentrate on listening to the class.

Bored, Han Zizhou took out a chemistry exercise and pressed it under the Chinese book to write. Suddenly he felt his arm was hit by someone, thinking that Gu Ze accidentally touched it, Han Zizhou didn't care and retracted his arm towards himself.

As soon as I put it away, I felt another bump on my arm, and then a note was pushed over from the table.

"At the same table, it's time for an exam."

Han Zizhou turned his head to look at Gu Ze, and wrote a word on the paper with a puzzled expression: "Yes."

Gu Ze leaned closer to Han Zizhou, and wrote on the note in the middle of the table: "Can you take the first place in the exam?"

"Do your best."

Gu Ze wrote again: "Come on, at the same table!" followed by a cute smiling face, with the corner of the mouth surrounded by the tip of the pen, raised high and turned to one side, just like the person who painted it, showing a cunning and cute feeling.

Han Zizhou slightly bent the corner of his mouth.

Gu Ze wrote below again: "What's for lunch?"

Han Zizhou thought for a while, "Beef noodles on the second floor."

Gu Ze wanted to write a sentence: I'm going to line up, you occupy a seat, but just after writing the word "I", I was interrupted by an angry voice.

"Gu Ze!"

Wu Qiuyun stood on the podium, staring at the people in the first row.

"If you don't want to study, go home! It's a waste of resources here. Every day in class, you only sleep and sleep. I will pull a bed for you to sleep here. At the moment, you are passing small notes in class. How can you compare with your deskmate?" You are the first in the grade test, and you are the last in the grade test. If you don’t study, you will know how to influence others. Why don’t you learn something better every day? I don’t know how your parents teach! Your own son can’t teach well. I guess I'm not that good either!"

Wu Qiuyun spoke like a machine gun. Gu Ze was listening carefully, but when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but clenched his fists and wanted to stand up from his seat.

He was not serious in class and fell asleep in class. He knew that what he did was wrong and he should listen to the teacher's criticism, but Ms. Gu Lan is a good mother, so she can't say that.

"Go out without studying and look at your grades. It's useless to sit here." Wu Qiuyun obviously didn't finish her anger, and turned all her anger on Gu Ze alone.

Gu Ze held back his anger, stood up from his seat, and prepared to go out.

At this moment, Han Zizhou also stood up from his seat, "I'm going out too."

The classmates in the class had long been sober after being shot by Wu Qiuyun's machine gun. Seeing the two of them standing up together and going outside, their sobriety turned into excitement in an instant.

Warrior, dare to face the irascible Chinese teacher.

"Han Zizhou, why are you making trouble with Gu Ze!" Wu Qiuyun's complexion instantly turned black.

"Teacher, I didn't make a fuss. I didn't listen carefully in class. I also had a part in it. I wrote chemistry exercise books in Chinese class and passed notes to my deskmate. You should be punished equally. I will stand up." Han Zizhou looked calm. After finishing speaking, he closed the Chinese books on the table, picked up the chemistry exercise book and gel pen below, and Shi Shi ran out of the classroom.

Gu Ze also followed out of the classroom.

Wu Qiuyun watched the two of them go out one after the other and stood in the corridor. She was so angry that she couldn't say a word. She angrily threw the book on the table and squeezed out a sentence after a while, "In the future, anyone who doesn't listen to the lecture will Stand up for me, and now all of you sitting in the classroom listen to me carefully."

Gu Ze watched Han Zizhou come out with a chemistry workbook, and couldn't help laughing, "What are you doing? Are you risking your life to accompany the gentleman?"

"Don't use words indiscriminately, you didn't risk your life, and you didn't accompany a gentleman. It just annoyed me, so I came out to write questions quietly." Han Zizhou leaned against the wall and held up the exercise book in his hand.

"It's so embarrassing to come out to accompany me, I'm embarrassed to say it directly, I understand." Gu Ze also leaned against the wall and smiled happily, not seeing the anger in the classroom at all.

Han Zizhou glanced at him, "Yes."

Han Zizhou kept moving his hands. When he turned to the page of exercises he just wrote, he thought in his heart: Come out and write the questions, and I will accompany you by the way.

Without support, Han Zizhou could only hold the upper edge of the exercise book with his hands, and put the exercise book on his forearm to support the writing. The movement was really not convenient and comfortable.

Gu Ze turned around and turned his back to Han Zizhou, "At the same table, write on my back."

Gu Ze tilted his head, arched his body slightly, and put one shoulder and back in front of Han Zizhou.

Han Zizhou smiled, "Okay."

With the exercise book on his shoulders, Han Zizhou kept writing, speeding up his writing.

The edge of the exercise book touched Gu Ze's neck lightly, and Han Zizhou could easily feel where he wrote.

Fearing that Gu Ze would be uncomfortable in this posture for too long, Han Zizhou's handwriting was scribbled, and some questions just wrote the answers directly, and stopped writing after five or six minutes.

"Okay." Han Zizhou took the exercise book away and patted Gu Ze on the shoulder.

Gu Ze turned around and faced him, "It's finished so soon?"

Han Zizhou nodded, "It's finished." He put the pen in the exercise book and put it on the window sill.

The edge of the window sill was so narrow that half of the pages fell out.

Zhong Xiaofan was bored listening to Wu Qiuyun's class when he suddenly heard the sound of the pulleys on the window next to him sliding.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Gu Ze gently opening the window.

Leaving a gap that was neither wide nor narrow, Gu Ze rolled up Han Zizhou's exercise book and sandwiched it in the gap, so there was no risk of it falling out.

Han Zizhou stood aside and watched Gu Ze's small movements, "Why are you so smart?"

Gu Ze raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Han Zizhou took out his phone and checked the time. There were still ten minutes before get out of class was over, so he said to Gu Ze, "Let's go."

"Why?" Gu Ze was stunned.

"Go eat beef noodles, I'm hungry." Han Zizhou walked directly to the stairs.

Gu Ze followed behind, "Okay."

Zhong Xiaofan watched Gu Ze open the window, put the book, and then the two of them left together, a roar came in his heart, I really hit it! ! !Then, there was a hint of citric acid in my heart, and I also wanted to leave early and go to the cafeteria without queuing...

The class [-] students managed to make it to the end of get out of class. When the bell rang, Wu Qiuyun angrily said "end of get out of class" and walked out of the classroom to educate the two people standing outside the door.

When I walked to the door, I didn't see the two boys who were punished to stand, only the "starved ghosts" who rushed to the cafeteria in the [-]-meter race.

Class [-] didn't see Brother Ze and Brother Zhou either, so they ran towards the cafeteria with a big smile.

The laughter reached Wu Qiuyun's ears, very piercing.

Really pissed off!

Wu Qiuyun rushed to the office of the police station to file a complaint, but there was no sign of Lao Zhang in the office.

Lao Zhang had no class in the last period, so he went to the staff cafeteria early with his thermos cup in his hand. He was not active in eating, and his brain had problems!

Wu Qiuyun looked at the empty office, put the book in a folder, and made a secret note in her heart.

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