you have to talk to me

Bailan is really not ordinary.

Of course, she is very smart. If Jian Hang's moderate intelligence can be regarded as a top student, then Bai Lan is definitely a student who understands by analogy.This is not only reflected in the fact that there are almost no questions in mathematics, physics and chemistry that she does not know, but also in the fact that she usually conducts classes on and off the desk at the same time.

The papers that the teacher is commenting on are spread out on the desk, and there is another exercise book under the desk to do the questions. Generally, the math test papers are spread out on the desk, so the physics exercises are spread out under the desk. It's a physics test paper, and there are chemistry problems under the table.You think she is "not doing her job" with her head buried, but you often see her suddenly raise her head, follow the rhythm of the teacher on the stage, and quickly make two notes on the test paper on the table.

Seeing Feng Jimeng looking at her frequently, with a puzzled look, Bai Lan pinched the barrel of the pen and turned it around, and turned it around again. After a sudden realization, she took out the "High School Mathematics Problem Solving Research" under the table and explained: "The teacher is long-winded, I can be more efficient like this."

"..."

Feng Jimeng wanted to swear.

Seeing that Feng Jimeng didn't speak, Bai Lan thought that he had taken a fancy to her topic, so she moved "Research" forward: "Want to read it? I want to borrow it from you."

"No need, it's physics class now." After Feng Jimeng finished speaking, she turned back and continued to stare at the blackboard.

Soon Bailan finished brushing the questions, and pulled out a thick book from the depths of the cabinet. Feng Jimeng saw that the cover was "Detailed Explanation of College Entrance Examination Comprehension—Chinese", but the book was spread out on the desk, densely packed The text, clearly is.Feng Jimeng took a closer look, and there was a line of big characters written on the top of the head—Chapter [-], he differentiated into an Omega.

"........."

As soon as get out of class was over, not only the people in the front seat came back to chat with Bailan, but the boys in the class lined up to ask Bailan for advice, leaving the old man Xiao who stayed in the classroom to answer questions generously to the girls.Even those crane tails who usually only sleep in class showed such a high enthusiasm for learning for the first time in their lives.

Feng Jimeng, the trash heap that everyone dislikes, suddenly became a favorite, and his self-contained isolation attributes couldn't stop the boys who thought of spring from approaching the goddess with enthusiasm.And Bai Lan actually told them one by one generously, with a friendly and serious attitude.

Not only that, besides Jian Hang, there was another Zhang Jiarui who ran from class 16 to class 8 after each class.

On the first day of school, Jian Hang survived two classes upstairs, and the third class couldn't bear to come back to his old lair to inspect, Zhang Jiarui also followed.Not only followed to the door, but also followed the classroom, so excited that he ran straight to the garbage dump of Class 8 in three steps.Feng Jimeng thought that Zhang Jiarui was about to attack him again, so he was ready to dodge, but he didn't expect this kid to come to him, and suddenly fixed himself, with an excited and awkward expression on his face.

His eyes didn't fall on the buddy he claimed to be his favorite at all, he looked at Bailan wholeheartedly, and he spoke incoherently: "Brother Lan, what, you're really in Class 8."

"Yes, I was kicked to Class 8."

Zhang Jiarui pursed his lips and said anxiously: "Then come back quickly."

"Where did you go at the end of the term? You didn't come to make up classes during the summer vacation."

"I went out to play, did you receive the postcard I sent you?"

"Damn, you really went to play and convinced you. Then can you follow in class?"

"It's okay, after all, we have finished the new class long ago." Bai Lan said, reaching into the desk for a while to feel.

"That's true, then you will come back to me next month."

"Look, it's not up to me." Bai Lan stretched out her hand from the drawer and took out a pack of white rabbits, "Do you want candy?" After speaking, she tore open one carefully and began to chew.

Cai Mao in the front seat obviously didn't like to hear Zhang Jiarui's words encouraging Bailan to go to another class, so he turned his head angrily: "Who are you? What class are you in?"

"Class 16."

"Is Class 16 so great that you can randomly enter other people's classrooms? Get out quickly."

Zhang Jiarui turned his head and pointed at Jian Hang who was next to Hou Wen: "He is not in your class."

"He used to be in our class, so what are you counting as coming back to visit relatives?"

"Bailan used to be in our class, and I was also visiting relatives."

Bai Lan opened the candy bag forward: "Cai Mao, eat candy."

Cai Mao's arrogance suddenly went down, and he reached out to grab the candy.Bai Lan said again: "Take two more, and get some for Xiao Ming."

Wu Chunming is Cai Mao's tablemate, and both of them blamed each other for not being the female tablemate, but the existence of Bailan made them reconcile with each other.

Bailan took the bag back, reached out and grabbed a handful, put it beside Feng Jimeng's table, and bumped his elbow.Her action made Zhang Jiarui notice Feng Jimeng who had been standing aside for a long time.

"Brother Meng, you two are sitting at the same table." Zhang Jiarui hooked Feng Jimeng's neck from above, and introduced to Bailan, "My best buddy, if you have anything unfamiliar in Class 8, you can find him."

Feng Jimeng threw Zhang Jiarui's arm away: "No need, she is much more familiar with Class 8 than I am."

Hearing this, Bailan smiled with her mouth open, and rolled her eyes.

"I believe it, then you help me take care of my buddy, he is autistic."

Just then the class bell rang, Feng Jimeng said unceremoniously to Zhang Jiarui: "Class is on, you should get out."

Zhang Jiarui left mellowly, and then rolled back mellowly almost every class break, even more diligent than Jian Hang came back to visit relatives.And every time I come to visit relatives, I will never empty-handed, snacks, candy and drinks. After Fuze Fangyuan, he seems to have become the affiliation of Class 8. Cai Mao, who eats people and has a short mouth, is embarrassed to chase him away.

Bai Lan doesn't go to self-study in the middle of the night, and leaves at 02:30 noon. The first class starts at 2:[-] in the afternoon.In the afternoon, I left after school, empty-handed, and finished mathematics, physics and chemistry directly by taking this class and doing the two-pronged learning method of the other subject. English is almost all multiple-choice questions. I spent [-] minutes in self-study the next morning to copy Ji Meng's Done.

For the first time, she said to Feng Jimeng: "Borrow the English paper for a while."

Feng Jimeng saw that her hands were still shiny after eating deep-fried dough sticks buried behind the book wall, and first gave her a wet tissue: "Wipe your hands."

Then he took out the test paper and gave it to her: "What do you do?"

"Copy it." Bailan asked curiously while writing furiously, "Could it be that you haven't copied your homework?"

"No, I don't write if I don't want to."

"Then you're even better." Bailan brushed it off for a while, and even copied the composition intact. Anyway, the paper was collected and handed out to go through the motions. Wu Zhenwen didn't have time to carefully observe how they were doing.

Bailan saw that Feng Jimeng's math paper had two empty questions at the end, so she generously gave him her own math paper: "Reciprocity, I'll copy it for you."

First of all, Feng Jimeng didn't expect such a good student to copy homework, and secondly, he didn't expect that the other party would ask for reciprocity, which was really a bit insulting.

"I said I won't copy."

"But it's not that you don't want to write, you don't know how to write." After copying the composition, Bai Lan took a long breath and put the pen on the desk with a snap.

He really can't, but it won't feel good to be pointed out like that. He said coldly: "No, the teacher can tell."

Bai Lan winked at him: "Do you want me to tell you?"

"Need not."

"Mr. Wu asked us to be at the same table to help each other." Bai Lan shook Jimeng's test paper and returned it to him, "You helped me today, and if you continue to help me like this, then I should help you too. .”

She grabbed Feng Jimeng's math paper, and when she was about to speak, the class bell rang, so she said, "I'll explain it to you after school."

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Junior high school students are not allowed to bring mobile phones into the classroom, and theoretically senior one and senior two students are not allowed to bring mobile phones into the classroom, but the control is loose.

Unable to contact anyone, Yang Fan watched TV on the sofa and dozed off while waiting.When Feng Jimeng came back, he had just woken up and looked up at the time, it was already one o'clock.

"Why is it so late today?" Yang Fan rubbed his eyes and got up, going to the kitchen to warm up the dishes.

Feng Jimeng was a little embarrassed, and helped Yang Fan bring the dishes into the kitchen: "It took me a while to do the questions."

"Oh. Go wash your hands, you can eat it when it's hot."

"Brother, if you haven't come back at [-]:[-] next time, you can eat first."

Yang Fan turned the spatula: "I'm fine, I'll wait for you to eat together."

Of course, meals are delicious only when eaten together, what's the point of eating alone.

Feng Jimeng washed his hands clean, and when he took the vegetable bowl from Yang Fan, he kissed him on tiptoe.

That's right, not only is eating more enjoyable, life is more enjoyable.He slapped Feng Jimeng's ass, feeling happy in his heart, but he complained: "Be careful of spilling the soup."

During the meal, Yang Fan picked the meat from the steamed fish maw to Feng Jimeng to save him the time of picking.Self-study at noon started at [-]:[-] pm. Today was delayed, and there was no time to take a nap.

Feng Jimeng said suddenly: "Brother, you don't have to wait for me to eat this afternoon. I still have two questions that I haven't figured out, so I won't answer in the afternoon."

"Is it okay to do evening self-study?"

Feng Jimeng explained: "Bai Lan said she would tell me, she didn't go to study by herself at night, she only had time after school. She came back late at noon because she gave me lectures."

Bailan, Yang Fan has often heard this name these days.Originally, life in the third year of high school was boring and lackluster, and there were only so many things every day. It was normal for a smart and somewhat deviant female classmate to easily become a topic.But Yang Fan always felt a little unreasonable discomfort in his heart.

He smiled: "I talked about the two questions for an hour. I remember that you are not that stupid. It must be because she is too wordy."

"No, she gave a very strange topic. She had to talk about formulas and theorems first. At noon, I watched her prove for a long time that 'the line connecting the centers of two circles perpendicularly bisects the common chord of the two circles'."

"Yes, it's quite interesting."

Feng Jimeng nodded in agreement: "I also think that I just wrote this down before, but after seeing her prove it today, I really understand it."

"Then she is amazing."

"It's just too noisy. Ever since I was at the same table with her, I haven't been clean. After class, the surrounding area is full of people."

At first it was just boys, but recently the group around them, led by Zhang Qinqin, has started to have girls.He can still understand boys surrounded by white and blue, but he really doesn't understand girls rushing up like this.Maybe classmate Bailan is so charming that men and women can take it all.

Yang Fan said leisurely: "Where there is a loss, there is a gain."

After Feng Jimeng finished her meal, she wiped her mouth and hurriedly said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Go."

The man had already reached the door, Yang Fan chased after him, slapped Feng Jimeng's hand that he had just unscrewed, and leaned against the door to kiss him hard.

Feng Jimeng blushed, blinked blankly, pursed her lips, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what's wrong?"

"No, why don't you give me a kiss?"

Feng Jimeng lowered her eyelids: "Okay," then raised her eyes, "Is that still a kiss?"

Yang Fan smiled: "Are you still addicted? Don't kiss anymore. If you kiss again, you will be late."

"Can I come over on Sunday night?"

"Just take half a day off and not go home?"

"No return."

"Come on then."

"Well," Feng Jimeng opened the door and took two steps, then came back, a little shy, "We can kiss a little longer on Sunday."